El Mariachi Page #8
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- Year:
- 1992
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As he crosses the street he notices Azul leaving the saloon with
a guitar case. Mariachi runs into the saloon.
INT. AMADEUS - DAY
Mariachi runs inside and checks to see if his case is still
there. Domino comes downstairs.
MARIACHI:
I just saw a guy with a guitar case like mine. It's him they
want.
DOMINO:
(to Assistant)
Did he say anything?
ASSISTANT:
(nodding)
No, he just ordered a drink.
MARIACHI:
I don't look anything like him...
EXT. STREET - DAY
Azul is walking to his truck when he turns to a corner and Mean
Dude #4 sticks his gun in his face. Two more guns appear, pointed
at the back of his head.
MEAN DUDE #10
Is this the guy?
MEAN DUDE #5
I'm not sure...
The two Rats are in the blue truck half a block away. One hits
the other to look at what's happening to Azul.
POV of Rats seeing Azul with three guys around him with guns.
They look at each other, start the truck and speed away.
EXT. STREET - DAY
MEAN DUDE #5
What's in the case?
AZUL:
My guitar.
MEAN DUDE #5
Yeah? You're one of those old-time mariachis, huh?
AZUL:
(pause)
Yes.
MEAN DUDE #5
OK, let's take a look.
Mean Dude #4 takes the case and lays it flat in Azul's palms.
MEAN DUDE #5
If it's a guitar like you say it is, we'll never bother you
again...
Mean Dude #4 unsnaps two of the latches, SNAP SNAP.
MEAN DUDE #5
If it's not...
He unsnaps three more... SNAP... SNAP... SNAP!
MEAN DUDE #5
... then we'll spray paint this street with your brains.
He points the gun deep into Azul's face and c*cks it. Azul closes
his eyes. Mean Dude #5 lifts the lid. Azul hears a faint
strumming sound, followed by the sound of the Mean Dude slamming
the case shut. Azul opens his eyes. The Mean Dude resnaps the
latches. SNAP... SNAP... SNAP-SNAP-SNAP!!!
MEAN DUDE #5
(walking away)
Sorry....
They walk away leaving Azul wondering what happened.
INT. AMADEUS - DAY
Domino, Mariachi, and Assistant are standing at the bar.
DOMINO:
Look, as long as you don't carry the case around, they'll leave
you alone. It's that guy they're after.
MARIACHI:
(putting on his coat)
I better put this upstairs...
He grabs the case and begins to take it to the stairs, but he
pauses for it feels different to him. He slowly looks down at it.
EXT. STREET - DAY
Azul watches the Mean Dudes go and when tey turn the corner he
puts the case on the ground to open it.
The Mean Dudes are rounding the corner, but Mean Dude #5, who is
last, snaps his fingers and motions to the others to keep quiet
and to watch Azul
INT. AMADEUS - DAY
Mariachi shakes the case, and puts it on the counter as if to
open it... but he doesn't need to check it. He knows it's not his
guitar.
DOMINO:
What's wrong?
Mariachi looks at her startled, then runs out of the bar with the
case.
Mean Dudes are watching Azul unsnap his case.
EXT. STREET - DAY
Azul opens the lid, revealing Mariachi's guitar.
MEAN DUDE #5
That's him...
The Mean Dudes start walking towards Azul as the camera tracks
back with them. Azul slams the case shut, wondering what the hell
is going on. He looks up and notices the Mean Dudes walking
towards him. He stands up and slowly walks in the other
direction.
Mariachi is running through the streets and onto the sidewalk.
EXT. STREET - DAY
The bad guys are pulling out their weapons.
Mariachi bolts around the corner. Now everyone is on the same
sidewalk. Mariachi and Azul are on each end of the street with
the Mean Dudes in between them.
Azul turns and sees Mariachi with his guitar case. Mean Dude #5
turns and sees Mariachi, too.
MEAN DUDE #5
That's him...
The two other Mean Dudes exchange glances. Mean Dude #5 stalks
after Mariachi, so the other two follow. Mariachi looks to Azul
for help. Azul tips the imaginary hat to Mariachi and walks away.
Mariachi runs through the street almost getting hit. Bullets are
flying as the Mean Dudes are firing at him as they run.
Mariachi leaps up over a few cars and ends up in a dead end. He
turns around, drops the case on the ground and opens it. A
million weapons seem to stare back at him when he opens it. He is
frantic. He grabs a small gun, shakes it in his hand, doesn't
like the feel. He tosses it back in.
EXT. STREET - DAY
The Mean Dudes are barreling down the street. One turns towards
the dead end.
Mariachi pulls out the MAC-10 and blasts the first Mean Dude he
sees. He grabs the case and runs out into the street, jumping
onto a truck and blasting the other Mean Dude from up there. He
sees Mean Dude #5 run away.
Mariachi comes off the truck and walks through the streets in
slow motion. Peolple are staring at him as if he was Azul the
killer. Mariachi walks straight to the bar. A BOY is bouncing a
ball on one of the sidewalks.
INT. AZUL'S HIDEOUT - DAY
The camera dollies past the vacant pool table, and over to a Rat
sitting in a chair, drinking a beer. The other Rat is pacing back
and forth in front of the sitting Rat. Azul enters the room.
Throwing his guitar case onto the pool table as a grand entrance
gesture. The sitting Rat stands beside the pacing Rat.
RAT #1
I'm sorry we left...
RAT #2
... We didn't know what to do...
RAT #1
... We figured you could defend yourself!!!
Rat #2 nods in agreement. Azul unsnaps one of the latches. SNAP!
AZUL:
You thought I could defend myself...
SNAP! SNAP!
AZUL:
... against three armed men...
SNAP!
AZUL:
... using this?
He opens the case and the guitar sparkles at them. The Rats
exchange glances. They look at the guitar then back at Azul.
AZUL:
My case got switched with some maricon mariachi!
RAT #1
Where is this mariachi?
AZUL:
He's dead by now... So, I want you to go look for my case.
The two Rats are about to leave.
AZUL:
Leave me a wepon.
Both Rats take out their guns. Azul takes Rat #2's gun.
AZUL:
That was disloyal of you to leave me out there. You should be as
loyal to me as you are to each other.
The Rats exchange glances, then aim their eyes back to the floor.
Azul turns to Rat #2.
AZUL:
Are you loyal?
RAT #2
(after glancing at Rat #1)
Yes.
AZUL:
(to Rat #1)
Are you loyal?
RAT #2
Yes.
Azul gestures to Rat #2.
AZUL:
Then shoot him.
Rat #1 turns to Rat #2 who is in shock.
AZUL:
You are loyal, are you not? SHOOT HIM. Or I shoot you.
Azul aims his gun at Rat #1, who immediately aims his gun at Rat
#2. Rat #2 is sweating bullets. Rat #1 puts his gun down.
RAT #1
I can't.
AZUL:
Why not?
RAT #1
You said we should be as loyal to you as we are to each other. I
couldn't shoot him, for that would be as disloyal as shooting
you.
Rat #2 glances back and forth between Rat #1 and Azul.
AZUL:
Very good. Now go find my case.
Azul puts his gun down and motions the rats to leave. They leave.
When they exit, Rat #1 turns to Rat #2 and snaps his fingers. Rat
#2 shakes his hand. They leave.
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