From Dusk till Dawn Page #10

JACOB:

(yelling)

What?

From the other side of the door comes a friendly voice.

VOICE (O.S.)

I'm your neighbor in room 9, I hate

to disturb you, but I'd like to ask

a favor.

Jacob swings his feet to the floor, stands up and walks to

the door. As he passes Scott, he says, in his direction --

JACOB:

I hope none of this is disturbing

you.

Scott can't hear him, but when he sees his dad look at him,

he smiles.

Jacob opens the door and sees...

...Richard Gecko standing in the doorway, looking like the

nicest guy in the entire world.

RICHARD:

Hi there, I'm from room 9, my name

is Don Cornelius. No, not the Don

Cornelius from Soul Train. Me and my

lady friend need some ice and we

don't seem to have an ice bucket.

Could we possibly borrow yours? I'll

bring it right back.

JACOB:

(still partially asleep)

Sure.

We follow Jacob as he turns to the dresser to get the motel

ice bucket. He grabs it, turns back to the door, takes a

couple of steps towards it, then stops: in his tracks.

He sees Richard and Seth both inside the room with the door

closed, both with .45's in their hands, both aimed at him.

JACOB:

What is this?

Seth SLUGS Jacob in the mouth, KNOCKING him to the ground.

SETH:

It's called a punch.

Scott suddenly becomes aware of what's going on around him

and instinctively stands. Richard shoves his .45 in Scott's

mouth.

RICHARD:

Sit down.

Scott lowers himself back down onto his seat.

RICHARD:

Good boy.

Jacob lifts his head off the floor and wipes blood away from

his lip. He looks at his opponent who stands over him.

SETH:

(to Jacob)

What's your name?

JACOB:

Jacob.

SETH:

Okay, Jacob, get up and sit your ass

down on the bed. Make a wrong move

and I'll shoot you in the face.

Jacob rises and sits on the edge of the bed.

SETH:

(to Richard)

Okay, move the Jap over there.

Keeping the gun in Scott's mouth, Richard makes Scott rise...

RICHARD:

Upsy daisy.

...guiding him over to the bed by his father.

Richard removes the gun from Scott's mouth and stands next

to his brother, looking down at their two hostages.

SETH:

(to his hostages)

What's the story with you two? You a

couple of fags?

JACOB:

He's my son.

SETH:

How does that happen? You don't look

Japanese.

JACOB:

Neither does he. He looks Vietnamese.

SETH:

Oh, well, excuse me all to hell.

JACOB:

What's this about, money?

SETH:

It's about money, all right, but not

yours. You see, me and my brother

here are in a little hot water and

we need your assistance.

The door to room #12 opens and a dripping wet, bikini clad

Kate walks in.

The brothers spin their guns in her direction.

Kate, startled, screams. Jacob and Scott get on their feet

and move forward. Seth spins back towards the two men, gun

ready to spit.

SETH:

(to Scott and Jacob)

Stop!

Jacob and Scott freeze.

Richard moves like quicksilver, shutting the door and

positioning himself behind the terrified Kate.

KATE:

What's going on?

RICHARD:

We're having a wet bikini contest,

and you just won.

JACOB:

(to Kate)

It's okay, honey. Everything's going

to be all right.

SETH:

Just listen to daddy, sugar, and

don't do nothin' stupid.

(he turns to Jacob

and Scott, who are

still standing)

You two, Simon says sit the f***

down!

They slowly sit.

Richard can't take his eyes off the dripping wet Kate.

Both Jacob and Seth see this and neither men like it. Both

for their own reasons.

SETH:

(to Jacob)

Where are the keys to the motor home?

JACOB:

On the dresser.

SETH:

Richie, take the keys. Start that

big bastard up, and drive it up front.

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