Get Shorty Page #19

MARTIN:

Chill. Harry.

Chili nods as Martin smiles, leans down and kisses Karen.

MARTIN:

Hi, sweetface. You look great. And mmmmm, you smell good,

too.

KAREN:

Thanks.

Martin sits down and fans the air in front of him.

MARTIN:

Would you guys mind terribly not smoking?

Chili takes another drag, blows it out past Martin. Harry

stabs his out, doing the best he can with two broken hands.

MARTIN:

So. Harry. I hear you had quite an experience.

Harry grunts.

MARTIN:

Well, I'm glad you're okay. And you know what else?

Harry watches Karen and Chili a moment longer, turns to

Martin . . .

MARTIN:

I'm glad you rejected me ten years ago when I auditioned for

Eddie Solomon, the pedophile clown in Birthday Boy. Had I

gotten the part. I might've gotten typecast.

Martin smiles at his own joke, looks up as the Maitre D'

approaches. Harry turns back to Chili and Karen.

MARTIN:

You all ready to order? I kind've have another thing after

this . . .

Chili watches anticipatingly as Martin studies the menu for

maybe a second, returns it to the waiter . . .

MARTIN:

You know, I feel like an omelette. You think I could have a

cheese omelette with shallots, but with the shallots only

slightly browned . . .

Karen and Chili exchange looks, pick up their menus.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. THE IVY -- DAY

They've finished lunch. Chili shares a bowl of ice cream

with Karen. Harry sips cognac through one of those tiny

cocktail straws . . .

MARTIN:

I think the romance angle in your story is critically

important, that isn't simply a jump in the sack for either

of them. These two become deeply in love.

Harry looks up . . . mumbles through his wired jaw . . .

HARRY:

Which two?

MARTIN:

(ignoring him)

Once their lives are in danger and you have the mob guy

coming after them, it not only heightens the tension, it

adds a wistful element to their love.

HARRY:

Mob guy?

Harry touches his jaw. It hurts to speak.

MARTIN:

I have to consider, I mean, as the mob guy, this is another

man's wife I'm sleeping with.

KAREN:

And after all, you have such morals.

Harry looks to Karen for help here . . .

HARRY:

Mob guy?

Martin looks at his watch.

MARTIN:

I have to run. But what I hope to see, they begin to have

misgivings about wanting the money. It becomes their moral

dilemma and they try to rationalize keeping it, but in the

end they can't. Can they?

HARRY:

What money?

MARTIN:

(bewildered)

The three hundred large. What other money is there?

(then)

I should keep quiet, I know, till I've read the script, but

I've got a feeling about this one. I'm that shylock.

HARRY:

Shylock?

Harry winces in pain. Martin turns to him . . .

MARTIN:

Look at me, Harry.

Harry's already looking at him.

MARTIN:

Whatta you think, Chill?

CHILI:

That's not bad. I think you got it down.

Harry turns to Chili, and back to Martin again. Just now

getting it . . .

MARTIN:

Really, it scares me how well I know him. I could do this

one tomorrow, no further preparation.

(to Karen)

Bye darlin' . . . you really should think about acting

again. I mean, maybe we could even do something together.

Now Harry looks at Karen who forces a smile at Martin.

KAREN:

I'll give it some heavy thought.

EXT. KAREN'S HOUSE -- NIGHT.

No lights on. Chili's minivan out front.

KAREN (V.O.)

Chili. Wake up.

INT. KAREN'S BEDROOM -- SAME TIME

Karen sits up in bed. Chili lies asleep beside her. She

nudges him . . .

KAREN:

Wake up. Someone's downstairs.

Chili sits up on his elbows, listens. We can hear the TV.

KAREN:

It's Harry. Downstairs.

Chili sits up on his elbows, listens.

CHILI:

You sure?

KAREN:

He's doing the same thing you did to him, playing Letterman

on TV.

CHILI:

It's not Dave. It's a movie.

KAREN:

Are you going down?

CHILI:

I don't know.

KAREN:

(getting up)

You're as bad as Harry . . .

CHILI:

I'll go. I'll go.

He gets up, pulls on his pants and the Lakers T-shirt he

bought at the airport.

CHILI:

Hey, Karen, you have a gun? Any kind would be fine.

She shakes her head. He listens to the TV, then . . .

CHILI:

I think it's Rio Bravo.

INT. KAREN'S STUDY -- SAME TIME

The big-screen TV on loud, the big .45 in his lap. This time

it's a movie, a western, not David Letterman that's on. John

Wayne and Dean Martin shooting bad guys as Chili steps into

the doorway and looks around; the room is empty now. Chili

moves to the television and turns the volume down . . .

He 's about to walk out when the dark shape of Bo Catlett

steps into the doorway and startles him . . .

BO CATLETT:

I need the money.

CHILI:

What money?

BO CATLETT:

The three hundred grand you got from a little dry cleaner

named Leo.

CHILI:

Lemme see if I got this right, you break into Karen Flores'

house, ask me for three hundred grand, doesn't even belong

to you?

INT. KAREN'S HOUSE -- HALLWAY

As Karen comes down the stairs, she can see Bo Catlett

standing in the doorway bathed in the flickering light.

BO CATLETT (O.S.)

Give it to me, I'll be on my way.

INT. KAREN'S STUDY -- SAME TIME

As Chili shakes his head at Bo Catlett . . .

CHILI:

I can't believe the way you guys do business out here. I

can't believe how f***ed up your organization is.

BO CATLETT:

Tell you what . . .

Bo Catlett raises the .45 . . .

BO CATLETT:

How 'bout I give you to three, then I organize your f***in'

brains all over the wall back there. One . . .

CHILI:

What, you gonna shoot me now, Bo?

BO CATLETT:

In just a second. Two . . .

CHILI:

I don't believe this.

BO CATLETT:

Three.

Bo Catlett is about to fire . . . when we hear a SCREAM. Not

just any scream, but a completely professional one that

fills the house and is all over Bo Catlett so that he starts

firing before he's ready, giving Chili time to dive out of

the way as . . .

Bo Catlett begins firing all over the room . . . keeps on

firing until without thinking he blows out the TV and the

room goes dark and the scream stops. Then . . .

CHILI (V.O.)

Karen? You okay?

BO CATLETT (V.O.)

She can't talk right now.

We hear movement, then the lump goes on and we see Chili

standing beside the desk looking to the doorway where Bo

Catlett now has his hand over Karen's mouth. She struggles,

but Bo hangs on to her . . .

BO CATLETT:

That's a nice scream, lady. You oughta be in movies.

CHILI:

Alright, Bo. You can have the money . . . but it's not here.

I have to go get it.

BO CATLETT:

Okay. Fine. The meantime, I'll just hang on to her for safe

keeping.

Chili and Karen are looking at each other now.

BO CATLETT:

You know Laurel Canyon?

CHILI:

I'll find it.

BO CATLETT:

I'm at 8150 Wonderland Avenue. It's right off Laurel.

CHILI:

(looking at Karen)

Gimme an hour.

EXT. BO CATLETT'S HOUSE -- NIGHT

As Bo Catlett pulls up, drags Karen out of the car.

INT. BO CATLETT'S HOUSE -- SAME TIME

The Bear gets up off the couch as Bo Catlett shoves Karen

inside . . .

BO CATLETT:

You get the money?

BEAR:

No. What's this?

BO CATLETT:

Plan B. Here ya go, honey . . .

He shoves Karen into the bathroom and shuts the door . . .

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