Gone in Sixty Seconds Page #4

MEMPHIS:

Atley Jackson came to see me ...

HELEN RAINES:

Atley Jackson. How is that one?

How's the leg... ?

He looks at her ... Beat ...

MEMPHIS:

Why didn't you tell me?

HELEN RAINES:

I couldn't. I didn't want you to

worry. I thought held sort himself

out. I hardly see him. He comes and

goes. He's in trouble, isn't he?

MEMPHIS:

He's in some trouble ...

HELEN RAINES:

I knew it. He's changed, Randall. He's a

different boy. He's lost that... That

sweetness ... It's gone ... And I don't

know what to do ...

MEMPHIS:

You getting my checks ... ?

HELEN RAINES:

Of course ...

ANGLE - RUBY. He's on the PHONE in the kitchen...One eye

on Memphis and Helen --

RUBY:

Detective Castlebeck... It's me ...

Yeah... You ain't never gonna guess

who just come in to visit his Ma --

BACK TO - MEMPHIS AND HELEN RAINES ...

HELEN RAINES (cont'd)

You haven't spoken to him in a

while, I guess...

MEMPHIS:

He doesn't return my calls. or my

letters ...

HELEN RAINES:

Kipling was sixteen when you left, baby.

I don't know what you remember of him.

But you should brace yourself

And, on her sad smile, we PRE-LAP Sammy Hagar's "I Can't Drive 55"

and SLAM CUT TO:

INT. "THE SIDE POCKET" - POOL HALL - NIGHT

A dozen tables... Smells of blue chalk and whiskey... The juke box

cranked... We take it to the back of the joint ... Where Kip, and

Tumbler and Mirror Man are knocking a rack... Freb sits nearby,

with a few badly made-up GIRLS...

TUMBLER:

... so ... It's my new move ... It's called

"The Stranger." What I do is, I sit on

my hand for 10 minutes. Till it falls

asleep. Till it's good and numb. No feeling.

And then I jerk off.

GIRL:

That's disgusting -

FREB:

What's the point, man -- ?

TUMBLER:

Cos it's like you're bein' done by a stranger

... It rocks ... It's the power move of the

New Millennium...

He sinks another ball. A kid, 15, TOBY - comes up to them.

TOBY:

Hey, Kip, what's up?

KIP:

What do you say, Toby?,

TOBY:

I'm cool -

TUMBLER:

What do you want, shithead?

TOBY:

Why you gotta front me like that? I'm

talking to Kip --

TUMBLER:

Why don't you leave him alone?

TOBY:

I known Kip longing than you, man ...

TUMBLER:

Oooh, ain't you the lucky duck --

FREB:

Any word, Kip -- ?

KIP:

No ... And they won't take my calls ...

FREB:

What does that mean -- ?

KIP:

It ain't what you'd call a "good sign"

He groks their fear...

KIP (cont'd)

Look - we managed to get 13 in a week.

We just gotta step it up ...

FREB:

But we only got till Friday. That's

four days. And we lost the 13. So's

we gotta start over ...

Kip looks at him...

KIP:

That, too ...

(off of Freb's look of fright)

Don't sweat it, Freb. We're cool.

ANGLE THE FRONT DOOR. For Memphis has entered. He

clocks the room. Sees them at the rear ... Walks back

KIP:

It can be done, man. We just gotta

step it up... It's a challenge ...

MIRROR MAN:

The challenge is not to get our nuts

cut-off and shoved down our throats ...

TUMBLER:

Can I help you, pal -- ?

And Kip looks up ... To see Memphis there ...

MEMPHIS:

Hey, Kip ...

KIP:

Hello, Memphis --

TUMBLER:

"Memphis?" You're Memphis?

MEMPHIS:

That's right...

TUMBLER:

Damn. Damn, damn, damn ...

FREB:

Memphis. Holy sh*t. It's an honor,

man --

And he pumps his hand... Memphis continues to stare at Kip

KIP:

It's good to see ya, man. You changed

your look -

MEMPHIS:

You, too

Hold the stare... The others are excited...

FREB:

What are you doing back, Memphis?

MEMPHIS:

Little visit. Check on the family.

KIP:

It's nice to see ya, man -

He smiles ... Memphis eyeballs him... Toby is there ...

TOBY:

Hey, Memphis. Remember me? Toby

Walker. I live next door ...

MEMPHIS:

Sure. Hey, Toby. You grew up

TOBY:

Yeah, I'm cool ...

And Memphis turns back to Kip, who's picked up a pool cue.

KIP:

Who's got next game -- ?

And he makes to rack 'em up ... Then:

MIRROR MAN:

I get it. You ain't gotta be a genius:

Memphis come back to save our bacon!

TUMBLER:

Shut-up, Mirror Man --

FREB:

Izzat true? You come back to save our

bacon?

MIRROR MAN:

Of course it's true. He come to save

his brother's dangling ass --

KIP:

That can't be it. Cos we don't need

saving

FREB:

We don't -- ?

MEMPHIS:

He give you an advance -- ?

MIRROR MAN:

Hell, yeah. Ten larger man

Kip shoots him a look... As if he's spoken out of turn ...

MEMPHIS:

You just give 'im back the money.

All's well...

The others look glum... Kip laughs ... Long and hard...

KIP:

"Give lim back the money." "Give 'im

back the money..." Be nice. If only

we didn't drink the money. And smoke

the money. And buy Nikes with the

money. And Sony Play Stations with the

money. And dirty girls with the

money...

And Kip sinks a ball ... Memphis looks at the others ... They

nod... It's true ... The money's gone ...

KIP:

But don't worry, man. Things are all

sweetness and light here...

TUMBLER:

Things are all leafy and suburban ...

MIRROR MAN:

The hell they are --

KIP:

Sure they are. Although we do appreciate the

gesture, Memphis. But we do got it handled...

And it was nice to see you -- -

Memphis nods ... Looks at all of them... Smiles ... And then

REACHES OUT, GRABBING Kip by the collar, yanking him to his feet

and in close, nose to nose ...

MEMPHIS:

You listen to me, baby brother. You fancy

yourself some reat neat tough guy scumbum,

well, woop-tee-doo, little puppy with a

poundcake. But I remember the days when you

used to steal my Colorforms and eat 'em...

So you can't stop me from saving your

"dangling ass' if that's what I feel like

doing...

And with that, he shoves Kip back down into his seat, toppling the

table, bottles and glasses crashing... And barrels away from them,

the crowd parting like a wound...

Kip's crew left stunned, flustered, and maybe a bit impressed...

TUMBLER:

Damn... Homeboy's on the dazzle ...

And, off of Kip's furious look, we CUT TO:

EXT. LONG BEACH HARBOR - NIGHT

A chill in the air. Memphis walks toward a range of lowslung

buildings ...

EXT. WOODBURN SCRAP AND METAL - NIGHT

A virtual cityscape of dismantled automobile carcasses, piled up

high for as far as the eye can see ... A huge FORK LIFT scoops up

a wreck and hauls it over to the CRUSHER... Watch as the car is

FLATTENED, for easy shelving ...

Midnight auto nonpareil ... To one side of the yard is a GARAGE:

Watch as a HONDA ACCORD, with a BLOODY WINDSHIELD, enters the

garage. A young Mexican KID driving.

A SIGN:
"LOCK YOUR CAR OR IT MAY BE GONE IN 60 SECONDS!"

INT. GARAGE - CHOP SHOP

A CAR is CHOPPED ... Pulled apart ... Fenders, doors, panels,

interiors, air bags ...

EXT. WOODBURN SCRAP AND METAL - FRONT ENTRANCE

Memphis knocks on the door ... A dog-faced MAN opens it ...

DOG-FACE

Yeah -- ?

MEMPHIS:

Randall Raines to see Mr. Calitri ...

INT. WOODBURN SCRAP AND METAL

Memphis follows Dog-face to the back of this building. Follows him

into another room. Which is

A WORKSHOP:

An enormous WOODWORKING SHOP, fully tricked-out with state-of-the-

art table saws and drill presses, jointers and power planes.

An antique treadle lathe stands in one corner. A stock layout of

expensive woods - oak, birch, maple, cherry, mahogany - is stacked

against the rear wall ...

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