Grosse Pointe Blank Page #14

The woman turns at Martin and smiles. Martin smiles back.

MARTIN:

So it's not a meaningful symbol, or

anything. That badge is just the

badge of your company. If I look

suspicious on your customers' property--

well, under those heightened

circumstances you have the authority

to, ah... To shoot me.

SOUTHTEC GUARD:

To shoot you. Correct.

MARTIN:

How did you get this job?

SOUTHTEC GUARD:

Well, they were hiring, and it was

only a two week course...

MARTIN:

(pleasantly)

Wow.

Paul walks the happy couple down the steps.

PAUL:

(to couple)

...What more can I say.

HUSBAND:

(smiling)

We'll talk soon.

PAUL:

(much hand gesturing)

You'll be raising your new family in

a work of art. A work of art in a

work of art.

Paul looks at Martin and the Guard, inviting them into the

sell.

SOUTHTEC GUARD:

I'm sure you'll be very happy.

All look to Martin....

MARTIN:

(heartfelt)

When my time comes, if it ever does,

I want a beautiful, normal place

like this... and a wife like you...

All are confused. Martin thumbs to the guard.

MARTIN:

...and you'll be safe here...

Paul looks at his shoes and rolls his shoulders.

EXT. FRANK LLOYD WRIGHT HOUSE

Lardner and McCullers sit in the wagon, watching the house

in the distance.

INT. PAUL'S BMW - LATER

Martin and Paul cut through a particularly charming

neighborhood.

PAUL:

Now. I don't make a habit of pimping

my friends, but there is one prime

little piece of land that you must

see...

MARTIN'S P.O.V.

A sprawling gingerbread mansion rises into view. A long and

winding driveway cuts through thickly wooded property to the

house.

MARTIN (V.O.)

Debi's house.

PAUL (V.O.)

Kind of crept up on you, didn't it?

C.U. OF MARTIN

MARTIN:

No. You drove us here.

PAUL:

Yeah, but it's still kind of eerie,

isn't it?

MARTIN:

No.

Martin's not listening. His eyes track the house out the

window.

MARTIN'S P.O.V.

of the mansion.

They roll slowly by Debi's house.

They drive in silence for a beat. Paul suddenly swerves to

the shoulder, jams the brake, and turns on Martin.

PAUL:

Ten years. What happened!?

MARTIN:

I freaked out, joined the Army, worked

for the government, and went into

business for myself... I'm a

professional killer.

PAUL:

Thank you.

Paul, satisfied, gets back on the road.

PAUL:

Professional killer, huh? Does that

come with a good HMO?

EXT. ROAD - DAY

Paul makes a turn. They approach a large car dealership. The

sign above it says

"DESTEPHANO'S BAVARIAN MOTOR WORKS"

MARTIN:

(looking ahead)

He sells BMW's?

PAUL:

He sold me this bad boy.

MARTIN:

How could you put your hard-earned

dollars into the hands of the class

bully?

PAUL:

He gave me a great deal.

MARTIN:

Mein Dealer.

Paul slows outside the lot. BOB DESTEPHANO-- a big, angry-

looking man in an expensive suit-- stands in the lot, puffing

up amidst his stable of expensive cars.

PAUL:

Hey! Bob! The car's running great.

BOB:

(dismissive)

Glad to hear it.

Bob turns his back on them and begins to walk away.

MARTIN:

(shouts)

Bob...

BOB:

(turning)

What?

MARTIN:

It's me. Martin Blank.

BOB:

Really...? So what?

MARTIN:

Okay. See you later.

EXT. RADIO STATION - NIGHT

Martin climbs out of Paul's car and begins to walk toward

his own. Paul calls after him.

PAUL:

See you at the left-a-boy-came-back-

a-man-made-good party.

Martin nods him off. Paul pulls away.

MARTIN:

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