Grosse Pointe Blank Page #26

Martin hangs up.

Marcella goes to it and pulls loose from underneath a shrink-

wrapped brick of $100 bills, probably a $100,000 or so.

MARCELLA:

All right!!

INT. MARTIN'S TOWN CAR

Martin makes his way down the road to the Newberry's. In the

distance, he sees a lone figure jogging on the shoulder,

away from him.

INT. GROCER'S VAN - SAME

Grocer and Company are parked off to the side, watching

Newberry, in the distance, jog toward them. A SNIPER prepares

to blow Newberry's head off.

INT. MARTIN'S TOWN CAR - SAME

As he approaches the figure, he recognizes it as Newberry,

he accelerates.

INT. GROCER'S VAN - SAME

Grocer spots Martin's car speeding at Newberry.

GROCER:

Oh sh*t...

EXT. ROAD - SAME

Newberry stops jogging and turns to face the Town Car bearing

down on him. His face goes slack, expecting to be creamed.

INT. TOWN CAR - SAME

Martin roars straight at Newberry, his engine shrieking. As

the distance between them turns from yards to feet... Martin

swerves hard, just missing Newberry and comes to a halt next

to him, blocking the Sniper's line of fire. After a moment,

Newberry opens the passenger door.

NEWBERRY:

What the f*** is the matter with

you?!

MARTIN:

Well, I was hired to kill you. It's

what I do, and come to think of it,

I told you that, but... Okay. I'm

not going to do it. Get in the car.

He does. They drive on.

MARTIN:

It's either because I'm in love with

your daughter, or because I have a

new-found respect for life. Or both.

But I don't know.

INT. GROCER'S VAN - SAME

Grocer and company watch in amazement.

GROCER'S P.O.V.

of Martin's car disappearing into Newberry's long and wooded

driveway.

GROCER:

That punk is either in love with

that guy's daughter or he has new

found respect for life... Let's go.

EXT. NEWBERRY HOUSE - SAME

Martin pulls up in front and stops. Both men scramble out

and head toward the front door at a quick clip. Newberry is

shaken; Martin seems at ease, at home in his element.

NEWBERRY:

Why? I build cars! They're paying

you to kill me? Why?

MARTIN:

It was a cost-cutting effort. They

can't afford a recall.

NEWBERRY:

It was a leaky sunroof! A design

flaw! I reported a leaky sunroof!

You want to kill me because of that?

MARTIN:

It's not me! Why does everybody think

it's personal?!

They go through the front door and shut it behind them.

INT. GROCER'S VAN - SAME

Grocer drops the van into gear and heads toward the driveway.

INT. COUNTRY SQUIRE - SAME

Lardner and McCullers approach the scene. They get within

viewing distance in time to see Grocer's Town Car turn into

the driveway.

LARDNER:

We'll go in through the woods.

INT. NEWBERRY HOUSE

Martin's briefcase is open on the large oak table. The

contents of the dossier are spilled out onto the table.

Newberry and Debi watch him, dumbstruck, as he draws a huge

Desert Eagle automatic and jerks back the slide. He turns to

Debi.

MARTIN:

I was sitting in my house on prom

night wearing that Goddamned rented

tuxedo, a corsage in one hand, a

bottle of champagne in the other. So

I was just sitting there, and then

the whole night flashed before my

eyes, and it struck me like a bullet

in the head-- I realized, finally,

and for the first time, that... I

wanted to kill somebody. So I figured

because I loved you so much, that'd

it'd be a good idea if I didn't see

you anymore. But now I'm different.

He turns and points the gun at the front door and FIRES two

shots through it, leaving two baseball-size holes in the

door.

Martin bolts out of the room toward the back of the house.

Debi and Newberry run as fast as they can away from Martin.

Newberry opens the front door, preparing to rush out with

Debi. They stop at what they see:

NEWBERRY'S & DEBI'S P.O.V.

As ASSASSIN lies on the porch, shot dead through the door by

Martin. IN one hand is a gun, in the other is a Fuller Brush

kit. Two men, GROCER and an ASSASSIN, clamber out of van,

their guns rising up fast toward us.

Debi pulls Newberry inside, slams the front door, and locks

it. They dive away just before ten rounds hit the door from

outside.

INT. KITCHEN - SAME

Martin rushes toward the back door which is already opening.

A barrel comes through and FIRES at Martin. Martin pulls

back behind the refrigerator and returns FIRE. An ASSASSIN

comes through the door in a crouch and takes cover behind

the cooking island. Martin, yelling back to Debi...

MARTIN:

I'm in love with you. I know we can

make this work!

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