Killing Zoe Page #10

OLIVER:

[Don't f*** with me! Don't f*** with

me!]

He grabs the gun from the dead security guards limp grip.

Eric storms in. He isn't wearing his mask.

ERIC:

[What the f*** is going on!?]

Zoey notices Eric, she remembers him.

OLIVER:

(pointing at the dead man)

[This crazy f*** shot Ricardo!]

Eric looks over at Ricardo and then at the carnage.

Then everybody notices he isn't wearing a mask.

JEAN:

(quietly)

[Eric, your mask.]

ERIC:

Oh sh*t.

Then Oliver yanks his off.

OLIVER:

Who gives a damn if they see us or not

anyway! I can't see a f***ing think in

this!

Everyone takes their masks off.

ERIC:

[Is this what happens? Is this what

happens when I walk away for five

minutes?]

CLAUDE:

[He had a hidden gun.]

ERIC:

(mimicking a little child)

[He had a hidden gun.]

(then back to normal)

[I don't care!]

Then, one of the bank customers, a MALE TOURIST, speaks up.

MALE TOURIST:

(holding up his passport)

This is insane! I am a U.S. citizen!

You must let me go!

Eric looks at him.

MALE TOURIST:

I'm an American! American! I'm just

here exchanging dollars. If it wasn't

for my country you'd all be speaking

German!

Eric is tired of this outburst, he shoots him.

Everyone screams.

ERIC:

(to the people)

[I have had enough of this nonsense! The

next person that speaks will die!]

Everyone is quiet.

Francois is sitting on the floor bleeding from his arm.

JEAN:

[Eric, I'm sorry. Things got out of

hand. But we're in control now.]

ERIC:

[Good. Let's try to keep it that way.

God what a mess.]

CLAUDE:

Eric

ERIC:

[What the f*** is it now!? You want me

to hold your hand as you take a piss?]

CLAUDE:

[I have a question.]

ERIC:

[What?]

CLAUDE:

[Do we know if the alarm went off or

not?]

ERIC:

[Yes.]

CLAUDE:

[We do?]

ERIC:

[Yes. It didn't go off. If it had the

police would be here and our whole plan

would be f***ed. But they're not here,

and our plan isn't f***ed. So if there

aren't any more f***ing stupid questions

I'll go downstairs and see if we're in

yet. Is that okay with you?]

Claude nods.

Then, the phone rings.

Everyone looks at it.

ERIC:

[I thought the phones were dead.]

It rings again.

OLIVER:

The phones are dead.

Eric grabs a WOMAN TELLER who is crying hysterically and

lifts her to her feet.

He drags her to the ringing phone.

ERIC:

[Answer it!]

She is crying too hard.

Eric puts his gun to her head.

ERIC:

[Answer it or you will die.]

She slowly picks up the phone.

WOMAN TELLER:

(answering phone through tears)

Banque Internationale de Paris.

She pauses, then hands the phone to Eric.

WOMAN TELLER:

[It's for you.]

Eric takes the phone and pushes her to the floor.

He puts the receiver to his ear.

ERIC:

(into phone)

[Hello.]

(pause)

[Who is this?]

Eric motions to Oliver to check the windows.

Oliver runs over and peeks out the blinds.

OLIVER:

Oh my God! The police!

ERIC:

(into phone)

[What do you want?]

Eric looks around at the dead bodies.

ERIC:

(into phone)

[We're all fine in here.]

Oliver is pacing back and forth wildly. He starts loading

extra ammo into his weapon.

ERIC:

(into phone)

[No. I'll tell you what, you go f***

yourself you f***ing pig. You send

anyone near this building and I'll kill

the first person I lay my hands on. I've

got plenty hostages here to kill so don't

even think of coming in.]

(pause)

[Just stay put. We'll call you when

we're ready. In the mean time, have a

nice day.]

Eric hangs up the phone, and then leaves it off the hook.

CLAUDE:

[The silent alarm must have gone off

after all!]

ERIC:

[Shut the f*** up! The alarm didn't do

sh*t. For all we know your idiot

shooting brought them here. Anyhow it

doesn't matter. Nothing has changed.]

JEAN:

[My God! The police! What are we going

to do?]

ERIC:

[Nothing. We don't have to do anything.

The plan stays the same, just slightly

different.]

Then Eric catches sight of Zoey, their eyes lock. Eric

smiles and winks. Then he turns to Jean with a whisper.

ERIC:

[If the police decide to come in...kill

them. And if you don't mind, stack those

bodies somewhere else. This place is a

f***ing mess and it's bad for morale.]

Then he takes off downstairs, smiling. Jean is a little

stumped.

INT. BANK - RESERVE VAULT AREA - DAY

As Eric walks down the stairs and through the reserve vault

area a look of intense concentration washes over his face.

You can see that a trillion calculations are being made in

his brain...the question is: are there any answers?

CUT TO:

INT. BANK - VAULT ANTECHAMBER - DAY

Zed is drilling now with a hand drill. He removes it and

blows into the hole. Shavings come out.

Eric comes trotting into the antechamber whistling.

ZED:

(turning to Eric)

What's going on?

ERIC:

Nothing. They were just scaring them.

ZED:

Well, did you tell them to stay quiet?

ERIC:

Yes. They're a**holes. Just having fun.

Zed looks into the hole.

He has drilled into the vault door, revealing some wiring.

ZED:

F***ed up my drill bit.

ERIC:

It's okay. You can buy another one.

Zed takes out a volt meter from his briefcase and inserts the

two prongs into the hole.

ZED:

Cross your fingers.

Eric does.

The volt meter's needle jumps.

ZED:

Perfect.

ERIC:

Excellent. What next?

ZED:

We find the fuse box. It'll probably be

upstairs.

Zed gets up.

ERIC:

It's okay. I'll find it for you.

ZED:

No. I need to see it myself.

Zed jumps up and into the storage/elevator area with Eric

close behind him.

ERIC:

I think it would be better if I looked

for you. I could--

INT. BANK - STORAGE/ELEVATOR AREA - DAY

Instead of walking upstairs, Zed finds the fuse box right in

the next room.

ZED:

Hold on. Here she is.

Eric is a bit relieved.

Zed opens it up.

ZED:

Let's see.

He looks through the fuses and then finds the one he wants.

ZED:

Okay, you throw this fuse switch off and

then back on when I call to you. Any

other switch may set off the alarm.

Eric smirks.

ERIC:

Oh, I wouldn't want to do that.

ZED:

(serious)

Got it?

ERIC:

(nodding)

Got it.

Zed goes back to the vaults.

INT. BANK - VAULT ANTECHAMBER - DAY

Zed trots back to the Poseidon vault door and quickly grabs a

little gizmo from out of his briefcase. It is a little home-

made black box with a series of LED's on it and two wires

coming out of one side with alligator clips on the end.

Three other wires are also coming out of it.

He slips the alligator clips into the hole and latches them.

He then tapes one of the wires to the vault itself.

The two remaining wires he hooks up to a large twelve volt

battery.

ZED:

Come on sweetie don't fail me now.

He looks toward the door leading to the reserve vault area.

ZED:

(calling to Eric)

Ready?!

ERIC(O.S.)

(calling back)

Ready!

Zed turns on his little box, the LED's start flickering.

ZED:

Now!

The lights go out and then back on.

There is a whirring sound from the vault door.

The LED's quickly go from red to green.

There is a loud, heavy clicking as the vault door unlocks.

ZED:

Open seasame.

Zed smiles and swings the door open revealing the interior of

the Poseidon vault.

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