Murderland Page #6

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MATTHEW:

It's sounds so much better when you say

it. I'm semi traditional here, and it's

important that I ask. Will you go out

with me ?

SAUNDRA:

Yes.

MATTHEW:

Really ? On a date ?

SAUNDRA:

Yes.

MATTHEW:

This is too easy, I mean I had a speech

prepared, then I even wore these pants

because I could get on my knees to

grovel.

SAUNDRA:

As appealing as that sounds...

MATTHEW:

Dinner at my place then ? Say, seven

o'clock ?

SAUNDRA:

Sure.

Saundra leaves.

From the next cube leans over JEFF,24 and a little

unshaven and wearing a loud suit and tie. Jeff is

equally free of any real responsibility.

JEFF:

I can't believe she said yes !

MATTHEW:

I know. Normally I'd have to spend

weeks laying down the leg work to land

a beautiful baby like that.

JEFF:

You are so lucky that Zach didn't get

there first.

MATTHEW:

You mean Mr. Bad Ties ? I wasn't

worried about him. He's one of those

guys who has a wardrobe but no

personality. Saundra doesn't want that.

She wants someone who can MAKE her

laugh. Not someone she can laugh AT.

They both crack up at this and ZACH walks away.

INT. MAIN STREET, MURDERLAND - DAY

Bruce & Johnny are repairing the Merry Go Round of

horses that fire bullets. There are tools and parts

lying about.

Bruce is wearing only a tank top and is using a wrench

on the large piece of the motor.

Johnny looks very bored and is twirling a 9 millimeter

pistol like a cowboy.

BRUCE:

Hand me the 3/8ths.

JOHNNY:

Here. Am I ever going to get to run the

controls for one these capers ?

BRUCE:

When I think you're ready.

JOHNNY:

When will that be ?

BRUCE:

When you are ready.

JOHNNY:

Look, you're going to have to start

trusting me sometime. I am a

trustworthy person.

BRUCE:

Trust is earned not given away.

JOHNNY:

RESPECT is earned not given away, trust

is given away to anybody.

BRUCE:

Not down here. I'll start trusting you

when I feel there the time is right.

It's not personal, it's just survival.

JOHNNY:

I've been working with you for four

years, don't you think that's worthy of

at least one turn at the controls ?

BRUCE:

No.

Johnny gets up and walks around him.

JOHNNY:

I made my bones on the street, you

know. I did Riglioni in his own house.

I was made in the Family, okay.

BRUCE:

And who bailed you out when a hit was

put on you, you sorry sack of sh*t. Who

put you up ? Who gave you a job ?

JOHNNY:

You did.

BRUCE:

That's right. Now who needs to trust

who ? Trust me, when you're ready to

work the controls, I'll put you in the

hot seat.

Johnny stands for a long moment.

JOHNNY:

I just think that maybe I am.....

Bruce just sighs out loud and then turns a switch and

the Merry Go Round horses begin to fire right towards

JOHHNY. They hit right at his feet. He dances a little

jig around the bullets

JOHNNY (CONT'D)

Jesus Christ ! Stop Stop Stop !

They stop, and Bruce is laughing hysterically.

JOHNNY:

You a**hole ! They could have missed !

INT. NIGHTINGALE'S BAR - DAY

This is a small bar in an alley in Manhattan. It looks

as though no one has entered it in decades. It's run

down and dusty. The lights are off.

Zach enters through the front door. He sits at the bar.

JOHNNY comes in from the back.

JOHNNY:

Hey, Mr. Executive. Buy you a drink

sailor ?

ZACH:

We have new "guests" for the park. I

have a file on them. May I see Bruce ?

JOHNNY:

He's been expecting you.

He points the way to the broom closet. They go in and

the back of the closet opens up into an elevator.

Both of them enter.

INT. ELEVATOR, MURDERLAND - DAY

This elevator is like the service elevators at the back

of a hotel that only the janitors see, only smaller. It

can barely fit these two.

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