Natural Born Killers Page #18

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101.

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MICKEY:

What I did for fun for starters.

(thinking)

Well, something I use to do...

always was a lot of fun...

(pause)

No, scratch that. Let me think

of something else. In fact, why

don't we come back to that

question. Ask me something else.

WAYNE:

Do you miss Mallory?

MICKEY:

Of course, I miss Mallory. She's

my wife. I haven't seen her in a

long time. What a stupid

question.

WAYNE:

Then was it worth it?

MICKEY:

Was what worth it?

WAYNE:

Was massacring all those people

worth being separated from your

wife for the rest of your life?

Mickey takes a drag from his cigarette.

MICKEY:

Do you think up these questions

or the girl with no tongue?

WAYNE:

No, Mickey, I can't let you get

away with that sh*t. Answer the

question. Was it worth it? You

haven't seen, heard, or smelled

Mallory in a year. Was it worth

it?

MICKEY:

Was an instant of purity worth a

lifetime lie? Yeah, it was.

WAYNE:

Excuse me, did you say an instant

of purity? What was the instant of

purity? The bodies you left behind

on your bloody trail?

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102.

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MICKEY:

That's only part of it. I mean,

it's a big, big, big part. But

it's only the chorus, it's not the

whole song.

WAYNE:

(passionately)

Please explain to me, Mickey,

where's the purity that you

couldn't live without in fiveyear-

old Danny Hillhouse's blown

off head? Where's the purity in

forty-eight people who are no

longer on this planet because

they met you and Mallory? What's

so f***ing pure about that?

CAMERA ZOMMS IN ON Mickey's face. Mickey looks at

Wayne, takes a slow drag off his cigarette.

MICKEY:

Where the purity comes into play -

The image on the screen begins to flutter, and then

jams.

White leader fills the screen.

SCOTT (V.O.)

Camera Jam! I'm sorry, Wayne.

God.

WAYNE (V.O.)

F***ing dammit! Mickey hold onto

that thought. Reload, quick!

INT. HOLDING CELL -DAY

We're BACK TO COLOR 35 mm.

WHITE LEADER FADES to reveal the wall of the holding

cell. CAMERA PANS ONTO Mallory on the floor, splashing

water on her face from the holding cell toilet. The

pain has started to subside.

All wet, she lies down on the ground and sings:

MALLORY:

(singing)

Love is a hurtin' thang,

and it leaves a fiery sting.

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103.

CONTINUED:

SCOTT (V.O.)

Okay. Okay, we're up again.

WAYNE (V.O.)

Roll it. Save the slate.

CUT TO:

INT. SUPPLY ROOM (16MM -BLACK & WHITE)

We're looking THROUGH Scott's CAMERA again on a new roll

of film.

WAYNE:

You just said an instant of

purity was preferrable to a

lifetime lie. I don't understand.

What's so pure about forty-eight

dead bodies?

MICKEY:

You'll never understand. Me and

you, Wayne, we're not even the

same species. I used to be you...

then I evolved. From where you're

standing, you're a man. From where

I'm standing, you're a ape. I'm

here... I'm right here... and you

... you're somewhere else, man.

You say why? I say why not?

WAYNE:

Tell me about the purity.

MICKEY:

(laughing)

It's not that easy, Wayne.

Donuts and a smoke only get you

so far. You're gonna have to

do your job.

WAYNE:

(laughs)

Okay... okay... I'll buy that.

We'll move on and come back later.

MICKEY:

I'm sure we will.

WAYNE:

Describe Mallory.

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104.

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MICKEY:

Describe Mallory? Okay. She's

pretty, she's got blonde hair,

two eyes, two feet, two hands,

ten fingers...

WAYNE:

Don't play dumb with me, Mickey.

You know what I mean. Describe

Mallory.

(points at his head)

What's up here?

(points at his heart)

What's in here?

MICKEY:

That's indescribable.

WAYNE:

Well, riddle me this, Batman.

How do you feel about the fact

that you're never gonna see

Mallory again?

MICKEY:

(smiles)

Says who?

WAYNE:

Says the United States of America.

MICKEY:

(laughs)

When have they ever been right?

The crew laughs (O.S.)

MICKEY:

(laughs)

Hey, just like Soupy Sales.

INT. JAIL CORRIDOR -DAY

Scagnetti walks down the hallway leading to the supply

room. His face is a patchwork of medical tape, to set

his broken nose. Bloody cotton protrudes from each

nostril.

INT. SUPPLY ROOM -DAY

Scagnetti walks into the supply room. Mickey is explaining

to Wayne "Why he's killed all those people."

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105.

CONTINUED:

Scagnetti can't believe what he's seeing; the entire room

is in rapture.

MICKEY:

... one night I was asleep, and a

noise wakes me up. I thought, 'Oh

sh*t, somebody's broken in.' I

didn't own a gun, so I go into the

living room with a f***ing umbrella.

Okay, it turned out to be nothing.

God made the noise. Who knows?

SCAGNETTI:

(whispers)

How's it goin'?

WURLITZER:

(whispers)

Shhh! I wanna hear this.

Wurlitzer sees Scagnetti's bandaged face.

WURLITZER:

What the hell happened to you?

SCAGNETTI:

You should see the other b*tch.

What time you got?

WURLITZER:

Two-thirty. Shhh...

CAMERA LEAVES THEM AND TRAVELS the room, studying the

faces of the deputies, Unruly Julie, Roger, and Wayne as

they listen to Mickey's story.

MICKEY:

But I came to the decision I need

a gun. So, the next day I started

off early for work, and I'm gonna

stop by a gun shop and pick up a

little home protection. I walked

into the place and had never seen

so many guns in all my life. So,

I'm lookin' around, then this

really nice sales guy comes up to

me. His name was Warren. I'll

never forget his name. He was

really nice. Anyway, Warren showed

me all these different models of

guns. Magnums, automatics,

pistols, Walters. And I ask to

see a shotgun.

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

106.

CONTINUED:

MICKEY (CONT'D)

He brings me a Mossberg pump

action shotgun. As soon as I held

that baby in my hands, I knew what

I was gonna do. It felt so good.

It felt like it was a part of me.

They had a mirror in the store. I

looked at myself holding it, and

looked so f***in' good, I

immediately bought it. Bought a

bunch of boxes of ammo. Turned my

car around, drove to Mallory's

house, we took care of Mallory's

parents, packed up the car, and

we were off.

DISSOLVE TO:

SAME SCENE:

SHOT THROUGH Scott's CAMERA.

MEDIUM CLOSEUP ON MICKEY

MICKEY:

Everybody thought I'd gone crazy.

The cops, my mom, everybody. But

you see, they all missed the

point of the story. I wasn't

crazy. But when I was holding the

shotgun, it all became clear. I

realized for the first time my one

true calling in life. I'm a

natural born killer.

WAYNE:

Okay, let's cut it.

BACK TO color 35 mm.

WAYNE:

(to Scott)

Did ya get that?

Unruly Julie hands Wayne a notebook. He starts flipping

pages.

SCOTT:

It's gonna be beautiful.

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107.

CONTINUED:

WAYNE:

Super cool.

(to Mickey)

This is great stuff. How ya

doin'?

MICKEY:

I could go for a Coke.

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