Red Page #5

---

Do you understand?

Do you understand, Ave?

Mm-hmm.

I guess I do.

You guess you do?

Good.

Do not come back here.

And do not go

snooping around

my boys anymore.

or I'll have the Sheriff

up your ass before

you know what hit you.

Okay?

( bat cracking )

Pete:

I got it, I got it!

Sh*t!

Come on, you guys.

Let's kick some ass.

Here we go. Batter

batter batter. Swing!

- Good eye, Danny.

- Why don't you pitch over the plate?

Come on, Danny, you're

playing like my grandmother.

- Come on!

- Listen, it's all good.

Hit the next one.

Let's go.

- Outside.

- B*tch!

Pete:

Hey, take it easy, Danny.

- Danny, it's okay, man.

- Danny:
What was that, huh?

Pete:
Yo, Danny. Danny, we

got a game going on here, man.

We have two outs.

Danny, hey!

- Danny, please, man.

- Harold:
Danny!

Shut the f*** up, Harold.

Get in the car

or you're walking

your ass home.

- Pete:
Danny, come on.

- F***! F***!

Calm down, man.

What are you doing? Danny!

- We'll see you guys later.

- Harold:
Sorry.

Pete:

Danny, wait up.

Danny, come on, man.

Harold:
Danny, could you wait?

Danny, wait!

- ( engine sputtering )

- F***!

Just get in the car.

Danny, wait.

( engine revving )

Real nice.

Catch a f***ing ball, huh?

Leave me to do

all the f***ing work.

( baby crying )

Hey.

It's the goddamn

old man again.

You've been following us,

haven't you?

Why would I want

to do that?

I've seen your truck.

It's a small town.

I suppose you would now and then.

Saw you in Jenny Lind.

That's possible too.

Cut it out.

Cut it out?

You know what

I'm talking about.

I'm telling you right now,

cut it out.

Are you threatening

me, son?

I'm telling you.

I wouldn't be threatening

anyone if I were you.

Not unless you can fight

a whole lot better

than you can swing

those things.

You stupid son of a b*tch.

What are you doing

following us around, huh?

Spying on us?

Who the hell do you--

No, Danny! Danny, chill! Danny!

- Just chill.

- All right.

- Chill.

- F*** this jerk.

You got a nice swing, Pete.

Good eye too.

Not like

Miss McCormack here.

You stupid f***.

Come here.

Don't walk away from me.

I'll leave your f***ing

dentures on the sidewalk.

( groans, gasps )

You've just been

suckered, boy.

I got witnesses

all over the street

Who saw you come at me

first with a weapon.

Some of them

are old friends of mine.

So don't you try

and make a fuss of this.

I just gave you what your father

should've given you and wouldn't.

But you damn well had to have

that one way or another.

It won't bring my dog back,

but maybe you'll think twice.

And maybe you'll think of me and Red

before you let that mean streak out again.

( coughing )

- ( gasping )

- You all right?

Don't even worry about it.

( horn honks )

On the house, Ave.

( rock music playing )

Bartender:

Last one's on me, Ave.

Call it a contribution.

Good night, jack.

( phone ringing )

Joe's.

Yeah, he's here.

He's just leaving.

Ave!

What?

I'll tell him.

( fire roaring )

( sirens blaring )

( groaning )

Cup of joe?

Hmm?

- Doughnut?

- No thank you.

Somebody torched it,

all right.

Didn't even try

to cover it up.

Have them run it

for prints.

Weren't any on the rock.

Ave, I'm sorry.

Ave. I want you

to leave town, Ave.

Go on up to the lake,

have a couple of

quiet days fishing.

Heck, I might

even join you.

We both know who did this.

Everybody knows.

We've been out on this

all night, Ave.

Nobody saw anything.

You don't always need

to see the truth to know it.

Listen, Ave,

they weren't even in town.

The Sheriff checked.

They were all out at their house

up at St. Elizabeth throwing

a big 17th birthday party

for their boy Harold.

Couple of dozen witnesses,

every one of them reliable.

nobody left there

all night long.

Pete Doust too?

( hammering )

You again.

Mr. Ludlow's here, Hon.

Is Peter around,

Mr. Doust?

Uh, no. He's up

to St. Elizabeth.

Why?

Went up for the party

last night, did he?

For the party, yeah.

Why?

Well, I guess

you all didn't hear.

My store burned down

last night.

Somebody set fire to it.

I hope you're not saying

what I think you're saying.

'Cause Pete was up there,

you know, with the McCormacks

all night long with dozens

of other people.

So he had nothing to do

with that fire.

I see you all have been making

a few home improvements.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, about time,

you know?

Yeah, about time.

Sure, I know.

I was wondering,

Good help like this

doesn't come cheap.

And what I heard was

you're out of work

these days.

F*** you, Ludlow.

They're not gonna use

this story either, are they?

No, they're not.

Nobody died, am I right?

That's right.

Nobody died.

I wanted to go to

the McCormack house today...

get the father on camera

saying, "no comment,"

show everyone

what he's like--

that nothing

means nothing to him.

I pushed them, Ave.

I wouldn't let off it.

I didn't think--

They transferred me

to another affiliate--

In Boise.

I lost, Ave.

And I let you down.

( truck starts )

( crows cawing )

Oh my God.

I need to speak

with your husband, ma'am.

Oh my God.

I'm sorry.

It's your husband who needs

to see this, ma'am, not you.

Why are you

doing this to us?

I don't mean

any disrespect,

but I'm afraid you've got

that wrong, ma'am,

about who's done

what to who.

Can't you please

just leave us alone?

Where is he,

Mrs. McCormack?

Right here.

Goddamn lunatic

coming here.

Sometimes the only way

to know a thing, Mr. McCormack,

is to know it first hand.

- You're trespassing.

- See it,

taste it,

touch it.

And then you'll know it.

Somebody burned my store

down last night.

A few nights back,

somebody threw a rock

through my window.

But I'm not here

about any of that.

I'm here...

about this.

Get that goddamn thing

out of here.

Now, Ludlow!

In a minute

when you tell me what

you're gonna do about it.

I'm not gonna do

sh*t about it.

You stupid old f***!

You just don't f***ing listen.

- No, Danny, don't!

- ( gunshot )

( all shouting )

Dad!

Let my boy go!

God damn it, let him go!

Put it down.

Put it down.

That's simple.

Put it down.

- Okay...

- ( sobs )

...Now we're

gonna get up

- real slowly.

- It's okay, Danny.

Knees first.

Then all the way.

Ma'am, I'd be

obliged

If you'd throw me that

hand towel you have there.

Much obliged.

( Danny grunts )

I'm taking him into town.

Trespassing's one thing,

and I guess

I'm guilty there,

but weapon

assault's another.

And I never knew anyone

who'd shoot a suspected

intruder in the ear

at point-blank range

in broad daylight.

And I don't think

the police will either.

And who knows,

Mr. McCormack?

We might make the

papers this time. Huh?

I'd appreciate it

very much

if you'd cover up my dog

for me again, ma'am.

I'll be back for him.

Danny, it's okay.

You're driving.

( winces )

Go on.

Go easy.

It's a damn bumpy road.

You're f***ing crazy.

In that case, you better do

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes