Reservoir Dogs Page #10

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Mr. White calms down and puts his gun away.

Mr. Blonde returns to the persona we saw at the beginning,

talking about Madonna.

MR. BLONDE

Well, that was sure exciting.

(to Mr. White)

You're a big Lee Marvin fan,

aren't you? Me too. I don't know

about the rest of you fellas, but

my heart's

beatin fast.

(pause for a beat)

Okay you guys, follow me.

Mr. Blonde hops out of his chair and heads for the door.

The other two men just follow him with their eyes.

MR. WHITE

Follow you where?

MR. BLONDE

Down to my car.

MR. WHITE

Why?

MR. BLONDE

It's a surprise.

Mr. Blonde walks out.

13 EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

Three cars are parked out front. Mr. Blonde is walking

towards the car he drove. Mr. White and Mr. Pink are

walking behind. The Camera is HANDHELD following behind

them.

MR. PINK

We still gotta get out of here.

MR. BLONDE

We're gonna sit here and wait.

MR. WHITE

For what, the cops?

MR. BLONDE

Nice Guy Eddie.

MR. PINK

Nice Guy Eddie? What makes you

think Nice Guy's anywhere but on a

plane half way to Costa Rica?

MR. BLONDE

Cause I just talked to him. He's

on his way down here, and nobody's

going anywhere till be gets here.

MR. WHITE

You talked to Nice Guy Eddie? Why

the f*** didn't you say that in

the first place?

MR. BLONDE

You didn't ask.

MR. WHITE

Hardy-f***in-har. What did he

say?

MR. BLONDE

Stay put. Okay, fellas, take a

look at the little surprise I

brought you.

Mr. Blonde opens up the truck of his car. A handcuffed,

uniformed POLICEMAN is curled up inside the trunk.

MR. BLONDE

So while we're waitin for Nice Guy

Eddie, what say we have a little

fun finding out who the rat is.

INSERT:
TITLE CARD "MR. BLONDE".

14 INT. JOE CABOT'S OFFICE - DAY

We're inside the office of Joe Cabot. Joe's on the phone,

sitting behind his desk.

JOE:

(into phone)

Sid, I'm tellin you don't worry

about it. You had a bad couple of

months, it happens.

(pause)

Sid, Sid, Sid...Stop, you're

embarrassing me. I don't need to

be told what I already know. When

you have bad months, you do what

every business man in the

worlds does, I don't care if he's

Donald Trump or Irving the tailor.

Ya ride it out.

There's a KNOCK on Cabot's office door.

JOE:

Come in.

One of Cabot's goons, TEDDY, opens the door and steps

inside. Cabot covers the receiver with his hand and looks

towards the man.

TEDDY:

Vic Vega's outside.

JOE:

Tell him to come in.

Teddy leaves.

JOE:

(into phone)

Sid, a friend of mine's here. I

gotta go.

(pause)

Good enough, bye.

He hangs up the phone, stands, and walks around to the

front of the desk.

Teddy opens the office door, and TOOTHPICK VIC VEGA walks

in.

Toothpick Vic Vega is none other than our very own Mr.

Blonde. Vic is dressed in a long black leather seventies

style jacket.

Joe stands in front of his desk with his arms open.

The two men embrace each other. Teddy leaves, closing the

door behind him.

JOE:

How's freedom kid, pretty f***in

good, ain't it?

VIC:

It's a change.

JOE:

Ain't that a sad truth. Remy

Martin?

VIC:

Sure.

JOE:

Take a seat.

Joe goes over to his liquor cabinet. Vic sits in a chair

set in front of Joe's desk.

JOE:

(while he pours the

drink)

Who's your parole officer?

VIC:

A guy named Koons. Craig Koons.

JOE:

How is he?

VIC:

F***in a**hole, won't let me leave

the halfway house.

JOE:

Never ceases to amaze me. F***in

jungle bunny goes out there, slits

some old woman's throat for

twenty-five cents. F***in n*gger

gets Doris Day as a parole

officer. But a good fella like

you gets stuck with a ball-bustin

prick.

Joe walks back around his desk and sits in his chair.

Vic swallows some Remy.

VIC:

I just want you to know, Joe, how

much I appreciate your care

packages on the inside.

JOE:

What the hell did you expect me to

do? Just forget about you?

VIC:

I just wanted you to know, they

meant a lot.

JOE:

It's the least I could do Vic. I

wish I coulda done more.

(Joe flashes a side

grin at Vic)

Vic. Toothpick Vic. Tell me a

story? What're your plans?

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