Reservoir Dogs Page #9

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MR. PINK

Mr. Blonde! You okay? We thought

you might've gotten caught. What

happened?

Mr. Blonde doesn't answer, he just hops off the counter

and starts walking around the warehouse, checking the

place out.

He doesn't look at either Mr. Pink or Mr. White, he

just eats his hot dog and sips his coke.

This is making Pink and White nervous as hell. But Mr.

Pink tries to talk through it.

We HANDHOLD follow Mr. Blonde around the warehouse.

MR. PINK

Really, how did you get away?

Mr. Blonde walks the loft. Silent.

MR. PINK

You saw what happened to me,

I found a hole and booked.

Silence.

MR. PINK

Where's Mr. Blue?

Blonde looks in the bathroom.

MR. PINK

We were hopin you two would be

together.

Blonde looks out the window.

MR. PINK

That was the big question we had,

what happened to Mr.

Blue and you?

Blonde walks away from the window.

MR. PINK

We were worried the cops got ya.

Blonde bends down over Mr. Orange.

MR. PINK

He got it in the belly. He's

still alive, but won't be for

long.

MR. WHITE

Enough! You better start talkin

to us, a**hole, cause we got sh*t

we need to talk about. We're

already freaked out, we need you

actin freaky like we need a f***in

bag on our hip.

Mr. Blonde looks at his two partners in crime, then moves

towards them.

MR. BLONDE

So, talk.

MR. WHITE

We think we got a rat in the

house.

MR. PINK

I guarantee we got a rat in the

house.

MR. BLONDE

What would ever make you think

that?

MR. WHITE

Is that supposed to be funny?

MR. PINK

We don't think this place is safe.

MR. WHITE

This place just ain't secure

anymore. We're leaving, and you

should go with us.

MR. BLONDE

Nobody's going anywhere.

Silence takes over the room. Mr. Blonde stops moving.

After a few beats the silence is broken.

MR. WHITE

(to Mr. Pink)

Piss on this turd, we're outta

here.

Mr. White turns to leave.

MR. BLONDE

Don't take another step, Mr.

White.

Mr. White explodes, raising his gun and charging towards

Mr. Blonde.

MR. WHITE

F*** you, maniac! It's your

f***in fault we're in so much

trouble.

Mr. Blonde calmly sits down. He looks to Mr. Pink.

MR. BLONDE

(referring to Mr.

White)

What's this guy's problem?

MR. WHITE

What's my problem? Yeah, I gotta

problem. I gotta big problem with

any trigger-happy madman who

almost gets me shot!

MR. BLONDE

What're you talkin about?

MR. WHITE

That f***in shooting spree in the

store.

MR. BLONDE

F*** 'em, they set off the alarm,

they deserve what they got.

MR. WHITE

You almost killed me, a**hole! If

I had any idea what type of guy

you were, I never would've agreed

to work with you.

MR. BLONDE

You gonna back all day, little

doggie, or are you gonna bite?

MR. WHITE

What was that? I'm sorry, I

didn't catch it. Would you repeat

it?

MR. BLONDE

(slowly)

I said:
"Are you gonna bark all

day, dog, or are you gonna bite."

MR. PINK

Both of you two a**holes knock it

the f*** off and calm down!

MR. WHITE

(to Mr. Blonde)

So you wanna git bit, huh?

MR. PINK

Cut the bullshit, we ain't on a

f***in playground!

(pause)

I don't believe this sh*t, both of

you got ten years on me, and I'm

the only one actin like a

professional. You guys act like a

bunch of f***in n*ggers. You ever

work a job with a bunch of

n*ggers? They're just like you

two, always fightin, always sayin

they're gonna kill one another.

MR. WHITE

(to Mr. Pink)

You said yourself, you

thought about takin him out.

MR. PINK

Then. That time has passed.

Right now, Mr. Blonde is the only

one I completely trust. He's too

f***in homicidal to be workin with

the cops.

MR. WHITE

You takin his side?

MR. PINK

F*** sides! What we need is a

little solidarity here.

Somebody's stickin a red hot poker

up our asses and we gotta find out

whose hand's on the handle. Now I

know I'm no piece of sh*t...

(referring to Mr.

White)

And I'm pretty sure you're a good

boy...

(referring to Mr.

Blonde)

And I'm f***in positive you're on

the level. So let's figure out

who's the bad guy.

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