Serena and the Ratts Page #5

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Well, then you'd wouldn't

have to knock so hard

Getting into heaven

I ain't getting

into heaven

[ knock on door ]

SERENA:
What?

WOMAN:
I need

to talk to you.

[ sighs ] Hold on.

Right now, Serena.

[ knocks ]

All right. God.

Serena, this is for you.

What is it?

It's your grandfather's.

I mean, it was

your grandfather's,

and now it's yours.

He would have wanted you

to have it.

He insisted that you

were named after it.

What's it for?

I can't keep you here,

Serena.

You have to go.

Go?

This should get you a couple

of bucks at the pawnshop.

Go and stay

with a friend for a while

until you find

another place.

I'll make it up

to you someday,

I promise,

but for now,

you have to go.

What friend?

[ crying ]

Hon, can you give Jake

a bath? I'm going out.

Yeah, all right.

Where you going?

Going to the mall

with Linda.

Okay, have fun.

Don't forget.

Your father

called here again.

So what? Now he's not

allowed to call me?

He wasn't calling for you.

He wanted to talk to me.

What did he want?

Oh, you know what he wants.

So why don't you

just do it?

I wouldn't kill you

to help him out

a little bit.

I don't want to help him out,

and I don't want him

calling here for me anymore.

What are you

so afraid of?

You're not gonna get

in any trouble.

Nobody gets caught

with that sh*t.

I'm afraid

of the United States

penal system.

I'm afraid

of Jake growing up

without a father,

spiders.

I'll tell you

what I'm not afraid of,

your f***ing

Guido-Mick father

trying to strong-arm me

into being his b*tch.

[ sighs ]

I wasn't anybody's

b*tch in prison.

I'll be damned

if I'm gonna be

anybody's b*tch

out in the suburbs.

F*** you!

F*** your family.

Look, I paid you

to do a job, so do it

as I asked you.

All right, lady.

We already discussed

the terms, okay?

Just get out

of my way.

I'll get out

of your f***ing way

when you start

to f***ing listen.

No blood on my bed.

Got it?

Let me work.

I'll sort it out.

And God damn it,

stop talking.

He's gonna hear us.

[ gunshot ]

[ screams, gasps ]

[ screams ]

[ groans ]

No, no, no, no, no!

[ screams ]

Oh, no!

[ grunting ]

[ screaming ]

[ doors close ]

That's what I thought.

That's what I thought.

All right, then.

Goodbye.

What the f***

was that?!

What are you,

some kind of special?

Who did I tell you

not to shoot?

Boss.

Never mind the girl.

She's a threat.

She has to be treated

as such.

We had a deal, Ed.

Yeah, I--I know

we had a deal

until she

became a problem.

I think you'd be

hard-pressed to say

she's not a problem

after she pulled

that gun to your head.

If you can't keep

your eyes on the target,

I'll tear 'em out

of your f***ing head!

Bob, calm down.

Have a smoke.

Wipe that blood

off your face.

And as for you,

think it's time

we move on to our

primary objective.

[ gasps ]

[ people chattering ]

[ chatter continues ]

[ radio chatter ]

[ radio chatter continues ]

[ keys clatter ]

[ door creaking ]

[ water dripping ]

[ crying ]

[ dripping continues ]

[ fly buzzing ]

[ lighter clicks ]

F***ing wuss.

Goddamn amateur.

What the f*** is

your problem, anyway?

What is the matter with you?

I'll just do it alone

if you can't handle it.

I'll do it by myself.

I'll go alone.

Karl?

I thought

you were dead.

[ sighs ]

Pretty close.

What happened?

It's hard to say,

really.

We were

about three marks in,

and on the fourth,

the sh*t

just hit the fan.

My guys were inside

the house when all

the lights went out.

They went for their

flashlights, but--

It's okay. I know.

Oh, sh*t.

You look like sh*t.

Long day at the office.

Do you have any

.45 A.C.P. around here?

Yeah, in the closet there.

Have you spoken

with Boss yet?

I--I can't seem

to get ahold of him.

Karl.

We should

probably tell him

the mission has failed,

several dead.

Karl.

It was a setup.

A setup?

Boss set us up.

Suicide mission.

Oh.

He and Houlden

are working together.

The real targets

were you, the RATTS,

me and Leonard...

and The Black Coats,

minus Houlden, of course.

This is unbelievable.

It's a bit out of tune.

Yeah, a bit.

[ groans ]

Okay.

Got some painkillers

if you need any.

No.

How did you get

so bloody?

Kinda had to jump out

of a second-story window.

Jesus.

Well, I'm no miracle worker,

just lucky.

It's probably

not safe here.

It's definitely

not safe here.

[ sighs ]

We should bail.

What do you

want to do?

I'm gonna get

as much ammo as I can

and hop the next train

right out of here.

Do you want

to go with me?

Okay.

I'll meet you

at the station.

[ sighs ]

Why don't we go now?

I have a couple things

I need to do first.

Are you sure?

Do you need any help?

No, I'm all set.

[ bottle cap clinks ]

Suit yourself.

Oh, but, Serena...

Yeah?

wherever you're going...

maybe you

should wear this.

Doesn't fit.

It's adjustable.

That's not so bad,

right?

[ tires screech ]

[ tires screech ]

WOMAN:
Hey, he's got a gun.

[ women screaming ]

[ shotgun clicks ]

[ gunshot ]

[ c*cks ]

Serena.

Serena,

are you there?

Here. Have a smoke.

Settle

the f*** down.

Got a light, big guy?

I'll light it

if you come over

and calm down.

[ scoffs ]

[ sighs ]

Come on, darling.

Just tell me

you're sorry,

and we'll forget

all about this,

and I'll just walk away.

You're not walking away

from this one.

Look at us,

couple of bloody subhumans

with guns,

as if we were

made this way

by some necessity

for balance in a world

that would suffocate

without evil.

We're the tar

in their lungs, Serena,

so breathe it in.

Do you feel

special yet, doll?

God save the Queen.

MAN:
Hey!

God save the Queen.

God save the Queen.

[ stomping foot ]

God save the Queen!

God save

the f***ing Queen!

[ bell tolling ]

[ tolling continues ]

[ tolling stops ]

[ shotgun clicks ]

[ casing clinks ]

[ casing clinks ]

[ gunshots ]

[ gunshot ]

[ gunshot ]

[ gunshot ]

[ gunshots ]

[ gunshots ]

[ winces ]

[ panting ]

Where's the machine?

[ clicks ]

What machine?

Don't make me

come over there.

Oh, that's right.

The time machine.

What you're

looking for

is in the room,

second door down

on the left.

But I'm warning you.

You don't want to go

in there.

Why the hell not?

Some doors, once opened,

cannot be closed.

You don't want to see

what's behind that door.

[ gasping ]

[ grunting ]

[ sobbing ]

[ grunts ]

[ gasps ]

[ sobs ]

I suppose you

were expecting some sort

of time-travel device.

Well...

no such thing

exists.

Of course,

we scientists

have our theories.

Theories?

I'd side with

the wormhole theorists,

but we haven't gotten

very far with that.

Others believe

that time,

all of time,

exists at once.

Physically it's like

a videocassette.

It exists all at once,

but when you watch,

you move

from moment to moment,

from beginning to end.

Really,

the mental theories are

the most fascinating.

They hold

that all of reality

is--is bound together

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