The Boondock Saints Page #24

They exit. Rayvie and Donna are hugging each other, crying.

RAYVIE:

Is my... I mean it's not really...?

DONNA:

No. No. It's not fat.

INT. CAR EARLY EVENING

Rocco is in the back. Connor is driving.

ROCCO:

Those rat fucks! All of them were

all laughing at me man!

MURPHY:

You sure you killed them?

INT. FLASHBACK SALAMONE'S DAY

Rocco is standing at the back table while his cohorts remain

seated. They are OLY, and VINNIE.

ROCCO (V.O.)

F***in-A-right I did. I had a goddam

turkey shoot over there.

VINNIE:

I'll bet it was a test. Vincenzo

came in here shooting his mouth off.

He was makin' sure we knew. But we

did what we were supposed to, eh? We

kept our mouths shut. You did your

part. They know we're goodfellas

now. We'll get taken care of.

ROCCO:

What? Did everyone know? Next thing

you'll tell me Sal was in on it.

Rocco looks at Sal the bartender who reaches for the phone.

OLY:

F***. Vincenzo told Sal first. That

fat f*** knew before we did.

They all start laughing together.

OLY:

At least we got our funny man back.

They all laugh as Rocco pulls his gun and shoots Oly in the

head. He lands face down in his plate of food. He shoots

Vinnie in the chest then turns on Sal. He yells "Funny, funny,

funny" as he pumps the remaining rounds into him.

INT. BACK TO PRESENT DONNA'S CAR

CONNOR:

Anybody see ya?

ROCCO:

F***, man! I may as well have posted

flyers. Right out in public, man.

MURPHY:

Liberating isn't it?

ROCCO:

(smiles at last)

Y'know it is, a bit.

The boys laugh.

ROCCO:

Stop the car!

Connor pulls over directly in front of a pink neon sign that

says The Sin Bin.

ROCCO:

Vincenzo, that fat motherf***er,

Yakavetta's right hand. He's the one

who set me up. Then he went around

shooting his mouth off, telling

everyone I was as good as dead. He

goes in there every Wednesday night

around 10:
00, he jerks off in the

same booth to the same titty dancer.

Never misses.

MURPHY:

So?

ROCCO:

So let's kill the motherf***er. I

mean, what are you guys... like that's

your new thing right?

CONNOR:

(looks at Murphy)

Yeah, well...

ROCCO:

Oh, what the f***? How do you guys

decide who you're... I mean, who

makes the cut? Is there a raffle or

something?

MURPHY:

Well, truth be known, those first

ones just kinda fell into our laps.

ROCCO:

Well, what'ya do?

CONNOR:

I guess we really don't have a system

of deciding who.

ROCCO:

(excited, yelling)

MEEE! ME! I'm the guy! I know

everyone, their habits, where they

hang out, who they talk to. I know

where they f***in' live. We could

kill everyone!

MURPHY:

(to Connor)

So what do you think?

CONNOR:

I'm strangely comfortable with it.

EXT. ALLEY BEHIND SIN BIN NIGHT

Rocco, Connor and Murphy are looking very serious as they

smoke outside the rear door, in the alley. A drug dealer in

a hooded Boston Bruins jacket emerges from the opposing alley.

He stops a 13 year-old kid. The kid is scared as the drug

dealer slaps him. The kid give him money and the drug dealer

stuffs a small baggie in the boy's shirt. He lets him go and

withdraws into the alley.

As the boys and Rocco watch this from the opposing alley,

they begin to head for them, but Vincenzo's car pulls up

across the street. Rocco stops the boys and denotes Vincenzo.

The boys head in the front door. Rocco moves back into the

alley.

INT. SIN BIN NIGHT

Vincenzo enters and shuffles past the bar where the brothers

stand. He walks through a bead curtain at the back of the

busy porno house. The boys follow him.

INT. SIN BIN HALLWAY NIGHT

They go to the back, open the exit door and let Rocco in.

The three wind down long dark hallways with Rocco leading

the way until they reach a green door. The boys stand, side

by side, directly in front of it. Rocco is just behind them.

The three pull identical 9mm.'s and the boys pull on their

masks. Rocco puts on a mask that he made from a dock worker's

cotton hat. He looks ridiculous.

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