The Boondock Saints Page #36
INT. COURTROOM MORNING
The media, with their cameras and notebooks, are at the back
of the courtroom. Yakavetta is testifying on the stand. He
is cocky. The judge warns Yakavetta that he will have no
more of this behavior in his courtroom.
MEDIA MAN 1
(whispering to #2)
Look at his charisma. He's the next
John Gotti.
MEDIA MAN 2
He'll walk. Even with all this
evidence.
MEDIA MAN 1
Look.
(points to the left
and right sections
of courtroom seating)
All Yakavetta's people are on the
right. All the families of the men
he has killed are on the left.
Everyone wants some justice.
MEDIA MAN 2
Look at him. He doesn't have a care
in the world. He's gonna walk.
The MacManusus stand in the foyer. There are a pair of doors
that go to the outside hallway and a pair that go to the
inside courtroom. There is an armed guard directly inside
the courtroom, in front of the doors.
The door opens a crack and Connor waves the guard into the
foyer and starts talking to him. Then dad zaps him with a
stun gun. The guard is on the floor, incapacitated and
drooling as the boys handcuff him.
Connor pulls out a length of chain and drapes it through the
door handles that lead from the hall into the foyer. He locks
them in with a padlock.
FATHER:
How long do these put a man down
for?
MURPHY:
Ten minutes.
The father zaps the incapacitated man a second time as he
lay.
FATHER:
Twenty is a bit better.
They suit up, Connor and Murphy in their usual masks and
gloves, Dad is already in his usual dark hat and glasses.
The boys start for the courtroom door but dad gently holds
them back. He takes a moment, then slowly removes his hat
and glasses. His sons look at one another and then remove
their masks. The three look into each others eyes for a
moment.
INT. COURTROOM DAY
JUDGE:
Due to the lack of hard evidence......
The three burst in, guns drawn, and are walking down the
aisle.
FATHER:
All media to the back! Drop the
cameras! Drop 'em!
Terrified, they all obey. Connor and Murphy pull Yakavetta
from the witness booth by his hair and place him on his knees
just before the judge's bench. They face him toward the
occupants of the courtroom. The father walks up and motions
for the judge, who is now banging his gavel and shouting in
protest, to come off the stand.
As soon as he is within arms reach, dad takes him by the
collar and drags him down the aisle all the way to where the
media stands in horror. He turns and walks back down the
aisle.
FATHER:
(loudly)
You people have been chosen to reveal
our existence to the world. You will
witness what happens here today and
you will tell of it afterwards.
All eyes to the front.
YAKAVETTA:
(looking to his
comrades)
F***in' do something!
The father keeps them covered. He passes the front, he looks
and sees a VIRGINAL-LOOKING WOMAN with her head down crying
into her hands. She is on the left side. He gently tilts her
chin forward, her eyes fixated on a faded blue butterfly on
the back of his hand.
FATHER (WHISPERS)
(whispers)
You must watch dear. It'll all be
over soon.
(she obeys)
The father takes out a flask. He pours the booze on the judges
bench and set it ablaze. Fire alarms start to sound.
Connor and Murphy jump up on the lawyers' tables. Murphy on
the prosecution side, Connor on the defense. The father has
his sawed-off to the back of Yakavetta's head.
CONNOR:
(yelling over the
alarm)
Now, you will receive us.
MURPHY:
(yelling over the
alarm)
We do not ask for your poor or your
hungry.
CONNOR:
We do not want your tired and sick.
MURPHY:
It is your corrupt we claim.
CONNOR:
It is your evil, who will be sought
by us.
MURPHY:
With every breath we shall hunt them
down.
CONNOR:
Each day we will spill their blood
till it rains down from the skies.
MURPHY:
Do not kill, do not rape, do not
steal. These are principles which
every man of every faith can embrace.
CONNOR:
These are not polite suggestions.
They are codes of behavior and those
that ignore them will pay the dearest
cost.
(points to Yakavetta)
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