The Escape of Prisoner 614 Page #3

---

Well, if it's so easy,

why don't you try it?

Double or nothing.

[gunshot]

All right, how 'bout

first one to hit it

- wins five bucks.

- All right.

[gun cocking]

[guns firing]

[tree rustling]

[prisoner] Sh*t.

[guns firing]

[guns clicking]

[gunshot]

[grunting]

[gunshot]

Hurry up.

Hey, did you

pack the reserves?

Reserves?

What reserves?

The reserve ammo for

sport and recreation.

[Jim] I didn't bring

any reserve ammo.

You didn't bring any reserves.

I packed a big bag of bullets.

One bag of bullets?

A big bag.

Well, we're out, Jim.

Quit joking, Thurman.

There ain't no ties

in gun-shootin'.

I ain't joking.

[Jim] I knew this was a

bad idea from the get-go.

All right, just calm down,

let me think, all right?

My ears are ringing.

I can't hear myself...

- [Jim] We gotta turn back.

- I'll come up with another plan.

We're not turning back.

Deputies do not turn back.

Well, we're not

deputies anymore, are we?

- [match striking]

- We're out of ammo,

we don't know

where the prisoner is,

and goddamn it,

I'm getting hungry again.

[sighing] Okay, I can't help but

feel a little attacked right now.

Well, sorry, but...

- under the current...

- [fingers snapping]

You know, the way I see it,

you got a gun pointed at you,

you ain't worried about

whether or not it's loaded.

That's your plan?

- [gun cocking]

- Ah!

It's a bee.

I'm allergic.

- [gun cocking]

- Ah!

There's a lot of bees.

Stop doing that, anyway.

We'll start losing light soon.

We should make camp here.

I think if we just have a

nice good meal by the fire,

we'll sit and think

about what to do

for the next couple days.

Oh, beg your pardon?

Well, it's gonna take at least

a couple more days out here

at the rate we're going.

We only got enough

rations till tomorrow.

Well, then we'll

hunt our own food.

With what bullets?

Well, we got knives, don't we?

You gonna pounce on a

squirrel and stab it to death?

[scoffing]

Jesus.

Huh?

No, that's grim,

it's a grim thought.

I just think if we

stick to the plan,

everything'll be okay.

[distant murmuring]

Well, the plan ain't working.

[distant murmuring]

[Thurman]

Did you see what I did?

What?

What'd I miss?

- What'd I miss?

- Shhh.

[men chattering]

Excuse me, sheriff's deputy,

we'd like a word with you,

folks.

- [both] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- [guns cocking]

Put those guns down right now.

Drop 'em.

Put 'em down.

Put 'em down.

Drop 'em.

Easy, easy.

We're just out here

hunting, that's all.

[gun clicking]

Lower it, put it down.

Alexi and his brother here,

I hired them to help me

bag a black bear.

It's gonna look

real good in my foyer.

You say you're

sheriff's deputies.

I see no badges.

How do we know we're

not being bamboozled?

This one has big beautiful

blue eyes, like porcelain doll.

[laughing]

How long you been

sheriff deputy?

Two days?

Since the day I was born.

[laughing]

That is something

sheriff deputy would say.

Okay, okay.

Listen, we're

tracking a prisoner.

He murdered a

deputy in cold blood

and he's on the loose

somewhere in these mountains.

Now, I apologize, but I'm

afraid we're gonna have to

commandeer your munitions.

Munitions?

All we gots shells, man.

You ever try to take down

a black bear with a pistol?

All you're gonna do is piss

that son of a b*tch off,

I guarantee it.

Well, then we'll take

a couple of those rifles

- off your hands too.

- [growling]

- No, no, no, no.

- I'll make a deal with you.

If I give you these rifles,

you boys'll skedaddle?

That's right.

All right, give it to him.

That's all right.

[mumbling]

[Thurman] We're gonna

need the ammo too,

- all of it.

- All of it?

That's right.

There's a cold-blooded

killer on the loose

and we gotta catch him.

All right.

Time for you boys to get!

Wow.

Being awful rude.

I ain't being rude.

You the one that interrupted us.

We out here minding

our own damn business.

Why you so anxious

for us to go?

You are repelling animals.

- [Thurman] What?

- Huh?

You are repelling animals.

I'm still not getting it, but I think

that you guys are hiding something.

[Jim] He's hiding

something in his cheeks.

- I ain't hiding sh*t.

- No.

[Thurman] Well, why

don't you step aside?

- No.

- [Thurman] Step aside, that's an order.

[Hunter] God damn it.

All right.

They's trapping.

Can't do that.

It's illegal.

Where we're from,

perfectly legal.

- Legal.

- Well, in this country, it's illegal.

- Yeah.

- And you gotta stop doing that or I'll arrest you.

What about your

goddamn prisoner?

Goddamn it,

that's out business.

Now, look, I'll...

I'll let you off with a warning

if you promise just to

stop setting these traps.

Okay, okay, we'll stop.

- No promises.

- Good.

And if you see and

suspicious acts,

just make sure you alert

the proper authorities,

like us, okay?

What about that?

- That about that?

- Zat about zat?

[Russian Hunter] That.

- That, about that.

- Zat.

[Russian Hunter] That.

- That.

- Where's he pointing?

- Hold that.

- Yeah.

He's still pointing over there.

You see anything?

Yep.

Take a look.

[Jim] Oh, there's

a fire over there.

[Thurman] You got it.

[Jim] We should go there.

- Come on.

- Let's go.

Thank you.

- [light piano music]

- Sorry about the wait, sheriff.

It's my first day

and I'm still trying

to get a handle on things.

Folks have been

really nice, patient too.

Can you remind me what

you want on your potato.

The works.

The works.

Sour cream, bacon,

scallions, cheddar cheese,

the works.

Sour cream, bacon, scallions,

cheddar cheese.

All right, is there anything

else I can do for you?

[blowing smoke]

Bless us, oh lord,

for these thy gifts we're about

to receive from your bounty.

Through Christ, our lord, amen.

[phone ringing]

[footsteps approaching]

[waitress]

Phone call for you, sir.

[footsteps departing]

[fork dropping]

What is it?

[Arthur] Sheriff, Warden Cox.

State your business, Warden.

[Arthur] Given the gravity

of our situation,

I expected an update on

the status of our prisoner,

professional courtesy aside.

This one hell of a blemish

on the otherwise alabaster

complexion of my penitentiary!

Now, I spoke to your deputies

down in Shandaken yesterday.

I don't know what

your boys do down there.

I guess I just assumed

that they would inform you

of the goings-on.

Warden, with all due respect,

this is the first I'm

hearing about prisoner...

[Arthur] 614!

Prisoner 614.

[laughing]

Oh, all right.

Sure, sheriff.

Me neither.

Just make sure they

get rid of the body.

I got enough bad press

up here as it is.

I don't need that sh*t storm

rolling through here.

Now you listen to me, Warden.

Now, I swear to God,

you better tell me

what the hell's

going on or I will...

Oh, don't worry

'bout me, sheriff.

I'm a vault.

We never even had

this conversation.

[laughing]

[phone hanging up]

[rock smashing shackles]

Are we sure it's him?

It's him.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes