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The Usual Suspects Page #9
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 106 min
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METZHEISER:
Did he say Keyser Soze? He saw Keyser
Soze.
KOVASH:
BODI:
He says he knows his face. He sees it
when he closes his eyes.
YELLOW 06/11/94
59.
METZHEISER:
Ask him what this Devil looks like.
BAER:
(To Tracy)
Ready?
Tracy holds up her pad and pencil. She nods.
54 EXT. LOS ANGELES SKYLINE - DAY - FIVE WEEKS PRIOR
54
VERBAL (V.O.)
McManus' fence was this guy named
Redfoot. He had a good reputation around
L.A. Seemed like a good guy - Looked like
a cowhide full of thumbtacks.
55 EXT. FRIENDSHIP BELL - NIGHT 55'
All five guys stand in a group. It is utterly quiet.
An old but well kept Cadillac creeps into the lot from the
far end and idles up to them. The windows are tinted too much
to see in. The car passes within a few feet of them and
drives on.
A moment later, a chrome and leather monster of a Harley
Davidson pulls into the lot. The rider is dressed in an
almost comical array of leather, silver and suede.
He waves to the Caddy as it parks a few yards from Keaton and
the others. It sits quietly, almost menacing.
As he gets closer, we can see he is wearing one black boot
and one red. Keaton is still looking at them when the bike
pulls up to them and stops.
REDFOOT and McManus shake hands.
REDFOOT:
How've you been?
McMANUS
Good. You?
REDFOOT:
Alright. How's it going, Fenster?
FENSTER:
Getting by.
SCRIPT DATE 5/25/94
60.
REDFOOT:
You got it?
McManus holds up a briefcase.
Redfoot takes it and gets off the bike. He walks over to the
Caddy. The door of the Caddy opens. Redfoot hands the case to
Someone inside that we cannot see. The door closes.
KEATON:
(Whispering)
Snazzy dresser this guy.
A moment later, the door of the Caddy opens again. Someone
hands Redfoot a different briefcase and he walks back over to
McManus.
He hands him the case.
McManus hands the case back to Hockney. Hockney opens it,
revealing the stacks of money inside.
REDFOOT:
You must be Keaton.
McMANUS
Jesus, I'm sorry. Redfoot, this is Dean
Keaton, that's Todd Hockney, and that's
Verbal Kint.
REDFOOT:
(To Verbal)
The man with the plan.
Verbal smiles.
REDFOOT (CONT'D)
Are you guys interested in more work?
McManus moves to answer, but Keaton cuts him off.
KEATON:
We're on vacation.
REDFOOT:
I've got a ton of work and no good
people.
McMANUS
What's the job?
SCRIPT DATE 5/25/94
61.
Keaton shoots McManus a foul look. McManus pretends not to
notice.
REDFOOT:
A jeweler out of Texas named Saul. He
rents a suite at a hotel downtown and
does free appraisals. Buys whatever he
can. Word is he moves with a lot of cash.
I'11 take the merchandise, you keep the
green.
HOCKNEY:
Security?
REDFOOT:
Two bodyguards. Pretty good.
McMANUS
Give us time to check it out?
REDFOOT:
McMANUS
We'll call you.
REDFOOT:
Take your time. Enjoy L.A.
KEATON:
A friend of mine in New York tells me you
knew Spook Hollis.
REDFOOT:
I hear you did time with old Spook. Yeah,
he was a good egg. I used to run a lot of
dope for him. F***in' shame he got
shivved.
KEATON:
I shivved him.
Now McManus is shooting the angry look at Keaton.
KEATON (CONT'D)
Better you hear it from me now than
somebody else later.
REDFOOT:
Business or personal?
SCRIPT DATE 5/25/94
62.
KEATON:
A little of both.
REDFOOT:
Ain't it a crime? Call if you're
interested.
Redfoot fires up his bike and takes off with the Caddy close
behind.
McMANUS
(To Keaton)
What's your f***ing problem?
KEATON:
One job, that was the deal.
McMANUS
Take it as it comes, brother.
KEATON:
This is bullshit.
McManus laughs and walks away. Fenster and Hockney follow.
Verbal turns to Keaton.
VERBAL:
What is it Keaton?
KEATON:
(Distant)
Something - I don't know.
(Shaking himself)
I ever tell you about the restaurant I
wanted to open?
Keaton walks off. Verbal follows him in confusion.
VERBAL (V.O.)
L.A., was good for about two hours. We
were from New York. There's no place to
eat after one; you can't get a pizza that
doesn't taste like a fried fruit-bat, and
the broads don't want to know you if you
don't look like a broad. Within a few
days the last of us was ready to go back
to N.Y., but Keaton wouldn't have it, so
he really didn't have a choice. We went
to work.
YELLOW 06/11/94
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