Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri Page #3

- Well, I thought it was

kinda funny myself, but

he wants to press charges, so we're

gonna have to bring you in, I'm afraid.

So how's it all going in the

n*gger torturing business, Dixon?

It's 'Persons of color'-torturing

business, these days,

if you want to know.

And I didn't torture nobody.

What's the matter with you,

saying that goddam stuff on TV.

My momma watches that station!

Your momma does not

know about the torturing?

No she didn't know anything about it.

She's against that kinda thing.

Who's against that kinda thing?

Who's against what? My momma. Is

against 'Persons-of-color torturing'.

She said 'n*gger-torturing'. I said you

can't say 'n*gger-torturing' no more.

You gotta say 'Persons-of-color' torturing.

Isn't that right, Chief?

I think I'll be able to take care of

Mrs. Hayes on my own from hereon, Jason.

Sure, Chief, I'll be right outside.

Don't gimme that look.

If you got rid of every cop with vaguely

racist leanings then you'd have

three cops left and all o'

them are gonna hate the fags

so what are ya gonna do, y'know?

I wanna know something, Mildred...

Why'd ya drill a hole thru

poor fat Geoffrey's thumbnail?

That didn't happen.

His hand slipped and he

drilled a hole thru his self.

Did he say I did it?

I guess it's just his word

against mine, then huh?

Kinda like in all those

rape cases you hear about.

Except, this time,

the chick ain't losing.

It ain't really about

winning or losing, though,

is it, Mildred?

I mean, do you think I care about who

wins or loses between the two of yous?

Do you think I care about dentists?

I don't care about dentists.

Nobody cares about dentists!

What I I do care about, or what I'm

interested in,

is tying you up in court so long

that your hours at the gift

shop are so shot to sh*t

that you ain't got a penny to pay

for another months billboards.

That's what I'm interested in.

I got some dough put away...

What I heard was you had to

sell off your ex-husband's

tractor-trailer to even pay for this

month's billboards, that right?

To even pay for this month's

billboards, that right?

How is ole Charlie, by the way?

He still shacked up with that pretty

little intern works down at the zoo?

He's still shacked up with

some chick who smells of sh*t.

I don't know if the zoo's

got anything to do with it.

Although I'd hope so.

How old is she?

Nineteen? That's smart.

Keep trying,

Keep trying.

What's Charlie think about these

here billboards of yours,

an ex-cop like Charlie?

Ex-cop, ex-wife-beater.

Same difference, I guess, right?

His word against yours, though, right?

Charlie don't know about them, does he?

It's none of his business.

He's kinda paying for

'em though, ain't he?

I'm paying for 'em.

This month you are. How about when...

- I didn't mean to...

- I know...

- It was an accident...

- I know, baby.

It's blood.

I'll go get somebody...

Hey!

Just let her go.

- C'mon Chief.

Just let her go!

Easy, easy, easy.

Hey.

Do birds get cancer?

- Huh?

- Birds. Do they get cancer?

I don't know. Dogs do.

Yeah, well, I wasn't

talking about dogs, was I?

Great.

The good ole Raped While

Dying route home.

Cos if there was two seconds in a

day when I didn't think about her,

and wasn't thinking about how she died, .

There ya go, think about it

some more, why don't ya?

It's good, too, that as

much as a person might've

tried to avoid the details

of what happened,

cos he didn't think it'd do any good,

and he didn't think he could bear it,

it's also good to be informed in twenty

foot high font and a real nice lettering,

the precise details of her last moments.

That it wasn't enough that she was raped,

and it wasn't enough that she died, no.

Raped While Dying.

Thank you, mom.

I gave you the police reports...

I didn't read 'em!

I'm depressed enough as it f***ing is!

Mom!

Yeah?

You ain't going out again tonight, are ya?

Denise and I are gonna grab

a couple of beers, yeah.

Denise gonna be driving ya?

Angela, why don't you just ask

me if you can borrow the car?

- Can I borrow the car?

- No.

B*tch!

I'll give you money for a taxi

if you ask me nice and

don't call me a b*tch.

Why did you make me ask you borrow it if

you was never gonna let me borrow it?

Cos it was funny.

And cos you've been smoking pot all day.

- You are such a hypocrite!

- 'Hypocrite, '

How?

You drove drunk with us in

the car when we was kids.

What are you talking about?

Daddy told me.

- When did you see him?

- don't change the subject.

Did you or did you not drive drunk

with us in the car when we was kids?

Once. Maybe.

Oh, 'once, ' okay...

...when he was in the middle

of beating the sh*t out of me...

Which we've only got

your word about, right?

Angela, For Christ's sake...

Oh why are you never on my side, Robbie?

I'm always on your side when

you're not being a c*nt.

- Hey!

- Hey!

There'll be no more 'C*nts' in

this house, you got that, Mister?

What, are you moving out?

It was a gag!

So are ya gonna let me

borrow the car or what?

Why don't you just walk, Angela?

- Why don't you just walk?

- You know what,

I will walk,

I will walk. And y'know what?

I hope I get raped on the way.

Yeah? Well I hope you

get raped on the way too!

We're gonna need to keep

you in a few days, Bill.

You shouldn't be coughing up blood.

Yeah, I kinda guessed that, Doc.

I'll swing by in the morning. Anne.

Anne.

Guess I'll go get your coat, huh?

- Well you know I ain't staying...

- And you know I ain't arguing.

You... old... c*nt.

I'm not old, Robbie.

That's Dad!

Hey dad! How's it going?

Where's the crazy lady...?

The kid's got Rice f***ing

Krispies in his f***ing hair!

What's going on around here?

And what the f***'s

going on with these f***ing

billboards, Mildred?

- Kinda self-explanatory, ain't it?

- Well why don't you just explain it to me?

Guess it ain't self-explanatory then.

Well, y'know, I guess I

wanted certain people's

minds kept on certain

people's jobs, is all.

I hadn't heard a word from 'em in seven

goddam months, but I tell ya this,

I heard an awful lot from 'em since

I put those billboards up...

You think this has focused their minds?

I'll tell you what it's focused

their minds on. It's focused

their minds on how exactly

are they gonna f*** you up.

The more you keep a case in the public eye,

the better your chances

of getting it solved,

it's in all the guidebooks, Charlie.

How much those billboards cost?

Bout the same as a tractor-trailer.

- What the f*** are you laughing at?

- Nothing.

Laughed at by a guy with

f***ing cereal in his hair!

How is Penelope?

- Huh? She's alright.

- Why don't you invite her in,

- save leaving her sitting out there?

- She's here?

- She's out in the car.

- Oh. That explains it.

- That explains what?

- I knew I smelled something.

Let her go.

Oh, um, I kinda needed to use the bathroom,

but if it's inconvenient, actually

it is inconvenient, isn't

Rate this script:3.0 / 3 votes