Three Kings Page #23

ARCHIE GATES:

God bless America, and God bless

a free Iraq.

Iraqis burst into cheers.

ARCHIE GATES:

What do you say now, my friend?

FRIENDLY IRAQI:

Cannot give car.

ARCHIE GATES:

Then I guess we'll have to buy

them.

EXT. DESERT - DAY

The luxury cars ride across the desert, single file, Vuitton

bags strapped to the roofs.

INT. ROLLS ROYCE - DAY

VIG:

Judas Priest will pump you, Doc --

DOC:

I already had it with the Beach

Boys today.

VIG:

One song.

Doc slams in a CD-- TRADITIONAL IRAQI FOLK WAILING PLAYS.

The Shiite riflemen in back smile as Vig scowls.

INT. INFINITI

Archie drives. Imam sits in passenger seat with his daughter

on his lap. They listen to Iraqi music.

EXT. DESERT - DAY

Shiites finish passing 92 Vuitton suitcases into a trench.

The bags are buried. Archie drives a stake to mark the spot.

ARCHIE GATES:

We get our man, we come back to

pick up the gold --

IMAM:

And my people.

ARCHIE GATES:

My gold isn't here, and I mean all

of it, your people will not

survive.

Doc and Vig pull off distributor caps from the Cadillacs and

Limousine (but not the Jaguar) and put them in Doc's pack.

IMAM:

I understand.

ARCHIE GATES:

OK. Let's load and go.

Imam hugs and kisses his daughter goodbye and tries to put

her, crying, into the arms of an older woman.

VIG:

Wait a second, I want to talk

about this plan some more --

ARCHIE GATES:

We're going to drive in and get

Troy, exactly like we discussed.

VIG:

I have a bad feeling like we're

gonna get wasted.

ARCHIE GATES:

You're scared. It's good to be

scared when there's guns around.

Vig looks uneasy. Archie hums Bach's 'Gloria' and moves a

hand in the air, then puts his hands on Vig's shoulders and

SINGS THE BACH LOUD. Vig eventually joins in the chorus.

DOC:

I'm cool. I'm all right.

He lies down and breathes with a hand on his chest as Archie

and Vig keep singing.

EXT. OPEN DESERT - DAY

Bach's B Minor Mass plays as the Mercedes, Infiniti, and

Rolls Royce Drive across the desert.

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - OASIS BUNKER - DAY

The Interrogator finishes putting tissue in Troy's bleeding

nose.

TROY:

Your son wouldn't be dead if

Saddam didn't invade Kuwait.

FANTASY - IRAQI SOLDIERS

smash the windows of a Benneton store, then a Cartier store.

INTERROGATOR (O.S.)

I know.

TROY (O.S.)

I heard about some bad sh*t that

happened there.

FANTASY - IRAQI SOLDIERS

drag patients from their hospital beds and AN IRAQI SOLDIER

dives on top of a crying NURSE and starts to rape her while

a BABY is taken from an incubator, which is stolen.

BACK TO THE SCENE

TROY:

Who's got the sick country?

INTERROGATOR:

Maybe Saddam is very crazy, right?

And then you are crazy to bomb all

of Iraq.

TROY:

Too much bombing is crazy, but not

saving Kuwait.

INTERROGATOR:

You come here to save Kuwait

people?

TROY:

Yes.

INTERROGATOR:

Really?

(to the Second Iraqi)

Jahaza fan.

The Second Iraqi dips a bucket into an oil drum.

INTERROGATOR:

Lots of people in trouble around

this world, my man. You don't

fight no fahking war for them.

TROY:

You invaded another country. You

can't do that.

INTERROGATOR:

Why not, dude?

TROY:

It makes the world crazy. You got

to keep it stable.

INTERROGATOR:

For what? Your pick up truck?

TROY:

No, for stability. Stabilize the

region.

The Interrogator pulls a CD from Troy's pocket and jams it

into Troy's mouth.

INTERROGATOR:

This is your fahking stability, my

main man.

The Interrogator uses the CD as a funnel to force-feed the

crude oil into Troy's mouth as he pours it from the bucket.

EXT. RIM OF DUNE OVERLOOKING OASIS BUNKER

Archie, Doc, Vig, stand on a sand ridge and look down on the

Oasis bunker in the distance. Behind them are the three cars,

Imam, and a handful of Shiite gunmen. They get into the cars.

EXT. DUNES

An empty ridge. The Infiniti, Rolls, Mercedes shoot over it,

arcing down toward the bunker, engines roaring.

EXT. OASIS BUNKER

It is quiet. A Slim Jim is unwrapped as an IRAQI GUARD slowly

raises it to his mouth, bites it, chews, and looks puzzled at

the cars approaching in the distance.

HIGH WIDE SHOT - looking straight down.

The cars drive three abreast down the approach road to the

bunker. The Infiniti is in the middle, flanked by the Rolls

on the left and the Mercedes on the right.

INT. INFINITI

Vig looks scared as he drives the Infiniti straight toward

the bunker. A Shiite sits up front with him. Fifty yards from

the bunker, Vig turns sharply and drives in circles.

EXT. BUNKER

TWO IRAQI GUARDS, one chewing a Slim Jim, look bewildered as

they stare at the circling Infiniti fifty yards away.

INT. MERCEDES

Archie, with Imam in the passenger seat, two Shiites in back,

speeds the Mercedes past the guards, around the right side,

to the back side of the bunker, skidding across the sand.

AERIAL VIEW:

The Mercedes and the Rolls diverge around the bunker on

either side:
Rolls on the left, Mercedes on the right.

INT. ROLLS ROYCE

Doc drives the Rolls around the left, to the bunker's rear.

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