Two Men in Town Page #2
And what exactly is that
philosophy, Miss Smith?
Trust.
Without trust, there can
be no chance of reform
for anybody.
Well then,
if you decide you need my help,
don't hesitate to call.
And...
thank you for stopping by.
Thank you, Sheriff.
Look, I know my wife
would love to meet you.
We're going to be having
a celebration for a local hero
just returned from Afghanistan.
Why don't you and Jones come by?
Well, thank you.
Look forward to it.
Okay, then.
Have a wonderful day.
Thank you, Sheriff.
Enjoy the view.
Yah!
Go!
You're a cultured guy now?
Sheriff.
Sharia law?
Jesus didn't do it for you?
So, what do we call you now?
Just chosen a new way of life,
that's all.
Mm.
So, what's your next caper?
Live in peace.
Start a family.
Live in a little house
with a little lawn
and a lawnmower.
Wife, kids, neighbors.
A fairy tale
if I've ever heard one.
Look, I'm on parole, so...
nobody's going to listen to me
if I make a complaint.
But I want to ask you...
could you not harass me?
The world's turned upside down.
Still, it's good to see you showing
some respect for the law...
for once.
All I'm looking for
is a simple life, that's all.
If you don't mind,
I'd like to finish my dinner in peace.
Thank you.
My deputy, he's dead.
After he met you, there was
no more dinner for him.
His little girl
never had dinner with him.
The legal system is wrong.
Eighteen years in prison?
I'd say you got away cheap.
Sorry about Sergeant Taylor.
Really, I am.
I'm sure you are.
Welcome home, Willie.
Excuse me.
Oh, hi, honey.
I ran into Garnett tonight.
What's he look like?
He lost some weight.
Good morning.
Have a seat, please.
Hey.
Thank you.
What can I do for you?
- I'd like to open an account.
- Sure.
What type of account do you need?
Checking.
I will need your I.D., please.
Here you go.
Thank you.
I need your name
and your signature here.
Here's five temporary checks.
That should be everything you need.
I'm still trying to figure out
everything I need.
But... I'll take the checks.
If you need something else,
here's my card.
- Teresa.
- Mm.
Teresa Flores.
- Adios.
- Thank you.
Yes? Something else?
Huh?
Because I'm definitely
going to call you.
William Garnett.
Right here.
Go all the way from there.
- I was going to give you a call.
- Yeah?
Yeah. I got a job.
Good for you. Where?
The ranch.
I got my work contract.
Good.
Telephone number, too.
Great.
Anything else?
Yeah, I...
opened up a banking account.
Put in $1000.
That's the account number
right there.
That's it?
I got a date.
For next Sunday.
A date? What, with a girl?
You're joking, right?
You sure are a fast worker,
Mr. Garnett.
Where'd you meet her?
At the bank, where she works.
At the bank?
Why? That a problem?
No, not if you told her
about your past.
What, you think I'm going
to get her to pull a job
for me or something?
Did you tell her you'd been
to prison and why?
I was in a bank
to open up an account.
I met a woman there.
I liked her.
She could've been anybody.
She could've been
working anywhere.
She could've been working
on the cow ranch.
She could've been
shoveling cow sh*t.
All I'm trying to do
is what you asked me to do.
I'm just trying to live a normal life
like anybody else.
Is that all right with you?
Can you let me do that?
Just hold it right there,
not another step.
All right.
All right, I didn't mean to scare you.
I'm sorry about that.
Who's scared? Huh?
Now, you sit down.
I said sit down.
Mr. Garnett, there is a line
that must not be crossed.
Do you understand me?
Do you?
Yeah.
Good.
Tell her the truth.
What brought you to Deming?
You just opened a bank account.
Okay. See, I spent a lot of time here.
It's just... I just...
been away for a while, that's all.
And?
Where did you go?
Different...
Mm-hmm.
What's up?
- What's up?
- Willie!
Good to see you.
- Good. Looking good, man.
- I'm good, yeah.
I see you still balling.
All right.
Well, you look all right, man.
Yeah, I've been waiting 18 years
for you to get out.
You never got my letters.
You never responded.
You know, I'm still
broken-hearted about that.
Yeah, I was just trying
to get a new life.
I mean, I love you, man, but...
Seriously, I mean, I can't see you.
I can't even be around you,
they can put me back in for three years.
I got to go. All right.
It was good to see you.
Can I get a beer
and a ginger ale, please?
He don't want to talk to me?
We're out of that.
Just a bottle of water, then.
Hey, there's no law that says
you can't run into people.
I've been looking for you
for two days.
I got to talk to you
about something, brother.
- No podemos.
- Como?
If I'm going to make it,
I'm going to have to stay out
of all this, all right?
I got something for you.
No necesito nada. Nada.
All right?
I'm telling you, man,
you look good.
It's good to see you.
Take care of yourself, all right?
- Take care of yourself.
- Wait, wait, wait.
You mean I got to beg to talk to you?
Gary. Gary.
Shut the f*** up, okay?
Just shut the f*** up.
Hey, my card.
How can I reach you?
I got your number, all right?
Why you piss him off?
Don't f***ing do that again.
Hey.
Let's get out of here
and go somewhere private.
Si.
Another one, please.
Gary, I'm going to go dance.
Stay, Gary.
I had a really nice time.
Me too.
Teresa, you know, there's something
I need to talk to you about.
Just wanted to tell you.
You know I...
I'm Muslim, you know.
Well, all my family is Catholic.
I guess it means I'm Catholic, too.
But seriously, there is something
that I need to talk to you about.
You know what, you got to go.
You got to leave.
- What?
- Leave.
Bye.
Vamos. Goodbye.
This is not your business.
It's not your business.
Afternoon, ma'am!
You mind taking your hands
off my vehicle?
A gentleman
doesn't yell at women.
Hey, Chris?
Could you turn that down?
Ain't none you, bro.
I'm not asking you to turn
it off, just down, please.
What the f***?
Get the f*** out of my room!
What the f***
are you doing with my TV?
You Muslim n*gger piece of sh*t.
F*** you!
You're going to owe me
a new TV, a**hole!
F*** you!
Did you f***ing see that?
Did you see that sh*t?
He threw my f***ing TV!
You saw that, right?
Goddamn it! Son of a b*tch!
F*** you, you owe me
a new TV, a**hole!
F*** off!
Okay, you guys.
Party's over. I'll deal with this.
Back to your rooms.
You hear me?
You did this?
Lost control, sorry.
Step out into the hallway, sir.
Back off.
Turn around, face the wall.
Put your hands behind your back.
You can go back to your rooms.
Shut the door.
It's almost curfew.
So this is what happens
after, what is it, two weeks?
I made a mistake.
The sheriff came to Teresa's
Wait a minute.
Agati came to Teresa's house?
What for?
I don't know.
You got to ask him.
Is there anything
that I can do to fix this?
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