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BOBBY turns away, but not fast enough. SERGEI spots him, hits

the pedal.

SERGEI:

Got you, shitface! Bobby Cooper. Bobby

Cooper...

EXT. MAIN STREET - SIMULTANEOUS

BOBBY, ducking around a corner, hears the brief "Whoop" of the

sheriff's POLICE SIREN. He glances back.

His POV - sure enough, the SHERIFF'S having a field day. He's

just pulled SERGEI over. At this distance, we catch snippets of

conversation as the Sheriff ambles from his car, checking

Sergei's out-of-state plates.

SHERIFF:

Where's the fire sweetheart? Don't know how

they work things in Nevada, but we got

speed limits in this state.

SERGEI:

Vat? I am going 5 miles an hour! I am

looking town. I not even moving.

We pop in closer to their conversation -- Bobby relishing this

in his mind's eye. Sergei is constantly looking off to where he

last saw Bobby. But the Sheriff, strangely, pays no attention to

these looks.

SHERIFF:

Whoa, what kind of accent you got there?

You one of them Russians?

SERGEI:

I am Russian, da! I am also rich Russian,

da? Maybe we work something out, my friend

Sheriff?

SHERIFF:

What? You trying to bribe me, mister? Just

cause you Russians ain't commies anymore,

don't think money can buy everything...

Down the street, Sheriff Potter is holding up a concealed GUN.

SHERIFF:

What's that? (He grabs the gun)

..."concealed" is a definite no no in this

town, Ivan. You know anything about

Jamilla's grocery store?

SERGEI:

What f***in grocery store, you f***ing

shithead idiot! You call yourself a

police...

Sergei looking Bobby's direction.

SHERIFF:

Get out of the car, spread them. You can

jawbone all you want or you have the right

to shut the f*** up! You commie

motherf***er. Either way you're goin' to

the can.

SERGEI:

I want my lawyer!

Sheriff cuffs Sergei and sticks him in the police car.

Bobby can't help smiling as he turns away to the SODA MACHINE

seen in an earlier scene.

He comes up with the change the bus clerk left him and, dying

for a drink in this heat, inserts the coin. Though still under

considerable pressure from all sides, this lucky break with

Sergei seems like it might be the beginning of something new

today -- some luck.

The icy cold soda bottle shoots out. Bobby raises it to his

lips, about to taste it, about to relax for once. Violently it

explodes out of his hands as he doubles over in blinding pain

from a KIDNEY PUNCH. He stumbles forward into the soda machine,

gasping. The legs of his assailant are close to him, but the

face is unseen.

Bobby doubles his agony as his bandaged left stump takes the

brunt of the blow into the machine, re-opening the wound. Blood

starts to seep through the bandage.

BOBBY:

Ow!

Bobby crumples to the ground as TOBY now towers over him with

his fists curled and a snarl on his lips.

TOBY:

Get up, Mister! Don't ever let it be said

Toby Tucker beat the living sh*t out of

someone without giving them a fair chance.

BOBBY (gasping)

What the hell are you doing? You f***ing

psycho!

TOBY:

I'm doing what any man would do if he'd

been offended. I'm stompin' your ass.

BOBBY:

You idiot! You don't even know what you're

fighting over!

TOBY:

My honor, that's what I'm fighting over.

Now get up off the ground, or do I have to

whoop you where you lie?

JENNY comes running up the street.

JENNY:

Toby! Toby Tucker, leave him alone!

TOBY:

You stay away, Jenny. I aim to mess him

up, and that ain't a thing for a woman to

see.

Jenny runs to Bobby and cuddles him where he lays.

JENNY:

Don't be afraid of him none. I don't care

what he does to you, we can still be

together.

BOBBY:

Get away from me!

Bobby sees his bus ticket on the ground. He grabs for it, but

Toby beats him to it.

TOBY:

Now, what's this?

BOBBY:

Give it to me!

TOBY:

Mexico? You going to Mexico?

BOBBY:

I'm leaving. You never have to see me

again. Just please, give me the ticket!

TOBY:

This means something to you? Jenny means

something to me.

Toby sticks the ticket in his mouth and chews it up whole.

BOBBY:

Nooo!

TOBY (between bites)

I'm gonna beat you so bad you gonna be

eatin' nothing but soup the erst of your

days. Rain dogs is gonna be prettier than

you when I'm done. I'm gonna mess you up

so bad you gonna make your own momma sick.

I'm gonna ...

Toby's words drift to Bobby from a million miles away. The

world around him is like a dream, or a nightmare. A primal rage

wells inside of Bobby that rises up in a howl as he swings the

soda bottle up out of nowhere across Toby's head, smashing him

backwards. Then he lands blow after blow with his right hand on

the boy's face and head.

Jenny screams:

JENNY:

Stop it! You're killing him!

Jenny grabs Bobby's arm, literally hanging all her weight on it,

stopping him from striking Toby again.

JENNY:

You're killing him! Toby!? Toby!?

Jenny sinks to the ground and cuddles Toby. Bobby stands. He

looks at Toby, then at his bloodied knuckles in disbelief. His

bandage is soaked with his own blood, but his adrenaline numbs

the pain.

JENNY:

You killed him! You killed him!

She wails in the background as he backs away, around the corner,

into Main Street, crossing to where the PHONE BOOTH is.

EXT. PHONE BOOTH - LATE DAY

BOBBY is on the phone.

BOBBY:

Hello, Grace? It's Bobby.

INTERCUTS TO:

INT. MCKENNA HOUSE - SIMULTANEOUS

GRACE, in the kitchen, is also on the phone.

GRACE (coolly)

I thought you'd be on your way to Vegas by

now. Is there something you wanted?

BOBBY:

I wanted to talk.

GRACE(V.O.)

I don't think we have anything to talk

about.

BOBBY:

What about us?

GRACE:

There is no us, remember?

BOBBY:

Except I can't get you out of my head,

Grace.

(beat)

GRACE:

Stop it.

BOBBY (V.O.)

Why? Am I making you hot, or does the

truth scare you?

GRACE:

Because I know you're full of sh*t.

BOBBY:

I mean it, Grace. I'm getting out of here,

and I want to take you with me.

GRACE (V.O.)

I thought you couldn't get your car.

BOBBY:

I could if I had Jake's money.

GRACE (V.O.)

Is that what changed your mind? The money?

BOBBY:

I don't give a damn about the money. I

want you, and I want to get us out of this

shithole. There's only one way to do that.

Pause.

GRACE:

Are you sure?... About me, I mean?

BOBBY:

I came back for you; this morning I came

back. Before I even knew about the money.

You're what I want.

(then)

The only reason I stormed off is because

you spooked me talking about Jake. But

I've had nothing but time to think about

it. It keeps coming back to you and me and

us getting the hell out of here. But we've

got to get the money, baby. We get the

money, I get the car, then we get the hell

out.

GRACE:

You said you couldn't kill anybody.

BOBBY:

We don't have to kill him. Just knock him

out and tie him up 'till we get away.

(beat)

It was your idea, remember? I'm doing this

for you. I'm doing this so you can

fly...fly like a bird.

Grace bites at a nail and fidgets, but says nothing.

BOBBY (V.O.)

Grace ... Grace?

GRACE:

After dark. I'll leave the back door

unlocked.

She quickly hangs up the phone.

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