영문 Out of Sight 아웃 오브 사이트 영화 대사

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"Out of Sight"
Screenplay by
Scott Frank
from the novel by
Elmore Leonard
White Final: 08/05/97
Blue Revised: 09/17/97
Pink Revised: 11/11/97
Green Revised: 12/15/97
Goldenrod Revised: 12/16/97
Buff Revised: 03/17/98
Salmon Revised: 03/23/98
BLACK
We hear TRAFFIC, some STREET NOISES, then...
FADE IN: A MIAMI STREET - DAY
The financial district. Lots of people in suits. A shaky,
spasmodic ZOOM IN finds...
JACK FOLEY -- forty, big, focused expression -- as he rips a
tie from around his neck and throws it down in the gutter. He
starts across the street, now peeling off his suitcoat and
dropping that, too, right there on the asphalt as we then...
WHIP PAN OVER TO REVEAL: A BANK ACROSS THE STREET
As Foley goes inside, we then...
CUT TO: A PRINTED BROCHURE THAT READS...
LOOKING FOR MONEY?
YOUVE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE.
We then PULL BACK TO REVEAL that were now...
INSIDE THE BANK
as Foley stands at a counter holding the above CREDIT APPLICATION
while he studies the bank layout.
Foley watches a MAN IN A SUIT, carrying an attache-case, enter
the bank and move through the gate into the fenced-off business
area at the front. An EXECUTIVE rises from his desk, shakes
hands with the man and they both sit down.
Foley rosses the brochure in the trash, then crosses to a teller
window where a nameplate on the counter tells us the young woman
with the pile of dark hair smiling at him is LORETTA.
TELLER/LORETTA
How can I help you, sir?
FOLEY
Loretta, you see that guy talking to
your manager, has his case open?
Foley takes out a ZIPPO LIGHTER and casually, yet expertly,
begins to fiddle with it as the teller looks across the bank.
LORETTA
Thats Mr. Guindon, one of our assistant
managers. Our manager is Mr. Schoen,
but hes not in today.
FOLEY
But you see the guy with the attache
case?
LORETTA
(looks again)
Yes.
FOLEY
Thats my partner. He has a gun in
there. And if you dont do exactly
what I tell you, or you give me any
kind of a problem, Ill look over at
my partner and hell shoot your Mr.
Guindon between the eyes.
Loretta goes stiff, swallows, stares back at Foley.
FOLEY (CONTD)
Now take one of those big envelopes
and put as many hundreds, fifties and
twenties as you can pack into it.
Nothing with bank straps or rubber
bands. I dont want any dye packs. I
dont want any bait money. Start with
the second drawer and then the one
over there, under the computer. Come
on, Loretta, the keys right there
next to you. No bills off the bottom
of the drawer.
(as she works)
First time being robbed?
(she nods)
Youre doing great. Just smile,
Loretta, so you wont look like youre
being held up.
(she smiles awkwardly)
Thats the way, youre doing fine.
We hear a bit of thunder and Foley cuts a fast look out the
front door. When he turns back, he sees that Lorettas having
some trouble fitting all the bills into the envelope.
FOLEY (CONTD)
Here, give me the twenties. Ill put
em in my pocket. Okay, I havent had
to give my partner a sign; thats good.
Now, hes gonna wait thirty seconds
till after Im out the door, make sure
you havent set off the alarm. If you
have, hes gonna shoot Mr. Guindon
between the eyes. Okay? I think
thatll do it. Thank you, Loretta,
and have a nice day.
LORETTA
You, too.
Foley heads for the door. He pauses by Mr. Guindons desk,
looks back at Loretta. Foley smiles at her, then turns to the
Man sitting with Mr. Guindon, indicates Loretta...
FOLEY
Shes cute, isnt she?
The man looks across the bank at Loretta.
MAN
Uh, yeah, I guess so.
Foley winks at Loretta and walks out.
MAN (CONTD)
(to Mr. Guindon)
Who was that?
EXT. BANK - SAME
As Foley comes out, he calmly walks to a Honda Civic and gets in.
INT. CAR - SAME
As Foley tries to start the car. No go. He tries again.
FOLEY
Come on...
But the car wont start. Foley bangs on the wheel...
FOLEY (CONTD)
Fuck!
Foley then stiffens as a cop sticks his gun through the open
window into Foleys ear...
COP
I think you flooded it.
Foley looks to the passenger window, where ANOTER COP, smiling,
now has his gun pointing at him.
SECOND COP
Get outve the car, sir.
FOLEY
Wanna hear a funny story?
SECOND COP
Shut up and get outve the car.
And as Foley obliges, we then...
FADE TO WHITE.
We hear a MAN GRUNT. Then see Foley in SLOW MOTION as he jumps
through frame, now we see a basketball come up in his hand as
we realize hes on his way to the rim when...
...ANOTHER GUY rams into him in mid-air, knocks him down.
EXT. PRISON YARD - DAY
A BASKETBALL GAME in progress. All of the men, Foley included,
are dressed in blue coveralls and white T-shirts. The game is
rough. Hair is pulled. Eyes are poked. Faces punched.
A title reads: "GLADES CORRECTIONAL INSTITUTION. BELLE GLADE,
FLORIDA."
Foley is the oldest player here. Hes getting tired, starts to
lose his breath. He finally walks off the court, breathing so
hard he cant even talk. He simply motions to SOME YOUNG CONVICT
to come in and take his place.
Foley sits down on a bench, tries to catch his breath. He looks
across the yard to where...
A GROUP OF ELDERLY I