problem, sir.
- Shut up.
The Arab Bureau thinks you
would be of use to them in Arabia.
Why, I cant imagine.
You cant perform
your present duties properly.
"I cannot fiddle, but I can make
a great state from a little city."
- What?
- Themistocles, sir.
- A Greek philosopher.
- I know youve been well-educated.
It says so in your dossier.
Youre the kind of creature
I cant stand, Lawrence.
But I supp
bandits. - Nobody does it normally anymore.
These young broads dont know what the fuck they want.
- You think she was a pro? - A pro, Dan?
A pro is how you think of yourself Last Night. See my point?
Come on you scumbags, last inning.
- Where, where? - Right there.
Here comes Debbies boss. He looks good, lets see if he can hit.
Out!
No stick.
The second baseman has a nice ass.
I refuse
bandits. These
masterless warriors were no longer referred to as Samurai,
they were known by another name: Such men were called Ronin.
The words hang on the screen and we hold for a BEAT, and then
the DRUMS are cut off by - A SILENCED GUN SHOT: Thwpfft...
FADE IN ON:
INT. A MEDIEVAL CATHEDRAL - NIGHT
Its dark, and so it takes us a minute to realize were
MOVING UP STONE SPIRALING STAIRS, up up up
problems
and theyve all got a little larceny in em.
Take my pal unger, for instance,
the guy who owns this apartment.
Hes putting up the money to operate with
and hes letting me stay here.
Hes a book-keeper. Been with
the same company for ten years.
You know, Fay, the mistake I made
before was shooting for peanuts.
Five years have taught me
one thing, if nothing else.
If you take a chance,
be sur
Bandits at 2 oclock.
DANNY
Power dive!
They buzz their lips in a flying noise and work the controls,
Rafes bare feet on one pedal, Dannys on the other.
RAFE
Its Germans!
DANNY
Kill the bastards!
Rafe looks at Danny in shock -- then they both laugh and go
right back into their game, manufacturing their own machine
gun and engine sounds.
RAFE
Good shooting, Danny!
DANNY
Good shooting, Rafe!
RAFE
La
sleeping,
he knows when youre awake..."
The family cat skulks past the cage -- almost. Without
warning, the cat is yanked -- so fast and powerfully it
seems that its been sucked -- through the bars, into the
cage. A feline SCREAM, then sickening silence.
With dead syncopation, Mother and Father finish off their
martinis, and plop the empty glasses down.
3 EXT. A PARK--THAT NIGHT 3
A HAPPY COUPLE
sleeping.
So even when I go poo-poo,
Im makin money?
- Thats some expensive shit.
- Damn skippy.
So you see why I cant afford
to waste any time.
And this is wasted time!
I completely understand that. If you could
just give me a moment, then I will start.
Please. If its not worth the minute,
then I will give you $965.
Hmm.
Because personally
I think youre underpaid.
Hope you have
your checkbook.
-
problems.
And you, alone, without Mommy...
Ive been thinking about my students
in the program.
Daddy trained doctors
for the government.
- Ambassadors of health.
- I remember that.
The foreigners who made war
on tapeworms.
The Alliance for Progress.
Why dont they cure
their own Indians?
- Raul.
- What?
The government had to accept
their aid to shut the gringos up.
That might be true, but the prog
problems...
- Murderer! Thief!
Rafael!
Stupid!
Stupid!
We have to have
another discussion very soon.
lt always a pleasure to hear
the views of my good friend Sotero.
Maybe when l come back, hm?
!Adi!
Let go!
Help me bring him in.
lf he steals our harvest again,
we might as well
cut our throats and be done with it!
Leave the valley. That what we must do.
- Live somewhere else?
- Take our homes wit
problem, its the fact that she thinks too much, and its
reflected in her eyes.
Across from her is MR. WEAVER, a high-school guidance counselor and that
was his voice we heard with Alexs. Hes unexceptional, middle-aged,
incapable of really hearing what Alex has to say. This is his office
were in. Typical "SAY NO TO DRUGS" teen propaganda decorate the room.
Fun.
As the BELL dies we hear the army of