wearing
a black vest and T-shirt.
Im gonna kill somebody!
If they dont gimme my god-damn
car, Im gonna kill somebody!
- Who the fuck are you, man?
- Hey, how you doin, Earl?
- Im Scott Roper, the negotiator.
- Get up! Get up! Get up
where I can see you!
Hands up! Get back! Get back!
Stop right there, motherfucker!
Hands up! Hands up!
Get back!
Get back. Step back.
Stop right there, man.
- Stop.
-
the way I see it, too.
Be puts the gun down on the edge of the sink, embraces her.
ELAINE
Im all wet.
CATES
Whats wrong with that?
They both smile.
TRANSITION.
BEDROOM
Cates in bed with Elaine. She wears his shirt.
ELAINE
A guy in the bar called me a dumb
bitch today.
CATES
Whatd you do?
ELAINE
Irrigated his face with the shot
of J and B Id just poured him.
Then I tried to deck the sucker.
CATES
wearing a billed hat and smoking a cigar approaches. CAPTAIN
FRANCO.
FRANCO
American?
WHITTLESLEY
Yes. Thank Christ somebody speaks
English. Im Dr. John Whittlesley.
You have some crates of mine on
board. They were shipped by mistake
to the Natural History Museum. We
have to get them off the boat.
FRANCO
You have I.D.?
Whittlesley runs a trembling hand through his hair, trying to keep
control and
railing that overlooks the beach. We get closer and closer to him until...
One of the skaters checks him hard into the railing. The Old Man exhales violently and falls to his knees. The two other skaters begin savagely beating on him with their hockey sticks, as he crumbles beneath them. Repeatedly their blades crash down hard on his head.
VOICE (O.S.)
I dont understand - how can you base your la
the stairs.
SARAH (in an affected voice): I cant talk to you now. Im in
rehearsal.
She continues grandly on and heads for her room.
MOTHER: You were supposed to be home an hour ago to baby-sit for
Freddie! Dont we at least deserve an explanation?
SARAH stops and leans over the railing. She speaks with a
melodramatic solemnity.
SARAH: As Meanders Queen, Ive been ... meandering. Dither me no