Armed and Dangerous: Screenplay Part 5

FLASHBACK:

Dirk recalls the scene where Kelly bumped her door against his Corolla and he watched THREE GIRLS WALK AWAY.

BACK TO SCENE:

                         DIRK

                 (to Lindsay and Kelly)

          Where’s the other girl?

Lindsay and Kelly avoid eye contact.

                         KELLY

          What other girl?

                         DIRK

          Three of you got out of

          that car this morning.

                        LINDSAY

          She went to the gas station

          to buy cigarettes.  Before

          you got here.

Dirk notices how Kelly keeps staring toward the back room area.

Dirk walks toward the-

WOMEN’S RESTROOM

He stops outside the door to listen.  He hears THE EXHAUST FAN inside and the sound of RUNNING WATER.  He looks back at Kelly and Lindsay, then he KICKS THE DOOR OPEN to discover-

AN EMPTY RESTROOM

The toilet’s running.  No one’s hiding inside.

Dirk leaves the bathroom and enters the—

BACK STORAGE ROOM

He opens the walk-in freezer and finds food inside.

HILDA’S POV:

Hilda hides inside a FULL SIZE EMPLOYEE LOCKER.  She sees Dirk through the air vents in the door.  HER EYES ARE WIDE WITH FEAR.

BACK TO SCENE:

Dirk checks the deadbolt on the emergency exit door and puts his eye to the peephole.

CLOSE ON: PEEPHOLE

Dirk sees police cars gathered outside.

                         NATHAN (VO)

          The cops are moving.

BACK TO SCENE:

Dirk runs out of the storage room and back to the—

DINING ROOM

Dirk peers through the blinds to see police cars leaving.

                         NATHAN

          Are they leaving?

                         DIRK

No.  They’re getting ready for

          something else.

                         NATHAN

          Like what?

Dirk shrugs.

                         DIRK

          Why don’t you go out there

and ask them?

Mary approaches the two men.

                         MARY

          You said you could get us

          out of here.  I have to get

home to my baby.  If Rose

wakes up alone-

                         NATHAN

          Shut up.  Just, shut up

for one second and let me think.

EXT. PARKING LOT – DAY

An officer approaches Sheriff Thorton and taps him on the shoulder.

                         SHERIFF

          The SWAT Commander needs you.

The sheriff turns to see a black panel van parked near the side of the lot.  Several men with combat gear and automatic rifles gather around their SWAT Commander – a BIG BURLY MAN WITH A BALD HEAD AND A DEEP VOICE.

The Sheriff approaches the men.

                         SHERIFF

          What’s our best option?

The SWAT Commander addresses Sheriff Thorton.

                         SWAT COMMANDER

          We can’t get a clean shot with

the blinds closed.

                         SHERIFF

          What about the roof?

                         SWAT COMMANDER

          Too risky.

                (beat)

          How many suspects inside?

                         SHERIFF

          Three confirmed.  But there might

          be more.  They’re holding one of

          my deputies hostage.

                (beat)

          Dispatch received a nine-one-one

call from a girl inside.  We think

she’s alone.  Maybe hiding somewhere

in the back.

                         SWAT COMMANDER

          She tell us anything?

                         SHERIFF

          They lost the signal.

                         SWAT COMMANDER

          Can you get the suspects on

the phone?

                         SHERIFF

          They’re not talking.  And the

longer we sit here with our

dick in our hands, the more

dangerous these guys become.

They know they’re surrounded.

The sooner we end this thing,

the better.

                         SWAT COMMANDER

          How many hostages?

                         SHERIFF

          Ten or twelve.

                         SWAT COMMANDER

          Contact the nine-one-one dispatcher.

          See if she can get our caller

          back on line.  The more we know

          going in, the better.

INT. DINER- DAY

Simon soaks his RED, SWOLLEN hand under running water.

Darlene sits on the floor and rests her back against the counter.  She’s in pain, but not dying.  She faces Nathan and Mary who pick at a plate of food.

                         DARLENE

          Why rob this place?

Nathan chews a piece of bacon.  He gulps a glass of milk.

                         NATHAN

          Easy money.

                         DARLENE

          A bank is easy money.  We don’t

          hold more than two hundred

          dollars at a time.

                         NATHAN

          That’s not what my friend told me.

                         DARLENE

          Well your friend was wrong.

Mary shakes her head.

                         MARY

                (to Nathan)

          I told you this was a stupid idea.

                         NATHAN

          Dirk will get us out of here.

                         MARY

          How?  Through an underground

          tunnel?

                (beat)

          We should have stuck with the plan

          we had.  Two more semesters and

          you’d be done with school.  A full

          time job with benefits.

                         NATHAN

          The job’s not guaranteed.  We need

the money now, not later.

                         DARLENE

                (to Nathan)

          What are you studying?

                         MARY

                (to Darlene)

Engineering.  He goes to night

school at the junior college.

                         NATHAN

                 (to Mary)

          Shut up.  The less she knows

          about us the better.

                         MARY

          What difference does it make?

                         NATHAN

                 (to Darlene)

          You ever been on welfare?

                         DARLENE

          No.

                         NATHAN

          You ever spend six months

          sleeping under a leaky roof?

                         DARLENE

          No.

                         NATHAN

          We saved two years to buy our

first house.  Then hurricane

Sally blew the shingles off.  I lost

my job.  My girl got pregnant.

          We lost the house.

       (beat)

We were going to raise a family

in that house.  Instead we spent

six months with a leaky roof

before the bank kicked us out.

Now we’re living in a single wide

trailer with no air and a toilet

that won’t flush all the way.

                         DARLENE

          You can always find another job.

People do it all the time.

                         NATHAN

          You mean rich people do it all

          the time.  I work too many hours for a

          shitty paycheck that doesn’t add

up to nothing.  I barely qualify

for student loans I can’t afford,

and for what?  The almighty dollar

divides the rich who have it from

the poor who don’t.  The middle class

is obsolete.

                         DARLENE

What about your education?

                         NATHAN

Education is a band aid on a

sucking chest wound.

                         DARLENE

          So you think crime is the answer?

                         NATHAN

          If I don’t work, we don’t eat.

          I barely have time for school.

                         DARLENE

          You’re not the only one who’s been

          kicked in the face so many times your

brain is numb.  That doesn’t give

you the right to come in here and do this.

                         NATHAN

          Do I look like a fucking junky

to you?  You see me roll up in a

new Benz or flash my bling-bling?

I’m trying to feed my family.  To

pay for medication I can’t afford.

We sold our furniture, our belongings,

and the only car we ever had.  Even

that was a kick in the balls.  The

bank called us upside down.  Said we

owed more than the car was worth.

Then they came and took it when we

couldn’t make the payments. 

We were living in that car with

our baby.  We lost the only shelter

we had left.

Long beat.  Nathan and Mary stare at one other.

                         MARY

                 (to Darlene)

          You got kids?

                         DARLENE

          Not yet.

Long beat.  She repositions herself.

                         DARLENE

          You’re not entirely responsible

for what happened here.  Your friend

          killed the cop.

                         NATHAN

          And I shot you, remember?

                         DARLENE

          You weren’t trying to hurt me.

          You were trying to scare me.

          I got in the way by accident.

                         MARY

          You mean that?

                         NATHAN

                (to Mary)

          Don’t listen to her reverse

          psychology crap.

                         DARLENE

          Your friend is going to get

you killed.

Long beat.  Nathan contemplates Darlene’s conclusion.

                         NATHAN

          Then maybe we’re better off dead.

                         MARY

          Our baby needs us.

                         NATHAN

          That baby is what got us into

          this mess.

Mary starts crying.  Nathan watches her, then gives in and puts his arms around her.  DARLENE SEES HILDA PEEKING THROUGH THE RESTROOM DOOR.  THEY MAKE EYE CONTACT.

                         NATHAN

                 (to Mary)

          I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean that.

                         DARLENE

          How old is your baby?

                         MARY

          Eight months.  She was born

          with a heart defect.  Arrhy-arryth—

                         NATHAN

          Arrhythmias.  She needs daily

medication.

                         MARY

          The drugs cost more than we

          make some months.

HAROLD AND BETTY POV:

Harold eavesdrops on the conversation.  He stands up and approaches Nathan and Mary.  Betty clings to him, urges him to stay put.

                         HAROLD

          What kind of medication does

          your daughter take?

                         NATHAN

          Who are you?

                         HAROLD

          I work in sales for a large pharmaceutical

company.

                         BETTY

          Harold…

                         NATHAN

                (to Harold)

          You trying to sell us something?

                         HAROLD

          No, I’m just asking a question.

          Your daughter’s arrhythmias

          impairs her heart’s ability to

          pump blood.  Some people respond to

certain medications better than others.

Nathan looks at Mary.  He scratches his head.

                         NATHAN

          Are you some kind of doctor?

                         HAROLD

          No, but I work with a lot of

          doctors who treat heart rate

          rhythm disorders.

Nathan checks his watch.  He glances over at Dirk, who continues to visually monitor the police outside.

                         NATHAN

          Propafenone.  Our daughter

          takes propafenone.

                         HAROLD

          Does she get sick from it?

                         MARY

          Sometimes.

                         HAROLD

          Tell your doctor to give her

          disopyramide.  It might reduce

          the side effects.  If you let

          us go, I could get your daughter

          a lifetime supply for free.

                         NATHAN

          Sure, and while you’re at it, I’ll

          take a million dollars and a

          house in Beverly Hills.  One of

those with the clay tile roofs

that don’t leak – and a pool in

the back yard.  The kind with the

little waterfall.

                         MARY

                (to Nathan)

          Stop it.

                         HAROLD

          I’m serious.  Just let my wife

          and I leave.

                         NATHAN

          No deal.

Mary tugs on Nathan’s arm.  She whispers in his ear.

                         NATHAN

                (to Mary)

Why should we trust him?

THE POWER GOES OUT IN THE DINER.  THE AIR CONDITIONING STOPS.

                         DIRK

          The power’s on across the street.

          The cops are trying to sweat us

          out.

A CELL PHONE RINGS.

Dirk and Nathan look around the room.  Mary pats her pocket when she realizes the phone is hers.  She answers.

                         MARY

          Hello?

EXT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

Mrs. Abbott paces while she smokes a cigarette.  A ‘76 Plymouth Volare wagon with missing hubcaps, red interior, and a broken windshield pulls up.  A white trash female sits behind the wheel.

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          This is Debra.  Where the hell

are you?

INT. DINER – DAY

                         MARY

          Is Rose all right?

                         NATHAN

                (whispering)

          Who is it?

                         MARY

                 (to Nathan)

          It’s Mrs. Abbott.

Mary turns away from Nathan.

                         MARY

                 (to Mrs. Abbott)

          Did she take her bottle?

EXT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          She took most of it.

INT. DINER – DAY

                         MARY

          Did you change her diaper?

          She’s soaked when she gets up

          from her nap.

EXT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

Mrs. Abbott shrugs at the driver who HONKS the horn in defiance.

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          Look, my ride’s here.

I have Bingo at the school

this morning and I need cigarettes.

I can’t hang around here all day.

INT. DINER – DAY

Mary grows more distraught.

                         MARY

          We’ll be back soon.  Just keep

our baby safe.

EXT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

Mrs. Abbott hears the baby CRYING FROM THE TRAILER.  The driver revs the engine.

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          Hurry up.

INT. DINER – DAY

Nathan takes the phone from Mary and throws it against the floor.

                         MARY

          What are you doing?

                         NATHAN

          The cops can trace it.

EXT. DINER PARKING LOT – DAY

Dale approaches Sheriff Thorton who has one foot on the SWAT van bumper with his arm across his knee.  The Sheriff’s cheek is puffed with chewing tobacco.  He spits brown juice on the ground.

                         DALE

          How much longer are we going

          to wait?

                         SHERIFF

          Not long.

                         DALE

          Chuck’s still inside.

                         SHERIFF

          SWAT has a plan.

                         DALE

          I want in.

                         SHERIFF

          Forget it.  Let those boys do

          their jobs.  That’s what they

          get paid for.

                         DALE

          What about your brother?

The Sheriff spits again.

                         SHERIFF

          Simon can take care of himself.

EXT. GAS STATION ROOF – DAY

A SWAT sniper in a prone position rests his eye against his rifle scope to check his target placement.

CLOSE ON: VIEW FROM RIFLE SCOPE

The diner’s window blinds are closed.  Two SWAT team members circle around the back.

BACK TO SCENE:

                         SWAT COMMANDER (VO)

          Bravo two, are you in place?

                         SNIPER

          Roger that, team leader.

          I’m in position.

INT. DINER – DAY

JON AND CARL POV:

Jon and Carl sit at a booth with sugar spilled across the table.  The place is darker with the power out and the limited sunlight seeping through the closed blinds.

                         JON

          How much longer?

                         CARL

          Hard to say.

Jon looks at the robbers.  He’s nervous, scared.

                         JON

          What are they waiting for?

                         CARL

          The right opportunity.

                         JON

          To do what?

                         CARL

          To end this thing.

                         JON

          What if the cops start shooting?

Long beat.  Carl concentrates on his answer.

                         CARL

          Hug the floor.

                         JON

          How can you just sit here

like this?  Like nothing’s

happened?

                         CARL

          What do you want me to do?

                         JON

          Something.  Anything.  The

longer we sit here-

                         CARL

          Keep your cool and do what

they tell you.  No one else

is going to get hurt.

Jon fidgets with a sugar packet.

                         JON

          I never got my coffee.

                         CARL

          I never got my eggs.

Long beat.

                         JON

          I should have got on that bus.

          This morning, in the parking lot.

          I couldn’t do it.  I can’t go back.

          I joined the Army out of high

          school.  My mom told me not to but

          I enlisted anyway just to piss her off.

          They sent me to Afghanistan right out of

          basic.  I did two years in that

shit hole.  Now I’m AWOL.

                         CARL

          You’re not AWOL.  You just missed

the bus.

                         JON

          Tell that to Uncle Sam.  He’s the

one who’s got my balls in a twist.

I can’t go back.  I can’t.  I love my

          country, but I’m not cut out for this.

Long beat.  Jon looks at Carl intently.  Carl remains expressionless.

                         JON

          You think that makes me a coward?

                         CARL

          It makes you human.

                         JON

          I did two years.  That otta

          count for something.

A LOUD COMMOTION IN THE BACK ROOM PROMPTS JON AND CARL TO LOOK AWAY.

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