Armed and Dangerous: Screenplay Part 2

INT. DINER – DAY

Chuck enters diner and takes off his shades.  Folds them in his shirt pocket beneath the radio mic on his lapel.  He approaches the front counter to survey the room.  He nods at Darlene, his ex-girlfriend.

CARL’S POV:

Carl hides his face with his hand.

JON’S POV:

Jon sits up and takes note of the cop.

BACK TO SCENE:

                         DARLENE

                (to Chuck)

          I told you not to come here when

I’m working.

                         CHUCK

          And I’m suppose to know your schedule?

Darlene rubs the counter with a rag.

                         DARLENE

          What do you want?

                         CHUCK

          Two large coffees.  One black and

          one—

                         DARLENE

          Light cream, no sugar.

                         CHUCK

          You know me better than my partner.

                         DARLENE

          Your partner doesn’t know you at all.

Darlene frowns.  She grabs the coffee pot and fills two Styrofoam coffee cups.  She squeezes several packets of cream in her hand above one cup and lets the cream drip through her fingers.  She tears a handful of sugar packets in half and dumps the entire contents in the same cup.  She wipes her hands on her apron.

                         DARLENE

          Three eighty-seven.

Chuck hesitates.  Accustomed to coffee gratis.

                         DARLENE

          This ain’t a soup kitchen.

                         CHUCK

          Since when do I pay for coffee?

                         DARLENE

                 (whispers)

          Since you screwed my sister.

                         CHUCK

          Why are you still pissed about that?

Your sister came on to me.

Darlene’s impatience grows.

                         DARLENE

          I got customers waiting.

                         CHUCK

          She has a thing for men in uniform.

                         DARLENE

                (shouting)

          She’s nineteen.

The place goes quiet like time stood still.  Chuck sees that all eyes are on him.  He slaps four crumpled dollars on the counter.

                         CHUCK

          Keep the change.

A garbled voice comes over his radio.  He listens for his code name then strolls toward the MEN’S RESTROOM and enters.

INT. PATROL CAR – DAY

Dale taps his fingers on the dashboard.  Board, impatient.  He watches traffic through the windshield.

INT. DINER – DAY

SORORITY SISTERS’ POV:

Lindsay and Kelly read menus.  Hilda cups her hand on her mouth.

                         HILDA

                (gagging)

          Move…

Hilda pushes Lindsay off the bench seat and PITCHES FORWARD IN A VIOLENT HEAVE.  She’s ready to spew her guts but she holds it in.

HILDA’S POV:

Hilda charges for the restroom, bumping Cheryl and a serving tray with plates.

BACK TO SCENE:

The plates shatter on the floor as the diner’s front door

swings open and two figures in SKI masks (NATHAN and DIRK)

enter with guns.  Nathan holds an empty diaper bag.  He’s hesitant, indecisive.  Dirk appears calm, yet menacing with cold eyes behind his mask.  He wields a .357 Magnum with a six-inch, ventilated barrel.

                         DIRK

          Everybody on the floor!

Cheryl and Abby scream.  They drop to the floor face down.  Darlene and Simon keep their hands up.  EVERYONE, EXCEPT FOR CARL, leaves their seat and hits the floor.

Nathan points his .22 revolver at Darlene.

                         NATHAN

          Open the register!

Darlene opens the register as Nathan comes around the counter to grab the cash.

CLOSE UP: OPEN REGISTER

Nathan sees one twenty dollar bill and a handful of singles.  He lifts the drawer and finds an empty RED MONEY BAG with a locking zipper.

BACK TO SCENE:

                         NATHAN

          Where’s the rest?

                         DARLENE

          We do a bank deposit every shift.

Nathan hammers the air with his gun.  He’s furious.

                         NATHAN

          What the fuck?  Where’s the safe?

                         DARLENE

          We don’t have one.

                         NATHAN

          What do you mean you don’t

          have a fucking safe?

Nathan looks at Dirk.

                         NATHAN

          I thought you said they had

          a safe?

Mary enters the DINER unexpectedly.  UNARMED.  WEARS A SKI MASK.

                         NATHAN

                (startled)

          I told you to wait in the car!

                         MARY

                 (whining)

          I saw cops in the parking lot.

                         NATHAN

          Shit!

                         DIRK

                (to Nathan)

          Watch them.

Dirk heads for the back exit when THE MEN’S RESTROOM DOOR OPENS.

CHUCK’S POV:

Chuck sees the robbery in progress.  His eyes focus on the guns and he instinctively reaches for his weapon.  A SINGLE SHOT EXPLODES FROM DIRK’S REVOLVER, HITTING CHUCK IN THE NECK.

INT. PATROL CAR – DAY

Dale heard the shot go off.  For a split second he’s thinking car backfire.  Then he powers down his window and hears a woman screaming.  He keys his shoulder mic.

                          DALE

          Chuck?

Nothing but STATIC.  He tugs at the riot shotgun.  FUMBLES WITH THE IGNITION KEYS AND UNLOCKS THE SHOTGUN HOLDER.

Dale exits the car and PUMPS the shotgun.  He charges for the diner entrance.

INT. WOMEN’S RESTROOM – DAY

Hilda braces her hands on her knees.  A LOUD EXHAUST FAN DROWNS THE RESTAURANT NOISE as she launches another wave of vomit at the swirling toilet bowl.

EXT. DINER – DAY

Dale approaches the front of the diner.  He sees the blood spatter on the window.  He SEES TWO ARMED FIGURES standing above Chuck.  He backs away from the window and grabs his mic.

                         EUGENE

          Central, this is Adam-twelve,

          we have a two-eleven in progress at

          the Waffle House on Almond Road.

          Officer down.  Request immediate

          assistance and an ambulance

forthwith.

INT. DINER – DAY

Dirk points the smoking .357 at CHUCK, who crawls backwards, clutching his hand on his throat.  BLOOD GUSHES BETWEEN HIS FINGERS.  THERE’S BLOOD SPATTER ON THE WALLS AND CEILING.

Darlene grabs a rag to stop the bleeding.  She nearly slips on the bloody floor.

Mary stares at the carnage in disbelief.  Limp, catatonic.  Then reality kicks her in the face.

                         MARY

          Let’s go!

Nathan paces with his hands on his head.  He’s freaking out.

                         NATHAN

          You shot a cop!  You shot a

fucking cop!  Why did you do

that?  Shit!  This wasn’t

suppose to happen.

Darlene embraces Chuck on the SLIPPERY floor, trying to stem the tide of blood GUSHING from his neck.  Chuck turns pale.

                         DARLENE

          Somebody call an ambulance!

                         DIRK

          Let’s go!

Dirk pans his gun at the customers.  Harold shields Betty with his body.  Jon cowers in the corner.  Carl remains stoic.  Defiant.

Nathan takes Mary’s hand and steps toward the door.  He opens it and SEES DALE WITH THE SHOTGUN.

                         NATHAN

          Get back!

Dirk checks the door and sees police cars arrive outside.

                         DIRK

          Fuck!

Dirk closes all the blinds expect for one where he can see the front parking lot.  Police sirens wail.

                         NATHAN

          Now what?

                         MARY

          What about Rose?

                         NATHAN

          What about her?

                         MARY

          We can’t stay here.

                         NATHAN

          Shut up!

                         DIRK

          Out the back.

Dirk runs toward the back of the diner and puts his eye to the rear exit peep hole.

                         DIRK

          They blocked us in.

EXT. DINER – DAY

Police cars converge outside the diner.  Officers jump out.  Pistols and shotguns point toward the diner.

INT. DINER – DAY

Dirk approaches the window blinds and peeks outside.

                         DIRK

          The cops are all over this place.

                         MARY

          What are we gunna do?

Dirk steps away from the window.  He pans his gun at the diner patrons.

                         DIRK

          Everyone against the wall.

Harold and Betty reluctantly move away from their table. Carl moves one seat back.  Jon takes his duffel bag and starts moving when DIRK GRABS THE BAG AND UNBUCKLES THE TOP LATCH.  Dirk dumps the contents on the floor.  Mostly dirty laundry, a magazine, a football, and a small journal notebook.

Abby, Cheryl, Lindsay, and Kelly all huddle with the other patrons.  Jon reaches for the JOURNAL NOTEBOOK on the floor.

                         DIRK

                (to Jon)

          I said, against the wall.

DARLENE’S POV:

Darlene in tears, still trying to save Chuck’s life.

                         DARLENE

          He’s lost a lot of blood.

          If he doesn’t get to a hospital

he’ll die.

BACK TO SCENE:

                         DIRK

          Shut up.

                         NATHAN

                 (to Dirk)

          She’s right.  If we don’t

let him go, we’ll have bigger

problems.

Dirk ponders the situation.  He stands over Chuck’s body and SLAMS TWO ROUNDS in his chest (three left in the cylinder).  DARLENE SCREAMS.

                         DIRK

          Problem solved.

Nathan shoves Dirk sideways and THEY TURN AWAY FROM DARLENE.  DARLENE PULLS THE MACE CANISTER FROM CHUCK’S BELT AND HIDES IT IN HER APRON.

                         NATHAN

          You killed a cop!  You just killed

          a fucking cop.

A MEGAPHONE BLASTS FROM OUTSIDE THE DINER.

                         SHERIFF (VO)

          This is Sheriff Thorton.

          We have you surrounded.

          Throw out your weapons and

surrender yourselves immediately.

Simon turns his head.  He recognizes his brother’s voice.

                         MARY

          They’ll kill us.

                         NATHAN

          No they won’t.

                         DIRK

          Not with all these people in here.

EXT. DINER – DAY

Sheriff EUGENE THORTON (thick chest, tall stature), lowers his megaphone and turns to Dale.  Dale crouches behind a car door with his pistol pointed at the diner.

                        SHERIFF

          How many people inside?

                        DALE

          I don’t know.  A dozen, maybe more.

                        SHERIFF

          Could you see anything?

                        DALE

          Three people in masks.  Two with

handguns.

                        SHERIFF

          Was my brother in there?

                        DALE

          Couldn’t tell.  There was blood

          all over the window.

Sheriff Thorton turns away from Dale to acknowledge another officer approaching him.

                         SHERIFF

                 (to other officer)

          I want a SWAT team assembled.

          And run the plates on every

          car in this lot.  I wanna

          know who we’re dealing with.

The officer nods and backs away.

INT. DINER – DAY

Nathan paces back and forth until Dirk grabs him by the bicep.

                         DIRK

          Check the back exit again.

          Make sure it’s locked.

HILDA’S POV:

Hilda peeks through the bathroom door.  She sees a masked figure coming toward her and jerks her head away.

BACK TO SCENE:

Nathan stops outside the women’s restroom.  HE HEARS THE EXHAUST FAN BLOWING AND NUDGES THE DOOR OPEN.  HE SEES NO ONE AND PULLS THE DOOR CLOSED.

HILDA’S POV:

Hilda stands bolt upright behind the door.  She holds her breath.  Close call.

SIMON AND DARLENE POV:

Simon and Darlene watch Nathan and Dirk drag Chuck’s body to the back room, leaving a BLOOD SMEAR along the floor.

KELLY AND LINDSAY POV:

Lindsay reaches in her pocket and pulls her cell phone out slowly.  Kelly sees her and taps her hand.  Lindsay slides the phone back as Dirk and Nathan approach.

Dirk points to Darlene.

                         DIRK

          Get a mop and clean this shit up.

There’s blood all over the floor.

Darlene washes her hands in the sink.  Her seething stare burns at Dirk and Nathan.

CHERYL AND ABBY POV:

The waitresses stand together.  Abby faces the robbers with Cheryl beside her.  Abby fidgets, scratches her arms.  She craves a cigarette.

                         CHERYL

                (whispering)

          I recognize one of them.

                         ABBY

          How?

                         CHERYL

          His voice.  I think he’s a

student in my algebra class.

                         ABBY

          You better hope he doesn’t

          recognize you.

JON AND CARL’S POV:

Jon keeps his head down.  Hands in pockets.  Carl remains alert, attentive to events unfolding.

                         CARL

                (whispering)

          What’s your name?

                         JON

          Jon Reese.

Carl extends a hearty handshake.  Jon pulls his hand out of his pocket.

                         CARL

          Carl Davenport.

                 (beat)

          You’re the kid by the bus stop.

                         JON

          I should have got on.

                         CARL

          I should have kept driving.

Long beat.  Jon balls his napkin.

                         JON

          You think they’ll kill us?

                         CARL

          No.

                         JON

          How do you know that?

                         CARL

          Because we’re worth more

          to them alive, than dead.

HAROLD AND BETTY POV:

Harold and Betty sit at a booth.  Harold looks furious like he wants to punch someone.  They whisper.

                         HAROLD

          I wish I had a gun.

                         BETTY

          No you don’t.

                         HAROLD

          I could take those fuckers out

          before they knew what hit them.

                         BETTY

          And get yourself killed.

                         HAROLD

          We can’t sit here and do nothing.

          They shot a cop.  They won’t hesitate

          to shoot us.

                         BETTY

          Just do what they want.

                         HAROLD

          We should have stayed at the hotel.

                         BETTY

          So this is my fault now?

                          HAROLD

          I never asked you to tag along.

          This whole trip you’ve been

          acting weird.  Like your time

          of the month is coming.

                          BETTY

          That time has come and gone.

I’m irritated because you never

invite me on these trips unless

I beat you over the head about it.

                          HAROLD

          What’s that suppose to mean?

                          BETTY

          You’re upset because you

can’t play the field when

I’m around.

      (beat)

I know about the other women.

                          HAROLD

          What women?

                         BETTY

          Don’t play dumb, Harold.  I’ve been

          married long enough to know

the difference between a husband

in love and a husband

          pretending to be in love.

          If you’re not getting sex

          from me, you’re getting it

          from somewhere else.

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