Armed and Dangerous: Screenplay Part 8

EXT. SUBURBAN HOME – DAY

Police cars line the curb with lights flashing outside a brick rambler with painted shutters.  Officers take cover behind their car doors, guns drawn.

OFFICER NUMBER ONE emerges from the front door and shakes his head.  He motions with his hands for his peers to drop their weapons. 

OFFICER NUMBER TWO steps away from his car and holsters his gun.

                         OFFICER NUMBER TWO

          Wrong address?

                         OFFICER NUMBER ONE

          The house changed hands two

years ago.  Nathan Smalls doesn’t

live here any more.

INT. SHERIFF’S PATROL CAR – DAY

Moving vehicle.  The Sheriff keys the radio mic.  Dale rides shotgun.

                         SHERIFF

                 (into mic)

          Ten-four.

                         DALE

          What happened?

                         SHERIFF

Right house.  Wrong time.

Nathan Smalls is on the run.

Highway patrol spotted the stolen

truck heading westbound.

EXT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

Dirk, Nathan, and Mary arrive in the stolen truck.  Nathan and Mary approach the trailer.  Dirk drives away.  The spinning tires kick up dirt and gravel.

INT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

Mary helps Nathan to the sofa.  She ducks in the back room and scoops her crying baby on her shoulder.

                         MARY

          She’s burning up.

Nathan GROANS in agony on the sofa.  He pulls his shirt off and cups his hand on his stomach wound.  He stands up and meanders about the room.

                         NATHAN

          It shouldn’t hurt this bad.

Mary opens the refrigerator to find a half bottle of formula beside an empty milk carton and some rotten fruit.

She takes the bottle and tries to feed her baby, but the baby won’t have it.

                         NATHAN

          She won’t take it cold.

Mary puts the bottle in the microwave.  Nathan paws through a cabinet and finds a first aid kit.  He opens it and tears through the contents for gauze bandage and tape.  Mary bounces, tries to sooth the hysterical baby.

                         MARY

                 (to baby)

          Shhhh.  Mommy’s here.

It’s all right.

          I’ll never leave you again.

Not ever.  I promise.

The timer dings.  She takes the bottle out and shakes it.  She dribbles formula on her arm.

                         MARY

          Shit.

The formula’s too hot.  She unscrews the bottle and adds tap water to cool it off.  Shakes it again and stuffs the nipple in her baby’s mouth.

Nathan tapes a wad of gauze bandage to his stomach.  He’s gaunt.  Shaky.  Sweating profusely.

                         MARY

          What are we gunna do?

                         NATHAN

          I don’t know.

Long beat.  Nathan swallows hard.

                         NATHAN

          They’ll find us eventually.

                         MARY

          Not if we get out of here.

                         NATHAN

          And go where?

                         MARY

          Anywhere.  Someplace safe.

          Until this mess blows over.

Nathan forces a smile.  The futility of his situation sinks in.  He’s dying and he knows it.

                         NATHAN

          Dirk killed a cop.  They’ll never

stop looking for us.

EXT. STOLEN TRUCK – DAY

Dirk’s truck sits on the shoulder of the road with two flat tires and bullet holes in the tail gate.  STEAM ESCAPES FROM THE HOOD.  BEHIND THE STEAM, we see Dirk in the front seat with his hands off the wheel.  The truck is surrounded by Sheriff deputies, Florida Highway Patrol, and local city police.  Sheriff Thorton brings the megaphone to his mouth.

                         SHERIFF

          Throw out your weapon and come

          out slowly with your hands where

          we can see them.

INT. STOLEN TRUCK – DAY

Dirk sits with his hands in his lap, holding the .357 revolver.  Through the windshield and the steam he can see the crowd of armed officers facing him.

                         DIRK

          Fuck you.

EXT. STOLEN TRUCK – DAY

Sheriff Thorton lowers his megaphone and looks at Dale who’s standing beside him.

                         SHERIFF

          What about the other two?

                         DALE

          An APB went out an hour ago.

INT. STOLEN TRUCK – DAY

Dirk opens the diaper bag and pulls out the zippered money bag out.  It’s flat.  He frantically unzips it and FINDS IT EMPTY.  He starts laughing.

Dirk empties the .357 cylinder.  Shell casings roll off the seat and onto the floorboard.  He reloads his last few bullets.  With the gun in his lap, he points the muzzle toward his chin and shuts his eyes for a second.

                         SHERIFF (VO)

          You have thirty seconds to

tell us where the others are.

Dirk pops his eyes open.  He slams his fist against the back of the seat.  He shakes his head in disgust and opens the door.  He steps out of the truck and fires at the police.  The police return fire.

INT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

Mary stuffs clothes and diapers in a suitcase.  Nathan watches from the sofa, his breathing shallow and labored.

                         MARY

          We’re going to get you out of here.

                         NATHAN

          How?

                         MARY

          Don’t talk.

Mary rummages through the empty cabinets for a jar of baby formula.  She lobs the jar in her suitcase and unzips her jeans to pull out the zippered money bag (surprise), SPILLING CASH ON THE FLOOR.

                         MARY

          We have to get you to a hospital.

Nathan swallows dryly.  He clings to life by a hair.  His eyes glaze over.

Mary tries to lift him off the sofa with his arm around her shoulder, but she can’t.  The end is here and now.

                         NATHAN

                 (whispering)

          Telllll…Rossseee.  I–

                (beat)

          Love her.

Mary hugs him as the baby starts crying.  Nathan forces his last breath.  His eyes are fixed, lifeless.

                         MARY

                 (crying)

          Tell her yourself God dammit.

          Tell her yourself.

Mary wipes her eyes, throws a burp cloth on her shoulder, and scoops her baby from the box.  She grabs her suitcase and walks out.

EXT. MARY’S TRAILER HOME – DAY

Mary walks several yards from the trailer when she HEARS A CAR APPROACHING FROM BEHIND.  She stops.  Turns to see Mrs. Abbott in the old Volare wagon with missing hubcaps.  The driver HONKS and rolls by before CRASHING INTO A MAIL BOX AND STOPPING.  Mrs. Abbott stumbles out of the car shit-face drunk.  The driver gets out too.  They stare at Mary.

                         MRS. ABBOTT

                 (to Mary)

          What are you starin’ at?

Mary shoves her suitcase in the car and climbs behind the wheel.  SHE RESTS HER BABY ON THE PASSENGER SEAT and slowly drives away.

EXT. MRS. ABBOTT’S TRAILER – DAY

Sheriff Thorton stands outside the trailer with Officer Dale and Mrs. Abbott.

Mrs. Abbott smokes a cigarette as she pours lighter fluid on a stack of newspaper in a CHARCOAL GRILL.

The Sheriff shows Mrs. Abbott a photo of Mary Patterson.

                         SHERIFF

          You sure you’ve never seen this

          woman before?

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          Can’t say that I have.

                         DALE

          And you’re positive?

Mrs. Abbott nods her head.  She steps away from the grill and flicks ash.

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          I’m pretty good with faces but

          my short term memory ain’t what

it use to be.

                         SHERIFF

          We have a reliable witness that

          claims Mary Patterson lived here

with her boyfriend.  We understand

they had a baby together.  I don’t

suppose you ever heard a baby crying

around here?

Mrs. Abbott shakes her head.

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          Can’t say that I have.

Sheriff Thorton turns away.  Visibly frustrated.

                        SHERIFF

          One more thing Mrs. Abbott.

          A stolen car recovered at our

          crime scene was spotted here,

yesterday, outside your trailer.

Our witness said she saw Mary

Patterson get in it with this man.

Sheriff Thorton shows Mrs. Abbott a photo of Nathan Smalls.

CLOSE ON: PHOTO OF NATHAN SMALLS.

                         SHERIFF

          What do you think?

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          I think your witness needs her

          eyes checked.

Sheriff Thorton nudges the photo closer.

                         SHERIFF

          Do you recognize this man or not?

                         MRS. ABBOTT

          I seen him around.

The Sheriff frowns when he sees Nathan carried out in an open body bag.

                         SHERIFF

          The car was used in an armed

          robbery.  I don’t suppose you

know anything about that?

Mrs. Abbott watches the police carry Nathan’s body away.  She points at him with her cigarette and shrugs.

                          MRS. ABBOTT

          Why don’t you ask him?

Mrs. Abbott flicks her cigarette on the newspaper in the grill.

CLOSE ON: THE Barbeque grill.

The newspaper catches fire.

Headlines above a photo of the diner read: POLICE STANDOFF ENDS IN VIOLENCE.  ONE SUSPECT STILL AT LARGE.

Newspaper pages burn and curl, revealing a FAMILY PHOTO WITH MARY AND HER BABY and an assortment of BABY CLOTHES engulfed in flames.

THE END

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