Working Title: The Worst Monday
By Nathan Mitchell

IN A CAR

A man is sitting in the backseat. We can’t see anyone else in the car. This man is Rick, our protagonist. He’s cracking his knuckles, seems to be getting ready to say something.

MALE VOICE (off camera)
…and that was when Rodney came running out the front door, butt-naked, with a loaded shotgun in one hand and a bottle of whisky in the other, and he starts yelling at the kids going “you fucks want a piece of me cause I’m one crazy motherfucker.”

Laughing is heard Rick doesn’t laugh.

RICK
Okay, guys I think that’s enough. Time to get to work don’t ya think?

Everyone quiets down.

RICK
Okay, well, there’s only one of them in the house right now. So this is just a reconnaissance mission…

MALE VOICE
Reconnaissance mission, like we’re spies or something.

RICK
Shut the fuck up Barry. Now you two (pointing to people off camera) are going to go up and just knock on the door, like this is a normal visit, and ask very politely for this motherfucker. If it’s the guy, distract him and me and Barry will come up and tranq him, if not, well, try to get inside the house. Find something we can use to locate this guy.

FEMALE VOICE 1
How will you two know if it’s him or not?

RICK
I’m getting to that. One of you is going to go in wearing a wire. Do I have a volunteer?

FEMALE VOICE 2
I’ll do it.

RICK
Alright get back here.

We hear as someone gets out of the car and get in the back. 

RICK
Take off your shirt.

He starts bugging someone off camera.

FEMALE VOICE 2
If it’s not the guy how are we going to get into the house?

RICK
I’m sure two resourceful girls like you can figure it out.

He drops something on the floor.

RICK
Shit.

He picks it up and goes back to bugging her.

RICK
Now, you’ll be able to talk to me, but I can’t talk to you. In case something goes wrong, just say Major Tom and me and Barry will come running in.

FEMALE VOICE 2
Alright.

RICK
Now what’s the code word.

FEMALE VOICE 2
Major Tom

He finishes bugging her.

RICK
Alright, now don‘t do anything stupid like get yourselves killed. Have fun.

Fade out with the sound of car doors opening and closing.

BLACK 
We hear the sound of somebody dragging something across gravel, something big. There is the sound of grunting, coming from Rick. The dragging stops and we hear Rick lifting the object and putting it very roughly in the trunk of a car. We hear the trunk close and the driver side door open and close. As the sound is heard we cut to

INSIDE A CAR

Rick is sitting in the car looking very nervous. The clothes he’s wearing make him look like he’s trying to be a gangster, like he’s tough, odd since at the moment his face shows nothing but weakness. He has blood going from the left side of his nose down along his face. He doesn’t seem to notice. 

He stares at the steering wheel, not moving. Finally, he puts the car into gear and backs it out of the driveway and onto the road. He begins driving away but soon after beginning he is suddenly very angry, he floors the gas for a distance and then slams on the brake. He very quickly gets out of the car, he yells obscenities. Get all those curse words in the first scene. Yes subvert the children yes.

He gets back in the car and slams his head down on the steering wheel. He looks at himself in the rear view mirror.

RICK
Man what the fuck? Quit being such a fucking pussy. Calm the fuck down you piece of shit and just drive the last few miles to the motherfucking house, motherfucker.

He starts moving again. Cue opening sequence.

RICK’S LIVING ROOM

In the living room, there is a TV on top of which is covered in empty beer cans and full ash trays, the beer cans spread all over the floor and all around Rick in the chair. There’s junk everywhere. This room is a definite pig sty.

It’s morning, Rick is asleep sitting up in a chair, it looks like he slept in his clothes. The TV is on playing that annoying off hours screen with the continuous high pitched tone. It goes back to normal programming and Rick wakes up, he picks up the remote and turns off the TV and is about to go back to sleep in the same position he was in when a man of about 20 comes down the stairs dressed in pajamas with trains all over it. This is Barry, Rick’s house mate and friend. Rick stare’s at him.

Barry continues into the kitchen. Rick shakes his head and falls asleep.

BLACK
Text: FRIDAY

RICK’S KITCHEN

The Kitchen is just like any other kitchen. It’s clean and well kept for the most part. It wouldn’t be uncommon to see the dishes left in the sink over night but other than that it’s kept very clean. The fridge has notes placed all over it from Barry to himself saying things to the effect of “get milk” or “good luck.” There is the drip-drip sound of a coffee maker.
 
Barry is eating a bowl of Lucky Charms still in his pj’s. Rick comes in, looking like he just woke up. He does not look like he’s slept well.

BARRY
Sleep well?

RICK
Shut the fuck up Barry.

He pours himself a cup of coffee from the coffee maker sitting on the counter. Then he sits at the table with Barry and lights up a cigarette and starts drinking his coffee.

RICK
What’s with the choo-choo trains Barry?

BARRY
What? Sometimes I like wearing pajamas.

RICK
You look ridiculous.

BARRY
Hey, it happens to be very comfortable in this. Besides you shouldn’t knock something until you try it anyway. 

RICK
Fuck that. I wouldn’t be caught dead in fucking choo-choo train pajamas.

BARRY
Yeah, well, I like ‘em.

LIVING ROOM
Barry is coming down the stairs, dressed in what looks to be a fast-food uniform. Rick is sitting back in his chair, watching TV. Sounds like cartoons. Rick is drinking a beer.

BARRY
Okay, Rick I’m off to work then.

Rick doesn’t take his eyes off the TV. Barry stands there for a minute waiting for Rick to do something in acknowledgement. Nothing comes.

BARRY
It‘d be nice if you cleaned up a little… since you are the one that made the mess.

Still no reaction.

BARRY
Okay then.

Barry leaves. Rick continues watching the television, and we focus on the television as well. The show he’s watching cuts to a commercial and he starts flipping through the channels. He stops on a News Program. A newsman is on screen, the box next to his head says “Case Reopened?”

NEWSMAN
…the police previously reported that they had finally found “The Mansfield Mangler” but early yesterday morning a body of a young woman was found dumped along the shore of Lake Erie, just outside of Cleveland. Police are now saying that the way in which this woman was killed greatly resembles that of the Mangler Killings.

The screen cuts to a police man in his uniform with a microphone in his face. Subtext: Detective Robert Barns: Author “Me and the Mangler.”

DETECTIVE BARNS
Right now there isn’t enough information to know if this was a copy cat killer or the real deal. We currently have an entire Forensics Unit working around the clock trying to answer that very question.

It cuts back to the newscaster.

NEWSMAN
Earlier this morning the police have released the identification of the woman’s body as Patricia Adriano, the daughter of a known mob member, Tony “The Shark” Adriano…

RICK
Jesus Christ

NEWSMAN
 …who recently became a missing person. The police are now looking into if this murder could be a mob hit, and would like for anyone with information on this to call this number.

A number appears at the bottom of the screen. Rick picks up a pen and paper and begins to write down the number. He almost finishes it.

RICK
Wait, what am I doing?

He casually rips up the paper and throws it away.

THE KITCHEN

Rick is sitting at the kitchen table with his feet up drinking a bottled beer. He’s staring off into the distance at nothing in particular. The phone begins to ring and he gets up and answers it.

RICK
Hello… Yeah… I was watching the news earlier, they said something about that… Just say when and where man… (he gets a pen and note pad) yeah… (he writes down “tomorrow 2pm Bob’s Family Diner, Michigan”) Okay… (he then writes “don‘t come alone”) That’s very kind of you sir… (he writes “$$”) Yeah I’ll be there.

He hangs up.

LIVING ROOM

Rick is sitting in his chair again. He has a beer and a lit cigarette. From the sound of the TV it can be assumed that he’s watching pornography. The phone rings. Rick mutes the porn and picks up the phone which is sitting next to the chair.

RICK
Hello

FEMALE VOICE(vo)
Hey, Rick?

RICK
Yeah?

FEMALE VOICE(vo)
Hey Rick, it’s Cindy.

RICK
Oh hey Cindy, I’m supposed to pick you up at eight right?

CINDY(vo)
Yeah, about that Rick. Like my best-friends cousin is in town and she kinda like planned for us all to like have a sleepover, you know.

RICK
Oh, well, are you free tomorrow?

CINDY(vo)
Um, I really don’t think so Rick, I’m sorry.

RICK
Oh, I see.

CINDY(vo)
I gotta go now Rick. Bye.

Rick hangs up the phone and immediately downs the rest of his beer. He gets up from his chair and walks very quickly into the kitchen and out the front door grabbing a baseball bat that’s leaning against the wall. 

A GARAGE

In the garage it is very organized. Tools line the walls and it is very clean.

He walks out into the garage and starts swinging at everything in there breaking the shelves, the tables if he can and basically making a mess. He’s obviously pretty upset. When he finishes breaking everything he drops the bat and walks out and back into the kitchen.

THE KITCHEN

As soon as Rick gets in he gets himself a beer and proceeds to the living room.

LIVING ROOM

He sits back in his chair in the living room where he opens it and goes back to watching his pornography.

Cut to: It’s later in the day. Rick is passed out sitting up again. We hear Barry coming back from his job. He walks in to the living room. Sees Rick passed out in the chair. Seems to take a moment to decide whether to wake him up or not.

BARRY(yelling)
HEY RICK!

Rick awakens.

RICK
Huh. (sees Barry) Oh, what the fuck do you want?

BARRY
Did you, um, smash up my garage?

RICK
Uh… Yeah that was me.

BARRY(suddenly furious)
WHAT THE FUCK DUDE! You broke at least half my tools, all of my shelves and my fucking work bench! That’s it dude, just get the fuck out.

Rick stands up walks up to Barry and punches him in the face. Barry falls to the floor.

BARRY
What the fuck was that for?!

RICK (he holds out his hand for Barry to grab)
Sorry about the garage man, it’s just that, Cindy turned me down…

BARRY
Oh. Why didn’t you say so to begin with.

Rick helps him up.

THE KITCHEN

Rick is busy pouring them both shots of Jack Daniels. Barry is talking to him though Rick doesn’t seem to be paying any attention.

BARRY
…she’s just shallow, you know. And besides I’m sure there are plenty of other girls around just like her, you know, because girls like her are a dime a dozen or something like that. Besides I’m sure that’d she’d just end up breaking your heart anyway…

Rick turns and hands Barry his shot.

RICK
I wasn’t looking for love ya fucking pussy. I was just looking for a quick lay. I’m over it now anyway so just forget about it.

They clink glasses and down the Jack.

BARRY
Wait, if you’re over it why did you punch me in the face?

RICK
You were threatening to kick me out, how the fuck else was I going to convince you to let me stay?

Barry looks a little confused but then shakes it off.
BARRY
Yeah… that almost makes sense… anyway, I was going to meet the Jackson Brothers at a party. You wanna come?

RICK(lights a cigarette)
Maybe, where‘s the party at?

BARRY
Glen Shady’s house.

RICK
That’s not gonna be much of a party then.

BARRY
Well, they’ll have booze and bitches so what the fuck are you complaining about?

RICK
…You’re right, I’m in. I’ll have to take a shower first.

BARRY
That’s fine, we’re not meeting for another hour anyway.

Rick stubs out his cigarette. He leaves the kitchen.

RICK(on his way out the door)
Alright, I’ll be back.

LIVING ROOM

Barry is playing video games. Rick comes out of the bathroom dressed in clothes you’d expect someone to wear when they go to a party. His hair is noticeably wet.

RICK
So how do I look?

BARRY
Hold on, I’m doing a drive by… (we hear shots and people screaming as they die) fuck yeah. (he looks at Rick) What was it you wanted?

RICK
How do I look?

Barry looks him up and down.

BARRY(jokingly)
You look hot, man.

Rick has a look of homophobia, if that were possible.

RICK
Shut the fuck up faggot.

Rick crosses the room to leave into the kitchen. He looks pretty mad.

BARRY
Hey, I’m just joking.

RICK
FUCK OFF!

Barry laughs as Rick leaves the room.

THE KITCHEN

It’s some time later. Rick is sitting at the kitchen table drinking yet another beer and smoking yet another cigarette. He’s wearing different clothes, but he still looks ready to go to a party. 

Barry enters, he’s dressed for going to a party too.

BARRY
Hey, why’d you change? You looked good in the other outfit. (like a stereotypical gay man with a lisp): I just wanted to swallow you whole.

RICK
Fuck you Barry. 

BARRY(still like a gay man)
Well if you insist.

RICK(ignoring him)
Ready to go?

BARRY
Yup.

Rick puts out his cigarette.

IN A CAR

Rick is driving, he looks a little too drunk to be driving, Barry doesn’t seem to notice.

BARRY
So, I talked to my cousin Harold at work today.

RICK
Oh, yeah?

BARRY
Yeah, he told me this really fucked up story about his younger brother Mike. You want to hear it?

RICK
Not really…

BARRY
Okay, so Mike was in the bathroom of their family’s apartment, and there’s only one bathroom, and he’s been in there for nearly an hour. And like the first half hour that he’s in there no one really notices but after that his mom really has to pee, so every five minutes or so she’ll walk over to the door and tap tap tap on it and go “everything all right in there sweetie?” and every time she does that he goes “yeah just give me a few more minutes” right? And then finally after an hour is up she knocks on the door and asks him what exactly he’s doing in there and he answers that he’s washing himself…

While Barry is talking Rick is putting a cigarette in his mouth and he takes both hands off the wheel to light it which causes the car to go off the road temporarily and hit something. Rick grabs the wheel and puts the car back on the road.

BARRY
WHOA! What the fuck was that?

RICK
Um, a bike… or maybe a mailbox.

BARRY
 Oh, okay, anyway, no one hears the shower going so his mom comes up with the conclusion that he’s in there cutting himself with a razor blade or something like that. So she gets the bathroom key and flings open the door and Mike (Barry can hardly contain his laughter) is in there, completely naked, jerking his dick with a bar of soap in one hand and his other hand is covered in lemon scented shampoo. (both Rick and Barry take a moment to laugh) Now his mom is completely freaking out, yelling at him, calling him a pervert and telling him that he’ll go blind, I don’t know, shit like that. And the entire time Mike is yelling that he’s just washing himself. Then of course his dad runs in to see what everyone’s yelling about and of course he just beats the shit out of him. Isn’t that fucked up?

RICK
Yeah, sure.

THE PARTY

Rick slows down and turns into a driveway with at least a half dozen other cars in it. Loud music is playing inside the house.

RICK
Okay, I don’t really want to stay here too long, so my plan was just to go in, drink a bit and then leave as soon as possible, what do you think of that?

Barry considers the question.

BARRY
Well, I’d like to stay, so if you leave early I’ll just find a ride.

RICK
Fine whatever.

They get out of the car and walk towards the house, the music steadily growing louder and we begin to hear some drunks yelling at each other over the music as Rick and Barry approach the house. In the yard there are a ring of people surrounding two guys fighting, some are cheering, others just watch in silence. Further out there’s a bonfire. 

Rick and Barry enter the house without knocking, it’s doubtful anyone would hear them anyway if they had knocked the music being as loud as it is. They walk in to the first room, there is a stereo in there and people dancing drunkenly around it, some people are trying to have conversations while they dance though nothing can be heard in this room other than the music.

Rick glances at the dancing people but doesn’t seem to think much of them. Barry waves at a person or two dancing, but they seem too drunk to notice. They make their way into the next room where the music volume is at a more tolerable level. People who aren’t as drunk are in this room, they’re all having conversations with one another. One man in here is wearing clothes that really don’t belong at a party. This man is Glen Shady. He’s sitting on a couch and talking to a girl that’s definitely out of his league, and she looks pretty bored listening to him.

GLEN
…now most people think that John Ferrabee invented the first lawn mower, but this isn’t completely true. You see, Ferrabee may have made the original design, but the vision came from a man named Edwin Beard Budding who got the idea after seeing a cutting cylinder which is a machine that makes cloth smoother and he realized that he could use the same design on that machine and use it on the grass in his backyard, so Budding and Ferrabee went into business together and began making many…

Glen notices Rick and Barry talking to each other over in the corner of the room.

GLEN (to the hot chick)
I have to go take care of something.

He gets up and starts approaching them.

GLEN
HEY!!!

Rick glances over at Glen approaching, then turns back to Barry.

RICK
Fuck, here he comes.

Glen reaches them.

GLEN (to Rick)
You better fucking have that $3,000 to pay for that shit you stole last time you was here.

RICK
Last time I was here? Fuck, Glen that was more than seven years ago. It’s ancient history.

BARRY (to Glen)
Hey, man, just let him have a couple drinks, we’re not gonna be here long, it shouldn’t…

GLEN
(to Barry) Shut the fuck up Barry, this doesn’t concern you, (turning back to Rick) and Rick I don’t give a shit how long ago it was either you give me $3,000 or you can get the fuck out!

RICK
Man, first off all I took was a twelve inch TV and a beat up Beta player which got me, which got me a maximum of $200. Second, that wasn’t even your shit, it belonged to your parents, man, so really it doesn’t have shit to do with you.

GLEN
It’s plenty to do with…

RICK
I WASN’T FUCKING FINISHED! (Glen quiets himself) Now then, I’m going to go and make myself a drink, and I’m going to leave when I damn well feel like it, if you have a problem with that, we can take it outside, if not, just stay the fuck away from me, K?

GLEN (looks a little scared from Rick’s outburst)
Y-Yeah.

RICK
Cool.

Rick brushes past him and into the next room. 

BARRY (while he’s passing Glen)
Good to see ya again Glen.

Glen watches them go looking a little scared. Then he turns toward the couch and sees that the girl he was talking to is now making out with a buff looking guy. He goes from looking scared to looking angry and walks away.

GLEN’S KITCHEN

In the kitchen are two guys. One of them is mixing drinks rather professionally. The other is talking to him, but we can’t hear what he’s saying. The one making the drinks is Rocky Jackson, the other one is David Jackson.

BARRY
Well, if it isn’t the Jackson brothers. Rocky Jay and Daaavy.

ROCKY
Hey Barry.

DAVID
Fuck you Barry. (Looks over and seems to see Rick for the first time) Hey, if it isn’t Rick the dick. I never see you out of your house, not sober anyway.

Rocky turns around with newly mixed drinks.

RICK
I’ve had a slow month, not much reason to leave the house lately. And the sobriety part can be easily cured.

Rick grabs one of Rocky’s drinks and starts drinking it right away. Barry grabs the other one.

BARRY
Thanks for the drink Rocky.

Rocky looks pretty pissed but doesn’t say anything, he turns back around and starts making two more drinks.

DAVID
Hey Rocky, do you think we should tell these guys, you know, the thing?

ROCKY
If you want to man. If you think they’re trustworthy.

DAVID (his voice lowered and looking around as if someone would be listening in)
Okay, now me and my brother here have this plan to make money, like, a lot of money.

BARRY (interested)
Oh really?

DAVID
Yeah, and, like, all we need from you guys is, like, twenty bucks each, you know, just to get this money making machine on the move, and we’re willing to do all the work and still split all the money evenly between us.

BARRY (reaching for his wallet)
Alright guys I’ll see how much I got.

RICK (stopping Barry)
Hold on a second. What exactly is this plan of yours?

DAVID
Okay, okay, this guy I know, calls himself Raptor, he has this really potent weed, like one hit of this shit will cause even the most frequent of smokers to cough shit out of their lungs, right, and he’s willing to sell it to me and Rocky here for fucking discount price, like, practically ten bucks an eighth you know. All we have to do is pay him eighty bucks and go down to the bus station to get it.

RICK
Wait, the bus station?

DAVID
Yeah, he like has this key to a locker there which apparently has like 4 pounds of ganja in it, and all we have to do is go and get it.

Rocky finishes making the drinks and hands one to David.

ROCKY
So, what do you guys think?

Him and David simultaneously take drinks out of their drinks.

RICK (smiling)
I think if you guys get anywhere near that locker you’ll end up doing quite a few years in prison.

DAVID
What the fuck are you talking about?

RICK
Haven’t you seen any mobster movie ever? This is so totally a set up, I can’t even believe you would consider doing this.

David and Rocky give this new information a second of thought.

ROCKY
Yeah, man, I think he may be right…

RICK
I fucking know I am, just don’t go anywhere near that fucking bus station, alright?

DAVID
Yeah, yeah, alright.

RICK
Good, now if you don’t mind, I have some pussy to find.

Rick walks off, flipping off the three of them on the way. David laughs a little.

DAVID
Dude that guy is fucked up, I don’t know why you live with him.

BARRY
Yeah, I don’t know either, there really is no reason it seems for us to like each other, but it’s like we’ve just been friends so long that we can’t stop now.

DAVID (looking at Rocky)
Yeah I know what you mean.

OUTSIDE THE HOUSE

We see Glen sitting on the porch with some Other Guy. He’s drinking a can of beer.

GLEN
And then he’s all like (imitating Rick) “I wasn’t fucking finished you piece of shit I’ll kill you” and I was like yeah, bring it bitch, but he was a total pussy and ran away.

OTHER GUY
Yeah that guys a total ass-hole. If I could I’d totally beat the shit out of him.

GLEN
I swear if I see him again I will.

OTHER GUY
Speak of the devil man. (Points in at Rick on the other side of the window. He’s dancing with the hot chick that Glen was talking to earlier.) And he’s dancing with Becky man, you should definitely go kick his ass man.

GLEN
Hey lets not jump the gun, you know. He’s right near the stereo shit, I don’t want to fuck that shit up.

A beat.

OTHER GUY
Hey, what if like I went in and told him something to make him come outside, then we could totally get the jump on him man.

Glen considers this for a moment.

GLEN
Fuck it, let’s do it. (he stands up and downs his beer) I’m going to go and hide in these bushes over here, you go in and get him.

Glen hides in the bushes but can still see Rick through the window. He watches as the Other Guy goes into the dance room and talks to Rick. Rick has a skeptical look on his face but still starts to follow the other guy. Glen looks on the ground around him sees something and reaches down and picks up an empty beer bottle.

Rick and the Other Guy walk out and stand just a few feet away from Glen with their backs to him.

RICK
I don’t see anything, are you sure you saw it out here?

OTHER GUY
I swear to god man, there was a wolf right over there by that tree.

Glen runs up behind Rick and hits him on the head with the bottle, unfortunately for him the bottle doesn’t break and instead bounces back off of Rick’s skull, which catches Glen momentarily off guard, but Rick has already spun around and punched him in the stomach and then in the face causing him to fall backwards limply. He turns back to face the Other Guy.
The other guy holds his hands up defensively.

OTHER GUY
Man, I swear I didn’t know anything about this. I swear to fucking god man.

Rick takes a step towards him and raises his fist the Other Guy runs away. Rick turns around to face the door. There are some partiers looking out the window at him and an apparently KO’d Glen. Barry comes running out.

BARRY
What the fuck dude?

RICK
He started it, I swear.

BARRY
I doubt it.

Barry bends down to check Glen’s pulse. He looks up at Rick with a somber look on his face.

BARRY
He’s dead.

Rick’s face goes deathly white.

RICK
What? H-he-e c-can’t, he can’t be.

Barry smiles.

BARRY
No I’m just fucking with you. (he laughs) You should’ve seen the look on your face. “H-h-h-he c-c-c-c-can’t be” (he laughs some more)

RICK
You motherfucker.

BARRY
Hey, you had it coming. Now, let’s get the fuck out of here before you get us in anymore trouble.

RICK
Yeah whatever.

They walk towards their car and drive away. People are now standing around Glen  trying to wake him up and some people watch in bemusement as Rick and Barry drive away.

BACK AT RICK’S

Rick and Barry get out of their car and begin walking back to the back door. Barry talks the whole time.

BARRY
…so I was telling Brian that you can’t expect to take 6 hits of acid and expect to stay sane for the next few weeks, but of course by the time I told him that it was far too late for him and the only thing I could do was just tell him to get as much vitamin C as possible and hope for the best…

As soon as they get into the kitchen Rick throws his keys on the table and turns to Barry.

RICK
Barry, I’m really too tired to listen to the rest of your story, but could you do me a favor?

BARRY
Yeah, what’s that?

RICK
I need to be somewhere tomorrow afternoon. Think you could wake me up at Ten or Eleven?

BARRY
Yeah, man no problem.

RICK
Thanks man.

Rick leaves the room and the scene fades out.

OUTSIDE RICK’S HOUSE

Rick drives very fast into the driveway and stops with a screech, or as best a screech you can get on a gravel driveway. He gets out of the driver’s side door and slams it as he walks quickly into the house. He still has blood on the one side of his face.

THE KITCHEN
Rick goes into the kitchen and goes immediately to the liquor cabinet. He takes out a bottle of whisky and pours himself a drink without ice. He drinks the whole thing in one big gulp. He looks lost in thought breathing heavily with anger. He then looks up and with a yell punches the wall as hard as he can.

OUTSIDE

We cut to Rick now standing over an open trunk. He reaches into it and takes out a man who is bound and gagged and unconscious. This is Frank.

Rick grabs him and pulls him from the trunk. Then he half-drags half-carries Frank inside stopping once or twice to get a better hold on Frank. He then takes him through the door and down into the basement. He puts him in the room and stands to take a nice long look at him.

RICK
Stupid motherfucker.

He spits on him.

THE JACKSON’S BASEMENT

Rocky and David are sitting on a couch watching TV. Rocky is smoking a joint, David is smoking a cigarette.

DAVID
I was watching this old movie the other day called “Them” and in it nuclear radiation causes a bunch of ants to grow to as big as a school bus, so the army sends in a bunch of guys with flamethrowers to take care of the ants. I swear it was the most fucking retarded movie I’ve ever seen.

Rocky fails to react to anything David has said. David goes back to watching TV. A few seconds go by.

ROCKY (incredibly stoned)
What did you say?

David gives him a look.

DAVID
Man, how many joints have you smoked today?

Rocky takes a moment to stare at the joint for much longer than anyone would have to.

ROCKY
I don’t know, man.

DAVID
That’s too many, you smoke too much of that shit and it turns you into a pussy.

The phone begins to ring.

ROCKY
Fuck you, Dave.

DAVID
I’m serious man, “prolonged smoking of marijuana in males will greatly reduce the body’s testosterone.”

ROCKY
What are you… a fucking… encyclopedia?

The phone continues to ring.

DAVID
What the fuck does that mean?

ROCKY
That just sounds like something that would be in the dictionary.

DAVID
You mean encyclopedia.

ROCKY
Whatever.

DAVID
Actually I got it out of this.

David hands Rocky a pamphlet that says “Stay off the GRASS!!” in big red letters with a no sign on a marijuana leaf. Rocky looks at it for a second then proceeds to take out a lighter and light it on fire. David slaps it out of his hand and stomps it out.

DAVID
Asshole, get the phone.

ROCKY (imitating David)
Asshole, get the phone.

Rocky gets the phone.

ROCKY
‘ello… oh hey man, what’s up?

Behind Rocky, David picks up the bong and takes a massive hit.

ROCKY
Yeah we couldn’t hear it ringing… why?… we’re kind of busy man, if you want weed you’ll just have to… what?… fuck man, that’s fucked up… yeah, man we’ll be right over.

He slowly hangs up and stares at the phone lost in thought.

DAVID 
What was that all about?

ROCKY
We have to go to Rick’s.

DAVID
Fuck man, Rick’s is like, an hour away.

ROCKY
We have to go to Rick’s Dave…

DAVID
And why’s that?

ROCKY
Barry’s dead.

David stares at him a little surprised.

DAVID
Okay, let’s go.

RICK’S HOUSE

Rick slowly opens the door where Frank is being kept. He sees that Frank is now conscious. Rick is obviously very drunk and he’s holding a glass of whisky. Rick is staring at Frank. Frank is staring at Rick staring at him.

RICK
So you’re awake. Did you enjoy your sleep?

Frank just stares.

RICK
It’s funny, I can get money, I mean, a lot of money and all I have to do is keep you alive and comfortable for a few hours so that my boss can come and pick you up (he smiles drunkenly) but, there is nothing I want more right now than to see you die.

Rick laughs as if he just said something clever. He then pulls out from outside the door a wooden baseball bat. He leans on it and takes a drink from his whisky.

RICK
So I guess I’ve got my own little conundrum here. But I’ll tell you what I am going to do. I’m going to beat the piss out of you with this bat, and if you survive then I’ll get my money and also get the doing you physical harm. And if not, (he shrugs) fuck it, I just don’t care.

Frank starts acting really scared all of a sudden Rick smiles and finishes his whisky. He throws the whisky glass to the side, we hear it break, and he approaches Frank, bat at the ready. He swings and hits him. Frank screams. He hits him again and again. The bat breaks on the third swing. Rick looks at the half he’s holding.

RICK
Well, shit.

Rick looks at Frank again. Then he drops his bat and walks over him. He kicks him in the head a couple of time. And then looks satisfied. Frank looks really beat up and he’s been knocked out. He looks pretty dead.

RICK
Ah fuck.

He gets down next to him and puts his head on his chest, checking for a heart beat. He sits up.

RICK
Don’t fucking scare me like that.

Cut to:

THE KITCHEN

Rick is holding a number in one hand the phone in between his ear and his shoulder, and is dialing the number with his other hand. We hear ringing and then someone picking up. Rick looks much drunker than he was before.

INTIMIDATING GUY (v.o.)
Hello.

RICK
I need to talk to the boss.

INTIMIDATING GUY
This Rick.

RICK
Who the fuck else would it be?

We hear people talking on the other end of the phone but we can’t make out the words.

TONY
What do you want, kid.

RICK
I did what you wanted. Fucking, mission accomplished.

TONY
That’s good kid, real good.

RICK
FUCK YOU! Shut up, just fucking shut up! Look my entire crew is dead. One of them was a very good friend of mine. And now they’re all dead, and the whole fucking thing is my fault.

TONY
Kid, I know how you feel.

RICK
HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW!?

TONY
Because I’ve been there, shit, anyone who’s been in this business long enough has been there. And it hurts, it scars, and it kills. And what you have to do now is just pull yourself together.

RICK
How am I supposed to do that? I have three deaths on my head.

TONY
And I have at least thirty. Now, Rick, I want you to take a deep breath, calm down, and talk to me. Alright?

Rick calms down a little bit.

RICK
Okay. I’m Okay.

TONY
Good. Now what’s the condition of our friend.

RICK
He’s still alive, but he’s… damaged.

TONY
That’s alright. Now, I know you’ve been through a lot, and I’m really sorry to see this happen to you kid, but I can do this at the very least. I’m going to add ten thousand to my initial price.

RICK
That’s very generous of you sir.

TONY
I’ll be out there in a few hours. Make sure he doesn’t go anywhere.

Tony hangs up. Rick lays the phone down and puts his head into his arms and probably passes out. The scene fades out.

A Card on the screen says SATURDAY.

THE KITCHEN

The scene fades back in on the same kitchen with Barry sitting in the same chair that Rick was sitting in eating cereal and reading the comics section of the paper. He finishes his cereal and glances at the clock. It’s almost 11:30. He gets up and walks to the bottom of the stairs.

BARRY (Yelling up the stairs)
Hey Rick, Wake the fuck up!

No response from Rick.

BARRY
Rick, you told me to wake you up at 11 and it’s 11:30!

Still no response.

BARRY (to himself)
Jesus Christ Rick.

Barry goes up the stairs and into Rick’s room. Rick is very asleep in his bed.

BARRY
RICK WAKE UP!

Rick moans but doesn’t move. Barry kicks him. Rick moans again but this time sits up. He gives Barry a look of extreme tiredness.

RICK
Is there coffee?

Cut to:

THE KITCHEN

Rick is drinking coffee and simultaneously putting on his boots. Barry is back at his cereal and comics. Rick glances at the note he left himself on the fridge and notices the Don’t come alone part.

RICK
Ah fuck.

BARRY
What?

RICK
You have to come with me. It’s too late to find anyone else.

BARRY
What? Why?

RICK
I’m just supposed to bring someone with me, he didn’t say why.

BARRY?
I have work, I can’t do it.

RICK
You work at McDonalds. They pay you minimum wage to do a crappy job, and this guy is offering us a lot of money to do a simple task for him.
BARRY
How much?

RICK
Enough that you can quit that shitty job.

Barry considers it for a moment.

BARRY
I don’t have to suck any dick, do I?

RICK
No nothing like that.

BARRY
Alright, I’m in.

RICK
Cool.

Rick grabs his boots lying next to the door. He starts putting them on.

BARRY
When are we leaving?

RICK
Just as soon as I get my boots on.

BARRY
Okay … so who is it that we’re doing this shit for?

RICK
…I’d tell ya, but you wouldn’t believe me.

BARRY
Who is it, the motherfucking pope? Come on, tell me.

RICK
Ok, well, you watch the news lately.

BARRY (indicating the paper he’s holding)
I read the paper.

RICK
Yeah, well, you know the Mangler killings.

BARRY
Who doesn’t?

RICK
You know the latest victim of the Mangler killings.

BARRY
Um… yeah… some mafia guy from New York, his daughter right?

RICK
Yeah, that’s right, well the guys name is Tony Adriano.

Rick finishes putting on his boots and gets up to get his keys. Barry looks confused.

BARRY
Wait, what are you trying to say?

RICK
What do you think I’m trying to say?

BARRY
No way, there is no way you’re working for The Shark.

RICK’S CAR

They’re now driving towards the unknown diner. Rick is driving Barry is in the passenger seat.

BARRY
We’ve been driving for nearly 2 hours, where the fuck are we going.

RICK
Some diner up in Michigan.

BARRY
That’s a little out of the way don’tcha think.

RICK
That’s where he wants us to be, so that’s where I’m going.

They don’t say anything for a little while.

BARRY
Okay, let’s say, hypothetically that I believe you. How the hell do you know ex-mafia bosses?

RICK
About a month before I moved in with you, you remember where I was living?

BARRY
Yeah, you were living in your car in front of like a 24 hour mall…

RICK
It was a Wal-Mart man.

BARRY
Yeah, what of it.

RICK
Well, my car was stuck in front of Wal-Mart in a practically dead car. I had no gas, and no battery either.

The camera goes to waking up in his car a few months earlier.

RICK (vo)
Every morning I would wake up…

Shows him walking around the Wal-Mart parking lot. He’s wearing a long trench-coat.

RICK (vo)
…and I’d immediately start looking for food…

Rick walks over to someone putting there groceries from a grocery cart into their trunk. As they are bent over in the trunk he grabs a bag full of groceries from the cart and walks away. The person doesn’t notice they’re missing a bag.

RICK (vo)
After eating I’d make my best attempt of cleaning myself in the bathroom…

Shows him washing his face in the bathroom sink.

RICK (vo)
Then I’d usually just wander around for a few hours until lunch, there were a lot of things to do in Wal-Mart really…

It shows him watching a movie in electronics, then reading a book from a large shelf of books.

RICK (vo)
But every Wednesday morning there would be this girl shopping there…

Cuts back to Barry

BARRY
Was she hot?

Rick glances at him.

RICK (vo)
Man, this girl was absolutely gorgeous.

It shows him in Wal-Mart looking at a very attractive young woman. This is Patricia Adriano.

RICK (vo)
The first time I saw her, I could hardly take my eyes off of her, she was, whew, she was something else. 

It shows Patricia glance over at Rick. Rick turns his attention back to his book and pretends he’s not looking at her.

RICK (vo)
And every Wednesday I’d find her somewhere in the store again. I was practically stalking her really, but fuck it I didn’t care.

It shows her getting milk or something and Rick peeks his head out from around a corner and then goes back behind it right as she looks in his direction.

RICK (vo)
…and then one day…

Patricia is in the frozen foods section. Rick walks by at the end of the aisle, looking at her, she looks from the food to him and he looks away. She looks very angry and starts walking towards him.

PATRICIA
HEY!

Rick starts walking faster away. She runs and catches up to him. When she gets close enough she spins him around and punches him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. He keels over trying to catch his breath.

PATRICIA
What the fuck! Every time I come here you’re following me around, like some kind of fucking stalker! How the fuck do you know when I’m here huh? 

Rick still hasn’t caught his breath. Someone in a Wal-Mart uniform approaches.

WAL-MART GUY
Everything alright over here?

RICK (can’t breath very well)
It’s fine. We do this all the time.

WAL-MART GUY
Okay then.

He walks away. Patricia watches him go then turns back to Rick. She sniffs and then covers her nose in disgust.

PATRICIA
AH! You smell like shit! What do you like live in Wal-Mart, you smelly bastard?!

RICK (nodding)
Yeah.

Patricia goes from looking really angry to looking sympathetic. She takes her hand away from her nose, but then puts it right back again.

PATRICIA
Okay. That’s sad and everything but you still have no right to be stalking me. It’s just creepy okay?

RICK (finally regaining his composer)
I’m sorry. It’s just… (he shakes his head and looks away, deciding not to say what he was about to)

PATRICIA
What?

RICK
I like looking at you.

Patricia smiles a little.

PATRICIA
Heh, that’s sweet. What’s your name?

RICK
 Rick, what‘s yours.

PATRICIA
Patricia. Okay, Rick, since you’re so pathetic, I’m going to take you home with me.

RICK (looking really surprised)
What? Alright.

PATRICIA
Trust me you’re not that lucky. But you definitely need a shower.

PATRICIA’S CAR

Patricia and Rick are in the car. Patricia is steering with one hand and holding her nose with the other one. She’s driving very fast and appears to be swerving in and out of traffic. Honks and screeches can be heard around her as she drives. Rick looks very worried and is clutching the armrest as hard as he can.

PATRICIA
Oh my god! Your stench is terrible! 

RICK
I’m sorry, I can’t really shower in a fucking Wal-Mart. Don’t you think you’re going a little fast?

PATRICIA
Trust me I’m not driving nearly fast enough.

She grabs the air freshener and hands it to Rick.

PATRICIA
Here put this on.

Rick takes it and hangs it around his neck.

RICK
Is that better?

She takes her hand off her nose but almost immediately puts it back.

PATRICIA
No! Get out the window!

RICK
What?

Patricia once again takes her hand off of her nose and uses it to push the upper half of Rick out the window.

PATRICIA
You smell like a mix between a wet dog and a dead skunk.

RICK
WHAT?

PATRICIA
YOU SMELL AWFUL!

RICK
WHAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU!

PATRICIA
GO TO HELL RICK!

OUTSIDE PATRICIA’S HOUSE

The car turns into a driveway and stops. Rick is about to get back into the car but Patricia stops him by kicking him out the window. He falls to the ground and gets up unhurt. Patricia gets out and starts walking towards her house.

RICK
Was that really necessary?

PATRICIA
You have no idea.

Rick starts following her. Patricia stops him.

PATRICIA
Oh no, stay right there.

She runs up to her house and comes back with something behind her back. 

RICK
What’s that you got there?

PATRICIA
This.

She pulls out the hose from behind her and starts spraying him. He begins to block the spray with his arms.

PATRICIA
Oh no. If you don’t take it I’ll never let you inside.
Rick stops resisting and she sprays him for a bit. Then she stops.

PATRICIA
Okay that should be enough.

She starts approaching him but then stops throws her hand back over her nose and starts backing up.

PATRICIA
OH MY GOD! How could you possibly smell worse?!

She starts spraying him some more. Then stops.  She takes a whiff and then throws her hand back in front of her nose.

PATRICIA
IT’S THOSE FUCKING CLOTHES! TAKE THEM OFF!

RICK
What? I’m not going to take off my clothes.

PATRICIA
Hey, if you don’t I’ll never let you in the house.

RICK
Alright, alright.

He takes off everything but his underwear.

PATRICIA
Those too.

Rick gives her a look of desperation but sees there’s no arguing with her. He starts taking off his underwear.

RICK
I bet you do this to all the guys you take home.

He removes his underwear and stands up his hands covering his junk. She starts spraying him and walking towards him, he starts backing away most likely because of the jet of water on his bare skin. When she gets close enough she grabs his pile of clothes and holds it away from her body. Then she drops the hose.

PATRICIA
Okay, now wait there.
She turns and walks back into her house. Rick stands around looking pretty pathetic. She comes back from the house carrying a towel and a garbage bag. She hands him the towel.

PATRICIA
Here use this.

He takes it and wraps it around his waist. She drops the bag and indicates that he should follow her inside. He does.

RICK
What’s in the bag?

PATRICIA
Your clothes. I was about to burn them, but I’ll show you where the bathroom is first.

They walk into the house. Everything in the house looks like it hasn’t been used. Everything looks brand new. They walk into the bathroom. Patricia walks into the middle of the bathroom and acts like she’s showing off the room.

PATRICIA
Okay, this is the bathroom, here’s the shower and bath, so you have a choice of which you want to take, and the way you smell I strongly suggest a bath, okay?

Rick nods.

PATRICIA
Okay. The soap’s in the cupboard and the shampoo is under the sink, I’ll be back with a change of clothes for you in a minute.

She leaves. Rick goes over and sits at the side of the bathtub and plugs the drain then turns it on. He puts his hand under the water and seems satisfied with the temperature. He then gets up and walks over to the cabinet, he opens it and sees that there is nothing in there but one bar of unopened soap. He has a look on his face that says “well isn’t that odd” and he grabs it and unwraps it. Then he puts it next to the tub. Then he walks over the sink and opens the door under it. Once again all that’s in there is a bottle of shampoo. He grabs it.

He then stands up and looks in the mirror. He then opens the cabinet and sees that there is nothing in there. He then opens the drawers one by one. In the first 2 drawers there is nothing, but he opens the bottom drawer and there’s a gun in it. A revolver.

RICK
Odd.

He reaches in and picks it up. He tests the weight and then opens the chamber. It’s loaded.

RICK
Yup, that’s a gun alright.

He puts it back.

A BEDROOM

Patricia is at a dresser going through it and getting out clothes. There is a man in his forty’s sitting on the bed watching some old black and white movie on the television. This is Tony. His attention is completely on the TV while he’s talking to her.

TONY
So, who is this guy you’re stealing my clothes for?

PATRICIA
Oh, he’s just some bum I found at Wal-Mart. Apparently he’s been living there. He was just so sad and pathetic I thought I’d take him home. He doesn’t talk much and he’s easily ordered around, you’d like him.

TONY
He got a name?

PATRICIA
No, dad, he lost it. (she rolls her eyes) His name is Rick.

TONY
Rick eh? He’s not a nigger is he?

PATRICIA
No, he’s not black.

TONY
Do you think he wants a job?

PATRICIA
He’s a bum dad.

TONY
Good. Good.

PATRICIA
What kind of job would you give him? I mean, we’re supposed to be hiding out.

TONY
Well, I thought we could use him to get us supplies every week.

Patricia stands up. Holding the clothes.

PATRICIA
I thought that was my job.

TONY
It’d give you some more free time, just send him up here after his shower.

PATRICIA
Alright.

THE BATHROOM

Rick is now in the tub leaning back with his eyes closed. Patricia enters, totally unfazed by the fact that Rick is naked in the tub. She’s carrying the clothes.

PATRICIA
Okay, these should fit you. (she puts them on the sink counter) and I brought this for after the bath (she reaches into her back pocket and takes out a razor and shaving cream) have fun.

RICK
Thanks, I will.

She begins to leave, then stops and turns around.

PATRICIA
I almost forgot, my Dad wants a word when you’re done.

RICK
Your Dad?

Patricia looks at him a little surprised, then she laughs.

PATRICIA
Sorry, It’s just I don’t come across many people who don’t know who my dad is, you’ll probably know him when you see him.

She smiles and leaves. Rick leans back in the tub and closes his eyes.

THE BEDROOM

Rick walks in. Tony is now sitting at the foot of the bed and there is a chair in the middle of the room.

TONY
Hey, kid, have a seat.

Rick walks in and sits, looking surprised at who it is.

RICK
You’re Tony The Shark. I saw you on the news. There’s a hit out on your head or something.

TONY
That’s right, kid. Now I got something I want you to do for me. A job, nothing difficult, and it’ll land you some cash and maybe I’ll have something a bit more long term for you later on.

We cut to Rick nodding his head as he listens to Tony.

RICK (vo)
…and he goes into telling me how really they need like fucking supplies every week, 

A DINER

Rick is talking to Barry in the Diner now, Barry is looking at a menu.
RICK
so I can bye them their one bar of soap and basic food stuff and he gives me five hundred dollars when I drop it off, which got me out of fucking Wal-Mart and into your house and got my car running again, and then this morning I see on the news that…

BARRY (interrupting Rick)
I’m thinking either the Bacon and Egg Bagel or the Breakfast Burrito, how ‘bout you?

RICK
Weren’t you listening to anything I was saying?

BARRY
Huh? Oh, no man. Your stories are always boring so I just naturally tune out.

RICK (looking a little pissed)
Fucking… Yeah, a bagel sounds good, I’ll get that.

BARRY
Okay, I’ll get the Burrito then.

Barry puts the menu down and looks up and Rick.

BARRY
So, how long until this shark of yours gets here?

Rick still looks pretty pissed at Barry, but he looks at his watch anyway.

RICK
Not for another half and hour. We should have enough time to eat.

BARRY
Cool.

They sit in silence for a bit.

BARRY
I have a story.

RICK
Fuck you Barry.

BARRY
Hey, it’s a funny story.

RICK
Why should I sit here and listen to your fucking story if you didn’t even listen to mine.

BARRY
Hey, it’s not as long as yours was, and it’s kind of funny, and your story wasn‘t funny or interesting, at all really.

Rick shakes his head and looks pissed.

RICK
Fine, let’s hear it.

BARRY
Okay, so I was in this pet store the other day…

RICK
What pet store?

BARRY
It was, like, Swanson’s or Swappy’s, something like that. Anyway, I was there looking at puppies with Mary…

RICK
You were looking at pets with your ex-girlfriend?

BARRY
Well, at the time she was still my girlfriend. (he sighs, looking a bit annoyed by the interruptions) Anyway, we were standing there looking at kittens…

RICK
I thought you said she wanted a puppy.

BARRY
Look, can’t you just let me tell my story.

Rick puts his hands up, indicating that he’s not going to interrupt Barry anymore.

BARRY
Okay. Now, me and Mary were standing in the aisle looking at puppies, when I hear this high-pitched voice from behind me goes “nice ass baby” and I turn around expecting to see like a little kid. But there’s no one there, and I turn to Mary and say, ‘did you hear that?’ and she’s all like ‘hear what?’ So I’m just like okay, whatever and I go back to looking at the puppies and not two seconds later I hear that same voice again go ‘I like mine nice and hard’ and I spin around once more and once again there’s no one there and I’m getting pissed and I turn to my girlfriend and I’m like ‘don’t tell me you didn’t hear that’ and she has no idea what I’m talking about. So I just start going up and down all the aisles looking for whoever it is who’s saying this stuff and Mary’s following me as I do this, and she thinks that I’ve completely gone insane or something, and it turns out that they’re having a slow day or something, because there is no one else in the store, and I’m just really pissed at this point…

A waitress comes up.

WAITRESS
You guys ready to order?

RICK
Um, yeah, I’ll have the number five and a coffee.

WAITRESS (while writing that down)
How do you want your burger cooked?

RICK
Huh? No, I want the bacon and egg bagel.

WAITRESS
Um, we like, stopped serving breakfast like two hours ago.

RICK
Damn, how long have you been doing that?

WAITRESS
A couple of years now.

RICK
Huh, well, I’ll just have a coffee for now.

WAITRESS
Alright, and you?

BARRY
Um… I’ll just have a water for now.

WAITRESS
Alright, I’ll be back to take your orders in a minute.
She walks off.

BARRY
Anyway, me and Mary go back to looking at the puppies only I’m turned around now waiting for that fucking voice, and finally it comes again going ‘69 69 give it to me’ and right there in front of me is this fucking parrot that someone just taught it to say all this shit.

Barry staring at Rick all expectantly. Rick doesn’t react.

BARRY
Don’t you get it, it was a fucking parrot the whole time.

RICK
I’m sorry I wasn’t listening.

BARRY
Now don’t pull that shit, you know that was funny.

RICK
Okay, I thought that story was kind of funny the first time you told it to me, but you tell that story all the time. I could tell it as good as you could at this point.

BARRY
I’ve told you that one before?

RICK
Yeah man, like ten times.

Barry shrugs, they both go back to looking at their menus. The waitress comes back with the coffee pot. She fills Rick’s cup with coffee.

WAITRESS
Um, is one of you guys Rick?

RICK
I’m Rick.

WAITRESS
There’s a phone call for you (she points towards the front where the phone is)

Rick looks over his shoulder to where she’s pointing. Someone is standing over there with their hand over the receiver.

Cut to a few seconds later, the person behind the front desk hands Rick the phone and stands there to do her job.

RICK (into phone)
Rick here.

TONY (vo)
Hey kid, it’s Tony.

RICK
Yeah, I thought it’d be.

TONY (vo)
I need you to look out the front window (Rick does.) Across the street is a Newspaper Stand. You see it?

RICK
Yeah, there’s a red one and a white one.

TONY (vo)
The red one.

RICK
Okay.

TONY (vo)
I want you to go over there and bye a paper. Take the one off the bottom, not the top. You understand?

RICK
Yeah, I got it.

We hear a click as Tony hangs up. Rick hands the phone to the person working who hangs it up. He then goes around the counter and walks out the door.

THE STREET

Rick walks across the street and walks towards the newspaper stand. He looks around making sure no one is around. Seeing that there is nobody he puts a quarter in and takes out the paper on the bottom. He lays the paper out on top of the stand and opens it up. Inside is a cell phone. Which starts to ring. Rick looks around again and then answers it.

RICK
Yeah.

TONY (vo)
Notice anything different about your car.

Rick looks over to where his car was, it’s not there now.

RICK
Where the fuck is my car.

TONY (vo)
Don’t worry about that just yet. Walk down the street to your right, at the next block you’ll see an alleyway. Don’t forget your paper.

Rick starts walking in that direction, grabbing his paper off the stand. 

TONY (vo)
When you get to that alley, there’ll be a car parked in it. Beneath the driver side door you’ll find two guns taped under the car.

RICK
You never said anything about guns.

TONY (vo)
This is your foot in the door kid, you don’t want to do just say so and you can go back to living in front of your Wal-Mart.

RICK
I never said I wasn’t going to do it.

TONY (vo)
Good, because I have a little chore for you.

THE DINER

We cut back to Barry, he’s sitting at his booth looking really bored. The Waitress comes by again.

WAITRESS
You ready to order?

BARRY
Yeah, I’ll have a BLT with a side of coleslaw. And just get my friend a burger with fries.

WAITRESS
And how does he want his burger?

BARRY
Um, well-done.

WAITRESS
Okay-dokey.

The waitress takes the menus and Barry goes back to looking really bored.

We cut to the woman behind the counter. She’s taking some money from people who are leaving the diner. She gives them their change and they leave as Rick comes in carrying his newspaper. She watches him as he walks by and the camera pans to him walking over to where Barry is sitting. The woman behind the counter keeps glancing over at him. He walks up to Barry and leans over and whispers something in his ear. Then Rick walks back into the bathroom. A few seconds later Barry gets up and goes into the bathroom as well. The waitress walks up to the counter.

WAITRESS
There’s nothing to do right now, could I take my break?

WOMAN
You’re the only waitress we have right now, you can’t take you’re break until Marla gets here.

WAITRESS
But we’re having a slow day, I’ll be back before anyone notices I left.

WOMAN
Marla will be here in an hour, you can wait.

WAITRESS (shaking her head and rolling her eyes)
Fine I’ll wait.

The waitress looks over at the table where Barry and Rick should be.

WAITRESS
Hey, those two guys didn’t leave did they, cause they ordered food.

WOMAN
No, funny thing about them. The one just came back in and said something to the other one, and then they both went into the bathroom together.

WAITRESS
Huh? Well, maybe they’re a couple of fairies.

WOMAN
I hope not, they seemed like decent people.

We cut to in the men’s bathroom. Rick is standing by the door, Barry is sitting on the floor with his back against the wall and his head between his legs.

RICK
Come on Barry I can’t do this without you.

Barry does nothing.

RICK
Barry, please, I’m begging you, I need your help on this. There’s just no fucking way I can do this alone, I’d be up shit creek if I even attempted it.

Barry still does nothing. He doesn’t even move.

RICK
Okay, Barry, I’m only going to ask one more time, and then I’m going to go out there and get my ass arrested, and you’ll be stuck up here in Michigan with no way home and no money.

Barry sighs.

BARRY
I don’t know Rick. I don’t think I could do something like this.

RICK
You have to, there’s no one else.

Barry sighs again.

BARRY
Okay, I’ll do it. (he looks up at Rick) But I’m not going to shoot anyone.

RICK
Fair enough.

We cut back out to the diner part of the diner. Rick comes out of the bathroom looking cool and confident and sits down at his table. He drinks some of his coffee. Barry comes out of the bathroom looking nervous and sick and sits across from Rick and head in his hands. The waitress comes around with their food and puts it in front of them.

WAITRESS
What’s wrong with your friend, he looks kind of sick.

RICK
Oh, don’t worry about him, he’ll be alright after he eats something.

Rick starts eating his food. Barry doesn’t move.

RICK
You should eat, you’ll feel better.

Barry looks at him with a grave look on his face.

BARRY
I’ve suddenly lost my appetite.

RICK
You wanna just get this over with.

Barry looks like he’s about to cry. He nods slowly.

RICK
Okay, then. (Rick stand up and takes a gun out of his belt) OKAY EVERYONE PUT YOUR WALLETS AND PURSES ON THE TABLES AND THEN PUT YOUR HEADS TO THE FLOOR, IF I SEE ANYONES FACE I WILL FUCKING SHOOT YOU I SHIT YOU NOT!

Barry gets up and takes his gun out of his pocket and begins walking around gathering purses, he puts all the wallets in the purses he’s collected and in the end he’s carrying four purses. While he does this Rick runs up to the front counter and points the gun right at the lady behind it. She cowers into the fetal position in the corner and begins to sob.

RICK
GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE! GET OUT OF HERE NOW BITCH BEFORE I BLOW HOLES IN YOUR HEAD!!

She doesn’t move, too scared to. 

RICK
Jesus Christ.

Rick grabs her by the arm and pulls her away from the counter. He then gets back there and opens the register, he grabs all the cash and stuffs it into his pockets. As he’s doing this a car comes up outside the diner.

RICK
OKAY LET’S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!

Rick runs around the counter and jumps in the passenger seat of the car. Barry follows and gets in the back. The car races off.

THE CAR

Tony is driving the car. Barry in the backseat is sitting with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

TONY
You two did really good back there. Either of you do things like that before?

RICK
No, nothing like that.

Tony looks in his rear-view mirror and looks at Barry.

TONY
And you kid, what about you?

BARRY (not even looking up)
…Never… never done anything before.

TONY
Now, I want you both to know that I’m very impressed with your performances back there. Very professional. Gives me hope for things to come.

RICK
What do you mean? You have something else for us?

TONY
That’s right. I just had you rob that diner to make sure you were up to this next task.

BARRY
I think I’m gonna be sick.

TONY
(to Barry) Now don’t you worry none…(to Rick) What’s the kid’s name?

RICK
Barry

TONY
Barry, don’t you worry. This next thing isn’t nearly as public or as incriminating as that was. In fact, you’ll probably find it a lot easier to stomach than armed robbery, although it’s far from easy.

BARRY
No way man, there is no way I’m doing anything else…

TONY
There’s money, lot’s of money, to be made.

BARRY
I don’t care… there’s just no way…

TONY
Well, it’s your decision, but I’m gonna tell ya what it is anyway, just to put the offer on the table.

Tony reaches down next to him on the floor, he throws a file onto Rick’s lap. Rick opens it, in it is one piece of paper with a picture of a house, an address, a name, and a phone number.

RICK
What is this?

TONY
In that file is an address and phone number for a house. In that house is a man, I need you to get me that man.

RICK
Okay, I can do that.

BARRY
Who is he? Why do you want us to get him?

TONY
You know, the less questions you ask, the better off you are in this business.

BARRY
Well, I’m not in this business and if you don’t tell me who he is I’m not going to do shit you say.

TONY
…I don’t really know who he is, never seen him before, but I don’t know shit about him, except for one small thing, and that’s that this is the man who murdered my daughter.

A look of horror comes over Barry’s face upon hearing this information.

BARRY
They said that your daughter was killed. By a SERIAL killer.

TONY
Heh. That’s funny. I’d have said the same thing. If it wasn’t my daughter who was killed. If you ask me, this was a mock job, done professionally.

BARRY
So, you want us to get you a professional killer, oh that’s much better.

RICK
Barry, just shut the fuck up, okay?

BARRY
Why don’t you shut the fuck up Rick! This man is going to get us both killed!

TONY (really angry)
Barry, you’re seriously starting to piss me off here. You see, I don’t have anyone else to ask for help here. You two fucking amateurs are the best I can hope for, and if you two motherfuckers won’t fucking help me I’m going to personally make sure you live the rest of your lives wishing you were dead.

Barry sits back in his seat, looking really scared.

BARRY
Oh god. I’m gonna be sick.

TONY (calmer)
Sorry about that. But, you two know now that what I’m asking isn’t optional. But, when this job is done, you will be rewarded. I’m willing to give each of you 10k for just a simple kidnapping.

RICK
You can count on us.

TONY
Good. (he stops the car and reaches into his pocket and then hands Rick a card) call that number when you get him, and no matter what you do don’t you dare fucking kill him. He’s useless to me dead.

RICK
Right.

TONY
Good, now get out.

They both get out. Their car is park right next to them. Tony drives away.

BARRY
You realize this is all bullshit right?

RICK
Yeah. But hey, it’s money right. Come on let’s get the fuck out of here.

BARRY
You know we’re both going to die doing this right?

RICK
Calm the fuck down Barry, no one’s going to die.

The scene fades out.

ROCKY’S CAR

Rocky and David are sitting in the car driving to Rick’s house. In this scene David has the joint and Rocky has the cigarette. They drive in silence for a bit an awkward silence. Finally David breaks it.

DAVID
So, Barry’s dead huh?

ROCKY
Yeah.

DAVID
How did he die?

ROCKY
I don’t know.

DAVID
You don’t know?

ROCKY
He didn’t say.

Another awkward silence.

DAVID
So that’s it man, Barry’s fucking dead (takes a long hit from his joint) That’s some heavy shit right there man.

ROCKY
What do you care you didn’t even like him.

DAVID
Fuck you.

David takes another big hit. He’s now quite stoned.

DAVID
…like…you can’t hate someone after they’re dead…that’s like…fucking…sacrilegious or something.

ROCKY
Hitler’s dead, but I still hate him.

DAVID
…Yeah, I guess.

Rocky hits his cigarette and starts coughing.

DAVID
How many of those have you smoked today?

ROCKY
Too many.

DAVID
That’s not good man, cigarette’s are the leading cause of death in men in America. They increase your chances for lung cancer, throat cancer, mouth cancer and heart failure. They give you wrinkles and there’s a chance of causing impotence. 

David lights up a cigarette.

DAVID
Also, every time you smoke one it takes 7 seconds off your life.

ROCKY
Yeah, well, I’d quit if I wasn’t already addicted.

There is yet another awkward silence.

DAVID
Fuck this, I’m turning on the radio.

He does music plays. Something morbid and depressing. David groans and changes it until it’s playing something upbeat.

DAVID
So, how do you think Barry died?

ROCKY
You know as much as I do, Rick didn’t tell me shit.

DAVID
I know, I just want to know what you think.

ROCKY
I don’t know, maybe a car wreck.

DAVID
Now that’s just stupid, you know Barry drives like an old lady.

ROCKY
Drove.

DAVID
What?

ROCKY
Barry drove like an old lady. Not drives. Barry’s in the past tense now.

DAVID
Oh, yeah, well, whatever. …I bet he died cause he killed himself.

ROCKY
Now why would Barry kill himself?

DAVID
If I were Barry I’d kill myself.

Rocky slams on the brake and punches David as hard as he can and then starts driving again.

DAVID
THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?

ROCKY
That was the worst fucking thing I’d ever heard you say.

DAVID
It’s true though.

Rocky hits him again.

DAVID
OW!

ROCKY
You say shit like that in front of Rick and I’ll beat the shit out of you.

DAVID
Alright Jesus Christ… I bet you five dollars that he killed himself… OW!

RICK’S HOUSE

We’re back in Rick’s kitchen. We can hear David and Rocky talking as they walk towards the front door. 

DAVID
I really don’t know if I can do this Rock, I mean, it’s terrible that Barry is dead and all but, I mean, Rick is going to be pretty upset, I mean, I’m sure he’d much rather be left alone.

ROCKY
David, you’re stoned. Rick’s the one to ask us to come here, remember.

DAVID
Oh yeah, but, I mean, still…

ROCKY
Man, Rick just lost his best friend man, someone needs to like, I don’t know, comfort him.

DAVID
…but what if he cries?

ROCKY
…David, you know Rick, I’d be more worried that he doesn’t try to kill us as soon as we get in there.

They appear outside the front door. Rocky knocks on the door.

ROCKY
I hope he’s not too drunk.

David laughs a little. For a moment nothing happens, then Rocky pounds very loudly on the door.

ROCKY
RICK!! (no answer) HEY RICK!! (still nothing) god dammit RICK IT’S ME AND DAVID!! ROCKY AND DAVID AT THE FRONT DOOR RICK!!

Rocky sighs.

DAVID
You could just turn the knob. I bet it’s unlocked.

ROCKY
I’d prefer he’d let us in, just in case he feels like beating the shit out of something.

Another moment passes.

DAVID
Fuck this.

He turns the knob and walks into the kitchen followed by Rocky. There are a couple of empty bottles on the kitchen table and some broken glass on the floor, most likely the whisky glass from before. Not one of the chairs is standing upright and one looks like someone had kicked it many times until it was broken into many separate pieces. Rick is passed out on the floor with his head up against the bottom of one of the cupboards. He’s holding a bottle which is surprisingly upright on the floor.

DAVID
Jesus Christ.

David goes up next to Rick on the floor and takes the hand that is holding the bottle and takes Rick’s pulse with his thumb. Rocky stands over them.

ROCKY
Is he alive?

DAVID
That’s weird.

ROCKY
What?

DAVID
I think he has two pulses.

Rocky crouches down next to David and looks at what he’s doing.

ROCKY
You stupid fuck, you can’t take a pulse with your thumb, there’s a pulse in your thumb.

DAVID (changing his thumb with his finger)
Oh, right… yeah, he’s still alive. (he drops his arm, it falls like a rock) He’s dead drunk though.

ROCKY
Okay, well, what do you think we should do?

DAVID
Um, how about we just carry him up to his room, let him sleep the rest of this off.

ROCKY
Don’t you think we should wake him up.

DAVID
Now why would I want to do that?

ROCKY
He wants us to.

David looks at him.

DAVID
Now how the hell do you know that?

Rocky points towards Rick’s other hand. Written in Rick’s blood on the floor are the words WAKE ME$$. David stares at it.

DAVID
Dude, that’s really fucked up. He knifed his hand to write that man.

ROCKY
More likely he cut it on the broken glass.

DAVID
Wake mess? What the fuck does that mean?

ROCKY
It says wake me. Those are dollar signs.

DAVID (with a confused look on his face)
Oh.

Rocky looks at Dave and sees that he doesn’t get it.

ROCKY
It means that when we wake him up he’ll pay us.

DAVID
Cool, let’s wake him up.

ROCKY
I doubt you can, he looks pretty dead to me.

DAVID
I bet you five dollars that I can wake him up.

ROCKY
You serious.

DAVID
Yeah, man.

ROCKY
Do you even have five dollars?

DAVID
Yeah, man. I got five dollars.

ROCKY
Okay, then you’re on.

DAVID
Sweet (turns towards Rick) HEY RICK WAKE THE FUCK UP!! (Rick doesn’t move, Dave leans in right next to Rick’s ear.) RICK WAKE THE FUCK UP!!

Rick still doesn’t react. David shakes him lightly, still nothing, so he shakes him very roughly. Rick does absolutely nothing. 

ROCKY
See man, there’s just no way. Just let him sleep it off man.

DAVID
Hold on.

David reaches into the cupboard and takes out a cup he fills it with water and throws the water into Rick’s face. Rick doesn’t notice. David does it again. Still nothing.

DAVID
Shit. (He stands there thinking for a moment) Here help me carry him.

ROCKY
No way man, I want that five dollars.

DAVID
Come on man, I can’t carry him by myself.

ROCKY
No.

They begin to argue. As they do, the camera backs out around the corner so it’s at the top of the basement stairs looking down it cuts to the bottom of the basement stairs looking up. Then it pans down to where Frank is lying on the floor. We can only see a part of his face because it’s dark and only a little light is on him on one of his eyes. But we can hear him breathing. He is still unconscious after his recent beating. His eye begins to twitch and his breathing starts to get heavier. His eye opens and it begins to focus and you can see that Frank is beginning to realize where he is. He’s breathing extremely heavy at this point. He begins to cry a little, then gets hold of himself for a second and then cries again even harder than before. David and Rocky start yelling at each other and Frank hears it too. He immediately stops crying and gets a hold of himself. He listens to them yelling for a bit though he can’t really hear what they are saying. They stop and we hear as they start to carry Rick, the camera goes back to looking at the top of the stairs as they come across the top of the stairs.

DAVID
Okay, easy, easy, okay we’re good, hold on, I SAID HOLD ON oh shit.

David drops Rick on his head. It causes Rocky to drop his legs.

DAVID
I thought I told you to hold on!

ROCKY
Sorry.

DAVID
Don’t worry about it just get ready to lift. (Rocky does) Okay, one two three lift.

RICK’S BATHROOM
They carry him away and the camera cuts back up to upstairs with Rocky and David. It shows them take Rick into the bathroom and with a grunt throw him into the shower/tub. They are breathing heavily from the heavy lifting. Rocky laughs a little.

ROCKY
Man, I cannot believe you dropped him on his head.

DAVID
Yeah, let’s hope we didn’t give him brain damage or something.

David reaches over and turns on the water. Water begins to fall from the showerhead onto Rick.

ROCKY
Now what?

DAVID
Now, uh, I guess we wait for him to wake up.

ROCKY (nodding)
Okay.

Rocky sits down next to the tub and David follows suit, they sit staring at Rick who is still not reacting despite the water.

ROCKY
What if he doesn’t wake up.

DAVID
…Didn’t really think of that… I think if he’s in there long enough he’ll wake up eventually right (he shrugs and looks at Rocky) Right?

ROCKY
I guess. So what do you want to do while we’re waiting?

DAVID
I always know one thing we can do.

He reaches into his pocket and takes out a bag of weed.

ROCKY
Ah good, you came prepared.

DAVID (as he’s starting to fill a bowl)
I always do.

We cut to about 10-15 minutes later. There is now a light cloud of smoke in the room. Rocky and David are sitting with their backs against the tub. David is taking a hit off of a glass bowl. Both Rocky and David look and sound incredibly stoned.

ROCKY
…but man, my grandma is like totally going nuts. She’s completely like… obsessed with her cat… his name’s something like Scuffles or Mr. Slappy or something…

DAVID (as he talks, smoke comes out of his mouth)
I knew some guy who named his dick Mr. Slappy.

ROCKY
Good to know. (he takes the bowl and begins to hit it)

DAVID
Or maybe it was Mr. Slurpy… I don’t know, that guy was fucked up, he used to show me all these pictures he took of cats with their heads smashed in, or all cut up and shit, there was one picture he had of a cat that had been cut completely in half down the middle (on this he points at the middle of his forehead and goes down his face and chest indicating right where the cat had been cut.)

Rocky finishes hitting the bowl and puts it down on the floor next to him.

ROCKY
That’s pretty gross, man.

DAVID
Yeah I know, and this guy thought it was fucking funny as shit too, like, he never actually told me where he found these cats all mutilated and shit but I think he did it himself. He was just one sick fucker. (he points at the bowl) is that out?

ROCKY
Yeah.

David takes out his bag of weed.

DAVID
Here, give it here.

ROCKY
Another bowl right now, man I’m already too stoned to walk.

DAVID
Just one more bowl for Barry.

Rocky hands David the bowl.

ROCKY
I don’t think Barry smoked pot…

DAVID
I smoked with him once a couple of months ago, he said it was like the third time he smoked, he went fucking crazy man.

ROCKY
Oh yeah, what’d he do?

DAVID
Let’s see, well, first he started laughing for no reason and wouldn’t stop, like not even to catch his breath, and I thought he was going to pass out he was laughing so hard. But, he eventually stopped and like not even two seconds after he stopped he like started crying about his ex-girlfriend or something for like an hour and nothing we did could make him stop. But after that he was alright, except he ate a whole box of Fruity Pebbles.

David finishes packing the bowl and then takes a hit off of it. As he’s taking the hit Rick let’s out a groan, finally being roused by the running water, Rocky, not knowing where the sound is coming from looks over his shoulder towards the door.

ROCKY
What the fuck was that?

David taps him on the shoulder to hand him the bowl. He’s holding in his hit so he can’t answer Rocky, but when Rocky turns to look at him he jerks his thumb towards Rick in the tub.

ROCKY
Oh, duh, I’m stupid, I completely forgot he was there.

David spins around and is now crouching next to the tub facing Rick.

DAVID
Yeah, you are pretty dumb. (He stares intently at Rick who groans again) I think he’s coming around man.

Rocky starts taking his hit but he turns around some so he can look at Rick. Rick opens his eyes some, but they are completely unfocused.

DAVID
Hey Rick, Rick, (Rick looks in his general direction) Rick it’s me Dave. You in there Rick?

RICK
Is it… raining?

DAVID
No man, you’re in the shower. You wanted us to wake you up man.

RICK
Oh… okay… (his eyes close and his it looks like he’s about to pass back out again. David reaches in and takes his head and shakes it a little Rick opens his eyes again and looks at David, his eyes a little more focused.)

DAVID
Now, don’t go back to sleep man, you’ve drunk way too much man, if you go back to sleep you could die (Rocky looks at David really shocked at this, David shakes his head at him indicating he’s fucking with Rick) So, come on, let’s get up man.

RICK
Okay. (Rick’s eyes close again, he’s passing out)

DAVID
RICK! STOP IT! You have to get up now.

Suddenly Rick’s eyes open wide and he starts gagging, then he leans forward and vomits in the bathtub.

ROCKY
AW! That’s fucking gross. Jesus Christ.

DAVID
Rocky, shut up. That’s good Rick, get all that poison out of ya.

Rick sits back up in the tub after puking for a bit. He’s awake now, but he looks a little sick.

RICK
I think I’m going be sick.

DAVID
Rick you were just sick, you just puked all over yourself.

Rick looks down at himself.

RICK
Damn that sucks. Man, turn the fucking water off.

Rocky reaches over and turns off the water.

RICK
What time is it?

ROCKY (looking at his watch)
It’s a little after midnight.

RICK
Why the fuck did you guys wake me up, in fact why the fuck are you guys even here?

ROCKY
You asked us to come Rick, remember?

Rick looks away for a bit then remembers. He grabs his head and looks as if he really wishes he didn’t remember.

RICK
Ah shit… Yeah I remember. How’s the kitchen look?

DAVID
It’s a fucking mess dude.

RICK
Are any of the chairs still in one piece.

DAVID
Yeah a couple.

RICK
Yeah… okay… yeah… I need to explain… something to you guys, I think it might be better if I did it at the kitchen table. Is that cool with you guys?

David looks at Rocky. Rocky just shrugs.

DAVID 
Yeah that’s fine.

RICK
Cool. Um, I’m gonna need help getting there.

DAVID
Yeah, okay.

FADE OUT

Text: Sunday.

RICK’S HOUSE

Rick comes down the stairs, looking like he didn’t sleep well. We can hear the sink in the bathroom. Rick makes his way into the kitchen and gets himself a cup of coffee. Barry comes out of the bathroom dressed in a collar shirt with a tie and dress pants. His hair is combed and slick. He comes in and sits at the table and starts putting on a pair of dress shoes. He is avoiding looking at Rick.

RICK
What are you all dressed up for?

Barry mumbles something.

RICK
What?

BARRY
I said I’m going to church.

RICK
Heh, Barry as long as I’ve known you you’ve never gone to church.

BARRY
Yeah, well, since yesterday I’ve had a few sins to confess.

RICK
Barry…you’re not Catholic.

BARRY
So?

RICK
So, confessions a Catholic thing.

BARRY
I’m not confessing to a priest, alright? I’m confessing to God.

RICK
I don’t think you have to go to a church to confess something to God.

BARRY
LOOK, I FUCKING NEED- (he controls himself) I fucking need this, alright. If I’m going to be doing this… this… this THING with you, I need this.

RICK
Alright, man, sorry. You go to your church then. You have a great time.

Barry takes a breath.

BARRY
Thanks, I will.

Barry gets up and leaves. Rick stands there sipping his coffee as he watches him go.

We cut to a scene with Barry at the church, the minister reads some passages about morals or not doing bad stuff. Barry looks like he’s taking all this to heart.

We cut to Rick driving -- he slows as he passes what can be presumed to be Frank’s house. He watches it as he goes by slowly. The camera stays on the house and Rick comes back from the other direction and pulls into the driveway. He then gets out of the car and goes up to the front door and rings the doorbell. Nothing happens and he rings it a couple more times. Still nothing so he turns and goes.

THE KITCHEN

Rick’s sitting at the table smoking a cigarette and reading a paper. We hear Barry’s car as he pulls into the driveway and then see Barry come in. Rick glances at him and then goes back to looking at his paper.

RICK
How was church.

BARRY
Fine, I had a pretty good time.

RICK
Good. (he turns the page in his paper) I drove by Frank’s house but-

BARRY
Who’s Frank.

RICK
He’s the guy we’re kidnapping, he wasn’t home though. Probably went to church like you did.

BARRY
How do you know he wasn’t home?

RICK
Because I rang the doorbell.

BARRY
Well, that was stupid, what would you have done if he was there?

RICK
I don’t know, told him I was selling Bibles or something. I just wanted to see what the fuck this guy looks like.

BARRY
Oh, okay.

Barry stands there awkwardly, Rick keeps reading his paper.

BARRY
So, now what are we going to do?

RICK
Well, I figured we’d go back over there and check it out again, we can’t really proceed until we know exactly who this guy is.

BARRY
Okay, when are we going?

RICK
Whenever you’re ready.

BARRY
Okay, I’ll get changed and then we can go.

RICK
Cool.

We cut to Barry, who is now in normal clothes, and Rick driving towards Frank’s house. Barry looks incredibly nervous and isn’t speaking. Rick doesn’t seem to mind. They pull into a driveway near his house that twists into the wood so that they can’t be seen by the people living in the house.

BARRY
Is this it?

RICK
No. That’s it over there.

BARRY
Then why are we-

Barry stops talking when he sees Rick pull out a pair of binoculars. Rick looks through the binoculars at the Frank’s house.

RICK
No cars in the driveway, he’s probably not there yet.

BARRY (softly)
Yeah, probably not.

RICK
I guess there’s nothing left to do but wait.

Time passes. Barry is now asleep, Rick is eating a sandwich or something while looking through the binoculars. We go to his perspective looking through the binoculars as a car pulls into the driveway.

RICK
Barry wake up.

Barry doesn’t wake up, Rick shakes him and then he does.

BARRY
What? What is it?

RICK
He’s back.

BARRY (looking worried)
Oh, good.

Rick looks back into his binoculars and sees three men get out of the car. Then another car shows up and the three men greet the other people who get out of their car.

RICK
Oh, shit.

BARRY
What, what is it?

RICK
There’s three of them, and more people are showing up.

BARRY
What let me see.

Rick hands Barry the binoculars and Barry takes a look.

BARRY
Oh, man, that’s not good. More people are showing up.

Rick looks pissed.

RICK
FUCK! This is bad. What are they doing?

BARRY
I think they’re having a BBQ.

Barry take the binoculars away from his eyes.

BARRY
Now what do we do?

RICK
I guess we wait until everyone leaves.

BARRY
Damn.

More time passes. It’s night now. The radio is on a baseball game, or football maybe, depending on what time of year it is. Rick is looking through the binoculars again.

RICK
Well, that’s the last car, but those three guys are still there.

BARRY
Are they leaving?

RICK
No, they just went into the house. Maybe our friend is going to take them home. We’ll see.

We see through the binoculars again, we can see into the house and one of the guys appears to say goodnight to the other two. Then we see him go into another room and get ready for bed then the light in that room goes out. It pans back to the other room and those two guys are sitting at a table talking to each other.

RICK
Shit. They’re housemates. Shit. Shit.

BARRY
Are you sure?

RICK
Positive. Shit.

Barry puts his head in his hand and looks extremely worried.

BARRY (talking fast)
Oh man, this isn’t good, what if we get the wrong guy? What if the other two see us? We could get arrested. We could go to jail. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

RICK
Barry calm the fuck down before I shoot you in the head! I just to think alright.

Rick puts down the binoculars and thinks. 

RICK
Okay, someone is going to have to go in there and find out exactly who’s who… (he sees the worried look on Barry’s face) not us, Barry, don’t worry, we’re doing the kidnapping and we don’t want to be able to be identified by anyone else in the house. I don’t know who we could get to do it though.

BARRY
Um, how about the Jackson Brothers?

RICK
Hmm… no the Jackson Brothers are a couple of fuck ups. They’d just ruin everything.

BARRY
I can’t think of anyone else who would do this.

RICK
Yeah… I’m gonna have to call Tony.

Rick puts the car into drive and drives away.

THE KITCHEN

Rick picks up the phone and dials the number on the card he was given. It rings twice and then someone picks up.

TONY
Yeah.

RICK
Tony?

TONY
Yeah.

RICK
Tony, this is Rick.

TONY
Didn’t think I’d be hearing from you this soon. Is the job done?

RICK
No, there’s been some… complications.

TONY
What’s the problem kid?

RICK
There’s three people living in that house. All of them men, and anyone of them could be Frank Miller.

TONY
So? Go and find out who’s who.

RICK
That’s just it Tony, we need someone else to do that.

TONY
Why?

RICK
So me and Barry can’t be identified as Frank’s kidnappers, it’d be a little suspicious if we showed up looking for him and he turns up missing the next day.

TONY
Heh heh, that’s good kid, that’s using your head, very professional.

RICK
Thank you Tony, the problem is we don’t know anyone who would do this for us.

TONY
I told you before kid, you two are all I got.

RICK
They could be anyone Tony, they don’t even have to do that much. Can’t you think of anyone?

Tony’s silent for a bit.

TONY
I know a couple of guys who would be willing to help, but they’re not cut out for anything physical, you understand?

RICK
That’s fine.

TONY
Good, I’ll send them over tomorrow morning.

RICK
Okay.

TONY
Now Rick.

RICK
Yeah.

TONY
Don’t call again until the job’s done.

Tony hangs up and so does Rick.

FADE OUT

RICK’S KITCHEN

We cut forward in time a bit. Rick is sitting across from David at the kitchen table. Rocky is walking about the kitchen, straightening up the place as well as he can. Both David and Rocky look a little upset by what Rick has been telling them. Rick has his eyes closed and is leaning his head on one of his hands.

RICK
…so, I don’t need you guys to do anything but stay awake really, it’s not that hard you know, most likely he won’t even wake up. You just have to watch until tomorrow morning alright. I can’t do it, I’m too fucking drunk, I need to go and pass out. You guys can wake me up in six hours if you need a break, okay? And if anyone shows up, I want you to come and get me right away, okay?

It takes a moment for all this to sink in.

DAVID
You can’t be fucking serious.

RICK
Oh, I’m dead serious. Now, I’m not going to tell you who this guy is, because really I don’t know myself. But, you guys watch him, you watch him close, don’t let him out of your sight.

DAVID
Rick, what the fuck man, who the fuck is this guy, why is he here?

Rick either ignores him or he wasn’t listening.

RICK
Five hundred dollars each.

DAVID
What?

RICK
I’ll pay each of you five hundred dollars for doing this for me, okay?

David leans back in his chair and considers the offer. He glances over at Rocky, Rocky looks disturbed by the whole situation but he just shrugs. David looks back at Rick.

DAVID
Yeah, fine, we’ll do it.

RICK
Good, now I’m going to go pass out, I’ll see you guys in the morning.

DAVID
You need help getting there.

RICK
Nah, I can make it by myself.

Rick gets up and starts to leave David doesn’t look at him but instead stares down at the table. Rocky watches him as he crosses the kitchen, Rick is almost out of the door.

ROCKY
Rick.

Rick stops and turns to look at Rocky.

RICK
Yeah.

ROCKY (hesitantly)
What happened to Barry?

Rick makes a face like he’s been hit in the stomach. He takes a couple deep breaths before answering.

RICK
I’ll, uh, I’ll tell you in the morning. I can’t think about that right now. I just… I’ll tell you in the morning.

Rocky nods and looks down at his feet. Rick leaves. There’s a moment of silence. When David finally speaks he does not look at Rocky.

DAVID
So you think he was just fucking with us?

ROCKY
God I hope so.

DAVID
Yeah.

Another moment of no talking.

ROCKY
So, are you going to go look or should I?

David turns to look at him, he sees the desperation on Rocky’s face.

DAVID
Let’s go together.

THE BASEMENT

It cuts to Rocky and David. Standing at the top of the basement stairs. Slowly David reaches over and flips the light switch. They walk down the stairs slowly. When they get to the bottom of the stairs they turn around the corner, both of them missing the door to the room that Frank is being kept in. The camera pans around the room. They both breath a sigh of relief seeing that there isn’t anyone down in the basement.

DAVID
Heh, stupid Rick, I’m gonna beat the shit out of him tomorrow for putting us through this.

ROCKY
Yeah, man. That was totally not funny, not at all, the fucking ass hole.

DAVID
Yeah… you wanna smoke another bowl?

ROCKY
What, right here?

DAVID
Sure, there’s less chance of stepping on broken glass down here.

ROCKY
Yeah, okay.

They both pull up a seat and David starts filling another bowl.

ROCKY
Man, we totally have to think something up to get back at Rick for putting us through that.

DAVID
Nah, I’m sure he was just doing it to get his mind off of Barry, let’s give him a break.

Rocky shrugs and watches David ripping up the weed for a bit.

ROCKY
You know, that really doesn’t make any sense, I mean, why would Rick get dead drunk and then tell us to wake him up if he was just going to fuck with us?

DAVID
What, do you think there’s actually someone down here?

ROCKY
Hey, I’m not saying that, but I mean, Rick just isn’t really the type to go that far for a practical joke.

DAVID
Well, why don’t you look around a bit while I fill this.

ROCKY (shrugging)
Okay.

He gets up and looks around. He walks behind the boiler.

ROCKY (looking down)
Oh my god.

DAVID (looking worried)
What? What is it?

ROCKY
The guy’s right here.

DAVID
What? Really?

ROCKY
No, I’m just fucking with you.

DAVID
You stupid motherfucker.

David turns back to filling a bowl. Rocky laughs a little and turns away from David smiling. He sees the door that they missed on the way down, the smile goes from his face. He starts walking towards it looking really worried. We hear David hitting the bowl as Rocky inches his way towards the door. Rocky reaches the door reaches his hand out and opens the door. He sees Frank in there, half his face is now swollen and his arm is in bad shape. Rocky stares at him wide eyed then he shuts the door and sits on the stairs and puts his head in his hands. His hands are shaking. David turns to look at him.

DAVID
Don’t you wanna hit this?

ROCKY (indicating the door)
He’s in there.

DAVID
What?

ROCKY
The guy Rick was talking about, he’s in there.

DAVID
Shut up.

ROCKY
I’m fucking serious man, look for yourself.

David gets up, walks over and opens the door and looks in the door, when he sees Frank he looks both a little surprised and amused. He laughs a little.

DAVID
Well shit. Guess we’re gonna get five hundred dollars after all.

ROCKY
I don’t like this man, not one bit.

DAVID
What’s not to like, we stay up all night and we make a bit of money, it’s easy you know?

ROCKY
Who is this guy though?

DAVID
Some cripple obviously.

ROCKY
Yeah, but Rick’s the one that made him a cripple.

DAVID
I don’t doubt that, Rick’s always been a little violent.

ROCKY
A little! That man is barely alive!

DAVID
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY!

David looks away and shuts his eyes, calms himself and then turns back to Rocky.

DAVID
Look, I don’t know why Rick has this guy here, and really I don’t give a shit, it doesn’t concern us, alright?

ROCKY
I don’t know man, I just don’t feel good about this.

DAVID
(hands Rocky the bowl) Here smoke this, I’ll be right back, I know exactly what will help.

David goes up the stairs, Rocky sits there staring at the bowl, he looks very upset about all of this. David comes back down the stairs carrying a bottle of whisky or something in one hand and a stereo in the other with a thing of CDs under one of his arms. He looks at Rocky.

DAVID
Did you hit that yet?

Rocky looks from David to the bowl sighs and then hits it. David smiles and plugs in the CD player somewhere. He starts playing music, he takes a big gulp from the bottle and hands it out to Rocky, Rocky just stares at it and doesn’t take it.

DAVID
Come on Rocky, if we’re going to be up all night we might as well have some fun.

Rocky takes the bottle.

ROCKY
Could you shut that door, man? I don’t want to look at him.

DAVID
Alright.

David shuts the door. Rocky takes a swig from the bottle. And David takes a hit from the bowl.

ROCKY
Man, I just don’t get it, I mean Barry’s dead, This guys here, and… I don’t know man, I just wish I knew what happened.

The scene fades out.

Text: Monday. While the text is on the screen we hear someone knocking on Rick’s door.

THE KITCHEN

Rick opens the door and we see two girls standing there. They are Chelsea and Donna.

CHELSEA
Hi I’m Chelsea.

DONNA
And I’m Donna.

CHELSEA AND DONNA
Hi!

RICK
Um, okay, and you are?

CHELSEA
We just told you.

DONNA
Tony sent us.

RICK
Oh, okay, it’s just I thought you would be… well…

CHELSEA
Men.

RICK
Well, yeah.

DONNA (rolling her eyes)
Typical male assumption.

Rick just stands there looking at them, they look back at Rick.

CHELSEA
So, can we come in or what?

RICK
Oh, right, yeah come in.

They come into the kitchen. Barry is sitting at the table in his choo-choo train pajamas eating Fruit Loops and reading the back of the box. He pauses while eating when he sees them come in. They laugh when they see him.

DONNA
Nice pajamas.

CHELSEA
Yeah, real manly.

BARRY
Oh, uh, I was, uh, just wearing these as a joke. Heh heh.

DONNA
Uh-huh, whatever you say.

Chelsea and Donna look at each other and laugh a little more. Barry looks really embarrassed.

BARRY
Um, I’ll just go and change then.

CHELSEA
You do that.

Barry gets up and leaves Chelsea and Donna sit at the table. Rick stands behind the counter.

DONNA
Tony tells us you have work for us.

RICK
That’s right. He tell you what it was?

CHELSEA
No, just told is it might be dangerous.

DONNA
So, we immediately agreed.

RICK
How do you two know Tony?

CHELSEA
We work for him.

DONNA
Or at least we used to, before all that ugly business with his boss.

RICK
So, you’re from New York?

CHELSEA
Yeah, kind of.

DONNA
Well, originally we’re from right around here, but we moved out to New York.

CHELSEA
Better job prospects in New York.

DONNA
Right, except jobs were a little hard to come by.

CHELSEA
Luckily we met Patricia and she hooked us right up with Tony.

DONNA
Really sad what happened to Patricia.

CHELSEA
Oh I know. She was always so nice to us.

DONNA
Yes, she was. Anyway when Tony was, well, let’s just say he was fired.

CHELSEA
We immediately wanted to help out.

DONNA
And we hooked him up with a place out here for him to hide out.

RICK
Oh, okay. Um, what exactly is it that you did for Tony, um, back when you worked for him?

CHELSEA
We were delivery girls.

DONNA
Yeah, we delivered donuts and coffee to all the big tough mob guys when they had there big tough mob meetings.

RICK
Oh, okay, so you’ve never done anything like this before?

DONNA
Well, we don’t really know what we’re doing yet now do we… um… you’re name is Rick right?

RICK
Yeah.

CHELSEA
Oh, that’s good. That you’re Rick that is.

DONNA
Yeah, we really hoped you would be. We’d much rather be given orders by you than by…

Barry walks in at this point. He had combed his hair and changed into clothes. Trying to make himself look good.

DONNA
…him.

Chelsea and Donna laugh again.

BARRY
What? I didn’t say anything.

CHELSEA AND DONNA
Of course you didn’t.

Barry looks a little confused. Rick looks as if he doesn’t know what to think. Barry walks over and sits at the kitchen table with them, they just stare and smile at him as he comes over and sits down. Then they look at each other.

CHELSEA
Aw, isn’t that sweet, he got all dressed up just for us.

DONNA
Yeah, he’s even wearing cologne.

CHELSEA
A bit too much though.

DONNA
Too bad he doesn’t know.

BARRY
Know what?

DONNA AND CHELSEA
Oh, nothing.

RICK
Um, well, we have a busy day ahead of us, so um, how about we get going?

CHELSEA AND DONNA AND BARRY
Okay.

The three of them look at each other and Chelsea and Donna laugh yet again. Rick grabs a big brown bag full of stuff and walks out the door followed by everyone else. Rick walks towards his car in the driveway and then sees that Chelsea and Donna parked behind him. Rick turns to them.

RICK
Um…

CHELSEA
We could just take my car.

DONNA 
That would probably be easier.

Before Rick can answer Donna and Chelsea practically sprint towards the other car and Chelsea gets in the front seat and Donna in the back. Rick and Barry just stare.

RICK
Ookay.

BARRY
Are you sure they’re up to this?

RICK
About as sure as I am that you’re up to this.

Barry gets in the passenger seat and Rick gets in the back. The car takes off.

IN CHELSEA’S CAR

It’s some time later, the radio is on. No one is really speaking as they drive.

RICK
Okay, just pull into the next driveway… no the one on the right… there ya go… no don’t pull up anymore just stop here… kill your engine.

Rick and Barry are looking over at the house. Chelsea and Donna are looking too, but only to see what they’re looking at.

DONNA
What are you looking at?

Rick looks over at her.

RICK
Huh? Oh, I forgot you don’t know what we’re doing yet.

DONNA
Oh, that’s okay.

CHELSEA
We were hoping you would explain it to us during the drive over here.

DONNA
But we like driving in total silence so much better.

RICK
Um, right. Well you see that house over there?

DONNA
Yes.

RICK
Tony wants us to kidnap someone in that house for him-

DONNA
Kidnapping.

CHELSEA
How exciting.

BARRY
Heh, exciting? Are you two crazy?

CHELSEA
Well, it’s much more exciting than what we usually do.

DONNA
So, you want us to get him for you?

CHELSEA
Because we will.

RICK
Hardly. Three different men share that house, and we have no idea who this guy is, and you guys are here to find out which one is the guy we want.

CHELSEA
So wait, you two have nothing on this guy?

RICK
Well, we have a name, Frank Miller.

DONNA
I guess that’s something.

Rick takes the binoculars out of his bag.

CHELSEA
So, we’re just going to go up to the front door and ask for Frank?

RICK (looking at the house with the binoculars)
That’s the general idea.

DONNA
Now?

RICK
No, all three of them are in there. I think we should wait until there’s only one.

DONNA
Oh? And what do we do in the meantime?

RICK
…We wait.

It’s a little while later. We are seeing through the binoculars up at the house. It appears that two of the guys are arguing in the house. After awhile they come outside the house yelling at each other and one of them storms back into the house while the other gets into the car and starts to back out the driveway the third guy who lives in the house comes running out then and talks to the guy in the car, then he gets into the car with him and they both drive off. We can’t hear anything that’s being said as this happens but instead hear the conversation going on in the car.

DONNA
…right now we’re living in a shitty one bedroom apartment.

CHELSEA
Which is better than where we were living.

DONNA
Yeah, we were living with Patricia and Tony.

CHELSEA
Which is a pretty spacious house, which was nice…

DONNA
But although Patricia and Tony are pretty nice people…

CHELSEA
Despite being well associated with organized crime…

DONNA
They get to be pretty unbearable living with them.

BARRY
So, now you’re just crammed into a tiny apartment?

DONNA
Well, it’s not so bad with Chelsea being there.

CHELSEA
It’s way too small though.

DONNA
Only two rooms.

CHELSEA
And that includes the bathroom.

DONNA
All that’s really in it is a minifridge and a queen sized bed.

CHELSEA
Any more than that and we wouldn’t be able to get in with all the stuff in the way.

BARRY
Wow, must be pretty cramped.

DONNA
No kidding.

A bit of silence.

BARRY
So, maybe after this is over the two of you might want to, I don’t know, go somewhere with me and Rick.

Chelsea and Donna giggle.

CHELSEA
He doesn’t get it.

DONNA
And we’ve left so many hints.

BARRY
What, what don’t I get?

CHELSEA
Um, well, like we said we live in a one bedroom apartment.

DONNA
With only one bed.

CHELSEA
Which we share.

DONNA
A rather small bed too.

BARRY
Er… you mean you two are, um…

DONNA
Lesbians.

CHELSEA
Sorry you’re too dim-witted to figure it out yourself.

BARRY
Oh, um, sorry I tried to ask you two out before…

CHELSEA
Don’t worry about it.

DONNA
Happens more than you’d think.

A bit more silence.

BARRY
Um, I have a funny story, uh, if you’d like to hear it.

DONNA AND CHELSEA
Sure.

BARRY
Well, I have this friend named Rodney, who’s this ridiculously old Redneck Truck-Driver. And he was up late one night drinking, like he usually was, and decide that he’s feeling particularly lonely, so he calls up a hooker. And she comes over and they start fucking obviously and right before he, um, climaxes these three kids start setting off fire crackers in the front of his house, and Rodney totally freaks out…

RICK
Okay, there’s only one guy up at the house now, they were having an argument or something and two of the guys…

BARRY
Rick. Please.

RICK (annoyed)
Oh, sorry didn’t mean to interrupt.

BARRY
…and that was when Rodney came running out the front door, butt-naked, with a loaded shotgun in one hand and a bottle of whisky in the other, and he starts yelling at the kids going “you fucks want a piece of me cause I’m one crazy motherfucker.”

They laugh, not Rick though.

RICK
Okay, guys I think that’s enough. Time to get to work don’t ya think?

Everyone quiets down.

RICK
Okay, well, there’s only one of them in the house right now. So this is just a reconnaissance mission…

BARRY
Reconnaissance mission, like we’re spies or something.

RICK
Shut the fuck up Barry. Now you two (pointing to people off camera) are going to go up and just knock on the door, like this is a normal visit, and ask very politely for this motherfucker. If it’s the guy, distract him and me and Barry will come up and tranq him, if not, well, try to get inside the house. Find something we can use to locate this guy.

DONNA
How will you two know if it’s him or not?

RICK
I’m getting to that. One of you is going to go in wearing a wire. Do I have a volunteer?

CHELSEA
I’ll do it.

RICK
Alright get back here.

Chelsea and Donna get out and switch places. 

RICK
Take off your shirt.

CHELSEA
If it’s not the guy how are we going to get into the house

RICK
I’m sure two resourceful girls like you can figure it out.

Rick drops something on the floor.

RICK
Shit.

He picks it up.

He finishes bugging Chelsea.

RICK
Now, you’ll be able to talk to me, but I can’t talk to you. In case something goes wrong, just say Major Tom and me and Barry will come running in.

CHELSEA
Alright.

RICK
Now what’s the code word.

CHELSEA
Major Tom

He finishes bugging her.

RICK
Okay, now don’t do anything stupid like getting yourselves killed. Have a good time.

Chelsea and Donna get out of the car and start walking towards the house.

CHELSEA
What was the guys name again?

DONNA
Frank Miller.

CHELSEA
Are you sure?

DONNA
Positive.

CHELSEA
So, what are we going to say?

DONNA
I dunno, I’ll guess we’ll just do what Rick said and ask for the guy.

CHELSEA
Okay.

They reach the front door, the sound of a shower can be heard. They knock on the door. Nothing happens so they knock much louder. We hear the water stop running and a moment later, Frank from before comes and opens the door, he’s wearing a robe.

FRANK
Hi, is there something I can help you with?

CHELSEA
Yeah, we’re looking for someone who lives, Frank Miller.

Frank glances from Chelsea to Donna and then back again.

FRANK
What do you want with Frank?

CHELSEA
Oh, um…

DONNA
We’re friends of his.

Frank glances out behind them.

FRANK
Where’s your car?

DONNA
Oh, we… jogged up here.

Frank looks from one to the other again, this time sizing them up, probably noticing that they aren’t covered in sweat. He smiles friendlily at the pair of them.

FRANK
Well, any friend of Frank is a friend of mine, would you like to come in?

DONNA AND CHELSEA
Okay.

They go in. We cut to Rick and Barry in the car listening to them on the receiving thing of a bug device. Frank, Donna and Chelsea are making small talk, Frank at some point offers them coffee which they accept. Rick reaches into his bag and takes out a revolver pistol and a tranquilizer gun. He hands the tranq gun to Barry. Barry doesn’t take the gun.

BARRY
I’m not going to shoot anybody.

RICK
Jesus Christ, It’s a tranquilizer gun.

BARRY (taking the gun)
How the fuck did you get these things anyway?

RICK
Well, this gun was my Dad’s back in Korea, but I had to buy the tranq.

Rick puts the gun in his belt and picks up the binoculars and goes back to looking at the house. We cut to the view he gets for a second, then we cut to in the house with the girls. They are now sitting at the kitchen table and drinking coffee.

FRANK
…and so, that was when Terry and I got into this big argument about how I left this… “big mess” in the basement and, you know how those things go, he ended up storming out and Frank ended up siding with him, so they left, I don’t really expect to see either of them back anytime soon…

DONNA
Does this happen often?

FRANK
It happens often enough, but enough about me let’s hear about you. I happen to consider myself one of Frank’s closest correspondents, and I’ve never heard him mention either of you.

DONNA
Funny he’s never mentioned you either.

CHELSEA
Really I think he’s ashamed of us.

FRANK
Nonsense. Two good looking girls like you, Frank would feel proud to have friends like you.

CHELSEA AND DONNA
Thank you.

Frank smiles at both of them. They smile back.

FRANK
I hope you don’t mind, but I feel a bit exposed in my current attire and I feel the need to change, if you’ll excuse me

CHELSEA
Not at all.

DONNA
Go right ahead.

Frank gets up and disappears down the hall and into a room. As soon as he’s out of sight Chelsea leans over to Donna and whispers.

CHELSEA
Okay, I have an idea. One of us should go and “distract him” and the other should check out one of these other bedrooms to try to find which one is Frank, Alright?

DONNA
Okay, which should I do?

CHELSEA
I’ll check the other rooms, so you distract him.

DONNA
Okay, how?

CHELSEA
Um…I don’t know, how about you just go knock on his door, flutter your eyes (she flutters her eyes) and say (sexily) “do you need help getting dressed?”

DONNA
Okay, I can do that.

CHELSEA
I was joking Donna.

DONNA
Oh, well, I’ll think of something.

Chelsea nods and they lean in and kiss each other, nervously if that’s possible, as if they may never get to again. They break away and Donna gets up and walks towards Frank’s room, she knocks on the door and hear her say something inaudible to Frank then we hear as she and Frank both enter the room and the door shuts. Chelsea gets up and walks into one of the other bedrooms, it’s a mess. She begins talking to Rick through the bug.

CHELSEA
Okay, Rick, this place is a mess…

We cut out to Rick and Barry in the car listening to Chelsea over the radio.

CHELSEA
There’s like old food all over the place and dirty clothes, this whole room smells like somebody died in here, and OH GROSS! There’s an open porno mag with “soiled” tissues all over it (Rick and Barry look at each other at this and laugh) that’s disgusting… okay I’m now opening one of the drawers…

We cut back in to Chelsea opening the top drawer of a dresser, it’s full of old photographs.

CHELSEA
That’s weird. This drawer is full of nothing but photographs (she starts looking through it) nothing in here looks useful though… (she comes across the back of a photo that says Frank and Tom ‘05) oh wait here’s a photo of him (she’s turns it over, it shows Frank looking almost the same as he did a few seconds before along with someone wearing a shirt that says TOM on it in big letters) that’s strange it has- oh my god, Rick that guy lied to us, he is Frank! Major Tom Rick Major fucking TO-

All of a sudden from behind her one of Frank’s arms comes around her and puts an assumed chloroformed rag over her mouth and she stops talking.

We cut back out to Barry and Rick. We hear the last few things Chelsea has just said over the radio and Frank cutting her off.

RICK
SHIT!

He opens the car door and gets out and takes a few steps towards Frank’s house, taking his gun out of his belt as he does, before he notices Barry isn’t following he goes back and puts his head in the car window opposite Barry. Barry looks frozen in shock.

RICK
Come on, Barry! We gotta fucking go! (no response) Barry, you have to get a FUCKING GRIP! And you have to fucking do it now! Both of those girls could be dead now! (Barry shuts his eyes and starts shaking a little) BARRY! COME ON!

Not opening his eyes Barry nods. He then gets out of the car and follows Rick, looking sicker than he did during the robbery. They run towards the house. As soon as they get close Rick starts running lower to the ground and Barry follows suit. They make it to the front door, Rick leans his back against the house next to the doorknob. He reaches out and grabs the doorknob and turns it slowly and quietly and then opens it just as quietly. Then enters the house followed by Barry. They are both trying hard not to make a sound.

Rick starts making his way down the hallway towards Frank’s room. Motioning to Barry to follow him they walk quietly and slowly down the hall, and without making a noise again they open Frank’s room. Barry makes a noise in his throat but throws his hand over his mouth and turns away from the scene before him. There’s Donna on the bed facedown, there is a whole lot of blood all over. Rick shuts the door and looks at Barry who is looking worse and worse by the second. There is a noise of someone coming up the basement steps. They both look towards where it is coming from and go quickly yet quietly towards the top of the steps, holding their guns at the ready.

Frank comes through the door and they both point their guns at him, Barry’s is shaking. Frank stops when he opens the door with them standing there.

RICK
Freeze.

Frank slowly puts his hands up, as soon as they’re up Barry breaths a sigh of relief and puts his gun down, Rick glances over at him.

RICK
Don’t put your gun down!

Frank smiles when he does this and quickly hits Rick’s wrist, knocking the gun out of his hand then he simultaneously kicks him in the shin and hits him in the face with his elbow, Rick falls and hits his head on the floor. Frank turns to Barry taking a knife out that the audience can’t see, Barry raises his gun again as Frank approaches and fires right as Frank reaches him, it hits him in the shoulder, but Frank still slashes him across the chest, so quick that no one should really be able to tell what just happened and Barry collapses on the floor, yelling in pain and clutching his chest. Frank turns back to Rick who appears to be really dazed from the multiple blows. Frank’s smiling as he approaches, but suddenly the smile is wiped from his face and he falls onto his knees and, still looking at Rick, he passes out from the tranq and falls on his face. Rick only stares as he does it.

Rick gets up slowly. He then limps over to his gun and picks it up. He glances over at Barry, who’s whimpering and clutching his chest with both hands. Rick doesn’t realize what he’s seeing.

RICK (breathing heavily)
Barry… we got him… those were some… fucking… heavy tranquilizers… he’ll be out for hours (Barry is totally not paying attention to Rick) Barry, BARRY! (Barry looks at him but doesn’t seem to hear, Rick limps over to him) I can’t carry him alone, I need your help.

Rick reaches down and grabs one of Barry’s arms and starts to help him up, or so he thinks. Barry screams “DON’T” as his arm is removed from his chest, though he tries to hold it in with his other arm his bowels still leak out some from the big gash in his chest. Rick drops him and looks away, he looks like he’s about to cry. But instead he gets a hold of himself and turns back.

RICK
It’s okay, Barry, you’re going to be just fine man. We’re going to get you to a hospital and you’re going to be just fine. I’ve read all about injuries like this man, and the doctors will just patch you right up man…

BARRY (laughing)
When the fuck have you ever read man.

RICK
Hey, I read man.

BARRY
Yeah right. You’ve never read a fucking thing a day in your life.

RICK
Fuck you man, I’m getting you the fuck out here, and I’m taking you to a fucking hospital. (he reaches again to pick him up.)

BARRY
Stop Rick STOP! (Rick does) I’m not moving from this spot okay. (He’s breathing heavily now his eyes are searching frantically) Rick, does that gun work. (Rick looks down at it and nods at Barry) Okay, okay, I won’t be able to do it man, you’ll have to. Okay? (Rick looks at him takes a moment and nods again) Okay, I’m gonna shut my eyes first.

Barry takes three deep breaths and shuts his eyes. Rick’s eyes start to tear up a little as he points the gun towards Barry’s head, he pulls back on the hammer.

RICK
I’m so sorry.

We cut to an aerial view above the house, we hear the gun shot and we see birds scatter from the noise. Fade out.

RICK’S BASEMENT

Rocky and David are sitting around the stereo drinking with their back’s to Frank.

ROCKY
…and you remember that time Barry got his head stuck between the bars of his window and the fire department had to come and get him out?

DAVID
Yeah, that was funny as shit. (they laugh David’s smile disappears) I’m really gonna miss him.

The camera pans away and we can no longer hear David or Rocky on account of the music being up so loud. We stop in front of the shut door which holds Frank and then we cut into it. We see Frank struggling with his bound hands. He struggles for about half a minute before he gets loose, he then reaches and takes the gag out of his mouth and then removes the binds from his legs. Then he gets up and looks around the room. He glances over at a big poster that seems really out of place in this dank room. He lifts it up, sees the trap door underneath and rips the poster off the wall. He lifts up the trapdoor and smiles.

We cut back to David and Rocky.

DAVID
…we’ll never find anyone like him you know, Barry was definitely one of a kind. I just don’t… (there’s a loud bang of the trap door slamming shut David and Rocky both look towards the door of the room) What the fuck was that?!

We cut forward a bit, the music is still playing, but not as loud. David is holding a bat and Rocky is holding a knife right outside the door. David reaches forward and puts a hand on the doorknob. He looks at Rocky.

DAVID
Okay, one, twooo, THREE!!

He opens the door and they both run in with their weapons at the ready. No one is in there, they put their weapons to the side.

ROCKY
What the fuck where the fuck is he?

DAVID
Shit, this is shit! FUCK!

ROCKY
Where the fuck could he BE?!

DAVID (pointing at the trapdoor)
THERE!

David reaches out and lifts the door, it’s too dark to see.

ROCKY
Stay here. I’m getting a flashlight.

We cut to 2 seconds later, with Rocky standing right where he was before only with a flashlight pointed into the door.

DAVID
Okay, okay, I think that he can’t get out from here, cause you see that wall, this is underground still.

ROCKY
So, where is he?

DAVID
He must still be in there.

ROCKY
Okay, then go in and get him.

DAVID
What? Why me?

ROCKY
Are you scared of a cripple man? Just go in and drag him out here man.

DAVID
Fine but I get the flashlight.

ROCKY
Whatever, here you go.

DAVID
Give me that knife too.

ROCKY
David, it’s a fucking cripple.

DAVID
Hey, he might be on angel dust or something, now give me the knife.

ROCKY
Whatever.

Rocky hands him the knife and David climbs into the hole and walks towards the back. He sneezes.

DAVID
Damn it’s dusty in here.

ROCKY
Yeah, serves you right for not watching him.

DAVID
Fuck you man.

David sneezes again as he goes around the corner and out of sight. There is the sound of sudden movement and of Frank Breaking David’s neck with his bare hands.

ROCKY
Hey, David, you okay? (nothing) DAVID!

Suddenly the light is in Rocky’s eyes and we see something behind the light that can’t be made out because of the light.

ROCKY (struggling to get out of the light which is always in his face.)
Had me worried there a second, what the fuck was that noise? Dude, could you get that fucking light out of my face?

Right after he says this Frank reaches out with the knife and cuts Rocky’s throat. Rocky topples backwards grabbing his throat and seems to be trying to breath, blood is going everywhere. Frank climbs out of the hole in the wall and stands over Rocky and looks at his face. Rocky’s eyes are wide-eyed with horror, he’s still trying to breath. Frank cocks his head to one side and smiles.

UPSTAIRS

We watch as Frank comes up the stairs, slowly due to his injuries. He makes his way to the kitchen sink and leans on the counter with a bloody hand and puts the knife down next to the sink. Then he fills his hands full of water and washes off his face he looks out the window. It’s getting light out. Then he hears the sound of Rick coming down the stairs. He glances over his shoulder and grabs his knife and walks out of sight. Rick comes in.

RICK (hung over)
Jesus Christ, it’s a fucking mess in here.

He makes his way over to the sink and just like Frank he fills his hand full of water and splashes it in his face. He looks up out the window just like Frank as well, then he looks over at the counter and in front of the knife rack is a bloodied handprint. He reaches out and grabs a knife and spins around. Standing in the doorway out of the kitchen and into the laundry room is Frank holding a knife just like Rick.

Rick stares at him a second, confusion and then understanding flashing over his face. Frank shows no emotion.

RICK
I’m going to kill you.

FRANK
If you must.

Rick growls as he runs towards Frank, Frank runs towards Rick as well and they begin to fight. The camera however only watches for a couple of seconds before it starts backing out the back door and then it leaves the house with nothing but the noises of Frank and Rick fighting. We hear loud bangings of them struggling, gradually getting louder and then suddenly stopping. A moment later Frank leaves the back door. He’s got blood all over him. As soon as we see his face a song that’s dark and morbid starts playing. He limps towards Rick’s car falling once but getting up again, he unlocks Rick’s car with the key, gets in turns it on, looks over at the house, smiles, and then backs out of the driveway. Cue credits.

Possible PS: A small scene showing Detective Barns discovering Chelsea in Frank’s basement, bound and gagged, maybe a little beat up, but alive.