SKELETON CREW (Part II)
created by AJ Figueroa & Francisco K. Rodriguez
created by AJ Figueroa & Francisco K. Rodriguez
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INT. PENTHOUSE BEDROOM -- NIGHT
Elevator doors open up in front of Eliza, now
in lingerie, as she walks seductively into a lavish and oddly red bedroom with
a large golden cross on the bed.
ZOOM OUT SLOWLY TO A FULL SHOT OF ELIZA
ENTERING THE BEDROOM STARTING FROM THE POINT WHERE THE DOORS IN THE ELEVATOR
CLOSED IN FRONT OF HER IN THE LAST SCENE.
CUT TO A MS OF DUMAS LOOKING OUT OF THE
WINDOW WHILE ELIZA IS IN THE BACK, OUT OF FOCUS.
Dumas has his suit jacket off as Eliza
strolls next to him. Eliza wraps his
arms around him in an embrace but Dumas just stands there.
ELIZA
Most of Teddy's men are dead. Those sill alive have decided to cooperate
and work for us.
DUMAS
Not that I'm not grateful to my increase in
staff, but have their loyalties been assured?
ELIZA
Rock had half of the survivors lose either a
finger or toe in front of everyone.
After that, the rest just got on their knees and promised to be good
boys.
DUMAS
(chuckling)
Gotta love Rock's methods of persuasion and
initiative. What about the police and
the press?
ELIZA
Our people downtown were able to keep the
press and most of the cops off of us.
They redirected towards some of the local gangs. Hopefully, it will stay that way.
DUMAS
Who didn't buy into it?
Eliza switches her arms over to have them
around his waist, tucking her head by Dumas's ear.
ELIZA
The good ole' Commissioner Walken.
DUMAS
Well then . . . we'll have to do something
about that. Won't we?
(pauses)
Any sign of the missing 'Musketeers'?
ELIZA
(reluctant)
Not . . .not yet.
ZOOMS OUT A LITTLE TO A 2S OF DUMAS PULLING
ELIZA OFF OF HIM. THEN PANS ALONGSIDE DUMAS AS HE WALKS AWAY FROM ELIZA TILL THE
CAMERA HAS DUMAS IN AN XCU WITH WITH ELIZA OUT OF FOCUS IN THE BACKGROUND
AGAIN.
DUMAS
(low)
Not the news I was expecting, Liz. Don't tell me after all that, we can't find
three guys, much less kill them.
SWITCH FOCUS FROM DUMAS TO ELIZA
ELIZA
The three of them will turn up. I sent Sinner will a group of men over to see
if the old man had any clue where they are.
And, if that doesn't work . . . we do have the new kid, didn't we?
DUMAS
Baby, you sure are living dangerously. Just cause I have one of them doesn't mean
shit.
ELIZA
Rock will make Louis talk.
DUMAS
Confident, aren't we?
Eliza walks over, this time hugging her body
against Dumas. She smirks as they look
at each other while he remains expressionless.
ELIZA
Rock is good at what he does while Louis is
still new to this. I doubt the little
boy could withstand pussy, much less a session with Rock. And even if that fails . . .there are other
ways of luring them out.
DUMAS
I don't like loose ends but you seem pretty
sure you've got everything covered.
ELIZA
I like to think so. I don't want to be just your piece of ass.
DUMAS
You are what I say you are and you will like
it.
ELIZA
Oh yes.
I love it.
(pauses)
So, shall I set up some 'negotiations' with
our good police commissioner?
Dumas knows where she is going with this as
he turns her towards the bed and roughly pushes her on it. Dumas then climbs on her pinning her arms
over her head.
DUMAS
No need!
Everyone's got skeletons in their closet. I know the police commissioner's. And I want to handle it . . . up close and
personal.
ELIZA
Soon, the cops will be ours and we can kill
those three little bastards with just a command.
Dumas rips off Eliza's top while Eliza rips
out the shirt to Dumas's suit. Dumas and
Eliza kiss roughly and passionately for a moment then stop.
DUMAS
Once I have the commissioner, it will be time
to take care of the mayor. I will have
it all.
ELIZA
And no one will be able to stop you.
DUMAS
Shut up and fuck me bitch!
Dumas roughly turns her around as she
stradles him.
CAMERA ZOOMS OUT OF FOCUS AND OUT OF THE ROOM
FROM MCU TO A SW AS DUMAS AND ELIZA SEEMINGLY HAVE SEX.
CUT
TO:
EXT. QUENTIN'S SHOREHOUSE - - NIGHT
CAMERA HAS A MS OF QUENTIN DRIVING AND
PARKING HIS CAR JUST OUTSIDE OF HIS HOME. THEN A MCU SHOT OF QUENTIN GETTING
OUT OF HIS CAR AND WALKING TOWARDS THE SHORE HOUSE.
A POV SHOT OF ONE OF THE ATTACKERS LOOKING
OUT OF THE WINDOW OF QUENTIN AS HE MAKES HIS WAY FOR THE DOOR.
Quentin opens the door, taking one step in
side only to then be shot and fall a few feet back into his front yard. After he falls to the ground with a thump,
two attackers, ATTACKER # 1 AND #2, go
to survey the body.
ATTACKER #1
Well, that was easy enough.
ATTACKER #2
Ass!
You weren't suppose to kill 'im.
You were suppose to hurt him so he can talk. Now, the boss is gonna be really fucking
pissed at us.
ATTACKER #1
Look . . . I am sure he's just knocked out.
ATTACKER #2
And I am sure you are an idiot!
Attacker #1 looks over Quentin to see if the
man was indeed dead. Finding the bullet
hole, Attacker #1 goes in close to check for blood, only to find none.
ATTACKER #1
What the . . . ?
Quentin quick takes a gun from his side and
shoots Attacker # 1 right through the head.
ATTACKER #2
Ah . . . shit! You ain't dead!
QUENTIN
No.
But I am pissed off as hell though.
Quentin dashes to his feet and Attacker # 2
shoots at him. As the bullet hits the
chest, Quentin looks annoyed.
QUENTIN
Stop.
That hurts. Ouch.
ATTACKER #2
(nervous)
Motherfucker!
You got a bullet proof vest.
QUENTIN
What was your first hint Sherlock!
Quentin shoots the elbow of Attacker # 2 ,
making his shooting arm useless. As
Attacker # 2 falls to his knees, Quentin stands next to him, cocking the gun to
his head.
QUENTIN
Never go into a man's home uninvited. It's simply not polite.
Quentin shoots Attacker #2 and #2 falls dead.
QUENTIN
Okay gentlemen. I know you are in there. In my house.
Would you kindly get the hell outside cause I am tired and just want to
get this over with. So, come on out and
let's finish this.
Suddenly, three more attackers walk out of
the house from all sides. Coming out of
the door last is a man with a bald head and a scar down his cheek.
SINNER
Nice to see that you were ready for us.
QUENTIN
Spare me the chit-chat. Get to the part when you tell me who decided
to betray me so we can finish this up?
SINNER
How are you so sure of that? Figured a guy like you has a lot of enemies.
QUENTIN
Don't patronize me. I am not just some Charlie that dishes out
orders behind a desk. I was doing what
you do before you were even a thought in your daddy's nuttsac. As for most of my enemies, most of them are
dead. And six guys on my doorstep after
a job is just too damn coincidental. So,
who is the Cardinal's bitch in this little scheme?
Sinner chuckles for a moment as he begins to
pace around a little.
SINNER
Since you are dying to know! Eliza sends her regards.
QUENTIN
Should have know it was that miserable twot
was behind something like this. What did
the Cardinal offer? Money and Power?
SINNER
Eliza likes her position with my boss. She is very pleased with her place with him.
QUENTIN
Oh. I
see. She is being a back-stabbing
jazzibelle because of her need to be a whore to a powerful man.
SINNER
I just follow orders. I don't care who is fucking my boss as long
as I am taken care of. But for me to
have that, we gotta make sure you die.
(smiling)
So . . . any last words or wishes?
QUENTIN
Oh.
Tell her and the Cardinal that I will see them in hell . . . right after
I send you there.
The three attackers aim at Quentin with his
gun. Quentin takes his right arm, aiming
out at an attacker. Suddenly a gun falls
into his left hand from his jacket.
Quentin beings to shoot at Attackers # 4
& 6, killing them with ease. Quentin
takes a shot in the arm as he moves to the left. Sinner takes out his gun, shooting after
Quentin. Quentin heads for the back of the shore house, ducking behind a wall.
QUENTIN
(hurt)
I am getting too old for this shit. Gotta warn the boys though.
Sinner and Attacker # 5 slowly move closer
towards Quentin. Quentin turns to his
left, seeing a barbecue grill near him.
Quentin takes a breath and shoots at the
barbecue's propane tank. The tank
explodes as Attacker #5 stands next to it. Attacker #5 is on fire but roll's on the
ground quickly to get the fire out.
Sinner is knocked to the ground by the
explosion as well, giving Quentin a chance to go inside his shore house.
Quentin walks in a hurry to his office inside
of the shore house.
Quentin fumbles in the dark to get out
something in his desk. Suddenly, a red
box is taken out and put on top of his desk.
Quentin opens another drawer, full of bullets.
As Quentin reloads his gun, a shadow appears
over him. Quentin looks at the doorway
in front of him to find a man standing in front of him.
Quentin shoots at the man, only to have the
man fall flat onto the ground.
Quentin goes to check on the man to find that
it was Attacker # 4's body. Quentin's
eyes go wide as he then realizes that he's been had.
SINNER
Fooled ya.
Quentin turns around to see Sinner in the
other doorway, pointing a gun at him.
Attacker #5 steps out from where the decoy
fell from, holding his own gun at Quentin.
SINNER
You're good old man. Caused a lot of trouble and some
casualties. Eliza told us to be careful
with you and she was right.
ATTACKER #5
Let's shoot him and wait for his buddies.
SINNER
Nah! I
got a better idea.
Quentin aims both his guns at each person but
Sinner fires off his gun, severing Quentin's left hand from his body.
Attacker #5 follows suit by severing the
other hand with his shot.
Quentin is screaming in pain. Meantime, Sinner is taking out a sword from
behind his back.
SINNER
Well, I'd say its been real but it really
hasn't . . .
All anyone can see is the silouttee of
Quentin's head falling to the floor and rolling next to the desk.
SINNER
Yet.
Attacker # 5 moves to stand by Sinner as they
look over the body.
SINNER
That was good. Fucking old guy was a bastard.
ATTACKER #5
Let me roast his ass as a message to the
others.
SINNER
No.
Clean up the mess outside and get some more boys. I wanna get ready for the real prizes to
show.
Sinner takes Quentin's head and looks at it.
SINNER
Oh.
Old man, you should have played ball.
Now . . . I am gonna have some fun with you.
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TO:
EXT. HIGHWAY IN THE CITY -- NIGHT
A BUNCH OF OVERHEAD SHOTS OF A CAR DRIVING
THROUGH THE CITY ON ITS WAY OUT. THEN MOVE TO A SW OF THE CAR ON A HIGHWAY
INT. LEE'S CAR -- CONTINUOUS
MS OF LEE DRIVING THE CAR WHILE JACKSON IS
ANTSY IN THE PASSENGER SEAT WHILE RYAN IS LAID OUT IN THE BACK, NOT MOVING AND
SEEMINGLY DEAD. THEN MOVE INTO A 2S WITH JACKSON AND LEE.
(nervous)
What the fuck was all that the other day?
LEE
We got set up. For sex and power it seems. The little tramp decided to sell us out.
Fuck!
You must be pissed if you are cussin'.
(yelling)
What the fuck do we do now?!
LEE
You been asking the same questions for the
last three days now. I would have
figured that you'd know what we were gonna do next to take care of it.
How does meeting up with Quentin solve
anything? Does the old man got some
secret weapon or somethin'?
LEE
We're regrouping. Quentin has facilities and knowledge we can
use to our advantage so we can finish this job.
Without them, we are probably going to get killed.
(yelling)
What?!
You wanna finish this?! Are you
in-fuckin'-sane Lee?
LEE
Not at all.
This jobs not over yet. And I am
gonna make sure that we finish this.
You're a crackhead! We got played but good . . . by a fuckin'
nympho for God's sake.
LEE
Eliza chose her fate. Now, she dies with the rest of them.
You making some bold ass statements
there. That bitch made fools outta
us. The Cardinal and her made sure we'd
take the bait . . . then fucked us in the ass.
LEE
You may enjoy being 'fucked in the ass' but I
certainly don't.
(getting angry)
Are you callin' me a fag?
LEE
If I was, I would just say it. You know that by now. You're just losing focus on what we have to
do.
Losing focus?! Losing focus?! Fuck you!
You tellin' me after some trash bag, scheme ho-let gets our asses in a
sling for the Cardinal to dance through; shoots ole Jack Daniels back there
through the chest; takes the rookie, probably killin' the poor bastard; and
finally anal-raping us to the point where we have to retreat . . .that I am
losing focus?! I am the most focused
motherfucker here.
LEE
The jobs not done. We need to finish it. Having these types of loose ends will make us
run for the rest of our lives.
What makes you think we can finish this? The ho-bag was apart of the set up. Don't you think they would be expecting
something from us? Hell, they fuckin'
got Louis. That poor fuck is probably
dead.
LEE
I am sure Louis is alive. Louis is a tough guy. You need to calm down Jackson
Why the fuck should I calm down? Instead of gettin' the fuck out of here, we
are going to go back into the damn sights of a fuckin' tank.
LEE
Did you watch Scarface recently?
What the hell does that . . .
LEE
(interrupting)
Answer the question.
Last night.
What the fuck does that have to do with anything?
LEE
Just was curious. Bottom line is that we're making sure we
finish what we started.
And what makes you so certain we can? C'mon church, tell me what the fuck you have
that is gonna take care of us. That will
help us finish this job?
LEE
Simple.
I have faith.
Don't tell me you're about to go all preacher
on me now?
LEE
This isn't about preaching gospel. Faith isn't just something connected to God
you know.
So I am suppose to believe that this little
pep talk is gonna help us out?
LEE
We have overcome a lot of things. Done things most people would never even
dream of doing to another human being.
And each time we come home from one of our jobs, we come back alive and
somewhat well.
Faith ain't save our asses back there. You and me shooting down fucks like chickens
. . . that's what saved us. And if we
don't run, your faith won't keep us alive.
We might as well be committin' sucide, you fuck.
LEE
And you think that the Cardinal will just let
us walk away from all this? That he'll
just be merciful enough to just let us run for the rest of our lives? You read the file on him. The Cardinal is the most ruthless person
we've come across. He's not going to
just let us walk.
The two pause in silence for a few moments
then Jackson
Will your faith save us from the Cardinal?
LEE
Faith.
I got faith that our abilities will get us through this. We are one of the most brilliant groups of
assassins in the world today. We didn't
get here by thinking we weren't good enough.
That is what I have faith in.
You're talkin' one hell of a good game there,
Lee. But let's go over a few
things. You're not a priest. You're not a counselor. You're a killer. A contract -fuckin'-killer. We are not one of those normal, average
goodie goods that live a normal fuckin' life with a normal fuckin' job with a
house in normal fuckin' Milberry, US of fuckin' A, with some fuckin' raggedy
ass kids and fuckin' the same, dried up, crusty coochie for the rest of our
lives. We're assassins. Fuckin' good assassins that got our asses
handed to us by a miserable, horny cuntrag who decided to play Drunken Master
back there back and let the Cardinal have his fun. It seems that faith ain't do the job last
time. So why don't you just stop saying you got faith in our
skills. Or that God will help us. Tryin' to be Obie-won ain't gonna save our
asses from the Cardinal. We're
sinners. We sin. Plus, I love pussy too damn much to give it
up for that faith crap. And unless Heave
or whatever happens after you die ends up being nothing but women who'll suck
my cock dry and let me eat our their best friends after I fucked their sisters,
save the preachin' for someone who needs it.
Fuck, Jack Daniels could use it.
LEE
I doubt he would at this point.
You know we wouldn't be in this mess if
Drunken Master there could have worked the bitch just right. Hell, If he handed her over to me . . .
Suddenly, a gun appears to the left of Jackson Jackson
RYAN
(low, deadly)
Finish that sentence and I get instant air
conditioning through your head.
LEE
Nice to see you've finally joined us.
(nervous)
Geez Ryan.
I was fuckin' kiddin.
RYAN
(little slurred)
Funny.
I'm not. And stop saying fuck all
the fuckin' time.
LEE
(to himself)
I gotta make sure they never see Scarface
again.
(outloud)
We'll be at Quentin's in ten minutes.
RYAN
Good.
I can get a few more beers and some more Jack from Quentin once we're
there.
And what if Miss Thang told the Cardinal
about Quentin?
RYAN
You know, for a guy who loves to prove how
much of a man you are, you whine like a bitch on pms.
Ryan lowers his gun unceremoniously, to the
ground while Jackson
Since when did this become about me?
RYAN
Since when did you become a bitch?
LEE
This isn't the time for that . We got enough shit to deal with without
adding a useless fight into the mix.
I don't need this shit. I don't need the disrespect. Turn the fuckin' car around Lee.
RYAN
You already heard Lee. We finish this with the Cardinal and Eliza
till they're dead.
We would be just asking for death.
RYAN
We'd be standing up for ourselves. Cardinal wants to have a gun in your
ass. Not that you wouldn't like it.
Call me a faggot again and I'll shoot you.
LEE
Knock it off you two!
RYAN
Always got something to prove, huh Jackson
LEE
Damn.
We really don't have time for this crap.
Deal with your insecurities later.
I am not a fag.
RYAN
Then don't be disrespecting me.
You started this shit Ryan.
RYAN
No . . . you did. When you said all this is cause of my lack of
sexual performance skills. You fuckin'
started this little match in the first
place, showing me a lack of respect.
RYAN
I don't need to be reminded that I screwed
up. I already know I did.
There is a silence for a moment. Jackson
Sorry bout that Ryan.
RYAN
It's okay.
I get it. I fucked up. Just don't remind me.
And you think finishin' up the job is the
solution?
RYAN
If we ran now, all we'd do for the rest of
our lives is run away. Well, guess
what. Fuck the Cardinal. Fuck Eliza.
I ain't running. And neither
should you. I caused enough damage as
is.
LEE
Ryan it ain't . . .
RYAN
Don't finish that sentence. You two don't have to be a part of this but .
. . as much as I would like to do this solo, I can't. I can't . . .
(burp)
do this alone. God, I feel dizzy. So, fuck it all. I am gonna Kill Bill . . . I mean the
Cardinal and Eliza. Fuck . . . I need a
drink. Where's my Jack?
LEE
Ryan, you know I am behind you in this. We both are.
Why the fuck are you speaking for me?
LEE
Cause, deep down . . .you know it's the right
thing.
RYAN
Cause besides fucking . . . loyalty and
killing are the two things you're good at.
Plus, I know you ain't letting some skank punk you out . . . right dog?
(burp)
I am so fuckin' hammered right now! No more Jack and Scarface games cause the
bitch says fuck too . . . fast.
LEE
At the rate you two are going, you'll beat
the movie just as we see Quentin.
(to himself)
I gotta make sure we don't watch that movie
again.
RYAN
Ah.
Fuck you.
Even if we see Quentin, what are we gonna go.
RYAN
(pauses)
Hmm . . . I'll let you know . . . after some
more Jack.
Ryan takes a bottle of Jack Daniels and
begins to down it. Lee shakes his head
disapprovingly while Jackson
LEE
I'm working on a few ideas. But we need to hook up with Quentin and go
over some intel first.
RYAN
Just as long as I get to kill the Cardinal
and Eliza . . . I am good to go.
(takes a drink)
And I am gonna to kill them . . . violently.
Looks like Drunken Master's got a
vendetta. Not the most level headed
decision making.
RYAN
Fuck logic.
As long as I kill them, getting there is just a formality.
LEE
That's a formality we can't ignore. The Cardinal is pretty damn stacked. Most of his activities are never even
catologued by the police, last I heard.
Yeah . . . the Cardinal has got a lot of
fucking juice.
LEE
Can you please stop saying fuck? I think I have heard fuck enough today.
Ryan and Jackson smirk for a moment. Ryan then finishes off his first bottle of
Jack Daniels.
RYAN
(buzzed)
Sure.
Ah. First one done. Now for the next fucking bottle.
Lee rolls his eyes and shakes his head while
he looks at the road. Jackson
I got one nasty prospect for ya. What if Quentin is dead?
Lee and Ryan fall dead silent with their
faces turning serious.
RYAN
The stubborn bastard wouldn't die on us.
Come on.
You mean to tell me you didn't think that Eliza could wind up telling
her new boyfriend where Quentin is?
LEE
Don't go there Jackson
RYAN
(little upset)
He already went there, Lee. The man wants to know what will happen. So let me just tell ya. If any of Cardinal's little fucks even touch one
hair on Quentin . . .agh!
Ryan takes another large shot from his new
bottle of Jack. Lee just looks at the
road ahead with a stone expression.
Look.
We just gotta consider the possibility . . .
RYAN
(interrupting)
If Quentin's dead . . .
LEE
(deadpan)
We kill them all.
There is an awkward silence as Jackson
RYAN
No letting any one escape. No mercy to a single man. If Quentin was killed . . .
LEE
Like you said. No mercy.
We find and kill each and every single member of the Cardinal's
group. Nothing but flaming retribution.
Flaming retribution. Is that some kind of gay talk?
LEE
I am gonna say this once. Don't make fun of me. Not when I am in a bad mood.
No problem.
LEE
After this job though, I am out. That is it.
RYAN
What?!
You still on you are going to quit thing?
LEE
I have made it clear that I wanted out for a
little while now.
RYAN
(slurred)
You can't leave me.
LEE
Don't start this again. Please.
Not now.
RYAN
You can't just end it after this. The group needs you.
Yeah.
Who's gonna babysit our fearless, drunk off his ass leader here if you
leave? Who'll wipe his ass when he takes
a shit on himself?
RYAN
Fuck you!
LEE
I had already decided before that I was gonna
leave. I am not changing my mind. Once we finish the Cardinal, I am out.
RYAN
No! I
won't let you leave. I'll make you stay!
LEE
You know how hard for me to do this already
Ryan. Why are you making this even hard
than it already is?
Like you really want to leave all the
excitement?
LEE
Yes.
Yes I do. I don't want to be
doing all this anymore. Too many faces .
. . so much blood.
(pauses)
I just want some peace.
RYAN
You can't do this! You can't fucking drop all this! You can't just up and leave.
LEE
(almost yellin)
I am done after this Ryan. Done.
We finish the Cardinal and then I am out!
RYAN
And what if I don't let you leave?
LEE
You really wanna go there Ryan?
The car is quiet again for a few moments as Jackson
RYAN
Hey!
That's my Jack!
You two can drive a man to drink!
Ryan snatches his bottle back from Jackson
So, you two got a plan for us when we go in?
RYAN
If they got Quentin, we go in guns ablazing. The only thing we don't shoot is Quentin.
A great fuckin' plan oh fearless one. What about those of us who want to stay
alive?
LEE
Probably divide and conquer.
You think we are gonna need recon?
The car turns into a street where Quentin's
shore house is. As they look on, they
see the house has all its lights on.
They park near the end of the street, keeping
themselves hidden.
LEE
We don't need it. The lights are off.
And does that mean something?
RYAN
(drunk)
If you paf attenson to the debreefings, you
would know it mean trouble. Damn . . . I
am fucked up.
Trouble?
LEE
It was Quentin's way of saying that their is
trouble if all the lights were out. We
got company.
Shit!
What the hell are we gonna do then?
LEE
Like I said earlier . . . divide and conquer.
RYAN
(determined)
And if Quentin is dead . . . not a single one
of those fucks live to see another fucking day.
LEE
(to himself)
Yeah.
No more Scarface for the two of you.
Okay. But how do we go in?
RYAN
Just follow my lead.
Ryan stumbles out of the car with a bottle of
Jack in one hand. Meanwhile, Lee and
Jackson look at each other and shake their heads.
LEE
Seems like Ryan is going for the old Drunk
and Punk move.
(shaking his head)
We're all gonna die.
CUT
TO:
INT. QUENTIN'S SHOREHOUSE - - NIGHT
Attacker #5 is smoking a cigarette, keeping
guard.
Suddenly, Attackers #7 and #8 run towards 5.
Attacker #5 throws out his cigarette and steps on it.
ATTACKER #5
(angry)
What the fuck are ya doing out here?
ATTACKER #7
Sinner wanted us to check on ya and give ya a
message.
ATTACKER #5
Then hurry up and take before those
motherfuckers arrive. We need to finish
this up.
ATTACKER #8
The boss wants all of us to keep this low
profile and leave no trace of anything.
ATTACKER #5
Tell me something new, stupid. You're wasting my time. Get back inside.
ATTACKER #7
There was one request though. We need to burn everything. Make it look like arson. No trophies.
ATTACKER #5
I was just gonna take some mementos to
remember these cocksuckers by. Sell
their shit to jimmy or on Ebay.
ATTACKER #8
(shakes his head)
Nope.
Nothin is to be taken. Everything
is to go up in flames. Orders came from
The Cardinal himself.
ATTACKER #5
But I was . . .just let me snag their cash
before we burn them. You won't tell
anybody.
ATTACKER #7
Are you fuckin' crazy? If the Cardinal found out, he'd put nails
through your balls then staple you to one of his walls. Or just give us to Rock.
ATTACKER #8
Cardinal said that all their shit could be
tracable. Don't feel bad. Sinner isn't happy about the order neither.
ATTACKER #5
Fucking A!
I was needing that cash.
Attackers 5,7 and 8 keep talking while Ryan
is seen in the background behind them.
Ryan is walking and swaying, easily giving
off that he is drunk.
ATTACKER #8
Sinner's fuming more about this than you
are. He planned to have his
"fun" with the corpses.
ATTACKER #5
What fun can he have. He chopped off the head of that one guy.
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FULL SHOT QUENTIN'S SHOREHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
Ryan walks up to the three but a tree's
shadow covers his face.
RYAN
(drunk)
Hey!
Did anyone see my car? It's
big. And shiny.
ATTACKER #5
Piss off pal!
Ryan keeps swaying as Attacker # 5 yells at
him. The other two just look on.
Then Ryan steps into the light fully to be
recognized immediately. Ryan fans away
Attacker 5's stinky breath.
RYAN
Eww . . . Breathmint.
Attacker #8 pounces on him but Ryan sidesteps
him with ease. 7 throws a punch only to
have it blocked then thrown back at
him.
5 tries to ram Ryan into the wall but Ryan
bites his lip then falls to the ground and pushes off Attacker 5 with his feet.
Then 7 and 8 come at Ryan from either
side. Suddenly, out of his jacket arms,
two guns slide into Ryan's hands.
Quickly, Ryan aims and fires shots into the hearts of 7 and 8. As the
two attackers fall, 5 takes out his own gun to shoot Ryan but Ryan falls to the
ground and rolls.
RYAN
(to himself)
God . . . this hurts like hell.
Attackers 9 through 13 exit the house from
all sides, surprising Ryan for a second.
The attackers begins to surround Ryan as Ryan
just easily takes a drink from his bottle of Jack.
RYAN
You guys really are some stupid fucks. Seriously.
A 2S OF ATTACKERS #9 AND #10 IN FRONT OF ONE
OF THE CARS THAT ARE BEHIND RYAN. ZOOM IN ON THE TWO MEN AS SHATTERED GLASS AND
BULLETS EXPLODE BEHIND THE HEARTS OF 9 AND 10. 9 AND 10 DROP DEAD AS THEY FALL
OUT OF THE SHOT. ZOOM OUT ENOUGH TO SEE JACKSON JACKSON JACKSON
Jackson and Ryan unite behind another car as
the remaining attackers shoot away at the car and them.
RYAN
Good job with the kills man.
How the fuck do you talk me into this man?
RYAN
Tell me you are not having fun?
Fun isn't the word. I just want to kill these bitches and run.
RYAN
But it is so much better when we fuck over
the people that fuck us over. Get it?
(chuckles)
If we live through this, I'm gonna kill ya.
RYAN
Promises, Promises.
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INT. QUENTIN'S SHOREHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
Outside the bedroom where Quentin died,
Attackers #14 and #15 are guarding the door.
ATTACKER #14
It sounds like war outside. They must be here.
ATTACKER #15
Should we join da others out der? Nothin got in the house.
SINNER
(grunting)
Go search the house! Good possibility it's . . . jut the two of
them!
(pause)
But not sure if third one died!
(pause)
Make sure we got no surprises.
14 and 15 slowly walk into the living room to
check how things are going outside.
Suddenly, Lee sneaks up behind them in the shadows.
Lee sneaks up behind 14 then takes his neck
and cracks it. Spins around once, takes
out and launches a dagger straight into the brain of 15 before he can take out
a gun. Lee calmly walks towards the
bedroom.
Lee stands in front of the bedroom and
pauses, hearing a voice.
He turns the knob and opens the door as he is
suddenly hit by some kind of shootgun bullets and hits the wall hard.
Sinner is in the bedroom, holding the smoking
gun with a smile, pulling up his pants.
SINNER
Geez.
Can't you see that I am busy here?
You could have at least knocked!
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EXT. QUENTIN'S SHOREHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
A MS OF ATTACKERS 5, 11, 12 AND 13 SHOOTING
OFF THEIR GUNS.
Jackson and Ryan are still behind the car,
noticing that the group is moving in closer to them.
RYAN
So, wassup dawg! What's the dealio?
Don't be using ebonics man. You sound like Vanilla Ice.
RYAN
(takes a swig of his jack)
What's wrong with that?
Do I really gotta answer that? I still can't believe you talked me into
this.
The bullets stop as the attackers are closing
in. Ryan takes his bottle of Jack,
taking one more gulp.
You're in-fuckin'-sane! Why you drinkin' now?
RYAN
This wound in my chest hurts like hell and .
. .
Ryan suddenly toss the bottle of Jack in the
air as 5 and 13 shoot at the bottle.
Ryan is on Attacker #13 before anyone can
shoot. Ryan pumments his gun on the head
and ribs of 13 as the other three are about to fire.
Ryan walks over to #5 then kicks him in the
ribs.
RYAN
Wow.
All those bullets and you still didn't even nick us. Where'd you learn to shoot? The A-Team?
Oh I know . . . G.I.Joe.
If you guys are gonna step to us, have the
decency to know how to know how to shoot.
RYAN
"Step to us?"
Don't start.
12 quickly takes a clip from his pocket and
begins to aim at Ryan.
Ryan takes 13's body and uses it as a shield,
having the dead body take all the bullets but leave him unharmed.
Ryan takes 13's arm with the gun then uses it
to kill 11. Jackson
Ryan and Jackson suddenly surround # , who is
whining in pain.
A 2S OF RYAN AND JACKSON LOOKING DOWN AT 5
FROM 5'S POV.
Man, you whine like a bitch.
RYAN
Hmm . . . where did I hear that before.
Don't start with me Ryan. I wanna see if this little piggy is willing
to be of service.
RYAN
Guess which of us just got elected to be the
talkative bitch?
Attacker 5 suddenly looks panicked.
ATTACKER #5
I ain't talking to you piles of shit.
RYAN
Piles of shit. Don't you think that is a little rude, Jackson
(shakes his head)
No fuckin' manners at all.
(to Attacker #5)
I wouldn't be so ready to make fun of us
cause we could make this really . . .fuckin' . . .painful.
RYAN
Now be a good little prison bitch and talk.
ATTACKER #5
I told you.
I ain't ratting out no one.
Ryan and Jackson share a glance at each
other. They turn back to #5.
RYAN
Okay. Jackson
RYAN
(to Jackson
I just wanted you to hit him.
Fuck!
I wanted the ass to suffer. Some
people just ain't happy at all.
RYAN
Whatever.
As long as the fucker can talk and tell us what we want to know . . .
I'll be happy.
ATTACKER #5
(wincing)
What?!
You guys are fucking nuts.
RYAN
No . . .he's a Scorpio and I am an Ares. And you are . . . actually, I don't give a
shit.
Ready to answer some questions for us?
ATTACKER #5
(defiant)
ATTACKER #5
What if I don't?
RYAN
What is your name?
ATTACKER #5
What?
RYAN
What's your name? Don't act stupid.
ATTACKER #5
Johnny.
RYAN
You seem like a good guy. I am giving you a chance to leave here alive
there Johnny.
ATTACKER #5
I ain't a rat. Fuck you.
RYAN
Well . . .in that case.
Ryan sighs, taking out a small flask. He then opens the flask and begins by pour
some if its contents onto the stump where 5's hand use to be.
5 is screaming in pain.
You ready to start talking?
RYAN
Oh no.
We are gonna see him sweat a little first.
Ryan pours from his flask again, this time
into one of the shot up knees. 5 is
screaming out in complete agony.
RYAN
Name of the game now is stay alive Johnny
Five.
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INT. QUENTIN'S SHORE HOUSE - - NIGHT
Lee lies seemingly dead against the wall
after being hit by the shotgun rounds.
Sinner goes over to check over Lee to make
sure that he had killed him. Lee is
slumped against the wall as Sinner is pointing at the body with his shotgun.
SINNER
Well, well.
This is sweet. I get two to play
with now. No one will know about
this. It'll be our little secret.
Sinner is poking at Lee's body near his lower
region.
SINNER
The old guy wasn't bad but I always wanted to
add an Asian to my list.
Sinner stops the gun above Lee's crotch. Sinner bends down to examine the bullet hole.
SINNER
Shame you are not still alive. I like it when they yell as they are slowly
dying.
Sinner's eyes suddenly go wide as he checks
the chest noticing no blood has come out yet.
LEE
Not quite the first date I usually have.
Sinner is about to shoot but Lee rolls back
in time for the shot to go to the floor.
Lee pushes himself off the wall then tackles
Sinner back into the bedroom with the momentum that he created. Lee jumps back onto his feet as he then,
ready to get into a melee battle Sinner.
LEE
(darkly)
Let me tell you something. You are a piece of work.
Sinner sweeps Lee, making Lee fall back. Lee tumbles backward as suddenly both men
roll on the ground, scrambling for their pistols till both of them are face to
face, guns aimed at each other.
SINNER
You know?
You are an interesting but annoying shit. Eliza was right on the money when she talked
about you.
LEE
Did she ever warned you what happens when I
am angry?
SINNER
Nah.
She said you went from being one of the baddest motherfuckers in the
world to a house-broken bitch. And so
far . . . you proving to be more a bitch.
LEE
(darkly)
Then get ready to see the motherfucker.
Lee quickly slugs Sinner in the face while
blocking the shotgun to the side, making the shot go wide.
The two begin to spar with their guns
blasting and each are not giving the other much quarter. After a few moments, Lee and Sinner kick each
other apart. Sinner quickly gets on his
feet then kicks Lee on his side. Before
Sinner gets another chance, Lee slaps away Sinner's shotgun and uppercuts
him. Daunted, Sinner takes three kicks
to the face then spins towards the floor.
SINNER
(hurt)
I thought you found God.
LEE
(darkly)
I did.
Sinner gets up but Lee grabs his arms and
twists it several times till Sinner is in a submissive position.
LEE
(darkly)
But God is not in at the moment.
Sinner flips forward to get out of Lee's
submission. Sinner kicks Lee's side with
both legs, pushing Lee back into the wall next to Quentin's severed head. Lee's eyes go wide a moment.
SINNER
What happened to your big talk?
LEE
I don't talk big. I tell you the truth. And the truth is I am gonna send you to hell.
Lee flips upward and charges at Sinner. The two trade a few blows till Sinner is
punched down.
Sinner turns his falling into a tuck and
roll, grabbing his sword in one, swift movement. Sinner plays with his sword to show off.
SINNER
I am gonna cut you then your ass is mine.
LEE
(deadpan)
Didn't know The Cardinal was into hiring
necrophilic?
SINNER
(yelling)
Shut up!
LEE
Make me.
Sinner charges with his sword, slashing down
at Lee. Lee dodges several attacks from
Sinner. Sinner flips with his sword then
slashes at Lee's ribs. Lee spins around
to avoid but is clipped by the blade.
Sinner thrusts forward but Lee kicks the sword up, then smashes his foot
into Sinner's face.
Lee goes low for a sweep but Sinner flips
over it and lands. Sinner kicks Lee on
his injuried ribs Lee retaliates with a grabbing his leg and flipping him down
to the ground.
Sinner uses the other leg to kick back then
turns for an attack but Lee backflips out into the hall. Sinner chases Lee, attacking several times
but they match each other move for move.
Sinner goes into a thrust as Lee flips back
only to trip onto one of the dead bodies from earlier (14) then falls on his
elbows. Sinner looks over him.
SINNER
I got you now Bitch! You ain't shit! But let me tell ya something. The best part of this job . . .? Wanna know?
Huh? It was slamming the old guy
just so I could piss you all off. He was
a fantastic fuck. And soon . . .I'll
have your impaled carcass bent over that kitchen counter. I fucking show you who is . . .
Lee quickly grabbed Sinner's balls and
twisted them several times. Sinner is
yelling in pain. Lee stands up, kicking
the sword to the side while Sinner slowly lowers to his knees.
LEE
(darkly)
You know?
You remind me of old comic book villains. Just like them, you talk too much!
Lee takes Sinner by the arm then flips him
through the back window into the yard.
Sinner slowly lands on to the grass and rolls while Lee begins to step
outside.
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EXT. QUENTIN'S SHOREHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
Lee walks out slowly. His face is emotionless. Sinner is slowly raising to his feet.
Sinner stands, grabbing a few shards of glass
near him and begins to charge at Lee.
Lee runs at Sinner but flips over as Sinner tries to stab him with the
shards of glass.
Lee lands on his feet then goes for a high
kick. Sinner blocks with his own high
kick then the two begin to fight again.
Lee and Sinner go punch for punch, kick for
kick. Sinner gets to slash the chest of
Lee twice with his shards of glass then stabs one into Lee's shoulder.
Lee cries out for a second then grabs
Sinner's other hand with the remaining glass shard and makes Sinner stab
himself in the stomach. Lee kicks down
at Sinner, making him fall to the ground.
Lee proceeds to pummeled Sinner with punches
and kicks till Sinner's nose and mouth drip streams of blood.
LEE
Now who was talking big?
Sinner reaches for a barbecue fork to stab
Lee but Lee steps on his hand and snatches the fork away. Lee then stabs the fork into Sinner's left
rib cage and begins to twist.
LEE
Start talking. I don't have all night and I am really pissed
off.
SINNER
(painfully)
Fuck off.
Lee takes the shard of glass from his arm
then stabs it into Sinner's left arm.
LEE
Now again . . . tell me what I want to know.
Sinner is screaming in pain as Lee is
twisting the fork into Sinner's side.
SINNER
(pain)
No. I
. . . can't.
Lee kicks Sinner's shard deeper into his
shoulder as blood squirts out. Sinner is
crying out as Ryan and Jackson join up with Sinner.
Damn!
Lee's going medieval on somebody's ass.
RYAN
You okay there Lee.
LEE
This one pissed me off. Supposedly, Eliza thinks I became some kind
of pussy.
She wouldn't if she saw you now.
RYAN
Where's Quentin?
Lee just looks down at Sinner and makes
Sinner scream even louder.
RYAN
(worried)
Where's Quentin, Lee?
LEE
Not now Ryan.
RYAN
Fuck this.
Ryan heads inside of the shore house as Jackson
Damn Lee.
What the hell did this guy do?
Quentin dead?
SINNER
(painfully, but happily)
Oh more than that. Haha.
Even gonna be worse for ya pal once Rock is done with him.
Jackson and Lee look at each other but Lee
just kicks Sinner's impaled arm hard to make the mobster cry out.
Fuck.
They're keeping Louis.
LEE
This isn't good. Rock and Louis have history and Rock isn't
one for leaving loose ends. Louis is in
for a load of pain.
No shit.
But Lee . . . what the hell did this motherfucker do to Quentin?
RYAN
(yelling)
NO!
NO!
Ryan's cries are heard and Jackson
Holy Shit Ryan! What did you see in there?
RYAN
(angry, deranged)
Motherfucker!
Who did that to him? Who did that
to him?!
Ryan pushes Lee aside and puts the barrel of
his gun under Sinner's chin.
SINNER
(crying)
I did.
Ryan lets out an angry growl as he prepares
to shoot Sinner right then and there.
Lee pulls up Ryan's gun for a moment.
LEE
No Ryan.
Not yet. Not till I get some
answers.
RYAN
Fuck that!
He dies now.
What the hell did you see in there?
LEE
He didn't just kill Quentin Jackson. He decapitated his head then had sex with his
remains.
Son of a bitch!
RYAN
He dies.
He dies painfully!
LEE
We need information. We need him to talk.
SINNER
(beggin)
I will tell you anything you want to know.
RYAN
(enraged)
You will shut the fuck up till you go to
hell!
Ryan aims for Sinner who can barely move at
this point. Lee stops him.
LEE
If we don't take down Cardinal, Quentin would
have died in vain. We need the info.
RYAN
We don't need this fucker. All the information we need is right here.
Ryan pulls out the red box that Quentin had
left earlier from his pocket. Lee looks
on at the box, knowing exactly what it means.
RYAN
And . . . me and Jackson made some other guy
talk earlier.
LEE
Then I guess we really don't need him anyway.
Sinner's eyes began to bulge in fear as the
three members of the Skeleton Crew get closer and closer to him. Lee starts to fold his arms.
SINNER
(fearful)
Oh god!
I am so sorry. Please. Have mercy.
Bitch!
Do we look like the fuckin' girl scouts.
LEE
(deadpan)
We have no mercy left to give.
Lee suddenly took out the fork from Sinner's
side then sticks it through his leg.
Sinner cries out again in pain.
Ryan takes his gun and begins to aim.
Before Ryan can get a shot off, Lee takes his gun and shoots off
Sinner's crotch.
LEE
That was for Quentin.
RYAN
Then I guess this one is for Louis.
Ryan shoots apart the bottom of Sinner's feet
then Jackson
The three proceed to roll the helpless Sinner
towards the ocean. Salt water washes
over Sinner's body, making him howl.
No point in screaming. No one can hear ya.
SINNER
(crying, begging)
Please.
Please. No.
LEE
Usually, I am not one for complete torment
before someone dies but you know, you gave me a good reason to make an exception.
RYAN
And this is so much better . . . than letting
you die quickly with a bullet through you head.
The three roll Sinner closer into the
water. Jackson and Lee proceed to shoot
the arms of sinner, giving him no real movement.
RYAN
Enjoy the swim. And enjoy hell you freaky motherfucker!
Finally, the three throw Sinner into the
ocean as the tide takes Sinner out to sea, never to be seen again. The three walk up as Ryan yells out for a
moment then begins to throw up all over the place.
LEE
Had too much to drink huh?
Man . . . he was drinking while interrogating
the motherfucker that we caught.
LEE
Still . . . he gets the job done.
More than you think. That man was singing like he was rammed with
a cock for the very first time in prison.
Ryan walks back, wiping off his mouth with
his arm.
RYAN
And you would know how that feels, don'tcha
Jackie?
You wanna start shit right here you crazy
cracker?
RYAN
Sure . . . right after I finish shooting your
nuts off.
LEE
We need to regroup and find out all the info
that Quentin left us. Plus, the police
will eventually be here.
RYAN
(burps)
Things are pretty bad. We need to get ourselves prepared cause the
Cardinal is making his big push soon.
All of it dealing with the up-coming
elections.
LEE
If The Cardinal gets control of the mayor's
office, this city will really belong to him.
Along with any and every person who lives,
works or breathes here.
RYAN
We need to get going. Find us a place to look over the information
and plan our next move.
(to Lee)
Should we tell him now?
LEE
No point in keeping this to ourselves.
RYAN
(looking suspicious)
Keep what?
What are you two knucklehead talking about?
LEE
It's Louis.
He's not dead.
RYAN
Good.
I don't need another death to avenge right now.
LEE
There is more to it. Louis is in Rock's care.
Ryan's eyes go wide. Jackson
LEE
Sure.
(low)
Poor Louis.
He's better off dead.
Ryan bends down on one knee as Lee stands
next to him. Lee puts his hand on Ryan
for comfort as tears begin to run down Ryan's face.
RYAN
(tearful)
It ain't fair. Damn it.
It ain't fucking fair.
LEE
(softly)
I know.
RYAN
Quentin's been more than just an
employer. He's been there through it
all.
LEE
He's been there for me too. We'll make The Cardinal pay for it. All of it.
RYAN
(tearful)
Damn right we will. Just promise me one thing.
LEE
Sure.
RYAN
No dying on me. At least not till after we buried that
red-suited son of a bitch.
Lee nods and turns to walk away to join Jackson
LEE
We should go.
I'll see you in the car.
Lee walks away while Ryan just stands there,
crying. After a couple more sobs, Ryan
walks into the Shore house.
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INT. QUENTIN'S SHOREHOUSE -- CONTINUOUS
Ryan walks into the house into the
kitchen. He opens up the
refrigerator. He grabs a couple bottles
of Jack Daniels, vodka and tequila.
Ryan goes to his right, opening a secret
panel. He presses some numbers and a
timer is going backwards from 2:00.
As it counts down, Ryan pours the vodka onto
the floor, giving a tribute to Quentin.
RYAN
(quietly)
We'll get him for you, Quent.
And God help you Louis. Just hang
in there. We'll get you out. I swear it.
Ryan then takes a quick drink of tequila from
his person. Suddenly, he runs out of the
house and into the car.
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EXT. CAR -- CONTINUOUS
Ryan jumps into the car as it speeds
off. Suddenly there is an explosion that
engulfs the house and most of the area around the home, leaving no trace of the
people and place that once stood there.
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