Bottle Rocket Scene 10

[EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY]

[They go out the front door, across the parking lot. Kumar's lagging behind.]

ANTHONY: Wait for Kumar.

DIGNAN: Come on, Kumar.

[They come up to the car. Anthony tries the door. It's locked. Bob comes running around the side of the building.]

BOB: The elevator broke.

DIGNAN: Where's Applejack?

BOB: He's stuck between two floors.

ANTHONY: You're kidding.

DIGNAN: Applejack's stuck in the elevator?

BOB: Yeah.

ANTHONY: Who's got the car keys?

[Everyone looks at everyone else.]

BOB: Applejack drove.

DIGNAN *pause*: Run. Run. Let's go.

[Bob takes off at a sprint. Kumar follows him.]

ANTHONY: Jesus, Dignan.

[Anthony pulls off the red stocking and throws it down. He tries the other doors on the car.]

ANTHONY: What the fuck happened to the the plan?

[Dignan pulls off his stocking. Anthony starts walking fast across the parking lot. Dignan stands still by the car. Staring straight ahead.]

ANTHONY: Come on.

DIGNAN: I'll see you there.

ANTHONY: What?

DIGNAN: I'll see you there.

ANTHONY: What are you talking about?

DIGNAN: I'll get him.

ANTHONY: There's not enough time.

DIGNAN: Yes, there is. Let's get organized.

*Dignan starts toward the building. Anthony moves after him.*

ANTHONY: Dignan, it's too late.

DIGNAN: I don't think so.

[Dignan and Anthony look at each other for an instant. Dignan turns and sprints back into the building.]

[Anthony stands alone in the parking lot.]

CUT TO: a bedroom with big French windows. No furniture.

CUT TO: a wood-panelled study. Stripped bare.

CUT TO: an elegant dining room. Cleaned out.

[EXT. BOB'S HOUSE. DAY]

[A GUY in a moving company uniform carries a Louis XIV chair out the front door of Bob's house, down the path to the street. Two other MOVERS pass him on the way. They've got a dolly. The guy carries the chair into a huge moving van. It's full of furniture and paintings. Mr. Henry and Rowboat are standing in the street. Rowboat's smoking a cigarette, writing on clipboard. Hector stands behind them in the grass. Mr. Henry takes out two cigars. He holds one out to Rowboat. Rowboat shakes his head. Mr. Henry shrugs and lights one for himself.]

MR. HENRY: You know, Rowboat. People who smoke cigarettes die. People who smoke cigars just keep on going.

[Rowboat nods, smoking. Mr. Henry looks at Hector. He points.]

MR. HENRY: Sit.

[Hector sits. Mr. Henry smiles a broad smile. The movers go buy with a beautiful Moroccan divan.]

[EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY]

[Dignan comes out the front door pulling Applejack, semi-conscious, to the car. Dignan loans Applejack against the door. He checks Applejack's pockets for the keys. He looks around on the ground. He hears sirens in the distance. He looks across the parking lot. Two squad cars screech in off the street. Dignan takes off into the building.]

[INT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY]

[Dignan sprints down the corridor. Races up the stairs. Runs
down hall after hall. Two COPS appear out of the elevator.]

COP: Freeze!

[Dignan ducks into a stairwell. He runs down the stairs and into another corridor. He can hear cops yelling from two different directions. He crosses a catwalk. Cuts through an office. Pulls open a door and goes into one of the freezer rooms. Cops come yelling down the hallway. Dignan runs through the freezer room and tries the other door. It's stuck. Three COPS come inside. Dignan instantly puts his hands up in the air.]

COP#1: Drop the fucking gun!

COP#2: Don't move!

[Dignan drops the gun. The cops rush him. They nail him into the wall. Get him in a headlock, pulling hard.]

COP #3: You're caught, buddy.

[They pull him into the hallway.]

COP #1: Put your hands behind your back.

DIGNAN: I'm not going to do anything.

COP #3 *squeezing his neck*: Why'd you try to run, buddy? Don't you know what freeze means? Don't you speak fucking English?

COP #1: Take it easy.

[They put him face down on the floor and cuff him.]

COP #1 *to Dignan*: Calm down.

[They move him down the corridor. Dignan's nose is bleeding. He looks terrified. Applejack is sitting propped up against the wall. He's got an oxygen mask on his face and a team of paramedics and cops around him. Somebody's taking his blood pressure. Another one's giving him an IV.]

CUT TO: Anthony running down a sidewalk. He drops his gun in a trashcan without slowing down. He crosses a bridge and runs into the the trees.

BLACKOUT. FADE IN:

[EXT. COUNTY JAIL. DAY]

[There's snow in the air. The prison yard is wide with dry grass and concrete. It's split up by chain link fences. Guards sit in the towers. Dignan's wearing an inmate jumpsuit. Anthony and Bob walk with him across the yard. They've brought along two bags of food from a hamburger place.]

DIGNAN: I said to the DA, That cop who hit me must of given me CRS disease.

BOB: What's that?

DIGNAN: That's just what the DA asked. CRS is a disease where you can't remember shit.

[Dignan smiles.]

ANTHONY: Like amnesia.

DIGNAN: Can't remember shit. CRS.

BOB: Oh.

[Anthony kind of smiles.]

DIGNAN: Tell Mr. Henry I said that.

[Anthony nods. Silence. They walk past a bunch of guys lifting weights on the other side of a fence.]

DIGNAN: So is Mr. Henry going to come by and see me or anything?

ANTHONY *pause*: I don't think so. I mean. Actually, he robbed Bob's house.

DIGNAN: He did?

ANTHONY: Yeah.

DIGNAN: You got to be kidding me.

ANTHONY: I'm not kidding.

DIGNAN *pause*: What'd he get?

ANTHONY: Pretty much everything.

DIGNAN: The grandfather clock?

BOB: He got everything.

[Dignan nods. Pause.]

DIGNAN: Wow. *pause, looks at Bob* Sorry, Bob.

[Bob shrugs, looking at the ground. Dignan looks to Anthony.]

DIGNAN: You think Applejack knew?

ANTHONY *shrugs*: We haven't heard from Applejack since he got out of the hospital. His case got dismissed.

[Dignan's stunned to hear this.]

DIGNAN: Why?

ANTHONY: We're not sure.

BOB: We think Mr. Henry maybe --

ANTHONY: His health isn't very good, you know. They take that into account.

[Pause. Dignan nods.]

DIGNAN: No. That's true.

[Long silence.]

ANTHONY: Mr. Henry never gave you a test, did he?

DIGNAN: What do you mean?

ANTHONY: Nothing.

CUT TO: a picnic table in the prison yard. There's frost on the ground. They're eating lunch.

DIGNAN: You're living on a sailboat?

ANTHONY *nods*: It belongs to Bob's uncle.

DIGNAN: How big is it?

ANTHONY: Oh, I'd say about --

BOB: It's in the driveway.

ANTHONY *pause*: Temporarily.

DIGNAN: Where?

ANTHONY: Behind Bob's house.

[Long pause.]

DIGNAN: Does it float?

ANTHONY: We're not sure yet. It's going to need some repairs.

[Dignan nods.]

ANTHONY: So how is it in there? *pointing at cell block*

DIGNAN *shrugs*: What can I say? It's jail. You don't sleep when you want to. You don't eat when you want to.

BOB: Do you have your own room?

DIGNAN: We don't have rooms, Bob. We have cells.

BOB: Do you have your own cell?

DIGNAN: No. I have a cellmate. His name's Carl.

ANTHONY: What's he in for?

DIGNAN: He stole a tractor.

BOB: Do they let you --

DIGNAN: I don't really want to talk about it, Bob.

[Long pause. Anthony takes a sip from a milkshake. Dignan unwraps the foil from a cheeseburger. He takes a bite.]

DIGNAN *with his mouth full of food*: This sure beats the shit out of the shit they crap out in this joint.

[Anthony and Bob laugh. Dignan takes another huge bite.]

DIGNAN *smiling*: I might have to have another one of these.

CUT TO: Dignan in handcuffs behind a chain link fence. He's standing in line with some other inmates.

DIGNAN: Thanks for coming.

[Anthony nods. They stand there in silence. The line moves forward a few steps. Anthony and Bob walk with Dignan on the other side of the fence. The line stops. Pause.]

[Dignan leans toward the fence.]

DIGNAN: Hey.

[He motions for them to come closer to the fence. He whispers:]

DIGNAN: I think I may have found a way out of here.

ANTHONY *pause*: You're kidding.

DIGNAN: No. I'm not.

ANTHONY: How?

DIGNAN: Shhh. Wait for my instructions.

ANTHONY: Dignan, I --

[The line starts moving. Anthony and Bob walk with Dignan on the other side of the fence.]

DIGNAN: When we go through the next gate you'll have 30 seconds to take out the tower guard.

ANTHONY: What?

DIGNAN: Have the car running at the north-west checkpoint. Bob and I'll --

ANTHONY: Dignan, I --

[The line starts moving faster.]

DIGNAN: Scale the barricade and tunnel through no man's land. And Bob. Remember:

ANTHONY: Scale the --

DIGNAN: Shield me from the bullets. They won't shoot civilians. Ready?

BOB: Hold on --

DIGNAN: Here we go.

BOB: Wait a second --

DIGNAN: Now!

[Anthony and Bob look all around in a panic. They look to Dignan. Dignan shuffles along with the rest of the inmates. He looks at Anthony and Bob. He smiles. He shrugs.]

DIGNAN: So long.

[Bob and Anthony slowly half-smile. They wave to Dignan as the line of inmates turns away. Anthony looks to Bob. Bob smiles. The line of inmates stops about fifty feet away. Dignan looks back. Anthony looks at him. Dignan's expression has changed. He wasn't expecting them to see it. His eyes look cold. Anthony puts his hand on the fence. Dignan turns and the line of inmates disappears into the cell block. Anthony stands there in silence.. He lets go of the fence. He walks with Bob down the long path in the cold air.]

FADE OUT