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The duty desk
--where Brutal, Harry, and Dean have been watching the entire exchange with their hearts in their throats...
DISSOLVE:
...and we find Billy staring glassy-eyed at the ceiling. He keels over on his bunk. ANGLE to Paul and Brutal stepping to the bars with Harry and Dean.
PAUL Anybody wants to back out, now's the time. After this, there's no turning back. (off their looks) So? We gonna do this?
A voice comes softly from down the way:
COFFEY Sure. I'd like to take a ride.
Their heads come slowly around, staring at Coffey in shock.
BRUTAL (to Paul) Guess were all in.
INT. PAUL'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Percy looks up from his book as the door opens. Paul enters with Brutal and Harry, ominously hemming the desk.
PERCY What is this?
Paul pulls the canvas straitjacket from behind his back.
PAUL Payback.
Percy jumps up and tries to the execution chamber, but Harry grabs him, spins him back. A wild scuffle ensues as:
PERCY Let go of me! Let go!
PAUL Settle down, Percy!
Percy tries to jerk away, crashes into the desk. The book he was reading falls to the floor--
--and a " Tijuana Bible" is revealed within the pages. It's a pornographic cartoon book of the type popular in the '30's, featuring crude drawings of famous cartoon characters or movie stars engaged in outlandish sexual acts. This one has Olive Oyl getting it doggy-style from Popeye. The word balloon over his head features his famous laugh: " Uk-uk-uk- uk! "
BRUTAL Oooo, Poicy! What would your mother say?
PERCY Let go, you ignoramus! I know people! Big people!
PAUL So you've said. C'mon, stick out your arms like a good boy.
PERCY I won't. And you can't make me.
BRUTAL You're dead wrong about that, you know.
Brutal grabs Percy by the ears, twisting hard. Percy lets out a shriek--not just of pain, but a dismayed understanding that he's not going to bluster his way out of this one.
BRUTAL You gonna put your arms up? I'll rip your ears off. Use 'em for tea caddies. You know I will.
PAUL The man's ripping your ears off, Percy. I'd do as he says.
Percy jerks his arms up before him. They get the straitjacket on him within seconds. Percy turns to Paul on the verge of tears. Softly:
PERCY Please, Paul. Don't put me in with Wild Bill. Please.
PAUL You would think that.
Paul gives him a hard, angry shove...
INT. E BLOCK - NIGHT
...and they bring him down the Mile to the restraint room door. Brutal takes Percy's holster and baton.
BRUTAL You'll get 'em back, don't worry.
PERCY That's more than I can say about your jobs. All your jobs! You can't do this to me! You can't!
Paul steps forward with a roll of strapping tape.
PAUL Let you in on a little secret. We can and we are.
He slaps the tape over Percy's mouth and shoves him back into the restraint room. Percy stands breathing heavily through his nose, making muffled mmmmph-mmmph! sounds under the tape.
PAUL You're going to have a few hours of quiet time now, so you can reflect on what you did to Del.
BRUTAL (grins) If you get lonely, think about Olive Oyl... (thrusting his hips) ...uk-uk-uk-uk!
And they slam the door, shutting Percy into darkness.
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