Script

FADE IN

Meadow/ Forrest- Midday

Fox stands in the field with Blake held in front of him, Fox has a knife to Blake’s throat. Blake is bruised and cut, his hands are handcuffed.

 

(John dressed in a zip up Jacket and a suit walks towards the men from afar.)

 

Fox: (towards Blake) Is that him?

(Blake Nods his head, Fox tightens his grip on the knife.)

Blake: You should have brought some men,.

Fox: (Threatening) Shut up, if it was my way you woulda been dead by now!, you think that you

scare me?

Blake: (towards Fox) Keep focused, we don’t want you to cut a finger now.(smirks)

(John walks up in front of the men)

(Blake winks towards John)

Blake: (Towards John) You good big boy? (John Nods and looks Blake up and down)

Fox: Where is the money Johnny Boy?

John: You said Blake wouldn’t be touched

Blake: I always said that Jones’ suits couldn’t be trusted

Fox: Shut the fuck up you scum

(Fox pulls Blake back)

Fox: (threatening) Where is the money John?

(John takes a step forward)

John: (Angry) You said he wouldn’t be harmed

Fox: Don’t take that tone with me; you haven’t got the right, SCUM!

John:  what did you call me?

Fox: Scum!

Blake: oh shit, you’ve done it now!

(A pause of a moment, Blake pushes the knife past his face and jumps forward, John takes out a

pistol and grabs Fox by the throat)

John: you want to know where your money is suit?

Fox: You don’t let me go and the boss will know you stitched him up again.

Blake: And why should we give a fuck?

(Blake reaches into Fox’s pocket and grabs the key to the handcuffs)

Fox: Because scum like you can’t afford to have 20 men with guns knocking down your doors!

John: what did you call us?

Fox: (closer to John’s face) SCUM!

(John hits Fox on the nose with the pistol, grabs Fox and slams him on the ground)

John: (shout) I ain’t no scum (points  gun at Fox’s face)

Blake: You gonna kill him?

John: No, (towards Fox) go to your boss and tell him that if he wants his money, he can come and get it himself!

(Bill stands up and runs off into the distance)

Blake: Why didn’t you finish him off?

John: who else is going to tell his boss that we’re hard bastards? (Laughs)

(Blake smiles)

FADE OUT