Quentin Tarantino's

EDDIE

The motherfucker killed Vic.

MR. WHITE

How do you know all this?

JOE

He was the only one I wasn't a

hundred percent on. I should have

my fucking head examined for goin

forward when I wasn't a hundred

percent. But he seemed like a

good kid, and I was impatient and

greedy and all the things that

fuck you up.

MR. WHITE

(screaming)

That's your proof?

JOE

You don't need proof when you got

instinct. I ignored it before,

but not no more.

He WHIPS out a revolver and aims it at Mr. Orange.

Mr. White brings his .45 up at Joe.

Eddie and Mr. Pink are shook awake by the flash of

firearms.

Eddie raises his gun, pointing it at Mr. White.

EDDIE

Have you lost your fucking mind?

Put your gun down!

Mr. Pink fades into the B.G., wanting no part of this.

MR. WHITE

Joe, you're making a terrible

mistake I can't let you make.

EDDIE

Stop pointing your fuckin gun at

daddy!

Joe, never taking his eyes off Mr. Orange.

JOE

Don't worry, Eddie. Me and Larry

have been friends a long time, he

ain't gonna shoot. We like each

other too much.

MR. WHITE

Joe, if you kill that man, you die

next. Repeat, if you kill that

man, you die next!

We get many different angles of the Mexican standoff.

MEDIUMS ON EVERYBODY

Mr. Orange holding his belly, looking from left to right.

Joe pointing down on Mr. Orange. Not taking his eyes off

him.

Mr. White pointing at Joe, looking like he's ready to

start firing any minute.

Eddie scared shitless for his father, gun locked on Mr.

White.

Mr. Pink walking backwards away from the action.

Nobody says nothing.

FOUR SHOT

of guys ready for violence. Mr. Pink in the B.G.

MR. PINK

C'mon, guys, nobody wants this.

We're supposed to me fuckin

professionals!

Joe raises his head to Mr. White.

JOE

Larry, I'm gonna kill him.

MR. WHITE

Goddamn you, Joe, don't make me do

this!

JOE

Larry, I'm askin you to trust me

on this.

MR. WHITE

Don't ask me that.

JOE

I'm not askin, I'm betting.

Joe's eyes go back to Mr. Orange.

EDDIE

Daddy, don't!

Joe FIRES three times, HITTING Mr. Orange with every one.

Mr. White SHOOTS Joe twice in the face. Joe brings his

hands up to his face, screaming, and falls to the ground.

Eddie FIRES at Mr. White, HITTING him three times in the

chest.

Mr. White brings his gun around on Eddie and SHOOTS him.

The two men FALL to their knees, FIRING at each other.

Eddie COLLAPSES, dead.

Joe's dead.

Mr. Orange lies perfectly still, except for his chest

heaving. The only SOUND we hear is his loud breathing.

Mr. White is SHOT full of holes, but still on his knees,

not moving.

Mr. Pink is standing motionless. Finally he grabs the

satchel of diamonds and RUNS out the door.

We hear outside a CAR START. Then the SOUND of a BULLHORN

yells out: