Quentin Tarantino's

(to Joe)

I'm not tellin tales out of

school. You tell 'im Joe.

Tell 'im yourself.

JOE

Eddie, I hate like hell for you to

hear it this way. But when Vic

asked me how's business, well, you

don't lie to a man who's just done

four years in the slammer for ya.

Eddie bobs his head up and down.

EDDIE

Oh really, is that a fact?

Eddie JUMPS Vic and they fall to the floor.

The two friends, laughing and cussing at each other,

wrestle on the floor of Joe's office.

Joe's on his feet yelling at them.

JOE

(yelling)

Okay, okay, enough, enough!

Playtime's over! You wanna roll

around on the floor, do it in

Eddie's office, not mine!

The two men break it up. They are completely disheveled,

hair a mess, shirttails out. As they get themselves

together, they continue to taunt one another.

EDDIE

Daddy, did ya see that?

JOE

What?

EDDIE

Guy got me on the ground, tried to

fuck me.

VIC

You fuckin wish.

EDDIE

You tried to fuck me in my

father's office, you sick bastard.

Look, Vic, whatever you wanna do

in the privacy of your own home,

go do it. But don't try to fuck

me. I don't think of you that

way. I mean, I like you a lot--

VIC

Eddie, if I was a pirate, I

wouldn't throw you to the crew.

EDDIE

No, you'd keep me for yourself.

Four years fuckin punks in the ass

made you appreciate prime rib when

you get it.

VIC

I might break you, Nice Guy, but

I'd make you my dog's bitch.

You'd be suckin the dick and going

down on a mangy T-bone hound.

EDDIE

Now ain't that a sad sight, daddy,

walks into jail a white man, walks

out talkin like a nigger. It's

all that black semen been shootin

up his butt. It's backed up into

his brain and comes out of his

mouth.

JOE

Are you two finished? We were

talkin about some serious shit

when you came in Eddie. We got a

big problem we're tryin to solve.

Now Eddie, would you like to sit

down and help us solve it, or do

you two wanna piss fart around?

Playtime is over and Vic and Eddie know it. So they both

take seats in front of Joe's desk.

JOE

Now Vic was tellin me, he's got a

parole problem.

EDDIE

Really? Who's your P.O.?

VIC

Craig Koons.

EDDIE

Koons? Oh shit, I hear he's a

motherfucker.

VIC

He is a motherfucker. He won't

let me leave the halfway house

till I get some piece of shit job.

EDDIE

You're coming back to work for us,

right?

VIC

I wanna. But I gotta show this

asshole I got an honest-to-

goodness job before he'll let me

move out on my own. I can't work

for you guys and be worried about

gettin back before ten o'clock

curfew.

JOE

(to Eddie)

We can work this out, can't we?

EDDIE

This isn't all that bad. We can

give you a lot of legitimate jobs.

Put you on the rotation at Long

Beach as a dock worker.

VIC

I don't wanna lift crates.

EDDIE

You don't hafta lift shit. You

don't really work there. But as

far as the records are concerned,

you do. I call up Matthews, the

foreman, tell him he's got a new

guy. You're on the schedule. You

got a timecard, it's clocked in

and out for you everyday, and you

get a pay check at the end of the

week. And ya know dock workers

don't do too bad. So you can move

into a halfway decent place

without Koons thinkin "what the

fuck." And if Koons ever wants to

make a surprise visit, you're gone

that day. That day we sent you to

Tustin. We gotta bunch of shit

you needed to unload there.

You're at the Taft airstrip pickin

up a bunch of shit and bringing it

back. Part of your jab is goin

different places - and we got

places all over the place.

JOE

(to Vic)

Didn't I tell ya not to worry?

(to Eddie)

Vic was worried.

EDDIE

Me and you'll drive down to Long

Beach tomorrow. I'll introduce

you to Matthews, tell him what's

going on.

VIC

That's great, guy, thanks a bunch.

(pause)

When do you think you'll need me

for real work?

JOE

Well, it's kinda a strange time

right now. Things are kinda--

EDDIE

--Nuts. We got a big meeting in

Vegas coming up. And we're kinda

just gettin ready for that right

now.

JOE

Let Nice Guy set you up at Long

Beach. Give ya some cash, get

that Koons fuck off your back, and

we'll be talking to ya.

EDDIE

Daddy, I got an idea. Now just

hear it out. I know you don't

like to use any of the boys on

these jobs, but technically, Vic

ain't one of the boys. He's been

gone for four years. He ain't on

no one's list. Ya know he can

handle himself, ya know you can

trust him.

Joe looks at Vic.

Vic has no idea what they're talking about.

JOE

How would you feel about pullin a

heist with about five other guys?

VIC

What's the exposure like?

JOE

Two minutes, tops. It's a tough

two minutes. It's a hold up,

daylight, during business hours,

dealing with a crowd. But you

have the fellas to deal with the

crowd. It's a jewelry store.

They're getting a big shipment of

South African diamonds on a

certain day. They're like a way

station. It's gonna get picked up

the next day and sent to Hamburg.

When you walk through the door,

you'll know right where to go for

the rich stones.

The fellas are good, me and Nice

Guy picked em. Nobody knows

anybody else. Nobody's connected.

I don't use connected guys for

this shit.

VIC

What's the cut?

JOE

Juicy, man, real juicy.

Toothpick Vic smiles.

So does Nice Guy Eddie.

CUT TO:

15 INT. NICE GUY EDDIE'S CAR (MOVING) - DAY

Nice Guy Eddie is driving to the rendezvous talking on his

portable car phone. The sounds of the seventies are

coming out of his car radio in the form of "Love Goes

Where My Rosemary Goes" by Edison Lighthouse.

EDDIE

(into phone)

Hey Dov, we got a major situation

here.

(pause)

I know you know that. I gotta

talk with daddy and find out what

he wants done.

FLASH ON

16 INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

The Cop is standing in the warehouse with his hands cuffed

behind his back. Mr. White, Mr. Pink and Mr. Blonde

surround him and proceed to beat the shit out of him.

"Love Grows .." PLAYS over the soundtrack.

17 BACK TO NICE GUY EDDIE

EDDIE

(into phone)

All I know is what Vic told me.

He said the place turned into a

fuckin bullet festival. He took a

cop as hostage, just to get the

fuck out of there.

FLASH ON

18 WAREHOUSE

The three men are stomping the cop into the ground.

19 BACK TO EDDIE

EDDIE

(into phone)

Do I sound like I'm jokin? He's

fuckin driving around with the cop

in his trunk.

(pause)

I don't know who did that. I

don't know who has the loot, if

anybody has the loot. Who's dead,

who's alive, who's caught, who's

not...

I will know, I'm practically

there. But what do I tell these

guys about daddy?

(pause)

You sure that's what he said?

(pause)

Okay, that's what I'll tell em.

CUT TO:

20 EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

Three cars belonging to the other guys are parked outside

the warehouse.

Eddie drives his car up to the warehouse. He gets out of

the car, looks at the other cars parked outside.

EDDIE

(to himself)

Fucking assholes.

Eddie makes a beeline for the front door, BANGS it open,

and steps inside the warehouse.

21 INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

The robbers have the cop tied to a chair and are still

WAILING on him.

Nice Guy Eddie walks in and everybody jumps.

EDDIE