Scene 1:
Black Screen. Sustained for a longer
period then perhaps usual and is only disbanded when JACKY finishes the
conversation with the FAST FOOD SHOP EMPLOYEE. The sound of frying and passing
traffic should be audible and dominate the majority of scene.
JACKY
(Placid
yet commanding)
I’ll
take two cheese burgers, a ham burger, a quarter pounder and that big mother
fucker over there.
FAST
FOOD SHOP EMPLOYEE
(Nonchalantly
and unemotional, almost mechanical)
Okay
sir....
The rustling of a paper bag as the
burgers are place inside
FAST
FOOD SHOP EMPLOYEE
(Nonchalantly
and unemotional, almost mechanical)
Here
you are sir. That’ll be...
JACKY
(Interrupts
the FAST FOOD SHOP EMPLOYEE)
Yeah,
yeah keep the change
FAST FOOD SHOP INT. MID DAY
(Close up of Burger Bag and
track backwards)
JACKY picks up the bag from the
counter and strides out of the shop.
STREET EXT. MID DAY
It’s about mid-day, and everyone’s
at work, including JACKY. JACKY turns the corner to a street that leads down to
some dank, dilapidated back alley. (Track
left then forward)The buildings are cheaply built and show
signs of wear. Some kind of establishment that furthers society lies to the
right, whilst the dark opening to the alleyway protrudes from the left. JACKY’S
at home here among the trash, regardless of what he is or what was, this is
where he feels most confident. JACKY swaggers to the alley with that “don’t
fuck with me” sort of stride. He is not very remarkable in appearance and
whilst we do not see his face until he enters the car in scene 2 a presence of
self-awareness and an atmosphere of power radiates from him. (Track forwards to close up of Burger Bag)
JACKY
(overdubbed
monologue)
Man
gotta do what a man gotta do in this town. Ain’t like we had a choice. You just
do what you gotta do, until someday it all catches up and bang, though luck
kid. (Over the shoulder medium shot) So
fuck it. You bust a few heads earn a little cash and maybe you got something to
leave your family when you under six foot of dirt. I mean, fuck it. That’s
life.
ALLEYWAY EXT. MID DAY
JACKY enters the alleyway.
Destruction and poverty litter the place. His step does not falter as he stalks
down the alley. A blues song is carried on the wind from a house hold, ever so
faint. A WOMAN crosses the path of JACKY and quickly, nervously crosses to the
other side to avoid his glare. His eyes like the camera follow her as she
passes, he chuckles to himself and continues down the alleyway. The backs of
businesses show that the shop front is really just a fake the real business is
always in the back. CHRIS is beating up some low life gambler on the sidewalk
who has some major debts to CHRIS’ boss: JOE.
CHRIS
Well
fuck me look who it is. Jacky how ya doin’ man?
(Medium
shot track backwards) CHRIS
leaves the lowlife who is moaning and writhing in pain to great JACKY.
JACKY
Aay,
long time no see. Heard you’re a dad now.
The two shake hands and hug each
other like two old time friends. Chris is a hard looking man. He has grown up
on the streets and his face reflects this. The two share almost a form of comradeship.
CHRIS
Yeah
man, six months old. It’s fucking wonderful man watching her try and walk...
The LOWLIFE tries to get up and make
a run for it. Chris turns and sees him before he can get to his feet.
CHRIS
Where
the fuck do you think your going? Stupid fucking cunt.
CHRIS then walks over and proceeds
to punch him down and stamp on him a few times before walking back to JACKY (Pull focus)
CHRIS
Sorry,
what were we sayin?
JACKY
About
your daughter. Look kid I gotta go, shit to do. Here, go buy something nice.
JACKY hands CHRIS a wad of notes,
possibly $1000 as though he’d just tipped a waiter. He turns and walks away
from him and continues towards a distant car. (Cantered long shot)
CHRIS
(Off screen) Shit, thanks JACKY, I’ll
see you soon man.
(CHRIS
turns his attention back to the LOWLIFE)
Why
the fuck are you trying to run?
JACKY laughs as he approaches the car
at the end of the alleyway and climbs in and shuts the door.
SCENE 2:
BRITISH CAR INT. MID DAY
The five gangsters sit in the car
FADGE, IRISH and TONY sat in the back, Gino and JACKY sat in the front. JACKY
is clearly the leader, the other three clearly look to him for guidance with
the exception of Irish who is a wise guy in his own right. As JACKY closes the
door behind him the four look round to great him.
GINO
(Medium shot)
(Jokingly)
Bout time JACKY.
JACKY
(Jokingly)Well it’s nice to see you too GINO
you piece of shit you
The car erupts into laughter.
JACKY
Take
what you ordered and what the fuck is up with this car
The burgers are passed round the car
each taking what he ordered and passing it on to the next.
FADGE
(Medium shot)
(Absent
minded) What?
FADGE turns from looking out of the
window, lost in his own thoughts. His ability to fully concentrate fucked from
all the drugs. The only reasons the rest of the gang keep him around is because
Big Joe tells them to and he is one of the best heist drivers they have ever
worked with. However, no one will admit this, so there is always an element of
distain when the rest of the gang refer to FADGE.
TONY
He
means why is it all backwards.
FADGE
(Medium shot, POV of JACKY)
Well
for one, it aint fucking backwards. Look JACKY, they’re gonna be looking all
over for the vehicle so they gonna check car depots, card dealers you name it
they gonna fucking look there. So my dealer said he got a foreign client. So I
said like the fuck I care. And he said some English prick. Now he drives a car
that aint like the ones we got here. He imported it from England. Now no pig is
ever gonna look for a car that aint registered as built in America because
what’s the fucking chance of that? And these cars are so fucking rare that they
will never find it. And if they do it’ll take em forever.
He sits back feeling proud, takes
his burger and lights a cigarette. The rest of the gang look impressed.
JACKY
(Low angle medium shot)
Well
shit kid, I just remembered why I keep you around.
They break into laughter again. They
continue eating their burgers and smoking.
IRISH
(Long shot)
See
this is what I mean. Burgers are the height of capitalism....
GINO
Oh
for fuck sake, not this bullshit again.
TONY
What?
GINO
IRISH
here, watched some show yesterday now he thinks he’s got the whole world
figured out through a fucking ham burger.
IRISH
(Medium shot, POV of JACKY)
It’s
not a hamburger, it’s a cheese burger.
GINO
Like
it makes a fucking difference.
IRISH
Makes
all the difference. (IRISH leans forward) Here me out. What is a ham burger?
It’s meat between two slices of bread. It’s a fucking sandwich.
TONY
(Medium shot)
But
what about all the spices and shit?
IRISH
Spices?
You average burger aint even seen spices. It’s just cooked cow shit. Now your
average ham burger is what? Two dollars? And that’s for a hamburger. No fries
no special sauce, just a hamburger. Now a cheese burger is what three dollars?
That’s an extra dollar for a bit of cheese. You can buy a block of cheese for
fifty cents at your average supermarket. And then you get like special burgers,
which is like a burger plus a bit of salad and some tomato sauce. And there
you’re talking five bucks. A fucking quarter pounder is 6 dollars which is two
burgers which you can get for four dollars.
TONY
What
ya saying?
IRISH
I’m
saying they’re out to rip you off like the rest of the world. They give you all
these fucking choices and whichever you choose will end up fucking you over and
stamping you down back to people think we belong, in the fucking dirt. And
that’s why we do what we do. We do shit out way. Because doing it their way
doesn’t work, it’s not meant to fucking work.
JACKY
(POV of FADGE)
Who
the fuck is they?
IRISH
(Low angle close up)
The
men in suits, Uncle Sam, the man.
(Long
Shot)The gangsters ponder
this whilst guiltily eating their burgers.
GINO
Fuck
that.... You ain’t even fucking Irish.
They all break into laughter as
IRISH makes pretend threats towards GINO.
JACKY notices a man enter the bank
and immediately gets into action.
JACKY
There
he is. Okay remember the plan. TONY (Close
up, GINO POV) your on crowd control, GINO you handle the desk (Close up IRISH POV), IRISH and Me will
go crack the safe and FADGE (Close up
JACKY POV) stay here and keep the engine running. Alright. Ready? Okay.
They all put balaclavas on and pull
guns from beneath their seats ranging from shotguns to pistols. The mood in car
changes to stern aggression
IRISH
Let’s
go hurt some people.
They cock weapons before exiting the
vehicle. (Long shot)
STREET EXT. MID DAY
(Long
shot track backwards to medium shot)
The four going in to rob the bank
threaten the customers as they approach the bank as FADGE gets into the
driver’s seat. As they round the car and head towards the bank they begin to
shout putting the fear of god into those outside the bank and psyching
themselves for the events that follow.
Freeze frame and title appears
overhead.
SCENE 3:
Jacky
(To
audience)
(Medium shot)
Money
makes the world go round. Whoever tells you different is a liar. Without it,
you die on the street fighting for a fucking cardboard box. With it you might
actually stay alive and get enough of it and you can actually live a little. I
mean in this city you can buy anything.
CLOTHES SHOP INT.
IRISH trying on some fashionable
clothes and handing money to the shop assistant.
(Medium shot panning)
JACKY
From
any kind of clothes you could want. Rags to riches sort of shit.
ALLEY WAY EXT.
JACKY making a drug deal. (Cantered angle medium shot)
JACKY
Course
you need money to make money. Aint that the truth. So you do what you gotta do.
Sell a bit of poison or a bit gold depends of your view on things.
GAMBLING DEN INT.
GINO gambling and laying a lot of
money down (High angle track down to
level. Cut to close up)
JACKY
Of
course there’s some stupid shit you can do as well. Like being a jackass and
leaving it up to chance to dictate whether you win or lose.
NIGHTCLUB INT.
TONY with two women laughing and
asking for another drink. (Medium shot
track upwards)
JACKY
And
the women. Nothing gets ‘em going like the wad of green stashed in your back
pocket that you keep flashing.
BED SIT INT.
FADGE paralytic from the heroin.
JACKY
Then
there’s the shit to escape this fucking world.
OFFICE INT.
JACKY greets BIG JOE and hands his
tribute to him. (Slow pan from left to
right)
JACKY
Course
you gotta give a share to JOE If you wanna live long enough to see your kids
grow old. I mean fairs fair. JOE makes sure no one fucks with you, keeps the
pigs at bay. Keep him happy and he keeps you out of the can and alive. It’s as
simple as that. It’s a business.
SOME HOUSE INT.
Jacky along with TONY are let into a
drug dealers house who has not been paying JOE. The dealer runs from the door
into the living room (long shot)
were JACKY beats him to death with a baseball bat (Medium shot). JACKY stands panting covered in blood.
JACKY
Ain’t
like it’s always robbing banks. You gotta get your hands dirty. I mean I don’t
like it, but You bust a few heads earn a little cash and maybe weren’t just a
nothing. A nobody. I mean, fuck it. That’s life.
Fade to black and then title
“Chapter 1” appears against the black screen and hangs there for 5 seconds.
END OF SEQUENCE.
