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EXT. BARGE
HOCKNEY'S POV
A few men standing on the dock near the stern of the large boat, move towards the commotion.
Hockney bails out and runs quickly and quietly through the shadows,
bringing the bomb with him.
EXT. BOATHOUSE
Verbal remains in the darkness, looking frightened.
INT. BOATHOUSE – ROOF
McManus still wanders with his scope.
MCMANUS
Old McDonald had a farm, ee-aye, ee-aye, oh. And on
this farm he shot some guys. Ba-da-bip, ba-da-bing, bang-boom.
EXT. DOCK
Finally two men walk right towards Keaton. The rest train guns on
him. They reach for his arms, pointing their guns right at him.
At the far end of the dock, Hockney throws his bomb onto the stern
of the large boat.
The men surrounding Keaton, are distracted. Keaton pulls a pistol
out of each pocket and shoots the two men closest to him.
EXT. BOATHOUSE – ROOF
MCMANUS
ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING.
He fires as fast as he can.
EXT. PIER
The men from the boat and the men in suits try to peg Keaton, but McManus' sniping has them running.
INT. CRANE
The crane operator opens the door to bails out, leaving the crane in motion.
EXT. BOATHOUSE – ROOF
McManus runs across the roof of the boathouse and jumps down to the pier. He arrives at a thick mooring cable and climbs across to the boat.
MEANWHILE ON THE DOCK:
Keaton climbs up onto a small lifeboat hanging from the side of the larger boat. From this he climbs aboard the large boat.
EXT. DOCK
Hockney is firing in all directions.
SUDDENLY, he realizes no one is left on the dock.
Pause.
Finally, he turns and runs back for the van parked on the pier
above. He finds a ramp leading from the dock to the pier.
At the van, he finds the one man who has stayed behind to protect
it.
The man hears Hockney coming and raises his gun. Hockney runs straight
at him, screaming frantically.
HOCKNEY
(in Spanish)
DON'T SHOOT, DON'T SHOOT. LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF
HERE. EVERYONE IS DEAD.
BOOM!
He shoots the man point blank in the face and runs over his body as
it falls.
He gets to the back door of the van and yanks it open.
The inside is stacked with large wooden crates.
INT. VAN
Hockney, suddenly oblivious to the sound of gunfire, opens one of
the crates and looks inside.
IT IS FILLED WITH
MONEY. Cash and negotiable bonds of all
kinds.
He smiles.
BOOM!
BLOOD sprays all over the money. Hockney looks at
it, puzzled.
Hockney raises a blood-soaked hand from his belly. He turns and
stares in horror.
BOOM! Another shot takes off the top of his head.
EXT. PIER
McManus runs like a wild man across the deck, heading for the hatch.
He shoots in all directions as though he has eyes in the back of his
head. He sees Keaton climbing onto the deck of the boat.
EXT. WAREHOUSE
Verbal is wrestling with what to do. He finally makes a break for the other side of the boathouse.
EXT. BOAT DECK
The crane continues to swing.
A single bullet hits one of the barrels on the suspended pellet.
Gasoline pours out through the bullet-hole.
EXT. BOAT
Keaton finds the hatch and goes below, shooting a man on his way up the stairs. McManus jumps on board and runs down behind him.
EXT. PIER
Verbal arrives at the top of the ramp leading from the dock to the pier. He ducks down behind a guardrail beside the ramp. He turns and sees Hockney's dead body next to the van. He looks around frantically, frozen in terror. It is quiet, except for the sounds of screaming, far off in the bowels of the boat and the hum of the crane.
INT. RABIN'S OFFICE – DAY – PRESENT
KUJAN
Why didn't you run?
VERBAL
I froze up. I thought about Fenster and how he looked
when we buried him, then I thought about Keaton. It looked like he might pull
it off.
A KNOCK ON THE DOOR.
Rabin steps in and motions for Kujan to come outside.
INT.HALLWAY
Rabin and Jack Baer are in the hall. Rabin hands Kujan a thick manila folder. Kujan thumbs through it.
BAER
A boy came across a body on the beach this morning.
Thrown clear when the boat burned. Shot once in the head. Two guys from the FBI
just identified him.
KUJAN
And ?
RABIN
His name was Arturo Marquez. A petty smuggler out of
Argentina. He was arrested in New York last year for trafficking. He escaped to
California and got picked up in Long Beach. They were setting up his
extradition when he escaped again. Get this – Edie Finneran was called in to advise
the proceedings.
KUJAN
Kobayashi.
Bear nods.
RABIN
I called New York County and they fared me a copy of
Marquez's testimony. He was a rat.
Kujan pulls out page after page from the file.
KUJAN
A big fucking rat.
RABIN
Arturo was strongly opposed 'to going back to prison.
So much so that he informed on close to fifty guys. Guess who he names for a
finale?
Kujan finds one sheet and notices a paragraph is highlighted.
KUJAN
Keyser Soze
BAER
There's more.
INT. RABIN'S OFFICE – MOMENTS LATER
Kujan walks in and sits down in front of Verbal. He smiles.
KUJAN
I'll tell you what I know. Stop me when it sounds
familiar.
Verbal is confused.
KUJAN
There was no dope on that boat.
INT. BOAT – NIGHT – ONE WEEK PRIOR
Keaton is weaving through tight, low-ceiling corridors, looking in every cabin, working his way towards the bottom of the boat.
ELSEWHERE IN THE BOAT
McManus is tearing though the corridors, seemingly less interested
in securing the cargo as he is in killing everyone on board.
He screams like a lunatic, shooting everything in his path, killing
some men with his bare hands, shooting others, stabbing others still with a
knife he has brought along.
JAIME, one of the men from the boat, is
half-pushing, half-helping a thin and sweaty looking MAN IN A CHECKERED BATHROBE towards a cabin at the end of the hall.
The man in the robe is trembling. He seems stricken with fear.
MAN IN ROBE
He's here. I saw him on deck.
Jaime pushes him inside the cabin and shuts the door.
A stereo playing softly in the room mixes with the man's panicked
breathing.
The man in the robe screams through the closed door, his voice
echoing off of the metal bulkheads.
I'M TELLING YOU IT'S KEYSER SOZE.
Jaime stands outside the door of the cabin and turns to face down the hall. Off in some other part of the boat, he can hear McManus wailing like a banshee and the ever-less frequent sound of gunshots.
INT. HOLD
Keaton has come to the four-foot-high door to the hold. The door is
open slightly. Keaton finds this strange. He pushes the door open and steps
inside. The hold is empty.
He hears a noise behind him. He wheels around to fire. He sees
McManus in the door. His face is covered with blood.
Did you hear what I heard?
KEATON
What happened to you?
MCMANUS
Keyser Soze is on the boat.
KEATON
What?
MCMANUS
I heard somebody screaming his nuts off. He said
Keyser Soze was on the boat.
KEATON
Are you alright?
McManus rubs some of the blood off with his sleeve.
MCMANUS
Huh? Oh, It's not mine.
KEATON
There's no coke.
McManus looks around the hold as though he'll see four and a half
tons of dope in some corner where Keaton might have missed it.
The two men look at one another. There is a long, pregnant silence.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
KEATON
Right behind you.
INT. CORRIDOR
Keaton and McManus step out of the hold, walking slowly and cautiously back from where they came. They hear the sounds of footsteps running on the deck above and the occasional hollered sentence in Spanish.
KEATON
Where's Hockney?
MCMANUS
I don't think he made it to the boat.
They come to a corner. They can go left or right.
KEATON
I can't remember which way.
MCMANUS
Right –
BOOM-BOOM!
Gunshots fill the hallway from behind them. They do not stop to turn around. Keaton goes left, McManus goes right. They run in opposite directions with the sound of gunfire right behind them.
INT. HALLWAY – CABIN
Jaime squints and cocks his head.
SOMEONE IS COMING. He raises a pistol and crouches by the
door.
INT. CABIN
The man in the bathrobe sits on the foot of the bed watching the
door. He hears the sounds of fighting somewhere not too far away.
He crawls over the bed and squeezes between it and the bulkhead.
Only the top of his head is visible. He starts to cry.
BOOM-BOOM! Two shots just outside in the hall.
SUDDENLY, the door bursts open. Jaime collapses in a
heap on the floor, a bullet hole in his eye.
A FIGURE LOOMS IN THE DOOR.
The man in the bathrobe looks up at the figure. We cannot see him.
MAN IN ROBE
I told them nothing.
BOOM!
The man in the robe falls dead.
EXT. DECK – MOMENTS LATER
The boat is quiet now. Keaton walks out onto the deck. He looks out over the pier and sees Verbal standing in the middle of the carnage, frozen. Their eyes meet. Keaton waves at him as if to shoe him away.
EXT. PIER – TOP OF RAMP
Verbal hesitates and finally moves towards the van with the money.
He looks back over his shoulder and sees Keaton. Keaton sees him looking and
waves again, hurrying him along.
Verbal turns away and focuses on the van.
Keaton hears a noise behind him. He swings around and points his gun
at McManus again. He puts the gun down.
McManus smiles. He walks slowly across the deck towards Keaton.
Something is not right about him.
Strangest thing...
He slumps to the deck. Keaton rushes over to him. He kneels down and sees a pipe sticking out of the back of McManus's neck.
EXT. PIER
Verbal approaches the van, stepping over Hockney's body. He closes
the back doors of the van.,
He looks to his left at the huge loading crane. He glances upward
along the giant' arm as it swings steadily on.
Somewhere, off in the distance, the sound of SIRENS can be heard.
EXT. DECK
Keaton kneels by McManus, trembling with rage. After a moment he stands, looking down at McManus' dead body.
EXT. PIER
SUDDENLY, Verbal realizes something. He turns and
goes to call out a warning to Keaton. He is too late.
EXT. DECK
Keaton never sees the crane coming.
WHAM!
The pellet of barrels hits him square in the back and sends him
flying into the wheel house of the boat.
Keaton is still for a moment. Finally, he tries to get up, but finds
he cannot move his legs.
Verbal runs down the ramp as fast as he can. He comes to a rope ladder hanging down the side of the boat.
