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EXT. STEVENS HOUSE – DAY
Michael gets out of the
can and runs up to the front door of his house, as he enters he can see
through the front window that Janice is in the living room talking to someone.
He glances to his left and sees a dark blue sedan parked in the driveway. He
opens the front door.
INT. STEVENS HOUSE – DAY
He walks through the front
door and sees David Arnold sitting in his living room having a cup of coffee
and a chat with his wife. They both look up at him, smiling, as if they were
What the fuck are
you doing here, David?
Michael! What in
God’s name is wrong with you?
Get the fuck out of
here, Arnold. GET OUT!
it easy. What’s going on? You look like shit, my friend.
Would it be rude if
Michael and I went on the back porch and had a chat?
Of course not,
David. You aren’t the one who is being rude here.
She gives Michael a
Come on Michael. I
came over to spill the beans to you anyway. Come on.
Michael follows Arnold to
the back porch. David closes the sliding glass door behind them.
What did you do to
Stephen. I want to know right now.
Don’t you worry
what happened to that rat bastard. Worry about what is going to happen to
your lovely family if you don’t keep your fucking mouth shut.
Michael lunges at
Arnold, knocking him through the porch screen. They wrestle around on the
grass in the backyard until Arnold gets the upper hand and pokes a gun in
Michael’s face. Luckily, the Stevens have a big backyard fence,
secluding this scene from Michael's neighbors. Janice is in the
family room reading.
Are you willing to
die right now you little prick? You little prick murderer. I’ll kill you
right now if I have to. RIGHT NOW. I could give a shit what Cliff says
about the operation. You will die RIGHT NOW if you don’t get your ass
Michael semi-relaxes and
Arnold gets off of him and sits down beside him.
What the hell is
going on here? What have I gotten myself into? What has Cliff gotten me
into? Jesus Christ. What have I done? I have killed two men that I don’t
even KNOW. Just because some piece of paper in some freakin’ envelope
told me to. For all I know those guys and the two you killed did NOTHING
Michael has a look of
genuine surprise on his face.
What? WHAT?! What
are you saying?
I am saying that you
killed two innocent men in cold blood. They never did anything wrong
‘cept hate their government. You were supposed to kill Garrett too,
remember…but you pussied out so I had to finish the job for you. Look,
the world isn’t going to miss three or four lowlife fucks. They were
just appetizers before the big meal.
See, it doesn’t
matter who they are, Michael. It matters who YOU are. Do you know who you
are? Can you honestly say that you know who you are? Because I know who
you are. You’re some sad-sack survivor that lost his girlfriend and is
flailing in a sinking marriage. Not a day goes by that you don’t want to
save Allison, but you’ll never get that chance. And you know it. It
makes it worse that they never found the dumb bastard that killed her.
You’ve got just enough blind anger and vengeance in you to make you
stupid, Michael. You were an obvious target. We had you chosen from day
Michael is having trouble
breathing now and the world starts spinning around him. The camera view is
from his perspective as things become increasingly skewed. We cut to a view of the two
of them, sitting on the back lawn, just as Michael throws up.
EXT. MOTEL 50 – DAY
Michael pulls up to the
same motel where they have met before and after each of the killings. It is
the day after Michael’s run in with Arnold in his backyard. He has a cut
over his eye and is wearing sunglasses. He walks slowly up the steps to the
second floor rooms and goes to the room where Howard and Arnold are waiting
INT. MOTEL 50 – DAY
Have a seat Michael.
I am going to make this fast and you’re going to listen.
Michael sits down. Arnold
offers him some coffee but he shakes his head “no”.
one more directive, Michael, and then its over. You have an easy
choice. Complete the operation I am about to give you or David puts
a bullet in your head and then goes and kills your wife.
Swain and Roy Huffins are meeting at Huffins' estate in Atlanta
tomorrow night to discuss Swain’s candidacy. You and David are to
go down there and kill them both, making it look like a murder-suicide by Huffins.
What did they do or what didn’t they do?
no, this one’s for real Michael. The others were just to get you
thinking and in practice. These two are responsible for
half…probably more than half of the right-wing terrorist shit that
goes on this country. Huffins bankrolls it, Swain organizes it.
what you want Michael, but you are going to kill them. That will set
back about a hundred right-wing terrorist groups in this country and we can
destroy them from there.
see, David and I are sick of seeing these bastards skate free with
little more than a slap on the wrist. Think of it as a modern day
Star Chamber. We know these guys are guilty and we are dispensing
with a seriously flawed judicial system. Michael, the only way to
defeat terrorists is to cut out their root. These two are holding up
a huge fucking tree. But not after tomorrow.
this is it? After tomorrow I can quit the Bureau and go away…far
course, Michael. We would prefer that, in fact.
INT. ROY HUFFINS BEDROOM – EVENING
completely bizarre scene as Buxton Swain is having sex with a young
woman obviously not his wife, while Roy Huffins sits on a couch
about 10 feet away from them, doing coke in the nude. The phone
rings and Huffins gets up and goes into the other room to answer it.
here. We’re at the airport. We’ll be there in about two hours.
No one is here except us. We should be in the study. Come in the
back entrance. I won’t even know you’re here till I see you.
see if you can get him loaded or something.
working on it. David?
you have my money?
course I do. Now hang up.
INT. STEVENS HOUSE - NIGHT
is cleaning up the dinner dishes when the phone rings.
Where are you? Are you at the office? I called but they said you had
left this afternoon.
don’t worry about where I am. I just wanted to tell you that when
I come home, you are getting your husband back. I know I have been
preoccupied and distant lately, but I think I am over that.
I am going to start treating you like the incredible woman you are.
You deserve so much better and when I get back tomorrow I am going
to start treating you like that. Janice, I love you SOOOO MUCH.
Please forgive me.
yes of course! I love you too! I will always love you. I know how
tough you have had it lately and I just want you to know that I will
always be there for you, no matter what. No. Matter. What.
Honey, I have to go, but I will call you later tonight. I wanna
move…get the hell out off the East Coast…go be a farmer in Iowa
or something…whaddya think?
of course! Whatever you want! I just want you to be happy…I’m
just glad you’re happy again. We can talk about all of this when
you come home. Come home quick!
right honey, I love you. I’ll talk to you later tonight. Bye.
(smiling from ear to ear)
I love you too!
EXT. ROY HUFFIN’S ESTATE – NIGHT
and Arnold park about a block up the street and walk slowly up to
Huffins’ mansion. They walk through the front yard and go around the
back. David tries the handle to the sliding glass door and quietly
slides it open.
INT. ROY HUFFINS STUDY – NIGHT
and Swain sip brandy and talk about his campaign. Huffins lights a
victory cigar and lights one for Swain as well. They make a toast to the
election. Huffins tells some off-color jokes, sending Swain into spasms
INT. HALLWAY TO ROY HUFFINS’ STUDY – NIGHT
and Arnold move slowly down the hallway. Both have their guns drawn.
They can hear laughter coming from the study. Arnold gives Michael the
look and mouths “follow me” as they stride toward and into the
INT. ROY HUFFINS STUDY – NIGHT
and even Huffins are completely startled by the appearance of Michael
and David Arnold.
the fuck are you? What are you doing in my house? You come to rob me
you pansy asses?
up! Just shut up, please. Get up and turn off that music.
gets up, walks over and turns off the music. The room is now eerily
one of you is Buxton Swain.
me. I mean that’s me. I’m Buxton Swain.
lifts his gun leveling it at Swain’s forehead. About five feet of
carpet separates them.
your prayers, Reverend Swain.
of fire and Swain’s head snaps back. Blood trickles down his forehead.
Michael stands in shock, his gun dangling by his side.
on, Michael…we don’t have all night. Kill Huffins and let’s
is sitting there impassively, staring at Michael. Michael, shaking now,
lifts his gun and aims it at Huffins.
is a crashing sound and the camera pans back to reveal Michael lying
facedown on the floor, blood pouring from his head. Arnold stands with
his arm extended, smoke wafting from his gun, right next to where
Michael had been standing. We focus on Michael’s face for several
seconds, then cut to Huffins.
Christ…you scared the shit out of me! What if he had shot me?
Dammit I want two million now, you son of a …<<BANG>>.
turns and shoots Huffins in the chest, driving him back onto the couch.
Arnold pauses for a second and surveys the damage, then works quickly.
He takes the gun from Michael’s hand and puts it in his own pocket. He
places his gun in Michael’s hand and arranges his body as if Michael
had shot himself. He does a fast scan of the study and the hall, then is
INT. DARK OFFICES – NIGHT
same two men who have been speaking throughout the film are again
talking. We can make out the shadow of one man as Cliff Howard, but
still don’t recognize the second man.
Cliff is standing looking out his office window – we can see
the Washington Monument in the distance.
done. He’s gone and Michael has been taken care of as we
MALE VOICE #2
God. This has gone on for a seeming eternity. This is going to hit
the press like a fireball. Thank you, Cliff. We will talk again in a
couple of months.
welcome, Mr. Vice- President. It looks like your path is now clear.
INT. CHANNEL 4 NEWS STUDIO – NIGHT
news anchors, a man and a woman, are opening their broadcast.
shocking discovery this afternoon, as the bodies of Buxton Swain and
two other men were found in the study of Atlanta billionaire Roy
Huffins. There is no confirmation on the identities of the other two bodies,
but reports at this time indicate some type of murder-suicide,
although we are still getting details.
LaRoche from Atlanta Station WWRG-TV is on the scene at the Huffins’ mansion. Joyce can
you hear me…
INT. STEVENS FAMILY ROOM – NIGHT
sits alone on the couch watching the news about a murder-suicide in
Atlanta that claimed the life of Buxton Swain, the frontrunner for the
Republican Presidential nomination.
To all of the
VP players that took the time to read this: Thank you. It means a lot to
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