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- FADE IN:
- DON
- I'm gonna die, I'm gonna fucking
- die, I'm gonna fucking die...
- INT. HALLWAY - DAY
- A security guard holds his leg as his blood pools around him.
- In the other, he holds a Beretta and trains it in the
- direction people run from.
- He slumps over and drops his gun.
- Don makes his way over to him and looks at his belt. A
- tourniquet sits on it. He takes it out and cuts off the
- bleeding gunshot wound.
- DON
- This guy's gonna make it. I'm not.
- Just shoot me, dude.
- Don takes the gun and chamber checks it.
- INT. OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
- Sweat runs down Don's brow.
- DON
- Oh, I'm so fucking dead.
- Gunshots ring out behind him. People flee behind him.
- DON (CONT’D)
- Oh fucking christ.
- Don takes a deep breath and charges in.
- Everyone in the room is gone. Two men stand in the room.
- CRAIG, (mid-40s) holds a gun to the other one's chest.
- BILL, (mid-30s) has his hands up. Blood stains his shirt. His
- nose bleeds.
- CRAIG
- You were banging my wife you son of
- a bitch.
- BILL
- Craig, it wasn't like that, she was
- throwing herself on-
- CRAIG
- DON'T tell me that, I know you
- slimey son of a bitch, I know how
- you-
- Don walks closer, his hands up.
- DON
- Hey!
- Craig turns the gun on Don.
- DON (CONT’D)
- (muttering)
- Well, fuck.
- CRAIG
- You got no part in this, get the
- fuck out of here!
- Don takes a deep breath and shakes his head.
- DON
- Normally, I'd let you do that, but
- in this case, you're carrying a
- loaded handgun. I get it you're
- mad. But it can wai-
- CRAIG
- NO. IT. CAN'T.
- Don walks forward.
- DON
- What's your name bud?
- CRAIG
- Craig. What's it to you? Security's
- going to be on me in five minutes,
- if the dead guy outside is any
- indication. Might as well cap him
- now.
- DON
- You ever take a life, buddy?
- Don walks forward, his hands still up.
- Craig's face turns to that of anger. He turns the gun on Don.
- CRAIG
- What do you know about taking a
- life, fuck face? I could shoot you
- right now!
- Don shoots a glance at Bill. Bill looks at Don wide eyed.
- DON
- (mouthing)
- Help.
- Bill runs off and knocks over a phone.
- Craig catches this and turns around.
- Don tackles him as Craig rolls over and tries to put the gun
- in Don's face.
- Craig puts the gun in Don's face, his finger on the trigger.
- DON (CONT’D)
- BITCH!
- Don pushes the gun out of his face. It goes off next to his
- ear as blood rushes out of it.
- A sharp ring enters Don's ear as four more shots go off next
- to him.
- The world around him goes silent.
- Don reaches into his pocket and pulls out his knife with one
- hand. With the other he holds the gun away from him.
- Don thrusts the knife into Craig's chest. Blood exits and
- splashes against Don's shirt.
- The hand that holds the gun in Craig's hand goes limp.
- Don stabs into the man's chest one last time. The knife
- sticks in his chest as he's pulled back.
- Conrad stands there and mouths something.
- DON (CONT’D)
- (silent)
- WHAT?!
- He's pulled back.
- CONRAD MILLER, (28) shouts something at him and points to
- him. Miller laughs about what he did as Don can only point
- and shout once more.
- DON (CONT’D)
- (silent)
- WHAT?!
- Conrad's eyes widen. He beckons for someone to come over.
- He says something, then facepalms. Miller points at a
- stretcher as two men in tan slacks and white shirts come in.
- Don walks over to it and lays down. Don takes one last look
- at the body with the knife in its chest. He rolls to the side
- and pukes at the sight of it.
- He blacks out.
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