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MysteryMadison
07-27-2003, 07:28 PM
EXT. PARKING GARAGE-MORNING-RAINING
The seven step out of the station wagon and gather their things.
Four black cases are carried by R.A.Y. and Mike.
T.O.D. begins to record.
BLACK AND WHITE:
T.D.
Guys take off the mask, we got a walk ahead of us.
V.I.S.
Now T.D. you got everything planned out right? You know everything that were going to do?
T.O.D.
Whatís the matter? You nervous?
T.O.D. puts the camera in V.I.S. face. V.I.S. pushes the camera into T.O.D.ís face.
T.O.D. (CONTíD)
You ever touch my camera again...
V.I.S.
Your going to what?
T.D.
T.O.D. shut the fucking camera off and help us out.
CAP COVERS THE LENS. DARKNESS THEN COLOR.
V.I.S.
Your the only one shaking asshole.
T.O.D.
Fuck you.

EXT. STREETS-MORNING-RAINING
The weather is terrible.
The seven walk down the street.
Their all having their own little conversations.
R.A.Y.
I canít believe nobody brought a umbrella.
T.D.
I didnít even know it was going to rain.
R.A.Y.
Yeah me neither. But when you saw that it was raining why didnít get a umbrella?
B.I.G.
Why didnít you?
R.A.Y.
Because it wasnít raining when I left my home Brad.
T.D.
I donít even own a umbrella.
R.A.Y.
How can you not own a umbrella?

CUT TO:
T.O.D. (to V.I.S.)
Dude sorry about that whole thing about there.
T.O.D. puts out his hand to shake it with him. V.I.S. turns the handshake down.
V.I.S.
What you backing down now pussy?
T.O.D.
What?
CUT TO:
MIKE
So whose putting the explosives around the
President?
R.A.Y.
Iím doing that.
MIKE
And what am I supposed to do while your doing that?
R.A.Y.
Take cases one and two and set up at the main entrance. Iíll take care of everything else.
CUT TO:
B.I.G.
Itís those fucking drug test that kept me out of the Olympics.
B.O.B.
So whatís my job again?
B.I.G.
You donít know what your job is?
B.O.B.
I mean what am I supposed to do when we get there?
B.I.G.
I donít know. Ask T.D. If they didnít make fucking whiz in a cup Ií be wearing the gold medal right now. And I wouldnít be with you dumb depressed fucks. Thatís for sure.
T.D.
R.A.Y when we get there your doing the talking.
R.A.Y.
To who? What for?
T.D.
Thereís sure to be a man at the front desk who will want to know what were doing there. Be smooth and make up some bullshit story, and then weíll move from there.
V.I.S.
What are the mask for?
T.D.
We donít want people looking in on our profile. Hitting our weak spots.
B.I.G.
And the glasses.
T.D.
Style points. Why you donít like them?
B.I.G.
I just prefer my name on my glasses, not yourís.
T.D.
Itís the same reason we got the code names. Itíll all be good for the books.
MIKE
What books?
T.D.
The history books. No longer will kids in school read about the ďgreatĒ evil ďgeniusĒ Hitler or about how poorly the whiteís treated the blacks. Theyíll begin to learn about the seven of us.
V.I.S.
Why does mike get to use is real name?
T.D.
Because thatís what he wanted to do. You know what your doing R.A.Y.?
R.A.Y.
Yeah I got it.


EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE
The seven stare at the White House. Thereís no one in sight.
They start to walk to the front entrance.
NEWS REPORTER (V.O.)
Last night there was a very unexpected power outage at the White House. The reasons for the power outage are unknown at this time. Last night around ten PM the White House was evacuated. Including the President who is on his way to Japan for...

INT. THE WHITE HOUSE
Thereís a SECURITY GUARD at the front desk. Heís sipping a cup a coffee and looking at a magazine with Kylie Minogue on the cover. He looks up from his magazine and is startled to see seven men staring at him.
SECURITY GUARD
Can I help you gentlemen with something?
R.A.Y.
Yes you can help us. See me and my... cousins are new to this town so I wanted to show them around. Any wayís the reason were here is to get the grand tour of the White House.
SECURITY GUARD
I donít know if youíve seen the news or not, put all the power in the house is out. So there wonít be any tours until itís fully restored. Tours usually run Monday through Sunday 7:30 a.m. until 4:00 p.m.
R.A.Y.
Now on these tours will get to see the Presidentís room?
SECURITY GUARD
Yes, but only on...
T.D.
Do you know where his room is?
SECURITY GUARD
Yes, but the president is not in...
T.D. takes out his gun and points it at the Security Guards head.
T.D.
Take us there.
Everyone puts on their mask and glasses.
T.D. tosses B.I.G. a roll of duct tape.
B.I.G. jumps over the front desk and wraps the tape around the guards mouth.
B.I.G. grabs him by the ear.
B.I.G.
Your going to show us where he is. With no problems. You got that?
Security Guard shakes his head yes.
B.I.G. (CONTíD)
Good.
T.D.
Why the fuck arenít you taping? R.A.Y. and Mike go do your thing. B.I.G. and T.O.D. come with me and the tour guide. V.I.S. and B.O.B. go see how many hostages you can gather up. They split up.

INT. SOMEWHERE IN THE WHITE HOUSE
V.I.S. and B.O.B. search for hostages. The house is very quiet.
They come upon a room filled with security guards all standing around drinking their coffee and bullshiting.

CUT TO:
TWO BLACK CASES, NUMBERS THREE AND FOUR OPEN REVEALING EXPLOSIVES.
INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, HALLWAY
B.I.G. jams his gun in the Security Guards back as they walk down a long hallway.
T.D. walks forward with his gun out.
T.O.D. walks backwards with his gun ready.
INT. SOMEWHERE IN THE WHITE HOUSE-CONTINUED
B.O.B. aims his gun at the security guards.
B.O.B.
Donít nobody move.
One of the guard moves. V.I.S. begins shooting. One by one he kills the whole room with perfect aim.
B.O.B. stares in disbelief.
B.O.B. (CONTíD) (getting sick)
What the hell? Why the fuck did you do that?
V.I.S.
You told them not to move and they moved.
B.O.B.
What? No they didnít .Their supposed to be our hostages for Christ sakes.
V.I.S.
I know what I fucking saw man. You let people push you around like that and youíll never get the respect you want and need.

CUT TO:
TWO BLACK CASES, NUMBERS ONE AND TWO OPEN REVEALING NOTHING.
INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, HALLWAY
T.D., T.O.D., B.I.G., and the Security Guard stand outside the Presidents room.
T.D. quietly turns the knob of the enormous wooden door. Itís locked.
T.D. (to B.I.G.)
Take off the tape.
B.I.G. rips the tape hard off The Security Guards mouth.
T.D. (CONTíD)
Now your positive that this is the Presidents room?
SECURITY GUARD
Yes.
T.D.
Is in there?
SECURITY GUARD
Heís there.
T.D.
I thought he was out of the country.
SECURITY GUARD
Heís in there.
T.D.
Alone?
SECURITY GUARD
With his WIFE.
T.D.
Thank you. You are free to go.
B.I.G. removes the gun from the Security Guards back. He then runs for his life down the long hallway.

CUT TO:
V.I.S. walks out of a room backwards with his gun pointing at a large group of hostages. At the end of the line is B.O.B.
V.I.S. looks far down the hallway on his left and sees B.I.G. kicking down a door. He looks to his left and sees the Security Guard running for his life. V.I.S. shoots him in the back.

CUT TO:
OUTSIDE THE PRESIDENTS ROOM
T.O.D.
Should we knock?
B.I.G.
No you fucking moron.
T.O.D.
Well I donít know.
B.I.G. (sarcastic)
What should we do boss?
T.D.
Knock the fucking door down.

B.I.G. takes a few steps back and with all his might he kicks the door; doesnít budge. He quickly steps back and kicks the door again; his foot goes through it. B.I.G. quickly removes his foot from the door and rams it with his shoulder. The door fall and so does B.I.G. T.O.D. and T.D. enter...

INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, THE PRESIDENTS ROOM
T.D. and T.O.D. point their guns at the President and his Wife, who are sitting up in bed terrified. B.I.G. aims his gun from the floor.
T.D.
Donít do anything stupid and no one will be harmed. All we want is what we want then were gone.
The President stays strong and shows little fear.
T.D. removes his disguise.
PRESIDENT
And what is it that you want?
T.D. hesitates then answers with a lie.
T.D.
Money.
PRESIDENT
Money? Is that all?
T.D.
Thatís what we want.
PRESIDENT
Well young man when you want money you get a job. But if a job isnít for you, maybe you could have robbed a convenient store or something. Now I donít agree with it but it would be a much wiser choice then trying to rob the White House. Donít you think?
T.D. shoots the President in his right leg. He YELLS with pain, while his Wife yells for help.
T.D.
Youíve seen way to many bad fucking movies Mr. President. If you talk to a guy with a gun like that you will be shot. You will treat me and my six partners with respect. And you will not give us any witty, good timing fucking remarks.
T.O.D.
And if you ask to use the bathroom I will slice your throat.
T.D.
Now what I want from you is the location to the loud speaker.
PRESIDENT
What?
T.D.
I know my shit okay? Now what I want from you is the location of the loud speaker, so I can tell the people in the house whatís going on. Before someone gets killed. Donít make me repeat myself again.

INT. THE WHITE HOUSE
A bloody finger pushes a button. T.D. begins to deliver his message over the White House loud speaker.
CUT TO: peopleís reactions in the House.
T.D. (V.O.) (Loud speaker)
Let me start off by saying if you donít know but should know, my name is T.D. and you are now my hostage. So ladies and gentlemen of the house please stop what youíre doing and meet me and my friends in the East Room.

INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, ANNOUNCEMENT ROOM
T.D. has a huge cut above his right eye. Blood drips down his face.
T.D. (CONTíD)
Escape is not possible, so donít try it, for my partners have set explosives at the exits. So do what youíre told and get your ass to the East Room.

Some employeeís fall for T.D.ís bluff and follow his orders. Others donít fall for the bluff and they sneak out of the house unharmed.
INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, THE PRESIDENTS ROOM-CONTINUED
PRESIDENT
... the third door on the right.
T.D. (to B.I.G.)
Help me tie this fucker up.
T.D. pulls out a large thing rope from his trench coat pocket. He grabs the President by the hair.
T.O.D. begins to film.
BLACK AND WHITE.
Wife goes after T.D. He just calmly points his finger at her and she backs off. T.D. is now distracted; the President takes advantage of the distraction. He quickly reaches under his bed out a huge knife and slashes T.D. right above his right eye.
B.I.G. quickly reacts by knocking the President out with his fist.
T.D. falls to the ground in pain.
B.I.G. removes his disguise.
A CAP COVERS THE CAMERA LENS. DARKNESS THEN COLOR.
T.D. (CONTíD)
What the fuck? Where the mother fuck did he get? Ouch, ouch, ouch.

T.D. rips the white bed sheet from the bed. He starts to clean off the blood thatís pouring out of him.
T.O.D.
You alright?
T.D.
Yeah... Iím okay.
T.D. stumbles towards the exit with the bed sheet wrapped around his head.
T.D. (CONTíD)
Keep your eyes on them, Iím going to go make the announcement.

INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, EAST ROOM
The east room is a huge room with very little furniture. The room is being filled with hostages by V.I.S. and B.O.B. Mike pats down the hostages for weapons, and forces them to sit on the floor.
R.A.Y.
We donít want to hurt any of you. Donít move and donít speak when not spoken to. Two simple rules to follow by. All we want is what we want and no one will be hurt. Iím going to be honest by saying that you will be here for a long time. So get comfortable and try to have a good time. Now I know your asking yourself what are the consequences if I break the rules? Well thatís a great question. You will be killed. But if you follow the rules not only will you receive food and water while here, when were done you will receive freedom.
V.I.S. pushes in the last hostage.
R.A.Y. (CONTíD) (to V.I.S.)
Is that all of them?
T.D. enters the room.
T.D.
Itís all we need.
B.O.B., V.I.S., and Mike remove their disguises.
R.A.Y.
What the hell happened to you?
R.A.Y. takeís off his disguise.
T.D.
Ignore it. Nice job fellas, very smooth. Everything all set?
R.A.Y.
All set.
T.D. (to R.A.Y.)
In a few I want you to get down to the Presidentís room and strap him up.
R.A.Y.
Will do.
T.D. shakes hands with everyone.
T.D. gives R.A.Y. a cell phone.
R.A.Y. gives T.D. a detonator.
R.A.Y. (CONTíD) (to T.D.)
With one push of the button the President will be in pieces. Now the button is very sensitive so be careful.
T.D.
Okay. Iím getting out of here before the media shows up. See you all in a few days. Whoís got the list?

INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, THE PRESIDENTíS ROOM-BLACK AND WHITE
B.I.G. applauds T.D. as he enters the room.
B.I.G.
Great speech.
T.O.D. (O.S.)
Great plan.
T.D.
Thank you. How are those two doing?
T.O.D.
Heís unconscious, and the bitch put up a struggle but we got things under control now.
The President and his Wife are tied up in chairs.
T.D.
R.A.Y. says you have the list.
A CAP COVERS THE CAMERA LENS. DARKNESS THEN COLOR.
T.O.D. is no longer wearing his disguise.
T.D. receives a piece of paper from T.O.D. He puts it in his pocket.
T.D. (CONTíD)
My plan is to get the hell out of here before the police and media show up. So this is what I want. I want you two to watch these two at all times.
T.O.D.
Yeah we know.
T.D.
Just listen again then. No one else is allowed in this room. Take turns if you have to, but one of you better be in here at all times. R.A.Y. will be here in a few minutes. Let him do his quickly and correctly, and then let him out the door. Donít let him return. T.O.D. will be in charge when Iím gone. T.O.D. and only T.O.D. will deal with THE NEGOTIATOR.
T.D. hands T.O.D. a cell phone.
T.D. (CONTíD)
I will call you every sixty minutes. If you donít get a call get rid of a hostage. Okay, see you guys in a few days, when B.I.G. will be the next to taste true freedom.
T.D. grabs an umbrella from a canister thatís in the room. He exits.


INT. THE WHITE HOUSE, HALLWAY

T.D. walks down the long hallway with the umbrella opened in his hand. Heís a little surprised with mixed emotions when he sees the dead body of the Security Guard he let go.


EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE, STREET

The raining has stopped.

Still nobody is around. T.D. walks down the street and sees several media vans and police cars headed towards the White House.




THANK YOU

inglourious basterd
07-28-2003, 04:48 AM
You already have a thread open. Add this to the existing thread. Thanks.