FROM DUSK TILL DAWN
Screenplay by
Quentin Tarantino
Story by
Robert Kurtzman
Directed by
Robert Rodriguez
"I earnestly wish an end would come to this bloody race I am forced to run."
Countess in Jess Franco's
"La Comtesse Noire"
FADE IN:
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY
A convenience store in a Texas Suburb. No other businesses surround it.
CLOSE-UP: A light switch is flipped on.
The sign on top of the store lights up. It reads: "BENNY'S WORLD OF LIQUOR."
SUBTITLE APPEARS AT BOTTOM OF SCREEN:
BIG SPRING, TEXAS
109 MILES WEST OF ABILENE
345 MILES EAST OF THE MEXICAN BORDER
A Texas Ranger patrol car pulls into the parking lot and a
real live Texas Ranger, EARL MCGRAW, steps out. McGraw is
in full ranger uniform - button shirt, cowboy hat, boots,
mirrored shades, tin star and a colt revolver on his hip.
It's about an hour and a half before sundown and McGraw is
off duty for the day.
The only other car in the parking lot is a 1975 Plymouth
(Charley Varrick's car).
INT. BENNY'S WORLD OF LIQUOR - DAY
A young Hawaiian Shirt wearing man named PETE sits on a
stool behind the counter.
A few CUSTOMERS fiddle about.
A MAN wearing a black suit, black tie, and wire rim glasses
holds hands with a PRETTY BLONDE GIRL in cutoffs and bare
feet. They look through magazines.
Another black suit wearing MAN holds hands with a RED-HEADED
GIRL in a prep school uniform. They look through the beer
cooler in the back of the store. Both girls are around
seventeen.
MCGRAW enters the store.
Hot goddamn day!
Haven't felt it a bit. Been inside
with the air conditioner blastin'
all day long.
Not even for lunch?
I'm by myself today, ate my lunch
outta the microwave.
McGraw walk over to the beer cooler, as if done ritually
every night (it is), takes out a beer, pops it open and
joins Pete by the front counter.
McGraw drops his last drip of beer, crushes the can and
exits in the bathroom.
The black suited man by the beer cooler turns around and,
with the prep school girl in tow, walks rapidly toward Pete.
We see that the girl is crying.
(to Pete)
Do you think I'm fuckin' playing
with you, asshole?
(points to the tearful
prep school girl)
Do you want this little girl to
die?
(pointing to the blonde
with the other guy)
Or that little girl? Or your bosom
buddy with the badge? Or yourself?
I don't wanna do it, but I'll turn
this fuckin' store into the Wild
Bunch if I even think you're
fuckin' with me.
The two men in black suits are the notorious Abilene bank
robbers, SETH and RICHARD GECKO, "The Gecko Brothers." And
the other customers are all being held hostage. Seth is the
one with the prep girl. Richard is the one with the blonde.
Everybody speaks low and fast.
What do you want from me? I did
what you said.
Letting him use your toilet? No
store does that.
He comes in here every day and we
bullshit. He's used my toilet a
thousand times. If I told him no,
he'd know something was up.
I want that son-of-a-bitch out outta
here, in his car, and down the road
or you can change the name of this
place to "Benny's World of Blood."
Richard, holding tightly the hand of the terrified girl,
leans next to Seth's ear and whispers something. Seth looks
at Pete.
Pete controls himself.
I'm not calling him a liar, okay?
I'm simply saying that if I was
scratching, and if I did scratch,
it's not because I was signaling
the cop, it's because I'm fuckin'
scared shitless.
Richard speaks for the first time in a low calm voice to
Seth.
The Ranger's taking a piss. Why
don't I just go in there, blow his
head off and get outta here.
Don't do that! Look, you asked me
to act natural, and I'm acting as
natural -- in fact, under the
circumstances, I think I ought get
a fuckin' Academy Award for how
natural I'm acting. You asked me to
get rid of him, I'm doing my best.
Yeah, well, your best better get a
helluva lot fuckin' better, or
you're gonna feel a helluva fuckin' lot
worse.
The toilet FLUSHES.
Everybody goes back to what they were doing.
McGraw steps back out of the back. He appears to be unaware of
the situation.
Yeah, and I'm gonna be right back at it
tomorrow. So tonight I'm gonna sit in
front of the box and just drink booze.
How much is the bottle?
Six-fifty.
Out of nowhere Richard WHIPS out his forty-five automatic
and SHOOTS McGraw in the head.
McGraw goes down screaming.
Richard stands over him and SHOOTS him twice more.
Seth charges forward.
(to Richard)
What the fuck was that about?
(in a low monotone)
He signaled the Ranger.
(hysterical)
I didn't.
(to Seth)
You gotta believe me, I didn't.
(to Seth)
When they were talkin', he mouthed
the words "Help Us."
You fuckin' liar, I didn't say
shit!
Richard SHOOTS Pete and Pete falls down behind the counter.
Seth grabs Richard and throws him up against the wall.
What the fuck is wrong with you --
Seth, he did it. You were by the
beer cooler with your back turned.
I was by the magazines, I could see
his face. And I saw him mouth:
Richard mouths the words, "Help Us."
While Pete lies on the floor behind the counter bleeding
from his bullet wound, he opens his floor safe and pulls out
a gun from it.
Seth releases his brother.
Start the car.
You believe me don'tcha?
Shut up and start the car.
Richard walks away from Seth and crosses the counter...
...when Pete SPRINGS up, gun in hand, and SHOOTS Richard in
the shoulder.
Richard FALLS to his knees, howling.
Both Pete and Seth SPRAY the store with gunfire.
Seth DIVES down an aisle. He reloads.
Pete DUCKS behind the counter. He reloads.
Richard has crawled to safety behind an aisle.
The two girls have run out screaming.
(yelling)
Richie? You okay?
(yelling)
I'm not dead, but I'm definitely
shot! I told you that bastard
said, "Help us!"
(yelling)
I never said help us!
(yelling)
Well that don't matter now, 'cause
you got about two fuckin' seconds
to live! Richie!
(yelling)
Yeah?
(yelling)
When I count three, shoot out the
bottles behind him!
Gotcha!
One... Two... Three.
The two brothers start FIRING toward the counter.
They HIT the bottles of alcohol on the shelf behind Pete.
Pete is crouched on the ground as glass, debris and alcohol
RAIN down on him.
Seth grabs a roll of paper towels from off a shelf.
Richard keeps FIRING.
Seth douses the paper towels with lighter fluid, sets it on
fire with his Zippo, then tosses it.
The flaming roll of paper towels FLIES through the air.
The fireball lands behind the counter.
The entire counter area immediately BURSTS INTO FLAMES.
Pete screams from behind the counter.
Seth smiles to himself and stands.
Richard shakes his head in amusement and stands.
Pete runs out from behind the counter, ENGULFED IN FLAMES,
still holding his weapon and FIRING.
Seth and Richard hit the ground FIRING their .45's.
Pete, the human torch, FALLS like a tree into the Hostess
Pastry display.
Seth and Richard rise from the rubble.
EXT. BENNY'S WORLD OF LIQUOR - DAY
They exit the store squabbling. The store is bursting into flames.
What did I tell you? What did I
tell you? Buy the road map and
leave.
What am I supposed to do, Seth? He
recognized us.
He didn't recognize shit.
Both Seth and Richard stand on opposite sides of the car.
Seth, I'm telling you, the way he
looked at us -- you especially -- I
knew he knew.
They both climb in the car (Seth behind the wheel). Seth
starts it op. The souped up engine ROARS to life. We can
hear Seth mumbling under the motor.
Low profile. Do you know what the
words "low profile" mean?
CLOSE-UP: SETH'S FOOT PUNCHES GAS.
The Plymouth tears out of the parking lot backwards, hits
the street, and speeds off down the road.
We CRANE UP HIGH to see the car leaving a trail of dust
behind it, as the store burns out of control.
"DIMENSION FILMS PRESENTS"
TITLE SEQUENCE.
Raunchy, honky-tonk MUSIC fills the theater.
CREDIT SEQUENCE ENDS.
CUT TO:
EXT. EMMA AND PETE'S GRAVY TRAIN - DAY
Emma and Pete's Gravy Train is a truck stop of of Highway
290.
SUBTITLE APPEARS AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SCREEN':
FORT STOCKTON 238 MILES FROM THE MEXICAN BORDER
INT. EMMA AND PETE'S GRAVY TRAIN - DAY
Emma and Pete's PATRONS are made up of regulars, truckers,
cowboys and road-weary travelers. The CAMERA DOLLIES
through the maze of tables, patrons, and waitresses.
It stops when it gets to a table occupied by the FULLER
FAMILY. The Fullers definitely fall into the road-weary
category. The members of the unit consist of the father,
JACOB, age 44, an ex-preacher, a good man with rough edges,
and his two children, KATE, age 19, is a young beauty who
possesses what can only be described as as an apple pie
sensuality. She is dressed like a nice Christian girl,
complete with crucifix. SCOTT, age 16, is a Jacob's
Vietnamese adopted son. Scott is a likable, long-haired kid
who always wears a t-shirt with the name of the heavy metal
garage band he plays guitar for, "Precinct 13." The three
of them are wolfing down a late lunch.
We got about two more hours of
daylight left. That'll get us into
El-Paso, which is right next to the
border. We'll stop at a motel --
Stop? We're not going to actually
stop at a motel, are we?
Scott and Kate speak together, obviously repeating something
that Jacob has said about three hundred times.
We've got a Winnebago. We don't
need those overpriced roach havens.
We're self contained.
Okay, Okay, maybe I was a little
overzealous, but give me a break,
I just bought it.
Scott and Kate continue the impersonation.
Why, just look at all this. You
got your kitchen --
-- you got your microwave --
-- you got your sink --
-- you got your shower --
-- see this, television!
Feel this, real wood paneling.
That's real wood, too, not that
fake stuff.
Unless you two wiseacres wanna be
introduced to the joys of
hitchhiking, what say we drop this?
(to Kate)
The truth hurts.
(to Scott)
It's the bitterest of pills.
You two ought to start a stand-up
act, because you're just wasting
your humor on me.
Ain't it the truth.
Why do you want to stop?
I'm exhausted.
Lie in the back, dad, I'll drive us
into Mexico.
Jacob gives Scott a look that says, "You aren't touching my
new motor home."
I just bet you would. Don't even
think about it. Besides, I want to
have one night's sleep in an
honest-to-goodness bed. The beds
in the home are okay, but they're
not like a real bed.
Hey, if we go to a motel, we can
swim.
I'll be right back. I'm gonna go
to the bathroom.
Scott gets up from the table and walks out back to the restroom.
Jacob and Kate are left alone. There's an awkward moment of
silence before...
Dad, when I called the machine to
check our messages there was
one from Bethel Baptist. Mr.
Franklin said he wouldn't
permanently replace you until we
came back. He said when we come
home, if you still feel the same
way --
That's very nice of Ted, but I'll
call him tomorrow and tell him not
to bother waiting.
I didn't want to talk about this in
front of Scott because he gets
upset. But you don't believe in
God anymore?
Not enough to be a pastor. Look, I
know this is hard on you kids.
After Jenny's death, this is
probably the last thing you need.
But I can't do it any longer. My
congregation needs spiritual
leadership. Well, they can't get
that from me anymore. My faith is
gone. To answer your question,
yes, I do believe in Jesus. But do I love
them? No. After Jenny died, I
just thought, what's the point?
(pushing him)
It's just, all our lives you've
been a pastor. For twenty years
you've preached trust in the lord.
And then one day you wake up and
say fuck him?
I didn't say fuck him. I'm just
not connected anymore.
That happens, you'll get it back.
Kate, give your old man a little
credit. Every person who chooses
the service of God as their life's
work has something in common. I
don't care if you're a preacher, a
priest, a nun, a rabbi or a
Buddhist monk. Many, many times
during your life you'll look at
your reflection in the mirror and
ask yourself, am I a fool? We've
all done it. I'm not going through
a lapse. What I've experienced is
closer to awakening. I'm not
trying to shake your faith. I've
just decided not to devote my life
to God anymore.
What do you think Mom would say?
Mom's got nothing to say, she's
dead.
CUT TO:
CLOSE UP: COUNTER BELL. A hand slams down on it. RING.
INT. LOBBY - DEW DROP INN - DAY
Seth stands at the front desk of the Dew Drop Inn. A
standard issue Texas motel. Richard sits outside in the
car. Nobody responds to the bell. Seth BANGS it
impatiently five times.
An OLD TIMER walks through a curtain behind the counter.
He's eating a BBQ rib.
(rough)
Watcha want?
Watcha think I want, ya mean old
bastard? I wanna room.
EXT. COURTYARD - DEW DROP INN - DAY
Richard sits in the car listening to Merle Haggard on the
radio. He watches from his perspective, Seth taking the
walking outside and getting in the car. Seth starts
it up, and drives them to their room.
Do they have cable?
No.
Do they have an X-Rated channel?
No.
Do they have a waterbed?
They don't have anything except
four walls and a roof, and that's
all we need.
Their car drives up to room #9, but they park backing up the
trunk close to the door.
The two brothers get out of the car.
(tossing Richie the motel
keys)
Open the door. We gotta do this
fast.
Richie opens the door.
Seth goes to the trunk, looks around the courtyard. It's
empty.
CLOSE UP: KEY going into the trunk lock, turning.
TRUNK POV: Seth looking into the camera.
SETH'S POV: A WOMAN in her late forties is lying scrunched
up in the trunk.
She is the HOSTAGE BANK TELLER from Abilene. She's stiff,
scared and looks an absolute mess.
The two brothers, quick as lightening, yank the woman out of
the trunk and whisk her into the motel room. SETH closes
the trunk, looks around for any Johnny eye-witnesses,
doesn't see any, slams the door.
INT. SETH AND RICHARD'S ROOM - DAY
Seth turns from the door, see's the hostage woman standing
She shuts up.
Richard slowly takes off his jacket. He winces from his
wound.
He helps him get his jacket off. Richie's white shirt is
bloody around the shoulder area. His wound is wrapped up
underneath.
How's it feel?
How ya think, it hurts like a
son-of-a-bitch.
Richie goes over to the bed and lies down on it. Seth takes
the pillow and stacks them for Richie to prop his back up
against.
I got both rooms on either side of
us, so we don't gotta worry about
eavesdropping assholes. How's that
feel? You okay?
Feels good.
I'm gonna go get the money.
He heads for the door.
EXT. COURTYARD - MOTEL - DAY
Seth goes into the car, takes out a big suitcase. He scans
the perimeter with his eyes, goes back inside.
INT. MOTEL ROOM #9 - DAY
Seth comes back in, lays the suitcase on the bed. Richie
has the T.V. remote control in his hand and he's flipping
stations. Seth looks at his watch.
It's about five o'clock.
(to hostage)
What time does it get dark around
here?
About seven.
Good. I'm going towards the border
to check things out while it's
still daylight. Call Carlos and
arrange the rendezvous.
Hey, when you talk to him, see if
you can arrange a better deal than
thirty percent.
That's their standard deal,
brother. They ain't about to
change it for us.
Did you even to try to negotiate?
These guys ain't spic firecracker
salesman from Tijuna. They don't
even know the meaning of the word
barter. You wanna stay in El Ray?
You give them thirty percent of
your loot. It's scripture. So it
is written, so shall it be done.
You want sanctuary, you pay the
price, and the price is thirty
percent.
All I'm saying --
-- This conversation is over.
Richie shrugs and turns back to T.V.. Seth turns to the
hostage, grabs a chair and slides it up in front of her.
Now, we need to have a talk.
What's your name?
Gloria.
He shakes her hand.
Hello, Gloria, I'm Seth and that's
my brother Richie. Let's cut to
the chase. I'm gonna ask you a
question and all I want is a yes or
no answer. Do you want to live
through this?
Yes.
Good. Then let me explain the
house rules. Follow the rules,
we'll get along like a house on
fire. Rule number one: No noise,
no question. You make a noise...
(he holds up his .45)
...Mr. 45 makes a noise. You ask
a question, Mr. 45 answers it.
Now are you absolutely, positively
clear about rule number one?
Yes.
Rule number two: You do what we
say, when we say it. If you don't
see rule number one.
Seth takes the .45, places the barrel next to the woman's
cheek. She squirms and shuts her eyes. He pulls back the
hammer.
SETH
Rule number three: Don't you ever
try and fuckin' run on us. 'Cause
I got five little friends, and they
all run faster'n you can. Got it?
She nods her head yes.
He takes the gun away and replaces the hammer.
She does.
Gloria, you hang in there, follow
the rules, and don't fuck with us,
you'll get out of this alive. I
give you my word. Okay?
She nods her head yes.
Seth rises.
He exits.
Richard looks to the T.V., then looks to Gloria sitting
across the room in the chair.
Wanna come up here on the bed and
watch T.V. with me?
You can tell she doesn't want to.
He pats the empty space next to him.
She gets out of her chair, walks across the bed and sits
next to him.
EXT. PHONE BOOTH - DAY
A phone booth outside of a gas station. Seth is in the
middle of a conversation with the party on the other end.
Seth speaks Spanish and his dialog is subtitled into English
beneath him.
This scene was cut from the film, although it WAS filmed.
Things are real hot here.
Crossing's gonna be a bitch.
(pause)
Don't worry, we'll get across. But
when we do, where do we go?
(pause)
Can we make it as close to the
border as possible? Texas wants
our balls. The quicker we're in
your protection, the better I'll
feel.
(pause)
Okay, where?
(pause; he says it in
English)
The Titty Twister?
(he laughs)
I love it already. Okay, Carlos,
I'll see you and your men at the
(in English) "Titty Twister"
tomorrow morning.
(pause)
Bye, my friend.
Seth hangs up the phone, lights up a cigarette with his
Zippo lighter and exits frame. After Seth exits, leaving the frame empty,
a subtitle appears:
EL PASO
5 MILES FROM THE MEXICAN BORDER
CUT TO:
INT. SETH AND RICHARD'S MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Richard lies on the bed by himself, propped up by pillows, watching T.V.,
taking on hits from a water bong in the
shape of a wizard.
ON T.V.
A local newscaster named KELLY HOUGE is reporting a story
about the brothers.
(talking to camera)
This bloody crime spree started
just a week ago today. The oldest
of the two brothers...
MUG SHOT OF SETH
Seth Gecko was serving time in
Rolling's Kansas State Penitentiary
bank robbery in which two law
enforcement officers lost their
lives.
BACK TO KELLY
Having served eight years of his
twenty-two year sentence, Seth
Gecko was brought to Wichita
Municipal court house for his first
parole hearing. It was while at
the court house that this man...
MUG SHOT OF RICHARD GECKO
... his younger brother Richard
Gecko, a known armed robber and sex
offender, pulled off a daring
daylight escape.
BACK TO KELLY
Resulting in the death of four
Wichita law enforcement officers,
and this woman...
PHOTO OF WOMAN SMILING
Heide Vogel, sixth grade teacher
who was run over by the Geckos
during a high speed pursuit through
downtown Wichita.
MAP OF AMERICA
A red line travels from Wichita to Oklahoma.
From there the brothers traveled
from Kansas through Oklahoma...
The red line enters Texas and the camera moves into Texas.
... into the great state of Texas,
And then finally...
WE ZOOM in on a red-circled Abilene.
We hear GUNFIRE and SCREAMS.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE CRIMINAL COURT BUILDING - DAY
Kelly Houge walks down the court house steps of the criminal
courts building of Abilene. She talks to the camera. Cops,
lawyers and citizens bustle in the b.g.
The list of the dead climbed up
three more notches since our last
telecast.
CUT TO:
PHOTO: OFFICER SHERMAN GOODELL in full police uniform.
Officer Sherman Goodell, who was in
intensive care following the gun
battle outside of the Valley
Federal bank building...
CUT TO:
EXT. COURTHOUSE - DAY
Kelly Houge standing on the court house steps talking into
the camera.
...died about forty-five minutes
ago at Hopkins General hospital.
And about six hours ago, during a
daylight liquor store robbery in
Big Springs, The Gecko Brothers
killed another Texas Ranger...
CUT TO:
PHOTO: EARL MCGRAW in uniform.
CUT TO:
PHOTO: PETE in a Hawaiian shirt holding up a big fish.
...and liquor store clerk Pete
Bottoms.
CUT TO:
VIDEO FOOTAGE: Of Benny's World of Liquor burning down.
Then they proceeded to burn the
store down to the ground.
CUT TO:
VIDEO GRAPHIC: Picture of The Gecko Brothers with a tally
underneath:
THE GECKO BROTHERS
WICHITA JAIL BREAK
VALLEY FEDERAL BANK ROBBERY
BIG SPRINGS CONVENIENCE STORE ROBBERY
DEATH TOLL
13
TEXAS RANGERS POLICE OFFICERS CIVILIANS
4 7 2
That changes the death toll to
fifteen.
(It changes under "death
toll")
Five Texas Rangers...
(it changes)
Eight police officers
(it changes)
Three civilians.
(it changes)
CUT TO:
BACK TO KELLY
CUT TO:
PHOTO: GLORIA HILL
... bank teller and mother of four,
Gloria Hill.
KELLY TO CAMERA
Heading the case to bring these
fugitives to justice is F.B.I.
agent Stanley Chase. We talked
with agent Chase earlier this
afternoon.
CUT TO:
VIDEO INTERVIEW
Kelly Houge interviewing STANLEY CHASE of the F.B.I.
For the time being we are very
confident we will aprehend the
fugitives in the next forty-eight
hours. The Bureau, local law
enforcement and the Texas Rangers
have all joined forces in forming a
dragnet to snare Seth and Richard
Gecko.
Agent Chase, does it appear that
they are heading for Mexico.
Yes, it does, Kelly. We have
already alerted the Mexican
authorities. They intend to
cooperate every way possible in
bringing these fugitives to
justice.
Are you optimistic about the safety
of the hostage they took in
Abilene, Gloria Hill?
We've received no news one way or
the other. We can only hope for
the best.
What about the report from an
eyewitness at the liquor store who
said one of the brothers was shot?
This can't be confirmed at this
time, but we do believe it to be
true. We have reason to believe it
was the youngest brother Richard,
and he was shot in the vicinity of
his neck and shoulders by the
store's clerk.
Is it safe to assume that because
the death count involved and the
loss of life of law enforcement
officers, that the Bureau, the
Rangers and the Police force are
taking this manhunt personally?
I would say that's a very safe
assumption.
CUT TO:
Richard smiles.
This line was cut from the final film.
(Newscaster's voice)
Is it safe to assume since the law
enforcement authorities in the
great state of Texas are
homosexuals of a sick and deviate
nature, that they will be too busy
fucking each other up the ass to
actually catch The Gecko Brothers?
(in an FBI voice)
I would say that's a very safe assumption.
He changes a channel on the television. We
see a Casper the Friendly Ghost cartoon on the screen.
Would you play with me?
A big burly COP turns around.
Sure, little boy... A GHOST!!!
The cop heads for the hills. Casper cries.
Seth enters the room carrying a six pack of beer and two
take-out bags of Big Kahuna burgers.
Shit, I started to get worried.
Where the fuck ya been?
Sight seein'.
What'd ya see?
Cops.
Didya look at the border?
Seth dumps the burgers on the bed. Both men pop open beers
and Richard goes to town on a hamburger. Seth flips off the
T.V.
Yeah, I saw the border. Through
binoculars from on top of a high
building. That's about as close
as I risked getting. What's the
T.V. say?
They're going to apprehend us in
forty-eight hours.
Seth sits down and takes a hit off his beer.
(to himself)
I gotta figure a way to get across
that goddamn border. Longer we
fuck around El Paso our lives ain't
worth a shit.
Look, fuck the border. Let's just
dig in and wait for things to cool
down.
Richie, it's gonna get a lot
fuckin' worse before it gets any
fuckin' better. We showed our ass
in Texas. We killed Texas fuckin'
Rangers. They ain't gonna stop
lookin' till they find us, and when
they find us, they're gonna kill
us. Texans take it very personal
when ya kill their law enforcement
officers. The El Paso police have
already started a motel and hotel
search for us.
How do you know?
I heard it on the radio. We gotta
get our asses into Mexico tonight.
Carlos is gonna meet us tomorrow
morning at a rendezvous on the
other side, then Carlos and his
boys will escort us to El Ray
and --
Seth stops talking and looks around.
Seth's out of his chair.
What'd ya mean, what? The fuckin'
woman, the hostage. Where the fuck
is she, Richard!?
She's in the other room.
What the fuck is she doin' there?!
He goes to the door of the adjoining room.
Seth, before you open the door, let
me explain what happened.
Seth stops and looks at his brother. He knows what he
means. He can't say anything, only point at his younger
sibling. Then he BURSTS open the door.
The dead, naked body of Gloria Hill lies on the bed. It's
obvious Richard raped and killed her.
Seth covers his eyes with his hands. He slowly enters the room with the
dead body.
(to himself)
Oh, Richard, what's wrong with you?
Richard rises from the bed.
Now, Seth, before you flip out, let
me just explain what happened.
Seth slowly turns to his brother, then walks toward him.
Richard backs up.
Yeah, explain it to me. I need an
explanation. What's the matter
with you?
(low and calm)
There's nothing wrong with me,
brother. That woman tried to
escape and I did what I had to do.
No.
(pause)
That woman wouldn't of said shit if
she had a mouthful.
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong,
wrong, wrong! Once you left, she
became a whole different person.
(slowly approaching)
Is it me? Is it my fault?
It's not your fault, it's her
fault!
Seth grabs Richard and THROWS him in the corner of the room,
holding tightly to his wrist.
Is this my fault? Do you think
this is what I am?
What?
This is not me! I am a
professional fucking thief. I
steal money. You try to stop me,
god help you. But I don't kill
people I don't have to, and I don't
rape women. What you doin' ain't
how it's done. Do you understand?
Seth, if you were me --
Just say yes! Nothing else, just
say yes.
Yes.
Yes, Seth, I understand.
Yes, Seth, I understand.
Seth hugs his little brother. Tight.
(whispers in Richie's
ear)
We get into Mexico, it's gonna be
sweet Rosemary, 100 proof liquor,
and rice and beans. None of this
shit's gonna matter.
INT. MOTOR HOME - NIGHT
Scott and Kate are in the front seat of their parked motor
home. The motor home's parked in front of the Dew Drop
Inn's front office. We see Jacob inside getting a room from
the Old Timer.
I can't believe he's stopping here.
This place looks totally cruddy.
Jacob walks out of the office. Kate yells from the motor
home.
Dad, why are we stopping here?
He opens the meter home door and climbs in.
There's nothing wrong with this
place.
It's a flop house.
It's not a flop house. It's basic
and simple. That doesn't make it a
flop house.
If it doesn't have a pool, we're
looking for a new place.
Starting the huge car and slowly maneuvering it through the
courtyard.
It has a bed. That's all I care
about.
Other places have beds, they also
have cable T.V., a gym, room
service...
EXT. COURTYARD - NIGHT
Seth walks out of room #9 with a beer in his hand. He's
thinking about how he's going to get over the border
tonight. Lost in thought, he steps out in the path of the
Fuller's motor home.
Jacob slams on the brakes.
Seth jumps back, startled.
Both Kate and Scott are TOSSED out of their seats onto the
floor. THUD... THUD...
Jacob (pissed) honks his horn at Seth and yells out the
window.
Watch where you're going!
THROUGH WINDSHIELD
Seth just stands right in their way without moving, gazing
up at the giant motor home.
JACOB BEHIND THE WHEEL
Kate and Scott join him up front looking at this weirdo.
What's this guy's problem?
I have no idea.
Seth continues standing in their way, making no attempt to
move. Not threatening, just looking at them.
HONK!
The horn snaps Seth back to this world. A smile breaks out
on the escaped fugitive's face and he politely steps to one
side to let them pass.
Pass they do!
The Sword of Damocles is lifted from above Seth's head.
He's just solved a problem that a mere thirty seconds ago
seemed unsolvable. He knows exactly how he's going to cross
the border. Whistling a happy tune, he turns and walks back
into room #9.
INT. FULLERS' MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
The Fullers are in room 12. It's identical to the one that
the Gecko boys are in, except that the paintings above the
beds are different. Jacob has fallen asleep in his clothes
on the bed.
Scott sits in a chair, headphones on, playing an unplugged
electric guitar. Kate is nowhere in sight.
KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK... on the door.
Scott doesn't hear shit but his music.
Jacob stirs a bit, but doesn't wake up.
POUND... POUND... POUND... on the door.
Jacob SPRINGS UP. He looks over at Scott, who, lost in
guitar heaven, is oblivious of the knocker, then to the
door.
From the other side of the door comes a friendly voice.
I'm your neighbor in room 9, I
hate to disturb you, but I'd like
to ask a favor.
Jacob swings his feet to the floor, stands up and walks to
the door. As he passes Scott, he says, in his direction --
I hope none of this is disturbing
you.
Scott can't hear him, but when he sees his dad look at him,
he smiles.
Jacob opens the door and sees...
... Richard Gecko standing in the doorway, looking like the
nicest guy in the entire world.
Hi there, I'm from room 9, my name
is Don Cornelius. No, not the Don
Cornelius from Soul Train. Me and
my lady friend need some ice and we
don't seem to have an ice bucket.
Could we possibly borrow yours?
I'll bring it right back.
(still partially asleep)
Sure.
We follow Jacob as he turns to the dresser to get the motel
ice bucket. He grabs it, turns back to the door, takes a
couple of steps towards it, then stops:in his tracks.
He sees Richard and Seth both inside the room with the door
closed, both with .45's in their hands, both aimed at him.
Seth SLUGS Jacob in the mouth, KNOCKING him to the ground.
Scott suddenly becomes aware of what's going on around him
and instinctively stands. Richard shoves his .45 in Scott's
mouth.
Scott lowers himself back down onto his seat.
Jacob lifts his head off the floor and wipes blood away from
his lip. He looks at his opponent who stands over him.
(to Jacob)
What's your name?
Jacob.
Okay, Jacob, get up and sit your
ass down on the bed. Make a wrong
move and I'll shoot you in the
face.
Jacob rises and sits on the edge of the bed.
(to Richard)
Okay, move the Jap over there.
Keeping the gun in Scott's mouth, Richard makes Scott
.., guiding him over to the bed by his father.
Richard removes the gun from Scott's mouth and stands next
to his brother, looking down at their two hostages.
(to his hostages)
What's the story with you two? You
a couple of fags?
He's my son.
How does that happen? You don't
look Japanese.
Neither does he. He looks
Vietnamese.
Oh, well, excuse me all to hell.
What's this about, money?
It's about money, all right, but
not yours. You see, me and my
brother here are in a little hot
water and we need your assistance.
The door to room #12 opens and a dripping wet, bikini clad
Kate walks in.
The brothers spin their guns in her direction.
Kate, startled, screams.
Jacob and Scott get on their feet and move forward.
Seth spins back towards the two men, gun ready to spit.
(to Scott and Jacob)
Stop!
Jacob and Scott freeze.
Richard moves like quicksilver, shutting the door and
positioning himself behind the terrified Kate.
What's going on?
We're having a wet bikini contest,
and you just won.
(to Kate)
It's okay, honey. Everything's
going to be all right.
Just listen to daddy, sugar, and
don't do nothin' stupid.
(he turns to Jacob and
Scott who are still
standing)
You two, Simon says sit the fuck
down!
They slowly sit.
Richard can't take his eyes off the dripping wet Kate.
Both Jacob and Seth see this and neither men like it. Both
for their own reasons.
(to Jacob)
Where are the keys to the motor
home?
On the dresser.
Richie, take the keys. Start that
big bastard up, and drive it up
front,
Richard doesn't move from his position behind Kate.
Kate feels his eyes on her.
She slowly turns and looks at him,
He looks in her face.
CU KATE
She smiles at him.
Richie, will you do me a favor and
eat my pussy?
CU RICHARD
Richard's eyes go to Seth.
Everybody is where they were. Kate never turned around.
Not when you get around to it, now.
Without saying a word, he takes the keys and leaves the
room.
(pointing at Kate)
You, Gidget, go in the bathroom and
put on some clothes.
She grabs some clothes from the floor and moves towards the
bathroom.
Seth GRABS her wrist.
Seth grabs a chair and slides it up to his two male
hostages.
Sorry, Pops, it ain't gonna be that
easy.
We hear the motor home "HONK" twice outside.
Get ready to move out, we're all
going on a little ride.
Jacob shakes his head "no."
Not a chance.
come again?
If you're taking people, take me.
But my kids aren't going anywhere
with you.
Sorry, I need everybody.
My children are not going with you,
and that's that.
(angry)
That's not fuckin' that...
(holds up his gun)
this is fuckin' this.
(he calms down and looks
at Scott)
Go sit over there.
Scott gets up and walks to the other side of the room,
leaving the two men alone. Seth speaks in a quiet,
conversational tone.
I ain't got time to fuck around
with you, so I'll make this simple.
Take your kids and get in the car,
or I'll execute all three of you
right now.
(he cocks the gun and
puts it right in Jacob's
What's it gonna be, yes or no
answer?
Jacob looks at him.
Yes.
Good.
(to Scott)
Your old man's all right, he just
saved your life.
Seth BANGS on the bathroom door.
The bathroom door opens. Kate stands there, wearing a
Bullwinkle t-shirt, jeans and bare feet.
Okay, ramblers, let's get to
rambling.
CUT TO:
EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT
The motor home with the powder keg interior drives through
the Lone Star night.
INT. MOTOR HOME NIGHT
Richard's in the back bed area with a gun trained on Rate
and Scott. The two scared siblings hold hands.
Richard zeros in on her.
What?
where are you taking us?
Mexico.
What's in Mexico?
Mexicans.
He doesn't smile.
In the front part of the motor home, Jacob sits behind the
wheel, driving into the night. Seth sits in the passenger
seat, going through Jacob's wallet and talking to him
calmly.
(reading his driver's
Jacob Fuller. Jacob, that's
biblical, ain't it? What am I
askin' for, of course it is.
(motioning behind him)
What are their names?
Scott and Kate.
Seth repeats the names as he thumbs through the wallet.
Scott and Kate... Kate and Scott...
Scott Fuller... Kate Fuller...
Seth comes to a snapshot of Jacob and his wife.
Who's this?
My wife.
Where is the little lady?
In heaven.
She's dead?
Yes, she is.
How'd she die?
Auto wreck.
Come on, gimme some more details.
How'd it happen? Some fuckin'
drunk kill her?
No. It was a rainy night, the
brakes on the car weren't great.
She had to stop suddenly. She slid
on the road, she crashed, she died.
Died instantly?
Not quite. She was trapped in the
wreck for about six hours before
she passed on.
Whewww! Those acts of God really
stick it in and break it off, don't
they?
Yes they do.
Seth looks back at the wallet. He sees Jacob's minister's
license.
Is this real?
Yes.
I've seen one of these before. A
friend of mine had himself declared
a minister of his own religion. A
way to fuck the I.R.S. Is that
what you're doing, or are you the
real McCoy?
Real McCoy.
You're a preacher?
I was a minister.
Was? As in not anymore?
Yes.
Why'd ya quit?
I think I've gotten about as up
close and personal with you as I'm
gonna get. Now if you need me like
I think you need me, you're not
gonna kill me 'cause I won't answer
your stupid, prying questions. So,
with all due respect, mind your own
business.
I seem to have touched a nerve.
Don't be so sensitive, Pops, let's
keep this friendly. But you're
right, enough with the getting to
know you shit. Now, there's two
ways we can play this hand.
One way is me and you go round an'
round all fuckin' night. The other
way, is we reach some sort of an
understanding. Now, if we go down
that first path at the end of the
day, I'll win. But we go down the
second, we'll both win. Now, I
don't give a rat's ass about you or
your fuckin' family. Y'all can
live forever or die this second and
I don't care which. The only
things I do care about are me
that son-of-a-bitch in the back,
and our money. And right now I
need to get those three things into
Mexico. Now, stop me if I'm wrong,
but I take it you don't give a shit
about seeing me and my brother
receiving justice, or the bank
getting its money back. Right now
all you care about is the safety of
your daughter, your son and
possibly yourself. Am I correct?
Yes.
I thought so. You help us get
across the border without incident,
stay with us the rest of the night
without trying anything funny, and
in the morning we'll let you and
your family go. That way everybody
gets what they want. You and your
kids get out of this alive and we
get into Mexico. Everybody's
happy.
How do I know you'll keep your
word?
Jesus Christ, Pops, don't start
with this shit.
You want me to sit here and be
passive.The only way being
passive in this
situation makes sense is if I
believe you'll let us go. I'm not
there yet. You have to convince me
you're telling the truth.
Look, dickhead, the only thing you
need to be convinced about is that
you're stuck in a situation with a
coupla real mean motorscooters. I
don't wanna hafta worry about you
all fuckin' night. And I don't
think you wanna be worrying about
my brother's intentions toward your
daughter all night. You notice the
way he looked at her, didn't ya?
Yes.
Didn't like it, did ya?
No, I didn't.
Didn't think so. So, as I was
saying, I'm willing to make a deal.
You behave, get us into Mexico, and
don't try to escape. I'll keep my
brother off your daughter and let
you all loose in the morning.
You won't let him touch her?
I can handle Richie, don't worry.
The two men look at each other for some measure of trust.
Seth sticks out his hand.
Seth can't help but think about the last time he gave his
word.
(hand sticks out)
My words, my law. Better you not
take it, and that's just where we
are, then take it and not mean it.
Jacob takes his hand, but looks right into Seth.
If he touches her, I'll kill him.
I don't give a fuck how many guns
you have, nothing will stop me from
killing him.
Fair enough. You break your word,
I'll kill all of you.
(calling to the back)
Kate, honey!
Yeah.
You must have a bible in here,
don'tcha?
Yeah, we got a bible.
Get it and bring it up here, will
ya, please?
Kate goes into a drawer, pulls out a bible and brings it up
front.
Hold it right there, sweetie pie.
(to Jacob)
Put your hand on it.
Jacob does.
TIME CUT TO:
INT. MOTOR HOME - NIGHT
Richard's in the back with Kate and Scott. Richard,
expressionless, looks at Kate's bare feet.
SLOW ZOOM KATE'S BARE FEET
EX CU KATE'S TOES. They wiggle.
His eyes go to her hands.
SLOW ZOOM KATE'S HANDS
EX CU KATE'S FINGERS
His eyes go to her neck.
SLOW ZOOM NAPE OF KATE'S NECK
EX CU KATE'S ADAM'S APPLE. She swallows.
His eyes move up.
SIDE PROFILE OF KATE, SLOW ZOOM TO KATE'S LIPS
Back to Richard.
Didya mean what you said back
there?
Kate turns to him.
What?
In the room. Were you serious, or
were you just foolin' around? I'm
just bringing it up, 'cause if you
really want me to do that for you I
will,
Do what?
(in a whisper)
What you said to me in the room.
(whispers back)
What did I say?
(whisper)
You asked me if I would --
Richard!
(to Seth)
What?
Seth and Jacob.
I told you to watch those kids, I
didn't say talk to 'em. You guys
ain't got nothin' to say to one
another. So cut the chatter.
Richard turns to Kate.
(quiet)
We'll talk later.
Kate still hasn't a clue what he means.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE MEXICAN BORDER - NIGHT
Automobiles are lined up, waiting one by one to go into
Mexico. Cop cars with their red and blue lights flashing
are all over the place. Border Patrol men and Police are
stopping all cars. Pulling up to the end of the line is the
Fuller's mobile home.
INT. MOBILE HOME - NIGHT
Jacob at the wheel, Seth in the passenger seat. Seth jumps
up and goes into action.
Okay everybody, it's show time.
Richie, take Kate in the bathroom.
Richard grabs the terrified Kate and drags her in the
bathroom,
Scott, you come up front with your
daddy.
Scott does. Seth, keeping low, gets behind Jacob.
I'm telling you, don't hurt her.
As long as you're cool, she'll be
cool. What're ya gonna say?
I don't have the slightest idea.
Well, you just keep thinkin' of
that gun next to Kate's temple.
Seth disappears into the bathroom with Kate and Richard,
closing the door behind him.
Father and son are alone for the first time since this whole
thing began.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna try and get us across the
border.
No, dad, you gotta tell 'em that
they're back there.
Jacob is surprised to hear Scott say this.
INT. BATHROOM - MOBILE HOME - NIGHT
The bathroom, which consists of a shower, a toilet and a
small sink, is a tight fit with three people in it.
Richard has his back against the wall, with his arm around
Kate, holding her in front of him. One hand is over her
mouth, the other holds a .45 against her head.
Kate's eyes are wide with fear.
Seth stands, .45 in hand, ready to fire if the wrong person
should open the door.
Everybody talks low and quiet.
This isn't gonna work.
Shut up. It's gonna work just
fine,
I just want to go on record as
saying this is a bad idea.
Duly noted. Now, shut up.
Everyone's quiet for a second, till Richard breaks it.
(to himself)
They're gonna search the van.
(offhand)
As long as you don't act like a
fuckin' nut, we'll be just fine.
What does that mean?
(distracted)
What?
Richard lets Kate go, she quickly moves to the side.
You just called me a fuckin' nut.
No, I didn't.
Yes, you did. You said as long as
I don't act like a fuckin' nut,
implying that I've been acting like
a fuckin' nut.
Take a pill, kid. I just meant
stay cool.
You meant that, but you meant the
other, too.
Kate can't believe what she's watching.
Neither can Seth.
(serious as a heart
attack)
This ain't the time, Richard.
(his voice rising)
Fuck those spic pigs! You called
me a fuckin' nut, and where I come
from, that stops the train on its
tracks.
(real quiet and violent)
Keep your voice down.
(quiet back)
Or what?
BACK TO JACOB AND SCOTT
Have you forgotten about your
sister?
They're gonna kill us. They get us
across the border, they're gonna
take us out in the desert and shoot
us.
If they get over the border,
they're gonna let us go.
Dad, I watch those reality shows.
They never let anybody go. Any cop
will tell you, in a situation like
this, you get a chance, you go for
it. This is our chance.
What about Kate?
They're gonna kill her anyway. At
least now with all these cops we've
got a fighting chance.
Son, I have this situation under
control. I know exactly what I'm
doing. You're going to have to
trust me on this.
If trusting you means trusting
those fuckin' killers, I can't do
that. If you don't tell the cops,
I will.
Jacob grabs Scott by the front of his shirt, and yanks him
to him.
Now, you listen to me. You ain't
gonna do a goddamn fucking thing,
you hear me! Nobody cares what you
think, I'm running this show, I
make the decisions.
He's running the show.
I'm running the show. I make the
plays, and you back the plays I
make. Stop thinking with your
fucking balls. Kate in a room with
a couple of desperate men with
nothing to fucking lose ain't the
time to "go for it." I need your
cover. Cover my ass.
There's a HONK behind them.
They both look out the window.
It's their turn with the BORDER PATROL GUARDS.
JACOB takes the wheel and drives up.
A stern BORDER GUARD approaches JACOB'S window.
How many with you?
Just my son and I.
What is your purpose in Mexico?
Vacation. I'm taking him to see his first bullfight.
BACK TO BATHROOM
I'm curious. What was the nuttiest
thing I did?
This ain't the time.
oh, I know, was it possibly when
your ass was rotting in jail and I
broke it out? Yeah, you're right,
that was pretty fuckin' nutty. Not
to mention stupid. But you know
what? I can fix that right now.
SETH HAULS off and PUNCHES Richard smack in the head.
Richard HITS the floor,
Guard, Jacob, and Scott hear Richard fall in the bathroom.
What was that?
Oh, that's just my daughter in the
bathroom.
You said it was just you and your son.
I meant me, my son and my daughter.
CU BORDER GUARD
Open the door. I'm coming aboard.
BACK TO BATHROOM
CU KATE
We can only see Kate's face. It's scared. We hear rustling
around the bathroom, but we don't know what it is.
Then it's quiet. Then we hear talking outside the door, but
we can't make it out. Then we hear a knock.
I'm in the bathroom.
It's the Border Patrol. Open up.
It's open.
We hear the door open and see the light change on Kate's
face. She's looking up.
BORDER GUARD in the doorway looking in.
HE SEES: Kate by herself, pants around her ankles, sitting
on the toilet.
Do you mind? Shut the fucking
door.
Excuse me.
He closes the door.
Kate lets out a breath.
We wait a beat, Seth pulls back the curtain in the shower,
we see Richie on the floor of the shower knocked out.
Seth and Kate meet eyes.
He gives her the O.K. signal.
CUT TO:
BACK WINDOW MOTOR HOME
We see through the back window of the motor home, the border
getting smaller as we drive away from it.
Scott knocks on the bathroom door.
Seth BURSTS out of the bathroom.
Goddamn, that was. intense!
Seth goes to the back window. He sees the border getting
farther and farther away. No cars following.
(to himself)
We did it.
(pause)
We're in Mexico.
Seth throws his head back and SCREAMS for joy.
Kate, emerging from the bathroom, reacts to Seth's scream,
along with Scott.
Seth is so happy that he does a little jig in the back of
the van.
Everybody else is still tense as shit. But Seth lets go of
all his tension, and becomes a new man before our eyes. he
turns to Kate.
(loud and happy)
Come here, Kate!
Kate, nervous, takes a step back.
He charges for her. GRABS her, hugs her around her waist,
and spins her around. When he lets her go, she stumbles
dizzily onto the bed.
(to Kate)
You were magnificent! You told him
to shut the fucking door.
I'm hiding in the shower, and I'm
thinking to myself, "Did I just
fuckin' hear what I just fuckin'
heard? And what does he do -- he
shuts the fucking door!
Kate kind of half smiles.
If I was a bit younger, baby, I'd
fuckin' marry you!
Seth goes up front and slaps Jacob on the back.
I gotta hand it to ya, Pops, you
raised a fuckin' woman.
Jacob doesn't share Seth's enthusiasm, but he is relieved.
We did our part, we gotcha in
Mexico. Now it's time for your
part, letting us go.
Pops, when you're right, you're
right, and you are right.
(suddenly brightens)
You're gonna let us go?
In the morning, darlin', in the
morning, we are G-O-N-E and you are
F-R-E-E. Now, I know I put you
guys through hell, and I know I've
been one rough pecker, but from
here on end you guys are in my cool
book. Scotty, help me pick Richie
up, and lay him down. Jacob, keep
going on this road till you get to
a sign that says, "Digayo." When
you get to Digayo, turn this big
bastard left, go on down for a few
miles, then you see a bar called,
"The Titty Twister." From what I
hear, you can't miss it.
Then?
Then stop, 'cause that's where
we're going.
He slaps him once again on the back, and leaves to attend to
Richard.
CUT TO:
CLOSE-UP RICHARD without glasses. Unconscious, Seth slaps
his face.
C'mon, kid, wake up. Don't make a
career out of it.
Richard starts coming to and opens his eyes.
Seth sits at the foot of the bed.
You okay?
(disoriented)
Yeah, I think so. What happened?
I don't know, you just passed out.
I did?
Yeah, we were just standing there.
You said something about your
shoulder hurting, then you just hit
the ground like a sack of potatoes.
Really?
Yeah, when you fell your head
smacked the toilet hard. It scared
the shit outta me. Sure you're
okay?
Yeah, I guess. I'm just a little
fucked up.
Well, let me tell ya something,
gonna clear your head right up. We
are officially Mexicans.
What?
We are...
(singing)
"South of the border down Mexico
way. "
We are?
Yep. We're heading for the
rendezvous right now. We get
there, we pound booze till Carlos
shows up, he escorts us to El Ray.
And then me and you, brother, kick
fuckin' back. How ya like them
apples?
Slowly shaking the cobwebs out of his head.
Far out.
(pause)
Where are my glasses?
They broke when you fell.
Oh, fuck, Seth, that's my only
pair!
Don't worry about it, we'll get you
some glasses.
Whatdya mean, don't worry about it.
Of course I'm gonna worry about it,
I can't fuckin' see.
When we get to El Ray, I'll take
care of it.
Yeah, like a Mexican
hole-in-the-wall's gonna have my
fuckin' prescription.
It's not a big deal, unless you
make it a big deal. Now, I'm real
happy, Richie, stop bringing me
down with bullshit.
Jacob calls to the back.
CUT TO:
A neon sign that flashes:
THE TITTY TWISTER
Hiker/Trucker bar, Dusk till Dawn"
Underneath the joint's proud name on the sign, and on top of
"Biker/Trucker bar, Dusk till Dawn" is a well-endowed woman,
whose breast is being twisted by a neon hand.
EXT. THE TITTY TWISTER NIGHT
The neon sign sits on top of the rudest, sleaziest, most
crab-infested, strip joint, honky-tonk whorehouse in all of
Mexico.
The Titty Twister is located out in the middle of
nowheresville. It sits by itself with nothing around it for
miles. A plethora of choppers and eighteen wheelers are
parked out in front. The walls almost pulsate from the
LOUD, RAUNCHY MUSIC within the structure. Signs cover the
walls outside reading things like:
"NUDE DANCING,"
"WHORES,"
"BEER,"
"AUTHENTIC MEXICAN FOOD,"
"BIKERS AND TRUCKERS ONLY,"
"OPEN DUSK TILL DAWN,"
"THURSDAY COCKFIGHT NIGHT,"
"WEDNESDAY DOGFIGHT NIGHT,"
"DONKEY SHOW MONDAYS,"
"EVERY FRIDAY BARE KNUCKLE FIGHT TO THE DEATH, FEATURING THE LOVELY SANTANICO PANDEMONIUM,"
"ATHENA AND DANNY THE WONDER PONY,"
and
"THE SLEAZY TITTY TWISTER DANCERS."
In the parking lot, a BIKER and a TRUCK DRIVER beat the shit
out of each other, one with a pipe, the other with a hammer.
A SECOND BIKER fucks a Titty Twister WHORE against the wall.
A greasy man, known as CHET PUSSY, stands in the parking
lot, soliciting customers through a Mr. Microphone.
Pussy, pussy, pussy! All pussy
must go. At the Titty Twister
we're slashing pussy in half! This
is a pussy blow out! Make us an
offer on our vast selection of
pussy! We got white pussy, black
pussy, Spanish pussy, yellow pussy,
hot pussy, cold pussy, wet pussy,
tight pussy, big pussy, bloody
pussy, fat pussy, hairy pussy,
smelly pussy, velvet pussy, silk
pussy, Naugahyde pussy, snappin'
pussy, horse pussy, dog pussy, mule
pussy, fake pussy! If we don't
have it, you don't want it!
The Fullers' recreational vehicle pulls into the parking lot
and stops.
INT. MOTOR HOME - NIGHT
What's left of the Fuller family and the Gecko family look
out the windshield onto the sight that is the Titty Twister.
(to the group)
Okay, troops, this is the home
stretch. Here's the deal; this
place closes at dawn. Carlos is
gonna meet us here sometime before
dawn. Which by my guesstimate is
somewhere between three or four
hours from now. So we're gonna go
in there, take a seat, have a drink
-- have a bunch of drinks, and wait
for Carlos. That could be an hour,
that could be three hours, I don't
know which. But when he gets here,
me and Richie are going to leave
with him. After we split, you guys
are officially out of this stew
pot. Let me just say I'm real
happy about where we're at. We got
a real nice, "I don't fuck with you
-- you don't fuck with me" attitude
going on. Now, if everybody just
keeps playin' it cool -- and I'm
talking to you, too, Richie --
everybody's gonna get what they
want. Comprende, amigos?
Everybody nods and mutters in agreement.
Okay hard drinkers, let's drink
hard. I'm buyin'
EXT. PARKING LOT - NIGHT
The camper door FLIES OPEN and the two brothers and the
Fuller family step out into the night.
They look across the parking lot at the Titty Twister. It
literally looks in some ways like the entrance to hell.
Out of the stew pot and into the
fire.
Shit, I been to bars make this
place look like a fuckin' 4-H club.
I gotta say I'm with Jacob on this.
I been to some fucked up places in
my time, but that place is fucked
up.
Seth can't believe it.
(in a baby talk voice)
Aww-w, whatsa matter, is the little
baby too afraid to go into the big
scary bar?
The two brothers square off, not like strangers fighting,
but like brothers fight. They talk real quiet, but real
personal.
That's what you think?
That's how you're lookin', Richie.
I'm lookin' scared?
That's what you look like.
You know what you look like?
No, Richie, what do I look like?
You're lookin' green.
That's not what Seth expected to hear.
How?
Where are you right now?
What do you mean?
Where are you?
I'm here with you.
No, you're not. You're sippin'
margaritas in El Ray. But we're
not in El Ray. We're here --
getting ready to go in there.
You're so pleased with yourself
about getting into Mexico, you
think the job's down. It ain't.
Get back on the clock. That's a
fuck-with-you-bar. We hang around
there for a coupla hours, in all
likelihood, we'll get fucked with.
So get your shit together, brother.
My shit is together.
It don't look together.
Well, it is. Just because I'm
happy doesn't mean I'm on vacation.
You're just not used to seein' me
happy, 'cause it's been about
fifteen fuckin' years since I been
happy. But my shit is forever
together.
Richard believes Seth's response.
They walk toward the bar's entrance.
Chet Pussy talks into the microphone.
(yelling into the
microphone)
Take advantage of our penny pussy
sale. Buy any piece of pussy at
our regular price, you get another
piece of pussy, of equal or lesser
value, for a penny. Now try and.
beat pussy for a penny! If you can
find cheaper pussy anywhere, fuck
it!
Chet notices our heroes, especially young Kate.
(in microphone, towards
Kate)
What's this? A new flavor
approaching. Apple Pie Pussy.
Step aside, asshole.
Chet POKES HIS FINGER in Seth's CHEST.
Seth GRABS HOLD of Chet's FINGER, BENDS it BACKWARDS till
the BONE SNAPS in two.
Chet lets out a SCREAM.
Seth VIOLENTLY brings his HEAD FORWARD PULVERIZING Chet's
NOSE.
Chet FALLS to his KNEES in front of Seth.
Seth HOOKS him with a powerful FIST UNDER his CHIN that
SNAPS Chet's HEAD BACK, and THROWS him on his BACK.
After HITTING the GROUND, Seth SENDS a SAVAGE KICK straight
to Chet's FACE, ROLLING HIM OVER.
Chet is OUT.
The whole altercation took two seconds.
Everyone's in shock and looks at Seth.
Seth looks back at everyone.
Now, is my shit together, or is my
shit together?
Richard and Seth laugh with each other.
(slappin' Seth five)
Your shit is forever together!
They head for the door. Richard stays behind for a second,
and gives the fallen Chet a few, swift kicks,
INT. THE TITTY TWISTER NIGHT
If the Titty Twister looked like the asshole of the world
from the outside, in the immortal words of Al Jolson, "You
ain't seen nothin' yet." This is the kind of place where
they sweep up the teeth and hose down the cum, the blood and
the beer at closing.
In the back, TOPLESS DANCERS do lap dances with customers,
while a SLEAZY SEXY STRIPPER STRIPS to RAUNCHY MUSIC, played
at eardrum-bursting level. TWO MEN are in a savage BARE
KNUCKLE FIGHT, surrounded by screaming customers of bikers
and truckers.
One of the dancers is a man with a saddle on his back, his
name is DANNY THE WONDER PONY. The woman on his back, in
the saddle, feet in the stirrups, hands on the reins, is
ATHENA, his rider. They dance around to the cheers of the
crowd.
Bikers and truckers play pool in the back. Fights break out
here about one every ten minutes. The customers may start
'em, but the bouncer, BIG EMILIO, ends 'em.
Seth, Richard, Jacob, Scott and Kate walk through the door.
They each individually take in the sights and the smells.
Seth is the first to say something.
Now this is my kinda place! I
could become a regular.
The man behind the bar is RAZOR CHARLIE. He eyes the group
as they approach.
Their difference from the usual road waif nomads who
populate the Twister disturbs him. He exchanges a knowing
look across the room with Big Emilio, as the group bellies
up to the bar.
Whiskey!
(in English)
You can't come in here.
Whatdya mean?
This is a private club. You're not
welcome.
Are you tellin' me I'm not good
enough to drink here?
This bar is for bikers and truckers
only.
(points his finger to
Seth)
You, get out!
Big Emilio almost magically appears behind Seth and places
HIS BIG BEEFY SAUSAGE-FINGERED HAND HARD on Seth's shoulder.
(to Seth in Spanish)
Walk, Pendaho.
Seth slowly turns his eyes to the big hand on his shoulder.
(low)
Take your hand off me.
(Spanish)
I'm going to count to three.
No, I'm going to count to three.
Uno...
Two..
Jacob jumps in the middle.
Now wait a minute, there's no
reason to get ugly. There's just a
misunderstanding going on here.
You said this bar is for truckers
and bikers, Well, I'm a truck
driver.
Everybody looks at Jacob.
As Jacob talks he takes out his wallet.
If you look outside your door,
parked in your parking lot, you'll
see a big ass recreational vehicle.
That's mine. In order to drive
that legally, you need a class two
driver's license. That is the same
license that the DMV requires truck
drivers to carry in order to drive
a truck.
(he takes the license out
of his wallet and lays it
on the bar)
That is me, and this is my class
two license. This is a truck
driver's bar, I am a truck driver,
and these are my friends.
Everybody's a little stunned after Jacob's speech.
Razor Charlie picks up the license, looks at Jacob, looks at
everyone in the party and smiles.
(to Jacob)
Welcome to the Titty Twister. What
can I get you?
Seth BRUSHES OFF Big Emilio's paw.
Bottle of whiskey and five glasses.
Razor Charlie's eyes go to Seth. Even though he has a big
smile on his face, he looks like he's going to kill Seth.
But instead he just says,
Razor Charlie goes for the bottle.
Big Emilio gives the party one last look and walks away.
Richard gives Jacob a buddy punch on the shoulder.
Seth's still frying an egg on his head.
That's just fuckin' typical.
Biggest number one problem with
Mexico, it's not service oriented.
I was feelin' so good, and those
fuckin' spies brought me down.
Richard puts his arm around Seth.
Razor Charlie brings the bottle and the glasses.
Seth looks at the guy, still pissed.
Razor Charlie knows Seth's taunting him with a racial slur,
But he just smiles and says,
Best in Mexico.
I kinda doubt that. We're grabbin'
a table, send over a waitress to
take our order.
Seth walks away, and the group follows him.
We just hang on the evil wheels turning inside of Razor
Charlie's head.
The five of them move across the floor to a table. As they
walk, Kate attracts stares, wolf whistles and rude comments
from some of the patrons. Jacob keeps near his daughter.
The dancers do their sexy routines. A big-chested,
wild-haired blonde catches Scott's eye. She winks at him.
Richard leans over and whispers in Scott's ear.
Anytime you want a lap dance with
that broad, say the word. It's on
me, kiddo.
He gives the boy's neck a squeeze.
Jacob's eyes survey the surroundings.
Big Emilio and Razor Charlie quietly exchange words about
the party in Spanish.
(in Spanish)
They're not the normal road trash
we normally feed on. But it'll be
okay. No one knows they're here.
The five of them find a table and sit down.
Seth, still in a bad mood, takes the cork out of the whiskey
bottle and tosses it. He pours Richie and himself a glass.
Who else?
Pass.
(picking a fight)
Why not, against your religion?
(won't be baited)
No, I do drink, I'm just not
drinking now.
Suit yourself, more for me.
(to Scott)
Scotty?
Scott shakes his head no.
(to Kate)
How 'bout you?
(pointing at Scott and
Kate)
are safer in here with us than
wandering around a Mexican border
town all night long. Just don't do
nothin' stupid and we'll all get
along fine.
(to Scott)
Scotty, you sure you don't want a
drink?
Okay, I'll have one.
No you won't.
Seth pours Scott a shot.
Sorry, Pops, but I'm drinkin' and I
don't like drinkin' alone. Bottoms
up, boy.
Scott takes the drink and he, too, experiences a
non-drinker's tremor.
Seth turns to Kate.
How about you, cutie pie? Ready
for round two?
Okay.
Seth just passes her the bottle. She pours her own shot and
knocks it back.
(to Seth)
Hey, Dr. Frankenstein, I think you
just created a monster.
Jacob turns to Seth and asks quietly.
Why are you so agitated?
I'm still stewing about that ape
laying hands on me.
And that fuckin' bartender sticks a
weed up my ass, too.
He backed down.
He's smilin' at us. But behind his
smile, he's sayin', "Fuck you
Jack." I hear that loud and clear.
What are you going to do?
(picking up the whiskey
bottle)
I'm gonna just sit here and drain
this bottle. And when I've drunk
the last drop, if I still feel
then, the way I feel now, I'm gonna
take this bottle and break it over
his melon head.
Before we stepped in here, you told
all of us to be cool. That means
you, too.
(tossing it off)
I never said do what I do, I said
do what I say.
Are you so much a fucking loser,
you can't tell when you've won?
Richard, Kate and Scott both turn to Jacob. Nobody can
believe what he just said. Neither can Seth who calmly lays
down his drinking glass.
What did you call me?
Nothing. I didn't make a
statement. I asked a question.
Would you like me to ask it again?
Very well. Are you such a loser
you can't tell when you've won?
(pause)
The entire state of Texas, along
with the F.B.I., is looking for
you. Did they find you? No. They
couldn't. They had every entrance
to the border covered. There's no
way you could get across. Did you?
Yes, you did. You've won, Seth,
enjoy it.
Seth looks at Jacob, then picks up the bottle.
Jacob, I want you to have a drink
with me. I insist.
Jacob slides his empty glass.over to Seth. Seth pours booze
in Jacob's glass and his own. Both men pick up the glasses.
To your family.
To yours.
They both knock 'em back and slap the empty glasses down.
Now, is your shit together?
Forever together.
Seth turns to Scott.
In that camper out there I saw a
guitar. I take it that's yours.
Yeah, it's mine.
Go out and bring it in. I feel a
song coming on.
CUT TO:
Seth sitting at the table, playing guitar, singing Mexican
songs. Some bikers, truckers, and whores have gathered
around their table. Everyone's groovin'. Seth finishes the
song. Everybody applauds.
Razor Charlie behind the bar grabs the greasy microphone
that he uses to announce dancers.
(announcer voice in Spanish)
And now for your viewing pleasure.
The Mistress of the Macabre. The
Epitome of Evil. The most sinister
woman to dance on the face of the
earth. Lowly dogs, get on your
knees, bow your heads and worship
at the feet of SANTANICO
PANDEMONIUM!
The lights go down low.
A light hits the stage.
The opening notes of the Coaster's "Down in Mexico" fills
the room.
The crowd hushes up.
And on the stage steps SANTANICO PANDEMONIUM.
This Mexican goddess is beautiful, but not the beauty that
Stendhal described in "As the Promise of Happiness," but the
beauty of the siren who lures men to their doom.
She dances to the raunchy music, netlike she owned the
stage, but like she owned the world.
And if the patrons of the Titty Twister are her world, the
world is proud to be her possession.
All activity in the bar, save Santanico, stops.
Even the Fuller/Gecko table falls under her spell.
Especially Richard, Scott and Kate.
Seth knows this song and accompanies from the table with the
guitar.
When the music builds to its explosive section.
Santanico LEAPS from the stage, LANDING in the middle of the
room.
She does an eyes-closed voodoo dance in perfect step with
the beat.
As the music continues to play, a very fucked-up looking
Chet Pussy walks in. He goes over to Razor Charlie and
points at Seth's table, describing what happened.
As the last verse plays, Santanico, like a snake, comes up
from the ground, on top of the Fuller/Gecko table.
Richard, Kate and Scott are enraptured.
Santanico scans the table, zeroing in on our boy Richard.
She STANDS OVER him.
While moving her body to the music, she lifts up the whisky
bottle from the table, and pours the whiskey down her leg.
She lifts up her foot, with the whiskey dripping from her
toes, and sticks it in Richard's face.
(to Richard in Spanish)
Drink up.
Richie, mesmerized, sucks the whiskey off her toes.
The CROWD GOES WILD.
Santanico smiles, master of all she surveys.
Jacob and Scott are embarrassed.
Kate, oddly enough, is turned on by the controlling power
this woman has over a man she's deathly feared.
Seth laughs out loud a Mexican "yi yi yiii" laugh, keeping
the beat with his guitar.
Across the room, Razor Charlie, Chet by his side, motions
over Big Emilio. He begins explaining with pointing what
Seth and company did to Chet.
Richard continues to suck her toes.
The song ends, Santanico extracts her foot from Richard's
mouth. Steps off the table. Takes a drink of whiskey.
Looks down at the seated Richard.
She GRABS the back of his hair, YANKS his head BACK.
His mouth OPENS because she's hurting him.
She LEANS her FACE OVER his like she's going to kiss him.
Then let's the whiskey from her mouth fall into his. They
never touch.
The crowd applauds.
She lets go of Richard's hair. Except for Jacob and
Richard, both for their own reasons, the table applauds,
none louder than Seth.
Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Now that's
what I call a fuckin' show!
One of Santanico's FLUNKIES brings the naked woman a robe,
which she puts on.
Richard, still in a daze, looks up at his new friend.
(snapping his fingers)
Earth to Richie. Don't you wanna
ask your new friend to join us?
Yeah.
Well, then ask her, dumb ass.
(looking up at Santanico)
For favor, Senorita. Would you
care to join us?
(to Richard)
Muy bien, gracias.
Santanico sits down next to Richie. Seth pours her a drink.
Richie, you lucky bastard!
(to Santanico)
Now, little lady, you could of just
as easily done that to me. Whoa
Nelly! You got my dick harder'n
Chinese arithmetic.
The table laughs.
Which reminds me of a joke. Little
Red Riding Hood is walking through
the forest and she comes across
Little Bo Peep, and Little Bo Peep
says:
"Little Red Riding Hood, are you
crazy? Don't you know the Big Bad
Wolf is walking these woods and if
he finds you he's gonna pull down
your dress and squeeze your
titties?" Then Little Red Riding
Hood hitches up her skirt and taps
a .357 Magnum she has holstered on
her thigh and says: "No he won't."
As Seth tells his joke, Jacob notices Razor Charlie, Big
Emilio and Chet moving rapidly towards their table.
(to himself)
Oh, shit.
(to Seth)
Seth --
Seth waves him away.
Not now. So finally she comes
across the Big Bad Wolf and the Big
Bad Wolf's laughing and says:
"Little Red Riding Hood, you know
better than to be walking around
these woods alone. You know I'm
just gonna have to pull down your
dress and squeeze your titties."
Then Little Red Riding Hood whips
out her .357, cocks it, sticks it
in the Big Bad Wolf's face and
says: "No you won't. You're gonna
eat me, just like the story says."
Seth starts laughing at his own joke uproariously. Richard,
Kate, Scott and Santanico join in too. Before Jacob can say
anything --
The Titty Twister trio stand over the table.
(to Chet in Spanish)
Which one?
(pointing at Seth)
This piece of shit broke my finger
and my nose...
(pointing at Richard)
then this fag kicked me in the
ribs while I was down.
That's all Big Emilio has to hear.
(to The Gecko Brothers)
Up!
Fuck off, ape man!
Big Emilio leans in with his beefy hand, GRABS Richard by
the shoulder. Richard lets out a howl as blood pours from
his wounded shoulder.
Santanico steps back from the table.
Seth jumps to his feet and FIRES a round from his .45 into
Big Emilio, sending his bullet-ridden body to the floor.
Razor Charlie whips out a straight version of his namesake
and SLASHES Seth across the face.
Seth SCREAMS at the top of his lungs as his hand goes up to
his laid open cheek.
Richard, who has fallen to the ground holding his wound,
brings up his .45 and starts BLASTING.
Razor Charlie takes a bullet in the head, chest and belly
before he hits the floor.
Jacob and his children have hit the floor as well to stay
out of gunfire.
The bikers, truckers, waitresses and whores all stop what
they were doing.
The music continues to play, though the dancers stop
dancing.
Santanico, who's closest to the two brothers, smells
something.
Her NOSTRILS FLARE.
Richard moves to his brother, who takes out a handkerchief
and puts it to his face.
How are you?
Scarred for life, that's how I am!
Seth looks up and sees Chet still standing there.
You thought it was pretty funny,
didn't you?
Both brothers FIRE on Chet.
Chet's blown left... right... left... right... then drops,
Pointing their guns towards the crowd.
Everybody be cool, or you'll be
just as dead as these fucks!
SLOW MOTION: Blood drips down the side of Seth's face.
SLOW MOTION: It splatters to the floor.
The CAMERA scans the crowd. The patrons are scared, but the
waitresses, whores and dancers lick their lips.
SLOW MOTION: Blood drips from Richard's shoulder. It falls
to the floor, splattering.
WE MOVE INTO SANTANICO'S FACE. A special aroma fills her
nostrils. Her eyes lock on Richard. The look on her face
could easily be read as intense sexual desire.
CU KATE ON FLOOR
looks up and watches, eyes wide with fear, Santanico's
transformation.
Her NOSE RECEDES INTO her face like a rodent's.
The whites of her eyes turn YELLOW.
The FANGS of a beast PROTRUDE from her mouth.
Kate yells from the floor.
(yelling)
Richie, look out!
Before Richie can turn around.
SANTANICO LEAPS ACROSS THE FLOOR, LANDS on his BACK and
SINKS her FANGS into Richie's wounded SHOULDER.
Richard LETS LOOSE with an agonizing SCREAM.
Seth turns to his brother's cry.
He sees SANTANICO PANDEMONIUM, like a mongoose attached to a
cobra, legs wrapped around Richard's waist, fangs buried
deep in his shoulder, and Richard screaming and slamming
about, trying to knock her off.
Richard screams to Seth:
Shoot her! Shoot her! Get her
off!
Seth tries to aim his gun, but there's too much movement.
He can't get a clear shot.
Jacob and his children can't believe what they're seeing.
Richard can't take it anymore, his knees buckle. Santanico
rides him down to the floor.
Seth gets a clear shot, he takes aim and FIRES, hitting the
vamp in the head, blowing her off his brother.
Richard, who's on all fours, tries to stand and gets about
half way before he stops, saying:
(with his dying breath)
Fucking Bitch!
He tumbles over, a corpse.
Suddenly, the eyes of Big Emilio, Razor Charlie and Chet
Pussy pop open. The "dead" men sit up with evil grins on
their faces.
The patrons scream.
A WHORE locks the front door (which is a complicated lock
with steel rods going into the ground), turns toward the bar
and yells:
The bikers and truckers who have been transfixed, watching
the impossible, realize that the waitresses, naked dancers
and whores who they were pawing just five minutes ago, have
turned into yellow-eyed, razor-fanged, drool-dripping
vampires.
The vamps attack.
What follows is a shark feeding frenzy.
Whores, who had been sitting on customer's laps, sink their
teeth into unshaven necks.
Naked strippers and bikers wail the shit out of each other.
Truckers get their heads caved in by women half their size.
The patrons use whatever they can find to fend off the
monsters: chairs, chair legs, broken bottles, switchblades,
anything.
Jacob, Kate and Scott make a dash and dive behind the bar.
They hide and watch.
Seth stands where his was, limp dick of a .45 in his hand,
too freaked, scared and stunned to do anything. He stands
motionless, watching what he can't believe.
Behind him, Santanico, who lies next to the dead Richard,
eyes POP OPEN.
She RISES in her snake/dance way.
Seth feels her and SPINS in her direction, gun raised.
Let's see if you taste as good as
your brother.
She approaches Seth, who FIRES at her. BAM... BAM... BAM...
CLICK,.. CLICK... CLICK... CLICK. She laughs and gives her
hair a toss back. Seth, moving backwards, is terrified.
Santanico gives Seth a SWINGING ROUNDHOUSE PUNCH to the JAW
that sends him FLYING over a table, SLIDING ACROSS the FLOOR
and INTO the WALL.
A bad ass biker named FROST, with a hideous burn on the side
of his face, stands on top of a pool table, swinging a pool
cue, left to right, fending off vamps.
Big Emilio picks up a biker who stabbed him with a
switchblade and throws the poor bastard from one end of the
bar to the other.
The biker-winner of the bare knuckle fight, SEX MACHINE,
goes head to head with a stripper.
The vamp might have superhuman strength, but Sex Machine has
close to superhuman strength, and he's matching the vamp
bitch blow for blow.
Then he GRABS her by the waist, LIFTS her up over his head
and BRINGS her DOWN HARD on an upturned table, IMPALING her
on the wooden leg.
FROST is still swinging his POOL CUE, when RAZOR CHARLIE
appears, straight razor in hand.
Frost JUMPS off the table to meet the challenge. Razor
Charlie SWINGS at him, Frost LEAPS back, SWINGING his pool
cue at him. They do this dance, till Frost CRACKS Charlie
UPSIDE the HEAD with the pool cue, breaking it in half.
Charlie FEELS the HIT. Frost PLUNGES the splintered end of
the cue in Razor Charlie's heart.
Green blood comes out of his chest, as Charlie screams the
vampire's death scream.
Seth comes to and finds Santanico standing over him. He
tries to rise, but Santanico places her bare foot on his
chest, pinning him down to the floor. He tries to move, but
the pressure of her foot is equivalent to an engine block
placed on his chest.
I'm not gonna drain you completely.
You're gonna turn for me, You'll
be my slave. You'll live for me.
You'll eat bugs because I order it.
Because I don't think you're worthy
of human blood, you'll feed on the
blood of stray dogs. You'll be my
foot stool. And at my command,
you'll lick the dog shit from my
boot heel. Since you'll be my dog,
your new name will be "Spot."
Welcome to slavery.
SLOW MOTION: A WHISKEY BOTTLE FLIES THROUGH the AIR,
sailing end over end.
CU SANTANICO
looking down at Seth, her face contorts to FEED MODE, when
the bottle HITS her SQUARE in the HEAD, SHATTERING.
We see that Jacob behind the bar threw it.
Santanico, bathed in whiskey and broken glass, is
momentarily dazed. She looks down at Seth.
Seth sits up, .45 in hand, and fires.
Santanico is HIT in the CHEST. The bullet from the gun
makes the liquor-soaked robe ignite.
Santanico SCREAMS as she GOES UP IN FLAMES.
Big Emilio sees Santanico's fiery death. He lets out a cry.
He turns his hateful gaze on the two humans.
Seth and Jacob see Big Emilio zeroing in on them, Then they
see him move his big frame in their direction. Seth turns
to Jacob.
Big Emilio walks steadily through the bar like Godzilla
walks through Tokyo. Tipping over tables, knocking fighting
vamps and humans alike on their asses on his way to stamp
out Seth and Jacob. A TRUCKER JUMPS in his path to attack
him, with a QUICK SWING of his hand the trucker is brushed
aside, receiving a broken neck for the effort.
Big Emilio never breaks his stride or takes his eyes off
Seth and Jacob.
Seth and Jacob both grab pieces of wood, holding it like a
weapon, but the wood looks puny compared to their opponent.
Big Emilio stands in front of them.
The two men hold their wood tight.
Fangs grow in Big Emilio's mouth that make him look like a
huge walking shark.
Just when Big Emilio's ready to strike, he hears behind him,
Big Emilio turns and sees Sex Machine across the room.
Anything you gotta say to them, say
to me first.
Both Seth and Jacob ATTACK Big Emilio from behind. He
effortlessly knocks them away.
They both hit the ground.
Sex Machine gestures with his hand to Big Emilio to "come
ahead."
Big Emilio CHARGES towards Sex Machine, like a runaway
locomotive.
Sex Machine stands his ground waiting for IMPACT.
The two huge men COLLIDE.
What follows is literally a war of the Gargantuans. The two
mastiffs POUND each other till one buckles. Finally, the
one who buckles first is Big Emilio, who HITS the floor.
Once on the floor, Seth and Jacob, stand over the huge vamp,
BEATING him with clubs and pipes, like L.A.'s finest. The
vamp can do nothing except SQUIRM on the floor from the
savage beating.
Jacob and Seth stop.
Sex Machine holds a pool cue in his hand. He SNAPS off the
end tip, making it jagged, and like a spear, STICKS it into
big vamp's fallen body. Big Emilio, SCREAMS, TWITCHES and
dies. The pool cue sticks out straight up from the dead
vamp.
Chet Pussy spies Ms. Apple Pie Pussy herself, Kate. He
breaks into a lecherous grin and licks the blood from around
his mouth.
Kate and Scott are cowering behind the bar when Chet appears
over the top. They both let out a scream. Scott goes to
protect his sister and receives a punch in the face for his
trouble. Chet dives at Kate.
You know what everybody says about
me? I suck!
Chet goes to bite Kate, grabbing at her t-shirt, and sees
her crucifix. HE recoils backwards. Scott grabs hold of
his head from behind. Kate jumps up from the floor, rips
off her cross and grabs Chet by his beatnik beard, opening
his mouth. She SHOVES the cross inside. Chet's eyes roll
up back into his head. Scott SLAPS Chet hard on the back.
GULP.
Chet has swallowed the crucifix. A SIZZLING sound is heard
moving down from his throat to his belly. He opens his
mouth and lets out a noise similar to a train whistle.
He jumps up from behind the bar, doing a wild dance from
pain. He jumps from wall to wall and floor to ceiling,
screaming all the while.
Kate and Scott watch him from the bar, mischievous grins on
their faces.
Chet is on his knees, arms stretched out, yelling at the top
of his lungs like a vamp King Lear.
Chet breaks off a chair leg, muttering to himself.
Stop the pain, stop the pain, stop
the pain, stop the pain, stop the
pain...
He plunges the stake into his own heart, but instead of the
vampire's cry that escapes from the others upon being
staked, Chet lets out a sigh of relief.
By this time there are not too many people left. Most of
the vampire have been killed by wooden stakes and most of
the customers have been butchered or drained.
All that's left on the vampire side are two naked dancers
and two whores. On the human side are Seth, Jacob and his
kids, Sex Machine and Frost. Aside from the children, who
are hiding behind the bar, all the humans are holding wooden
stakes.
The four human men group together. The four female vampires
charge, teeth exposed, snarling and dripping with blood.
Seth, Jacob, Sex Machine and Frost raise their weapons and
slam, almost simultaneously, the four vamps. All four
staked bodies hit the floor.
Kate and Scott run from behind the bar to their father's
side.
They all stand looking at the horrible carnage that has
taken place. The floor is littered with dead bodies.
Ain't they supposed to burn up or
something?
At that moment a bright flash ERUPTS, illuminating
everyone's face. The sound of quick burning flames fills
the air. Everybody shields their eyes from the intense
light, which lasts only a split second.
It vanishes, along with the bodies of the vampires. All
that remains is a smoldering mess of goo where the bodies
once lay.
They all stare at the mess for a few seconds and then RUN
for the door. It's locked. They BANG on the door, but it's
useless. It ain't budging, yet they all go on banging.
Except for Seth. He never ran for the door. He walks
over to his dead brother's body and kneels beside it.
He takes his dead hand.
Richie, I'm sorry I fucked things
up. You'd really like it in El
Ray. We'd find peace there. I
love you little brother, I'll miss
ya bad.
Seth goes to kiss his brother's lips when,
RICHARD'S EYES POP OPEN. They're YELLOW.
Seth RAISES his head in surprise.
I'm glad you feel that way, Seth.
I love you, too.
Richard GRABS Seth by the front of his shirt and pulls him
down to him. Fangs are now exposed. Seth tries to pull
away. He SCREAMS for the others to help. Richard PULLS
Seth down to striking distance and opens his mouth to take
the big bite, when Sex Machine grabs Seth from behind and
YANKS him from Richard's grasp. Jacob, Frost and the kids
have surrounded Richard and proceed to KICK him and STOMP
his head. Sex Machine picks up a chair and SMASHES it
against a wall. He picks up one of the chair legs and walks
over to where the others are holding Richard down. Richard
sees the wood in the biker's hand. He knows what that
means. Seth whips out his .45 and points it at Sex Machine.
Touch my brother with that stake,
biker, and vampires won't need to
suck your blood, they'll be able to
lick it up off the floor.
He ain't your brother no more.
That's a matter of opinion, and I
don't give a fuck about your's.
Jacob, Frost and the kids continue to hold Richard down to
the ground.
Don't be an idiot, he'll kill us
all!
Seth aims his gun at the group.
Richard's giggling,
Seth, still holding the outstretched gun, takes the stake
out of Sex Machine's hand. Seth lowers the .45.
The smile evaporates from Richard's face.
Richie, here's the peace in death I
could never give you in life.
Seth puts the stake over Richard's heart. Using the butt of
his .45 like a hammer, he POUNDS the stake into Richard's
heart. Richard screams and dies. They all stand around the
body as it BURSTS INTO FLAMES and disintegrates into goo.
Seth breaks away from the group and walks over to the bar.
He grabs a bottle of whiskey and starts downing it. Kate,
of all people, walks away from the group and joins Seth at
the bar.
Are you okay?
Peachy! Why shouldn't I be? The
world's my oyster, except for the
fact that I just rammed a wooden
stake in my brother's heart because
he turned into a vampire, even
though I don't believe in vampires.
Aside from that unfortunate
business, everything's hunky-dory.
I'm really sorry.
Bullshit! You hate us. If you had
half a chance you'd feed us to
them!
Then why didn't I?
Jacob walks over to Seth.
I saved your life. I didn't have
to, but I did. And I'm sorry you
lost your brother. I'm sorry he's
dead. I'm sorry everybody's dead.
Now, if we're gonna get out of this
we need each other. And we need you
sober and thinking, not drunk
and...
As Jacob has been talking, a sound has started that has
grown LOUDER and LOUDER. Jacob stops in mid-sentence to
identify it.
What the hell is that?
At first I just thought it was
birds.
No, it's more of a gnawing sound.
Birds peck, they don't gnaw. Rats
gnaw.
Seth puts the bottle in his hand down.
EXT. TITTY TWISTER - NIGHT
The outside of the Titty Twister is literally covered with
hats, CLAWING, FLAPPING, GNAWING, trying like hell to get
inside.
Everybody listens to the bats SCRATCHING and clawing all
along the walls, the roof and at the front door. Everyone's
scared shitless and nobody has the slightest idea what to do
next. The door begins to crack and splinter, little claws
poke their way through.
Jacob runs to a table top. He grabs it and covers the area
the bats are trying to claw through. The others grab other
items to help secure and barricade the door.
As the survivors are panickedly boarding up the door and the
windows, a DEAD BIKER that the vampires fed on pops open his
yellow eyes. He sits up and sees all the furious activity.
Everyone's so busy they don't notice their new friend. The
dead biker vamp sets his sights on Kate, who's putting a
board into place. He springs to his feet and POUNCES on
her, just as Sex Machine turns from across the room in her
direction.
The biker vamp GRABS Kate from behind. She lets out a
scream. The vamp holds her close to him in a bear hug, but
she's moving around so much he can't get a clear bite. The
others hear the scream and look toward Kate. Sex Machine,
Big Emilio's baseball bat in hand, is halfway to the rescue.
As the biker vamp opens his mouth to take a juicy bite out
of Kate's shoulder, Kate RAMS her head back, hitting the
vamp in the mouth and breaking his fangs. He releases her
and spits out his teeth just as Sex Machine runs up and
SWINGS the baseball bat upside the vamp's head, breaking the
bat in two and sending the vamp to the floor. As the vamp
lies on the floor seeing stars, Sex Machine grabs one of the
broken ends of the bat and SHOVES it in the vamp's heart.
He dies and bursts into flames.
At that point, three other dead victims rise to a sitting
position. Sex Machine grabs a chair and THROWS it to the
ground, breaking it. He grabs the four legs.
(mumbling to himself)
Goddamn fuckin' vampires.
The biker has turned into Captain Sex Machine, Vampire
Hunter. He stakes two of the vampires as they get to their
feet. Both SPEW green blood, scream, die and burst into
flames. The third, a trucker vampire wearing a cat cap,
SMACKS Sex Machine in the mouth, which sends the biker for a
loop.
As CAT CAP runs toward the fallen Sex Machine, Kate JUMPS on
his back from behind. Both of them go tumbling into a stack
of whiskey cases. Sex Machine runs over and grabs Kate by
the hand, pulling her up and out of the way. Cat Cap is
lying in a pile of broken bottles and whiskey.
SEX MACHINE raises his stake as Cat Cap dies and DRIVES it in the vamp's
black heart. Cat Cap dies and bursts into flames, which
hits the whiskey, starting a giant fire.
Frost and Jacob stop barricading and run to the fire.
(to Sex Machine)
We'll put this out. You stake the
rest of these fuckers.
Way ahead of ya.
(to Kate)
What's your name, girly?
Kate, what's yours?
Sex Machine. Pleased to meet'cha.
Kate, let's stake these
blood-sucker fuckers.
Kate and Sex Machine give each other a high five and go to
work STAKING the dead bodies.
Jacob and FROST beat down the fire with their jackets and
whatever else is at hand.
A hole begins to appear where a window had been plastered
over. Little claws scrape their way through. Scott stands
in front of the window.
(yelling)
We got a problem!
Seth, who is barricading doors and window, looks in Scott's
direction. The hole in the plaster cracks open and out POPS
a little, fleshy vampire bat/rat head. The bat/rat, which
is SQUEAKING and HISSING its head off, tries to SQUEEZE its
body through the newly formed hole.
Seth, gun in hand, RUNS to the window. He points the .45,
point-blank range at the head of the bat/rat.
The bat/rat sees this, makes an "oh shit" face, and YANKS
his head back through the hole.
Seth was ready to fire, he lowers his gun in bewilderment,
when...
WHAM !
The bat/rat BURSTS through the hole, like shot out of a
cannon, HITTING Seth in the gut and sending him FLYING,
LANDING HARD on his back.
Once Seth hits the ground, the bat-thing (which has the body
of a fat rat with a bat's large wingspan) lickity-split RUNS
UP Seth's body to his juggler. Seth's hand GRABS the bat's
neck, and tries to PUSH it away. But the bat-thing has its
CLAWS DUG in Seth's clothes. The bat-thing is just inches
from Seth's face. Its mouth is SNAPPING.
Get this bastard off of me!
Frost leaves Jacob with the fire, comes from behind and
GRABS the bat-thing and YANKS it off of Seth.
Sex Machine and Kate are a green, bloody mess from their
preventative staking of dead bodies. Sex Machine kneels by
a dead body, raising the stake in his hand to spear him.
The body SPRINGS UP and bites Sex Machine on the arm. Red
blood squirts all over. Sex Machine screams, then brings
the stake down in the body's chest. It dies, burns and
turns into goo. Sex Machine holds his bit arm and wraps it
with a piece of his shirt. He quickly looks around to see
if anybody saw him get bit. Nobody saw it, everybody was
too busy.
Frost holds the FLAPPING, FIGHTING, SNAPPING bat-thing in
front of him at arm's length. He struggles with it for
awhile, then...
BASHES its head against the bar. The first bash takes some
fight out of the little fucker, so... Frost BASHES his head
against the bar six or seven times. He then THROWS the
bat-thing on the bar, turns it over, garbs a pencil in a cup
next to the register, and RAMS it in the bat-thing's heart.
The bat-thing coughs and dies. There's a FLASH of FLAMES,
followed by a pile of goo.
Sex Machine and Kate have covered up a hole in the plastered
window with a table while Frost, Scott and Seth wrestle with
the bat-thing.
Jacob has put out the fire.
Everybody comes together, exhausted, and takes a breather.
Outside, the bats continue to try and claw their way in.
Everyone mutters "yeah."
Okay, does anybody here know what's
going on?
Yeah, I know what's going on. We
got a bunch of fuckin' vampires
outside trying to get inside and
suck our fuckin' blood! That's it,
plain and simple. And I don't
wanna hear any bullshit about "I
don't believe in vampires" because
I don't fuckin' believe in vampires
either. But I-do believe in my own
two fuckin' eyes, and with my two
eyes I saw fuckin' vampires! Now,
does everybody agree we're dealin'
with vampires.
Everybody agrees.
Jacob looks at his watch.
About two hours from now.
So all we have to do is get by for
a few more hours and then we can
walk right out the front door.
Yeah, that's true, But I doubt our
barricades, that door, those
plastered windows and these walls
will last two more hours with those
bat fucks fuckin' with 'em.
Has anybody here read a real book
about vampires, or are we just
remembering what a movie said? I
mean a real book.
You mean like a Time-Life book?
Everybody laughs.
(in a cowboy voice)
John Wesley Hardin, so mean he once
shot a man for snorin'
I take it the answer's no. Okay
then, what do we know about these
vampires?
Aside from they're thirsty.
Well, one thing, they might got
super human strength, but you can
hurt 'em.
Yeah, that bottle upside the head
of Santanico didn't kill her, but
it didn't feel too good either.
Another thing, you try and ram a
broken chair leg in a human, you
better be one strong
son-of-a-bitch. The human body is
one rough-tough machine. But these
vamps got soft bodies. The texture
of their skin is softer, mushier.
You can push shit right through
'em. Conceivably, if you hit one
hard enough, you could take their
fuckin' head off.
You could take their head off.
Actually, our best weapon against
these satanic cocksuckers is this
man.
(he points at Jacob)
He's a preacher.
Frost and Sex Machine look toward Jacob.
As far as God's concerned, we might
just as well be a piece of fuckin'
shit. But he's one of the boys.
Only one problem, his faith ain't
what it used to be.
Jacob PUNCHES Seth in the mouth, sending him to the floor.
Jacob stands over him.
I've had enough of your taunts.
Seth looks up from the floor.
I'm not taunting you. We need you.
A faithless preacher doesn't mean
shit to us. But a man who's a
servant of God can grab a cross,
shove it in these monsters' asses.
A servant of God can bless the tap
water and turn it into a weapon,
Seth rises.
I know why you lost your faith.
How could true holiness exist if
your wife can be taken away from
you and your children? Now, I
always said God can kiss my fuckin'
ass. Well, I changed my lifetime
tune about thirty minutes ago
'cause I know, without a doubt,
what's out there trying to get in
here is pure evil straight from
hell. And if there is a hell, and
those monsters are from it, there's
got to be a heaven. Now which are
you, a faithless preacher or a
mean, motherfuckin' servant of God?
Jacob has to laugh at that. So does everybody else. Jacob
sticks out his hand and shakes Seth's.
I'm a mean, mmmmmmmmm servant
of God.
The laughter and good humor passes quickly and the only
sound to be heard is that of the bats gnawing and clawing.
It immediately reminds the group of the deep, deep shit
they're in.
I don't know if I can take two
hours of that noise.
You can. You'll take it 'cause ya
got no choice. How'd ya like
twenty four hours of it, lying in a
muddy ditch with only the rotting
corpses of your friends to keep you
company?
What are you talking about?
Back in '72 I was in Nam, trapped
behind enemy lines, lying in a rat
hole with my entire squad dead.
They thought they killed everybody,
and except for me, they were right.
But it wasn't for lack of trying.
A grenade blew up right next to me,
that's why I'm so pretty.
They thought I was dead, so I
played dead. They dumped all the
bodies in a ditch. All I could do
was lie there playing possum. Dead
bodies under me, dead bodies on top
of me, listening to the enemy laugh
and joke hour after hour after
hour...
As Frost goes into his monologue, the sound fades out and
the camera moves to Sex Machine. He's having a hot flash.
He can't hear anything. He's looking at Frost speaking, but
he doesn't hear any sound. Then he hears a deep, MALE VOICE
say:
"Who the fuck was that?" he thinks to himself. He turns
around: nobody's there. No one else in the group seems to
hear it, A FEMALE VOICE seductively says:
We hear Sex Machine's thought in a voice answer.
Stop fucking saying that!
Thirst!
That bite weren't nothin'. It just
hurt like a son-of-a-bitch, that's
all. It barely punched the skin.
Sex Machine looks at Frost, who's acting out his story. The
biker is pantomiming fighting and slashing. He's describing
all the while, but we can't hear anything. All we hear are
many voices, male, female, children saying:
Thirst... Thirst... Thirst...
Sex Machine begins looking at the other members of the group
in a thirsty way. He stares at each of their necks, closer
and closer until he can see the veins on Frost's neck
actually pulsating, throbbing, beckoning to him. Sex
Machine has turned into a vampire.
The sound comes back as Frost finishes his story.
and then when I came back to my
senses, I realized I had killed the
entire V.C. squadron
singlehandedly. My bayonet had
blood and chunks of yellow flesh on
it like some cannibal shish kabob.
And to this day I don't have the
slightest idea how I --
Sex Machine lets out a hideous cry.
Frost SCREAMS as Sex Machine grabs hold of him and BITES
into his neck.
The group tries to PULL the TWO men apart.
Jacob gets his arm around Sex Machine's neck and tries
pulling.
Sex Machine takes his teeth out of the biker's neck and
SINKS them in Jacob's arm.
Jacob SCREAMS and lets go.
Seth, Kate and Scott react to Jacob being bit.
Sex Machine GRABS Jacob and TOSSES him effortlessly over the
bar, CRASHING into a shelf full of liquor bottles.
Frost HOPS around the room, mad as a hornet,holding his
bleeding neck.
I been bit! He fuckin' bit me!
Sex Machine PUNCHES Seth in the face, dropping him like a
sack of potatoes.
He smacks the shit out of Kate. She goes FLYING into a
table.
Sex Machine turns, seeing Frost breaking off a big table
leg. Frost looks at the big vamp.
(to Sex Machine)
You're dead, motherfucker! You're
gonna bite me! You just turned me
into a vampire, asshole!
What are you gonna do about it?
Frost, table leg in hand, RUNS, SCREAMING his head off,
straight at Sex Machine.
Sex Machine's nostrils flare. He raises his meaty fist and
pulls it back, so he can really haul off.
Frost, top speed, stake raised, screaming.
Sex Machine lets loose with his punch,
Seth, Scott and Kate look up from the floor.
Jacob rises from behind the bar.
Frost's face COLLIDES with Sex Machine's fist. SEX MACHINE
hits Frost so hard it lifts the biker off the ground and
propels him through the air.
Seth sees where Frost is heading and says:
Jacob sees.
Frost, in mid-air, HITS the barricaded, plastered over
window and CRASHES through it.
Sex Machine lets loose with a maniacal laugh.
Hundreds of bat-things fly into the bar.
Seth grabs the two kids by the hand and runs for the back
room.
Behind the bar, Jacob grabs two pieces of wood from off the
ground.
Ten bat-things are in hot pursuit of Seth, Kate and Scott,
who are RUNNING for their lives. They get to the door of
the back room, whip it open, dive in and SLAM it behind
them. An ugly, fleshy bat-thing manges to get its head
caught in the door as it closes. Kate and Scott PUSH on the
door as hard as they can. The bat-thing's head, which is
inside, screams, howls and snaps in fury.
Seth turns toward the bat/vamp in the door. He sticks his
.45 in its big mouth.
You wanna suck something, suck on
this!
He FIRES four shots that blow the bat vamp's head all over
the wall.
Kate yells:
We have to go back for Daddy!
Daddy's dead.
Noooo!
She spins and grabs the door knob, ready to fling the door
and help her father. Scott grabs her and pushes her up
against the wall.
He's right, Kate. Daddy's dead!
He was too far away. If flinging
that door and filling this room
with those bat-things would save
him, I'd fling it. The only thing
it'll do is turn us into one of
them.
He needs our help!
He's beyond our help. You saw him
get bit. I saw him get bit. We
all saw it. You can't help him.
I've got no one left to lose but
you. I can't be alone again.
We're sticking together.
Just then they hear Jacob's voice BOOMING from the bar room.
INT. BAR ROOM - NIGHT
Jacob, holding a cross made out of two sticks and reciting
appropriate verse from the bible, is keeping the vampires at
bay. But, as Seth predicted, it is the shining power of his
restored faith that is his mightiest weapon. Jacob is
making his way through the vampires, toward the back door.
A lot of the bats have transformed into bat/devil/human
creatures.
The creatures stand at the edge of Jacob's force field of
holiness. Many bat things fly around the bar like mad,
whirling dervishes. A cluster of bat-things over above and
in front of Jacob. They all growl and hiss at the man of
god. For every one step forward Jacob takes, the vampires
take one step back. Jacob recites the verse from the bible
in a threatening, mean, motherfucking, servant of god tone.
As he speaks with authority and strength, he sees Frost
lying on the ground, bat-things on him like ants on a candy
bar. But Jacob is too much in control to let even this
repugnant sight trip him up.
Jacob has backed himself up by the door.
The door FLIES open. Jacob jumps inside. The door SLAMS
shut.
Jacob hugs daughter and son. As he hugs them, we see his
bloody arm.
When he releases them, they can't help but notice.
Seth explodes, knocking over boxes, busting chairs, tipping
over tables and cussing a blue streak.
Fuck, piss, shit! Motherfuckin'
vampires! Motherfuckin' vampires!
Goddamn motherfuckin' vampires!
Seth runs over to the barricaded door and yells to the
creatures on the other side.
You all are gonna fuckin' die! I'm
gonna fuckin' kill every last one
of you godless pieces of shit!
(to Seth)
You bet your sweet ass you are, and
I'm gonna help you do it. But we
ain't got much time.
Kate is crying, she knows what's happened to her father.
You're gonna be okay, aren't you,
daddy?
No, I'm not. I've been bit. In
effect, I'm already dead.
Scott and Kate, crying, grab their father and hold on for
dear life. Jacob wants to cry, but if he breaks down, the
kids will never have the courage for what they must do.
(to his children)
Children, listen to me. I love you
two more than anybody. And I just
want you to know you've made me
proud all your lives. But never
more so than tonight. And I wish
we could sit here and cry till I
pass on, but we can't. Because I'm
not going to pass on. I'm going to
turn into a monster. And when I
do, I'm going to be dangerous. But
before that happens, just know I
love you.
(to Seth and the kids)
Now, I'd say in the next twenty or
thirty minutes our friends outside
will bust in this door. And I'll
probably turn into a vampire within
the hour. Now, you have two
choices. You can wait for me to
turn, then deal with me, then wait
for them to burst inside here and
the three of you will deal with
them. Or, we can kick open that
door and the four of us can hit 'em
with everything we have, and carve
a path right through 'em to front
entrance. But if we're gonna go at
'em, we gotta go at 'em now. I
confused them, I scared them, I
took them off guard. But they're
going to get unconfused, they're
going to get unscared, they're
going to get together and they're
going to hit that door like a ton
of bricks. And when that moment
arrives, we gotta be ready.
Jacob sees that the back room is pretty damn big and filled
with boxes and crates.
What's this stuff?
My guess is that this little dive's
been feeding on nomad road waifs
like bikers and truckers for a long
time. This is probably some of the
shipments they stole off the
trucks.
Well, I say lets tear this place
apart for weapons. So when they
burst through that door, we'll make
'em wish they never did.
I don't give a shit about living or
dying anymore. I just want to send
as many of these devils back to
hell as I can.
Amen.
MONTAGE
The survivors are opening boxes and prying open crates. A
lot of what they find is bullshit. Pantyhose, coffee, teddy
bears, etc. But a few of the boxes are justwhat the doctor
ordered. Cases from a sporting good supplier yield a
shipment of baseball bats. Meant to arrive at toy stores
are a shipment of Uzi replica squirt guns and a box of
balloons. And captured en route to a hardware store are
shipments of power tools, saws and jack hammers.
Seth and Scott saw the bats into wooden stakes.
Kate fills the Uzi squirt guns with tap water from the back
room sink.
Jacob, with Seth's knife, etches a cross into every bullet
in the .45 automatic's last full clip of ammo.
Vampires all start converging on the back room door, getting
their courage back.
Kate makes water balloons.
Scott sharpens the stakes to a point with the tools.
Seth attaches a wooden stake to the end of a jackhammer.
Jacob blesses the water in the squirt guns and balloons,
turning it into holy water.
Our heroes work together, preparing for the battle to come.
The back room door, barricaded with crates and boxes, begins
to be pounded on by the undead on the other side. The room
tone is a combination of chewing, scratching, pounding,
squeaking and screaming.
Finally they're ready.
Jacob turns to his kids.
Before we go any further, I need
you three to promise me something.
I'll fight with you to the bitter
end, but when I turn into one of
them, I won't be Jacob anymore.
I'll be a lap dog of Satan. I want
you three to promise you'll take me
down, no different from the rest.
The kids can't say the words.
I promise.
Kate, Scott?
I promise.
Scott?
Yeah, I promise.
Jacob doesn't believe them.
Why don't I believe you?
(he picks up the ..45)
I'm gonna ask you two again, then I
want you to swear to God that
you'll kill me. If you don't, I'm
gonna just kill myself right now.
Now, since you need me I think you
better swear. Kate, do you swear
to God that when I turn into one of
the undead, you'll kill me?
Kate doesn't answer. Jacob places the .45 barrel against
his temple.
Kate, we don't have all day, so I'm
only gonna count to five. One...
two... three... four...
Okay, okay, I promise I'll do it!
Not good enough, swear to God.
I swear to God, our father, that
when you change into one of the
undead, I will kill you.
Good girl. Now, Scott, we have
even less time, so I'm only giving
you the count of three. One...
You don't believe in suicide.
It's not suicide if you're already
dead. Two...
Okay, I'll kill you when you
change, I swear to God in Jesus
Christ's name.
Thank you, son.
Okay, vampire killers, let's kill
some fuckin' vampires.
INT. BARROOM - NIGHT
The vampires, bat-things and what have you, start BREAKING
down the door. They are in a mad frenzy. They burst
through the door.
Waiting for them are Scott and Kate holding Uzi squirt guns
and water balloons draped down their chests on a belt like
grenades. Jacob is holding a cross made of sharp wooden
stakes and the .45 with the cross bullets.
Seth is holding the jackhammer.
The survivors walk out of the back room into the bar. The
vamps back up, letting them inside.
What we have here is a Mexican standoff, a la "The Wild
Bunch." A moment of peace before the battle. The vamps
just watch the humans. The humans just watch the vamps.
Then, like the bull in the china shop, Seth ends the peace
by starting up the jackhammer.
Jacob holds up the cross, the vamps react.
The kids SPRAY the crowd with UZI fire, burning vampire
flesh.
The pack of vamps retreat while the Fuller squad walk
forward.
They are attacked on all sides, but they keep moving towards
the door.
Seth slams the stakes into several of the vamps, it speeds
in and out of vampire chests, each time spraying him in
green vamp blood.
Jacob shoves his cross stake into a vampire with one hand
and SHOOTS three vampires with blessed bullets with the
other.
Flame BURSTS from the vampires' chests when the bullets hit.
Kate and Scott both whip water balloons off their belts and
toss them into the crowd.
They burst and FRY several of the vamps, who fall, screaming
in pain.
From its perch on a wood ceiling beam, a bat-thing drops and
HURLS toward the group.
Jacob sees it, raises his gun and FIRES.
The bat-thing bursts into a ball of screaming fire.
Seth continues carving a path to the front door by slamming
the hammer stake into vampire chests.
The front door is barricaded again by a big table and other
junk.
(yelling)
Why did they block the door again?
(yelling)
To keep the daylight out! This is
where they sleep! Get to the door!
Seth tries to get to the front door, when Sex Machine, now a
half bat, half devil vamp, about six foot seven, drops from
above in front of him. Seth RAMS the stake in its chest.
The Sex Machine-thing screams out, LIFTING the hammer and
Seth off the ground.
Seth is thrown from his hold on the hammer across the room,
He CRASHES into a table.
The Sex Machine-thing falls back with the jackhammer
sticking out of his chest, dead.
Kate, spraying Uzi fire like Rambo, sees Seth fall. She
screams:
Seth quickly gets up to find himself surrounded by vampires
on all sides. With no weapons, he puts up on dukes.
Okay, deadboys, come on! Take a
bite and feel all right!
Kate clusters with her father and Scott.
(yelling)
I'm going for 'em!
No!
Everybody goes home!
Kate turns into a squirtgun firing, water-balloon throwing,
one-woman army, as she breaks from her father and heads in
Seth's direction.
(screaming)
Die, monster, die! Die, monster,
die!
Kate mows down the group by Seth, they lie on the floor,
burning in agony. Kate takes Seth's hand and gives him a
couple of water balloons and a stake.
(to Seth)
Watch my back!
Anytime.
Cutting through vampires, the two make their way across the
bar.
Jacob, firing the .45, takes out several more vampires in
fiery death.
Scott fires the Uzi and chucks more water balloons.
As Jacob fights, all of a sudden the sound goes out. He
can't hear anything. He wonders if he's gone deaf. He
starts to hear the words: "Thirst, thirst, thirst." He
notices the vampires have stopped attacking him. They look
at him wit happy smiles on their devilish faces. Fangs
begin to grow. His eyes are yellow.
Scott turns to his dad. He sees his father is a monster.
Jacob, with a devilish grin on his face, GRABS Scott and
sinks his teeth into Scott's forearm. Scott screams bloody
murder as his dad begins to drain him of blood.
Scott takes one of the water balloons he's wearing and
SMASHES it against Jacob's head.
The holy water melts half of Jacob's face away. He lets go
of Scott, screaming, and drops the .45 on the floor.
Scott drops to the ground, picking up the gun. He brings it
up to fire.
A totally evil Jacob, with only half a face, matches stares
with the boy he once called his son.
Scott's eyes turn to steel.
I swear to God, in Jesus Christ's
name.
He FIRES, sending a holy bullet into Jacob's forehead,
creating a hole from which fire shoots out. Jacob's entire
head bursts into flames, then explodes.
From across the room, Fate sees her daddy ignite. She cries
out. In the thick of the battle, Seth yells:
Kate takes his advice and hits a vamp square in the face
with a holy water balloon, which melts his head.
A bat-thing lands on the back of Scott's neck. He screams
as it bites into him. He drops the .45.
Kate sees Scott get bit.
Another bat-thing lands on Scott's arm and takes a bite.
Scott screams.
She goes to spray them when her Uzi runs out of water.
Now seven bat-things are on Scott biting and sucking blood.
Scott is in agony.
Kate runs for her brother, does a DIVE and a ROLL, coming up
by the .45, SNATCHING it in one motion and FIRING three
times.
One... two... three bat-things are hit, shoot flames, then
all of them EXPLODE, BLOWING UP Scott.
The remaining vamps approach.
All the humans have left is a few bullets and one holy
balloon.
How many bullets left, kid?
Not many.
Well, when you run out of weapons,
just start cold cocking 'em. Make
'em sing for their supper.
The two survivors are backed up against a wall.
Two bat things do a Kamikaze dive from the air toward Seth.
Seth throws the holy balloon at them.
Direct hit. The two bat-things burst into flames and spiral
to the floor.
The two survivors look at the vampires, who stand before
them. A moment of stillness before the attack. Kate stands
holding the .45, arm outstretched.
Should I use the last bullets on
us?
You use 'em on the first couple of
these parasites that try to bite
you.
The vamps begins to close in. Kate lines up the .45 sights
on the face of an approaching vampire.
Seth holds the Uzi like a club, ready to bash in the first
vampire's head that gets in swinging distance.
Beams of sunlight shoot through the holes that Kate shot
through the wall. Approaching vampires burn. The scorched
vamps scream like they've never screamed before.
Kate turns away from the vamps and shoots holes in the wall
behind him, Daylight comes through, providing Kate and Seth
with a safe, lighted area.
The .45's empty.
The vamps hiss and scream at the frustration of not being
able to get at them.
The two survivors hold hands, when...
All of a sudden the door to the Titty Twister is pounded on
from the outside.
The vamps look towards it in horror.
From the other side of the door, we hear a voice with a
Spanish accent.
(to Seth)
What the fuck-'was going on in -'
there?
Seth signals Carlos to wait a minute while he catches his
breath. Then he hauls off and PUNCHES Carlos square in the
kisser. Danny and Manny aim their shotguns at.Seth.
(in Spanish)
Whatsamatter with you? Are you
crazy?
Why the fuck, outta all the
god forsaken shitholes in Mexico,
did you have us rendezvous at that
place?
I don't know, one place's as good as another
Have you ever been there before?
No, but I passed by it a couple of times.
It's out in the middle of nowhere. It seems
like a rowdy place, so there wouldn't be a lot
of police. And it's open from dusk till dawn.
You said meet you in the morning.
Well, because you picked that place out of
hat, my brother's dead now. And this girl's
family's dead.
Carlos stands up again.
I'm sorry to hear that. What were they, psychos?
Did they look like psychos? They were fuckin'
vampires. Psychos don't explode when sunlight
hits'em, I don't care how crazy they are.
Danny and Manny react to the vampire news by crossing
themselves again.
Oh, Seth, how can I ever make it up
to you?
You can't, but fifteen percent
instead of thirty for my stay at El
Ray is a good start.
Twenty-eight.
Jesus Christ, Carlos, my brother's
dead and he's not coming back, and
it's all your fault. Twenty.
They look at each other., then shake hands, saying in unison.
(in Spanish)
Twenty-five.
Seth gets the suitcase and gives Carlos 25%. Seth walks over to a red 1990 Porsche 911.
You like the car?
I said new, this is an '90.
It's hardly been used at all. I got it from a drug dealer who only drove it 5 times in as many years.
OK.
So you'll follow me?
Sure, just a minute.
Seth takes a few stacks of bills from the suitcase.
(Handing cash to Kate)
Here, take this.
Can I come with you?
Do you even know where El Ray is?
No.
Well it's not a place for someone like you. Go to your family.
They are all dead. My father and Scott were all I had.
Well, good luck.
Seth follows Carlos out of view. CRANE SHOT up to an aerial view of the Titty Twister bar.
We see Kate in the Winnebago driving off. As we back behind the bar we see that the back
is really an Aztec temple. Evidently the vamps killed off the Aztecs and took over their bar.
Rusted trucks are thrown in the pit behind the bar.
THE END
Cast
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Quentin Tarantino | Richard Gecko
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George Clooney | Seth Gecko
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Harvey Keitel | Jacob
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Juliette Lewis | Kate
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Tom Savini | Sex Machine
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Ernest Liu | Scott
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Fred Williamson | Frost
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Selma Hayek | Santanico Pandemonium
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Cheech Marin | Border Guard & Chet Pussy & Carlos |