INT. HOLDING CELL - DAY
Mallory's sitting Indian style, singing Girl Scout songs to
herself, and doing the hand motions.
dodaleedo, dodaleedo. Simplest thing
there isn't much to it.
All ya gotta do is dodaleedo it. I
like the rest,
but the best part I like is
Whataleeatcha, whataleeatcha dodaleedo,
CU on Mallory. She can't believe her eyes.
Honey, I'm home.
For this moment they are the only two people on earth. We're
enraptured, too. CAMERA does a 360 around the loving couple.
(in between kisses)
It's taken you so long to come to me.
INT. JAIL LAUNDRY ROOM - DAY
A sheet of paper flashes through FRAME.
Here's the list of the rioters.
Wait an minute, Bailey. Where's the
list of the hostages?
I'm working on it Capt'n.
Keep on it, son.
(reading the names)
Alvarado, Issacs, Julian, Martinez,
Newendyke, Olvera, Pool, Ramos,
Schmidt, Spivey, Walsh, Westerguard...
What is it Napalatoni?
Mickey Knox is loose.
What do you mean he's loose?
He's armed, he's killed three deputies
and one of Wayne Gayle's guys. At the
moment, he's hold up with Mallory Knox
in her holding cell with Wayne Gayle,
another TV guy, that cop fella, and two
other deputies as hostages. And
Capt'n, they have one of them news
cameras goin' live to KKTV. They won't
stop playin' it. What do you want us
INT. HOLDING CELL - DAY
The hostages have been cut free from each other and sit against
the wall. Roger cradles the Betacam in his lap, rocking slowly
as if in a trance, while Scagnetti feebly splints his broken
fingers with the tape that hangs from his wrists. Wayne is
standing, alert and ready for action.
As for the two deputies, HOSTAGE DEPUTY #1 sits in anger,
tight-lipped and stolic. The other, DEPUTY DUNCAN HOMOLKA is
panicked and jumpy, one may never see a more nervous man.
Mickey and Mallory stand over them with their weapons drawn.
Okay, we're going out that door, and
we're gonna march down the hall and
right out of the building.
Donut said something about a news van.
Yeah, we have a van.
Where's it parked?
Let me have the keys.
Mickey, can I talk to you alone?
This is crazy. You can't escape like
Probably not, but we're gonna give it
the old college try.
We'll all be killed.
Exciting, isn't it?
Duncan begins to cry.
Now, when we get out there, you do what
we say or it's curtains. If we say
move, you move. If we say left, you
move left. If we say right, you move
right. If we say mole, you dig a hole.
Are we in a big hurry?
You got something you want to do?
By all means, know yourself out.
Thanks. Roll 'em, Donut.
Shot through Roger's CAMERA: IMAGE FOCUSES on Mallory as she
points to Scagnetti sitting on the floor.
You! Stand up!
Mallory walks up to him with pistol in hand.
You probably thought it was pretty
funny, didn't ya?
Can you remember the last time you
fucked with me? Close your eyes and
remember... Are ya thinking about it?
Roger's CAMERA jumps, then follows the body to the floor. Roger
HOLDS on Scagnetti slumped on the floor.
Oh God! Oh God! Ohhhh. . .
We're sending out a hostage. Don't
Roger's CAMERA whips around to witness Mickey and Mallory
jumping into the corridor, BLASTING with their guns while using
the hostages for shields. Roger's CAMERA moves out of the cell
and. . .
INT. JAIL CORRIDOR (OUTSIDE THE HOLDING CELL) - DAY
There are even more DEPUTY SHERIFFS in the corridor.
CROSS FIRE whistles by as Roger dodges to catch up with the
The footage is very similar to Vietnam footage. It's shaky,
real, harsh, and it captures the pandemonium of battle.
The soundtrack is a mixture of yelling, crying, laughing,
HOSTAGE DEPUTY #1 is SHOT, and discarded by Mickey.
The wild caravan runs down the hallway, FIRING behind them.
Mickey's HIT, but keeps on running and FIRING. Mallory sees
this and screams.
Man, oh, man. . .this is better than
Mickey and Mallory get back to back with each other, using
DUNCAN as a shield in front of them and Wayne behind them.
Mickey FIRES from the front, Mallory FIRES from the rear.
Please don't kill me! Don't kill me...
Roger's HIT, and the CAMERA goes haywire, reeling out of
control, the THUNKING to the ground. Roger screams O.S.
CAMERA lies on the floor, video still transmitting. Roger rolls
into FRAME screaming.
Get the camera! Get the fucking
As Mickey FIRES cover for her, Mallory swipes the camera from
The Knox's start running again, still holding Wayne and last
Deputies are lying on the ground, wounded and screaming, or dead
The caravan bursts into the stairwell. Mickey turns to Duncan
the remaining hostage deputy.
Where does this lead?
Th-- the ground floor.
Is that the front door?
As they run down one last flight, they find Wurlitzer and a team
of DEPUTIES waiting for them on the ground floor. The deputies
raise their guns.
Mallory grabs hold of Wayne, and gets behind him with one hand
pressing the barrel of her gun against his temple and her other
are wrapped around his neck, holding him close to her.
Back off or I'll blast him! Back off
or I'll blast him! Back off or I'll
Don't shoot. I beg you, don't shoot!
Please, please, please. . .
Wurlitzer steps forward.
Now Mickey, Mallory, just let me say---
Shut up! Don't talk, I don't wanna
You have to know---
I said shut up. . .
Wayne's screaming in pain.
The deputies jump back.
. . .and I mean shut up!
Tears are streaming down Duncan's face as the caravan slowly
retreats back up the stairs to the next flight.
The deputies hold their present position.
INT. PRISON STAIRWELL - DAY
The caravan goes up one flight, then stops. Mickey and Mallory
let their two hostages sit down.
Duncan is out and out hysterical, urine stains the front of his
Think. . .think. . .think. . .
Over Duncan's impassioned clamour they can hear Wurlitzer yelling
Give up! There's no other way out!
Look, lover boy, we're not getting
outta here. So I say the hell with
going back to our cells. Let's do a
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.
Run down these stairs shootin', go out
in a hail of bullets, but take as many
of those motherfuckers with us as
We'll do that when all else fails.
We still got a few tricks up our
Oh, I don't wanna die...
Are you married? Do you have kids?
Good. People, we're goin' all the way
to the front door. Now, the only way
we're gonna get there is if they don't
want to kill you two more than they
want to kill us.
SHOTS of deputies with guns in their hands, just itching to kill
Mickey and Mallory. We hear Mickey's voice over this SHOT.
Right now I find that highly unlikely.
So, let's help 'em out, shall we?
Mickey is squatting in front of Wayne.
Now, say I tell those guys down there
if they shoot or make a move, I'm
killin' Wayne Gayle. And they shoot or
make a move anyway. Now say by some
freak accident, you didn't die, you
live though it. What would you do?
What would I do? Me and my network
would sue the entire Los Angeles County
Sheriffs Department for flagrantly
disregarding my safety. I'd go
straight to my buddy, the mayor, and
make sure everyone of those son of a
bitches down there ends up on the
unemployment line. In fact, I'd sue
every man down there personally. I
would make it my life's ambition to
bring the LA County Jail to its knees.
I would do expose after expose on the
brutality, and the conditions, and the
inhumanity that exists here.
That's what I thought. You tell them
that. When we go down those stairs, I
want you to scream what you just told
me. `My name is Wayne Gayle! I am the
star of American Maniacs watched every
week by'-- how many people?
On average forty million.
`Every week by forty million people. I
am a respected journalist.' Have you
won any awards?
Are you kidding? The Golden Globe, The
Edward R. Murrow award. . .
`Respected journalist'-- On your
... `Winner of the Golden Globe and the
Edward R. Murrow award among others.'
Tell 'em the name of your personal
lawyer, his firm, his address, and
phone number. Tell 'em about the mayor
and the unemployment lines. You
getting the idea?
Say it. Scream it. All the way out
the front door and into your van. And
if you stop screaming, I swear to God
I'll blow your head off.
You! What's your name?
INT. PRISON STAIRWELL (GROUND FLOOR) - DAY
Wurlitzer and the deputies are deciding their next move when
The deputies quickly raise their guns, but soon realize if they
take out either Mickey of Mallory that Wayne or Duncan would
Mallory's right hand is taped to the trigger and stock of the
shotgun that's wrapped firmly to Duncan's neck. The pistol in
her left hand is trained on Wurlitzer.
Mickey's left hand masters the shotgun leash on Wayne, while he
monitors the Deputies with the CAMERA on his right shoulder.
NOTE: The following scene will intercut between VIDEO FOOTAGE
and COLOR 35mm.
Wayne starts belting out his speech as Mickey focus the CAMERA
on Wurlitzer. Duncan simply cries and begs for his life to be
My name is Wayne Gayle! I am the star
of `American Maniacs', watched by forty
million people every week! I am a
respected journalist, winners of the
Golden Globe, the Edward R.
Murrows Award among others! If anybody
puts me in danger, my network will sue
The Los Angeles County Sheriffs
Department. My estate will sue every
officer personally who fires. The
network's law firm is Rowlands, Davis
Make a path!
The Knoxs and their hostages start moving forward with Wayne
yelling all the way.
The deputies keep their guns trained on the caravan, but they
keep giving ground, until they reach the doors of the front
lobby and they being to part like the Red Sea.
Wurlitzer stands his ground.
How far do you think your gonna get?
Right out the front door.
That'll never happen.
It is happening.
Wayne stops his speech to take a breath.
The deputies are completely frustrated. Mickey and Wurlitzer
are nose to nose.
I will personally hunt you down, blow
the head off your fucking-whore-wife,
and plant your sick ass in the ground
all by myself.
Another day perhaps, but not today.
EXT. COUNTY JAIL - DAY
The doors swing wide in SLOW MOTION as the caravan of Mickey,
Mallory, Wayne and Duncan take their first step into the open
A crescent of deputies frame the group in the B.G. while
Wurlitzer stands, defeated, just behind Mickey.
FREEZE FRAME on WIDE ANGLE.
Image DISSOLVES to BLACK & WHITE before BURNING into WHITE
EXT. WOODS - DAY
The WHITE LEADER is disrupted by a fogged image in BLACK &
WHITE. The image settles into a ECU of Wayne. He's being
filmed by a 16mm CAMERA that he is presently balancing on a
This entire SCENE is played out cinema verite. The SOUND is not
in sync as Wayne steps back into a MED SHOT. He looks directly
into the CAMERA.
This is Wayne Gayle. I'm wounded and
my crew, Roger and Scott, are dead.
This may be out of sync `cause we are
shooting with a wild camera and a
standard recorder we found in the van.
Mickey Knox's plan worked. We walked
out the front door, into my news van
and made our getaway. When we were
followed by patrol cars, Mallory Knox
killed Deputy Sheriff Duncan Homolka
and tosses his body out of the back.
Mickey told authorities over my police
band that I would surely be next if
they didn't give up the pursuit. They
took Mickey at his word and called off
the pursuit. Why helicopters weren't
employed, I don't know. My only
thought is it all happened too fast for
arrangements to be made. We've just
pulled off to the side of the road to
do this interview. Tensions run high--
We ain't got all fuckin' day!
Without any further ado, Mickey and
Mallory. . .
CAMERA focuses on Mallory sitting on a stump, while Mickey paces
in and out of FRAME in the B.G.
Mallory, what did you think of Mickey's
plan? Did you think it would work?
It wasn't 'till we got on the ground
floor that I totally realized they
weren't gonna shoot unless we shot
first. When we got out of the
stairwell, I remember thinking, `Oh my
God. This might work.' But
Mickey knew it would work all along.
There wasn't any doubt in his mind.
It's not like there was and he just
didn't show it. He knew it would work.
What did you think them?
I wondered how long it would be before
we'd get to be alone together. And I
wondered it I could wait that long.
Did you have anything to do with the
riot in the laundry room?
Haven't you been listening to a fuckin'
word I said? . . . Oh, I'm sorry. Can
I say fuckin'? I can't, can I?
Try to keep it to a minimum.
We had nothing to do with that riot.
That riot was just -- whatchmacallit --
What he said. We didn't know jack shit
about and riot. It just happened. It
was kismet. We didn't even know those
people. How are we supposed to
organize a riot when we've been in
fuckin' isolation for the past year?
Just bleep out the fucks and jack
I mean, it's not like we care. If they
wanna say we masterminded the whole
thing, let 'em. It won't exactly keep
us up at night. But you said you
wanted the truth, and the truth is we
were just lucky.
C'mon, c'mon, let's hurry this up.
So, what now?
Well, now me and Mickey are gonna take
it easy. Just enjoy each other's
company, stop and smell the roses,
notice the color purple, stuff like
How do you intend to disappear? you're
probably the most famous couple in
Well, back in slave times they had a
thing called the underground railroad.
And we got a whole fan club out there
just waiting to be conductors.
(to the camera)
So, you kids out there, keep the faith.
Cause Mickey and Mallory will be comin'
to your town real soon.
Okay, that's enough. End of interview.
We gotta move.
Okay, just let me swing around and film
myself asking the questions. And then
I'll do my little wrap up.
Oh, we're gonna do a little wrap up,
all right. But it won't be you starin'
in the camera, looking dumb, and acting
stupid. Instead, you're gonna be
starin' down the barrels of our
shotguns and we're gonna be pullin' the
Wayne forces a chuckle. Mickey steps away from the CAMERA and into
a THREE SHOT. The NEWS VAN is parked in the B.G.
That's a joke right?
Just wait one fucking minute.
I said I'd give you a interview. Now
unless I'm mistaken, we just did a
We did an interview, didn't we?
Looked like an interview to me.
I said we'd give you an interview. I
never said we wouldn't kill you.
Wait! I don't know, but I kinda felt
during this. . . this whole escape that
a kind of bond--
. . . developed between the tree of
us. We're kindda in this together,
don't ya think?
No. Not really.
Don't touch those triggers! Please. I
think I've already proven that a live
Wayne Gayle is much more better that a
dead. . . Way-- Gayle. I was your
passport out of jail, not Duncan
Homolka. But me! I'll be your
Just save your breath, Wayne. We hate
you. If anybody in the fuckin' world
deserves to die, it's you.
Wait! You can't kill me. Mickey and
Mallory always leave somebody alive to
tell the tale.
(points to camera)
(John Wayne voice)
Let's make a little music, Colorada.
Mickey and Mallory kiss each other passionately, then climbing
into the news van, they drive away.
Wayne's body lay peacefully in FRAME until the CAMERA
eventually runs out of film.
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