
***The scene opens in
Weslaco Texas where the David Dunn is driving around town in his white Ford
Lightening. David has the windows down in his truck while he is smoking a
Marlboro red. He looks at his gas gage and sees that he is low on gas. David
pulls into a 7-11. The white Ford Lightening stops by a gas pump. David climbs
out of his truck. He presses the gas select button and pulls out the gas
pump.***
***FLASH***
***Ten minutes
pass. David now pissed the hell off
walks away from his truck towards the 7-11 front doors. The doors fly open as
David walks into the store. David stops once in and looks around to find no one
around.***
DUNN: HELLO!
***A fat kid in
his early twenties walks out of the back office.***
CLERK: Can I help you
sir?
DUNN: Yeah I've been
outside wait for over ten minutes for you to turn on the fucking pump. What's
going on? Were you in the back whacking off or what?
CLERK: I was taking a
break in the back.
DUNN: Take your breaks
on your own time. Not on mine pal.
CLERK: Sorry sir. I
would have turned on your pump but it seems you didn't press the green button
that says, "Pay Inside".
DUNN: I would have but
I didn't know I had to. DUH! Why didn't you post a sign somewhere that says,
"Press the Green Button that says PAY INSIDE to get your pump
started". Then maybe I wouldn’t stand out there for ten fucking minutes
waiting around for you to tell me to press some stupid button.
CLERK: Look I really am
sorry. Is there anything I could do to try to make everything all right?
DUNN: Yeah. How about
quitting? That would make me feel a whole lot better.
CLERK: Hey buddy. Why
don't you get the fuck out of my store. I tried to nice to you. I tried to
offer something to you in payment for your time. But all your doing is being
rude.
DUNN: You want me to
leave? Fine I'll leave. But I'll be back. You can count on that buddy boy.
***David walks out of the store in raged by the snot nosed punk at the 7-11 store. David pulls the gas pump out of his truck and gets in. He drives over to the front doors to the 7-11.***
DUNN: Make me wait ten
minutes will ya.
***David gets out of his truck. He walks to the back and pulls out a long metal chain. He ties the chain to the front doors of the store.***
DUNN: Let's see how he
likes this.
***David gets into his truck. He starts the engine. Then like a lightening bolt the truck takes off, ripping the front doors off the store. Once the doors are off David gets out of his truck and walks inside.***
DUNN: Now about the
gas pump.
CLERK: (With a
shocked look on his face) Your pump is on sir. The gas is on the house.
DUNN: Thank you.
***The kid passes out on the floor while David walks out to his truck drives to one of the gas pumps. David pumps his gas then he proceeds to leave to his house.***
***FLASH***
***The scene
reopens with David pulling into his driveway. Chipy comes running out of the
house with a list in his hand. David rolls down the window to see what he
wants.***
CHIPY: I need you to go to the 7-11 down the street. Were out of a few things.
DUNN: I really don't
think that's such a hot idea. If you need some groceries I guess I can go to
the HEB downtown.
CHIPY: Why?
DUNN: Why what?
CHIPY: Why isn't it such a hot idea to go to the 7-11.
DUNN: Well I think
they're closed for remodeling.
CHIPY: Oh.
DUNN: Give me the list
I'll go to HEB. I can get in and out a lot faster I think.
***Chipy hands
David the list.***
CHIPY: Get everything on that list David. I don't want you to go buy one or two things on the list and fifteen cases of beer. Got it?
DUNN: I swear you
forget a few things on a shopping list and bring over fifteen cases of beer one
time...
CHIPY: One time?
DUNN: Okay five times.
Look I promise I'll get everything on the list. Without buying any beer.
CHIPY: Thank you.
DUNN: Oh…and if anyone should come by looking for
me, could you just tell them that I’ve been here all night and just left a few
minutes ago. Okay?
CHIPY: Why?
DUNN: No reason.
***Chipy walks
inside the house. David stuffs the list into his pocket. He starts up his truck
again and leaves.***
***FLASH***
***The scene
reopens as David is standing in line at a HEB with a cart full of groceries. He
looks over to entrance and sees two police officers walk into the
supermarket.***
DUNN: Oh shit…
***The two officers walk by the checkout line look towards David’s direction then pass on by.***
DUNN: Crap, crap,
crap…
***Suddenly one of the officers walks back to the checkout line where David is waiting. He walks up to the checkout lady and starts to talk to her about something. David looks to be getting very impatient.***
DUNN: What the fuck
man…
***The officer shakes his head towards the checkout lady then leaves. The checkout lady finishes checking out the customer in front of David.***
CHECKOUT LADY: Your
next sir.
***David takes his groceries out of his cart and gives them one by one to the checkout lady.***
CHECKOUT LADY: Can’t
believe that 7-11 stunt…
DUNN: Hey look you got
it all wrong…
CHECKOUT LADY: The
nerve of some guy destroying the entrance to a store for no good reason. I hope they catch the guy.
DUNN:
…oh….well…yeah. So do I.
***The
lady finishes checking David's groceries out.***
CHECKOUT LADY: $53.97
sir.
***David takes
out his wallet and pays for the groceries.***
DUNN: Thank you.
***The woman
hands David his change. She then places his groceries into his cart. David
walks out of the store to his truck.***
***FLASH***
***The scene
reopens at the Dunn home where David is seen in the backyard. He looks to be sitting down on a lawn chair
smoking a cigarette and drinking a glass of what seems to be Jack Daniels. David takes another sip and then puts the
glass down next to a small wooden table.***
DUNN: So it seems Lloyd is a live and well…
***David
smiles slightly as he grabs his glass and takes a sip of his drink.***
DUNN: Please look pass the pun.
*** David places
the glass back down.***
DUNN: Now correct me if I’m wrong here. But last time I saw Lloyd and his father,
they were beating the life out of one another in like some sick version of the
Family Feud. Hell even Louie Anderson
was asking if he could be the host of there sick show. These two men wanted nothing more than to
see one another dead. Or was the
Jackson family? To be perfectly honest
with all parties, what’s the deal? I’m
confused as hell here…fuck it. No
matter. No matter. Lloyd and his father want to finger fuck one
another then that’s all fine and dandy.
I don’t care one bit. What I do
care about is Lloyd sticking his nose in business he shouldn’t have. Who gives a fuck if you care for your father
Lloyd. If you love his sorry ass so
much then you should have let he stand up on his own two feet and die like the
piece of trash he is. Goddamn…how far
does your father have that stick up your ass Lloyd? Are you so afraid of me hurting him that you would throw yourself
in the kind trouble your in now? Your
mind isn’t in the match and because of that your going to get your ass killed
at Riot son..
***David takes a quick puff of his cigarette when throws it into the lawn.***
DUNN: Oh Lloyd, you think you’re this unstoppable
force in the BJWC. When your not. So your going to get what you deserve this
week I guess. You pissed off the devil
and now your going to burn. I honestly
didn’t want it so soon. I wanted to see
you lose a few more match like you did a few weeks ago. It’s fun watching punks kick the shit out of
you. The number one contender lose to a
punk, god that’s funny as hell. It even
makes me forget that you got involved in GFF business. It must make you laugh
too. No wait. You’re the punch line of that joke. So I guess you wouldn’t be laughing at it. Hey, if you can’t laugh at yourself then who
can you laugh at right.
***David grabs
his glass and finishes up the rest of his drink.***
DUNN: Riot should be fun this week don’t you think
Lloyd? The GFF taking on dumb ass
chump. Who else in the BJWC can say
that besides everyone in the BJWC? I
know, I know, your ten to one pissing in your pants right now trying to come up
with so snappy comeback words to put fear in my heart. If so you still haven’t gotten it. I’m the GFF. I was hired because I’m the best. They gave me my shot at your ass. So what does that mean for you?
Let’s just say another person is going to the hospital think week. Don’t Blame Me, blame Go…yourself.
That is, and forever
will be…
…enough said…
***David is about to get up from his chair when he hears police sirens close by his house. David lowers his head in disbelieve. The scene fades to black.***
