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To begin with, here is how Mr. Pink left us in the original Tarantino script:
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Mr. Pink is standing motionless. Finally he grabs the satchel of diamonds and RUNS out the door. We hear outside a CAR START. Then the SOUND of a BULLHORN yells out:
POLICE FORCE (OS)
Freeze! Get out of the car and
lie face down on the ground!
MR. PINK (OS)
Don't shoot!
We now hear SIRENS, the SOUNDS of more CARS DRIVING.
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51- INT. CAR - DAY
MR. PINK
Ah, fuck it, I'm making
a break for it!
Mr. Pink SLAMS his foot down on the gas pedal as the car careens around the corner and out of sight. Shots are heard FIRING in the background.
52 - EXT. (MOVING) CAR - DAY
The car HITS a PEDESTRIAN at the corner but manages to keep up its speed.
MR. PINK (OS)
Fuckin' asshole, watch where
you're going!
Mr. Pink notices a MAN in a bloody black suit crawling on the sidewalk ahead. He slows down a little and then stops completely.
53 - INT. CAR - DAY
MR. PINK
What the fuck - Brown?! I thought
you were dead, man! Get in the car.
Quick, you asshole, I got the fuckin'
cops chasing me!
MR. BROWN
Unghhh. Unghh.
MR. PINK
Ah, shit man.
Mr. Pink gets out of the car and DRAGS Mr. Brown into the passenger seat. He returns to his seat and FLOORS it. We hear police SIRENS getting closer.
54 - INT. (MOVING) CAR - DAY
MR. PINK
You better talk fast asshole,
because I don't know who the fuck
to trust anymore. I'm the only guy
around here acting like a fuckin'
professional. What gives man, I
thought you got shot in the head?
A few beats.
MR. PINK
(panicking)
You better talk soon man, or
I'll drop you on the next sidewalk,
I ain't fuckin' kidding either. Right
now, I'm like Dirty Harry-- only I know
exactly how many bullets I've got
left...
MR. BROWN
I just got...unghhh, blood in my eye,
that's all. I'm okay now, I had just
passed out in the car. You fuckin'
guys just left me there!!
MR. PINK
We thought you were dead for sure,
man. It's a fuckin' bloodbath back
there. Everybody's going fuckin'
apeshit, pointing guns at each other,
I just busted out of there, fuck that!
I just knew it was a fuckin' set-up.
I told you assholes from the beginning.
MR. BROWN
What about the diamonds?
MR. PINK
Got 'em right here. They're safe.
We're gettin' the fuck out of dodge
man. We'll split the loot in
San Francisco.
MR. BROWN
(coyly)
Well...
MR. PINK
Well what? Spit it out asshole,
I'm nervous enough as it is.
MR. BROWN
Maybe we can hang out once we get
there. I got a loft in the city, we
can lay low, you know, call Joe and
smoke some shit.
MR. PINK
Smoke some...what the fuck, man?! I
don't want to hang out there. We'll
split the shit and split the fuck up.
I don't want to get to know you, man?
Christ, Joe really put together a
bunch of fuckin' amateurs here.
Asshole!
MR. BROWN
Fuck, calm down. I thought you
were, you know...cool?
MR. PINK
What the fuck? You calling me a --
A SHOT blasts through the back window of the car. Glass flies everywhere.
MR. PINK
Ah, fuck, they're gaining on us.
MR. BROWN
You mean, you're not gay?
MR. PINK
No, I'm not fuckin' gay! Are you
kidding me, man? Is this a fuckin'
joke!
MR. BROWN
Fuck, relax, I guessed wrong.
Now where is that satchel?
Mr. Brown finds the satchel in the back seat and opens it up. A bright yellow GLOW emits from it.
MR. BROWN
Oh my God. These aren't diamonds...look.
MR. PINK
Oh, fuck, it's beautiful. Is it -- ?
MR. BROWN
Yes, they are.
MR. PINK
Hand 'em over. I want a closer look.
MR. BROWN
Will you calm the fuck down, You're
driving, I'll let you see 'em when
you pull over.
MR. PINK
Listen asshole, you don't tell me
how things go, alright? I'm the
only fucker keeping things together
today. I'm the one who made off with
the satchel, I'm the one who got
away twice from the cops, so don't
give me any shit and hand over the --
Both Pink and Brown STRUGGLE with the satchel until it's finally FLUNG outside the moving car and onto a neighborhood sidewalk in Hollywood.
The car SCREECHES to a halt. Suddenly shotgun BLASTS fly in from the back of the car and BLOW both their heads apart. A cop car then SMASHES violently into their car. One cop flies through the windshield, onto the "dogs" car - dying instantly. The other cop is unconscious in the wrecked police cruiser.
55 - EXT. STREET - DAY
A young, white preppy-looking MAN with a blow-dry haircut and a blue shirt notices a black satchel on the sidewalk. He puts down his Sprite, briefcase and Big Kahuna Burger bag and picks it up. He opens it.
MAN
Whoa! What the fuck?!
VOICE (OS)
Hey Brett, let's get a move on.
BRETT
Be right there.
Brett quickly slides the satchel into his briefcase, picks up his junk food and walks away.
THE END
Hamburgers. The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.
ცოფიანი ძაღლები / Reservoir Dogs, ტარანტინოს ნამუშევრის დაწვრილვებითი განხილვა.
