Bottle Rocket Page #4

A MAN standing on the sidewalk watches Anthony get out of

the car. Anthony looks at him, then walks down the sidewalk

not too fast. He turns down an alley and runs.

EXT. ALLEY. DAY

Anthony comes around the corner and meets Dignan beside a

dumpster. The alarm is still ringing in the distance.

Anthony starts looking through the wallet.

ANTHONY:

It had an alarm.

DIGNAN:

Yeah, I heard that.

ANTHONY:

(counting the money)

Five, seven, eight dollars.

He looks at Dignan.

DIGNAN:

(taking the wallet)

Holy sh*t. What'd I tell you?

ANTHONY:

Eight dollars.

DIGNAN:

That's not bad.

Anthony keeps looking at Dignan. Dignan smiles. He hands

Anthony a five dollar bill. Anthony looks at it. He takes it.

He puts it in his pocket. Dignan puts out his hand to shake.

Anthony waits a second. He shakes Dignan's hand for just a

second and walks down the alley. Dignan smiles and walks

behind him.

INT. HAMBURGER PLACE. NIGHT

Anthony and Dignan are sitting at a table with Bob.

ANTHONY:

What do herbs have to do with it? I

don't understand the --

BOB:

Pot is an herb. It's just like any

type of gardening.

DIGNAN:

How much could you grow?

Realistically.

BOB:

As much as I want. When these

plants bud I'll probably have about

six thousand dollars worth of weed.

DIGNAN:

Six thousand dollars? Come on, Bob.

BOB:

You should take a look. I have an

entire crop in my backyard.

ANTHONY:

In your backyard? How do you

protect them?

BOB:

It's private property. Plus I have

Hector.

ANTHONY:

Hector woudn't do anything.

BOB:

But he's got a loud bark. That's

the most important thing is a loud

bark.

DIGNAN:

If it's that easy why doesn't

everybody grow them?

BOB:

Good question.

Bob looks at Anthony and Dignan. He suddenly gets worried.

BOB:

Don't you guys tell anybody about

my plants.

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