Rocky Page #3

ROCKY:

(continuing; counting)

A hundred an' thirty.

FATS:

That's it, I'm broke.

ROCKY:

That's it? -- Completely?

FATS:

That's it.

ROCKY:

What about for food an' stuff?

7.

FATS:

You have my food in ya hand.

Rocky looks almost sympathetically into the fat man's

flushed expression.

ROCKY:

... The juice is climbin'

every week.

FATS:

I know the juice is climbin' --

I been workin' six months just

to pay the damn interest.

ROCKY:

Ya still light seventy.

FATS:

Waits! -- Be smart. Ya don't

have to break nothin' -- Here,

take my coat, it's worth

fifty-sixty dollars. It's

yours.

The man quickly removes his coat and extends it...

FATS:

(continuing)

See, ya a smart guy, Gazzo's

don't have to know nuthin'.

I'll go tape up the hand like

ya broke my thumb. Gazzo

won't be wise to nothin' -- Be

a smart guy, keep the coat,

we'll fake like ya broke the

hand.

The man extends his coat again... Rocky suddenly grabs the

man's thumb and bends him to his knees.

FATS:

(almost a whisper)

No - no - no - Please -

Please - Please don't...

Rocky releases the man who remains almost in shock. The

thumb is fine.

ROCKY:

...That's what coulda happened.

(walks off.)

8.

EXT. STREET - DAY

Later that morning Rocky passes "Animal Town Pet Shop" in

South Philly... The shop is not very prosperous looking. In

the window hangs a sign reading "Today's special -- Mixed

Kittens -- $1.50"... Rocky stops at this shop every morning.

He stares at a litter of Lhasa Apsa puppies. He taps the

window and whistles. He SEES a girl behind the counter and

presses his face against the window and does his impression

of the Hunchback of Notre Dame. The girl nervously looks

away.

The girl behind the counter is ADRIAN KLEIN. She is not

very attractive, but pleasant-looking. Thirty years old.

Brown hair pulled back. Light skinned. She wears glasses.

Rocky really stops by to flirt with Adrian, but she is so

painfully shy nothing ever gets started... Rocky enters.

INT. PET SHOP - DAY

ADRIAN:

... Could you take the puppy

out --

CUSTOMER:

It can breathe.

ADRIAN:

Please -

CUSTOMER:

Please, nothin' - I paid for

this dog and can do whatever I

want with it - I can throw it

through the window if I want -

Now give me my two dollars

back before I do throw it

through the window.

Rocky walks over to her, stares hard in her face and snatches

the bag out of her hand. He removes the puppy and hands it

to Adrian.

CUSTOMER:

Get away from me - Give me that!

Rocky takes a couple dollars out of his pocket and hands it

to the lady... She nervously exits.

ROCKY:

... How's the turtle food this

week?

9.

ADRIAN:

... Fine.

ROCKY:

Me, I'm kinda aggravated.

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