Bottle Rocket Page #5
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- 1996
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DIGNAN:
You're paranoid, Bob.
BOB:
Yeah, but don't tell anybody.
ANTHONY:
Could you grow cinnamon?
BOB:
I don't know. Sure, I guess.
ANTHONY:
You could make your own cinnamon
toast.
Bob looks at Anthony for a second. He looks at Dignan. Back
at Anthony.
BOB:
Are you a fag?
LITTLE RICHARD:
You're the f*ggot.
Bob turns around to see LITTLE RICHARD, short but muscular,
wearing a down vest and a baseball cap.
BOB:
Little Richard. I don't believe it.
They'll let anybody in this place.
Sit down.
Little Richard sits down.
BOB:
Dignan and Anthony, this is Little
Richard. He's crazy. Totally nuts.
LITTLE RICHARD:
(smiling)
I don't know about that.
BOB:
Little Richard. Trust me. You're
insane. Jesus, this guy used to
carry a percussion bomb around in
his trunk. You do not want a guy
like that loose on the streets.
LITTLE RICHARD:
It seemed like a good idea at the
time.
BOB:
The one and only Little Richard.
DIGNAN:
Are you named after THE Little
Richard?
LITTLE RICHARD:
(stares at Dignan)
Ha! Ha! Ha! Why don't you stick it
up your ass. Great group of guys
you're hanging out with.
Little Richard goes out the door.
DIGNAN:
What was that all about?
BOB:
I can't believe you said that.
DIGNAN:
What did I say?
BOB:
I told you he's crazy.
ANTHONY:
But he didn't say anything.
DIGNAN:
Hang on a second.
Dignan gets up and walks out of the restaurant. Anthony and
Bob look at each other. They start to get up.
EXT. HAMBURGER PLACE. NIGHT
Anthony and Bob go out the door. Dignan is walking over to a
station wagon. Little Richard is getting in.
DIGNAN:
Little Richard. Wait a second. Hang
on. I didn't mean to --
Little Richard opens his door hard into Dignan's legs, then
gets out fast and takes off his shirt. Dignan tries to hit
him but doesn't connect. They grab onto each other and start
knocking around. Another GUY gets out of the station wagon.
Two more GUYS rush out the door of the burger place. Anthony
and Bob stand back, nervous.
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