Rocky Page #4

ADRIAN:

... I'm sorry.

ROCKY:

Ain't your fault - Here's the

problem.

Adrian nods... Though charmed, she is slightly intimidated.

ROCKY:

The last food I got here had

more moths than flies -- An'

the moths get caught in my

turtle's throat -- That makes

them cough --

The OWNER, a squat woman of forty, steps out of the back and

waves at Rocky.

ROCKY:

(continuing)

Yo, Gloria -- I was talkin'

about the turtle food -- Like

I was sayin', the moths get

caught in the turtle's throat

an' makes 'em cough...

(coughs)

A little cough an' I gotta

smack 'em on the shell -- An'

whatta think they get?

Adrian shrugs.

ROCKY:

(continuing)

I smack 'em hard on the shell

an' they get... What?

ADRIAN:

... I don't know.

ROCKY:

Shell-shocked!

Both the Owner and Adrian smile.

10.

OWNER:

Startin' with the bad jokes

early today, huh.

ROCKY:

Inventin' jokes ain't easy.

Rocky steps over to a large cage at the rear of the shop...

Inside is a huge dog.

ROCKY:

(continuing)

How's Butkus this mornin'?

OWNER:

Ain't had time to check 'em.

Rocky opens the cage and the large dog jumps out and looks

very happy.

ROCKY:

Yo, Butkus -- Dead. Play dead.

The dog plays dead.

ROCKY:

...What kinda dog is this again?

OWNER:

Bullmastiff.

ROCKY:

The owner was suppose to pick

him up three weeks ago.

OWNER:

We're not responsible for

animals left over thirty

days - We board it ain't a

animal shelter, Y'know.

...Adrian, I want you to clean

all those cat cages downstairs,

they're a mess.

(Adrian nods.)

Rocky waves goodbye to Adrian and exits the shop.

EXT. LEHIGH ST. TRAIN TRESTLE - DAY

Gazzo picks up Rocky.

11.

INT. GAZZO'S CAR - MOVING - DAY

MR. GAZZO and his YOUNG BODY GUARD sit in the front seat...

Rocky is in the back seat.

ROCKY:

He only had a hundred an'

thirty. -- I think he's good

for the rest next week, Mr.

Gazzo.

GAZZO:

(patiently)

Sure, Rocky, Bob's good for

it...

Gazzo hands Rocky a twenty.

GAZZO:

Tomorrow collect from Del

Rio -- He's late three weeks.

How'd you do last night?

ROCKY:

... Fine.

Gazzo's Bodyguard looks at Rocky's bruised face in the

mirror and smiles.

BODYGUARD:

Did ya get the license number?

ROCKY:

Of wa?

BODYGUARD:

... Of the truck that run over

your face.

Gazzo steps out of the car and beckons to Rocky.

GAZZO:

Yo Rock. Did I give you a job

this mornin? How come ya

didn't break this guy's thumb

like I asked ya? When ya

don't do what ya are told, it

makes me look bad, kid.

ROCKY:

I figure if I break the thumb

this guy gets thrown outta his

job and can't pay nothin no

more.

12.

GAZZO:

It don't matter. It's my

reputation. These guys think

they can get off light. It's

bad for my reputation -- It's

bad for business. See ya

killer.

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