Get Out Page #4

ROD:

‘Sup?

INTERCUT WITH:

11.

INT. ROSE’S CAR - DAY

Chris sits in the passenger seat and talks on the cell phone.

CHRIS:

Hey. You at work?

ROD:

Yeah. How I’m gonna get in troublefor following standard procedure?

F***in’ Gary out here thinkin’just because a b*tch old, shecan’t hijack an airplane.

Chris laughs.

ROD (CONT’D)

Like you can’t hide a bomb in awheelchair? Watch, Chris, the next

9/11 is gonna be on some geriatricshit.

CHRIS:

Look, man, real quick. You good towatch Sid this weekend right?

ROD:

What? You think I forgot? Damn‘C’, give your boy a littlecredit. I don’t forget sh*t; youdo.

CHRIS:

You’re right. My bad.

ROD:

Apology accepted. How’s ‘Lil MissRosie?

CHRIS:

She’s good.-

Rose takes the phone.

ROSE:

Hi, Rod.

ROD:

Whattup babygirl? You better bringmy boy back in one piece.

12.

ROSE:

I don’t even know what that means

but yes I promise.

ROD:

You know you picked the wrong guythough right?

ROSE:

It’s not too late for us is it?

Chris takes the phone back.

CHRIS:

Okay, get your own girl.

ROD:

Damn, I never seen you like this.

Meeting the family and everything?

What does she do lick your ass?

CHRIS:

No! What the f*** is wrong withyou?

ROD:

That’s it! First girl licks yourass and you done. Just...

Rod makes a WHIPPING SOUND.

CHRIS:

You need help.

ROD:

Yeah I do. I need your girl tointroduce me to one of her freakydeaky boarding school friends.

CHRIS:

(laughing)

I’ll see what I can do. Oh, and

I’ll kick you some cash forwatching Sid.

ROD:

Come on, son! I don’t need yourmoney. I got you!

CHRIS:

Thanks, man.

ROD:

You better not come back all

bougie on me tho-

13.

Chris hangs up. He gives Rose a look.

ROSE:

What..? Settle down. You know I’m

yours.

After a beat he puts another cigarette in his mouth.

ROSE (CONT’D)

No!

CHRIS:

Last one!

She goes for it. He dodges playfully and tickles her causingher to cackle.

A shadow darts across the road in front of the hood of the

car. It’s hind legs SMACK the hood of the car with a loudTHWAT-THWAT. It’s propelled into the woods at an awkwardangle. The CAR SCREECHES to a halt.

Chris and Rose breathe hard for a few moments of shock.

ROSE:

F***!

CHRIS:

You okay?

ROSE:

Yeah. You?

CHRIS:

Yeah. That scared the sh*t out of

me.

EXT. RURAL ROAD - CONTINUOUS

Rose gets out of her car and inspects the damage. Chris getsout as well. There’s a small bloody dent in the hood.

ROSE:

F***!!!

Chris looks back in the direction of the collision.

CHRIS:

Stay here.

ROSE:

What are you doing?

14.

CHRIS:

I don’t know... See if it’s okay?

Chris walks a few more steps then stops. He rethinks.

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