Hero of the Underworld Page #3

he's our front desk agent.

This is Rico Taylor,

he's one of our bellmen.

- Well, it's good

to see you, Jeff.

Glad you took your f***ing time.

When we got up

there, he was packed

and headed for the stairs.

- F*** you, man.

I had sh*t to do.

- Enough.

- What's your name?

- Davis Riley.

- What happened?

- We got in a fight.

- Dylan.

- Cuff him.

- Let's go.

- Mr. Barrick.

Mr. Barrick?

- Yeah? Yeah?

- We're gonna need to

get a statement from you.

All right?

- Okay.

Yeah. Whatever it takes.

I gotta go check that room.

No!

Hello?

Okay.

Yeah.

- She says he took her money.

- Sh*t.

- What is wrong with you?

- I was up all night.

- Yeah, you're the

night shift manager.

- It was a tough night, a**hole.

- Hey, don't you

talk that way to me.

- Back the f*** off, Henry.

- Guys.

C'mon.

- I don't know what

to tell you, Chris.

Yeah, he might have

come to the desk,

asked for the

safety deposit box,

but he had a key.

I mean, how do I know

whose money it is?

- I'll tell her to

file a police report.

- How much money

did she say he took?

- Try four grand.

- He had a key.

- I can't believe I'm

here on my day off.

I can't get away

from this place.

When did all this happen?

- 30 minutes ago.

Right when I came

in to relieve Henry.

The girl from last night...

- Wait, Holly?

Is she here?

- She said she checked in

and deposited the money

before she went upstairs.

- Did the police find out

if she's a working girl?

- Turns out she really

is his girlfriend.

- Let's go talk to her.

- Ma'am?

We believe you're gonna have

to file a police report.

- I can't do that.

- Your boyfriend had a

key, you both checked in,

he was able to

retrieve the money.

- I just want my money back.

- I'm sorry, but

we don't have it.

- Please give it to me?

- Sister, you need

to lower your voice.

- Hey, back the f*** off, Henry.

- Don't you yell at me.

- I'm sorry, would you

give us a moment, please?

Guys, come on.

Don't ever pull that sh*t

in front of a customer.

I don't care what you

two have between...

- I'm sorry, Chris.

- Help me.

- Yo, you lost, bro?

- What's that?

- Yo, give me your motherfucking

money, motherf***er.

- Yo, f*** you man.

- No, f*** you.

It's so great being

with you, Rachel.

I love you so much.

- Mr. Dylan.

I have not seen you

around here for so long.

How have you been?

- I'm good, Enrique, good.

- And how is your girl, eh?

- We're not together anymore.

- Oh.

Oh, I am so sorry to hear that.

But good to see you, seor.

- So you are saying

he took her money?

- She's saying he

gave her the money.

- What do you

think about it all?

- What happened?

The guy's a piece of

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes