Posted by anomynous at adsl-67-119-218-75.dsl.sktn01.pacbell.net on June 09, 2003 at 22:13:12:
They each sit in silence for a beat.
Chris cocks back the hammer and JD fires up the ride.
Fade to black
TITLE SHOT, wait 2 beats.
Loud Audio O.S.
Like its right against the microphone.
The sound of a buzzer, a type of doorbell.
EXT. DRUG DEALER BACKYARD- NIGHT
This is the house of a local drug dealer. It’s a single story house on the bad side of town. This house is on H street. H street is all Mexicans, esa’s, the hardest mother fuckers that you don’t want to fuck with. There is a lot of traffic down H street and its mainly for the drug dealers, they are all in competition with each other, a lot of murders go down on H street. Nobody trusts anybody.
The funny thing about H street is that you see a lot of nice cars coming and going. A lot of high school and college kids that are scared shitless but have to come here to score. They come and go as quick as possible.
The cars roll up in the alley behind the houses, all the houses have fences in the back with doors. This house has a cement walkway straight to the gate in back, the dealers rigged a bell outside the door so that these whiteboys just ring the buzzer and stay in there cars.
A Mexican kid walks out from the back door and walks to the gate. There is a peephole in the gate.
A car full of whiteboys in letterman jackets sits in a fancy looking camaro, its loud engine humming.
The Mexican kid is the son of the dealer in the house, he takes all the orders and serves up the grub. His name is Ruben.
Ruben
What’cha need fellas.
JOCK #1
Two 8-balls
Ruben
Ye-yo
JOCK #1 looks around in confusion. The guy in the passenger seat nods
JOCK#1
Yeah, that’s it.
Ruben
Two hun son
Ruben unhooks the latch on the gate and opens it, he looks both ways down the alley before taking the money.
Ruben grabs the money and shines a flashlight in the car, he lights up a carload of four, all whiteboys. He stops on one in the backseat.
Jock #2
Sup Ruben
Ruben knows this kid from school so he figures its all right.
Ruben
Ah, whats up holmes, alright, be right back
Ruben turns and closes the gate again, he walks up the path into the house.
INT- DRUG DEALER HOUSE
Ruben walks through the kitchen where there are large pots on the stove and pans full of food lacing the counter top. Authentic Mexican food, rice, meat, beans.
He walks through the kitchen and heads out to the living room.
The living room is well kept, for a shitty house they have some pretty nice stuff. There are a couple of older men watching UFC on a big screen.
Ruben walks through the living room into a bedroom on the side.
The bedroom is clean, nice bed, some Mexican pieces on the walls, and a nice asain style hutch in the far corner.
Ruben opens the closet, there is a floor panel, he opens it and there is a safe down below, it’s a big safe, It takes a combination. Ruben gives it a few spins and opens it. The safe holds various drugs packaged for selling. Weed and Coke mainly. There is some crank and heroine but those are in smaller volumes.
Ruben reaches in and pulls out two coke viles.
He shuts the safe and gives the combo a spin. He replaces the floor panel.
Ruben looks up towards the attic cover, he lifts it up and pushes it aside. He pulls down a briefcase. It has two combinations. He sets it on the floor, puts in the numbers and opens it.
It is full of cash, all separated in different denominations.
He inserts the two hundred with the rest of the hundreds closes the case locks it, flips the numbers, and puts it back in the attic.
He replaces the cover and walks out of the room.