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: Ruben walks through the kitchen : Ruben : Hey ma : Rubens mother is putting up all the food that was leftover form the barbecue earlier in the day. : EXT- BACKYARD : Ruben walks back to the gate and looks through the hole. The guys are still waiting. : He opens the gate, looks both ways, and hands them the stuff : Jock#1 : Thanks bro : Jock#2 : Later Ruben : Ruben just turns and closes the gate again. : As he is latching it the guys speed off down the alley. : Ruben turns and walks back up the path. He gets about halfway when he hears another car approaching, this one is not as loud : He stops and turns. The car can be heard rolling up to the gate and it stops. The buzzer is sounded. : BZZZZZZZZ : RAPID SEQUENCE HERE : Ruben walks back and approaches the peephole. Just as he is about to look though it he is blind sided by a 9mm handle to the head. He stumbles and a guy in a blue jumpsuit and mask grabs him. Cupping a gloved hand over Ruben’s mouth. The man holding Ruben is Chris. : Chris unlatches the gate and pulls Ruben out into the alley, he looks both ways and MIKE is waiting with the trunk open. They throw Ruben into the trunk and slam it shut. : JD is sitting in the drivers seat with his mask on. Mike taps the trunk and JD pulls off. : CHRIS and MIKE nod at each other, pull out there guns and walk back into the gate. They latch the gate and Chris pulls out a pocket knife, he cuts the line for the buzzer in case anyone should show up. : Chris and Mike move cautiously up the path. Guns drawn. Chris seems a little more comfortable at this than Mike. Mike is looking around a lot, Chris seems more focused. : INT- DEALERS HOUSE- LIVING ROOM : One of the older guys MANUEL, looks back to the kitchen, he cant see through the screen door. : Manuel : (yells) : Ruben, what the fuck…… : The man looks to the other guy, Carlos, the father. : Manuel and Ruben are his two sons, Manuel is a big fat fuck who smokes weed all day, eats to much, and doesn’t go to school. : Carlos, well, he is just old, cant hardly fucking walk. These guys are well connected but easy prey for Chris and his friends. : Manuel gets up from the chair and walks back to the screen door. The mother is no longer in the kitchen. He can see through it now, He looks around, Ruben is gone. : Manuel : (yells) : Ruben : He notices there are no cars behind the house, no customers. He opens the screen door and is met with a pistol pointed at his dome. He freezes. : A Beat passes : Chris : How many in the house fat boy : Manuel starts to quiver, tears well up in his eyes. : Manuel : Ah shit man, j..jjjust my mom a..a..and pops : Don’t kill me man, w..w..whatever you want man, whatever. : Chris : Where are they : Manuel : My mm..omms is in the bathroom and my d..ddadd is on the s..oofa : Chris motions behind his back to mike, Mike comes around him and Manuel’s eyes light up. : Manuel starts to cry : Chris pushes the gun harder to his temple : Chris : Shut the fuck up, we aren’t going to hurt any_ : Mike passes the two of them and enters the house, gun raised. : Chris : _now turn the fuck around and take me to the stash. : Manuel turns around and Chris holds the gun to his head. : They begin to walk slowly.

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