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The street is crowded as our boys drive down Broadway. They move slowly through heavy traffic, windows down. Chuckie sorts through a large "KELLY'S ROAST BEEF" BAG as he drives.
MORGAN
Double Burger.
Will holds the wheel for Chuckie as he looks through the bag.
MORGAN (cont'd)
(same tone)
Double Burger.
Chuckie gets out fries for himself, hands Will his fries.
MORGAN (cont'd)
I, I had a Kelly's Double Burger.
CHUCKIE
Would you shut the fuck up! I know
what you ordered, I was there!
MORGAN
So why don't you give me my sandwhich?
CHUCKIE
What do you mean "your sandwhich?" I
bought it.
MORGAN
(sarcastic)
Yah, all right...
CHUCKIE
How much money you got?
MORGAN
I told you, I just got change.
CHUCKIE
Well give me your fuckin' change and
we'll put your fuckin' sandwhich on
lay-away.
MORGAN
Why you gotta be an asshole Chuckie?
CHUCKIE
I think you should establish a good
line of credit.
Laughter, Chuckie goes back searching through the bag.
CHUCKIE (cont'd)
Oh motherfucker...
WILL
She didn't do it again did she?
CHUCKIE
Jesus Christ. Not even close.
MORGAN
Did she get my Double Burger?
CHUCKIE
NO SHE DIDN'T GET YOUR DOUBLE BURGER!!
IT'S ALL FUCKIN' FLYIN' FISH FILET!!
Chuckie whips a FISH SANDWHICH back to Morgan, then to Billy.
WILL
Jesus, that's really bad, did anyone
even order a Flyin' Fish?
CHUCKIE
No, and we got four of 'em.
BILLY
You gotta' be kiddin' me. Why do we
even go to her?
CHUCKIE
Cause fuckin' Morgan's got a crush on
her, we always go there and when we
get to the window he never says a
fuckin' word to her, he never even
gets out of the car, and she never
gets our order right cause she's the
goddamn MISSING LINK!
WILL
Well, she out did herself today...
MORGAN
I don't got a crush on her.
Push in on Will who sees something O.S.
Will's P.O.V. reveals BOBBY CHAMPA and his friends walking down the street. One of them casually lobs a bottle into a wire garbage can. It SHATTERS and some of the glass hits a FEMALE PASSERBY who, although unhurt, is upset.
CHUCKIE
What do we got?
WILL
I don't know yet.
Will's P.O.V.: The woman says something to Bobby. He says something back. By the look on her face, it was something unpleasant.
MORGAN
Come on, Will...
CHUCKIE
Shut up.
MORGAN
No, why didn't you fight him at the
park if you wanted to? I'm not goin'
now, I'm eatin' my snack.
WILL
(smiles)
So don't go.
Will is out of the door, jogging toward Bobby Champa. Billy gets out, following Will with a look of casual indifference.
CHUCKIE
Morgan, Let's go.
MORGAN
I'm serious Chuckie, I ain't goin'.
Leaving the car, Chuckie opens his door to follow.
CHUCKIE
(spins in his seat)
You're goin'. And if you're not out
there in two fuckin' seconds, when I'm
done with them you're next!
And with that, Chuckie is out the door.
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