Dialogue
Hank, Chester and Doris
Hank, Chester and Doris
INT. LAKESIDE CABIN - NIGHT
CCHESTER CREEPS IN AND FLICKS ON A FLASHLIGHT. HE DECIDES THE CABIN IS EMPTY AND IT’S SAFE TO LIGHT A FLASHLIGHT. HE OPENS A FEW DRAWERS LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO HIDE THE EVIDENCE. BEHIND HIM, A DOOR SWINGS OPEN SILENTLY, AND A HAND REACHES OUT TO GRAB THE POKER FROM THE FIREPLACE. SUDDENLY, OUT JUMPS HANK POKER POISED TO SWING. CHESTER DROPS THE PAPERS AND RAISES A DEFENSIVE ARM, BUT HANKS SEES WHO IT IS.
HANK
Chester! The hell you doing here?
CHESTER
What am I doing here? Shouldn’t you be halfway to Montreal by now? [HE SEES DORIS CROUCHING
BEHIND HANK] Doris! [THEY EXCHANGE A MEANINGFUL LOOK]
DORIS
(Sternly) Get outta here, Chester.
CHESTER
Not until Hank tells me why there’s a company named after Evangeline registered in my name, to which Keenan Glass is paying thousands every month. C’mon, Hank, spill it. Are you railroading me?
HANK
(Disappointed) So, you figured it out, huh? Too bad. I guess it was that stupid radio report tipped you off? Goddamn media! A child coulda followed the trailafter that.
CHESTER
So it is true. You son of a bitch. After all these years. (shakes head)
HANK
What can I say? We cooked up a scheme and you were the perfect fall guy. I’m honestly sorry it had to be you, although I did figure you owed me. Anyway, it’s too late for crybaby antics now. If you hadn’t gone poking around, everything would still be peachy.
CHESTER
Peachy! I’m in the hole for God knows how much, and over in Rockview, Old Smokey is just about inviting me to take a seat.
HANK
Oh, cool your heels! They reserve the electric chair for murderers, not embezzlers. Most you’ll get is ten years. The worst thing is we were just getting started! Smooth sailing for over two years, with a get-out-of-jail-free card in the form of yourself, then some horny Fed ends up on the wrong end of a chokehold. I mean, that was some bad luck right there.
CHESTER
Hey, leave her out of this. Have some respect for the dead.
HANK
Respect? For that sexual pervert? No thanks.
DORIS
Clean living folk don’t have to show respect for common sluts.
CHESTER
Don’t call her that.
DORIS
Why not? She probably picks up fellow freaks from the Tenderloin every time she’s in town, the little tramp.
[CHESTER FUMES]
I bet they couldn’t wait to get high and screw all night, and apparently slap each other silly while they’re doing it.
CHESTER
Doris!
DORIS
Until maybe she slapped him a little too hard and he lost control.
CHESTER
(shouting) It wasn’t like that!
[EVERYONE GOES SILENT]