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 Outside of Goffs, California, in the Mojave Desert, a policeman pulls over a 1964 Chevrolet Malibu driven by Dr. J. Frank Parnell (Fox Harris). The cop opens the trunk, sees a blinding flash of white light, and is instantly vaporized, leaving only his boots behind.
Otto Maddox (Emilio Estevez), a young punk rocker living in Los Angeles, is fired from his boring job as a supermarket stock clerk. His girlfriend leaves him for his best friend. Depressed and broke, Otto is wandering the streets when a man named Bud (Harry Dean Stanton) drives up and offers him $25 to drive a car out of the neighborhood.
Otto follows Bud in the car to the "Helping Hand Acceptance Corporation" (a small automobile repossession agency), where he learns that the car he drove was being repossessed. He refuses to join Bud as a repossession agent, or "repo man", and goes to his parents' house. He learns that his burned-out, pot-smoking, ex-hippie parents (Jonathan Hugger, Sharon Gregg) have donated the money they promised him for finishing school to a crooked televangelist. He decides to take the repo job.
Otto soon learns that, as Bud had told him, "the life of a repo man is always intense." He enjoys the fast living, drug use, car chases, hot-wiring cars, and good pay. His old life is boring by comparison.
After repossessing a flashy red Cadillac, Otto sees a girl named Leila (Olivia Barash) running down the street. He gives her a ride to her workplace, the United Fruitcake Outlet ("UFO"...), where they have sex in the backseat. On the way, Leila shows Otto pictures of aliens that she says are in the trunk of a Chevy Malibu. She claims that they are dead but still dangerous because of the radiation that they emit. Meanwhile, Helping Hand and its repo rivals are offered a $20,000 bounty notice for the Malibu. Most assume that the car is drug-related, because the bounty is so far above the actual worth of the car.
Parnell finally arrives in L.A., but he is unable to meet up with his waiting UFO compatriots because of a team of government agents led by a woman with a metal hand. When he pulls into a gas station, the Rodriguez brothers (competitors of Helping Hand) take the car. They stop for sodas because the car's trunk is so hot. While they are out of the car, a trio of Otto's punk friends, who are on a crime spree (what they call "doing crimes"), steal the Malibu.
After they visit a night club, Parnell appears and tricks the punks into opening the trunk, killing one of them and scaring the other two away, allowing him to take the car back. Later, he picks up Otto and drives aimlessly, talking about how a brilliant scientist friend gave himself a lobotomy to deal with his work, then reveals his friend drives a Chevy Malibu before collapsing and dying from radiation exposure. Otto takes the car back to Helping Hand and leaves it in the lot. The car is stolen from the lot, and a chase ensues with all the characters involved. By this time, the car is glowing bright green. Eventually, the car reappears at the Helping Hand lot with Bud behind the wheel, however he ends up being shot and leaves the car; the various groups trying to acquire the car soon show up - government agents, the UFO scientists, and even the televangelist Otto's parents gave his college funds to. However, anyone who now approaches it bursts into flames, even those in flame-retardant suits. Only Miller, an eccentric mechanic who works at Helping Hand, is able to approach and enter the car. He slides behind the wheel, apparently impervious to the radiation. He beckons Otto into the Malibu, and Otto accepts eagerly, dismissing Leila's confession of love (at which point she calls him a "shithead" and says "I'm glad I tortured you."). After he settles into the passenger seat, the Malibu lifts straight up into the air. The film closes with the car zooming through the air around downtown LA and then off into the stars.
Outside of Goffs , California , in the Mojave Desert , a policeman pulls over a 1964 Chevrolet Malibu driven by Dr. J. Frank Parnell ( Fox Harris ) . The cop opens the trunk , sees a blinding flash of white light , and is instantly vaporized , leaving only his boots behind . Otto Maddox ( Emilio Estevez ) , a young punk rocker living in Los Angeles , is fired from his boring job as a supermarket stock clerk . His girlfriend leaves him for his best friend . Depressed and broke , Otto is wandering the streets when a man named Bud ( Harry Dean Stanton ) drives up and offers him $ 25 to drive a car out of the neighborhood . Otto follows Bud in the car to the Helping Hand Acceptance Corporation ( a small automobile repossession agency ) , where he learns that the car he drove was being repossessed . He refuses to join Bud as a repossession agent , or repo man , and goes to his parents ' house . He learns that his burned-out , pot-smoking , ex-hippie parents ( Jonathan Hugger , Sharon Gregg ) have donated the money they promised him for finishing school to a crooked televangelist . He decides to take the repo job . Otto soon learns that , as Bud had told him , the life of a repo man is always intense . He enjoys the fast living , drug use , car chases , hot-wiring cars , and good pay . His old life is boring by comparison . After repossessing a flashy red Cadillac , Otto sees a girl named Leila ( Olivia Barash ) running down the street . He gives her a ride to her workplace , the United Fruitcake Outlet ( UFO ... ) , where they have sex in the backseat . On the way , Leila shows Otto pictures of aliens that she says are in the trunk of a Chevy Malibu . She claims that they are dead but still dangerous because of the radiation that they emit . Meanwhile , Helping Hand and its repo rivals are offered a $ 20,000 bounty notice for the Malibu . Most assume that the car is drug-related , because the bounty is so far above the actual worth of the car . Parnell finally arrives in L.A. , but he is unable to meet up with his waiting UFO compatriots because of a team of government agents led by a woman with a metal hand . When he pulls into a gas station , the Rodriguez brothers ( competitors of Helping Hand ) take the car . They stop for sodas because the car s trunk is so hot . While they are out of the car , a trio of Otto s punk friends , who are on a crime spree ( what they call doing crimes ) , steal the Malibu . After they visit a night club , Parnell appears and tricks the punks into opening the trunk , killing one of them and scaring the other two away , allowing him to take the car back . Later , he picks up Otto and drives aimlessly , talking about how a brilliant scientist friend gave himself a lobotomy to deal with his work , then reveals his friend drives a Chevy Malibu before collapsing and dying from radiation exposure . Otto takes the car back to Helping Hand and leaves it in the lot . The car is stolen from the lot , and a chase ensues with all the characters involved . By this time , the car is glowing bright green . Eventually , the car reappears at the Helping Hand lot with Bud behind the wheel , however he ends up being shot and leaves the car ; the various groups trying to acquire the car soon show up - government agents , the UFO scientists , and even the televangelist Otto s parents gave his college funds to . However , anyone who now approaches it bursts into flames , even those in flame-retardant suits . Only Miller , an eccentric mechanic who works at Helping Hand , is able to approach and enter the car . He slides behind the wheel , apparently impervious to the radiation . He beckons Otto into the Malibu , and Otto accepts eagerly , dismissing Leila s confession of love ( at which point she calls him a shithead and says I m glad I tortured you. ) . After he settles into the passenger seat , the Malibu lifts straight up into the air . The film closes with the car zooming through the air around downtown LA and then off into the stars .
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<b>                                            REPO MAN
</b>


                                           Written by

                                            Alex Cox



                                          Transcript by

                                           Steve Farmer




               Repo Man theme music now begins playing. Map is shown in background 
               (green text on black background), zoomed in on Los Alamos, New 
               Mexico. While remaining credits are shown, the map travels to 
               Sante Fe, then Albuquerque, then begins following US66 west through 
               Arizona to California, finally ending up a few miles east of 
               Goffs (northwest of Needles).
<b> 
</b>               Green '64 Chevy Malibu

               Malibu is weaving down the highway in the desert, passes billboard 
               with motorcycle cop behind it. Cop pulls out behind Malibu.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Forty-niner and his daughter Clementine. 
                         Oh my darlin, oh my darlin...
<b> 
</b>               Motorcycle cop pulls the car over, gets off motorcycle and raps 
               on car window.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Clementine Clemen-

<b>                                     COUNTY SHERIFF
</b>                         Let me see your drivers license.

<b>                                     RADIO
</b>                         Post ten-eighteen. Post ten-eighteen.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     COUNTY SHERIFF
</b>                         From out of town, hmm? What's you got 
                         in the trunk?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         oah...you don't want to look in there.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     COUNTY SHERIFF
</b>                         Give me the keys.

               The motorcycle cop walks around to the back of the car and opens 
               the trunk. The car has New Mexico license plates KBB-283. In 
               every scene after this when the plates are visible, they will 
               be 127-GBH.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     COUNTY SHERIFF
</b><b>                         AHHHHHH!
</b>
               The motorcycle cop gets disintegrated, leaving behind a pair 
               of flaming boots (a reference to the movie Timerider, which was 
               co-written and produced by Mike Nesmith). Parnell watches from 
               side mirror, where we see that the left side of his sunglasses 
               have no lens.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Oh my darlin Clementine, you are lost 
                         now gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto and Kevin, in the supermarket, facing cans of generic yellow 
               cling sliced peaches.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Do Do Do De Do De Do De Do De Do Feeling 
                         Do De Da Do De Do De Do Feeling seven-up. 
                         I'm feeling seven-up. Feeling seven 
                         up. I'm feeling seven up. It's a crisp 
                         refreshing feeling crystal clear and 
                         light. America's drinking seven-up and 
                         it sure feels right. Feeling lucky seven.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto puts price sticker on Kevin's glasses.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Kevin stop singing man.

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Feeling seven eleven.

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Hum. I wasn't singing guy.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I'm standing right next to you and you're 
                         fucking (flippin) singing. Cut it out.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Jeeze. Why so tense guy?

<b>                                     MR. HUMPHRIES
</b>                         Otto?

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Mister Humphries!

<b>                                     MR. HUMPHRIES
</b>                         You were late again this morning. Now 
                         normally I'd let it go but it's been 
                         brought to my attention that you're 
                         not paying attention to the way you 
                         space the cans. Many young men of your 
                         age in these uncertain times-
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MR. HUMPHRIES
</b>                         Otto! Are you paying attention to me?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LOUIE
</b>                         Hey! He's talking to you!

               Kevin chuckles

               Otto grabs Kevin by the front of his shirt, steps around him, 
               and pushes him into the stack of cans (this has been described 
               as a goof but it's clearly just a case of awkward staging used 
               to make the shot work).
<b> 
</b>               Louie pulls his gun.

<b>                                     LOUIE
</b>                         (Basta!) 

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         You gotta love getting fired from your 
                         job in a big way, Otto.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MR. HUMPHRIES
</b>                         What are you laughing at? Louie, throw 
                         him out too.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LOUIE
</b>                         Come on you  worm. Get out of here.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Louie shoves Kevin down aisle where Otto is walking out. Otto 
               takes off his clip-on bow tie and tosses it back towards Louie. 
               Louie twirls his gun and puts it away. Note that the store aisle 
               is lined with nothing but generic products, plain black lettering 
               on white background. All products in movie from now on will have 
               this appearance.
<b> 
</b>               Punks slamdancing to Coup D'etat in the back of a warehouse.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b>               Otto is there slamdancing and Duke walks up, the two of them 
               swing each other around. Behind them, the graffiti on the wall 
               says "Circle Jerks", a band which will appear later in the movie.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         How you doing dude? When did you get 
                         out of the slammer man?
<b> 
</b>               Otto enters bedroom where Debbi is waiting in bed.

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         What's the difference? ]

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Huh?

               Otto lays back on the bed and puts his hands behind his head.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         okay

               Debbi pulls back his shirt a little and begins kissing his stomach, 
               then stops.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Otto. Otto.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What?

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Get me another beer.

               Otto goes downstairs and there's a party going on. Institutionalized 
               plays in background.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Ow. Cool. Ow. Dammit. I'm supposed to 
                         be the host here.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Ow!

               Otto returns to the bedroom

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Debbi honey. I got you a beer.

               Otto turns on light and finds Duke there with Debbi.

<b>                                     [OTTO
</b>                         Shit.

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Just ignore him Duke he's nothing but 
                         a big baby.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Turn the fucking light out.]

               Otto leaves room just as Kevin arrives and looks in the door.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         What are you doing? Nobody supposed 
                         to be up here. This is my parent's room.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     
</b>                         Dude, nobody supposed to be up here, 
                         this is my parent's room.)
<b> 
</b>               [Otto in a vacant lot drinking a beer.

               It's early morning and Otto starts walking.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Don't want to talk about anything else. 
                         We don't want to know. We're just dedicated...to 
                         our favorite shows. Saturday night live, 
                         Monday night football, Dallas, Jeffersons, 
                         Gilligan's island, Flintstones. ]
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto still walking, but it's light now.

               Bud pulls up next to him in a blue sedan.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey kid! (Honk) Hey! Hey kid! Hey! Hey! 
                         Are you hard of hearing?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What do you want?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         You want to make ten bucks?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Fuck you, queer.(Shove off, pervert)
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Now waita minute wait a minute kid you 
                         got the wrong idea. Look my old lady 
                         is real sick and I got to get her to 
                         the hospital, okay?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         So what? Take her there.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         I can't. I can't leave her car in this 
                         bad area. Look I need some helpful soul 
                         to drive it for me, okay? She's pregnant. 
                         She's with twins. She could drop at 
                         any time. All right?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well, uh, how much are you going to 
                         give me?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Fifteen bucks.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         No. Won't do it for less than twenty.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Twenty-five. Follow me in my old lady's 
                         car. Its right here. okay?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         All right... Where's, uh, where's your 
                         old lady at?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Never mind about that. Right now we 
                         need to get both of my cars out of this 
                         bad area, allright? Come on.
<b> 
</b>               Otto gets in the car, a white 4 door Cutlass sedan.

<b>                                     FROM THE APARTMENT
</b>                         (baby crying) Papa! (?) aqui. un gringo 
                         (en la calle con su coche)
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b>
<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Let's go.

               Bud and Otto drive down freeway, Chevy Malibu swerves in front 
               of them. It is moving right across the lanes but has the left 
               blinker on.
<b> 
</b>               Bud and Otto enter the Helping Hand Acceptance Corporation

               (Marlene talks on phone simultaneously with other conversations).
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Helping hand acceptance corporation, 
                         Marlene speaking.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REPO VICTIM
</b>                         You know damn straight what I'm talking 
                         about. It's sitting right out side. 
                         It took me two weeks to get this money 
                         up so I can come and get it.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         I don't think so sir you'll have to 
                         call back. I'll call you back O.K.?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         That ain't your car.

<b>                                     REPO VICTIM'S GIRL
</b>                         Hey don't let him lie to you like that. 
                         Unh?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Thanks Bud.

<b>                                     REPO VICTIM
</b>                         Are you going to give me my car or do 
                         I got to go to your house and shove 
                         your dog's head down the toilet.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Helping hand acceptance corporation 
                         Marlene speaking.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Take it easy sonny boy.

<b>                                     REPO VICTIM'S GIRL
</b>                         Shut up rent-a-cop.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Best goddamn (gol-durn) car on the lot.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     REPO VICTIM
</b>                         You damn right it is.

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Will you, Will you hold please?

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Helping hand acceptance corporation 
                         Marlene speaking.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REPO VICTIM
</b>                         Say moma what's happening? You want 
                         to take a lift?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         No thank you. L.A.P.D. I wanted to report 
                         a repo in Boro heights area.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REPO VICTIM'S GIRL
</b>                         Let's go.

               The Repo victim and his girl leave

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         A Cadillac. Is he a pimp?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Shut up Plettschner.

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Bud what street was that car on?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Honey I don't know, some alley uh. Hey 
                         kid!
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey what street was the Cutlass on?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I don't know. What happened to your 
                         old lady?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         They don't know I'll call you back.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Helping hand acceptance corporation 
                         Marlene speaking.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         My old lady? Oh shit (shoot)! I forgot 
                         all about her. Well she'll take the 
                         bus. She's a rock.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         What kind of car? What kind of car?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey come on in. Marlene! Marlene!

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Can you hold?

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Got a name kid?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah! It's Otto.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Otto! Otto parts? HAHAHA

               The phone rings and Oly answers

               Marlene is talking on the phone, but a continuous cut now shows 
               her holding a pencil in both hands.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         You got a drivers license honey?

<b>                                     OLY ON THE PHONE
</b>                         Oh Yeah! Fuckin-a (flippin right) we 
                         ripped your car. Asshole (airhead)!
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Let me see it.

<b>                                     OLY ON THE PHONE
</b>                         You want to know who told us where it 
                         was? Your goddamn (gol-durned) brother.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Are you really twenty-one?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         That's what it says doesn't it.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Hey you want some help with that beer 
                         kid?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You're all repo men.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         What if we are?

               Otto pours the beer on the floor.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         You know kid, uhh, usually when someone 
                         pulls shit (stuff) like that my first 
                         reaction is uhh I want to punch his 
                         fucking (flippin) lights out.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         But you know something?

<b>                                     BUD AND OLY
</b>                         You're all right!

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Right Lite?

               Lite enters

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Got any messages for me baby?

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Yeah. Here you go.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Cracks me up.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Somebody pissed (puked) on the floor 
                         again?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Maybe he's looking for a job? Huh budsky?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Could be? What do you say kid were always 
                         on the look out for a few good men.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Screw (stuff) that! Ain't going to be 
                         no repo man. No way!
<b> 
</b>               Otto out in the yard with Miller

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         You find one in every car. You'll see.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Back in the desert

               We begin scene looking through the windshield of a police motorcycle. 
               The windshield of the police motorcycle naturally has a pine 
               tree air freshener hanging from it. We see some people searching 
               around in the desert, most of them in radiation suits, with a 
               local sheriff following a woman in a business suit.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     RADIO
</b>                         Come in Officer Labeef do you read me?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     RADIO
</b>                         Chuck will you stop fooling around?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     SHERIFF
</b>                          I've never seen the like of that.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     RADIO
</b>                         I have the stats on that car Officer 
                         Labeef.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     RADIO
</b>                         Ten-forty Baker

<b>                                     SHERIFF
</b>                         What could have done that to him? Gasoline? 
                         Napalm?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         It happens sometimes. People just explode. 
                         Natural causes.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     SHERIFF
</b>                         What?

               Suspect presence on west coast confirmed

               44% possibility Los Angeles

               Locate immediately

               Do not notify police

<b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Suspect presence on west coast confirmed. 
                         Do not notify police.
<b> 
</b>               Otto and Kevin on a porch in the rain

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Night watchman in Pomona.

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Yep.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Asbestos worker. City of industry.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Yep Yep!

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         French fry maker Agoura. Ha Ha that's 
                         absurd.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Yeah? Well you think it's funny huh? 
                         There's fucking (lots of) room to move 
                         as a fry cook, man. You know I could 
                         be manager in two years? King! God! 
                         (egad!)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You know Kevin, I had this wild fucking 
                         (flippin) dream the other night.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         I bet.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         It was with you and me and we were working 
                         in this sleazy shithole (shabby) motel 
                         down in Miami, Florida. And we were 
                         bellhops and we were sixty-five years 
                         old. It was so real it was really real, 
                         realistic.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         And then what, you woke up in a puddle 
                         (cold sweat)?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Fuck you! (drop dead)

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Fucking (you) jerk.

               Otto stands up and starts to walk away.

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Where you going asshole (snotnose)?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Away from you.

               Otto gets off the Edge City #127 bus and comes home. Mom and 
               Dad are watching TV
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NOTE
</b>                         Edge City, also the name of the film's 
                         production company, is a recurring theme 
                         in Tom Wolfe's "Electric Kool-Ade Acid 
                         Test".
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Mother, father. Got anything to eat?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     REVEREND LARRY
</b>                         Occasionally we get a letter from a 
                         viewer that says now the only reason 
                         Reverend Larry comes on your television 
                         set is because he wants your money. 
                         And do you know what? They're right! 
                         I do want your money. Because god wants 
                         your money. So I want you to go out 
                         and mortgage that home and sell that 
                         car and send me your money. You don't 
                         need that car. (continues in background)
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO MOM
</b>                         Put it on a plate son you'll enjoy it 
                         more.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I couldn't enjoy it any more mom MMM 
                         MMM MMM This is swell.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Dad? Hey Dad?

<b>                                     OTTO DAD
</b>                         What is it son?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Do you remember that you once told me 
                         along time ago. Well not too long ago 
                         but ummm. That you told me that you'd 
                         give me a thousand dollars to go to 
                         Europe if I finish school. Well you 
                         know something? You were right. About 
                         finishing school that's ah that's what 
                         I'd like to do. But umm I want to know 
                         if I could have the money first. Like 
                         now. [You know I really love you Dad 
                         I've always loved you. You too mom. 
                         What do you say?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO DAD
</b>                         I don't have it anymore.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What?]

<b>                                     OTTO MOM
</b>                         You father gave all our extra money 
                         to the Reverend's telethon, Otto. 
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well what about me?

<b>                                     OTTO DAD
</b>                         You're on the honor roll of the chariots 
                         of fire. Same as us, Otto. It was a 
                         gift. From all of us jointly.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO MOM
</b>                         We're sending bibles to El Salvador.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto and Bud riding in Bud's car

               Jazz music plays on the radio. In almost all scenes inside of 
               Bud's car, Jazz music will be playing on the radio.
<b> 
</b>               In this sequence the background changes from day to night, back 
               to day, and back to night again (during the speed snorting scene) 
               even though the dialog seems continuous. I believe that this 
               was done intentionally to show the passage of time, but the disjointed 
               events are cut so smoothly as to make it seem like they goofed 
               the continuity. It's clearer in the TV version where there truly 
               is a break between the line about speed and the actual snorting.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         So how much do I get paid, twenty-five 
                         buck a car.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Paid? You don't get paid. Are you kidding, 
                         you work on commission, that's better 
                         than getting paid.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Most cars you rip are worth two or three 
                         hundred dollars. Fifty thousand dollar 
                         Porsche (german pronounciation) might 
                         make ya five grand.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         It helps if you dress like a detective, 
                         too. Detectives dress kind of square. 
                         People think this guy is a cop. They're 
                         going to think you're packing something. 
                         They don't fuck (mess) with you so much.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Are you?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Am I what?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Packin' something.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Ha. Only an asshole (a jackass) gets 
                         killed for a car. Guys who make it are 
                         the guys who get into their cars at 
                         anytime. Get in at three A.M. get up 
                         at four. That's why there ain't a repo 
                         man I know that don't take speed.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Speed huh?

               Bud at payphone

               Bud is talking on phone.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         I'll call you back! (hangs up) Flippin 
                         general telephone.
<b> 
</b>               Bud picks up phone and dials. Phone begins making a loud whining 
               noise.
<b> 
</b>               Bud gets sledgehammer from car and destroys phone while Otto 
               watches. When Bud is done, Otto gets crowbar from car and beats 
               side of phone with it while laughing.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         C'mon.

               Otto and Bud in car in alley

               (In the television version, this entire scene takes place while 
               watching Bud's car drive down a road, but you can still hear 
               the snorting in the background.)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     [BUD SNORTING A LINE
</b>                         Jesus Christ.]

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Never broke into a car. Never hot-wired 
                         a car. Kid. I never broke into a trunk. 
                         I shall not cause harm to any vehicle 
                         nor the personal contents thereof. Nor 
                         through inaction let that vehicle or 
                         the personal contents thereof come to 
                         harm. That's what I call the repo code 
                         kid. Don't forget it etch it in your 
                         brain. Not many people got a code to 
                         live by anymore.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey! Hey look at that. Look at those 
                         assholes (that) over there.
<b> 
</b>               We see a group of people around a tow truck with a car being 
               hooked up to it.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Ordinary  people I hate 'em.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Me too.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         What do you know? See an ordinary person 
                         spend his life avoiding tense situations. 
                         Repoman spends his life getting into 
                         tense situations. ! Lets go get a drink.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto and Bud in a store

               Bud sets 2 six packs of "drink" down on the counter.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Tense situations kid. Get into five 
                         or six of them a day and it don't mean 
                         shit (zilch) anymore. I mean I seen 
                         men stabbed and it didn't mean shit 
                         (zilch). I've seen guns. Guns too they 
                         don't mean shit (zilch) but that's when 
                         you got to watch your self. Here I'll 
                         handle it pal. Uh settle down.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Have a nice day. Or night. Night, day, 
                         it doesn't mean shit (zilch).
<b> 
</b>               Duke, Archie, and Debbi rise from behind counter as Otto and 
               Bud leave.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Wasn't that Otto?

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Otto who?

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         You gotta watch yourself. (takes off 
                         mask) Have a nice day . . . night.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Parnell drives Malibu across bridge

               Otto and Bud in front of house with tow truck

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         This is what I call phase 2 ace. If 
                         the dealer don't have the keys, you 
                         call the truck. And it is a heartbreak 
                         to be sitting waiting for the truck 
                         and the giblet comes out and drives 
                         it away. Once you've got this baby on 
                         the hooks, she's all ours.
<b> 
</b>               Man comes out of house with shaving cream on face.

<b>                                     PAKMAN
</b>                         Oh no you don't. I'm nipping this in 
                         the bud right now. You are not going 
                         to take this car. I know my rights. 
                         There is absolutely no way you're going 
                         to take it.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Uh, are you miss Luann Pakman?

<b>                                     PAKMAN
</b>                         Obviously not. I'm Arthur Pakman. Luann 
                         is my daughter. Now you're going to 
                         have to take this matter up with her.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Well don't think I haven't tried, sir, 
                         but she hasn't had the decency to call 
                         us in months. I mean, I've skipped trace 
                         this car all over town.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PAKMAN
</b>                         Well, uh, Luann is sick. Now the damn 
                         car isn't working anyway, and I know, 
                         I know that's why she hasn't paid you.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Well, she could have called us? Look, 
                         all you've go to do is call my branch 
                         manager, I will abide with whatever 
                         he says.
<b> 
</b>               Bud hands Pakman a business card.

<b>                                     PAKMAN READING CARD
</b>                         I. G. Farben. . . What do you take me 
                         for, a moron? If I go in there, you're 
                         going to take this car away.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         What, and lose my job? The law requires 
                         that I stay right here until you call 
                         my branch manager.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PAKMAN
</b>                         That's the law?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         That's the law.

               Pakman begins walking toward house.

<b>                                     PAKMAN
</b>                         I'll be right back.

               Pakman goes inside and Bud and Otto leave with the car as Pakman 
               comes running back out of the house.
<b> 
</b>               Otto and Bud driving down a waterway

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         There's going to be some bad shit (stuff) 
                         coming down one of these days kid.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Oh yeah? Where you going to be? On the 
                         moon?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Ung Uh, I'm going to be right here heading 
                         north at a hundred and ten per.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         In this junker?

               The Rodriguez brothers pull up along side of them in a red convertible 
               with black fuzzy dice hanging from the rear view mirror. Latino 
               music plays on the radio.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Cool car.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Uh Oh! The Rodriguez brothers.

               [Lagarto flips them off

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Motherfucker just flipped you off.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Roll the window down.] Roll the window 
                         down.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         A donde vas, pendejo?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         A chingas tu esposa!

<b>                                     A BROTHER
</b>                         Hey Bud, hey Bud, who's your new girlfriend?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Watch it mother fucker. (Girlfriend? 
                         watch it melonfarmer!)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Hey fuck you pussy punk. (flip you, 
                         you punk.)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     [OTTO
</b>                         Holy shit.]

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Want me to take them?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Wo! Hey!

               They chase each other and end up sliding out in a huge puddle. 
               In one shot during the chase, Lagarto is missing from the passenger's 
               seat.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         God damn dipshit Rodriguez gypsy dildo 
                         punks. I'll get your ass!
<b> 
</b><b>                                     
</b>                         dang blamed dumb suck Rodriguez gypsy 
                         devil punks. I'll get your can!)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         HAHAHA WOW! That was intense.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Repo man's always intense. Come on let's 
                         go get a drink.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Gee bud. You never told me it was going 
                         to be like this man. Cops and robbers. 
                         Hahahahah. Real live car chases. Hahahahah.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Duke, Archie and Debbi leaving a liquor store they just robbed
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b>               Archie has a bag over his head. Debbi accidentally fires gun 
               into the air.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Shit (shoot)! Debbi!

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         If you say our names we'll have to kill 
                         all these people Archie.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         They all ran away.

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Come on you douche bags. (come on, get 
                         the lead out.)
<b> 
</b>               They run out, Archie's bag flying off his head. Bud and Otto 
               enter just after they leave.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Awful quiet in here. It's too quiet.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         So who are these Rodriguez boys.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Rodriguez brothers. Lagarto and Napoleon. 
                         Two notorious delinquents currently 
                         responsible for at least thirty vehicles 
                         in the field.
<b> 
</b>               Quick shot of Rodriguez brothers in car lot signing papers on 
               a car. Although not made entirely clear in the movie, Lagarto 
               and Napoleon apparently will buy an inexpensive car and pay for 
               it in order to establish a good credit rating. Then they go out 
               and buy nice cars and never make payments on them.
<b> 
</b>               Lite and Otto in Lite's car

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Scumbags

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         They ain't scumbags. They car thieves 
                         just like use.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         There's Miss Magruder. You want to go 
                         for it?
<b> 
</b>               Lite hands Otto a bag. Otto looks inside and laughs.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Good gag, you pull this one a lot?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Only on the women. It never fails.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Excuse me? Miss Magruder? I have something 
                         here for you.
<b> 
</b>               Otto takes dead rat from bag and tosses it into Ms. Magruder's 
               car
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MS. MAGRUDER
</b>                         Uhm how utterly charming.

               Ms. Magruder sprays Otto in the face with mace

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Ow! Ow! Ow! Motherfucker! (mother...) 
                         Ow! Ow! Ow! Christ! I'm blind man. Lite? 
                         Lite, where are you man?
<b> 
</b>               Otto and Bud outside a Laundromat

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Ruthside Peason brokerage consultant. 
                         Fucking (flippin) millionaire six payments 
                         behind. I've never understood it.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What's that?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         The fucking (flippin) millionaires. 
                         They never pay their bills. See you 
                         at the yard.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Let me get this one.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         No. I'll handle this one. Mister Peason 
                         is carrying a permit for a pistol.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto grabs the slimjim and gets out of the car

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey! Hey! Hey! Give me that.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Don't underestimate me ace.

<b>                                     RUTHSIDE PEASON
</b>                         And also, naturally, I'd like them to 
                         be right next to each other. In addition 
                         I'd like them to be as close to the 
                         window as possible so I can sit in my 
                         car and watch my things. So all you 
                         have to do is take your clothes out 
                         of here like this and put them into 
                         a machine over there like that.
<b> 
</b>               Peason Sees Otto driving off with the car.

<b>                                     RUTHSIDE PEASON
</b>                         Oh my god (lord)! Oh! Oh my god (lord)! 
                         Stop!
<b> 
</b>               Peason runs out door after car. Two kids grab Peason's clothes 
               and throw them out the door.
<b> 
</b>               Otto driving the car, a red Cadillac

               Car radio plays Pablo Picasso. Otto sees Leila running on the 
               sidewalk and slows down while watching her.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Hey! Hey! You want a ride? Hey babe 
                         need a ride?
<b> 
</b>               Otto runs into some garbage cans, stops and gets out just as 
               an old lady walks up.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         Pick it up! Look at you. You pick it 
                         up. You know yourself you were wrong.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well what were they doing out in the 
                         middle of the street?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         They weren't in the middle of the street. 
                         That not the middle of the street that's 
                         the corner.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         Go on you pick it up.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What?

<b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         You pick it up.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Haha, no way. You still want a ride 
                         or what?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         No I don't.

               Leila and Otto drive off in the car

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         My name is Otto.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Leila. Is this your car?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah it's one of them.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Heh, one of them? You think you're pretty 
                         slick don't ya? I bet you're a used 
                         car salesman.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I am not.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         You dress like one.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I'm a repo man.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         What's that?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Its a repossesser. I take back cars 
                         from dildos (deadbeats) who don't pay 
                         their bills. Cool huh?
<b> 
</b>               Hombre Secreto plays on car radio.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         No.

               Leila hides as a car with two men pulls up next to them

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What are you doing?

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Those men in the car next to us don't 
                         look at them. Don't look at them! If 
                         they see me they'll kill me.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Really why?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Ow! What the hell are you doing?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What's going on?

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Take a look at this.

               Leila shows Otto a picture of condoms, filled with water and 
               wearing grass skirts. We notice that she is wearing a yellow 
               happy face watch.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What's this? It looks like sausage.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         It isn't sausage Otto. That's a picture 
                         of four dead aliens.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b><b>                         HAHAHAH
</b>
<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Laugh away fuckface (fatface) that picture 
                         is going to be on the cover of ever 
                         major newspaper in two days time.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         How do you know that?

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Part of a secret network. A scientist 
                         who is also in our secret sect smuggled 
                         the corpses off of this air force base. 
                         Now he's got them in the truck of his 
                         car. It's a Chevy Malibu. We've got 
                         to find him.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What are you going to do with them, 
                         put them on Johnny Carson?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Yes! We're going to have a press conference 
                         and tell the world.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     RADIO
</b>                         Ehw. What's that? I don't know dear. 
                         But it is alive. It seems friendly though. 
                         Aw look it's curled up. How cute oh 
                         no. Maybe we can take it home it doesn't 
                         seem to have any. Oh yes let's. But 
                         no! No matter how appealing do not let 
                         strange creature in you house. We all 
                         know strange creatures are on the increase. 
                         Many of them do seem furry and adorable, 
                         but beware we don't know from whence 
                         they came. Be safe. Be safe. Report 
                         strange incidences today. (continues 
                         in background)
<b> 
</b>               They pull up in front of a building

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         United fruitcake outlet.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         My door doesn't open.

               Otto lets Leila out

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Thanks for the ride.

               As Leila stands there, we notice she has a yellow happy face 
               pin on her dress.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Sure Ummm I don't know. what do you 
                         think? Ah want to go out with me again 
                         sometime?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         I don't know. I'm going to be kind of 
                         busy with work, the Malibu and everything.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Hey great. Terrific. Here's your shit 
                         (stuff).
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         What's your problem? I mean girls might 
                         like you if you lightened up a little 
                         bit.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Fuck (Flip me). Girls pay to go out 
                         with me. All right?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         You wanna get back in the car?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What, here?

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Yeah.

               Squeals are heard from the back seat of the car

               Back at the Helping Hand Acceptance Corporation

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Twenty thousand dollars for a Chevy 
                         Malibu?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Who's double X finance?

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Store front operation, but the money 
                         is in escrow.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Want me to notify the boys?

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Uh, naw. They're always bitching (crying) 
                         about their case load. I think I'll 
                         go out for a while.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Why? We out of beer?

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Somebody has to work around here. Keep 
                         making me money kid.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Fuck (flip) you.

               Otto and Lite out in the field

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Man we've been looking for this little 
                         red devil for a long time. Just act 
                         natural. Nobody knows if its your car 
                         or somebody elses car.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Now you work with that. You give it 
                         a try. All right?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Let me give you a hand we dont have 
                         a whole year to find it boy.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Got it.

               They slimjim the car and get in

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Lets get out of here. Put your seat 
                         belt on.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Put your seat belt on boy! I don't ride 
                         with anybody unless they wear their 
                         seatbelt. It's one of my rules.
<b> 
</b>               Otto, going through Lite's briefcase, picks up gun.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Put that damn gun down boy. It ain't 
                         no toy. 
<b> 
</b>               Driving away in the car

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         I walk into someone's place of work. 
                         They shit (plum) scared. They know I'm 
                         not a cop. They think I've come to kill 
                         'em and I would. I'd kill anybody who 
                         crosses me. You know what I mean?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto goes through glove compartment, puts on pair of sunglasses 
               he finds there (reference to the movie Kings of the Road with 
               cinematography by Robby Mueller). Lite puts a lighter to the 
               cigarette in his mouth, but fails to light it. A few moments 
               later he does it again and succeeds in getting it lit.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Do you like music?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Sure.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         In that case you're going love this.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Lite puts cassette in player. Lite's Theme starts playing.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         I was into these dudes before anybody. 
                         Partied with them all the time. Asked 
                         me to be their manager. I called bullshit 
                         (no way) on that. Managing a pop group 
                         hey that ain't no job for no man.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto sees boxes wrapped in ribbons in back seat and hands one 
               to Lite who throws it out window. A car runs over box and we 
               see that it is full of money. Otto continues throwing boxes out 
               of the window.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         You read that book I gave you?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What book?

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Dioretix. Science of matter over mind.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Unh uhg

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         You'd better read it and quick. That 
                         book will change your life. Found it 
                         in a Maseratti in Beverly hills. 
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Otto and Miller in vacant lot under bridge

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         A lot of people don't realize what's 
                         really going on. They view life as a 
                         bunch of unconnected incidences and 
                         things. They don't realize that there's 
                         this like lattice of coincidence that 
                         lays on top of everything. I'll Give 
                         you an example, show you what I mean. 
                         Suppose you thinking about a plate of 
                         shrimp. Suddenly somebody will say like 
                         plate or shrimp or plate of shrimp out 
                         of the blue no explanation. No point 
                         in looking for one either. It's all 
                         part of a cosmic unconsciousness.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You eat a lot of acid Miller, back in 
                         the hippie days?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         I'll give you another instance. You 
                         know the way everybody's into weirdness 
                         right now. Books in all the supermarkets 
                         about Bermuda triangles, UFO's, how 
                         the Mayans invented television. That 
                         kind of thing.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I don't read them books.

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         Well the way I see it it's exactly the 
                         same. There ain't no difference between 
                         a flying saucer and a time machine. 
                         People get so hung up on specifics. 
                         They miss out on seeing the whole thing. 
                         Take South America for example. In South 
                         America thousands of people go missing 
                         every year. Nobody knows where they 
                         go. They just like disappear. But if 
                         you think about it for a minute, you 
                         realize something. There had to be a 
                         time when there was no people. Right?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah. I guess.

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         Well where did all these people come 
                         from? hmmm? I'll tell you where. The 
                         future. Where did all these people disappear 
                         to? hmmm?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         The past?

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         That's right and how did they get there?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         How the fuck (hell) do I know?

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         Flying saucers. Which are really? Yeah 
                         you got it. Time machines. I think a 
                         lot about this kind of stuff. I do my 
                         best thinking on the bus. That how come 
                         I don't drive, see?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You don't even know how to drive.

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         I don't want to know how. I don't want 
                         to learn. See? The more you drive, the 
                         less intelligent you are.
<b> 
</b>               In Bud's car driving through a tunnel

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         You know I think I saw one of those 
                         things once. One of those UFOs. I mean 
                         it was really it was kind of kind of 
                         scary. I saw all these colored lights 
                         and, uh, sounds. I mean sounds and lights 
                         like I never heard before. I mean it 
                         was really weird.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Bud.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Yeah?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Do you think all repo men follow the 
                         code?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Of course. Well I mean you see a lot 
                         of fucked (messed) up cars come in but...99 
                         time out of 100 it was the customer 
                         who fucked (mucked) them up. Assholes 
                         (Damn fools).
<b> 
</b>               Bud in phone booth outside the Rodriguez brothers' apartment.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         I'm offering a thousands dollars for 
                         his Falcon. You know what that is Napoleon? 
                         It's a bribe.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Who the hell is this? Napoleon? Who 
                         the fuck (hell) are you calling?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         It's a grand if you show me where his 
                         car is Napoleon.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     [NAPOLEON
</b>                         Ahh. Go fuck yourself asshole.]

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hello? Prick (Jerk).

               Inside the Rodriguez brothers' place, Napoleon looking at repo 
               sheet on Malibu, which Marlene brought to them.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Sixty-four Chevy Malibu. Twenty grand.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Waiting!

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         We could buy ten of them for that, Marlene.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Think you can find it now?

<b>                                     BUD IN THE STREET
</b>                         I'm not going anywhere.

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Now how come this junk is worth so much? 
                         What's in it? Drugs?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD IN THE STREET
</b>                         Got all night amigo!

<b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Los Hermanos Rodriguez don't approve 
                         of drugs.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Neither do I, but it's my birthday.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD IN THE STREET
</b>                         I'm going to get your .

<b>                                     [MARLENE
</b>                         That motherfucker's still down there.]
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Bud in the street in front of the Rodriguez brother's house
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Don't care how long it takes, dildos 
                         (jerks). Repo man's got all night every 
                         night.
<b> 
</b>               Brothers make paper airplane of repo sheet and float it down 
               to Bud. Bud picks it up and reads it.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                          twenty thousand dollars.

               Agent Rogersz listening to Leila and Otto on the phone

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Hey Leila! All right, um, this is Otto. 
                         The guy who gave you a ride and stuff. 
                         I heard something about that car.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Leila and Otto at the United Fruitcake Outlet

               Leila takes Otto into a cinderblock room which has a neon sculpture 
               on the wall and in the center of the room, standing on a pedestal, 
               is a humorous statue of what could be a humanoid type alien.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Otto. Otto stop. You said you had something 
                         to tell me.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Otto? Otto!

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Huh?

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         What did you want to tell me?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Oh! Take off your clothes.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         I'm at work, Otto!

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Oh yeah? Me too.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Your work is different than mine.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Says who?

               Otto takes down his pants (according to the filmmakers, Estevez 
               enjoyed doing this on a regular basis. Maybe they were just joking?).
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         What are you doing.? Don't do that.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     [OTTO
</b>                         Well the least you could do is give 
                         me a blow job.
<b> 
</b>               Leila slaps Otto

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Heh, I guess that means no.]

<b>                                     DEADRA
</b>                         Leila? We have a cell meeting in two 
                         minutes time.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Thanks Deadra. I'll be right there.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Bud and Lite parked in their cars side by side

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         See that motherfucker (melonfarmer) 
                         only thinks I don't know what's going 
                         on, Lite. As soon as I find that Chevy 
                         I'm going indy. I'm going to buy myself 
                         a tow truck, a couple of pitbulls, and 
                         run a yard. Sit around and watch everybody 
                         else do the work for a while (change).
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Lite lights up a roach.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         No way you can do that on twenty grand 
                         man.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         The hell I can as long as you have good 
                         credit and my credit is spotless.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     
</b>                         The hell I can't, as long as your credit 
                         record's good and mine is spotless.)
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         If I find the Malibu, you won't see 
                         me for dust, I'm going to move to Mendecino 
                         County, raise me a bumper crop of tomato 
                         plants.
<b> 
</b>               Bud and Otto in a car

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Credit is a sacred trust. It's what 
                         our free society is founded on. You 
                         think they give a damn about their bills 
                         in Russia? I said do you think they 
                         give a damn about their bills in Russia?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         They don't pay bills in Russia. It's 
                         all free.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         All free? Free my ass, what are you 
                         a fucking (flippin) commie? Huh?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         No I ain't no commie.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Well you'd better not be I don't want 
                         any commies in my car. No Christians 
                         either.
<b> 
</b>               Chevy Malibu exits car wash and pulls up to gas pumps.

               That's director Alex Cox wiping the car as it pulls away from 
               the car wash and over to the pumps.
<b> 
</b>               The pumps at the gas station say "Pace Gas". Next to the pump 
               is a campaign poster for Harry Pace, running for City Council. 
               These posters appear elsewhere in the film. In his posters, Harry 
               Pace has a happy face.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         I'll deal with you later. I've got a 
                         customer to attend to. You too.
<b> 
</b>               Kevin walks over to Malibu.

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Hi! I'm Kevin. Vacuum sir?

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Need a vacuum sir?

               Parnell runs fingers through hair and pulls out a clump.

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Have you any machines?

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         You don't want to eat from a machine. 
                         Look, there's a nice Del Taco across 
                         the street. They've got enchurritos 
                         and everything.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         But I do want to eat from a machine. 
                         Vended food contains all the necessary 
                         nutrients for survival. Taste damn good 
                         too, by golly. And plus, on any given 
                         evening, the machine that last night 
                         gave you cheetos might dispense instead... 
                         Doritos. Yohos. Oreos. Tosquitos (tostitos?). 
                         Or Lorna Doones.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Lorna Doones? I love Lorna Doones.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Parnell walks off screen and we hear puking sounds.

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Oh hey! You want me to check the trunk? 
                         Scuze me.
<b> 
</b>               Lagarto and Napoleon pull up in a car one other side of pumps. 
               Latino music plays on their car radio.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Hi! I'm Kevin!

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Hey buddy! How you doing? Huh? Hey don't 
                         you remember me? I was here yesterday. 
                         Heh. Listen I think I left a book of 
                         matches over in your office over there. 
                         You want to go and check for me huh?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Sure thing.

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Hey thanks a lot buddy.

<b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Any thing for you babes.

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         All right, you're beautiful. I love 
                         you.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         I'll be right back.

               Lagarto gets in the Malibu and both cars drive off. Kevin returns 
               from inside and sees both cars gone. Two other attendants sit 
               at a table and also look; the attendant on the right is director 
               Alex Cox.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         What??

               Shot of car driving down freeway, passed by several motorcycles.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b>               Otto and Mrs. Parks in Mrs. Parks' living room

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         It's really very simple Mrs. Parks. 
                         You don't want me to take your car and 
                         I don't want to take your car. Now I 
                         said to the boss I said ah Look! I do 
                         not want to repossess this ladys car.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Sound of motorcycles pulling up outside of house.

<b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         Well I've been in the hospital you see.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah, Yes I understand. My job is really 
                         on the line over this one. I could lose 
                         it right away.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         I'll see if I can borrow some money 
                         from somewhere.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         That's terrific. Really terrific.

               Mrs. Park's son and his fellow band members enter

<b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         Oh how was the rehearsal son?

<b>                                     MRS. PARKS' SON
</b>                         It was O.K. Who's this?

<b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         Oh this is Mr. Otto. He's from the finance 
                         company. He's been telling me that he 
                         isn't going to take the car this time, 
                         even though he could.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well, uh, gotta get going here.

               Otto fumbles nervously with his briefcase trying to close it.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         Did you like the tea?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         The tea?

<b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         Uh huh?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah, it was terrific.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Thank you

<b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         You're welcome.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Uh excuse me.

               Otto walks outside and gets in car. From outside we hear Mrs. 
               Parks yelling at her son.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MRS. PARKS
</b>                         I gave you the money last week to pay 
                         it and you didn't do it. What did you 
                         do with it? I'm so tired of giving you 
                         money and you squandering it. I know 
                         what you done you all went out dancing 
                         some where. That's what you did. Next 
                         time I give you some money I want you 
                         to put it in the car ya hear. You're 
                         working. How come you didn't do it huh? 
                         I don't know what's happened to you. 
                         (continues softly)
<b> 
</b>               Otto starts car and guns engine, but now we clearly see that 
               the rear wheels are up on jacks (that it wasn't up on jacks before 
               has been listed as a goof and even confirmed by Alex Cox, but 
               I think they're wrong. It is hard to tell in the dark, but you 
               can see the base of one of the jacks lit up by a light from the 
               house which goes dark as a band member runs in front of it on 
               the other side of the car, thus confirming that the car actually 
               was up on jacks in all the scenes).
<b> 
</b>               Band members run out of house and pull Otto out of car.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Hey it's cool. It's cool. I like music 
                         too man, hey
<b> 
</b>               Otto gets beat up. One band member hits him twice over the head 
               with a guitar, making an audible "kabong" noise. Supposedly you 
               can hear one member saying "this one's for Keith Moon", but I've 
               never been able to make it out.
<b> 
</b>               Miller, Plettschner and Otto in the lot.

               Miller is chanting and dancing like a native American as he puts 
               a bandage on Otto's head.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Some people aren't cut out to be repo 
                         men. Why don't you smarten up kid?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Fuck (flip) you Plettschner! OWW! OWW!
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Don't you say fuck (flip) you to me. 
                         Don't you know who I am?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah you're Plettschner.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         You're fucking (flippin) right I'm Plettschner. 
                         Otto Plettschner. Three times decorated 
                         in two world wars. I was killing people 
                         while you were still swimming around 
                         in your father's balls (guts). You little 
                         scum bag! I worked five years in a slaughter 
                         house and ten years as a prison guard 
                         in Attica.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         So what?

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         So what? So never say fuck (flip) you 
                         to me. Because you haven't earn the 
                         rights yet.
<b> 
</b>               Lite enters

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Hey kid I need a contract driver.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         See what I mean punk?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Fuck (flip) you!

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Fuck you! (What!) You little scumbag.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Shut up, Phlettschner.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Don't you ever tell me to shut up.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Lagarto and Napoleon in the Malibu

               They pull up in front of a diner.

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Shit (shoot)! (?)! It's too hot in here 
                         man. What the hell's going on? So fucking 
                         (flippin) hot I think that shit in the 
                         trunk is going to melt. I think we better 
                         take a look, all right?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Go get us two sodas.

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         All right, as soon as I check the trunk.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         We're just the mules, comprende? (Andale')...
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Lagarto calls Marlene from phone booth. A sign in the window 
               of the diner behind him says "2.95 Plate O-Shrimp Luncheon Special".
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Helping hand.

<b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Marlene! We've found the car.

               Archie, Duke, and Debbie exit a window and go down a fire escape 
               [dropping armloads of pills as they go]. Behind them, a sign 
               says "Fox & Mac Taggert Pharmaceutical Company".
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Come on you guys!

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Get the lead out.

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Stop pushing Duke.

<b>                                     [ARCHIE
</b>                         My medication. Aw man!

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Aw be cool dude we got more.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Come on. Come on. da-dee-dee-dee-dah-dah 
                         dee-dee... (continues to the tune of 
                         The Ride of the Valkyries)
<b> 
</b>               Lagarto on the phone with Marlene

<b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Yeah well that's not the only thing 
                         Marlene. This car is hot.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         What do you mean? Stolen?

<b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         No. No I mean it's hot really hot.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Hot?

<b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Yeah, we're sweating like pigs man.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         I got the papers. Where is the car from?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         It's from someplace. Ah Roswell, New 
                         Mexico
<b> 
</b>               Archie and Duke run by the Malibu. Debbie stops, whistles and 
               gets in the car. Archie and Duke jump in and they drive off to 
               the sound of a Latino version of The Ride of the Valkyries. Lagarto 
               walks out of the phone booth just as this is happening and drops 
               his clipboard in disgust. Napolean walks out of the store, silently 
               hands Lagarto a soda, and they both stand there and sip their 
               drinks through straws.
<b> 
</b>               Otto and Lite in a car

               The music from Bad Man is playing on the tape deck in Lite's 
               car.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Me fight in a war man? Fuck (hell) no 
                         way! Nobody's got to do that shit. Not 
                         in this country. A new I.D. don't cost 
                         no more than a pink slip. You know what 
                         I mean?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Something wrong?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You know Marlene? Man she's pretty hot.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Otto my man. I jumped on that action 
                         from day one. I found out where she 
                         was coming from.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         See ya back at the yard.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Have fun.

               Otto slimjims car and tries to start it. While bending down, 
               window shatters from gunshot.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Oh shit (damn). Holy shit (smoke). Lite! 
                         . Lite! Lite! Lite! Lite! Open the door. 
                         There's a maniac in there. What are 
                         you doing? Open the door man! What are 
                         you doing? What are you doing? Open 
                         the door. Lite!
<b> 
</b>               Lite gets out and starts shooting back. He fires 9 times (one 
               or two of the shots doesn't flash like the others).
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         You're still on the job white boy. Get 
                         in the car.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Open the door man, open the  door. Open 
                         the door Lite.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Get in the car.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Jesus Christ. (Holy cripes.)

               Lite and Otto in a field

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You're crazy Lite. I mean you can't 
                         just shoot into peoples houses. I mean 
                         maybe you shot the guy.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         So what if I did?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well I don't know I mean that's pretty 
                         severe.
<b> 
</b>               Lite shoots the gun at Otto's feet. Otto drops his beer, getting 
               some on his pants.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Jesus Christ. (Holy cripes!)

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Hey! Blanks get the job done too.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You repo men, you guys are all out to 
                         fuckin (flippin) lunch. Let's get out 
                         of here.
<b> 
</b>               Leila and J. Frank Parnell on pay phones

               Leila on phone hears garbled sounds on receiver.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Hello. Is it you? This is Leila. Are 
                         you using a scrambler?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         I can't hear you. I'm using the scrambler.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         (garbled noises in background) Look 
                         out!
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         What?

               A car swerves into the phone booth, then crosses street and hits 
               a fire hydrant. The agents are trapped inside by the airbags. 
               More agents appear and chase Leila
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Happy face! You want a ride?

               In Agent Rogersz van

               An agent types while eating potato chips. The camera pans across 
               the van to Agents Rogersz, who is watching a monitor which shows 
               Leila being questioned
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         What do you want from me?

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         We ask the questions.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         You're not going to torture me are you?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Torture you? What for?

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         To find out what I know. I'd torture 
                         someone in a second if it was up to 
                         me.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Huh? Why are you looking for the Malibu?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Because of the trunk. The aliens inside.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Illegal aliens?

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         No, Silly, Extraterrestrials.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Ahhh, heh. Did you ever think about 
                         joining the CIA?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Um. I going to have to ask my boyfriend.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Boyfriend??

               Rogersz computer screen prints up the following information
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     SUBJECT
</b>                         Otto Maddox

<b>                                     GENDER
</b>                         male

<b>                                     RACE
</b>                         Caucasian

<b>                                     AGE
</b><b>                         21
</b>
<b>                                     CORRECTION
</b><b>                         18
</b>
               A party at the Helping Hand yard

<b>                                     EVERYBODY
</b>                         Jingle bells. Jingle bells. Jingle all 
                         the way. Oh what fun
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What's going on?

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Oh. The usual.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Marlene! How you doing baby?

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Jesus (Golly) who done that to yeah 
                         son?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Who done what?

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Who done what he says. You want to talk 
                         about guts. What did you do to your 
                         face kid?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Oh some dude it doesn't matter.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Oh yes it does.

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Why don't you do something Plettschner? 
                         Aren't you a cop or something?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Hey Marlene. I'm on my coffee break.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Repo man don't go running to the man 
                         Marlene. A repo man goes at it alone.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Yes sirree bob.

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Just like John Wayne.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Damn right just like John Wayne what's 
                         wrong about that?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Greatest American that ever lived.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         John Wayne was a fag (freak).

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         What did you say man?

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Whaa?

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         What?

<b>                                     [MILLER
</b>                         John Wayne was a fag.]

<b>                                     EVERYONE
</b>                         The hell he was.

<b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         He was too you boys. I installed two 
                         way mirrors in his pad in Brentwood. 
                         And he'd come to the door in a dress.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Ah, you're fucking (flippin) nuts.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         That doesn't mean he was a homo (freak), 
                         Miller. Lotta straight guys like to 
                         watch their buddies fuck (play). I know 
                         I do.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         They do?

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Yeah.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Don't you?

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Damn straight I do.

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Fuck (Damn) John Wayne man. Tell us 
                         his name you little pussy (sissy).
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Kiss off you asshole (airhead).

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Ow you bastards (loonies)!

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey take it easy. Take it easy. The 
                         guys head is hurt.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         This is too personal sonny. The thing 
                         is a repo man got beat up in the line 
                         of duty. Now it doesn't matter that 
                         that man was you. What really matters 
                         is that the guy that did it has got 
                         to pay the price. Now stop being selfish 
                         and tell us his name.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Come on.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Ahh Oww You bastard (buzzard).

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         All right! All right! All right! All 
                         right! O.K. his name was...
<b> 
</b>               The repo men in the front of Mr. Humphries's house

               They ring the bell and Mr. Humphries opens the door. In the background, 
               we can just barely see Kevin, who appears to be in his pajamas. 
               This is never explained in the movie.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Mr. Humphries?

<b>                                     MR. HUMPHRIES
</b>                         Yes? Yes I'm Mr. Humphries. What do 
                         you want? Ungghhh...
<b> 
</b>               Repo Men beat up Mr. Humphries.

               At the Helping Hand Acceptance Corporation office

<b>                                     T.V.
</b>                         The president admitted that U.S. war 
                         planes have napalmed refugees camps 
                         in Southern Mexico. He explained that 
                         these camps were in fact guerrilla bases. 
                         In strife torn Guatemala shots were 
                         fires at the U.S. embassy and government 
                         troops retaliated killing 50... (continues 
                         in background)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Helping hand acceptance corporation. 
                         Marlene speaking.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Hello, is Otto there?

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         It's for you. A girl.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Hi Otto? It's Leila.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Leila who?

               In a bar.

               Duke, Archie, and Debbie enter the bar, checking their weapons 
               at the door. The Circle Jerks are on stage playing When the Shit 
               Hits the Fan.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I can't believe I used to like these 
                         guys.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Listen to me! For the sake of this and 
                         future generations you must tell us 
                         everything you know.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah. Sure. I need another drink.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Otto, these aliens aren't on ice or 
                         anything. They could be starting to 
                         decay. We've got to find them before 
                         they turn into mush.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Well! Well! Well! If it ain't the repo 
                         man.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         You look like shit (snot) you wankers 
                         (weirdos).
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Duke. Debbi. Archie. I'd like you to 
                         meet Leila and her weird friend.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         How you doing, asshole (airhead)?

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         How come you don't hang out with your 
                         friends no more?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     [OTTO
</b>                         What friends?

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Want some toot dude?

               Duke spills his bottle of generic Butyl Nitrate on the table. 
               Debbie and Archie yell and put their noses to the table to sniff 
               it all up.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         I really love ya man. You're my best 
                         friend. Because you always fucking came 
                         to see me while I was in Juvie.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I'm busy man. I told ya I was working.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Look a metal hand.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Cool!

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Can we feel it?

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Oh Chante.]

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Fuck (flip) this let's go do some crimes.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     [ARCHIE
</b>                         Adios butthole.]

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         Charming friends you got there Otto.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Thanks, I made'um myself.

               Debbi, Archie and Duke leave to find J. Frank Parnell breaking 
               into the Malibu
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Hey what  you doing with our car?

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Your car?

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Yeah!

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Are you sure? This looks like my car. 
                         Are there pecan pies in the back seat?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Not any more. We ate 'em.

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Shut up Archie.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         You shut up.

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         You're still here?

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         My car looks just like this. But this 
                         is yours, your car?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Yeah four eyes.

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Of course...what's in the trunk?

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         What do you mean?

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         You don't even know what's in your own 
                         trunk.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Kill him Duke!

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         You know what? I think you're afraid 
                         to find out.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Kill him.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Come on Duke you putty butt, kill him.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         I aint afraid of nothing see.

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         It's all right I don't blame you for 
                         being afraid.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         I said I ain't afraid of nothing. I 
                         kill people like you.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Oh well. I guess you're right. It's 
                         better not to look.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Beautiful evening. You can almost see 
                         the stars.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Oh shut up. Duh. He's going to open 
                         it. HAHAHA
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Ah.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Come on Duke.

               Duke burns his hand on the trunk and wraps a handkerchief around 
               it.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         This thing is hot.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         AWWW, heh heh heh

<b>                                     DEBBIE
</b>                         Well we don't have all night.

               Duke opens the trunk a little and a bright light is emitted. 
               Debbi pushes him away.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Close it Duke! No! No!

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Aw. Dukie Wookie hurt his wittle hand.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Fuck (flip) you Archie! Just for that 
                         your not in the gang any more.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         I'm taking over now.

<b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Oh leave it off.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         King Archie the invincible.

<b>                                     DEBBIE
</b>                         Shut up Archie.

<b>                                     ARCHIE
</b>                         Hey Debbi! Watch this.

               Archie opens the trunk and is disintegrated

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Oh dear, what a shame.

<b>                                     DEBBIE
</b>                         Come on duke let's go do those crimes.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Yeah. Yeah. Let's go get Sushi and, 
                         and not pay.
<b> 
</b>               Napoleon and Lagarto in a car pull up along side of J. Frank 
               Parnell driving the Malibu
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Hey! Yo! Hey buddy!

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Special deputies pull over. Special 
                         deputies pull over. Hey!
<b> 
</b>               The Helping Hand repo men in a car

<b>                                     [OLY
</b>                         So the department says the ice broke 
                         and he fell in.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Look at these people man there's one 
                         person in each car. City wants up to 
                         car pool but nobody gives a shit.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         People car pool, we'd be out of work.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         AWW bullshit!

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         How come that pig's got a wooden leg? 
                         Well said the farmer said about three 
                         months ago I was out there walking the 
                         pig.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MILLER
</b>                         Look at that car.]

<b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Hey Budsky. There's your Girlfriend.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Aww! Those Rodriguez brothers Humm? 
                         O.K., boys, we've got the whole team 
                         here tonight lets settle these motherfucker's 
                         (melonfarmers) hash for good.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Let's do it.

<b>                                     [NAPOLEON
</b>                         Yo! Pull over.

<b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Meda Bud. Shit!]

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Don't lose him man.

               Bud rams into the Rodriguez brothers' car while the Malibu drives 
               off with a noticable green glow coming from inside.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Hey! Hey! Take it easy. Stop this  car. 
                         Hey come on. Come on.
<b> 
</b>               The Rodriguez brothers are forced into a parking garage and eventually 
               have to stop the car
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                          Come on! Come on! What are you going 
                         to do with that bat? What? Huh? What?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Hey! Hey! Hey!

<b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         You bad bud. This is going to cost you 
                         plenty.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         What do you mean its going to cost me 
                         plenty?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         How's your neck Napoleon?

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Oh my neck? Yeah! Oh!  my neck is killing 
                         me man. I think I got whiplash.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Aside from whiplash, this isn't a repo 
                         car.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     [BUD
</b>                         Bullshit! I got the fucking papers on 
                         it.]
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         We paid it off. You see, uh this is 
                         our favorite car.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Yeah that's right. You got insurance 
<b>                         ?
</b><b> 
</b>               Bud goes after them with a bat but the rest hold him back.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Come on . Whose side are you on ? Let 
                         me go .
<b> 
</b>               Back at the Helping Hand office .

               Plettschner is sitting in a corner knitting. A television set 
               on Oly's desk is playing the video "Elephant Parts" with Mike 
               Nesmith. ov
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                          This is bullshit (hokum) Oly.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Yeah Yeah that's what I said when the 
                         marshal woke me up at 4 o'clock this 
                         morning . Unfortunately it isn't bullshit 
                         (hokum), it's a summons.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                          You should have refused to accept it.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Have you read it? The goddamn (gol-durn) 
                         Rodriguez brothers are suing us for 
                         malicious damage, medical expenses and 
                         harassment for a car they fucking (flippin) 
                         own.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         The Rodriguez brothers. But. Ha! You 
                         believe the fucking (flippin) Rodriguez 
                         brothers? They're a couple of scumbags 
                         Oly. You know that?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         I know that bud. But we've got to sit 
                         down and get our stories straight.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Bullshit (Hogwash) you're taking their 
                         word against mine.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         I was there remember? Why don't you 
                         go home? Take the rest of the week off.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Take the rest of the? I can't take the 
                          rest of the...OW yeah! I Un Huh I get 
                         it. Take the flippin rest of the week 
                         off budsky. So you can get the flippin 
                         twenty thousand dollars for the Malibu.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Make it a fucking (flippin) month.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Yeah? Well fuck (flip) you.

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         On second though Budsky. Don't bother 
                         coming back at all.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Great! I'll come back and pick up my 
                         stuff later when the fucking (flippin) 
                         place don't stink so bad.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Ha! Ha! Ha!

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Shut up!

               Bud and Otto in Bud's car

               Otto is driving the car.

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         . Makes you wonder how much they owe. 
                         Most of them are on the run. Don't even 
                         use their fucking (flippin) social security 
                         numbers. If there was just some way 
                         to find out how much the motherfuckers 
                         (melonfarmers) owe and making them pay.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Jesus Christ (Holy cow) bud. They're 
                         winos, they don't have any money. You 
                         think they'd be bums if they did?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         You want out? Do ya?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         No!

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         What's a matter with you? Don't you 
                         like your job anymore? Not too happy 
                         in your job? I mean I feel like were 
                         not communicating any more. When we 
                         first started out I though I could teach 
                         you something share something with you 
                         for Christ's sake. Answer me!
<b> 
</b>               Otto gets out and walks down street. Passes agents picking up 
               dead body.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         (heard in background) I'm picking up 
                         the dead. I'm putting my hands around 
                         this dead body. I'm, I'm carrying his 
                         limp torso to the truck. And he feels 
                         like like he has only been dead a little 
                         while but...
<b> 
</b>               Otto sees the Malibu and gives chase. Losing the car, he stops 
               on a bridge to puke. When done, he sees the Malibu emerge from 
               under the bridge. He runs down the stairs and after the Malibu 
               as it goes through a railroad crossing which has red lights blinking 
               and bell ringing. J. Frank Parnell stops and lets him in.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                          (holds out hand) J. Frank Parnell.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         ott, ott...

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         What line of work you in?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         re, re, re..

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Rock'n'roller, eh!? I used to be a musician 
                         myself, college days. Of course it was 
                         folk songs and protest songs back then. 
                         (begins singing, badly) We shall overcome, 
                         we shall overcome...
<b> 
</b>               Otto coughs.

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         (stops singing and scratches ear) Did 
                         you ever feel as if your mind had started 
                         to erode?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         No.

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Ever been to Utah?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Nuh-uh

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         I go to Utah every year. Friend of mine, 
                         was a designer of the MX missile race 
                         track basing mode. A hundred thousand 
                         miles of railroad track on a big loop 
                         through Utah, Arizona, and Nevada. Bombs 
                         were going to hide in locomotive sheds. 
                         That way the red team would never know 
                         exactly where they were. I still go 
                         out to Utah, just to think about the 
                         way things might have been.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Sir. I represent the Helping Hand Acceptance 
                         Corporation.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Radiation, yes indeed! You hear the 
                         most outrageous lies about it. Half-baked 
                         goggle-boxed do-gooders telling everybody 
                         its bad for you. Pernicious nonsense! 
                         Everybody could stand a hundred chest 
                         X-rays a year. They ought to have 'em 
                         too. When they canceled the project 
                         it almost did me in. One day my mind 
                         was literally a-burst. The next day 
                         nothing. Swept away... But I showed 
                         them. I had a lobotomy in the end.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Lobotomy? Isn't that for loonies?

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Not at all. A friend of mine had one. 
                         Designer of the neutron bomb. Ever hear 
                         of the neutron bomb? Destroys people. 
                         Leaves buildings standing. It fits in 
                         a suit case. It's so small no one knows 
                         it's there until blammo. Eyes melt skin 
                         explodes everybody dead. It's so immoral 
                         working on the thing can drive you mad. 
                         That's what happened to this friend 
                         of mine. So he had a lobotomy. Now he's 
                         well again.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What kind of car does your... does your 
                         friend drive?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Chevy Malibu.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         And you do the same type of work?

<b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Didn't I tell you? I can't tell you 
                         what I do. I'm classified.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         This is really a nice old car. Why don't 
                         you let me drive?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         What do you mean?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well I don't know. I mean...uh! Don't 
                         you feel funny.?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     J. FRANK PARNELL
</b>                         Why should I feel funny? The two hemispheres 
                         are fundamentally at odds. Hemisphere, 
                         Hemisphere. You know it's strange. I 
                         do feel funny...
<b> 
</b>               J. Frank Parnell passes out at the wheel and drives into the 
               sign at another railroad crossing. Otto dumps him and drives 
               off with the Malibu.
<b> 
</b>               The helping hand crew at Miller's with their wives

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         By the way kid, sign this.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What is this?

<b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Equity turnover. Standard practice. 
                         Protects you in case we get sued. . 
                         . Don't read the damn thing, kid, just 
                         sign it.
<b> 
</b>               Miller has a camera and the flash goes off as he accidentally 
               takes a picture of himself.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REPO WIFE 1
</b>                         Here's the young new-waver we've all 
                         heard so much about.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REPO WIFE 2
</b>                         My old man had a mohawk on him when 
                         I met him. He was in the service then.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         He signed it over to me. But he didnt 
                         realize-
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REPO WIFE 2
</b>                         My old man was such a monster. I used 
                         to have to tell him no.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REPO WIFE 1
</b>                         My old man was exactly the same way 
                         until we got married.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LITE
</b>                         Hey Oly. You're wife's hanging all over 
                         Otto.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OLY
</b>                         Yeah. Like flies on shit (spit).

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Um. Have you see uh bud anywhere?

<b>                                     REPO WIFE 1
</b>                         Who?

               Bud and Otto in office

<b>                                     TV
</b>                         ...another wonderful Christian opportunity. 
                         The Reverend Larry...
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey there hero. Get the money yet?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Not yet. Oly's going to get it for me 
                         though. I just signed the papers.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Whu, what do you mean, what papers?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Beats me, just some, uh, contract or 
                         something.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Didn't you read it?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well, no, just, uh, standard practice, 
                         uh, contract...
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Melonfarmer Oly! ...oooh, shoot.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What, is that not a happening deal?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Bud breaks into the lot. Later, he picks up Otto

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Hey ace. Wait up.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         So you want to talk about it?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Talk about what kid?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Why you're so damn mad at me?

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         I'm not mad at you.  damn. I'm not. 
                         I'm not mad at you.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         All right O.K.

               Duke and Debbie in car in front of a liquor store

<b>                                     [DUKE
</b>                         Debbie?

<b>                                     DEBBIE
</b>                         What?

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         I've been thinking. Now that we've got 
                         some money and Archie's gone, don't 
                         you think it's time we we settle down? 
                         Get a little house. I want you to have 
                         my baby.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBIE
</b>                         Why?

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Well I don't know. Every body does it. 
                         And it just seems like the thing to 
                         do and...
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Asshole.]

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Let's go do the job.

               Bud and Otto are at the counter. Duke and Debbi enter waving 
               guns.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Duke! Debbie! What what are you guys 
                         doing here?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         What's it look like ace?

<b>                                     DEBBIE
</b>                         Up against the wall.

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         I'm going to kill him. I'm going to 
                         kill him. I'm going to kill everybody. 
                         ha-ha-ha
<b> 
</b>               Bud sneaks his gun out. Louie sees him from down an aisle.

<b>                                     LOUIE
</b>                         Drop it motherfucker (melonfarmer).
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b>               Louie now sees the others with the guns. Bud waves his back and 
               forth. Debbi shoots Bud in the head.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Oww shit (shoot).

               Duke shoots Louie. Louie goes down but manages to shoot Duke, 
               but then is out of bullets. Duke walks over to Louie to finish 
               the job, but the counterman pulls out a shotgun and shoots Duke. 
               Debbie shoots the counterman. Now only Debbie and Otto are left 
               standing.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Debbie Ah. Ah Do You, uh, do you think 
                         it's too late uh for us to get romantically 
                         involved?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBIE
</b>                         I think a little.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Wait! Wait! Stick with me. I'll make 
                         you a repo wife.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DEBBI
</b>                         Bollocks. Here. (tosses Otto a bag of 
                         popcorn)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         Otto?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Yeah I'm here man.

<b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         The lights are growing dim. I know a 
                         life of crime led me to this sorry fate. 
                         And yet I I blame society. Society made 
                         me what I am.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         That's bullshit (nonsense). You're a 
                         white suburban punk, just like me.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     DUKE
</b>                         But it still hurts.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         You're going to be all right man

               Duke pukes up some blood.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Maybe not.

               Agents photographing a dead J. Frank Parnell

               One of these agents is Jimmy Buffet, who was working with Mike 
               Nesmith at the time the film was made.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Yep he's dead all right.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         No doubt about it.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         He's a goner.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Man.

<b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Don't touch the body, don't touch the 
                         body.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Sorry.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Telephone call for you agent.

<b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Don't bother me now.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         But Agent Rogersz, it's the Gipper.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Look.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Booth's setting him on fire

               Otto enters Parents living room

               Parents are covered with cobwebs and watching TV.

<b>                                     REVEREND LARRY ON TV
</b>                         ...fail to register for patriotic chores. 
                         So, please call this toll free number. 
                         Praise the lord. There is no redemption 
                         for the unredeemed, no escape for the 
                         fair weather patriots. No salvation 
                         from the boiling blistering fires of 
                         eternal damnation. Now these are the 
                         end times. Because in these days there 
                         shall be hell in time. Man shall be 
                         lovers of their own self rather than 
                         lovers of God.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO'S DAD
</b>                         Haven't seen you in a while, Son.

<b>                                     TV
</b>                         No escape...

<b>                                     OTTO'S MOM
</b>                         Some men were just here looking for 
                         you, Otto.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     TV
</b>                         No salvation from the blistering files 
                         of eternal damnation. For in these days 
                         there shall be hell in time, there shall 
                         be war and more war, and earthquakes 
                         in diverse places...
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What kind of men?

<b>                                     OTTO'S MOM
</b>                         Very nice young men. They wore sunglasses.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Well, what did you tell them? Did you 
                         tell them I was sick?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO'S DAD
</b>                         We told them the truth, son. Gave them 
                         your address at work.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     TV
</b>                         Money shall run out and the people will 
                         line up at the banks and there won't 
                         be anything . . . these prophecies are 
                         in your bible. The same one that you 
                         have in your home. Now I want you to 
                         get up off of your sofa and put that 
                         beer down and go wherever it is in your 
                         house pick up that book and turn with 
                         me...
<b> 
</b>               Otto turns off TV and leaves.

               Otto returns to the Helping Hand Yard and sees an argument going 
               on in the office
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Where's the car baby? That Chevy Malibu 
                         baby. Where's the car?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Otto!

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Jeeze.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         You got to stay out of this.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Why?

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         It's none of your business. You want 
                         to be a hero? Or would you rather be 
                         a chicken man?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         What?

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         A chicken man. Did you ever see a farmer's 
                         wife? Huh?
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Let go of me!

<b>                                     [PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         It's peaceful man.]

               Inside the Helping hand office

<b>                                     AGENT 1
</b>                         The Malibu.

<b>                                     AGENT 2
</b>                         Yeah?

               Otto enters and Marlene uses the distraction to kick the shit 
               out of the agents.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Let's go

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         No way Marlene.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         My car's gone and we're going to get 
                         to the bottom of this.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Like hell we are.

<b>                                     AGENT 2
</b>                         Not in my face.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         Hold it Marlene. Freeze!

               Marlene drops chair.

<b>                                     AGENT 2
</b>                         My Face!

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Over my dead body.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         That's how it's going to have to be.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Come and get me. Come on.

<b>                                     PLETTSCHNER
</b>                         I've been wanting to do that one for 
                         a long time honey.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Come on. Come on. Come on if you think 
                         your man enough.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Hey Fletch. Coffee break.

               Otto throws a pot of coffee into Plettschner's face. Marlene 
               steps through door. Otto steps outside and is immediately captured 
               by agents.
<b> 
</b>               Agent Rogersz and Leila watch Otto on monitor

<b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Good evening Otto. This is agent Rogersz. 
                         I'm going to ask you a few questions. 
                         And since time is short and you may 
                         lie, I'm going to have to torture you. 
                         But I want you to know it isn't personal.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Look Ah this isn't really necessary. 
                         I'll tell you anything you want to know.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Good! Where is the Malibu?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         I don't know. Somebody ripped it from 
                         the yard.
<b> 
</b>               Otto his hit with electric shock and screams.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         I don't think he knows.

<b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Increase the voltage.

<b>                                     LEILA
</b>                         But what if he's innocent?

<b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         No one is innocent. Proceed.

               Another electric shock and screams. Then Marlene and the Rodiguez 
               brothers enter interrogation room and rescue Otto.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Ah yes! Look at them. High heels, hair 
                         nets, those ridiculous trench coats. 
                         They're pathetic.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENT 1
</b>                         But agent Rogersz, they're getting away.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         That's all part of the plan.

               Brothers, Marlene, and Otto drive away.

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Otto, Otto pull your self together.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Marlene? What's going on?

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         We're going to the hospital.

               Otto, Marlene and the Rodriguez brothers enter the hospital
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         Hey, I know you. You're the one that 
                         run into my trash.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Shh!

<b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         Shhh to you too.

               Otto and Marlene enter elevator with 2 health professionals. 
               Lagarto turns away woman on crutches trying to get in.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     LAGARTO
</b>                         Out of order. Take the stairs.

               Otto and Marlene exit elevator wearing clothes taken from health 
               professionals. Otto has a smiley face button on his right collar.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     NOTE
</b>                         Dr. Benway and Mr. Lee are both characters 
                         from "The Naked Lunch"
<b> 
</b>               Otto pulls back sheet covering body on gurney and sees Kevin.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     KEVIN
</b>                         Otto?

               Cut back to ER waiting room where nurse is talking to patient 
               who has just filled out a form.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NURSE 1
</b>                         Let me see that. All wrong do it over.
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         They're going through it all the and 
                         they won't pick it up.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NURSE 2
</b>                         Oh well isn't that a shame.

<b>                                     OLD LADY
</b>                         Oh tell you it comes to something when 
                         they expect you to pick it up.
<b> 
</b>               Otto and Marlene see a door with a pine tree air freshener hanging 
               from the knob. It's Bud's room. They go in.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         How are you doing man?

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Ask him about the Malibu.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Look about the other night. I'm sorry 
                         I split. I know I should have stayed 
                         with you but ah it's like when I was 
                         a kid you know I I had this set of big 
                         wheels you know.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Otto!

               Otto, Marlene and the Rodriguez brothers get chased by the agents 
               down the stairs.
<b> 
</b>               Back in Bud's room

<b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Shit (shoot). (starts to get up off 
                         of the bed)
<b> 
</b><b>                                     REVEREND LARRY
</b>                         Praise the lord.

               Otto, Marlene and Rodriguez brother drive off and the agents 
               chase them through the parking garage.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Go. Go. Go.

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Come on. Let's go.

               As they drive off and agents run after, the glowing Malibu drives 
               by and strikes down two of the agents with lightening bolts.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Dude slow down.

               Agent Rogersz blocks the exit and they are all caught.

<b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         All right don't shoot come on all right 
                         all right
<b> 
</b><b>                                     AGENTS
</b>                         Chicken shits (stuff). braak-braak-braak
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     AGENT ROGERSZ
</b>                         Where's the Malibu?

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Don't even ask because I don't know. 
                         I mean I don't have it Marlene doesn't 
                         have it you and your crazy friends don't 
                         have it. So that only leaves...
<b> 
</b>               Everybody in Bud's hospital room

               Bud is gone.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Where is he.

<b>                                     AGENT
</b>                         Where the fuck (hell) is he.

               They escape the agents. Marlene and the brothers drive off as 
               Otto breaks into and steals a car.
<b> 
</b><b>                                     NAPOLEON
</b>                         Later!

<b>                                     MARLENE
</b>                         Bye, Bye.

<b>                                     VOICE FROM THE RADIO
</b>                         Here's another weird one. Reports are 
                         coming in about apparent hail of ice 
                         cubes south of downtown. Scientist are 
                         at a loss to explain the freak showers 
                         of tiny cubes of ice.
<b> 
</b>               Otto arrives at Helping Hands lot while it rains ice cubes.
<b> 
</b><b>               
</b>               Bud is sitting in the glowing Malibu.

<b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         That's some weird fucking shit (filthy 
                         stuff) Eh Bud? What's going on man?
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     BUD
</b>                         Shit (damn)! Eleven years of repoing 
                         cars and what have I got? Shit (zilch)!
<b> 
</b><b>                         
</b><b>                                     OTTO
</b>                         Bud listen to me. You're sitting in 
                         a car worth twenty thousand dollars. 
                         Look look we we turn it in we take the 
                         money and split it sixty forty. You 
                         and me.
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