BODGE JOB

Ext. STREET. NIGHT.

We open on a few shots of quiet streets, pedestrians are

walking and cafes are still open. As the camera jumps around,
the shots gradually become less lively until settling on a
building for a moment. The sound of someone running down
stairs gets louder and louder, and KAL barges through the
door, running frantically. There is blood on his face and in
his hair, and he is holding a paper bag with his gun inside
it.

KAL
(PANTING)

Any other night, any other night Goddamn it.

GOON
(DISTANT)

Down there! Alley!

KAL continues to run, hopping fences until he reaches a car

park. He runs to his car and reaches into his pocket for his
keys, but they are not there.

KAL

No no no no no, come on!

KAL notices the sound of his pursuers getting closer, and

nervously looks around before jumping into a nearby hedge. Two
men approach his car, and stand at it. CARVER looks around and
almost stares right at KAL through his hiding place.

CARVER

He’s not here.

GOON

Should we hide? Ambush him like?

CARVER
 No, he’s not coming. Dumb shit was at least smart
enough not to think he’d be able to drive out of
here. Still, you lifted his keys right?

GOON

Got em right here.

If you don’t mind me asking, why’d you have me do
that?

CARVER

I do mind you asking.

GOON is somewhat unsettled by this.

CARVER

Well what the hell, you’ve earned an explanation.

Kid’s been bitching and whining about this job since
we were assigned it, I knew he was either gonna do
nothing or do something, but fuck if I was expecting
him to do that. I’d be impressed if I weren’t so
pissed off.

The shot goes back to KAL briefly, as he wipes the blood off
his face.

CARVER

Fuckin Pete was ex MI6. He had 3 kids! When I get my

hands on that shitstain…

KAL is visibly upset upon hearing this, however his resolve

remains unchanged as he starts to back away.

GOON

So what do we do now?

CARVER

We aren’t doing anything. I need you to take his car

and hide it somewhere. If you don’t hear from me by
tomorrow, you take it and you piss off the police
somehow, I don’t care how, but you get yourself out
of there once you do, and you stay unseen.

GOON looks unsure at this.

 CARVER

Don’t piss your pants just yet. Just hide his car,
I’m gonna have him dissolving in a bathtub before
you ever need to get your little hands dirty anyway.

EXT. STREET. NIGHT.

KAL has put some distance between himself and CARVER, and
hides in a doorway. He pulls out a flip phone and dials a
number he has written on his arm.

KAL
(WHISPERING)

Glenn? Yeah, it’s me, we’re doing it now.

GLENN
(THROUGH PHONE)

The hell we are! We went through this, do your job

and slip out unnoticed. What the fuck did you do,
Kal?

KAL

I wasn’t about to shoot her! That wasn’t a “job” it

was a fucking slaughter!

KAL suddenly notices voices getting nearer, and slams the

phone shut. He frantically looks around before noticing a pile
of large, filled bin bags.

Two goons walk by, they are talking about KAL. As they walk
away, KAL rises from underneath the pile of bin bags. He
notices a cut on his hand from some glass, but ignores it and
re-dials the number.

KAL

Whatever they said we were doing, we weren’t. Pete

didn’t seem to have a problem with it, and she was
probably as old as his daughter! These are sick
fucks, and I chose the option that would weigh
slightly less on my conscience for the rest of my
life!

GLENN
 Jesus Christ man…
Listen, I have the van at Bobbington park like we
agreed, I’m guessing you’re on foot now?
I’ll stay until the sun comes up but after that I’m
a goner, we’re in deep shit now!

KAL

Thank you, I’ll be there, just be ready for me when

I come.

KAL shoves the phone in the bag with his gun, and then shoves
the bag in one of the binbags before slowly moving away.

EXT. STREET. NIGHT.

KAL is now on a busier street with a change of clothes. He

nervously makes his way through the crowd. As he is walking he
hears a woman scream and runs to hide, but falls down. When he
looks up, he sees an angry woman outside a bar slap a man in
the face.

WOMAN

Pig!

The man laughs at this, and goes back inside. KAL collects
himself and keeps moving. He looks at a sign that reads
“BOBBINGTON PARK” and takes a left. As he does this, an
observer takes his phone out of his pocket to make a call.

EXT. BOBBINGTON PARK. DAWN.

KAL is slowly running through the park, when he sees GLENN’s

van parked in the distance. He begins to look hopeful, before
being tackled by CARVER.

CARVER

You rat fuck son of a bitch, do you think I don’t

know the greenie escape route? You think you’re the
first chicken shit to try and escape?

KAL gets up, and backs away slowly

KAL

Fuck you Carver, I’m not killing a girl in front of

her father. And for what? Two grand’s worth? You
 assholes have piles of money the size of cars I’ve
seen them!

CARVER

Don’t you think for a second I was comfortable with

that!
I get it y’know, you’re young, you have your
personal code, I would have argued against it were I
the one doing it.

KAL

So why are you-

CARVER cuts him off.

CARVER
(ANGRY)

I would have *argued* against it! And I would have

taken no for an answer! What I wouldn’t have done is
shoot my partner in the fucking head in front of two
witnesses!
They’re both dead now you stupid son of a bitch, it
could have just been the girl if you’d done your
fucking job, now everything’s tits up!

KAL is devastated by this news.

KAL

They’re both…?

CARVER.

Dead! And it could have been one death tonight, but

now I’m gonna push it up to four.

KAL

Oh God, just… just do it.

CARVER
[indifferently]

Oh honey, you’re breaking my heart.

CARVER starts walking towards KAL, laughing to himself. As

CARVER grabs KAL’s throat, KAL quickly slashes CARVER in his
own throat, using the glass he cut himself with from the
binbag earlier.

CARVER falls down and starts choking on his blood.

KAL
[SHOUTING FURIOUSLY]

I didn’t kill them! I didn’t fucking kill them! You

fucking psychopaths did this, not me! He took
nothing, he took fucking nothing and you were gonna
kill his daughter for it! This isn’t on me, it’s not
fucking on me!

CARVER
[CHOKING ON BLOOD]

Whatever… helps you sleep at night kid…

CARVER dies as KAL calms himself down.

KAL wipes a tear off his face, before turning to see GLENN’s
van now with the engine running. The credits roll as the
camera pans up, watching KAL enter the van and drive away.

SCRIPT BY AL MAJOR