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    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE
    DEAD
    A Screenplay By
    Kelly Masterson

    FADE IN:
    1

    EXT. - FAIRFIELD ROAD - DAY

    1

    A white HONDA ACCORD moves through a sleepy, suburban
    neighborhood - FAIRFIELD, CT - in the early winter morning.
    Snow covers the ground but the plows have been out and the
    road is clear. The sun is shining and the neighborhood
    glistens: white, bright, quiet.
    The ACCORD turns onto the main drag and merges into the early
    morning commuter traffic. The ACCORD swings around the
    traffic that lines the turn lane into the FAIRFIELD TRAIN
    STATION. We stay with the ACCORD as it moves along until it
    reaches a STRIP MALL and pulls in. The ACCORD moves through
    the nearly empty parking lot and pulls up to the curb in
    front of one shop in the MALL.
    2

    EXT. - STRIP MALL - DAY

    2

    In the car’s interior, a woman (NANETTE) of about 65 leans
    across and kisses her husband (CHARLES) who sits behind the
    wheel. She pats him on the knee.
    Good luck.

    NANETTE

    CHARLES chuckles as NANETTE fishes a fistful of keys out of
    her purse. She opens the door.
    CHARLES
    See ya in a bit.
    NANETTE
    (pausing:)
    I love you.
    CHARLES looks a little surprised by this. He smiles as
    NANETTE exits the ACCORD. CHARLES watches his wife approach
    the store and unlock the door.
    ON STORE SIGN: “HANSON JEWELERS”
    3

    INT. - HANSON JEWELERS - DAY

    3

    NANETTE opens the door and we hear a bell ring. NANETTE from
    just inside the door watches the ACCORD pull away and waves.
    NANETTE locks the door behind her and moves quickly to an
    electrical box on the wall to shut off the alarms and turn on
    the lights.
    TITLE CARD: “BEFORE”

    (CONTINUED)

    3

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 2.
    3

    CONTINUED:

    NANETTE busies herself behind the store counter - stowing
    away her purse, checking the cash register, unlocking this or
    that display case. She hums as she moves into a back room
    and addresses herself to the safe.
    SAME LATER
    NANETTE fills the display cases from the storage trays. A
    clock on the wall behind the counter shows that it is 7:58.
    NANETTE completes her tasks and moves back to the front door.
    Through the window, NANETTE sees a brand new, white CAR
    parked in the lot directly in front of the store. She peers
    through the door at the car - it appears there are two men in
    the front seat. NANETTE turns the sign on the door around
    announcing that HANSON JEWELLERS is now officially “OPEN.”
    She unlocks the door and moves back to the counter. Her back
    is still to the door when she hears the bell ring.
    NANETTE, behind the counter, turns towards the front of the
    store. Her face - which says: “Good Morning, Customer” freezes in alarm.
    MAN (O.S.)
    Against the wall. Don’t touch anything just back up.
    NANETTE’S POV
    A MAN in a ski mask stands in front of the door - he wears a
    large ski parka and gloves. One gloved hand holds a
    revolver. The MAN quickly locks the front door and flips the
    sign to read “CLOSED.”
    MAN (cont’d)
    Back up - now!
    ON NANETTE as she backs up against the wall. She begins to
    shake. Her eyes dart from the MAN to a buzzer under the
    counter.
    MAN (O.S.) (CONT’D)
    Don’t even think it. Stay right where
    you are.
    WIDER as the MAN moves towards frightened NANETTE.
    NANETTE
    Don’t...please...
    MAN
    Shutup. Just shutup. No talking.
    listening. Just listen.

    Only

    (CONTINUED)

    3

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 3.
    3

    CONTINUED: (2)

    The MAN approaches NANETTE who tries to move back but she is
    against the wall. The MAN puts the gun in her face.
    MAN (cont’d)
    I will shoot you. I don’t wanna but I’ll
    do it. I’ll do it.
    NANETTE

    Please...

    MAN
    NO TALKING! OK?

    OK?

    NANETTE blinks, swallows, nods her head very quickly.
    MAN (cont’d)
    OK, OK. Keys. Just point. Point to
    where the keys are for these things.
    The MAN sweeps his arm in an arc to indicate the display
    cases. NANETTE points to a drawer under the Cash Register.
    Keeping the gun trained on NANETTE, the MAN moves to and
    pulls open the drawer. He fishes out NANETTE’S keys and
    holds them out.
    Come here.
    NANETTE is frozen.

    MAN (cont’d)
    Come here!

    She can’t move.

    MAN (cont’d)
    Come on - now!
    NANETTE moves to him but slowly.
    MAN (cont’d)
    Come on, come on. OK - take these and
    find me the key that opens this one.
    She reaches for the keys, takes them but immediately drops
    them because she is shaking. When NANETTE begins to bend
    over to get the keys, the MAN grabs her arm with his free
    hand and roughly pulls her upright.
    No!

    MAN (cont’d)

    NANETTE whimpers. The MAN hurriedly, reaches down for the
    keys. When he is off balance, NANETTE strikes out in fear pushing him. The MAN topples to the floor. Frantically,
    NANETTE reaches to the open drawer. As the MAN rights
    himself, his first concern is the keys on the floor rather
    than the frail woman above him.
    (CONTINUED)

    3

    CONTINUED: (3)

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 4.
    3

    NANETTE has the gun out of the drawer before the MAN even
    realizes what she is doing. She brings it around to the MAN
    who now drops the keys and raises his own gun. There are two
    simultaneous shots.
    ON NANETTE as she is hit and flies backwards.
    ON THE MAN as he is spun around to his right. He loses his
    gun. He struggles to regain himself - his left hand comes up
    to his right shoulder. He pulls it away to look at his blood
    covered glove.
    Oh shit.

    MAN (cont’d)
    Oh shit. Oh shit, shit.

    The MAN, now as frightened as NANETTE, has to physically
    force himself to concentrate through the fear. He comes
    around - he looks for his gun. He sees it on the floor some
    10 yards away and scoots - crablike - along the floor to
    retrieve it. He is surprised that his right arm will not
    cooperate. He picks up the gun in his left hand and rises,
    unsteadily. He looks around for NANETTE and does not see her
    until he moves out from behind the counter and finds her
    lying on the floor some 10 yards away from the counter. She
    is crumpled on her left side - inexplicably she still
    clenches the gun in her right hand. She does not move.
    Oh shit.

    MAN (cont’d)
    I’m fucked! Oh shit.

    He physically forces himself back into the moment. He
    concentrates. He looks at the display cases. He looks at
    the keys. He looks at the still woman on the floor. He
    makes a decision. He moves to the display case nearest him
    and shoots it. The glass top of the case shatters - glass
    flying everywhere - the man shields his face with his good
    arm. Alarms - shrill, piercing, insistent - begin to sound.
    The MAN does not hear them. He sets the gun in top of the
    shattered case. He pulls a nylon bag out of his parka. With
    his one good arm - he awkwardly begins scooping various
    “pieces” into the bag - it is clumsy work.
    A shot rings out. The MAN’s eyes go wide with alarm and
    surprise. He has been shot in the back but isn’t at all sure
    what has happened. Confused, he tries once again to load the
    bag.
    ON NANETTE who struggles to rise but cannot. She struggles
    to bring the gun up again but cannot. She loses
    consciousness.
    ON THE MAN who stumbles. Losing his balance, he bounces off
    the counter and crumples to the floor.
    (CONTINUED)

    3

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 5.
    3

    CONTINUED: (4)

    We see a wide, spreading patch of blood on his back. He
    miraculously manages to pull himself to his feet by using the
    counter. Disoriented, weak, confused, he remembers the bag.
    He manages to get it into his good hand. He reaches for the
    gun but succeeds only in knocking it to the floor. He leaves
    it. He moves towards the door, staggering a little. He
    struggles to open the locked door - he can’t think. Why
    won’t the door open? Finally, he manages to unlock and push
    open the door but drops the bag. When he reaches for the
    bag, he collapses - he falls through the open door onto the
    sidewalk.
    4

    EXT. - STRIP MALL - DAY

    4

    The CAR waits at the curb. The DRIVER is alarmed, anxious,
    scared to death, uncertain as he watches the MAN on the
    sidewalk struggle to rise only to collapse again and remain
    still, unmoving, dead?
    The DRIVER guns the car and pulls away.
    5

    Fast.

    EXT. - FAIRFIELD ROAD - DAY

    5

    ON THE DRIVER - crazy with fear, hyperventilating.
    DRIVER
    Slow down, slow down. Jesus. God. Stop
    it - OK - slow down. Slow down. Oh
    Jesus. Oh my God.
    The DRIVER repeats “Oh my God” like a mantra to calm himself.
    Over and over and over, he says it until his breathing
    returns to normal and his powers of thought return.
    The DRIVER reaches up and pulls off his wig and places it on
    the seat next to him. He rips off his fake mustache and then
    his big glasses. The man is in his mid-thirties - hair just
    starting to thin. This is HANK.
    TITLE CARD: “HANK”
    6

    EXT. - MEADOWLANDS STADIUM - DAY

    6

    A football game is in progress. In the stands we find HANK
    wearing heavy winter clothes and a frown. He is unhappy with
    the game. Seated next to him is his 13 year old daughter,
    DANIELE: bored and distracted. On HANK’s other side is a man
    in his mid-thirties - this is ANDY.
    Shit!
    Daddy!

    HANK
    God damn motherfuckers.
    DANIELE
    (CONTINUED)

    6

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 6.
    6

    CONTINUED:

    Sorry.

    HANK

    DANIELE
    You shouldn’t talk like that.
    Sorry.

    HANK

    A VENDOR moves up the steps towards HANK and Co., shouting:
    “Hot Dogs!”
    HANK (cont’d)
    They can’t complete even one pass!
    A Cell Phone rings.

    HANK searches his parka for the phone.

    DANIELE
    Can I have a hot dog?
    HANK
    You’ve already had one.
    DANIELE
    Can I have another one?

    Yea.

    HANK
    (on phone:)

    DANIELE signals to the Vendor.
    DANIELE
    With everything, please.
    HANK
    Yea, I know, I know - I’m sittin’ right
    here.
    DANIELE
    Extra catsup.
    HANK is digging in his pants for his wallet.
    HANK
    I’m watching the god damn game!
    The VENDOR hands DANIELE her hot dog. HANK struggles with
    his wallet and the phone. ANDY produces a Five - he examines
    it closely.
    F.

    ANDY
    Atlanta.
    (CONTINUED)

    6

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 7.
    6

    CONTINUED: (2)

    ANDY hands the bill to the vendor who makes change.
    HANK
    Yea - hold on.
    (to ANDY, sheepish:)
    Thanks.
    DANIELE
    Thank you, Mr. Hanson.
    ANDY
    You’re welcome, sweetheart.
    DANIELE begins wolfing down her hot dog.
    HANK (cont’d)
    Yea, yea - I’m good. You know I’m good.
    DANIELE
    (mouth full:)
    My mom doesn’t like me eating junk.
    ANDY
    You can eat whatever you want when you’re
    with me.
    ANDY returns his attention to the game. DANIELE is happy
    now, content - concentrating on her dog and ignoring the game
    and her father.
    HANK (cont’d)
    I said I’m good. Jesus.
    HANK hangs up and stows the phone.
    embarrassed. ANDY looks amused.
    Christ.
    Daddy.

    He looks at ANDY -

    HANK (cont’d)
    Shit!
    DANIELE

    HANK
    Sorry.
    (to ANDY)
    I miss anything?
    ANDY shrugs.
    DANIELE
    Can I get a coke?

    (CONTINUED)

    6

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 8.
    6

    CONTINUED: (3)

    HANK
    (watching the field)
    Shit.
    7

    INT. - NEW YORK APARTMENT - DAY

    7

    Upper East Side two bedroom apartment - nice but not
    outrageous; rent is a bundle but the decoration is clearly
    middle-class. A woman in her mid-thirties with too much
    makeup sits on the couch, a Magazine in her lap. This is
    TINA. HANK stands in the center of the living room as
    DANIELE hangs her coat up in a closet.
    TINA
    She didn’t eat any junk food, did she?
    You didn’t feed her crap, did you?
    No.

    HANK
    Of course not.

    DANIELE winks at her Daddy and disappears down a hallway.
    HANK has to hold back his laugh.
    TINA
    She’s got an audition tomorrow.
    can’t be bloated.

    She

    HANK
    God forbid.
    TINA
    Or have gas.
    No.

    HANK
    Gas is bad.

    TINA
    She wore her sun block?
    HANK
    It was cloudy.
    TINA
    There’s rays. There’s still rays.
    Or wind. People get wind burns.
    And gas.

    HANK

    TINA
    She has to be blemish free tomorrow.

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 9.

    8

    INT. - CORRIDOR - APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY
    HANK presses the elevator button.
    impatient.

    8

    TINA, arms crossed, is

    TINA
    You got my money?
    HANK
    Christ, Tina...
    TINA
    You owe me November, December and now
    January.
    HANK
    I don’t owe you.

    I owe Daniele.

    TINA
    Don’t get semantic.
    HANK
    Don’t get huffy.
    HANK jabs at the elevator button a few times.
    HANK
    I took her to the Giants game.
    child support.

    That’s

    TINA
    Cash, Hank. She needs two caps.
    The Elevator arrives.
    HANK
    I’ll get her a Giant’s cap.
    TINA
    Don’t be cute.
    HANK
    If you’d let her eat junk food, her teeth
    would be fine.
    HANK gets on the Elevator and pushes the “L” button.
    TINA
    November, December, January...
    The Elevator doors close and TINA is gone. HANK, frustrated
    and angry, mouths “November, December, January.” He kicks
    the wall.

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 10.

    9

    INT. - OFF TRACK BETTING (OTB) CLUB - DUSK

    9

    HANK, tickets in hand, watches the TV screen above as a horse
    race finishes. His face falls and he lets out a stream of
    disgusted air. He rips up his tickets and drops them to the
    floor. He looks beseechingly at the screen but finds no
    comfort. He shakes his head and rises.
    10

    INT. - MOONEY’S PUB - NIGHT

    10

    Dark, noisy, Sunday evening crowded, NY Irish Pub. Near the
    door, HANK is shouting into a telephone to be heard over the
    racket.
    HANK
    Thursday! Wednesday is pay day so...
    Yea, of course. You know me.
    ...Thursday, I swear. OK, OK...
    HANK hangs up the phone and rolls his eyes. He rubs his face
    and rearranges his features - no fear, no anger, no
    frustration. Blank. Now he heads towards the back of the
    pub. He approaches a booth where ANDY is seated, a pitcher
    of beer in front of him. Two mugs. ANDY doodles on a
    napkin. HANK takes a seat.
    ANDY
    How much you lose today?
    Fuck you.

    HANK

    ANDY
    When we were in college, you never
    gambled.
    HANK
    Yea, well...fuck it.
    ANDY
    And you never swore.
    HANK
    I’m an adult now.
    HANK grins. ANDY smiles and shakes his head. ANDY turns the
    napkin around and pushes it over to HANK. HANK picks it up
    and looks at it.
    HANK (cont’d)
    What the fuck is it?

    (CONTINUED)

    10

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 11.
    10

    CONTINUED:

    Diagram.

    ANDY

    HANK
    Don’t look like any diaphragm I ever
    seen.
    HANK smiles at ANDY who does not return the smile.
    What?

    HANK (cont’d)
    What’s it a diagram of?

    ANDY
    Jewelry store.
    11

    INT. - PUB BATHROOM - NIGHT

    11

    HANK stands at sink and stares at himself in the mirror - a
    middle-aged loser.
    ANDY (V.O.)
    It’s worth 100 Grand. It’s insured so
    they lose nothing. I lay it off at maybe
    50 cents on the dollar. 25,000 each,
    give or take.
    HANK fills his cupped hands with water and splashes his face.
    He looks in the mirror - dripping. A wet loser.
    12

    INT. - MOONEY’S - NIGHT

    12

    HANK sits in the booth opposite ANDY who pours out from a
    fresh pitcher - an empty pitcher sits on the table.
    ANDY
    So tell me - can you use 25,000?
    HANK sighs and nods once.

    ANDY drinks.

    HANK
    I’ve...I’ve never committed a crime.
    ANDY
    This isn’t...
    Nobody gets hurt.
    Everybody wins.
    HANK looks unconvinced.
    ANDY (cont’d)
    Every time you make a bet with your
    bookie, you’re committing a crime. Who’s
    getting hurt?
    (CONTINUED)

    12

    BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU’RE DEAD - 12.
    12

    CONTINUED:

    HANK leans back and blows out air.
    Hank?

    ANDY (cont’d)
    You’re an adult now.

    ANDY drinks and watches him with cold eyes.
    HANK
    I don’t know. Lemme think about it.
    13

    INT. - WORKPLACE - DAY

    13

    HANK, dressed in suit and tie, comes out of his office
    pulling on an overcoat. He looks anxious. He passes a
    receptionist desk heading for the elevator.
    HANK
    Got an appointment.

    Back in a couple.

    The RECEPTIONIST smiles and nods.
    RECEPTIONIST
    (to self)
    Of course you do - it’s Monday.
    14

    INT. - APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY

    14

    HANK enters a somewhat run-down building, passing through a
    security door and heading up the stairs.
    On the third floor landing, he encounters a woman sitting on
    the steps hugging herself inside her big coat. She is about
    thirty - very thin. She is GINA. She looks at HANK from
    under her big floppy hat.
    GINA
    I’m freezing.
    HANK
    You’re early.
    So?

    GINA
    I’m cold.

    Let’s go.

    HANK fishes out his keys as GINA crumbles up some candy
    wrappers that sit on the landing next to her. These she
    stuffs in her pocket as HANK opens the do