INT. POOLHALL STAIRWAY – DAY
Franco hastens toward the first landing, hears the
heavy glass doors open and the sound of two
men talking loudly as they enter the building from
the street. He hesitates, almost turns back, then
mutters to himself and continues slowly down.
SALVATORE “BIG SAL” BASSO, a large, thick set man
accompanied by a no less formidable associate, makes
his way upstairs. Dressed in dark sports jackets with
open collars and black spit-shined leather shoes, the
two men leave little room to pass.
Oh, as fate would have it.
A little off your beat, aren’t you,
Good to get out and about, right?
No harm in that.
Not answering, Franco attempts to pass between them.
The associate grabs his forearm.
in the eyes)
The truth is; I saw your car
outside. Thought you might want to
Franco stares at the associate’s hand and pulls his arm
You sure about that?
Franco pushes past them, hurries down the stairs and
almost out the door.
By the way, how’s your old man?
I heard he’s got a nice cushy
apartment in Scarsdale.
Franco stops, about to answer back, but refrains,
and slips out through the doors onto the street.
EXT. SIDEWALK – DAY – FRANCO’S POV
The driver’s side door closes on the silver MGB. He
hears the engine fire up. He jogs to the corner as it
speeds away. He watches it fade gradually, then