Sea of Greed 2022

SEA OF GREED
Screenplay By
Martin Sprock & Alex van Galeniel
dito montiel pass 2022
Based on the exploits of Stephen Kalish and

the book Sea of Greed
Over BLACK:
KALISH (V.O.)
Don't hold me to the facts. There
were a lot of women, marijuana,
smuggling and... a bit of a
takeover of a country involved.
'Things can get hazy in the midst
of things like that. What I can
tell you is, from the best of my
recollection... it definitely went
a little something like this...
Motorhead's 'Ace of Spades' kicks off.
SUPER:
'December 20th 1989'
A beat to shit HYUNDAI PONY SLAMS into a colorful Batido de

Frutas street vendor CART.
WE PULL BACK FAST AND WIDE as the Hyundai skids, hydroplanes,

turns and continues the fuck on.
INT. HYUNDAI - DAY - CONTINUOUS
A MAN (O.C.) in the backseat yells in Spanish.
MAN (O.C.)
Armas!
MAN IN PASSENGER SEAT rips off a panel below the glove

compartment to reveal...
THREE HANDGUNS.
EXT. PANAMA CITY STREETS - CONTINUOUS
FROM ABOVE -
Our car screeches into the parking lot of an orange white and
blue DAIRY QUEEN.
THREE MEN jump out and rush toward the ice cream shop
guarding ONE MAN under a blanket.
2.
THREE AH-64D Apache Longbow HELICOPTERS hover over the Dairy

Queen.
*Our CAMERA POV is from one chopper.
Over a LOUDSPEAKER we HEAR an AMERICAN VOICE laugh from the

heli.
AMERICAN VOICE (THROUGH LOUDSPEAKER)

You had to have had a better plan
than Dairy Queen?
ON CUE - The MEN run back into the Hyundai.
ONE MAN AIMS his measly pistol UP at the (CAMERA) helicopter

as he retreats.
Our American Voice responds again with a laugh.
AMERICAN VOICE (THROUGH LOUDSPEAKER)

Oh please kind Sir. You really
don't wanna do that.
A warning barrage of automatic fire from the helicopter

shatters the windows of the Dairy Queen and...
The man with the gun dives back into the car.
CUT TO
INT. HYUNDAI - MOMENTS LATER
The car rattles, bumps and speeds as fast as a piece of shit

Hyundai can haul.
SPEEDOMETER maxxes out.
OUR CAMERA takes every bump along the beat down,

infrastructurally-neglected pot-holed beach side road.
The Man stays under a blanket in the back seat.
The other Men are yelling a variety of orders and curses in

Spanish.
RAPID FIRE from above lines the side of the car. Another
warning that they got you, if and when they want.
The Man under the blanket yells to the DRIVER.
MAN UNDER BLANKET

Vatican embassy!
3.
DRIVER (LOOKS)
Que?
A ROCKET BLOWS APART a giant DEVIL'S HEAD amusement park

attraction just to their left.
BOOM!
*Subtitles where needed.
MAN UNDER BLANKET (SPANISH)

The Pope will protect us!
As the SMOKE slowly dissipates we hear a V.O. from a man

(STEVE KALISH) we will soon meet.
KALISH (V.O.)
'Sure it's the big stuff that puts
you away....
Another EXPLOSION brings us back to speed as it decimates a

side of the road mini golf attraction.
CUT TO
EXT. STREET - SAME
The car frantically gathers its wheels as...
A chihuahua jumps out onto the road.
The Driver's eyes go wide at the sight of the Chihuahua.
KALISH (V.O.)
But it's the small stuff...
The Hyundai swerves to avoid the chihuahua, skids, screeches

and... flips.
CRASH!
KALISH (V.O.)
The shit you never saw coming
that'll do you in.
The SONG ENDS as...
The Man crawls out the back door of the upside down smoking
vehicle toward an official looking building.
FADE TO BLACK
4.
EXT. APOSTOLIC NUNCIATURE OF THE HOLY SEE - CHRISTMAS EVE -

NIGHT
CAMERA PULLS WIDE TO REVEAL:
POLICE, AMBULANCES, AMERICAN TANKS, HELICOPTERS and HUNDREDS

OF PEOPLE (angrily holding pineapples with 'Noriega Asesino'
written on them) surround the Vatican safe territory.
A dead stillness juxtaposes the previous scene.
The beat to shit Hyundai sits upside down and vacated.
A SOUND SYSTEM to rival Woodstock has been curiously set up

aimed directly at the embassy refuge.
An AMERICAN in military gear stands beside the speakers

holding a microphone.
AMERICAN (OUT LOUD)

If you won't come out. You leave us
with no choice, General Noriega!
The man under from the back seat (NORIEGA) last seen crawling
toward the building peeks out a window curtain from the
second story of the Vatican's embassy.
AMERICAN (OUT LOUD)

...Mr. Disc Jockey?
A DISC JOCKEY grabs his microphone from behind a RECORD

PLAYER in front of the massive speakers.
DISC JOCKEY (OUT LOUD)

Coming in with the most requested
song of the evening, here's, Van
Halen's only true singer, David
Lee Fucking Roth's... Panama!
The INTRO to Van Halen's 'Panama' BLASTS OUT OF THE SPEAKERS.
One STAINED WINDOW on the embassy vibrates, then shatters

from the KICK DRUM as we READ...
SUPER:
A TRUE STORY
The SONG continues charging as 'Sea of Greed' and OPENING

CREDITS FLASH IN RHYTHM over REAL NEWS FOOTAGE of...
5.
EXT. PANAMA STREETS - NIGHT
CHAOS on the streets.
A mix of historical and new footage shows Military

Helicopters FIRING on the city.
FIRE ENGINES, AMBULANCES RACE down the straight away.
PROTESTERS HAUL MOLOTOV COCKTAILS.
MILITARY MEN lie down their weapons on the streets.
BOOM!
A HUGE EXPLOSION decimates a GIANT MONKEY STATUE at ZOO

WORLD.
A GATHERING OF PEOPLE huddle around a DATED TELEVISION

(rabbit ears and all) in front of a Bodega.
ON THE DATED TV - President George H.W. Bush is addressing

the nation.
We'd listen in but would rather keep blasting Van Halen.
CUT TO:
The AMERICAN INVASION OF PANAMA continues.
U.S. military vehicles enter the city.
CIVILIANS run through the streets.
US soldiers blast doors off government buildings.
A traffic jam shows rows of cars attempting to leave the

city.
Eddie Van Halen shreds as...
A STATIC RIDDEN BBC NEWS ANCHOR finishes up a story.
BBC NEWS ANCHOR (O.C.)

And for a man from humble
beginnings it is hard to not
wonder, how, in the world, we have
found ourselves here?
On the CHAOS of the invasion of Panama, our song and

visual...
FADES TO BLACK:
6.
The twangy opening to Fraternity of Man's 'Don't Bogart that

Joint' begins.
FADE IN TO READ:
Freeport, Texas
'1970'
5 INT. RU RU'S TACOS - TEXAS - 1970 - DAY 5
Our song plays over a pair of cheap tinny speakers as a young

STEVE KALISH (17, glasses, good looking, long hair) walks
toward the drive thru glass window in his Ruru's shirt and
hat.
A MIDDLE AGED WOMAN'S VOICE can be heard repeating herself

over the speaker.
MIDDLE AGED WOMAN (V.O.)

Hello? ...Hello?
Kalish approaches to find the teller, FREDDY, stoned and

asleep.
KALISH
Yo Freddy?
Freddy wakes up, vomits and runs to the bathroom.
Kalish presses and speaks into the microphone.
KALISH
Welcome to Ru Ru's, home of the
double easy cheese pleaser...
(forgets) taco? Can I help you?
MIDDLE AGED WOMAN (V.O. INTERCOM)

If you say it wrong the commercial
says I get it free.
KALISH
Except I didn't. What can I get
you?

I'd like my free double easy cheesy
pleaser taco please?
7.
IN THE PARKING LOT - Kalish notices a local dealer, JUAN

(20's) in his red 1965 Ford Mustang convertible.
Juan is smoking a joint with his feet hanging out his

convertible.

Hello?
Three HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS in American flag tube tops, way too
short cut off fringed short shorts and roach clip feathered
earrings flirt and hand Juan money as he gives them a bag of
pot.
The MIDDLE AGED WOMAN rolls up to the window in her Ford

Pinto.
MIDDLE AGED WOMAN

I'm here for my free taco.
Kalish watches Juan and the girls laughing/flirting and

sharing a roach.
RACK FOCUS as Kalish catches his REFLECTION wearing his paper

taco hat in the glass.
MIDDLE AGED WOMAN

Excuse me!
Kalish refocuses on the pain in the ass middle aged Woman.
He looks right at her.
Fuck this job.
KALISH (V.O.)
...For all my flaws...
CUT TO
9 EXT. RU RU'S TACOS - MOMENTS LATER 9
Kalish walks toward the Mustang.
Juan is getting a blowjob as he smokes and adjusts the radio

dial.
KALISH (V.O.)
Indecision was not one.
Through a cloud of pot smoke Kalish comes into view.

8.
KALISH
Hey man. My job straight up sucks.
Juan looks at Kalish.
KALISH
I really wanna like, do... whatever
the fuck you're doing!
CUT TO
10 EXT. RU RU'S TACOS - ANOTHER DAY 10
A CAR pulls up to a dated INTERCOM beside a menu.
Six STONERS laugh in the car while blaring 'Cat Scratch

Fever' on an 8 Track.
KALISH (V.O.)
...Trying to explain pot today is
like..?
One STONER leans out toward the machine.
STONER
Give me the... Massive Munchie
Pleaser with the special sauce?
Stoners all laugh.
KALISH (V.O.)
I mean, you gotta start with
well... it was a lotta fun, pretty
hard to find. And really against
the law.
The Stoners pull to the window as teenage Kalish leans out

and hands them a bag.
KALISH
That’ll be forty dollars.
The Stoners look in the Ru Ru's bag filled with marijuana.
STONERS
Well all-fucking-right!
INSIDE THE BAG WE FOCUS on a sealed plastic baggie with a

green smiling taco stamped on it.
KALISH (V.O.)
Yeah that's probably a good place
to start.
9.
OUR CAMERA LIFTS WIDE TO SEE:
An ENDLESS LINE OF CARS wait at the drive-thru.
Sly & the Family Stone's 'Everyday People' kicks in.
Our SONG takes us through a SERIES OF FLASHES THROUGH THE

DECADE:
EXT. OPEN ROAD - DAY
A red 1965 Ford Mustang convertible much like the one Kalish
eyed in the opening zips down the coastal road.
KALISH (V.O.)
Selling loose joints, nickle and
dime bags wasn't my thing...
INT. MUSTANG - DAY
Kalish drives beside a NEW PARTNER with a huge afro, in the

passenger seat.
New Partner takes a deep toke and blows it all out to the
open road.
KALISH (V.O.)
So I got into smuggling.
SONG CONTINUES AS...
EXT. DEEP WOODS - DUSK
Kalish and another NEW PARTNER (totally burnt, giant beard)

are dismantling a VOLVO and filling it with bricks of
marijuana.
KALISH (V.O.)
Volvo's, particularly behind the
bumper, were really great at moving
product for a while...
CUT TO
EXT. MEXICAN BORDER - DAY
The Volvo cruises across the border.
Kalish at the wheel, the bearded Burnout fully asleep.

10.
KALISH (V.O.)
But RV's were better.
CUT TO
EXT. OCEANSIDE RV PARK - NIGHT
Kalish pulls off the side door facade of a parked RV
Nothing but marijuana.
A crew of LOCAL HIPPY-LOOKING DEALERS react in awe.
HIPPIE DEALERS
Well how-dy!
Kalish closes the back door of a 22 FOOT BOX TRUCK filled to

the brim with marijuana.
KALISH (V.O.)
To..? I mean for someone who just
wanted a stable life..?
Kalish bangs on the truck two times as...
A DRIVER gives the peace sign and drives off with the HUGE
iconic COPPERTONE SUNTAN OIL MURAL featuring the dog pulling
down the girl's shorts to show her bare white ass.
Kalish stands alone.
KALISH (V.O.)
I sure didn't end up in one.
Kalish takes a toke and looks out as the sun sets on the
Atlantic.
KALISH (V.O.)
...yeah 70's were a weird time. 'It
was like everyone that was burnt
from the 60's just didn't wanna let
go.
Kalish blows a puff toward the sunset.
KALISH (V.O.)
So they slowed things down just
enough that if you kept your head
down and your business small
enough..? Things could be kinda...
easy.
11.
The SMOKE dissipates with the last of the falling sun to...
NIGHT
OVER BLACK -
KALISH (V.O.)
Eighties though... Totally
different deal.
Ozzie's 'CRAZY TRAIN' blasts us to...
North Carolina
'1982'
11 EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY 11
A CORVETTE screams down a remote road.
INT. CORVETTE - DAY
A man, BARNEY (30s, balding, horrible mullet wig) raises the

deafening VOLUME on Ozzie.
Kalish, sits in the passenger seat.
BARNEY
You like this song?
KALISH
What?
Barney sniffs a touch of cocaine as he looks out at the

swampland in all its glory.
BARNEY
I mean look at this shit! 'Best
thing about the Carolinas is we got
every hidden fucking cove, cave,
fucking..? Alligators! We got
alligators!! (laughs) Who has
alligators? 'We're the new fucking
wild west.
Barney offers some coke to Kalish.

12.
BARNEY
You want some?
KALISH
Nah. I'm cool.
BARNEY
Well you may not want some but you
sure as shit ain't cool!
Barney's enormous laugh blares along with the song and

exhaust from his overly souped-up engine as they... ZOOM
AWAY.
CUT TO
EXT. GREEN DOOR NIGHTCLUB -LATER
Barney finishes a bottle of Bacardi, tosses it to the woods

as he admires the random remote neon lights.
BARNEY
Now if this ain't a fucking
pirate's den I don't know what it.
Kalish steps out to look at... a pirate's den.
CUT TO
INT. PIRATE'S DEN NIGHTCLUB - MOMENTS LATER
Barney, holding a bottle of Pink Champale, leads Kalish into

a dump of a "VIP" room.
Barney introduces Kalish, cocaine loud, to a table full of

WOMEN, COCAINE, BEER and WASTED nodding out MEN.
BARNEY
So this is..? What do I call you?
KALISH
Frank Brown.
Barney laughs at the clearly faux name.
BARNEY
This is Frank fucking John Doe
Brown!
A few nods.
13.
Barney, sweating profusely, knocks a table full of glasses

over to make room for his cheap bottle of Champale.
The wasted crew barely reacts.
Kalish cautiously joins Barney at the table overlooking the

shithole club.
The Scorpions blast from a spotty sound system.
Barney pours Pink Champale for everyone as he YELLS over the

railing at the near empty dance floor below.
BARNEY (RE: SCORPIONS)

Now that's what I'm talkin about!
No disco shit here, Fucknuts! Right
ladies?
The women unenthusiastically raise a glass as Barney

atrociously thrusts to 'Rock You Like a Hurricane.'
BARNEY
Nothing but the best for you
assholes.
Barney looks at Kalish.
BARNEY
So word is you're a good mover.
KALISH
I try.
BARNEY
With a boat?
KALISH
Ready to head up the Gulf as I was
instructed.
Before Barney can respond.
KALISH
Refrigerated. Top layered with
enough stinking bad shrimp to keep
even the nosiest Coast Guards away.
Barney laughs.
BARNEY
Good touch. You like this song?
'Singer's like totally bald but who
gives a shit?
14.
Before Kalish can respond, Barney's ADHD motions to the

Ladies who could not be any less interested.
BARNEY
This guy sold, how much from a
fucking taco stand out in bumfuck
wherever?
Barney dives into another line.
BARNEY
And your crew in Mexico? Better
than these jackoffs?
The Wasted Men barely look up from their stupor.
KALISH
Best I could round up this short
notice.
BARNEY
Yeah. Skipper, right? Fancy
dresser. Likes the ladies. Not
exactly the best captain but you're
taking the risk so..? You feel
confident?
A LION casually walks in and lies down.
Kalish attempts to keep his cool.
BARNEY (RE: LION)

He's real.
Everyone is clearly uncomfortable aside from Barney.
BARNEY
'Totally trained. I can put my head
in his mouth. You wanna see?
Barney lies down and reaches for the lion's mouth.
BARNEY
Really.
CAMERA on Kalish watching.
KALISH (V.O.)
Again, I wasn't looking to take
over the world.
QUICK CUT TO:

15.
INT. RANDOM STREET - ANOTHER NIGHT
Dead Barney is zipped up into a cadaver's bag.
KALISH (V.O.)
But this world can be a lonely
place.
CUT TO
MEXICAN PORT
EXT. BOBBY M. SHRIMP TRAWLER - NIGHT
A CRANE LIFTS BALES OF MARIJUANA onto a 70 foot shrimp

trawler sitting at a Mexican Port.
SKIPPER (50’s, huge, gold chains, Member's Only sweats)

marvels at the amount of marijuana as he sips from a flask.
SKIPPER
Mo-ther fucker!
KALISH (V.O. RADIO)

We good?
The Skipper holds a WALL MOUNTED VHF RADIO up.
SKIPPER (LAUGHS)
Locked and loaded.
KALISH (V.O. RADIO)

And the crew? Barney was concerned.
SKIPPER
Didn't Barney get eaten by a lion?
KALISH (V.O. RADIO)

Something like that. ...So the
crew?
SKIPPER (INTO RADIO)

Total professionals. Like me, these
men'd go down with the ship if
needed.
Skipper looks at the crew: a bunch of STONER MEXICAN

FISHERMEN smoking weed and drinking.
* no shot in hell this crew goes down with anything.
CUT TO
16.
EXT. PAY PHONE - NORTH CAROLINA - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
* intercut where needed.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

Well, just keep the running lights
on.
(a beat)
And no guns.
Skipper looks at a wall mounted WOODEN PLAQUE THAT READS:
NO GUNS NO VIOLENCE
Skipper smiles as he holds his prized WINCHESTER 1200 12

Gauge shotgun in hand.

No guns. I'm looking at your sign
right now.
KALISH (V.O. RADIO)

Good. And remember. You're moving
shrimp. Normal speed. And look like
fishermen.

You got it.
Skipper CLICKS OFF.
WE HOLD on his bright white track suit and gold rimmed shades
as our V.O. returns.
KALISH (V.O.)
...Problem with this business is..?
REVERSE ANGLE to - The Skipper polishes off his Palo Viejo

rum and instructs his crew of wasted Mexican Stoners.
SKIPPER (OUT LOUD)

Lights out. Fast as possible!
The Stoners laugh. Mockingly salute him. "Aye Aye Captain!"
The trawler peels out of the dock. Lights out.

17.
KALISH (V.O.)
Well one of the problems is...
CUT TO
BEAUFORT, N.C. CHANNEL
20 INT. COAST GUARD BOAT - LATER - NIGHT 20
THROUGH A COAST GUARDSMAN'S BINOCULAR'S POV HE SEES:
The shrimper speeding, lights out, toward a North Carolina

Cove.
COAST GUARD 1 ZOOMS IN to see...
The Skipper stands at the helm, gold chains, track suit.
COAST GUARDSMEN 2, sitting on the deck, smoking a joint

asks...
COAST GUARD 2
Shrimpers?
Coast Guard 1 hands the binoculars to Guard 2 who pats out

his roach.
COAST GUARD 1
Not unless Don Corleone's taken up
shrimping.
Coast Guard 2 looks through the binoculars and laughs
COAST GUARD 2
'Now what in the hell we got here?
COAST GUARD 1
Something worth checking on.
COAST GUARD 2
I'd say.
Guard 1 turns on flashing red / blue lights and guns the

throttle headed towards the shrimper.
The shrimpers are clearly fucked.
KALISH (V.O.)
...Look at it is like this...
CUT TO
18.
EXT. COAST - MOMENTS LATER
The Coast Guard boat pulls alongside the 'Bobby M.' Shrimper.
22 EXT. COAST GUARD BOAT - CONTINUOUS 22
Coast Guard 1 taps the handle of his holstered .45’s grip.
Coast Guard 2 yells through a bullhorn.
COAST GUARD 1
Bobby M., this is the United States
Coast Guard!
A SPOTLIGHT SHINES on the trawler as it BUMPS to a pier

and...
The four Mexican Stoner crew immediately JUMP OFF and RUN!
KALISH (V.O.)
...We're a multi million dollar
corporation run by a bunch of ex-
cons, burnouts and straight up
bozos...
The SPOTLIGHT SETTLES ON the Skipper.
COAST GUARD 1
Hands in the air!
With nowhere to go, the Skipper... raises his hands and

complies.
KALISH (V.O.)
...that everyone knows is gonna
close down after each job.
As the Skipper is being patted down and cuffed we...
FADE TO...
KALISH (V.O.)
Not exactly the recipe for success.
BLACK
26 EXT. PIER - LATER - SUNRISE 26
The first signs of DAYLIGHT cuts onto the beat up trawler.
The boat sits roped to the banged up pier.

19.
The place is SWARMING with POLICE.
RED & BLUE LIGHTS flash as...
A BLACK SUBURBAN pulls up.
A Man steps out.
WE FOLLOW the man from behind.
Officers part like the Red Sea before him.
CUT TO
INT. BOBBY M SHRIMP TRAWLER - MOMENTS LATER
An OFFICER goes to help the man as he hops aboard unassisted.
The man walks directly up and looks INTO OUR CAMERA.
MCCULLOUGH
My name is agent Doug McCullough.
From what I'm understanding this is
the part of the story where I'll be
taking over.
We BACK to reveal AGENT MCCULLOUGH standing beside junior

AGENT, Andie HILL (female, African American) talking to Coast
Guards 1 & 2.
COAST GUARD 1
Absolutely, Sir. 'If my instincts
serve me correct, it appears we
have another local ganga hauler,
Sir.
Agent McCullough looks at the Coast Guard's red eyes.
MCCULLOUGH
And if my instincts are correct you
two look like you'd certainly know.
Coast Guard 2 tries to compose himself as he leads McCullough

to the refrigerated area.
COAST GUARD 2
If you'd follow me, Sir.
The smell is awful.
Rotten shrimp cover the walkway.
McCullough touches the hold. It's freezing.

20.
MCCULLOUGH
Pretty sophisticated refrigeration
system.
McCullough yanks and SWINGS the HOLD OPEN.
OPEN to REVEAL:
The hold is PACKED with bales of marijuana.
COAST GUARD 1
Damn!
McCullough picks up a pair of NIGHT VISION GOGGLES sitting

atop one of the bales.
MCCULLOUGH
Not something you see every day
with local haulers.
COAST GUARD 1
No, Sir.
McCullough looks around the cabin.
MCCULLOUGH
Rotten shrimp to cover the scent of
marijuana. A refrigeration system
capable of freezing hell over for
the heat seeking planes..?
Beat.
MCCULLOUGH
Where's the skipper?
COAST GUARD 2
Right over there. His attorney just
arrived.
McCullough looks at the Skipper in his gaudy white Member's

Only track suit standing beside his well dressed attorney,
PERCY FORMAN.
McCullough clearly recognizes the attorney.
MCCULLOUGH
You've gotta be kidding me. Low
level ganga hauler represented by
Percy Forman..?
Beat.
21.
MCCULLOUGH
...Looks like brains have
potentially entered the arena.
McCullough turns to Agent Hill.
MCCULLOUGH
Try and find the others. And before
you bring them in. 'Tell them we
have all kinds of evidence we don't
in the hopes they talk.
McCullough looks back over at top notch attorney, Percy

Forman, standing beside the Skipper.
MCCULLOUGH
...Once they get anywhere near Mr.
Percy Forman there we won't be
getting anything out of them.
Percy Forman continues whispering into the Skipper's ear to

not say a word.
AGENT HILL
Understood, Sir.
CUT TO
33 EXT. AIRPORT - DAY 33
A private jet lands in the beautiful...
Cayman Islands
A LIMO sits on the tarmac as...
Kalish exits the jet.
A beautiful STEWARDESS adjusts her skirt and waves goodbye to

Kalish as he walks down the air-stairs.
The back door of the limo opens.
AC/DC's 'What Do You Do For Money' is blasting.
Through a fog of smoke, DOC MCGHEE (late 40’s, long hair,

stocky) looks out.
22.
DOC
Welcome to the Caymans. I hear
you're in need of some new company.
Three scantily clad beautiful LADIES inside smile.
Doc thinks to introduce Kalish to the Women.
DOC
This is..? Who gives a fuck come on
in.
SCANTILY CLAD LADY 1 (RE: DOC)

He manages Mötley Crüe.
KALISH
I'm...
DOC
Yeah. You're the guy who just got
blown by my stewardess.
The Ladies laugh and pull Kalish into the limo.
The limo peels out.
'What Do You Do For Money?!'
37 CUT TO 37
EXT. MANSION - CAYMAN ISLANDS - DAY
Limo pulls up to the guardhouse of a modern white ‘80’s Art

Deco revival mansion overlooking clear blue water.
Kalish and a disheveled Doc get out.
Kalish looks around.
* This is the company Kalish has been looking for.
Serious money.
DOC
Wait til you see the rest of the
place!
CUT TO
39 INT. LEIGH RITCH’S COMPOUND - SITTING ROOM - DAY 39
Kalish is seated at a white fur couch in an OPEN room.

23.
Immaculate grounds as far as the eye can see.
A collection of BEAUTIFUL WOMEN sit pool-side.
Leigh RITCH (30's) curly blonde hair pours generous glasses

of Rhum Clement for everyone.
As Leigh pours each glass he introduces Kalish to the room.
RITCH
This is... Mike Vogel...
No smile from MIKE VOGEL (Russian Roid-head) who is being

massaged by a Russian redhead (RAVEN).
RITCH
...His lovely fiance, Raven.
Raven flirtatiously smiles at Kalish.
Pour.
RITCH
...Shine.
SHINE (late 20's) rat-like face forces a crooked smile.
RITCH
...You met Doc.
Doc raises a glass.
RITCH
And I'm Leigh Ritch. So... Steven
Kalish?
Kalish corrects him with his new alias.
KALISH
Frank Brown.
They all laugh.
RITCH
You got it "Frank Brown." But I'll
call you Kalish for confusion's
sake?
Ritch looks at the crew.
RITCH
So, we're told you have a
proposition for us.
24.
Vogel plows in.
VOGEL (SARCASTIC)
Because your last run was such
success? (to Shine) 'He hired
Skipper!
Shine laughs.
DOC
Yeah. About that?
KALISH
I trusted the wrong people.
VOGEL
You must have pretty good fucking
spiel why we would want do business
with guy who trusting Skipper to
lost trawler full of this weed. (to
guys) 'Fuck we needs this guy for?
Kalish looks at the crew.
KALISH
Does this guy come with subtitles?
Raven laughs.
Vogel looks at her, she quickly stops.
Ritch cuts up some coke as he laughs.
RITCH (SOTTO)
Oh dear Lord.
KALISH
I can move fifty thousand pounds at
a time.
VOGEL
The way you moved Barney the Lion
Tamer's?
KALISH
Exactly the way I did. Matter of
fact I moved one the very next week
to the exact same cove. With a
legit crew.
Kalish sips his drink.

25.
KALISH
My brother's ready and waiting with
our next load as we speak.
Beat.
KALISH
I have reconnaissance planes. Eyes
on the DEA, FBI... 'Coast Guard's
working with us now. And... a front
row seat loaded with Cristal on a
1500 Horsepower yacht that not even
a Patrolman in a cigar boat could
keep up with. ...If you'd like a
trial run?
Kalish looks at Ritch.
KALISH
My mistake was being too hasty. I'm
in no rush right now.
The men all look at each other.
RITCH
Then let me rephrase Vogel's
question; 'The hell you need us
for?
KALISH
I'm looking for partners I can stay
in business with. Particularly ones
located on a stopover between
Central America and our Southern
coast.
Ritch smiles.
KALISH
...My only rule is no coke. No
guns.
VOGEL
A buck's a buck. Who gives a fuck?
KALISH
Call me a sucker but I've never
seen pot do harm aside from causing
a man with good taste to turn to
mandals.
Doc and Ritch smile.
Vogel gets up. Not a fan.

26.
VOGEL
I'm a take a piss.
Vogel walks away.
Ritch looks at the crew.
RITCH
Well damn. Then count us in.
Ritch raises a glass.
Kalish raises his glass... to Raven.
Raven smiles.
Ritch clocks their interaction.
Ritch leans in to Kalish.
RITCH
And in a house full of available
pussy? ...Just not her.
Kalish looks at Raven who holds her smile.
KALISH
Of course.
Motley Crew's 'Shout at the Devil' begins its chunk opening

as we HOLD on beautiful Raven.
KALISH (V.O.)
...I liked Leigh Ritch.
Leigh Ritch again watches Kalish and Raven looking at each

other.
KALISH (V.O.)
The other guys..?
SLOW on Vogel returning, zippering up his pants.
KALISH (V.O.)
Like Dolly Parton says; 'If you
want the rainbow, you gotta put up
with the rain.'
Motley Crew CHANTS 'SHOUT...SHOUT...SHOUT'
CUT TO
27.
INT. BATHROOM - LATER
'SHOUTING AT THE DEVIL' KICKS IN HARD as...
Kalish is fucking Raven against a sink.
As Raven bends over to do a bump, Kalish LOOKS out a HUGE

WINDOW to the island's breathtaking VIEW.
CUT TO
EXT. MOTOR YACHT - NIGHT
The SONG CRANKS as...
Kalish stands at the steer of a thirty-five foot, 1500

Horsepower luxury motorboat.
His long hair blows in the wind.
Kalish finishes up a WALL MOUNTED PHONE call on the yacht.
Kalish talks above the song and noise to Ritch, Doc, Vogel
and Shine all seated, as promised, sipping Cristal.
KALISH
Coast guard just gave us the thumbs
up.
On cue a LARA JET ZOOMS overhead.
FROM THE COCKPIT: The PILOT gives the thumbs up to Kalish.
Kalish picks up a WALKIE TALKIE and looks across at a docked

shrimp boat.
KALISH (INTO WALKIE)

...Good to go little brother.
CUT TO
EXT. PORT - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS NIGHT
CAMERA PUSHES IN WITH THE SONG TO:
Kalish's brother, KYLE, dressed like a proper fisherman

standing at the helm of a FORTY FOOT WOODEN SHRIMP BOAT.
Kyle hangs up his WALKIE TALKIE and puts the boat in motion.
Two speedboats escort the Shrimp Boat out of the port.

28.
- ON THE YACHT - Kalish looks over at the men.
KALISH
And away we go.
Kalish CRANKS the engine.
A plaque above him reads:
'HAVE YOU COMMITTED YOUR FELONY TODAY'
OUR CAMERA STAYS BACK as...
The Yacht TEARS AWAY!
Ritch, Doc, Vogel and Shine's champagne goes flying as the

men hold on for dear life.
CUT TO
EXT. NORTH CAROLINA COVE - LATER
- The Shrimp Trawler is docked at a cove.
- A FRIENDLY COAST GUARD wades past the scene as a bundle of

CASH is thrown onto his vessel.
- Kalish, Ritch, Doc, Vogel and Shine sit in the idling yacht
watching the operation flowing.
Motley Crew continues as...
- a LINE OF MEN transport bales of marijuana from the trawler

into an IDLING WONDER BREAD TRUCK.
- As the Wonder Bread truck drives off, Ritch looks at Kalish

on the yacht, and smiles.
KALISH (V.O.)
Needless to say... we got into
business together.
- the Montage continues.
Where we saw one Trawler docked, (on another night), we now

see three.
29.
KALISH (V.O.)
And with their money and
connections...
- Vogel hands a SUITCASE of MONEY to a TEAMSTER in a LOT FULL

OF WONDER BREAD BOX TRUCKS.
KALISH (V.O.)
We made a lot of money.
- Ritch shakes hands with a group of COLUMBIAN MEN IN SUITS.
Beside Ritch, Doc hands a SUITCASE to the men and refers to a

parked NEW CADILLAC.
DOC
'Car's yours as well.
Shine opens the trunk to reveal stacks of hundreds.
KALISH (V.O.)
...And I mean a lot.
- Kalish, Ritch and Doc stand beside three parked matching

FERRARI 308's and laugh as a FLEET of WONDER BREAD BOX TRUCKS
pull away from the cove at night.
KALISH (V.O.)
...Sounds ridiculous to say that
making millions wasn't the hard
part.
- A full Miami sun sets as the fleet of marijuana loaded

Wonder bread trucks drives along South Beach's Millionaire's
Row.
Bikini bodies and tourists sporting fanny packs looking on

remind us we are decidedly in the 80s.
CUT TO
EXT. SUBURBAN MCMANSION - TAMPA FLORIDA - NIGHT
SONG WINDS DOWN as...
- Kalish's Ferrari speeds up to a new SUBURBAN BOX CUTTER

McMANSION.
KALISH (V.O.)
...Certainly coming from a kid that
used to wonder where his next meal
was coming from.
30.
Kalish gets out.
CUT TO
INT. SUBURBAN MCMANSION - MOMENTS LATER
Kalish stands at the door of McMansion completely void of

furniture.
PUSH IN ON Kalish.
KALISH (V.O.)
But making money..?
A MAN looks at Kalish
MAN
We're out of room, Mr. Kalish.
KALISH (V.O.)
That was the easy part.
Kalish looks at the Man.
KALISH
Buy the one next door.
- WE GO OUTSIDE THE SUBURBAN MCMANSION.
FROM OVERHEAD - An IDENTICAL HOUSE POPS beside Kalish's other

HOME.
And then... pop - a THIRD ONE!
- newly emptied LAUNDRY TRUCKS discreetly pull away from

Kalish's SECOND and THIRD HOMES in the new community.
- WE RETURN to Kalish standing at the door of his bare

McMansion.
KALISH (V.O.)
...What to do with a hundred
million dollars in cash sitting in
three houses in the suburbs of
Florida..?
We turn to SEE:
The entire house is STACKED FLOOR TO CEILING WITH MONEY.
Ten MIDDLE AGED COLUMBIAN WOMEN sit naked operating money

COUNTING MACHINES in the center of it all.
31.
KALISH (V.O.)
...Yeah, that was the learning
curve.
PRE-LAP:
MCCULLOUGH (V.O.)
Panama?
CUT TO
EXT. BOJANGLES FAST FOOD RESTAURANT - DAY
Musical Youth's 'Pass the Dutchie' plays from the rundown

tinny wall speakers.
FROM A WIDE:
McCullough and Agent Hill sit across from UNDERCOVER AGENT

SISLY (long haired Serpico wannabe) on concrete tables.
SISLY
From what I'm hearing.
MCCULLOUGH
'The hell some marijuana smugglers
wanna be dealing with in Panama?
AGENT HILL
And I looked up the name we got out
of the Skipper, Frank Brown.
Hill looks at McCullough.
AGENT HILL
Only thing we got out of the
Skipper once his attorney showed
up. ...As you anticipated, Sir.
Hill hands McCullough a DATED MUG SHOT of a YOUNGER STEVEN

KALISH.
HILL
Appears there was a warrant for him
outta Texas from a few years back.
Nothing big but... it was marijuana
related.
McCullough looks at the mug shot.
He turns to Sisly.
32.
MCCULLOUGH
And you believe he's headed to
Panama?
SISLY
That's the word on the street.
MCCULLOUGH
Then you follow that word til you
bring this Frank Brown in. Anyone
headed to Panama with Percy Forman
on retainer's up to more than a
local haul.
McCullough looks once again at Kalish's dated mugshot. The

name 'Frank Brown' above it.
'Pass the Dutchie' takes us out.
CUT TO
85 EXT. PANAMANIAN MILITARY AIRPORT - SUNRISE 85
Kalish steps off a private jet holding a silver Halliburton

briefcase
CESAR RODRIGUEZ (Panamanian, gold chains under a white linen

suit) greets Kalish.
CESAR
Welcome to Panama, Frank Brown.
A Driver holds the LIMOUSINE door open for Cesar.
CESAR (TO KALISH)

I can help you with that
(briefcase)?
KALISH
That's OK.
Kalish carries his briefcase into the limousine.
CUT TO
87 INT. LIMOUSINE - MOMENTS LATER 87
Cesar and Kalish sit across from each other.
CESAR
'American dollars can open many
doors here, Mr. Brown.
33.
Kalish looks out the window at the poverty stricken streets.
KALISH
That's what I'm told.
CUT TO
EXT. PALATIAL GATED GROUNDS - LATER
The limousine with Kalish pulls past huge guarded gates.
Kalish steps out as an assembly of ARMED GUARDS stand by.
KALISH (V.O.)
Yeah, 80's were different times.
CUT TO
88 INT. PALACE / HALLWAY - DAY 88
Kalish, holding his briefcase, and Cesar walk down a high

ceiling hallway past clearly stolen priceless OIL PAINTINGS
and propaganda posters depicting Panama’s supposedly thriving
industries.
KALISH (V.O.)
...And if you mixed a little drugs
and a lotta money..?
TWO ARMED GUARDS step aside as Cesar approaches a HUGE

OFFICE.
KALISH (V.O.)
There was no telling where you
might find yourself.
Cesar respectfully knocks on an oversized door.
CESAR
...Excelentísimo señor?
GENERAL MANUEL NORIEGA looks up from a velvet chair.
Noriega refers to a newspaper he's holding and speaks in

Spanish.
NORIEGA (IN SPANISH)

This fucking reporter, Spadafora,
is saying me and Torrijos have been
involved in orgies.
Kalish and Cesar are both unsure how to respond.

34.
Noriega insists Cesar translates what he said to Kalish.
NORIEGA
Traduce esto.
Cesar uncomfortably translates the story to Kalish.
After a beat.
Kalish, unsure how to respond...
KALISH
Well, ya know..?
Noriega continues in broken English.
NORIEGA
In orgies there is pussy, yes?
Kalish smiles.
KALISH
Sure.
NORIEGA
But this reporter. He mentions men
there too. ...La polla!
Noriega does the hand gesture to his dick.
NORIEGA
And I'm no fucking joto!
Beat.
CESAR
General, this is Frank Brown from
the United States.
Noriega laughs at the name.
NORIEGA
I like that. 'And I'm Jorge
Washington.
Kalish smiles.
Noriega stands, clad in full battle fatigues and a gold

plated Colt .45 pistol in a shiny patent leather holster.
NORIEGA
You smile at my name?
35.
KALISH
No... just..?
NORIEGA
Sentarse.
Noriega motion towards a small seat at the end of a LARGE

table across from Noriega.
NORIEGA
I chose that chair for people to
feel intimidated in.
Kalish looks at the seat, notices the wall behind it LITTERED

WITH BULLET HOLES.
NORIEGA
Do you feel this way? Intimidado?
Cesar motions that Kalish should sit.
NORIEGA
Please.
A WALL MOUNTED TELEVISION PLAYS DALLAS.
Kalish looks at GLASS CASES filled with carved frog chachkies

and an assortment of stuffed bears clad in combat fatigues.
Kalish offers a smile.
KALISH
Not what I would've expected.
NORIEGA
You don't like sapos?
Cesar looks at Kalish.
CESAR
Toads.
Kalish isn't sure to laugh or what as Noriega stares as if

awaiting a reply.
CESAR
...Mr. Brown has a lot of money he
would like to invest in some of our
enterprises.
Kalish explains.
36.
KALISH
...My type of business creates
legal complications in the United
States so...
Noriega stares Kalish down for a beat then laughs.
NORIEGA
“Legal complications.” I love the
United States. I have very good
relations with your Ronnie Reagan.
He's actually a very funny guy.
KALISH
That so?
NORIEGA
Funny in the sense he made a movie
with a chimp and now he runs your
country.
Noriega places a pistol on his desk.
NORIEGA
'Your name is Steven Kalish. I'll
call you (overly American accent)
Frank if this makes you feel more
safe. But everything here I am in
control of.
Noriega motions for Cesar to close the door.
NORIEGA
So how much money are we talking
about?
KALISH
...First. If I may?
Kalish places his briefcase on the table. Opens it to show

that it is filled with stacks of HUNDREDS.
KALISH
That's one million dollars.
American. Just for this meeting
with you. No strings attached. ...A
gift.
Kalish pushes the briefcase.
Noriega is impressed.
NORIEGA
...This is a good start.
37.
A servant (ERNESTO) enters and lies down some awful Brandy.
Noriega downs a glass.
NORIEGA
...So you need to hide money?
Launder? I'm told.
Kalish cautiously pauses.
Noriega laughs.
NORIEGA
You're afraid if maybe I'm setting
you up? ...Ernesto? When was it I
took a man's head off in here?
ERNESTO
Last week, Sir.
Noriega seems surprised how time flies.
Kalish is trying to suss out wether or not Noriega is joking.
Ernesto refills Noriega's glass.
NORIEGA
'You're here with a fake name to
hide real money. With someone who
has this kind of power, which means
you must have done some baaaad
shit.
Noriega laughs.
NORIEGA (IN SPANISH)

Drink.
Kalish takes a sip. Tries not to frown.
NORIEGA
So how much?
KALISH
Fifty million to start.
Noriega sips his glass attempting to not react at the large

amount.
NORIEGA
...Well, we don't ask questions.
How you got it? From where? Who you
killed..?
38.
Noriega gives the 'I could give a shit' motion.
NORIEGA
We set up shell companies, all that
bullshit. 'And because of my
relationship with your president,
no one will bother you. Cesar will
walk you through this. Our banks
are safe.
KALISH
I appreciate that.
NORIEGA
My fee is ten percent.
KALISH
Ten percent?
NORIEGA
I meant fifteen.
Beat.
NORIEGA
You don't like my terms?
Noriega furiously grabs the PISTOL off his desk.
NORIEGA
Then fuck you!
Noriega points and PULLS THE TRIGGER.
Kalish flinches.
Instead of a bullet: a CARTOON 'BANG' SIGN pops out.
Noriega laughs.
NORIEGA (RE: FAKE PISTOL)

It's a lighter too!
Noriega lights two cigars in his mouth.
He passes one to Kalish.
Ernesto offers an obligatory laugh and gets the fuck outta

there.
Kalish takes a puff. They're as bad as the booze.
Kalish chokes.
39.
Noriega smiles.
NORIEGA
Puede que... me gustes. (he
translates) Maybe I..? Maybe we
will become friends?
Noriega jokingly grabs a .44 Magnum.
NORIEGA
Now this one is real. ...I'm a big
collector of rifles and big
pistols.
Ernesto peeks in a moment.
ERNESTO
Perdóneme General..?
Noriega, startled, points and BLOWS Ernesto's head clean off!
NORIEGA
Holy shit!! Hahahahahahhahaha! Lo
siento..?
A little late for sorry's.
ON the wall mounted TV the famous Nancy Reagan "Just Say No'
commercial plays.
NANCY REAGAN (ON TV)

And remember kids, 'just say no!"
Noriega inhales his cigar with his non smoking .44 hand.
NORIEGA
....'Love that fucking Nancy.
Cesar comes rushing in.
Kalish looks at Ernesto, sans head.
KALISH (V.O.)
...Yeah, 80's...
Styx's corny ass opening of 'Come Sail Away' begins as we...
CUT TO
EXT. PRIVATE BOAT DOCK - NIGHT
Two harboured Shrimp Boats are parked with space for a third
yacht.
40.
KALISH (V.O.)
It was like they took all the
washed up hippies from the 60's who
had somehow made it through the
70's...
A crew of 20 Teamster speed freaks, managed by Vogel, shovel

and load 90lb bales of marijuana onto a Conveyor belt and
into TWO IDLING EIGHTEEN WHEELERS.
KALISH (V.O.)
And hopped'em up with a bunch of
cocaine to keep the dream going.
Once filled, Vogel, sends the 18 Wheelers off.
KALISH (V.O.)
It was insane.
One last truck awaits the final load.
KALISH (V.O.)
Lethal...
A Teamster fires up the conveyor belt.
KALISH (V.O.)
And how in the world it worked I
don't believe can ever be
explained.
Kalish stands on a dock as the third yacht, manned by Kyle,

cruises toward the small private dock.
Kalish smiles over at his brother.
KALISH
We meet again, "Jamie Rousee" is
it?
Kyle jokingly holds up his 'Jamie Rousee' ID.
KYLE (JOKING)
Fake ID to prove it!
The brothers laugh.
KALISH (V.O.)
...And with a place to now store my
cash..?
41.
EXT. YACHT - CONTINUOUS
Kyle stands at the helm and jokingly holds his arms out as
the yacht pulls to dock.
KYLE (LAUGHS)
Top of the world, Ma!
The brothers smile at each other as the yacht comes to a

stop.
KALISH (V.O.)
Things were really coming together.
SUDDENLY the ENTIRE DOCK LIGHTS UP!
The Styx song KICKS INTO the rocking portion when...
Unexpectedly, a caravan of FEDERAL VEHICLES and local

AUTHORITIES race towards the dock from all directions.
- From dirt roads on 4 Wheelers.
- On foot through the dark swampy area.
Leading the charge is a black Suburban.
Kalish sprints toward Kyle on the yacht.
KALISH
Turn her around!
Kyle attempts to turn the 1500 horsepower yacht.
The yacht GRINDS. Nowhere to go!
Two Coast Guard Cutters are approaching.
KYLE
Fuck!
Workers run in all directions!
Federal Vehicles PEEL IN.
Kalish runs to the edge of the dock.
Kalish looks at Kyle on the yacht and motions to the water.
KALISH
Go for it!
Kyle hesitates.
42.
KALISH (TO KYLE)

Jump in the fucking water!
As the song declares, 'a gathering of angels appeared above

my head' so does a HELICOPTER'S SPOTLIGHT!
MCCULLOUGH (O.S.)
Freeze!
Kalish turns and locks eyes with McCullough for the first
time UNDER A SPOTLIGHT as the agent pops out of his Suburban.
MCCULLOUGH (O.S.)
Freeze!
Kalish turns back to his brother.
KALISH (TO KYLE)

Jump!
Kalish and Kyle DIVE OFF the dock as McCullough and the
Agents open fire.
The TRIPPY PART of the SONG plays as...
WE STAY in Kalish's POV (underwater) to SEE:
The SPOTLIGHT now on his brother Kyle who raises his hands in
the water.
CUT TO
EXT. UNDER WOODEN DOCK - MOMENTS LATER
Kalish, teeth chattering, emerges from the water beneath a

Marina catwalk.
Kalish puts off his shirt and bites on it to muffle the

chatter of his teeth.
From Kalish's hyperventilating POV THROUGH THE WOODEN PLANKS

he SEES:
- Kyle is dragged up onto the dock by a cluster of Agents.
McCullough stands at the edge of the dock looking out for

Kalish.
Kyle is pinned to the ground, face down and cuffed.
Kalish wades in the water below the wooden planks.

43.
From KALISH'S POV - Kyle makes eye contact with Kalish

through the wooden floor planks of the dock.
With nowhere to go, Kalish drops back below the water's

surface.
CUT TO
55 EXT. SPORT FISHERMAN BOAT - MOMENTS LATER 55
Kalish emerges, gasping for air, beside an harbored fishing

boat about forty yards away.
AN OLD SAILOR, in his underwear, looking over a SCREW

MAGAZINE notices Kalish.
OLD SAILOR
The hell are you?
Over a LOUDSPEAKER in the distance:
MCCULLOUGH
Frank Brown we know you're out
here!
Old Sailor looks at Kalish.
OLD SAILOR
'Hell you do? Rob a bank?
Kalish pulls out WADS of HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS from his

pockets and tosses them onto the boat.
Kalish then takes off his jeans stuffed with more money.
OLD SAILOR
'The hell this is? Let's Make a
Deal?
KALISH (CATCHES HIS BREATH)

You have two options.
Kalish throws his jeans stuffed with money onto the boat as
well.
KALISH
'Tell them I'm here and they
confiscate the money? Or speed the
hell out and it's all yours? 'Has
to be at least ten thousand there.
44.
The Old Sailor looks at the CASH and jeans filled with twenty
and hundred dollar bills on his boat.
CUT TO
EXT. DOCK - MOMENTS LATER
The fishing boat PLOWS OUT full throttle as 'Come Sail Away'
ROARS BACK IN!
McCullough yells...
MCCULLOUGH
There he goes!
McCullough hops onto the Coast Guard's speedboat and hauls

ass.
The helicopter swirls toward the fishing boat.
The fishing boat is out-matched as...
FROM A WIDE OVERHEAD the speedboat is quickly surrounded.
Guns and spotlights everywhere.
CUT TO
EXT. COAST GUARD BOAT - MOMENTS LATER
McCullough yells over a bull horn.
MCCULLOUGH
Frank Brown step out on deck with
your hands over your head!
EXT. FISHING BOAT - CONTINUOUS
UNDER A SPOTLIGHT:
- The old Sailor steps out in his underwear holding his Screw
magazine.
OLD SAILOR
Can't an old Swabbie enjoy a God
damned porno rag in peace?
EXT. COAST GUARD BOAT - CONTINUOUS
McCullough looks on.

45.
Pissed.
CUT TO
60 EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT 60
Kalish, soaking wet, hobbles down the side of the road in his
underwear.
He approaches a SUPERMAN PHONE BOOTH.
CUT TO
INT. SUPERMAN PAY-PHONE BOOTH - MOMENTS LATER
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

I'd like to make a collect call.
A POLICE CAR PULLS UP to the booth.
Kalish looks at his options to run... none.
A ROOKIE POLICE OFFICER EXITS the vehicle and approaches a

shirtless, shoe-less, soaking wet Kalish in his underwear.
ROOKIE OFFICER
Now, unless you're calling Krypton
I'm imagining there's a story here?
Kalish forces a smile.
ROOKIE OFFICER
I'd ask for some ID but you look
like you're all outta pockets my
man.
Kalish clenches the phone, knowing it's his only weapon as...
THREE POLICE CARS RACE BY. SIRENS ON.
OVER THE ROOKIE'S CAR RADIO a CALL comes in.
DISPATCHER (V.O.)
All units dispatch immediately to
the marina! Suspect on the loose.
White male approximately 5 10'
glasses and a ponytail.
Rookie Officer looks an extended beat at Kalish (no glasses,

no ponytail).
46.
ROOKIE OFFICER
Go put some clothes on.
Rookie returns to the car.
KALISH
Yes sir, Officer.
WE GO WIDE ON:
The Rookie speeds off toward the marina. Siren on.
Kalish, in his underwear, exhales in the superman booth.
FADE TO BLACK
BLAST IN TO:
INT. POLICE STATION OFFICE - NEXT DAY
A furious McCullough stands in an office looking at the

Rookie officer.
MCCULLOUGH
'And it didn't occur to you a
suspect we were searching for last
seen jumping off a dock might have
lost his glasses and dropped his
ponytail? I say this only because
you say he was in his underwear
soaking wet!
Beat.
ROOKIE
In hindsight Sir...
MCCULLOUGH
"Hindsight?"
McCullough looks at Agent Hill.
MCCULLOUGH
Agent Hill, please find our
observant rookie here a nice
congested corner he can direct
traffic on for the next year while
he works on this 'hindsight' issue
he's suggesting?
47.
AGENT HILL
Yes Sir.
CUT TO
INT. STATION JAIL - MOMENTS LATER
McCullough approaches the local cell.
FIVE MEN sit inside it.
Agent Hill approaches McCullough's side.
McCullough refers to Kyle amongst FOUR OTHER MEN.
MCCULLOUGH
Him?
Hill looks at Kyle's FAKE ID.
AGENT HILL (READS)

Jamie Rousee. Twenty-one. 'Twenty-
five thousand dollar bail's already
been posted. Cash.
McCullough takes a printout of 'Jamie's' information and

approaches the bars.
MCCULLOUGH
'Someone must really like you, Mr.
(reads) Jamie Rousee from
...Spicewood Springs? Long way from
home. ...And where would people
who'd post twenty-five K bail be
having an out of towner like
yourself staying?
No answer.
AGENT HILL
Says he'll be staying at the
Paradise Motel.
McCullough laughs.
MCCULLOUGH
Twenty-five-thousand dollar bail
and they put you in an hourly
motel? 'You need a better booking
agent, Son.
No laughs.
48.
McCullough turns to Hill.
MCCULLOUGH
Hold him for the weekend.
AGENT HILL
Sheriff insisted he be released.
MCCULLOUGH
Well you tell the sheriff I'm
holding him for the weekend.
AGENT HILL
Sheriff left. 'Said all calls
should be directed to Mr. Rousee's
lawyer, Percy Forman.
McCullough looks incredulously at Hill.
McCullough turns to 'Jamie Rousee.'
MCCULLOUGH
Mr. Rousee, if you're willing to
start talking about Frank Brown,
who I know is running this thing,
that'll do you a lotta good.
KYLE
...No idea who he is.
McCullough cunningly smiles.
MCCULLOUGH
If I may offer some worldly advice,
young man..? 'Smugglers only pay
for people they're afraid may talk.
And people who smuggler's are
afraid may talk are certainly a lot
better off in here than at the
Paradise Motel.
Kyle looks down.
McCullough looks at Hill.
MCCULLOUGH
Set court for Monday. And keep an
eye on him.
CUT TO
49.
EXT. PARADISE MOTEL - NIGHT
A POLICE CAR SITS outside the PARKING LOT of the seedy neon
lit motel.
CUT TO
INT. PARADISE MOTEL ROOM 219 - CONTINUOUS
Kyle looks out the window.
TWO uninterested COPS sit in the patrol car eating

sandwiches.
The room PHONE RINGS.
Kyle answers the phone.
KYLE (INTO PHONE)

Hello?
KALISH (V.O. OVER PHONE)

Mary and the kids are on their way
to Pilot's ridge right now. There's
a hundred thousand cash and a house
waiting for you in the Cayman
Islands. 'Flight's waiting for you
on the tarmac.
KYLE
Wooow... wait. Hold the fuck up...

The minute they find out who you
are you'll be sitting in that
prison til they find me. And they
ain't finding me.
Kyle walks and peek out through the curtains at the police
car.
KYLE (INTO PHONE)

Well first of all. There's a...
Before Kyle can continue...
A TAXI PLOWS into the parked Police Car!
KYLE (INTO PHONE)

Holy shit!
50.

Yeah. That was no accident. Now get
going. I love ya little brother.
We'll meet again.
Kalish hangs up.
A HORN is JAMMED from the patrol car as... Kyle runs out of
the room and into the night.
BLONDIE'S 'CALL ME' kicks us INTO...
77 EXT. DOC MCGHEE’S MANSION LAWN - DAY 77
Cocaine, Dom Perignon, beautiful WOMEN and JUICED UP GUIDOS

hang by a pool.
Kalish approaches Ritch on a pool-side beach chair.
RITCH
Your brother good?
KALISH
All taken care of.
Ritch laughs as he sits back in the chair.
RITCH
...Is there anyone in this town you
haven't paid off?
Doc laughs and responds.
DOC
'Fucking guy's got the Coast Guard,
Pilots... the fucking Sheriff!
They all laugh.
Vogel sun tans on a beach chair recliner as Raven's eyes are

on Kalish.
Doc snorts a line and notices a COUPLE having sex in his

pool.
DOC
No fucking in the pool! 'Hell's the
matter with you?
The couple separates.
Ritch laughs.
51.
RITCH (JOKES TO DOC)

So many rules here.
Doc looks over (powder on his nose).
DOC
Oh really?!
Raven laughs and touches Kalish's arm slowly without Vogel

noticing.
Ritch clocks the action as...
Kalish's eyes peer over to notice a man with a two day old
beard and fisherman's hat watching him.
The man (we recognize as Sisly) quickly looks away.
A waitress, DENISE (tough, beautiful) approaches in a one

piece swimsuit.
DENISE
Can I get you boys anything?
VOGEL
Yeah, a waitress in a bikini.
DENISE (OVER-EXAGGERATED SARCASM)

I'll be right on that.
Kalish laughs.
Kalish and Denise make brief eye contact.
DENISE
Something for you?
KALISH
Surprise me.
Denise smiles a beat. Then walks off.
Kalish watches her.
Raven unhappily clocks their interaction.
A HUGE BACKPACK on Vogel's chair RINGS.
DOC
'Fuck is that?
Vogel picks up a 22 lb. first generation Nokia cellphone

backpack.
52.
VOGEL
Cost three thousand dollars. The
future. I'll be back.
Vogel lugs the huge "modern" device toward a quiet area.
Ritch looks at Kalish.
RITCH (RE: NORIEGA)

So how was your meeting?
KALISH
Oh him? (laugh) Yeah, he's uh...
quite the character.
RITCH
Yeah well, when the cops and
robbers can both put you outta
business..? He's not the worst
friend to have.
Kalish looks for the waitress (Denise) and locks eyes again
with Sisly in his beard and old fisherman's hat.
Kalish gives a smile, as if to say “I know what you are.”
Ritch tokes a joint and talks quietly.
RITCH
So... we're definitely treading
waters. A lotta heat on us.
KALISH
I got a plan.
Ritch smiles and exhales.
RITCH
Why am I not surprised?
KALISH
We put together enough money,
there'll be a lot of opportunities
in Panama.
Ritch looks at Kalish.
KALISH
...Low risk.
Ritch laughs as he shares his roach.

53.
RITCH
Nothing's low risk in this
business.
Kalish again meets eyes with Sisly as he takes a toke.
KALISH
OK. A risk worth taking then.
Kalish gestures the roach to Sisly who quickly turns away.
CUT TO
EXT. ROAD - NIGHT
Sisly's faded yellow Pacer cruises down a remote road.
SISLY (V.O.)
Yeah, he's definitely in town and
hanging with some serious players.
One I know you're aware of, Leigh
Ritch.
CUT TO
INT. SISLY'S PACER - CONTINUOUS
Sisly cruises talking on his Radio Shack CORDLESS PHONE.
MCCULLOUGH (V.O. OVER PHONE)

Leigh Ritch. ...Well that explains
some of it.
SISLY (INTO CELL)

You have anything you can bring him
in on?
INT. MCCULLOUGH'S OFFICE - SAME
McCullough stands talking into his phone.
MCCULLOUGH (INTO PHONE)

Everything and nothing that'll
stick. But we are getting closer.
A large WHITEBOARD takes up the entirety of the wall.
On it, the BLOWN UP dated MUG SHOT of STEVEN KALISH.
Below the PHOTO it READS:

54.
STEVEN KALISH aka FRANK BROWN.
- Intercut with Sisly in his Pacer.
SISLY (V.O. ON PHONE)

OK. Gimme a few days and I'll get
you something.
Sisly click off.
The NEWS plays on a TV in McCullough's office.
ON THE NEW: RONALD REAGAN is addressing the public.
REAGAN (ON TV)

...And with the tragic death of
General Omar Torrijos we offer our
deepest condolences to the people
of Panama. But are assured by
General Noriega that all will be
handled appropriately...
McCullough stares thoughtfully at the screen.
CUT TO
EXT. SISLY'S RUN DOWN SHACK - NIGHT
Sisly exits his Pacer, finishes off and tosses a FANTA into
some bushes.
He notices his door is open.
CUT TO
INT. SISLY’S SHACK - MOMENTS LATER
Sisly enters, gun in hand.
A large, oscillating fan blows MONEY everywhere.
SISLY
What the..?
Sisly looks around the one room shack and closes the door as
his home PHONE RINGS.
Sisly answers the phone.
SISLY (INTO PHONE)

Hello?
55.

Agent Sisly?
SISLY (INTO PHONE)

'The fuck is this?
KALISH (V.O. ON PHONE)

The guy that just tripled your
pension. Today.
Sisly unplugs the huge fan stopping the money from flying all
around him.

I'd ask how you got into a Doc
Mcghee party, but..?
Sisly looks at the hundred dollar bills still floating around

his room.

That's three-hundred thousand
dollars blowing around in your
apartment, Agent Sisly.
Sisly slowly removes his coat and hat.
SISLY (INTO PHONE)

I don’t touch dirty money.

Well, I'm imagining dirty money’s
probably touching you right about
now?
Sisly is literally covered in hundred dollar bills.

And explaining that to the Feds
sounds a whole lot less fun than
taking that first class Pan Am
ticket on your dresser and flying
to where I set up a numbered Swiss
account holding another untraceable
million for you.
Sisly approaches the plane ticket on a counter.
A Swiss bank account number and a PHOTO OF THE ALPS beside

it.

'Your hesitation sounds like we
have a deal?
56.
Sisly doesn't say anything as he picks up the ticket.

I'll take that as a yes. ...And
have fun... It's a beautiful
country.
CLICK.
CUT TO
EXT. DINER - NIGHT
Kalish hangs up an outdoor PAY-PHONE.
Briefcase at his side.
Through the diner window:
Kalish recognizes Denise, the server from the party, working.
CUT TO
INT. DINER - LATER
Kalish sits alone at a back booth.
An appropriate diner song plays on a ratty old tabletop

jukebox.
Denise approaches in her waitress uniform.
DENISE
You're my last customer before I
have a free weekend so..?
KALISH (JOKING)
Yeah, I ordered a 'surprise' a few
hours ago at a pool party and was
checking back on it?
Denise takes a beat on Kalish.
DENISE
Well... 'surprise!'
Kalish smiles.
KALISH
You're a busy lady. So what are you
doing here?
57.
Denise curtsies in her waitress outfit.
DENISE (SARCASTIC)
Costume party.
Kalish is clearly intrigued by the spitfire that is Denise.
Kalish smiles.
KALISH
You're funny.
Denise notices Kalish's briefcase.
DENISE
And you're..? Running away?
KALISH
Not yet. But soon maybe.
DENISE
Sounds dangerous.
KALISH
A little.
DENISE
Then by all means try our Quadruple
Bypass Burger Deluxe.
KALISH
Is that really on there?
Denise wryly refers to the menu where indeed: Quadruple

Bypass Burger Deluxe.
DENISE
Owner's a regular Henny Youngman.
Kalish laughs.
KALISH
Well, if I really am your last
customer for the weekend, and you
don't mind stopovers..? There's a
great party I'd love to take you
to.
Denise curiously smiles.
DENISE
...Stopovers?
58.
Hall & Oats, 'Rich Girl' begins as we...
CUT TO
81 INT. PRIVATE JET - NIGHT 81
Denise, in Jackie-O (cheapie) sunglasses enters the luxurious

jet.
Denise attempts to NOT show her amazement as she walks past

the burgundy fur lined interior.
* This is the clearly fanciest place Denise has ever been as

a guest.
Kalish nods to the Stewardess (we recognize her as the one

Kalish previously slept with when she worked for Doc).
Denise clocks their energy as...
The Stewardess exaggerates a smile at Denise and closes up

the cabin.
Denise and Kalish sit on comfy leather chairs in front of a

bottle of Dom Perignon.
KALISH
...So we'll make a brief stop and
then be off to the Caymans.
Denise sips her drink.
DENISE
You know..? I don't normally do
this.
KALISH
'You mean, hop on private jets with
people you just met?
Denise humbly smiles.
DENISE
No.
KALISH
But I'm special?
DENISE
I'm hoping so.
Kalish laughs at Denise's forced casualness.

59.
DENISE
Maybe not as special as your Pilot
over there but..?
Kalish looks over to notice his pilot (CARL) getting a blow

job in the cockpit.
KALISH
Hey Carl!
Carl looks over through the open cockpit.
CARL
My apologies.
Carl closes the cockpit door and lowers the lights.
Denise can't help but half laugh as...
The engines roar to life.
CARL (OVER LOUDSPEAKER)

We're expecting a smooth ride.
CUT TO
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
McCullough storms into the main area holding a FOLDER.
MCCULLOUGH
Where's the god damned Sheriff?
A DEPUTY SHERIFF sits at a desk.
DEPUTY SHERIFF
Sheriff took the day off.
MCCULLOUGH
You can tell my why your sheriff
was in such a rush he couldn't wait
for Mr. "Jamie Rousse's"
fingerprints to come back when it
turns out he was god damned Steven
Kalish' aka Frank Brown's brother?!
Get the sheriff on the phone right
now!
Deputy grabs a phone.
Agent Hill rushes in.

60.
AGENT HILL
Sir, Kyle Kalish skipped out of the
Paradise when our patrol car was
involved in an accident.
MCCULLOUGH
'You're God damn kidding me?
AGENT HILL
No Sir.
MCCULLOUGH
Get every available officer to his
house as we speak.
AGENT HILL
Already did. 'His family seems to
have vacated the house as well.
...We're checking all the airports.
McCullough, standing to the side of the HUGE PHOTO of KALISH,

barks an order to Agent Hill.
MCCULLOUGH
And get Sisly on the phone! We're
gonna need whatever he's got right
away!
AGENT HILL
Absolutely, Sir.
Agent Hill dials a phone.
She looks up at McCullough.
AGENT HILL
It's an answering machine, Sir.
MCCULLOUGH
Leave a message. Tell him we need
him in here yesterday!
Agent Hill speaks into the phone as we HEAR a 'BEEP' over it.
AGENT HILL (INTO PHONE)

'Agent Sisly, Agent McCullough
would like you to please come into
the station ASAP!
WE CUT TO THE OTHER END OF THE CALL...

61.
INT. SISLY’S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
TIGHT on an ANSWERING MACHINE on the floor.
WE HEAR Agent Hill CLICK OFF.
The answering machine tape CLICKS to a stop.
PULL WIDE to SEE:
Sisly's apartment has been vacated.
Money gone.
Door sits open.
Nothing there except an answering machine and a PHOTO of the

Swiss Alps.
CUT TO
EXT. PANAMANIAN MILITARY AIRPORT - SUNRISE
Kalish steps off the jet.
He smiles back at Denise watching through the airline's side

window.
General Noriega approaches Kalish at the foot of the air-

stairs.
NORIEGA
Welcome to Panama, Mr. Frank.
Kalish shakes Noriega's hand.
KALISH
General.
NORIEGA
...And to what do I owe this
surprise?
KALISH
I came to drop off some more
briefcases.
Kalish refers to two briefcases being carried off the plane.
KALISH
And...
62.
Kalish grabs a gold plated Winchester rifle etched with pearl

handles.
KALISH
You spoke about your fondness for
collector's pieces so..?
Kalish hands the gift to Noriega.
KALISH
Wanted to personally give that to
you.
Noriega takes it.
NORIEGA
...And so the real reason you're
here?
KALISH
...Was curious how you felt about
me bringing a lot more
'briefcases?'
Noriega looks at an ARMED GUARD placing the two briefcases

onto a Brinks Truck.
NORIEGA
If they're filled with the same
thing they were filled with last
time..? ...Fill the whole fucking
jet up with them next time!
The men smile and shake hands.
Denise watches from the window.
CUT TO
EXT. CAYMAN ISLANDS - DAY
The private jet TOUCHES DOWN
SUPER: 'Cayman Islands'
Flock of Seagull's 'I Ran' takes us to...

63.
98 INT./EXT. RITCH'S YACHT - GOLDEN HOUR 98
Everyone is dressed to kill and in full party mode on the

massive yacht, docked and wading on the picturesque beach.
Kalish and Denise make their way past...
Drinking, dancing, gambling, cocaine, stripper poles...
DENISE
I must admit this is not where I
saw my weekend going.
Kalish smiles as they HEAR someone screaming about the "shit

music."
Kalish turns to see:
A wasted Barney, mullet and all, going ape on the DJ.
BARNEY
Enough with the skinny tie homo
shit!!
Kalish looks at Barney, shocked.
The record SCRATCHES as Barney knocks over the DJ and forces

the Scorpions 'No One Like You' on the player!
The song KICKS in causing Barney to maniacally GRIND.
Kalish approaches him.
KALISH
Barney?
BARNEY
Barney's my twin brother.
Especially if he owed you money!
Barney's twin CRACKS UP, coke on his nose.
KALISH
Oh wow. Sorry, yeah. You two..?
BARNEY'S TWIN
Look the same. Yeah. Twins. 'You
have any idea who's fucking boat
this is?
Denise can't help but laugh at Barney's twin's harshness.
Suddenly, CRACK!
64.
The CROWD "oohs" as...
The DJ slams Barney's twin over the head with a DECK CHAIR
sending him overboard!
Everyone screams and runs to the side.
CREW MEMBERS throw life preservers toward flailing Barney's

twin screaming in the Caribbean.
Ritch waves Kalish over.
Kalish and Denise walk over to a table filled with drinks,

food and GUESTS.
Ritch laughs as the crowd in the distance all yells for

Barney's twin.
RITCH (RE: BARNEY'S TWIN)

'You musta thought you were seeing
a ghost.
KALISH
Yeah. ...You think he's OK?
Vogel, sitting beside Raven, comments from the table.
VOGEL
Better than in lion's mouth!
Kalish looks at Ritch.
KALISH
I guess so.
Kalish looks at the table.
KALISH
This is Denise.
RITCH
Hi Denise. Here. I saved two seats
for you both right beside Raven and
our Stewardess. I believe you've
all met?
Raven and the Stewardess, dressed to the nines stare daggers

at Denise.
Denise uncomfortably smiles in her cheap dress, attempting

not to be intimidated by the BOUJI CROWD.
Ritch looks again at Denise.

65.
RITCH
...You look familiar?
Vogel sucks in a huge hit off a table bong.
VOGEL
The one-piece waitress.
Raven exaggerates a laugh.
RITCH
Agh. Of course.
Vogel blows out a cloud of smoke.
VOGEL (RE: KALISH)

Maybe he was afraid there wouldn't
be enough pussy for him here?
Kalish exaggerates a smile at Raven as he fires back at

Vogel.
KALISH
'Shortage of pussy's never the fear
around here.
Raven, pissed, grabs Vogel's arm.
RAVEN
Let's get a drink.
Raven and Vogel walk away.
Kalish stares and talks in a hushed tone to Ritch.
KALISH
And you sit us right by her?
RITCH
'Stir shit up. 'Because if Vogel
wasn't such a roided out moron he'd
of figured out what we all have and
twisted your fucking head off. 'I
only told you to stay away from one
fucking girl!
Ritch smiles at Denise.
RITCH
But hopefully this one takes care
of that problem. 'We've got enough
to worry about.
The Stewardess forces an overly ambitious smile at Denise.

66.
Denise takes a beat and looks back at the chaotic attempt to

save Barney.
DENISE (TO KALISH)

I'm gonna go check up on your
overboard friend.
Denise returns the faux smile at the Stewardess.
DENISE
There's only so much Chanel #5 a
woman can handle breathing in out
here.
Denise walks off.
The Stewardess clearly gets the dig.
Ritch laughs.
RITCH
She's funny.
Kalish looks as...
CHEERS IN THE DISTANCE confirm Barney has been hoisted to

safety.
CUT TO
99 EXT. BEACH - LATER 99
A group resuscitates Barney on the shore.
Kalish approaches Denise.
KALISH
Looks like Barney's OK.
DENISE (CORRECTS KALISH)

His twin.
Kalish half laughs.
KALISH
His twin.
Beat.
KALISH
...You're upset?
67.
DENISE (SARCASTIC)
Not at all. I mean, your friend who
no one gave two shits about's been
saved from drowning. Your
mysterious stopover in Panama,
where you handed a rifle over to
some dude in military gear seemed
to go well. And besides your pilot
screwing the stewardess on takeoff
it appears your coked out friend
sat us right next to your meathead
friend's girlfriend, whom you
obviously fucked, as some sort
of... warning? Not to mention the
other one who wreaked of too much
cheap ass perfume. And yes, I said
"cheap assed." Because Chanel #5 is
some cheap assed shit! 'I mean
where the fuck did you take me?
Hades?
Kalish laughs.
DENISE
And you find all this funny?
KALISH
No. Just...
Kalish looks at Denise.
KALISH
I really like you.
DENISE
Really? And..?
Kalish goes to kiss Denise.
Denise pushes Kalish off her.
DENISE
You gotta be kidding me.
Kalish backs off.
DENISE
So, what..? 'Had to add 'small time
waitress' to your list of
conquests? Holy shit is there
anyone on this island you haven't
slept with?
68.
KALISH
Yes. And one in particular I'm
quickly becoming fond of.
Kalish takes a serious beat.
Denise rolls her eyes and mimics Vogel's meathead voice.
DENISE
'Cus there wasn't enough pussy?'
KALISH
Actually. Not until now. No. There
wasn't.
Denise can't help but laugh.
After a beat.
DENISE
Damn fucking right there wasn't!
Kalish again goes in for a kiss.
Denise stops him.
DENISE
And I may be on your turf but
you're on my terms. You got it?
KALISH
Absolutely.
Beat as Denise holds a look on Kalish.
DENISE
OK... Better.
Denise grabs and makes out with Kalish.
DENISE
...Asshole.
CUT TO
INT. MCCULLOUGH’S OFFICE - DAY
McCullough looks at a MAP with Frank Brown X'd out. And X

through "Jamie Rousee." An X through Texas, TWO X's through
North Carolina, an X through Louisiana, an X through the
Police Chief's name...
Agent Hill enters.

69.
McCullough addresses her without looking.
MCCULLOUGH
'Getting tired of drawing X's I
tell you.
Hill's eyes wreak of bad news.
AGENT HILL
It appears agent Sisly vacated his
apartment and took an
intercontinental flight yesterday
evening, Sir.
McCullough doesn't turn around.
MCCULLOUGH
Where?
AGENT HILL
...Geneva.
McCullough removes his glasses.
MCCULLOUGH
I mean is there a single person on
this coast not on Kalish's God
damned payroll?
AGENT HILL
Me, Sir.
McCullough takes a beat on Hill.
MCCULLOUGH
'If you'd allow me a moment to
wallow in my disappointment?
AGENT HILL
Absolutely.
Hill turns to head out.
MCCULLOUGH
...And Agent Hill?
AGENT HILL
Yes.
MCCULLOUGH
Bad as it looks... He'll run out of
corrupt people and places
eventually.
70.
McCullough returns to the MAP:
Between Florida and Panama, a PHOTO of STEVEN KALISH.
AGENT HILL
And if he doesn't, Sir?
McCullough turns, impressed with the agent's drive.
MCCULLOUGH
He will. 'They always do.
Randy Newman's 'It's Money That I Love' begins as WE...
FLASH THROUGH
A SERIES -
- OUTSIDE A PRIVATE WAREHOUSE:
FOUR EIGHTEEN WHEELERS filled with marijuana CLOSE THEIR

DOORS and head out in FOUR DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS.
Kalish and RITCH (wearing a Fort Lauderdale Yankees hat)

close up the warehouse.
- IN FLORIDA: UNDER THE OVER OF NIGHT - STACKS of MONEY are

BEING LOADED onto LAUNDRY TRUCKS from Kalish's homes.
- AT A FLORIDA PRIVATE AIRPORT: MONEY IS TRANSFERRED FROM the

LAUNDRY TRUCKS onto KALISH'S PRIVATE JET (with Noriega's face
on its side).
- IN PANAMA: Kalish lands in the PRIVATE JET filled with

money.
Noriega (wearing noise reduction headphones smiles from the

tarmac).
- IN PANAMA: Kalish shakes hands as he presents the jet as a

gift to Noriega!
Noriega smiles at the jet bearing a huge PAINTING of the

General himself on its side.
* A SERIES of FREEZE FRAMES from a distance imply that

PHOTOGRAPHS of them are being taken.
71.
- IN PANAMA - Kalish sits in an ARMORED TRUCK filled with

hundred dollar bills as a miliary escort leads him to a local
bank.
AS THE SONG winds down...
CNN PLAYS ON A TV:
CNN NEWSCASTER (ON TV)

...And in further news, Panama's
General Manuel Noriega will be
meeting with President Reagan in
D.C. to receive a DEA commendation
for his support in the United
States' War on Drugs...
WE BACK from the TV to reveal we are...
- IN NORIEGA'S OFFICE -
Noriega lifts his head up from a MOUND of cocaine.
Noriega laughs and high fives Kalish across the desk!
END OF SONG and SEQUENCE.
CUT TO
EXT. FORT LAUDERDALE MINOR LEAGUE BASEBALL STADIUM - DAY
McCullough sits in the near empty bleachers.
The Triple A Fort Lauderdale Yankees are playing a game on

the field below.
Agent Hill, holding a FOLDER, approaches.
McCullough's eyes stay on the game.
MCCULLOUGH
...No matter how old you get. You
always gotta root against the
Yankees.
McCullough smiles at Hill.
Agent Hill takes a seat.
AGENT HILL
Not like you to take a day off?
McCullough points.
72.
MCCULLOUGH
...That hot dog vendor over
there..?
Hill looks at a hot dog VENDOR in the distance.
MCCULLOUGH
He had dinner last night at the Oak
Room.
Agent Hill opens her file.
AGENT HILL
...OK?
MCCULLOUGH
'Forty dollar appetizers seem a
little pricey to you for a hot dog
vendor?
Agent Hill looks at the Vendor.
MCCULLOUGH
Certainly did to me til I noticed
him sitting across from a
distributor I'm quite aware of from
the Cayman Islands. A... Leigh
Ritch.
The Vendor nervously looks around as he reaches into his bag

and places a dime bag of pot into a hot dog bun and hands it
to a PATRON.
MCCULLOUGH
...And while I'm fine with people
needing a little 'elevation' to the
mundane-ness of a minor league
baseball game in March..?
The Patron slips the Vendor a ten dollar bill.
MCCULLOUGH (O.C.)
Based on the last call I had from
Sisly..? I have a feeling that
Vendor's not all too removed from
Kalish.
The Vendor pockets the money and walks on.
McCullough turns and offers Hill some popcorn.
MCCULLOUGH
...And you have something for me?
73.
Hill hands McCullough FIVE candid photos of Kalish (* from

the freeze frames).
McCullough handles the photos.
AGENT HILL (RE: PHOTO)

...That's (points) Kalish. That's
(PHOTO) what looks like at least
fifty million dollars being driven
by those trucks (PHOTO OF LAUNDRY
TRUCKS) and loaded onto his jet
(PHOTO)...
McCullough looks at the PHOTOS.
AGENT HILL
And uh..?
Hill arranges one PHOTO to the top of the pile.
AGENT HILL
...That's (points) General Manuel
Noriega meeting with Kalish in
Panama. Beside a 707 jet Kalish
gifted him.
McCullough takes a somewhat shocked beat on the PHOTO of

Noriega laughing beside Kalish at the foot of the jet that
bears a HUGE PAINTING of Noriega on its side.
AGENT HILL
But wait, there's more.
Hill digs into her folder for one last PHOTO.
AGENT HILL
Half an hour after Kalish headed
back from what I'm imagining was
laundering all that money into a
Panamanian bank..?
Hill retrieves and hands McCullough one LAST PHOTO.
AGENT HILL
That's (PHOTO) Colonel Oliver North
stepping onto the tarmac for
Noriega's follow up meeting.
McCullough is clearly taken back as he looks at the PHOTO.
AGENT HILL
Yeah, that Colonel Oliver North.
Beat.
74.
McCullough can't help but almost laugh with an exhale.
MCCULLOUGH
...Big stuff.
AGENT HILL
...I'm starting to wonder if this
may be getting too big?
MCCULLOUGH
...It is seeming to be getting more
complicated.
McCullough hands Hill back the photos.
He grabs a handful of popcorn and looks again at the hot dog

Vendor approaching another CUSTOMER.
MCCULLOUGH
...Yet somehow I'm thinking that
hot dog vendor might just be the
break we're looking for?
Agent Hill looks over as...
A BATTER hits a foul ball that just misses the Vendor.
McCullough yells to him.
MCCULLOUGH
Gotta watch yourself out there!
The Vendor looks at McCullough.
CUT TO
INT. BEACH-FRONT CONDO - EARLY MORNING
Denise, wrapped in a towel, playfully approaches Kalish on a

deck tying his shoes.
DENISE
Hey, didn't I just see you on a
yacht in the Caymans? Some guy went
overboard and..?
KALISH (JOKING)
That was you, right?
Denise hugs Kalish from behind looking out at the view of the
Atlantic.
75.
DENISE
So now that you conquered the
'small time waitress' you're
running off on me?
KALISH
I'll be back Monday morning.
DENISE
I work Monday morning.
Kalish looks at her.
KALISH
You know you don't need to be doing
that?
DENISE
You gonna be my sugar daddy now?
Anyways (in forced voice) 'I like
the stink of the streets, keeps me
grounded and... it gives me a hard
on.'
Kalish laughs.
KALISH
You're a bad girl, D.
DENISE
'And speaking of bad..? May I ask
where exactly you'll be going til
Monday? Or is this another thing I
don't want to be knowing?
Beat.
KALISH
I have a meeting with a man
offering a pretty incredible way
out. For both of us.
DENISE
"Us?"
Beat.
KALISH
...Yes.
DENISE
...Now you're starting to sound
like that guy in the movies.
76.
KALISH
Which one?
DENISE
All of them.
Denise smiles as they both look out over all that water.
CUT TO
EXT. SWAMP - WINDSOR NORTH CAROLINA - NIGHT
A DISTANT POV of...
Establishing shot of a lonely swamp.
Frogs and all sorts a critters are doing their thing.
We notice the only light.
A house on stilts in the distance.
CUT TO
105 INT. STILT HOUSE - NIGHT 105
Kalish, Ritch, Vogel and a LOCAL TEAMSTER sit on fold out

chairs in an old house on sticks.
Kalish refers to a map as he explains a plan.
KALISH
...One last barge. One million
pounds. With safe passage and an
escort through Panama. Into the
Caribbean. ...A friendly stopover
in the Caymans...
Beat.
KALISH
And from there we know our way to
the coast.
Everyone reacts.
KALISH
Enough for each of us to not have
to think about money for the next
couple of years at least.
77.
LOCAL TEAMSTER
While we sit in prison.
KALISH
You can go.
Teamster doesn't know if Kalish is serious.
KALISH
I said go!
Teamster walks out.
Vogel is swigging straight vodka.
VOGEL
...He's one of my best men.
KALISH
There are others.
VOGEL
He was my point person.
Beat.
Vogel is clearly not a fan.
VOGEL
...And if we are success..?
Suddenly we have one million pounds
in the coast. ...Maybe it's best to
clear some inventory before making
such big move?
KALISH
Now's the time.
VOGEL
This will saturate our markets.
KALISH
You mean your market.
VOGEL
The whole heartland's market.
KALISH
Too much Gold Bud in the middle of
a heat wave..? I'm not concerned.
Vogel takes another swig.
Clearly drunk.
78.
VOGEL
You're not concern because you're
not moving it.
KALISH
I've rigged it to move through
Panama, across the Caribbean,
through the Gulf of fucking Mexico
and landing on our shore. 'If you
have a problem trucking it from
there to Detroit I'll happily give
your third to the next meathead
with eyes on a half dozen eighteen
wheelers!
A stare off.
VOGEL
I'd tell you to fuck off but..?
KALISH
But you're too greedy.
Vogel stares.
KALISH
And drunk.
Vogel takes a moment and...
Vogel CHARGES Kalish.
Ritch jumps in the middle.
RITCH
You outta your minds with this
shit?
Ritch separates the men.
Ritch looks at Vogel.
RITCH
Get another point person!
Vogel stares, takes a beat...
VOGEL
...I'll call my people.
Vogel walks toward the door.
KALISH
'You can use my new phone.
79.
Vogel looks back at Kalish sporting his own NOKIA BACKPACK

PHONE.
Vogel sticks his middle finger up behind his back and walks
out.
Ritch smiles at Kalish.
RITCH (RE: VOGEL)

He could snap your neck in two
moves. 'You're really fucking outta
your mind ya know?
KALISH
Who out here isn't?
WE HEAR: Vogel start his truck and drive off.
RITCH (RE: VOGEL)

...And he might be a moron but he's
not crazy. 'Shit is getting risky.
KALISH
Which is why he (Vogel) needs to
go. ...He's running side deals and
everyone needs to be laser focused
on getting this done right. Because
yeah, it is risky.
RITCH
Including me?
KALISH
Yes. ...But I trust you.
RITCH
Good. Because the Medellin boys say
we pull this off they want to talk
about us moving money for them.
Which is probably at least one
tenth less risky than this.
Kalish tokes a joint.
KALISH
...Vogel still needs to go.
Ritch shakes his head with half a laugh.
RITCH
Crazy fuck.
CUT TO
80.
EXT. SWAMP - WINDSOR NORTH CAROLINA - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
We return to the same DISTANT POV of the Stilt House watching

Kalish talking across from Ritch.
CUT TO
INT. MCCULLOUGH’S OFFICE - DAY
McCullough stares at his war board.
Photos of Kalish criss-cross with photos and news articles on

Noriega.
A map with markings all over the southern coast to Panama, to

the Cayman Islands, back to Louisiana, North Carolina,
Florida, Texas...
McCullough's eyes go back to the PHOTO of Steven Kalish

shaking hands with Noriega.
Agent Hill rushes in.
AGENT HILL
Sir? Just got word Kalish is at a
pile dwellings house out by
Windsor.
McCullough grabs his jacket.
AGENT HILL
And, in the case you'd like to
contact him directly..?
Agent Hill hands McCullough a number.
AGENT HILL
That's Kalish's direct number.
Compliments of your hot dog vendor.
MCCULLOUGH
You gotta be kidding me?
AGENT HILL
At first he said he didn't know
anything until I told him we had
all kinds a things on him that we
didn't.
McCullough smiles at Hill.

81.
AGENT HILL
I'm a good listener. ...Apparently
your Cayman distributor took a
liking to the Vendor and offered
him an upgrade. 'Your instincts
were correct. 'Something big's
coming to the coast!
US ATTORNEY ABRAMS (50) walks in.
McCullough is taken back by his presence.
MCCULLOUGH
Attorney Abrams?
ABRAMS
Doug. I'm here about something that
requires a conversation in private.
MCCULLOUGH
'Agent Hill here just came with
some rather urgent news which we
need to act on ASAP.
Abrams looks at the war-board PHOTOS of Kalish beside

Noriega. Noriega and Colonel Oliver North.
ABRAMS
If it's regarding Steven Kalish
it'll have to be put on hold.
MCCULLOUGH
...Excuse me?
ABRAMS
It's over all of our heads, Doug.
All things Kalish need to be put on
immediate and indefinite hold.
...I'm sorry.
CUT TO
111 INT. PETERBILT TRUCK DEALERSHIP - DETROIT - NIGHT 111
DESK PHONE RINGS.
Shine answers.

I'm gonna need new drivers. You'll
run the show and make enough money,
you'll never have to work for that
prick again.
82.
SHINE (INTO PHONE)

Wooow woow wooow. First of all, you
calling from your new fancy phone?
EXT. SIDE OF THE ROAD PAYPHONE - SAME
* CUT BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN CALLERS.
Kalish stand at a phone HOVERED OVER BY A COLLECTION OF

THOUSAND YEAR OLD CYPRUS TREES.
Kalish is holding a bag of quarters.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

You know I know better than that.
SHINE (V.O. OVER PHONE)

'Vogel said customs already tipped
off the coast guard.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

'Fact you just used Vogel's name
tells me you know who the 'prick'
is and that you're willing to play
ball.
Beat as Shine tries again.
SHINE (INTO PHONE)

Vogel said the Feds know about the
barge. 'That we should put it on
hold.
KALISH (LAUGHS - INTO PHONE)

You feel better now that you got
his talking points out? 'Cuz the
decision's already made far as
Vogel goes. He blinked. He's out.
Shine cautiously looks around.
He closes his crappy small windowed office door.

We're doing the shipment, Shine. So
this call's about you now. Cuz
someone stands to make all the
money he just blew.
Shine closes the shades on the view of Teamsters and rows of

eighteen wheelers in the distance.
CUT TO
83.
EXT. SIDE OF THE ROAD PAY PHONE - MOMENTS LATER - NIGHT
Kalish hangs up the pay phone.
Kalish exits the pay phone headed for his car when...
His BACKPACK NOKIA CELL RINGS.
Kalish answers the appropriately 80's attached apparatus

causing him to look like an astronaut on the side of the dark
road.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

Hello?

Sure is odd, me sitting here,
somewhat neutered, looking at you.
Kalish looks to see McCullough sitting in an unmarked car

down the swampy road.
McCullough BLINKS HIS HEADLIGHTS.
McCullough is talking on an old school CAR PHONE.
*SCENE PLAYS OUT IN A WIDE on the LONELY DARK ROAD.
MCCULLOUGH (INTO CAR PHONE)

Thought you were the only one with
a fancy new device?
McCullough holds up his phone, from inside the car, for

Kalish to see.

'Fact I can't just walk over and
arrest a man I know has clearly
smuggled at least, oh, five hundred
thousand pounds of marijuana onto
our coast might have you believing
this is your lucky day?
Kalish focuses on McCullough's car.
Their eyes meet through the darkness.

But you're a smart man, Steven
Kalish. You understand that for
whatever reason I'm being told to
stand down...
(MORE)
84.
MCCULLOUGH (INTO CAR PHONE) (CONT'D)

because of whomever's affiliations
you're dealing with over in
Panama..? You've gotta know it's a
house of cards?
Kalish looks around.

You've gotta know you're in a
helluva dangerous situation?
Kalish is surprised he's not being surrounded.
Kalish takes a beat as he opens his car door.
KALISH (INTO CELL)

...Well it is the eighties,
Officer. Not many thing aren't.
Kalish clicks off and gets into his car.
McCullough steps out of his car and talks aloud across the
empty road.
MCCULLOUGH
You're in over your head, Steven
Kalish!
Kalish speeds off.
Pre-lap a NEWS REPORTER.
NEWS REPORTER (V.O.)

And while the president is still
calling the Panamanian leader an
ally; increasing speculation on the
election's validity is certainly
cause for concern amongst the
people of Panama.
CUT TO
'It's All Over Now Baby Blue' begins it's mysterious opening.
EXT. PANAMA COAST - NIGHT
- THROUGH A DARK FOG... a TUGBOAT SETS SAIL pulling an

ENORMOUS BARGE containing 1 million pounds of marijuana.
CUT TO
85.
EXT. PANAMA STREETS - NIGHT
The SONG CONTINUES as...
A LIMOUSINE drives past a growing presence of PROTESTERS.
INT. LIMOUSINE - SAME
Kalish sits in the back of the limousine.
OUT THE WINDOW:
PEOPLE are on the streets protesting.
Signs demanding a legitimate election.
ONE SIGN with Noriega's photo beside the words:
Noriega Asesino!
Kalish talks into his CAR PHONE.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

Everything needs to go.
EXT. KALISH'S THREE SUBURUBAN HOMES - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT
A MOVING TRUCK drives away.
A FERRARI is parked OUTSIDE.

Only thing I care about is the
Ferrari and my papers.
INT. KALISH'S SUBURBAN HOME 1 - TAMPA FLORIDA - CONTINUOUS
Ritch stands in the empty home.
The money, the counting machines, everything is all cleared

out.
RITCH (INTO PHONE)

Place is clean.

And my papers?
86.
RITCH (INTO PHONE)

My assistant's got the entire file
cabin full. We're good to go.
Kalish clicks off.
Ritch looks at his assistant, ANTHONY, carrying out the last

file cabin to the Ferrari.
RITCH
Anthony? Make sure you don't lose
sight of those papers. Everything's
on them.
Anthony turns around holding the file cabin.
ANTHONY
You got it, Sir.
WE REVEAL: Anthony is the Vendor from the baseball field

already working for McCullough.
KALISH (V.O.)
...The little things ya know..?
THE SONG RAISES in VOLUME:
you must leave, now take what you need
you think will last
but whatever you wish to keep
you better grab it fast
CUT TO
EXT. TRUCK STOP - DETROIT - NIGHT
Shine stands beside a row of parked EIGHTEEN-WHEELERS.
A MAN finishes counting hundred-dollar bills in an envelope.
SHINE (ANTSY)
So we good?
87.
MAN
Yeah.
BANG!
The Man SHOOTS Shine in the chest and walks away.
KALISH (V.O.)
The shit you never saw coming.
THE CAMERA LOOKS AT SHINE on the ground as our SONG TRAILS

OFF WITH...
look out baby, the saints are comin' through
and it's all over now, baby blue
CUT TO
INT. NORIEGA'S MANSION - DAY
White statues sit on the lavishly manicured lawn.
Gaudy to the nines.
A TV plays the NEWS on a table with a long line of extension

cords.
Kalish stands pensive.
Drink in hand.
Noriega sits. More agitated than usual in his signature white

suit.
Noriega looks out to the breathtaking view of the Caribbean

Sea.
NORIEGA
...Your country will one day ask
for you to maybe talk about all
this? And I wonder what you will
say?
Noriega casually snorts cocaine as he pontificates.

88.
NORIEGA
'The oligarchy would never accept
me. 'The Mestizos versus the
Rabiblancos.
Beat.
KALISH
So... the Medellin Cartel wants to
work with me, with your approval of
course.
Noriega looks up at Kalish.
KALISH
'Seven percent on a minimum of
fifty million a week to manage
their cash if you'll allow it into
Panama? That's $3.5 million per
week for us to split. 'I told them
the deal you gave me when we first
met. Fifteen percent.
Noriega smiles at the memory.
NORIEGA
...And all the while I thought your
big score was the million pounds
headed to your country? ...You're
smarter than the average bear, Mr.
Frank!
Noriega laughs and snorts a line.
NORIEGA
...So no more marijuana?
KALISH
If we move the whole operation to
focus on just cash..? No more
marijuana. 'Risk becomes..?
Practically no risk.
Noriega knowingly laughs at the absurdity of the statement as

he dips in for some more.
NORIEGA
No risk. I like this.
Noriega sits looking at the News on TV.
ON THE NEWS:
89.
AMERICAN NEWSCASTER (ON TV)

...a man the people inside the
country are calling a ruthless,
murderous dictator... General
Manuel Noriega is quickly turning
into the Reagan/Bush
Administration's biggest nightmare.
Noriega, nose filled with cocaine, smiles, jumps up and

loudly jokes.
NORIEGA
Let's go with the no risk!!
Hahahahahaha!
Kalish notices fresh blood on Noriega's collar.
KALISH (V.O.)
...I knew he was crazy...
Kalish looks out to the sea.
KALISH (V.O.)
But one last load. One last trip to
get Denise...
Kalish downs his drink.
KALISH (V.O.)
What could go wrong?
Frankie Goes to Hollywood's 'Relax' BEINGS as we...
HARSHLY CUT TO
INT. PETERBILT TRUCK DEALERSHIP OFFICE - DETROIT - DAY
MASKED FBI AGENTS BUST through a door.
An arsenal of AUTOMATIC WEAPONS are pointed at Mike Vogel

getting a blowjob on a weight bench while pumping iron.
Vogel hops up on the bench.
CAMERA PUSHES IN ON VOGEL:
VOGEL
It's against the law to get your
dick sucked now too?
Shine limps out on crutches behind the Feds.
Raven at his side.

90.
Vogel looks shocked at the sight of them.
SHINE
Only if you put a hit out on the
last person that might have had
your Russian fucking meathead back.
SONGS KICKS IN HARD as we...
QUICK CUT TO:
EXT. LAKE PONTCHARTRAIN CAUSEWAY BRIDGE - DAY
SIX EIGHTEEN WHEELERS are pulled over at the foot of the

Louisiana Pontchartrain by an army of POLICE CARS (sirens
blaring).
CUT TO
EXT. PRIVATE AIRPORT - NIGHT
THREE CESSNA PILOTS exit their planes, hands over head as a

ROW OF AGENTS point firearms at them.
CUT TO
EXT. GULF OF MEXICO - DAY
'RELAX' continues to GRIND as we LOOK at an...
AERIAL SHOT of our three hundred foot barge filled with

marijuana being tugged through the Gulf.
KALISH V.O.
....I was on the verge of bringing
in the largest load of gold bud
ever imported anywhere...
A HOARD of COAST GUARD BOATS surround the barge.
Lights flashing.
Coast Guard Sirens.
CUT TO
EXT. PRIVATE JET TERMINAL - TAMPA, FL - DAY
SONG PULSATES ON AS...

91.
Ritch's Ferrari pulls into the airport.
INT. FERRARI - CONTINUOUS
Ritch, sitting in the backseat, looks out confused.
Ritch yells at his assistant, driving the car.
RITCH
'Anthony?! 'The fuck are we doing
here?!!
Anthony (the hot dog vendor) parks and runs out.
Suddenly, the Ferrari is surrounded by AIRPORT POLICE!
POLICE
Hands over your head!
CUT TO
EXT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS MANSION - NIGHT
SONG CONTINUES as...
A door is KICKED IN by FBI AGENTS.
Doc Mcghee stands beside a table surrounded by MUSICIANS,

SUPERMODELS and... a MOUNTAIN OF COCAINE.
KALSIH (V.O.)
...But again, the little things...
FBI Agents point weapons at Doc.
Fuck it, Doc dives in for one last bump!
CUT TO
EXT. PRIVATE JET TERMINAL - TAMPA, FL - DAY
Kalish’s Learjet lands and taxis to the executive terminal.
INT. LEARJET - SAME
Kalish looks out the window to notice his NORIEGA FACED JET
sitting on the tarmac!
Kalish is shocked and clearly not happy about this.

92.
Suddenly Kalish's cell phone rings.
Kalish answers.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

Hello?

Steven Kalish. If you'd go to the
cockpit and look out toward the
control tower?
Kalish cautiously walks to the cockpit and looks out to SEE:
Agent McCullough is STANDING IN THE COMMAND TOWER GLASSED

BOOTH.
Through the huge glass tower McCullough is holding a phone.
Kalish's eyes go WIDE as...
Agent's McCullough and Hill stand beside Leigh Ritch in

handcuffs.
KALISH (V.O.)
...The shit you-never-saw-coming.
SONG ENDS as we...
CUT TO
INT. COMMAND TOWER GLASSED BOOTH - SAME
McCullough (on phone) looks out to Kalish in his jet parked

right in front of the station on the runway.
They hold each others gaze.
*intercut where needed.

'Seems your General's fallen a bit
out of favor with our government?
Kalish cups the phone and yells to the pilot.
KALISH (TO PILOT)

Turn this fucking thing around!
Another JET TAXIS IN, BLOCKING THEM.
Kalish looks at the tower as...

93.
Denise appears behind McCullough in the control room and

yells.
DENISE
Steven!
Kalish stares helplessly.

...And then of course, there's her.
Kalish looks for a way out that doesn't exist.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

...I thought your government said
to stand down?

Agh, you know dictators? One day
they're running things, next..?
They're on the whole world's shit
list.
Rows of POLICE VEHICLES pull to each side of the jet on the

runway.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

I'm not coming out.

Oh yes you are. And it's not just
because I know how much you'd hate
I disturb the decent life you set
up for your brother out on Rum
Point?
Kalish takes a beat.
KALISH
...Kyle has nothing to do with
this.
MCCULLOUGH
He certainly doesn't have to.
Kalish stares incredulous.

'Good news is since it appears the
General is no longer the toast of
the town..? 'DC's suddenly very
interested in everything you might
know about him.
94.
KALISH (INTO PHONE)

I'm no rat.
MCCULLOUGH
Spare me. He's going down with or
without you. 'You'll be a star
witness...
KALISH (DEFIANT)
To what?
MCCULLOUGH
To whatever the fuck I tell you to
be!
Silence.
MCCULLOUGH
I'll leave Kyle alone. Get you a
short enough sentence...
KALISH
No!
MCCULLOUGH
As opposed to life!
Kalish takes a beat.
Denise yells out.
DENISE
I'll wait for you, Steven.
McCullough and Kalish meet eyes in the distance.
MCCULLOUGH
No she won't. (beat) You'll fade
away, Steven Kalish. In a six by
eight cell people will eventually
come to realize you just may belong
in.
Through the flashing blue and red police lights, Kalish looks
at Denise.
DENISE
...Listen to him, Steven.
Beat.
95.
MCCULLOUGH
...You'll be our witness and...
whatever money or property you may
have tucked away..? We'll see about
you potentially... keeping some of
it.
Kalish is clearly surprised.
KALISH
Come again?
MCCULLOUGH
A sentence you can live with and
you get to keep some of your
"earnings." For your testimony of
course. ...A better deal doesn't
exist, Kalish.
After a beat.
KALISH
...And you can do that?
Kalish looks across at Denise who nods 'yes.'
McCullough leers an extended beat through the glass partition

with a smile and throws back one of Kalish's lines...
MCCULLOUGH
It's the 80's Kalish... I can do
whatever the fuck I want.
The beginning of the Steve Miller Band's, 'Take The Money and
Run' drum shuffle begins.
Kalish looks out at the jet that's blocked him in.
Police Vehicles everywhere.
SWAT Police on every perch.
No. Way. Out.
A half smile and confirming nod 'yes' from Denise to Kalish

as we SLOWLY...
FADE TO BLACK
96.
OVER BLACK WE READ:
at the time of Steven Kalish's arrest 100 million pounds of

marijuana was en route to the U.S.
With the 'hoot hoot' the SONG CONTINUES...
The operations Steven Kalish ran netted more than 100 million
dollars per year from the late 70's through the early 1980's.
The rhythmic song continues as we READ:
Steven Kalish was sentenced to life without parole plus 285

years.
to which, after testifying against General Manuel Noriega

before the U.S. Senate...
CUT TO
INT. U.S. SENATE - 1985 - REAL FOOTAGE
SONG CONTINUES as...
REAL FOOTAGE of the REAL STEVEN KALISH testifying against

Noriega plays.
The real STEVEN KALISH sits in front of a microphone talking

to a group of Senators including ex President Jimmy Carter.
Real Steven Kalish leans into a microphone...
REAL STEVEN KALISH

All due respect but... Mr. Noriega
certainly knew the money wasn't
coming from Bingo proceeds.
The Senators laugh.
CUT TO BLACK
97.
OVER BLACK WE READ:
Steven Kalish's sentence was reduced to 8 years.
...he was allowed to keep $500,000...
that he later turned into a billion dollar software

telecommunications company.
...from his multi million dollar compound in Hawaii.
The SONG KICKS IN HARD as...
- We RETURN to our FRANTIC opening of Noriega being CHASED

THROUGH THE STREETS of PANAMA in his beat to shit HYUNDAI
PONY.
- SONG BLARES as REAL FOOTAGE OF NORIEGA SURRENDERING to

POLICE OUTSIDE the Vatican embassy beside the HUGE SPEAKER
SYSTEM plays.
As the song 'TAKE THE MONEY and RUN' plows on with the lyrics
about the detective we READ:
Assistant U.S. Attorney Doug McCullough served the eastern

district of North Carolina from 1981 through 1996.
FADE IN
Where he got his man...
FADE IN
and wrote a best selling book...
FADE TO -
THE REAL DOUG MCCULLOUGH HOLDING UP HIS BOOK titled:
'SEA OF GREED.'
The SONG winds down with the last of the lyrics...

98.
They got the money, hey, you know they got away
They headed down south and they're still running today
Singin' go on take the money and run...
The arrest and prosecution of Steven Kalish, Leigh Ritch, and

Michael Vogel broke up the largest drug smuggling ring ever
discovered in the United States.
General Noriega was turned over to the United States on

February 5th, 1988 and indicted on charges of drug
trafficking.
Leigh Ritch and Mike Vogel both served seven-year sentences.
Ritch returned to the Caymans, where he currently resides.
Vogel now lives in the Detroit area where, sources say, he is

a vendor of sex toys.
Doc McGhee served zero prison time upon offering an anti-drug

tour with Bon Jovi.
The SONG FADES on the last statistic.
OVER END CREDITS...
Van Halen's 'Dance The Night Away' plays as...
The REAL PRESENT DAY STEVEN KALISH smiles beside the REAL
PRESENT DAY DOUG MCCULLOUGH.
WE FREEZE on the IMAGE and read:
It certainly was a lot of fun wasn't it - Steven Kalish

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Sea of Greed 2022

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SEA OF GREED

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Based on the exploits of Stephen Kalish and

Motorhead's 'Ace of Spades' kicks off.

'December 20th 1989'

A beat to shit HYUNDAI PONY SLAMS into a colorful Batido de

WE PULL BACK FAST AND WIDE as the Hyundai skids, hydroplanes,

INT. HYUNDAI - DAY - CONTINUOUS

A MAN (O.C.) in the backseat yells in Spanish.

MAN IN PASSENGER SEAT rips off a panel below the glove

EXT. PANAMA CITY STREETS - CONTINUOUS

THREE AH-64D Apache Longbow HELICOPTERS hover over the Dairy

*Our CAMERA POV is from one chopper.

Over a LOUDSPEAKER we HEAR an AMERICAN VOICE laugh from the

AMERICAN VOICE (THROUGH LOUDSPEAKER)

ON CUE - The MEN run back into the Hyundai.

ONE MAN AIMS his measly pistol UP at the (CAMERA) helicopter

Our American Voice responds again with a laugh.

AMERICAN VOICE (THROUGH LOUDSPEAKER)

A warning barrage of automatic fire from the helicopter

INT. HYUNDAI - MOMENTS LATER

The car rattles, bumps and speeds as fast as a piece of shit

SPEEDOMETER maxxes out.

OUR CAMERA takes every bump along the beat down,

The Man stays under a blanket in the back seat.

The other Men are yelling a variety of orders and curses in

The Man under the blanket yells to the DRIVER.

MAN UNDER BLANKET

A ROCKET BLOWS APART a giant DEVIL'S HEAD amusement park

*Subtitles where needed.

MAN UNDER BLANKET (SPANISH)

As the SMOKE slowly dissipates we hear a V.O. from a man

Another EXPLOSION brings us back to speed as it decimates a

EXT. STREET - SAME

The car frantically gathers its wheels as...

A chihuahua jumps out onto the road.

The Driver's eyes go wide at the sight of the Chihuahua.

The Hyundai swerves to avoid the chihuahua, skids, screeches

The SONG ENDS as...

EXT. APOSTOLIC NUNCIATURE OF THE HOLY SEE - CHRISTMAS EVE -

CAMERA PULLS WIDE TO REVEAL:

POLICE, AMBULANCES, AMERICAN TANKS, HELICOPTERS and HUNDREDS

A dead stillness juxtaposes the previous scene.

The beat to shit Hyundai sits upside down and vacated.

A SOUND SYSTEM to rival Woodstock has been curiously set up

An AMERICAN in military gear stands beside the speakers

AMERICAN (OUT LOUD)

AMERICAN (OUT LOUD)

A DISC JOCKEY grabs his microphone from behind a RECORD

DISC JOCKEY (OUT LOUD)

The INTRO to Van Halen's 'Panama' BLASTS OUT OF THE SPEAKERS.

One STAINED WINDOW on the embassy vibrates, then shatters

The SONG continues charging as 'Sea of Greed' and OPENING

EXT. PANAMA STREETS - NIGHT

CHAOS on the streets.

A mix of historical and new footage shows Military

FIRE ENGINES, AMBULANCES RACE down the straight away.

PROTESTERS HAUL MOLOTOV COCKTAILS.

MILITARY MEN lie down their weapons on the streets.

A HUGE EXPLOSION decimates a GIANT MONKEY STATUE at ZOO