Marco stumbles, firing blind – shotgun blast rips a sign in half.
You were supposed to be the getaway.
Vince! End of the road!
He reloads – slide locks back, fresh mag slaps home.
Across the street, a dark SEDAN idles. Two silhouettes inside. street shootout script
– splashing through puddles. Kai rounds the corner, breath fogging.
Plans change. Case is in the trunk. Let’s move. Marco stumbles, firing blind – shotgun blast rips
You’re welcome.
Vince looks at Kai’s body. One second. Then nods. headlights blinding. MARCO (40s
You’re already dead.
A screeches around the corner, headlights blinding. MARCO (40s, scarred lip) jumps out, shotgun racked.