Runner Chapter 9 Script
Title: gun point
Characters:
-Charlies voice over (narration)
-Charlie
-Knuckles
- Squizzy
-Squizzy's friend
Setting: Squizzy is celebrating with his mates. When Charlie comes to tell him his upsetting news (at Squizzys office).
Charlie: (knocks on door)
Voiceover: a few seconds after knocking on the door the metal plate slid open.
Knuckles: yeah?
Charlie:knuckles its me Charlie
Voice over: as he opened the door knuckles flashed me a smile.
Knuckles: how are ya, this fine evnin, Charlie?
Charlie: fightin’, fit, knuckles.What about yourself?
Knuckles: couldn’t be better lad.
Voice over: i followed knuckles down the hall to the office and stepped in after him. Half a dozen men were gathered in the office. Squizzy among them. They were drinking a toast.
Squizzy : and ere’s ta the Richmond push. (roaring voice and holding his whisky aloft) yas all did us proud last night lads.
Squizzys friends: (raised their glasses in response) Cheers!
Voice over: after the toast squizzy spotted me at the door. He looked like he had been drinking a while.
Squizzy: eres me speedster now. Come in lad. We’re celebrating. D’ya fancy a spot a whisky?
Charlie: no thanks mr Taylor.
Squizzy: knuckles! Get the lad a spot a whisky. (as he slurred the last of his drink and slammed the glass on the desk)
Squizzy: c’mon knuckles, i aint a camel ya know.
Voice over: as knuckles handed me a glass i read the headlines of the paper. “ cruns bark in fitsroy” and “popgunitis!” standing there in the room full of men i began to feel uncomfortable.
Charlie: mr taylor, if ya don’t mind, i wanna talk ta ya about the liquor run last night.
Voice over: annoyed by my lack of interest in the headlines squizzy threw the paper onto the desk.
Squizzy: im glad ya reminded me lad.i forgot with all the excitement from the shootin. A fella from goodwood street called someone about a trolley?
Charlie: we got rolled in the gardens comin back from the job mr taylor. I used it to take me mate
Characters:
-Charlies voice over (narration)
-Charlie
-Knuckles
- Squizzy
-Squizzy's friend
Setting: Squizzy is celebrating with his mates. When Charlie comes to tell him his upsetting news (at Squizzys office).
Charlie: (knocks on door)
Voiceover: a few seconds after knocking on the door the metal plate slid open.
Knuckles: yeah?
Charlie:knuckles its me Charlie
Voice over: as he opened the door knuckles flashed me a smile.
Knuckles: how are ya, this fine evnin, Charlie?
Charlie: fightin’, fit, knuckles.What about yourself?
Knuckles: couldn’t be better lad.
Voice over: i followed knuckles down the hall to the office and stepped in after him. Half a dozen men were gathered in the office. Squizzy among them. They were drinking a toast.
Squizzy : and ere’s ta the Richmond push. (roaring voice and holding his whisky aloft) yas all did us proud last night lads.
Squizzys friends: (raised their glasses in response) Cheers!
Voice over: after the toast squizzy spotted me at the door. He looked like he had been drinking a while.
Squizzy: eres me speedster now. Come in lad. We’re celebrating. D’ya fancy a spot a whisky?
Charlie: no thanks mr Taylor.
Squizzy: knuckles! Get the lad a spot a whisky. (as he slurred the last of his drink and slammed the glass on the desk)
Squizzy: c’mon knuckles, i aint a camel ya know.
Voice over: as knuckles handed me a glass i read the headlines of the paper. “ cruns bark in fitsroy” and “popgunitis!” standing there in the room full of men i began to feel uncomfortable.
Charlie: mr taylor, if ya don’t mind, i wanna talk ta ya about the liquor run last night.
Voice over: annoyed by my lack of interest in the headlines squizzy threw the paper onto the desk.
Squizzy: im glad ya reminded me lad.i forgot with all the excitement from the shootin. A fella from goodwood street called someone about a trolley?
Charlie: we got rolled in the gardens comin back from the job mr taylor. I used it to take me mate