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From Dusk Till Dawn Transcript

SETH
(to Kate)
You were magnificent! You told him to
shut the fucking door. I’m hiding in
the shower, and I’m thinking to
myself, “Did I just fuckin’ hear what
I just fuckin’ heard? And what does he
do — he shuts the fucking door!

Kate kind of half smiles.

SETH
If I was a bit younger, baby, I’d
fuckin’ marry you!

Seth goes up front and slaps Jacob on the back.

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SETH
I gotta hand it to ya, Pops, you
raised a fuckin’ woman.

Jacob doesn’t share Seth’s enthusiasm, but he is relieved.

JACOB
We did our part, we gotcha in Mexico.
Now it’s time for your part, letting
us go.

SETH
Pops, when you’re right, you’re right,
and you are right.

KATE
(suddenly brightens)
You’re gonna let us go?

SETH
In the morning, darlin’, in the
morning, we are G-O-N-E and you are
F-R-E-E. Now, I know I put you guys
through hell, and I know I’ve been one
rough pecker, but from here on end you
guys are in my cool book. Scotty, help
me pick Richie up, and lay him down.
Jacob, keep going on this road till
you get to a sign that says, “Digayo.”
When you get to Digayo, turn this big
bastard left, go on down for a few
miles, then you see a bar called “The
Titty Twister.” From what I hear, you
can’t miss it.

JACOB
Then?

SETH
Then stop, ’cause that’s where we’re
going.

He slaps him once again on the back, and leaves to attend
to Richard.

CUT TO:

CLOSE-UP RICHARD without glasses. Unconscious, Seth slaps
his face.

SETH (O.S.)
C’mon, kid, wake up. Don’t make a
career out of it.

Richard starts coming to and opens his eyes. Seth sits at the
foot of the bed.

SETH
You okay?

RICHARD
(disoriented)
Yeah, I think so. What happened?

SETH
I don’t know, you just passed out.

RICHARD
I did?

SETH
Yeah, we were just standing there. You
said something about your shoulder
hurting, then you just hit the ground
like a sack of potatoes.

RICHARD
Really?

SETH
Yeah, when you fell your head smacked
the toilet hard. It scared the shit
outta me. Sure you’re okay?

RICHARD
Yeah, I guess. I’m just a little
fucked up.

SETH
Well, let me tell ya something, gonna
clear your head right up. We are
officially Mexicans.

RICHARD
What?

SETH
We are…
(singing)
“South of the border down Mexico way.”

RICHARD
We are?

SETH
Yep. We’re heading for the rendezvous
right now. We get there, we pound
booze till Carlos shows up, he escorts
us to El Ray. And then me and you,
brother, kick fuckin’ back. How ya
like them apples?

Slowly shaking the cobwebs out of his head.

RICHARD
Far out.
(pause)
Where are my glasses?

SETH
They broke when you fell.

RICHARD
Oh, fuck, Seth, that’s my only pair!

SETH
Don’t worry about it, we’ll get you
some glasses.

RICHARD
What dya mean, don’t worry about it.
Of course I’m gonna worry about it,
I can’t fuckin’ see.

SETH
When we get to El Ray, I’ll take care
of it.

RICHARD
Yeah, like a Mexican
hole-in-the-wall’s gonna have my
fuckin’ prescription.

SETH
It’s not a big deal, unless you make
it a big deal. Now, I’m real happy,
Richie, stop bringing me down with
bullshit.

Jacob calls to the back.

JACOB
Guys! We’re here.

CUT TO:

A neon sign that flashes:

THE TITTY TWISTER
Hiker/Trucker bar, Dusk till Dawn

Underneath the joint’s proud name on the sign, and
on top of “Biker/Trucker bar, Dusk till Dawn” is a
well-endowed woman, whose breast is being twisted
by a neon hand.

EXT. THE TITTY TWISTER NIGHT
The neon sign sits on top of the rudest, sleaziest, most
crab-infested, strip joint, honky-tonk whorehouse in all of
Mexico.

The Titty Twister is located out in the middle of
nowheres ville. It sits by itself with nothing around it for
miles. A plethora of choppers and eighteen wheelers are
parked out in front. The walls almost pulsate from the LOUD,
RAUNCHY MUSIC within the structure. Signs cover the walls
outside reading things like:

“NUDE DANCING”, “WHORES”, “BEER”, “AUTHENTIC MEXICAN FOOD”,
“BIKERS AND TRUCKERS ONLY”, “OPEN DUSK TILL DAWN”,
“THURSDAY COCKFIGHT NIGHT”, “WEDNESDAY DOGFIGHT NIGHT”,
“DONKEY SHOW MONDAYS”, “EVERY FRIDAY BARE KNUCKLE FIGHT TO
THE DEATH, FEATURING THE LOVELY SANTANICO PANDEMONIUM”,
“ATHENA AND DANNY THE WONDER PONY”, and “THE SLEAZY TITTY
TWISTER DANCERS.”

In the parking lot, a BIKER and a TRUCK DRIVER beat the shit
out of each other, one with a pipe, the other with a hammer.
A SECOND BIKER fucks a Titty Twister WHORE against the wall.
A greasy man, known as CHET PUSSY, stands in the parking
lot, soliciting customers through a Mr. Microphone.

CHET
Pussy, pussy, pussy! All pussy must
go. At the Titty Twister we’re
slashing pussy in half! This is a
pussy blow out! Make us an offer on our
vast selection of pussy! We got white
pussy, black pussy, Spanish pussy,
yellow pussy, hot pussy, cold pussy,
wet pussy, tight pussy, big pussy,
bloody pussy, fat pussy, hairy pussy,
smelly pussy, velvet pussy, silk
pussy, Naugahyde pussy, snappin’
pussy, horse pussy, dog pussy, mule
pussy, fake pussy! If we don’t have
it, you don’t want it!

The Fullers’ recreational vehicle pulls into the parking
lot and stops.

INT. MOTOR HOME – NIGHT

What’s left of the Fuller family and the Gecko family look
out the windshield onto the sight that is the Titty Twister.

SETH
(to the group)
Okay, troops, this is the homestretch.
Here’s the deal; this place closes at
dawn. Carlos is gonna meet us here
sometime before dawn. Which by my
guesstimate is somewhere between three
or four hours from now. So we’re gonna
go in there, take a seat, have a drink
— have a bunch of drinks, and wait
for Carlos. That could be an hour,
that could be three hours, I don’t
know which. But when he gets here,
me and Richie are going to leave
with him. After we split, you guys
are officially out of this stewpot.
Let me just say I’m real happy about
where we’re at. We got a real nice, “I
don’t fuck with you — you don’t fuck
with me” attitude going on. Now, if
everybody just keeps playin’ it cool
— and I’m talking to you, too, Richie
— everybody’s gonna get what they
want. Comprende, amigos?

Everybody nods and mutters in agreement.

SETH
Okay hard drinkers, let’s drink hard.
I’m buyin’.

EXT. PARKING LOT – NIGHT
The camper door FLIES OPEN and the two brothers and the
Fuller family step out into the night.

They look across the parking lot at the Titty Twister.
It literally looks in some ways like the entrance to hell.

JACOB
Out of the stew pot and into the fire.

SETH
Shit, I been to bars make this place
look like a fuckin’ 4-H club.

RICHARD
I gotta say I’m with Jacob on this. I
been to some fucked up places in my
time, but that place is fucked up.

Seth can’t believe it.

SETH
(in a baby talk voice)
Aww-w, whatsa matter, is the little
baby too afraid to go into the big
scary bar?

The two brothers square off, not like strangers fighting,
but like brothers fight. They talk real quiet, but real
personal.

RICHARD
That’s what you think?

SETH
That’s how you’re lookin’, Richie.

RICHARD
I’m lookin’ scared?

SETH
That’s what you look like.

RICHARD
You know what you look like?

SETH
No, Richie, what do I look like?

RICHARD
You’re lookin’ green.

That’s not what Seth expected to hear.

SETH
How?

RICHARD
Where are you right now?

SETH
What do you mean?

RICHARD
Where are you?

SETH
I’m here with you.

RICHARD
No, you’re not. You’re sippin’
margaritas in El Ray. But we’re
not in El Ray. We’re here —
getting ready to go in there.
You’re so pleased with yourself
about getting into Mexico, you
think the job’s down. It ain’t.
Get back on the clock. That’s a
fuck-with-you-bar. We hang around
there for a coupla hours, in all
likelihood, we’ll get fucked with.
So get your shit together, brother.

SETH
My shit is together.

RICHARD
It don’t look together.

SETH
Well, it is. Just because I’m happy
doesn’t mean I’m on vacation. You’re
just not used to seein’ me happy,
’cause it’s been about fifteen fuckin’
years since I been happy. But my shit
is forever together.

Richard believes Seth’s response.

RICHARD
Okay, just checkin’.

They walk toward the bar’s entrance. Chet Pussy talks into
the microphone.

CHET
(yelling into the microphone)
Take advantage of our penny pussy sale.
Buy any piece of pussy a tour regular
price, you get another piece of pussy,
of equal or lesser value, for a penny.
Now try and beat pussy for a penny!
If you can find cheaper pussy
anywhere, fuck it!

Chet notices our heroes, especially young Kate.

CHET
(in microphone, towards Kate)
What’s this? A new flavor approaching.
Apple Pie Pussy.

SETH
Step aside, asshole.

Chet POKES HIS FINGER in Seth’s CHEST.

CHET
Not so fast, Slick.

Seth GRABS HOLD of Chet’s FINGER, BENDS it BACKWARDS till
the BONE SNAPS in two.

Chet lets out a SCREAM.

Seth VIOLENTLY brings his HEAD FORWARD PULVERIZING Chet’s
NOSE.

Chet FALLS to his KNEES in front of Seth.

Seth HOOKS him with a powerful FIST UNDER his CHIN that
SNAPS Chet’s HEAD BACK, and THROWS him on his BACK.

After HITTING the GROUND, Seth SENDS a SAVAGE KICK straight
to Chet’s FACE, ROLLING HIM OVER.

Chet is OUT.

The whole altercation took two seconds.

Everyone’s in shock and looks at Seth. Seth looks back at
everyone.

SETH
Now, is my shit together, or is my
shit together?

Richard and Seth laugh with each other.

RICHARD
(slappin’ Seth five)
Your shit is forever together!

They head for the door. Richard stays behind for a second,
and gives the fallen Chet a few, swift kicks,

INT. THE TITTY TWISTER NIGHT

If the Titty Twister looked like the asshole of the world
from the outside, in the immortal words of Al Jolson, “You
ain’t seen nothin’ yet.” This is the kind of place where
they sweep up the teeth and hose down the cum, the blood
and the beer at closing.

In the back, TOPLESS DANCERS do lap dances with customers,
while a SLEAZY SEXY STRIPPER STRIPS to RAUNCHY MUSIC, played
at ear drum-bursting level. TWO MEN are in a savage
BAREKNUCKLE FIGHT, surrounded by screaming customers of
bikers and truckers.

One of the dancers is a man with a saddle on his back, his
name is DANNY THE WONDER PONY. The woman on his back, in
the saddle, feet in the stirrups, hands on the reins, is
ATHENA, his rider. They dance around to the cheers of the
crowd.

Bikers and truckers play pool in the back. Fights break out
here about one every ten minutes. The customers may start ‘em,
but the bouncer, BIG EMILIO, ends ‘em.

Seth, Richard, Jacob, Scott and Kate walk through the door.
They each individually take in the sights and the smells.
Seth is the first to say something.

SETH
Now this is my kinda place! I could
become a regular.

The man behind the bar is RAZOR CHARLIE. He eyes the group
as they approach.

Their difference from the usual road waif nomads who
populate the Twister disturbs him. He exchanges a knowing
look across the room with Big Emilio, as the group bellies
up to the bar.

SETH
Whiskey!

RAZOR CHARLIE
(in English)
You can’t come in here.

SETH
What dya mean?

RAZOR CHARLIE
This is a private club. You’re not
welcome.

SETH
Are you tellin’ me I’m not good enough
to drink here?

RAZOR CHARLIE
This bar is for bikers and truckers
only.
(points his finger to Seth)
You, get out!

Big Emilio almost magically appears behind Seth and places
HIS BIG BEEFY SAUSAGE-FINGERED HAND HARD on Seth’s shoulder.

BIG EMILIO
(to Seth in Spanish)
Walk, Pendaho.

Seth slowly turns his eyes to the big hand on his shoulder.

SETH
(low)
Take your hand off me.

BIG EMILIO
(Spanish)
I’m going to count to three.

SETH
No, I’m going to count to three.

BIG EMILIO
Uno…

SETH
Two..

Jacob jumps in the middle.

JACOB
Now wait a minute, there’s no reason
to get ugly. There’s just a
misunderstanding going on here. You
said this bar is for truckers and
bikers, Well, I’m a truck driver.

Everybody looks at Jacob.

As Jacob talks he takes out his wallet.

JACOB
If you look outside your door, parked
in your parking lot, you’ll see a big
ass recreational vehicle. That’s mine.
In order to drive that legally, you
need a class two driver’s license.
That is the same license that the
DMV requires truck drivers to carry
in order to drive a truck.
(he takes the license out
of his wallet and lays it
on the bar)
That is me, and this is my class two
license. This is a truck driver’s bar,
I am a truck driver, and these are
my friends.

Everybody’s a little stunned after Jacob’s speech.

Razor Charlie picks up the license, looks at Jacob, looks at
everyone in the party and smiles.

RAZOR CHARLIE
(to Jacob)
Welcome to the Titty Twister. What
can I get you?

Seth BRUSHES OFF Big Emilio’s paw.

SETH
Bottle of whiskey and five glasses.

Razor Charlie’s eyes go to Seth. Even though he has a big
smile on his face, he looks like he’s going to kill Seth.
But instead he just says,

RAZOR CHARLIE
Coming right up.

Razor Charlie goes for the bottle. Big Emilio gives the
party one last look and walks away. Richard gives Jacob a
buddy punch on the shoulder.

RICHARD
Good job, Pops.

Seth’s still frying an egg on his head.

SETH
That’s just fuckin’ typical. Biggest
number one problem with Mexico, it’s
not service oriented. I was feelin’
so good, and those fuckin’ spies
brought me down.

Richard puts his arm around Seth.

RICHARD
Fuck ‘em, shake it off.

Razor Charlie brings the bottle and the glasses. Seth looks
at the guy, still pissed.

SETH
You serve food, Jose?

Razor Charlie knows Seth’s taunting him with a racial slur,
but he just smiles and says,

RAZOR CHARLIE
Best in Mexico.

SETH
I kinda doubt that. We’re grabbin’ a
table, send over a waitress to take
our order.

Seth walks away, and the group follows him.

We just hang on the evil wheels turning inside of Razor
Charlie’s head.

The five of them move across the floor to a table. As they
walk, Kate attracts stares, wolf whistles and rude comments
from some of the patrons. Jacob keeps near his daughter.

The dancers do their sexy routines. A big-chested,
wild-haired blonde catches Scott’s eye. She winks at him.

Richard leans over and whispers in Scott’s ear.

RICHARD
Anytime you want a lap dance with that
broad, say the word. It’s on me, kiddo.

He gives the boy’s neck a squeeze. Jacob’s eyes survey the
surroundings. Big Emilio and Razor Charlie quietly exchange
words about the party in Spanish.

RAZOR CHARLIE
(in Spanish)
They’re not the normal road trash we
normally feed on. But it’ll be okay.
No one knows they’re here.

The five of them find a table and sit down.

Seth, still in a bad mood, takes the cork out of the whiskey
bottle and tosses it. He pours Richie and himself a glass.

SETH
Who else?

JACOB
Pass.

SETH
(picking a fight)
Why not, against your religion?

JACOB
(won’t be baited)
No, I do drink, I’m just not drinking
now.

SETH
Suit yourself, more for me.
(to Scott)
Scotty?

Scott shakes his head no.

SETH
(to Kate)
How ’bout you?
(pointing at Scott and Kate)
are safer in here with us than
wandering around a Mexican border town
all night long. Just don’t do nothin’
stupid and we’ll all get along fine.
(to Scott)
Scotty, you sure you don’t want a
drink?

SCOTT
Okay, I’ll have one.

JACOB
No you won’t.

Seth pours Scott a shot.

SETH
Sorry, Pops, but I’m drinkin’ and I
don’t like drinkin’ alone. Bottoms
up, boy.

Scott takes the drink and he, too, experiences an
on-drinker’s tremor.

Seth turns to Kate.

SETH
How about you, cutie pie? Ready for
round two?

KATE
Okay.

Seth just passes her the bottle. She pours her own shot and
knocks it back.

RICHARD
(to Seth)
Hey, Dr. Frankenstein, I think you
just created a monster.

Jacob turns to Seth and asks quietly.

JACOB
Why are you so agitated?

SETH
I’m still stewing about that ape
laying hands on me. And that fuckin’
bartender sticks a weed up my ass,
too.

JACOB
He backed down.

SETH
He’s smilin’ at us. But behind his
smile, he’s sayin’, “Fuck you Jack.”
I hear that loud and clear.

JACOB
What are you going to do?

SETH
(picking up the whiskey bottle)
I’m gonna just sit here and drain
this bottle. And when I’ve drunk the
last drop, if I still feel then, the
way I feel now, I’m gonna take this
bottle and break it over his melon
head.

JACOB
Before we stepped in here, you told
all of us to be cool. That means you,
too.

SETH
(tossing it off)
I never said do what I do, I said do
what I say.

JACOB
Are you so much a fucking loser, you
can’t tell when you’ve won?

Richard, Kate and Scott both turn to Jacob. Nobody can
believe what he just said. Neither can Seth who calmly lays
down his drinking glass.

SETH
What did you call me?

JACOB
Nothing. I didn’t make a statement. I
asked a question. Would you like me to
ask it again? Very well. Are you such
a loser you can’t tell when you’ve
won?
(pause)
The entire state of Texas, along with
the FBI, is looking for you. Did they
find you? No. They couldn’t. They had
every entrance to the border covered.
There’s no way you could get across.
Did you? Yes, you did. You’ve won,
Seth, enjoy it.

Seth looks at Jacob, then picks up the bottle.

SETH
Jacob, I want you to have a drink with
me. I insist.

Jacob slides his empty glass over to Seth. Seth pours booze
in Jacob’s glass and his own. Both men pick up the glasses.

SETH
To your family.

JACOB
To yours.

They both knock ‘em back and slap the empty glasses down.

JACOB
Now, is your shit together?

SETH
Forever together.

Seth turns to Scott.

SETH
In that camper out there I saw a guitar. I take
it that’s yours.

SCOTT
Yeah, it’s mine.

SETH
Go out and bring it in. I feel a song coming on.

CUT TO:

Seth sitting at the table, playing guitar, singing Mexican
songs. Some bikers, truckers, and whores have gathered
around their table. Everyone’s groovin’. Seth finishes the
song. Everybody applauds.

Razor Charlie behind the bar grabs the greasy microphone
that he uses to announce dancers.

RAZOR CHARLIE
(announcer voice in Spanish)
And now for your viewing pleasure. The
Mistress of the Macabre. The Epitome
of Evil. The most sinister woman to
dance on the face of the earth. Lowly
dogs, get on your knees, bow your
heads and worship at the feet of
SANTANICO PANDEMONIUM!

The lights go down low. A light hits the stage. The opening
notes of the Coaster’s “Down in Mexico” fills the room.

The crowd hushes up.

And on the stage steps SANTANICO PANDEMONIUM.

This Mexican goddess is beautiful, but not the beauty that
Stendhal described in “As the Promise of Happiness,” but
the beauty of the siren who lures men to their doom.

She dances to the raunchy music, not like she owned the
stage, but like she owned the world.

And if the patrons of the Titty Twister are her world, the
world is proud to be her possession.

All activity in the bar, save Santanico, stops. Even the
Fuller/Gecko table falls under her spell. Especially
Richard, Scott and Kate. Seth knows this song and
accompanies from the table with the guitar.

When the music builds to its explosive section.

Santanico LEAPS from the stage, LANDING in the middle of the
room.

She does an eyes-closed voodoo dance in perfect step with
the beat. As the music continues to play, a very fucked-up
looking Chet Pussy walks in. He goes over to Razor Charlie
and points at Seth’s table, describing what happened.

As the last verse plays, Santanico, like a snake, comes up
from the ground, on top of the Fuller/Gecko table.

Richard, Kate and Scott are enraptured.

Santanico scans the table, zeroing in on our boy Richard.
She STANDS OVER him.

While moving her body to the music, she lifts up the whisky
bottle from the table, and pours the whiskey down her leg.

She lifts up her foot, with the whiskey dripping from her
toes, and sticks it in Richard’s face.

SANTANICO
(to Richard in Spanish)
Drink up.

Richie, mesmerized, sucks the whiskey off her toes. The
CROWD GOES WILD. Santanico smiles, master of all she
surveys.

Jacob and Scott are embarrassed.

Kate, oddly enough, is turned on by the controlling power
this woman has over a man she’s deathly feared.

Seth laughs out loud a Mexican “yi yi yiii” laugh, keeping
the beat with his guitar.

Across the room, Razor Charlie, Chet by his side, motions
over Big Emilio. He begins explaining with pointing what
Seth and company did to Chet.

Richard continues to suck her toes.

The song ends, Santanico extracts her foot from Richard’s
mouth. Steps off the table. Takes a drink of whiskey. Looks
down at the seated Richard.

She GRABS the back of his hair, YANKS his head BACK. His
mouth OPENS because she’s hurting him. She LEANS her FACE
OVER his like she’s going to kiss him. Then let’s the whiskey
from her mouth fall into his. They never touch. The crowd
applauds. She lets go of Richard’s hair. Except for Jacob
and Richard, both for their own reasons, the table applauds,
none louder than Seth.

SETH
Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Now that’s what
I call a fuckin’ show!

One of Santanico’s FLUNKIES brings the naked woman a robe,
which she puts on.

Richard, still in a daze, looks up at his new friend.

SETH
(snapping his fingers)
Earth to Richie. Don’t you wanna ask
your new friend to join us?

RICHARD
Yeah.

SETH
Well, then ask her, dumb ass.

RICHARD
(looking up at Santanico)
Por favor, Senorita. Would you care to
join us?

SANTANICO
(to Richard)
Muy bien, gracias.

Santanico sits down next to Richie. Seth pours her a drink.

SETH
Richie, you lucky bastard!
(to Santanico)
Now, little lady, you could of just as
easily done that to me. Who a Nelly!
You got my dick harder ‘n Chinese
arithmetic.

The table laughs.

SETH
Which reminds me of a joke. Little Red
Riding Hood is walking through the
forest and she comes across Little Bo
Peep, and Little Bo Peep says:
“Little Red Riding Hood, are you
crazy? Don’t you know the Big Bad Wolf
is walking these woods and if he finds
you he’s gonna pull down your dress
and squeeze your titties?” Then Little
Red Riding Hood hitches up her skirt
and taps a .357 Magnum she has
holstered on her thigh and says: “No
he won’t.”

As Seth tells his joke, Jacob notices Razor Charlie, Big
Emilio and Chet moving rapidly towards their table.

JACOB
(to himself)
Oh, shit.
(to Seth)
Seth —

Seth waves him away.

SETH
Not now. So finally she comes across
the Big Bad Wolf and the Big Bad
Wolf’s laughing and says: “Little Red
Riding Hood, you know better than to
be walking around these woods alone.
You know I’m just gonna have to pull
down your dress and squeeze your
titties.” Then Little Red Riding Hood
whips out her .357, cocks it, sticks
it in the Big Bad Wolf’s face and
says: “No you won’t. You’re gonna eat
me, just like the story says.”

Seth starts laughing at his own joke uproariously. Richard,
Kate, Scott and Santanico join in too. Before Jacob can say
anything —

The Titty Twister trio stand over the table.

RAZOR CHARLIE
(to Chet in Spanish)
Which one?

CHET
(pointing at Seth)
This piece of shit broke my finger
and my nose…
(pointing at Richard)
then this fag kicked me in the ribs
while I was down.

That’s all Big Emilio has to hear.

BIG EMILIO
(to The Gecko Brothers)
Up!

RICHARD
Fuck off, ape man!

Big Emilio leans in with his beefy hand, GRABS Richard by
the shoulder. Richard lets out a howl as blood pours from
his wounded shoulder.

Santanico steps back from the table.

Seth jumps to his feet and FIRES a round from his .45 into
Big Emilio, sending his bullet-ridden body to the floor.
Razor Charlie whips out a straight version of his name sake
and SLASHES Seth across the face.

Seth SCREAMS at the top of his lungs as his hand goes up to
his laid open cheek.

Richard, who has fallen to the ground holding his wound,
brings up his .45 and starts BLASTING.

Razor Charlie takes a bullet in the head, chest and belly
before he hits the floor.

Jacob and his children have hit the floor as well to stay
out of gunfire.

The bikers, truckers, waitresses and whores all stop what
they were doing.

The music continues to play, though the dancers stop
dancing.

Santanico, who’s closest to the two brothers, smells
something.

Her NOSTRILS FLARE.

Richard moves to his brother, who takes out a handkerchief
and puts it to his face.

RICHARD
How are you?

SETH
Scarred for life, that’s how I am!

Seth looks up and sees Chet still standing there.

SETH
You thought it was pretty funny,
didn’t you?

Both brothers FIRE on Chet. Chet’s blown left… right…
left… right… then drops, pointing their guns towards
the crowd.

SETH
Everybody be cool, or you’ll be just
as dead as these fucks!

SLOW MOTION: Blood drips down the side of Seth’s face.

SLOW MOTION: It splatters to the floor.

The CAMERA scans the crowd. The patrons are scared, but the
waitresses, whores and dancers lick their lips.

SLOW MOTION: Blood drips from Richard’s shoulder. It falls
to the floor, splattering.

WE MOVE INTO SANTANICO’S FACE. A special aroma fills
her nostrils. Her eyes lock on Richard. The look on her face
could easily be read as intense sexual desire.

CLOSE-UP KATE ON FLOOR

Looks up and watches, eyes wide with fear, Santanico’s
transformation.

Her NOSE RECEDES INTO her face like a rodent’s. The whites
of her eyes turn YELLOW. The FANGS of a beast PROTRUDE from
her mouth. Kate yells from the floor.

KATE
(yelling)
Richie, look out!

Before Richie can turn around.

SANTANICO LEAPS ACROSS THE FLOOR, LANDS on his BACK and
SINKS her FANGS into Richie’s wounded SHOULDER.

Richard LETS LOOSE with an agonizing SCREAM.

Seth turns to his brother’s cry.

He sees SANTANICO PANDEMONIUM, like a mongoose attached to
a cobra, legs wrapped around Richard’s waist, fangs buried
deep in his shoulder, and Richard screaming and slamming
about, trying to knock her off.

Richard screams to Seth:

RICHARD
Shoot her! Shoot her! Get her off!

Seth tries to aim his gun, but there’s too much movement. He
can’t get a clear shot.

Jacob and his children can’t believe what they’re seeing.

Richard can’t take it anymore, his knees buckle. Santanico
rides him down to the floor.

Seth gets a clear shot, he takes aim and FIRES, hitting the
vamp in the head, blowing her off his brother.

Richard, who’s on all fours, tries to stand and gets about
half way before he stops, saying:

RICHARD
(with his dying breath)
Fucking Bitch!

He tumbles over, a corpse.

SETH
Richie.

Suddenly, the eyes of Big Emilio, Razor Charlie and Chet
Pussy pop open. The “dead” men sit up with evil grins on
their faces.

The patrons scream.

A WHORE locks the front door (which is a complicated lock
with steel rods going into the ground), turns toward the bar
and yells:

WHORE
Dinner is served!

The bikers and truckers who have been transfixed, watching
the impossible, realize that the waitresses, naked dancers
and whores who they were pawing just five minutes ago, have
turned into yellow-eyed, razor-fanged, drool-dripping
VAMPIRES.

The vamps attack.

What follows is a shark feeding frenzy. Whores, who had been
sitting on customer’s laps, sink their teeth into unshaven
necks.

Naked strippers and bikers wail the shit out of each other.
Truckers get their heads caved in by women half their size.
The patrons use what ever they can find to fend off the
monsters: chairs, chair legs, broken bottles, switchblades,
anything.

Jacob, Kate and Scott make a dash and dive behind the bar.
They hide and watch.

Seth stands where his was, limp dick of a .45 in his hand,
too freaked, scared and stunned to do anything. He stands
motionless, watching what he can’t believe.

Behind him, Santanico, who lies next to the dead Richard,
eyes POP OPEN.

She RISES in her snake/dance way.

Seth feels her and SPINS in her direction, gun raised.

SANTANICO
Let’s see if you taste as good as your
brother.

She approaches Seth, who FIRES at her. BAM… BAM… BAM…
CLICK… CLICK… CLICK… CLICK. She laughs and gives her
hair a toss back. Seth, moving backwards, is terrified.

Santanico gives Seth a SWINGING ROUND HOUSE PUNCH to the
JAW, that sends him FLYING over a table, SLIDING ACROSS the
FLOOR and INTO the WALL.

A bad-ass biker named FROST, with a hideous burn on the
side of his face, stands on top of a pool table, swinging a
pool cue, left to right, fending off vamps.

Big Emilio picks up a biker who stabbed him with a
switchblade and throws the poor bastard from one end of the
bar to the other.

The biker-winner of the bare knuckle fight, SEX MACHINE,
goes head to head with a stripper.

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