EXT.COUNTRY ROAD - DAY
A car pulls up to a seemingly abandoned beach, surrounded by marshy land. The car comes to a stop and the engine is switched off.
Two men get out of the car, the driver being older and the
passenger being younger.
This better not stink, I forgot my
He’s only been there for three
hours, it takes longer than that to
build up a stink.
Still, if it smells I’m not going
near the thing.
The two men go to the boot. CLIVE pauses before he opens it.
In the boot lies what we assume is a dead body, wrapped in a
bloody white blanket.
Christ! They didn’t just kill him
did they? Blew the poor fucker to
I’m not even sure who it is, Frank
told me nothing.
You must still be in his bad books
after what happened in Dublin if
he’s got you doing a shite job like
Would you shut up and help me get
this fella out.
Alright but you grab his top half,
I’m not getting brains on my
CLIVE puts his hands into the boot and grabs the body around
the shoulder. DARREN grabs him by his legs and they pull him
His runners are pretty nice
actually, do ya think Frank would
mind if I took em’?
Don’t touch them, the feet of the
dead are not to be messed with.
Ugh, sure what good are they to
him? Only being wasted on his feet
I’m serious, leave the fuckin’
Alright, have it your way sure.
the two men stand up and look at the blanket covered corpse
on the ground.
What did happen in Dublin anyways?
Heard you made some mess of a job,
pissed off the wrong people is what
Yeah, well .... you do this job for
long enough and you make mistakes.
DARREN looks at CLIVE curiously, unsure what to make of what
Grab the gloves and we’ll get rid
of this poor soul.
DARREN goes to the boot and pulls out two pairs of gloves.
He hands one to CLIVE and they walk over to the body and
begin to drag it along into the woodland.
EXT.WOODLAND - DAY
The two men have dragged the body into an opening in the
trees. CLIVE stands up and pulls out a pair of rosary beads.
What are you doing?
It’s a prayer for the dead, we
can’t send him off without it.
You have to be the softest hitman
I’ve ever heard of.
Shush now boy!
Clive grips his rosary beads and begins his prayer
God our Father, Your power brings us to birth, Your
providence guides our lives, and by Your command we return
Lord, those who die still live in Your presence, their lives
change but do not end. I pray in hope for my family,
relatives and friends, and for all the dead known to You
In company with Christ, Who died
and now lives, may they rejoice in
Your kingdom, where all our tears
are wiped away. Unite us together
again in one family, to sing Your
praise forever and ever.
DARREN watches the entirety of this prayer. He reaches into
the back of his waistband as CLIVE recites the prayer and
subtly pulls out a handgun.
As CLIVE finishes up his prayer, he cocks the gun and keeps
it hidden behind his back.
I suppose you must know that that
was a prayer for two, given you did
drag on a bit.
I know, I figured you wouldn’t be
in much of a hurry. First times
always the hardest. I’m guessing
this was Frank’s idea?
You shouldn’t have fucked up in
Dublin man, that was real bloody
You may as well get this done now.
Prayers are said and all.
Agreed, good luck man.
DARREN points his gun and shoots CLIVE twice in the chest.
CLIVE keels over and falls on the corpse. They both lie
DARREN walks over to the two and looks once again at the
corpses shoes. He considers taking them but then makes up
his mind by saying ...
DARREN walks back to his car, gets in and drives away.