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EXLEY
I'm thinking we might walk away
from this.
At that instant, Dudley steps through the bathroom door.
He's got Exley dead to rights. As he squeezes the
trigger, Bud leaps forward, pushes Exley hard to the
ground.
The SHOT passes through Bud's back by his left shoulder
blade. It spins him around. A SECOND SHOT to the
stomach slows him to a walk as he charges Dudley. A
THIRD ROUND SHATTERS Bud's jaw, but still he comes.
Driven by rage, his hands reaching for Dudley's throat.
He even gets hold before a FOURTH SLUG tears his chest.
Bud falls hard.
Dudley swings his aim to Exley who's just managed to
shake the cobwebs of being flattened by Bud. A frozen
moment.
DUDLEY
I'm loathe to kill my brother
officers, Edmund.
EXLEY
Tell that to Jack Vincennes. To
Stensland.
DUDLEY
Jack was a shame, but Dick
Stensland had the audacity to try
to sell me my own heroin. Through
his whore girl friend. I sent him
to make the buy. The rest is
history.
Why?
EXLEY
DUDLEY
A vacuum, Edmund. That's what we
have in Los Angeles. Sending
Mickey Cohen up created it. My
containment work maintained it.
Certain photographs guarantee it.
Organized crime has been held
back, but there's still a demand
for the services it provides.
EXLEY
And now you'll provide them.