We proudly continue with the presentation of MYFO’s Classic Movie Adaptation of Goodfellas, here on Mastercrease Theatre. Join us, will you? To view Part I of the production, you can find it here. Enjoy.
INT. CHRIS’S MOTHER’S HOUSE – KITCHEN – NIGHT
[Darkness in the kitchen. We hear noise of doors opening and tools being banged around in the dark.]
CHRIS: SSHHH. You’ll wake her up.
[Suddenly the light in the entryway goes on, and WE SEE CHRIS’S MOTHER, in housecoat, beaming at her SON and his FRIENDS.]
[CHRIS’S MOTHER hovers over the seated CHRIS, DEREK and TODD. The table is filled with plates and coffee cups and the debris of dirty dishes.]
MOTHER: (to all) Have some more. You hardly touched anything. Did Chris tell you about my painting? Look.
[WE SEE her reach next to the refrigerator and pull up a couple of oil paintings she props on the edge of the table.]
MOTHER: (proudly) They want me to do a portrait next. I’m gonna do one of Joe Sakic fishing.
[CHRIS shrugs and looks at DEREK and TODD with a “Whaddya want me to do?” face.]
[WE SEE DEREK’S car with the body in the trunk, still parked at the curb.]
INT. DEREK’S CAR – NIGHT
[Finally on their way, DEREK is driving. TODD, in the passenger’s seat, and CHRIS, in the rear seat, embracing an old skate he grabbed at his mother’s, are dozing off. The sleepy humming of the wheels is suddenly interrupted by a thumping sound. At first, DEREK thinks he has a flat, but the thumping is too irregular. TODD awakens. His eyes are on DEREK. CHRIS leans forward from the rear seat. Silence. Thump. Silence.]
EXT. PARKWAY – NIGHT
[Car pulls off the road onto the grass. DEREK, TODD and CHRIS, picking up the skate, get out of the car.]
CHRIS: Jesus Christ! Miserable bastard!
[DEREK opens the trunk and steps back. In the trunk light WE SEE the mattress cover squirming around. WE HEAR muffled groans.]
CHRIS: (raising the skate) Can you believe this no-good fuck? The prick! He’s still alive!
[CHRIS suddenly swings and stabs the skate into the moving, bloody mattress cover. He stabs with it again and again and again. Cursing IGINLA with every swing.]
CHRIS: Rat bastard! (he stabs with the skate) No-good, low-life fuck!
[CHRIS swings and stabs again and again.]
[Soon the mattress cover stops squirming and CHRIS stops swinging the skate. He is exhausted. CHRIS and TODD get back in the car. DEREK is facing the open trunk.]
[TILT UP and FREEZE ON DEREK’S face slamming the trunk shut.]
DEREK: (voice over) But we had a problem with Jarome Iginla. This was a touchy thing. Chris had wiped-out an All-Star. Jarome was a part of the Canuckistani crew and untouchable.
EXT. MINNESOTA WOODLAND – NIGHT
[WE SEE CHRIS, DEREK and TODD burying IGINLA.]
DEREK: (voice over) Before you could touch a skill player, you had to have a good reason. There had to be a sit-down. And you better get an okay, or you’d be the one who got suspended.
[DEREK slams down trunk.]