He zips up and climbs back up the ravine. Paul stares at him for a moment, then quickly looks away.
CHIPMUNK (CONT'D) What are you looking at -- ?
58.
Chipmunk reaches for his mask, and realizes he never pulledit back down.
CHIPMUNK (CONT'D) Pezzo di merda! You saw my face!
LITTLE PAUL:
I didn't see anything!
CHIPMUNK:
Figlia di puttana! Culo! He pulls the ski mask down, then realizes it's pointless.
He pulls it off and starts kicking it across the ground.
CHIPMUNK (CONT'D) You saw my face! Don't lie!
PAUL:
I won't tell anyone what you looklike, I swear.
CHIPMUNK:
You little sh*t. You've ruined everything.
Chipmunk raises his shotgun at Paul.
CHIPMUNK (CONT'D) Run. Run away. Fretta!
LITTLE PAUL:
No. You're gonna shoot me in theback and tell them I tried to escape.
Paul shakes his head, closing his eyes and refusing to turnhis back. Chipmunk gives up. He kicks the ski mask again.
CHIPMUNK:
Manache! Have it your way. Worse for you. You'll wish you ran! Chipmunk grabs Paul and drags him back down the hill towardthe squat stucco house in the distance.
EXT. STONE HOUSE -- EVENING
Paul is tethered to a rock by a rope around his neck as goatsgraze around him. He watches the little house:
inside, Piccolo, Cinquanta and Chipmunk are arguing.
Paul leans over and pulls at the tether. Desperate, he beginsto chew on it. The men's voices grow ever louder.
59.
Then they fall silent. The front door of the house opensand three men walk out -- Cinquanta and Chipmunk in the lead, with the bow-legged Piccolino falling behind.
CHIPMUNK:
I told you.
Chipmunk is carrying his shotgun. He chambers a shell.
Paul begins to whimper desperately.
PAUL:
Please. Don't. The money. You can still get the money.