--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "curtisdeltablues"
<[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
>
> > As a result of that experience, I strongly believe that concealed
> > carry permits should require a shooting test to demonstrate
> competent> shooting skill. It's bad enough that we have criminals
out
> there with> handguns; the last thing we need on the streets is armed
> law abiding> citizens who can't shoot for shit.
>
> In VA you have to pass a safety test like the one the NRA offers.
>
> But in a life threatening situation we would all suck at shooting a
> real person I suspect. Cops regularly miss people they are trying to
> shoot right in front of them.
INT. APARTMENT - DAY 70.
The bathroom door BURSTS OPEN and the Fourth Man CHARGES out,
silver Magnum raised, FIRING SIX BOOMING SHOTS from his hand
cannon.
FOURTH MAN
Die...die...die...die...!
DOLLY INTO Fourth Man, same as before.
He SCREAM until he's dry firing. Then a look of confusion
crosses his face.
TWO SHOT - JULES AND VINCENT
standing next to each other, unharmed. Amazing as it seems,
none of the Fourth Man's shots appear to have hit anybody.
Jules and Vincent exchange looks like, "Are we hit?" They're
as confused at the shooter. After looking at each other, they
bring their looks up to the Fourth Man.
FOURTH MAN
I don't understand --
The Fourth Man is taken out of the scenario by the two men's
bullets who, unlike his, HIT their marks. He drops DEAD.
The two men lower their guns. Jules, obviously shaken, sits
down in a chair. Vincent, after a moment of respect, shrugs
it off. Then heads toward Marvin in the corner.
VINCENT
Why the fuck didn't you tell us
about that guy in the bathroom?
Slip your mind? Forget he was in
there with a goddamn hand cannon?
JULES
(to himself)
We should be fuckin' dead right
now.
(pause)
Did you see that gun he fired at
us? It was bigger than him.
VINCENT
.357.
JULES
We should be fuckin' dead!
VINCENT
Yeah, we were lucky.
Jules rises, moving toward Vincent.
JULES
That shit wasn't luck. That shit
was somethin' else.
Vincent prepares to leave.
VINCENT
Yeah, maybe.
JULES
That was...divine intervention.
You know what divine intervention
is?
VINCENT
Yeah, I think so. That means God
came down from Heaven and stopped
the bullets.
JULES
Yeah, man, that's what is means.
That's exactly what it means! God
came down from Heaven and stopped
the bullets.
VINCENT
I think we should be going now.
JULES
Don't do that! Don't you fuckin'
do that! Don't blow this shit off!
What just happened was a fuckin'
miracle!
VINCENT
Chill the fuck out, Jules, this
shit happens.
JULES
Wrong, wrong, this shit doesn't
just happen.
VINCENT
Do you wanna continue this
theological discussion in the car,
or at the jailhouse with the cops?
JULES
We should be fuckin' dead now, my
friend! We just witnessed a
miracle, and I want you to fuckin'
acknowledge it!
VINCENT
Okay man, it was a miracle, can we
leave now?
