(Evening time in an upscale suburban neighborhood. Joe fiddles with the tool kit looking for a pick-axe. He stands up and turns to the family he and his accomplices have bound and gagged. He turns on the television for them to watch. downstairs, his fellow criminals toil digging a hole) DARRYL: (standing in deep hole in the basement) You know, we'd get through this foundation a lot quicker with that pick-axe. Where's your dumb cousin? BLAKE: He ain't dumb. And don't worry about him. Just keep working. (begins shoveling) BLAKE: Ain't our job to think. It's our job to dig. BLAKE: Maybe just a peek.
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| - (Evening time in an upscale suburban neighborhood. Joe fiddles with the tool kit looking for a pick-axe. He stands up and turns to the family he and his accomplices have bound and gagged. He turns on the television for them to watch. downstairs, his fellow criminals toil digging a hole) DARRYL: (standing in deep hole in the basement) You know, we'd get through this foundation a lot quicker with that pick-axe. Where's your dumb cousin? BLAKE: He ain't dumb. And don't worry about him. Just keep working. (begins shoveling) BLAKE: Ain't our job to think. It's our job to dig. BLAKE: Maybe just a peek.
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| - (Evening time in an upscale suburban neighborhood. Joe fiddles with the tool kit looking for a pick-axe. He stands up and turns to the family he and his accomplices have bound and gagged. He turns on the television for them to watch. downstairs, his fellow criminals toil digging a hole) DARRYL: (standing in deep hole in the basement) You know, we'd get through this foundation a lot quicker with that pick-axe. Where's your dumb cousin? BLAKE: He ain't dumb. And don't worry about him. Just keep working. (begins shoveling) DARRYL: (after finding a metal box in the soil and climbing out of the hole) What do you think's in it? BLAKE: Ain't our job to think. It's our job to dig. DARRYL: We're getting paid a lot of money for this. It's got to be something valuable. BLAKE: That's exactly the kind of thinking that found us trouble in Texas. DARRYL: Yeah? (studies the box) We made a lot of money back in Texas. BLAKE: Maybe just a peek. (the lightbulb above their heads shatters as they open the large black box. both men go into a trance and begin to bleed from the nose and ears. Joe returns to the basement, finds his crew and panics. he closes the box, runs upstairs, finds the family in a zombie-like trance and bleeding from the head. Joe flees the house with the box)
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