Reservoir Cats

Fiction. No references to anyone

(On the fourth floor of a 20 floors building which is under construction, you find two people talking)

Vega : What the hell did you do?
Jules : I couldn't do anything. What would you have done if you were there.
Vega : I wasn't there, why the hell should I do any thing.
Jules : I was.... Listen I tried my best to carry the case with me. But when I had to choose between the case and my life, I chose life.
Vega : Your ass.
Jules : Ok. Cool it. What do we do now?
Vega : (thinking.. he repeats what Jules said) What do we do now?
Vega : Here is what we do. As you lost the major portion of the money in the case you carried, you loose 20 % of your share. We split what ever is there in my case. 70 ... 30. Ofcourse 70 for me.
Jules : (swiftly took out his gun and aimed at Vega's face) Tell that one more time.
Vega : You don't understand the nigger speaking? 70 for me and 30 for you.
Jules : Tell that one more god damn time and I will shoot your punk ass.
Vega : Hey bloody, but your revolver is staring at my face.
Jules : Well then turn back..
Jules : or I give you another option - make it 50 50.
Vega : I prefer first option. Lemme turn back. Hold your fire.

(Vega kinda makes a quick turn and before he turned he reaches for his gun tucked in his pants, pulls it out and shoots his partner's left leg in the knee cap. Blood sprinkle all over the floor. His knee bone is visible through the hole made by the bullet on his pants.)

Vega : Whats it buddy ? What happened?

(Jules unable to stand, seeks help from Vega, but in vain. He falls down on the floor with a thud)

Jules : You.... sssiiccckkkk..... ss..sss..shit.. What did you do to me ?
Vega : Well you know what I did.

(Jules trembling)

Jules : Heck... I ...I didn't mean any thing. I was just playing around with you. My gun is not even loaded.
Vega : Well mine is. You definitely know that now.
Jules : Bullshit ! Pshyco ! I can't stand the pain. Give me some pain killer or take me to the hospital asap.
Vega : And should I call the police too ?

(Jules groans)

Vega : OK. OK. OK. lemme get you outta this place first.

(Vega gets his partner on the back seat of the car, makes him lie down and he starts driving)

Vega : (driving) OK now tell me. Why were you so careless ?
Jules : To let you shoot me ?
Vega : Nope. To let the security get the briefcase away from you.
Jules : Look I had to run like hell when they were trying shooting my ass, I jumped over the reception table and my briefcase slipped outta my hand. If I turned back to pick the case I would have got a bullet in my head.
Vega : ha ha.. now you got one in your knee.
Jules : Do you know how it feels like when you get shot in your knee ?
Vega : I am seeing you. I guess I know
(Jules groaning in pain)
Jules : I better keep my mouth shut.
Vega : Good for you.

(The car comes to a halt infront of an hospital, Vega opens his suitcase, makes a rough estimate of the money in it. Picks 50 % of it and throws them on Jules's face)

Vega : You are infront of an hospital. I divided it 50 .. 50 as you asked. And if you can use anything present inside your head, you will know where to find me.

(Vega gently gets out of the car and walks away with his briefcase)