While all this noise is going on, Mr. White tries to stand
but FALLS DOWN. He somehow makes it to where Mr. Orange
lies.
He lifts Mr. Orange's head, cradling it in his lap and
stroking his brow.
MR. WHITE
(with much effort)
Sorry, kid. Looks like we're
gonna do a little time.
Mr. Orange looks up at him and, with even more of an
effort:
MR. ORANGE
I'm a cop.
Mr. White doesn't say anything, he keeps stroking Orange's
brow.
MR. ORANGE
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
Mr. White lifts his .45 and places the barrel between Mr.
Orange's eyes.
The CAMERA MOVES into an EXTREME C.U. of Mr White.
The SOUNDS of outside STORM inside. We don't see
anything, but we HEAR a bunch of shotguns COCKING.
POLICE FORCE (OS)
Freeze, m*********! Drop yo ur
****** gun!
Mr White looks up at them, smiles, PULLS the trigger.
BANG
We hear a BURST of SHOTGUN FIRE.
Mr. White is BLOWN out of frame, leaving it empty.
Reservoir Dogs... Such a delicate, sensitive movie...