The PEACHUM house. PEACHUM, surrounded by luggage, fusses with the straps on a suitcase. BROWN appears with a gun.
BROWN
All that work for nothing …
PEACHUM
What happened to my men?
BROWN
They died.
PEACHUM
Well … I’m sure you had no choice.
BROWN
I’d like to revisit our plan for a moment. You were supposed to deliver those three financial giants to me completely compromised and ready for indictment.
PEACHUM
And you were supposed to give me a pardon from the governor that wasn’t a fake.
BROWN
Which you knew I had no intention of doing all along. So you decided very early on in our discussions to turn my plan into a plan of your own and yield for yourself a very large profit.
PEACHUM
Which you knew I would.
BROWN
Well, at least, I certainly hoped so.
PEACHUM
And so now you’re here for your share.
BROWN
If by my “share” you mean all of it, then yes.
PEACHUM
Well, I had a partner.
BROWN
I’ll deal with Mac later. Where’s the money?
PEACHUM
In one of these, I imagine. Myrna packed it.
BROWN
And where is the lovely Myrna at the moment?
PEACHUM
I believe she’s … eating.
BROWN
Anyone I know? (pointing to a suitcase) Open it up.
PEACHUM
(opening the suitcase) I disliked you immediately, by the way. (showing him the money) The way you dressed, the snotty way you talked, the way you –
BROWN
Okay, that’s enough.
He shoots PEACHUM in the heart. PEACHUM falls to the floor, dead. BROWN moves towards the suitcase as MYRNA rushes into the room with a machine gun.
MYRNA
(screaming) You basstarrrrd! You killed my lovely man! You rotten … (can’t get the machine gun to fire) … What the –
BROWN
Yes. They can be a little bit unreliable.
BROWN shoots MYRNA dead. He picks up the suitcase and leaves.
Blackout.