"Shoot me! For God's sake, shoot me!

Driver starts to turn in the driver's seat!

Sheldon brings up his hands to reach through the open window

to grab Sonny's rifle barrel, pushes it away, aiming out

windshield.

Mulvaney sees them beginning their move and starts to duck.

Sal begins to see movement out of the corner of his eyes and

is barely beginning to react.

DRIVER TURNING HAS A GUN OVER THE BACK OF THE SEAT!

Sonny sees it, and Sheldon's hand grabbing the barrel of his

gun at the same moment.

Sheldon drives hard into the side of the limo, reaching in.

Mulvaney grabs the girl next to him and pulls her by the

hair down toward the floor.

Sal, open-mouthed with amazement, is a split-second late

bringing his gun up.

Driver completes his turn and has his gun leveled at Sal

between Miriam and Margaret in middle row.

Sheldon grabs his rifle barrel and pulls hard. Sonny lets

it go.

Sal stares at the gun barrel, trying to get his gun up...

Driver FIRES.

Mulvaney hits the floor.

Sheldon holds Sonny's gun.

Sonny, CLOSE, watches.

Sal, hit, slams back into the seat; the gun flies upward.

Another SHOT hits him, flinging his head back.

Driver holds his third shot, turns to Sonny - holds gun to

his temple.

Sonny looks down so he can see fully as:

Sal's head snaps back for a split second and stares directly

into Sonny's eyes, upside down.

He stares sadly, into Sonny's eyes. As though he knew it

all along -- betrayed.

And dies.

The SHOT is ECHOING. Now SCREAMS, YELLS, SLAMMING doors,

panic... Sonny's voice: "Shoot me! For God's sake, shoot

me!"

Dog Day Afternoon, Frank Pierson