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The Joker (2019) Script

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by Todd Phillips


  So tell us, buddy. What's so

  fucking funny?

  JOKER

  Nothing. I have a condition--

  Joker reaches into his bag to get one of his "Forgive my

  laughter" cards, the third guy sees him reaching and tries to grab the bag from him---

  Joker pulls on it--

  34.

  JOKER

  No. It's just my stuff. I don't

  have anything.

  The guy rips the bag from his hand--

  WALL STREET #3

  I'll tell you what you have,

  asshole.

  Joker gets up from between them to go grab his bag back. The

  two guys are cracking up.

  WALL STREET #3

  You want it back? Here--

  Joker reaches out to grab the bag--

  And the guy tosses it over his head to one of his friends.

  Keeping it away from Joker.

  Three guys in suits tossing a bag around, playing 'monkey in

  *

  the middle' with a clown. THE LIGHTS ON THE TRAIN SEEM TO

  *

  GLOW BRIGHTER AND WE HEAR the drum roll opening to BOBBY

  *

  SHORT singing "Send in the Clowns" Live at the Café Carlyle.

  *

  Joker keeps trying to catch his bag until suddenly--

  WHAP! Out of nowhere one of the guys punches him hard in the face.

  Joker goes down as if in slow motion. Blood coming from his

  nose. He tries to get up, but his feet slip from under him

  and he falls back down--

  WALL STREET #1

  Stay down you freak.

  And the third Wall Street guy starts kicking him--

  The others join in. Surrounding Joker on the ground, kicking

  *

  him deliberately, sadistically, and the music swells--

  *

  BLAM!

  SUDDENLY THE LIGHTS GO BACK DIM, and one of the guys stops

  kicking and falls back dead. Blood splattering on the subway

  wall behind him--

  And we HEAR Bobby Short sing out, picking up from where the

  *

  Wall Street Guy left off--

  *

  35.

  BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)

  *

  Just when I'd stopped opening doors

  *

  Finally knowin' the one that I

  *

  wanted was yours

  *

  BLAM! BLAM! Wall Street #2 goes down--

  Revealing Joker on the ground, opening his eyes to see what

  he did, smoking gun in his hand--

  BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)

  *

  Making my entrance again with my

  *

  usual flair

  *

  Sure of my lines

  *

  No one is there

  *

  The third guy takes off running for the doors that separate

  *

  the cars.

  *

  Joker starts after him, but then stops... turns back to grab

  his bag and his wig, his hands shaking from the adrenaline.

  The train is coming to a stop.

  BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)

  *

  Don't you love farce?

  *

  My fault I fear...

  *

  Joker picks up his bag between the two dead bodies, blood

  *

  everywhere...

  The subway doors wheeze open and Joker steps halfway off the

  train, waiting to see if the third Wall Street guy gets off

  in the car ahead of him. Joker sees him run off--

  38

  EXT. SUBWAY PLATFORM - CONTINUOUS

  38

  The platform is empty, the Wall Street guy is running toward

  the stairs--

  Joker follows--

  Behind them, the train pulls away--

  BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)

  *

  I thought that you'd want what I

  *

  want.

  *

  Sorry, my dear.

  *

  The guy makes his way to the stairs, unaware that Joker is

  behind him--

  BLAM!

  36.

  The third guy falls, tumbling down the stairs. Joker walks

  over to the body and empties the chamber-- BLAM! BLAM!

  *

  BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)

  *

  But where are the clowns?

  *

  Quick, send in the clowns

  *

  Don't bother they're here.

  *

  And as "Send in the Clowns" ends, Joker fires the last shot-- *

  BLAM! He's got nothing left.

  *

  39

  EXT. STREET, ROBINSON SQUARE PARK - NIGHT

  39

  *

  Joker hauls ass out of the subway and makes a mad dash across *

  a busy street, horns honking--

  *

  Running as fast as he can past piles of garbage, he takes a

  *

  sharp turn high-tailing into a small, run-down needle park,

  *

  disappearing into the darkness.

  *

  40

  INT. PUBLIC BATHROOM, ROBINSON SQUARE PARK - NIGHT

  40

  *

  Joker runs into the bathroom, locks the door behind him and

  *

  SUDDENLY EVERYTHING HITS HIM ALL AT ONCE--

  *

  He throws up into the dirty toilet, puking his guts out--

  *

  He finishes, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. And

  *

  pulls the gun out of his waist, looking around for someplace

  *

  to throw it out. Under the sink he sees a rusted, metal grate *

  hanging off the wall covering some pipes.

  *

  Before he bends down, Joker catches his reflection in the

  *

  smudged mirror. Sees himself holding the gun in his hand--

  *

  Beat.

  *

  He raises the gun to his head and pulls the trigger--

  *

  Click.

  *

  It's empty.

  *

  He gets down on his knees, sweat dripping off his face, pulls *

  the grate away from the wall. And tosses the gun away inside. *

  Moves the grate back in place.

  *

  Joker stands back up and turns on the faucets. Rinses out his *

  mouth.

  *

  Looks at his smudged reflection as he starts washing the

  *

  clown make-up off his sweaty face--

  *

  37.

  JOKER

  Hi. Do you like to laugh?

  Water dripping, white grease paint running off his face--

  *

  JOKER

  Remember how I told you that I'm a

  stand-up comedian?

  (again)

  Hi. How are you?

  Beat.

  41

  INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, LOBBY - LATER

  41

  Joker enters his building with great urgency. No time for the *

  elevator, he takes the stairs. Two at a time.

  He races up the stairwell.

  42

  INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUS

  42

  When he gets to his floor, instead of making a left toward

  his apartment-- He makes a right, toward Sophie's. He stops

  at her door. Out of breath.

  Knocks.

  He hears footsteps. Quickly pulls the folded-up flyer out of

  his pocket.

  The peephole in the door
goes dark and then light again. He

  hears locks unlocking. Sophie opens the door halfway--

  *

  Joker looks down at his feet--

  *

  JOKER

  Hi. Do you like to laugh?

  *

  SOPHIE

  *

  What?

  *

  JOKER

  *

  (continuing without taking

  *

  a breath)

  *

  Remember the other day when I told

  *

  you about my stand-up comedy. Well,

  I'm doing a set next Thursday and

  I'm inviting a bunch of my friends

  and I was wondering if maybe you

  wanted to come and check it out.

  38.

  He reaches out to give Sophie the flyer, she opens the door

  *

  wider-- He notices her face, sees her eyes are red.

  *

  JOKER

  Were you crying? Why are you

  crying?

  Beat.

  SOPHIE

  I had a bad day.

  JOKER

  I'm sorry. I, I didn't--

  SOPHIE

  It's okay. How would you know.

  JOKER

  What happened?

  SOPHIE

  I got fired. From the bank.

  Joker takes a deep breath and smiles without realizing it,

  hoping he doesn't start to laugh.

  JOKER

  What for?

  SOPHIE

  Because,-- I don't know. It doesn't

  fucking matter. I don't know what

  I'm gonna do.

  And she starts crying again. Joker doesn't move. Just stands

  in the doorway awkward.

  JOKER

  (finally)

  Okay. Well, all the info is right

  there on the flyer.

  He starts to walk away, then turns back to her--

  JOKER

  You know they say laughter is the

  best medicine.

  Sophie wipes her eyes and manages a smile.

  SOPHIE

  Is that what they say?

  39.

  Joker just nods yes and walks back toward his mother's

  apartment.

  43

  INT. DEPT. OF HEALTH, OFFICE - MORNING

  43

  JOKER SITS ACROSS from the same Social Worker from the

  opening scene. Same depressing office.

  She stares at him for a beat, clearly annoyed.

  SOCIAL WORKER

  We spoke about this last time,

  Arthur. You're supposed to bring

  your journal with you.

  JOKER

  Well I didn't think you were going

  to read it.

  SOCIAL WORKER

  You said it didn't bother you.

  JOKER

  I lied. Everything bothers me.

  SOCIAL WORKER

  What about it bothered you?

  JOKER

  It's personal. It's my private

  thoughts. Plus it contains original

  comedy material that I don't feel

  comfortable handing over to you.

  She looks at him and shakes her head. Not in the mood to deal

  with this.

  SOCIAL WORKER

  Arthur, I have some bad news for

  you.

  He looks up, intrigued.

  SOCIAL WORKER

  They've cut our funding. We're

  closing down our offices next week.

  He looks around, just noticing some MOVING BOXES stacked

  against the wall.

  JOKER

  So where will we be meeting?

  40.

  SOCIAL WORKER

  We won't be. The city's cut funding

  across the board. Social services

  is part of that.

  Joker nods, not hating the idea.

  JOKER

  Okay.

  SOCIAL WORKER

  They don't give a shit about people

  like you, Arthur. You don't have a

  voice and they don't really care

  what happens to you or to us for

  that matter.

  He sits there for a moment. And then it dawns on him--

  JOKER

  How am I gonna get my medication?

  Beat.

  44

  INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, KITCHEN - MORNING

  44

  CLOSE ON A COUPLE OF PILLS, as they get crushed up.

  CLOSE ON THE RESIDUE, as it's sprinkled on top of a bowl of

  oatmeal.

  MOM (OS)

  Happy! Come in here. Thomas Wayne

  is on TV.

  Joker takes a couple of pills for himself. Looks inside. Not

  many left. He looks over at the orange cat sitting on the

  counter, purring loudly, watching him.

  MOM (OS)

  Quick! Come.

  45

  INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS

  45

  Joker walks in carrying her breakfast. She waves him over to

  her bed.

  MOM

  They're interviewing him about

  those horrible murders on the

  subway last week.

  41.

  JOKER

  Why are they talking to him?

  His mother shushes him. Joker sits on the end of the bed next

  to her. It's one of those "Good Morning, Gotham" shows.

  THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV)

  --as you know, Jerry, all three of

  them worked at Wayne Investments,

  and they were the best of the best.

  Solid young men.

  A small smirk registers on Joker's face when photos of the

  THREE WALL STREET GUYS come up on the screen.

  THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV)

  And while I didn't know them

  personally, like all Wayne

  employees, past and present, they

  were family.

  Joker's mom perks up at that--

  MOM

  You hear that! I told you. We're

  family.

  ANGLE ON TELEVISION, footage of GRAFFITI around the city.

  "KILL THE RICH" spray painted on a storefront. "F*CK WALL

  STREET" written on a subway wall. "RESIST" scrawled across a billboard.

  "GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV)

  There now seems to be a groundswell

  of anti-rich sentiment in the city.

  It's almost as if our less

  fortunate residents have taken the

  side of the killer.

  THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV)

  Yes and it's a shame. It's one of

  the reasons I'm considering a run

  for mayor. Gotham has lost its way.

  "GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV)

  Are you announcing your candidacy?

  THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV)

  (smiles)

  No comment.

  We hear his mother gasp, excited.

  42.

  "GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV)

  What about the eyewitness report of

  the suspect being a man in clown

  make-up or a clown mask-- Care to

  comment on that?

  Joker leans in, intrigued. The camera zooms in closer to

  Thomas Wayne on the screen...

  THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV)

  It makes total sense to me. What

  kind of coward would do something

  that cold-blooded? Someone who

  hides behind a mask. Someone who's

  envious of those more fortunate

  than themselves, yet too scared to

  show their own face.

  (to camera)

  And until that jealousy ends, those

  of us who've made a good life for
r />   ourselves will always look at those

  who haven't as nothing but clowns.

  CUT TO:

  46

  INT. COMEDY CLUB, BACKSTAGE HALLWAY - NIGHT

  46

  JOKER'S POV, slowly walking down the hall -- as if in slow

  motion -- toward a curtain at the end, spotlight bleeding

  through, other wannabe comics looking at him as he passes--

  CLOSE ON JOKER, eyeing the others, sweat beading on his

  forehead--

  He gets to the curtain, the light, pulls his worn joke-

  notebook out of his back pocket. Glancing into the room he

  sees it's a pretty good crowd. Sees Sophie taking a seat in

  the back.

  Wheeling back into the dark hallway, he catches his breath in

  the shadows--

  And starts BANGING HIS HEAD BACK against the wall--

  He hears the EMCEE from the stage.

  EMCEE (OS)

  This next comic describes himself

  as a lifelong Gotham resident who

  from a young age was always told

  that "his purpose in life was to

  bring joy and laughter into this

  cold, dark world." Ummm. Okay.

  43.

  He hears the crowd laugh.

  EMCEE (OS)

  Please help me welcome Arthur

  Fleck!

  There is a smattering of applause.

  CUT TO:

  JOKER STEPPING ON STAGE, out under the spotlight, lifts the

  microphone in front of his mouth, the light so bright he

  can't see faces in the dark audience, his hand trembling

  holding onto his worn notebook--

  He takes a deep breath, looks out at the dark crowd, and

  opens his mouth.

  And starts to laugh. His eyes go wide. God no, not now. A

  terrified look comes to his face under the laughter. He just

  keeps laughing. The crowd is just staring back at him.

  Finally he composes himself--

  JOKER

  (trying to stop himself

  from laughing)

  -- good evening, hello.

  (deep breath; trying to

  stop laughing)

  Good to be here.

  (keeps cracking up)

  I, I hated school as a kid. But my

  mother would always say,--

  (bad imitation of his mom,

  still laughing)

  "You should enjoy it. One day

  you'll have to work for a living."

  (laughs)

  "No I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be a

  comedian!"

  Dead silence. Except for Joker, who's still cracking up.

  CUT TO:

  47

  EXT. COMEDY CLUB, CHINATOWN STREET - NIGHT

  47

  *

  Joker and Sophie walking out of the club after the show, the

  audience trickles out around them. Nobody looking in Joker's

  direction, nobody says anything to him, maybe one or two even

  cracking up at him behind his back. Garbage bags crowding the *

  narrow street, lit up by the bright signs.

  *

  44.

  Joker and Sophie walk a ways without saying a word. Awkward

  silence.

  Then--

  JOKER

  So, did you laugh? Really couldn't

  see much from up there.

 

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