15 Minutes (2001)

by John Herzfeld.

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FADE IN
 
on the words CZECH AIRLINE.  We are panning across the words
on the side of the plane.
 
INT. AIRPLANE
 
ANGLE DOWN
 
on a tray table.  Crumpled Czech bills and coins are on it.
Hands are counting the money.  The airline hostess announces
the arrival at JFK - in CZECH.  A hand reaches into a breast
pocket - pulling out two passports.  One is opened.  Belongs
to EMIL SLOVAK.  The next passport belongs to OLEG RAZGUL.
The hand passes the Oleg Razgul passport to the man next to
him.  We notice several empty airline bottles of vodka and a
small disposable camera on Oleg's tray table.  The passport
is set down.  Oleg picks it up.  We hear Emil's voice in
CZECH.  The scene is subtitled in ENGLISH.
 
              EMIL (V.O.)
       Just do what I do.  Say the same thing I
       say.  Don't open your mouth.
 
              OLEG (V.O.)
       Okay.
 
INT. PASSPORT CONTROL - KENNEDY AIRPORT - DAY
 
CAMERA DOLLIES down a long line of passengers.  They are
split into two lines - one for Americans, the other for
visitors.  CAMERA finally arrives at EMIL SLOVAK.  An
unshaven Czech in his mid-30's.  Tall, scraggly beard.
Piercing blue eyes.  He's dressed in an outdated suit.  His
eyes are alert, cunning and smart.
 
OLEG RAZGUL, stands in line behind Emil.  Oleg is big.  Not
tall - but wide.  A wrestler's body.  Emil looks at Oleg.
(The following is in CZECH and subtitled in ENGLISH.)
 
              EMIL
       Don't fool around.
 
              OLEG
       Okay.
 
Oleg holds up his disposable camera - at arms length - to
take a picture of himself.
 
              EMIL
       Did you hear what I said?
 
              OLEG
       I want to document my trip to America.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Next.
              (Emil steps up)
       Could I see your documents, please?
 
              EMIL
       Yes sir.
 
He hands the passport to the officer who runs it through an
image swipe.  Emil glances furtively back to Oleg.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       What is your intended purpose of your
       visit to the United States?
 
              EMIL
       Two weeks holiday.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       How much money are you carrying with
       you?
 
              EMIL
       I have five-hundred dollars.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Can you show me?  Sir, no cameras in the
       FIS area!
 
Oleg was about to take a picture of Emil and the Immigration
Officer.  Oleg puts the camera away.  Smiles sheepishly.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER (CONT'D)
              (to Emil)
       Is he with you?  Are you travelling
       together?
 
              EMIL
       Yes.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Please join us.
              (to Oleg)
       Come on forward.
 
              EMIL
       Is there a problem?
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       No, you're travelling together.  I want
       to talk to you together.  Hi, how are
       you?  Can I take a look at your
       documents?
              (takes Oleg's passport)
       Are you related?
 
              OLEG
       Yes...he's my friend.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Okay.  You're a Czech national and
       you're a Russian national.  How do you
       know one another?
 
Oleg starts to speak, but Emil cuts him off.
 
              EMIL
       We are both from Prague.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
              (to Oleg)
       How long are you planning to stay?
 
              EMIL
       Two weeks.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       I'd like to speak for himself, okay?
 
              EMIL
       He doesn't speak English.
 
              OLEG
       I speak English.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
              (to Oleg)
       Then answer my questions.  Where were
       you planning to stay during the two
       weeks that you're here?
 
              OLEG
       New York.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Yes, we're in New York now.  But where
       are you planning to stay in New York?
 
              OLEG
       A cheap hotel.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       What are you coming here to do?
 
              OLEG
       I'm here for movies.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Movies...to be in the movies or to see
       movies?
 
              OLEG
       Yes.  No.  Both.  When I was a boy, I
       see movie at school called "It's a
       Wonderful Life" directed by Frank Capra.
       Ever since I want to come to America.
       Land of the free.  Home of the brave.  A
       land where anyone can be anything. As
       long as they are white.
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Excuse me?
 
              EMIL
       He made joke, bad joke.  First time on
       airplane...
 
The SUPERVISOR comes over to see what the problem is:
 
              IMMIGRATION OFFICER
       Well, they've got valid visas, but they
       don't have much money.  Uh... and I'm
       not...uh, I think there's a possibility
       they may be coming to live and reside.
 
              SUPERVISOR
       Look how long the line is.  We gotta
       move 'em out.  I'll take them down to
       secondary.
 
Emil looks at Oleg, pissed.
 
INT. P.B. HERMAN'S RESTAURANT - DAY
 
The place is empty except for one table at the end of the
bar.  EDDIE FLEMMING, Manhattan's most famous detective, and
his savvy, black partner, LEON JACKSON are having cocktails.
Eddie is smoothly handsome, tough, smart and tired.  Not only
is he the best homicide detective Manhattan has ever seen,
he's continually mentioned in New York columns and has been
the subject of several magazine articles.  There's even been
a TV movie about one of his biggest cases.  Leon has been
with Eddie a long time and was also featured in the TV movie.
 
Sitting with Eddie and Leon is ROBERT HAWKINS, host and star
reporter for the tabloid show, "Top Story."  Hawkins is also
the best in the business and has dealt with them all: Joey
Buttafuco and Amy Fisher, Lorena Bobbit and OJ.
 
Wait staff bustles in the b.g. doing the morning set up.
Hawkins listens as Eddie, cigar in hand, finishes a "war
story" and a vodka tonic at the same time.
 
              EDDIE
       So we're waitin' to hit this warrant -
       we got Emergency Service with the heavy
       weapons standin' by - ready to go.  I
       say, lemme get a cigar outta the car.  I
       go to get the cigar and BOOM!  All the
       sudden I turn around and a kid with a
       shotgun let one go.  Right where I was
       standin'.  That coulda been it.  I
       coulda had my head blown off and for
       what?  Some stupid kid got panicky,
       takes the safety off and it's over.  If
       I hadn't gone back for that cigar - for
       a bad habit - I would've had my head
       blown off.
 
              HAWKINS
       Jesus Christ.
 
PAULIE, the owner, walks up.
 
              PAULIE
       Speakin' of bad habits, everybody okay?
 
              HAWKINS
       Another martini.
 
              LEON
       Coffee for me, I gotta slow down.
 
              EDDIE
       Vodka tonic.
 
              LEON
              (rethinks it)
       Maybe you could just put in a shot of
       Martell?
 
Paulie takes the drinks off the table and an empty bottle of
vodka.
 
              LEON (CONT'D)
              (of Eddie's story)
       It was freaky, I'll tell you.  Stupid
       kid.
 
              EDDIE
       What's the kid gonna say - sorry?
       Meanwhile I'm not here anymore.
       Like last week - we were at the morgue
       and this guy was all chopped up - spleen
       here - liver there - his heart in a pan.
       Six hours ago this guy was walkin' his
       dog or buyin' a quart of milk.  Who
       knows?  But some kid's robbed him for $3
       or some shit and shot him and now you
       can't tell if he's a piece of beef or a
       human being and I'm thinkin' that's me.
       Sooner or later.  That's me.
 
              HAWKINS
       Sooner or later that's everybody.
 
              EDDIE
       Not chopped up.  Not chopped up like
       that.  I mean, what do I got left?
       Coupla articles.  A medal or two.
       Plaque here and there and in a coupla
       years no one remembers me anymore.
 
              HAWKINS
       I think you're getting a little moody
       there, Eddie.
 
              EDDIE
       I'm not moody.
 
Hawkins and Leon share a look.
 
              HAWKINS
       Isn't he a little moody?
 
              LEON
       Of course he's moody.  He thinks he's in
       love.
 
              HAWKINS
       In love?  With who?
 
Paulie delivers the drinks and sets some cigars on the table.
Takes a seat next to Eddie.  Eddie asks Hawkins.
 
              EDDIE
       How old are your kids?
 
              HAWKINS
       My kids?  Let's see...Susan's 15.
       Aundrea's 9.  Don't tell me you're
       thinking about having a kid!  How old
       are you?  Never mind.
       Let me just tell you this: Every stupid
       cliche you hear about kids - they change
       your life, they make you a better
       person, they make you whole...
              (beat)
       It's all true!  Before I had kids when
       friends talked about their kids, I
       wanted to vomit.  Now -- I get it.  Am I
       right, Leon?
 
              LEON
       Absomotherfuckin'lutely.  You can have
       all three of my ex-wives.  But somebody
       so much as looks sideways at my four
       girls -- I'd kill 'em.
              (takes out his wallet)
       You haven't seen my youngest have you?
 
As he hands pictures to Hawkins his cell phone rings.
 
              LEON (CONT'D)
       Yeah?
 
              HAWKINS
       Paulie, you've got kids, right?
 
              PAULIE
       My kids don't talk to me anymore but
       they were great when they were young.
 
              LEON
              (into the phone)
       Sure it's him?  Great!
              (collapses the phone)
       Unique's home.
 
They all rise from the table.
 
              EDDIE
       Paulie, I need the cure.
 
              PAULIE
       Step into my office.
 
Leon and Hawkins sit back down as Eddie and Paulie leave.
 
              HAWKINS
       So you got your kids listening to Opera?
       You still singing in the church on the
       weekends?
 
INT. SECONDARY IMMIGRATION OFFICE - DAY
 
Now other officers are questioning Emil and Oleg.  They've
been there a while.  The SECONDARY OFFICER is looking Oleg.
 
              SECONDARY OFFICER
       Okay.  You work in a vodka factory.  I
       understand that.
              (to Emil)
       And what kind of work do you do?
 
              EMIL
       I am butcher.
 
              SECONDARY OFFICER
       You're a butcher?  What do you use pig
       intestines for?
 
              EMIL
       You stuff sausage in it.
 
              SECONDARY OFFICER
       And what do you do with the bones?
 
              EMIL
       Dog food.
 
Emil looks at Oleg.  Blaming his stupid responses at Passport
Control for their detainment.
 
              SECONDARY OFFICER
       Are you married?
 
              EMIL
       No.  Are you proposing?
 
ANGLE UP
 
through a thousand ICE CUBES.  A face plunges towards us...
 
INT. MENS ROOM
 
Eddie has his back to us as he dunks his face into a sink
full of ice.  He dries his face, looks into his bloodshot
eyes.  Presents a small black ring box to the mirror.
 
              EDDIE
       Will you marry me?  Wanna get married?
       What are you doin' Saturday?
 
Leon enters.  Eddie turns.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       I'm gonna propose.
 
              LEON
       When?
 
              EDDIE
       Tomorrow.  At lunch.
 
              LEON
       You ready?
 
Eddie leans back and drops some Visine in his eyes.  Turns.
 
              EDDIE
       The thrill of the hunt.  I love it.
 
EXT. TIMES SQUARE - DAY
 
Oleg and Emil stare at the bright lights - all the nonstop
action.  Each stands with an old suitcase.
 
              OLEG
              (in Russian)
       Look.  Times Square.  Just like in the
       movies!
 
              EMIL
              (in Czech)
       Don't speak Russian!
 
              OLEG
              (in Russian)
       Why?  Why do I always have to speak to
       you in Czech?
 
              EMIL
              (in Czech)
       Because I don't like your ugly language.
       I heard enough of it in school!  Now
       speak Czech or English.  And don't fool
       around anymore.  You almost got us
       thrown out!
 
Emil pulls out an envelope with Milos' address on it.  This
is who they came to see.  Emil hails a CAB.  Oleg is staring
inside a camera store - at himself on a monitor.  A
videocamera's pointed out in the street.
 
              OLEG
       Look.  New videocameras.  Color
       viewfinder.  Image stabilization.
       Solarization.  Night vision.
 
              EMIL
       We have no money.  Come on.
 
Oleg stares at the videocamera - dying to have one like this.
Emil slides into the cab.
 
              CABBIE
       Where you wanna go, buddy?
 
Emil pulls out the post-marked envelope.  Points to the
return address on it and passes it through the slot to the
Cabbie.
 
              EMIL
       Here.
 
Emil looks out the window - no sign of Oleg.  Then, Oleg
hurries out the camera store, gripping something inside his
coat.  He flings both suitcases in the trunk, SLAMS it shut
and jumps in the back seat.  He opens his jacket - pulling
out the VIDEOCAMERA he just stole.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Go!
 
Oleg smiles sheepishly at Emil.
 
 
EXT. SPANISH HARLEM - DAY
 
Eddie's car pulls up.  Eddie, Leon and Hawkins get out.
 
              HAWKINS
       So what's unique?
 
              EDDIE
       Not what.  Who.
 
Eddie passes Hawkins a Polaroid - of a woman on a bed -
covered in blood.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       He's from Antigua.  His girlfriend was
       taking too long to put her make-up on.
       they were late for a party.  Stabbed her
       with a beer bottle.
 
              HAWKINS
       That's unique.
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah.  And he still went to the party.
 
Leon moves to a LOOKOUT - gives him a twenty.
 
              LOOKOUT
       Top floor.  Back room.
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah.  I make big cases, they make the
       news and I look good.  But the problem
       with becoming a star is downtown.  They
       shoot at stars.  Now be quiet.  Shhh.
 
As they reach the doorway - Eddie surprises two crackheads.
Waves them off.  They hurry away.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       I hope this prick doesn't run.  My knees
       are killing me.  Stay behind me.
 
              HAWKINS
       You're worried for my safety.  I'm
       touched.
 
Eddie flattens against the building - watches Unique descend
the fire escape.
 
              HAWKINS (CONT'D)
       Ready?
 
              EDDIE
       Keep them out of my way.
 
              HAWKINS
       Okay.  You ready?
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah, yeah.  Jesus.
 
Eddie closes in.
 
              HAWKINS
              (into his cell phone)
       COME ON!  COME ON!  YOU FUCKING GUYS,
       LET'S MOVE IT!
 
Unique is climbing down the fire escape - before he gets to
the bottom, Leon bursts through a door behind him and kicks
the fire escape, sending Unique flying into the alley.  Where
he lands dropping his gun.
 
Eddie pulls him off the ground as Leon scoops the gun up.
 
              EDDIE
       What's your rush?  Going to a party?
 
              UNIQUE
       Why you chasin' me, man?
 
              EDDIE
       I don't know.  You always come outta
       your house that way?
 
              UNIQUE
       It's not my house, man.  I don't live
       here.
 
              EDDIE
       Well, sounds like burglary to me.
 
Leon cuffs Unique who recognizes Eddie.
 
              UNIQUE
       I know you man.
 
An unmarked van comes tearing into the scene.  Disgorges a
mini-cam team that starts filming but they missed the bust.
 
              HAWKINS
              (to Eddie)
       Any chance we can do that again?
 
              EDDIE
       Again?  I didn't wanna do it the first
       time.
 
 
EXT. EAST SIDE - LATE DAY
 
The cab is in front of an old five-story brownstone.  Oleg
gets the bags out of the trunk as Emil tucks the envelope
into his jacket, then steps up to the old building.  He looks
back at Oleg - who's VIDEOTAPING him.
 
              EMIL
       Turn that off!  Get the bags.
 
              OLEG
       Why should I carry your bag?  I am not a
       dog.
 
              EMIL
       For five years I paid for your
       stupidness - you'll carry my bag for the
       rest of my life if I say so.
              (challenging)
       Unless you refuse, Oleg.
 
Oleg looks at Emil.  Even though Oleg is stronger than Emil,
he fears him.  He picks up both bags.  Emil searches the
occupant list over the buzzers to the apartment building.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       There.  5RW.
 
Emil pushes ten of the buzzers except 5RW.  A BUZZER clicks
and Emil pushes it open.
 
INT. MILOS' APARTMENT BUILDING - STAIRWELL - DAY
 
The brownstone has no elevator so Emil and Oleg climb the
stairs... Oleg cradling his camera.  Emil notices a crack
pipe on the floor and picks it up.  Smells the bowl.
 
              OLEG
       What?
 
              EMIL
       Smell like chemicals...for smoking
       drugs.
 
Emil pockets the pipe and climbs to the top floor, moving
down the dirty hallway to a corner door.
 
INT. MILOS' APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - DAY
 
He KNOCKS...FOOTSTEPS approach.  The door is opened by MILOS -
a 40-year-old Czech, dressed in stained plumbers overalls.
He  is surprised to see Emil and Oleg in his doorway.  Oleg
films him...
 
              MILOS
       Emil???!
 
              EMIL
       Surprise!  Surprise!
 
Milos shoots a look across the tiny kitchen to TAMINA, his
comely wife.
 
INT. MILOS' APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
 
Emil pushes his way inside.  Oleg follows.  Milos wears
plumbers overalls but Emil notices sports a Rolex.  Tamina
has on a faded dress but despite their cheaply furnished
apartment she wears an expensive brushed gold necklace,
bracelet and big pearl earrings.  The room is furnished with
kitsch from Disney World and Las Vegas.  The only anomaly is
a HUGE SONY TRINITRON HOME ENTERTAINMENT CENTER.  (The
following is in Czech and subtitled in English.)
 
              EMIL
       Your sister said she didn't know where
       you were so you shouldn't write to her
       with return address if you're hiding.
 
              MILOS
       Did you hurt her?
 
              EMIL
       You know me...I never hurt anybody.
       Where's the money?
 
              OLEG
       Hello, Tamina.
 
Oleg is looking Tamina over.  Milos - though scared - barks
at Oleg.
 
              MILOS
       Take your eyes off her, Oleg!
              (to Emil)
       Look.  It wasn't my fault you two were
       caught.
              (of Oleg)
       It's his fault.  Trying to get the bank
       clerk's phone number?!  I wasn't going
       to wait!!!
 
              EMIL
       Milos.  Get my money!
 
Oleg videotapes the scene.
 
CLOSE ON AN AJAR DOOR
 
All we see behind it is a WOMAN'S FACE and her wet hair - she
obviously came from the shower and we see the towel wrapped
around her.
 
              MILOS
              (nervously)
       We spent it!
 
              EMIL
       Ha. Ha.
 
              MILOS
       Look at the way we live.  I'm a plumber.
       You think I'd be working if I had
       money?!
 
Emil, pissed, moves to a wood block and pulls out a KITCHEN
KNIFE.  He grabs Tamina roughly, putting the blade to her
throat.
 
              MILOS (CONT'D)
       Emil.  Put down the knife.
 
Milos looks at his wife - who is terrified.
 
              MILOS (CONT'D)
       Emil.  I'll help you.
 
Milos closes the gap between him and Emil - trying to calm
him by talking softly.
 
              MILOS (CONT'D)
       I can get you a job.
 
              EMIL
       A job?
 
              MILOS
       Yes, the money is good.
 
              EMIL
       As a plumber?!
 
              MILOS
       It's easy to learn.
 
              EMIL
       A job??  As a plumber???  You think I
       come to America to work!
 
              MILOS
       We started over, you can too.
 
              EMIL
              (furious)
       You spent all the money while I was in
       prison?  Now you tell me to get a job
       fixing toilets?!?
 
Emil pulls the knife away from Tamina - then angrily PLUNGES
it toward Milos' chest!
 
Oleg videotapes it.  Then lowers the camera - shocked that
Emil killed Milos.
 
Blood sprays Tamina's face.  She tries to run but Oleg grabs
her, not noticing her brushed gold bracelet falls to the
floor.  He covers her mouth as he points the videocamera at
Emil who STABS Tamina - absolutely enraged!
 
THE WOMAN BEHIND THE DOOR
 
flees...Emil hears NOISE in the bedroom - a window opening.
Emil kicks the bedroom door open.  Sees the window leading to
the fire escape.  He dashes to it.  Sees four flights down -
the WOMAN, wearing a summer dress.  Barefoot.  Her hair still
wet.
 
She looks up.  She is beautiful and terrified.  She runs
down the alley.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       She saw!
 
Emil hurries toward the bathroom.  She just got out of the
shower.  Her underwear and purse are draped over a chair.
Emil grabs the purse.  Finds a CZECHOSLOVAKIAN PASSPORT.  He
opens the cover, stares at her photo and name.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Daphne Hanlova.
 
There's one stamp in the passport - from the U.S. when she
arrived - June 16, 1998.  Underneath is written - 6 MONTH
STAY.  Emil flips through the rest of the passport - all
blank pages.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Six month visa.  Still here two years
       later.  They'll deport her if she goes
       to Police.
 
Emil pockets Daphne's passport and wallet, scoops up her
shoes and jacket - enters the kitchen and dumps them on the
floor.  He tears through the kitchen cabinets, throwing cans
and bottles aside.
 
              OLEG
       What are you looking for?
 
Emil finds nail polish remover - looks at the bodies.
 
              EMIL
       I'm going to make a bohemian barbecue.
 
Emil draws the kitchen curtains plunging the room into
darkness.
 
EXT. CENTRAL PARK - NIGHT
 
A face comes from the darkness.  It's an athletically
handsome man, jogging out of a tunnel towards us.  He's in a
tie and jacket in Central Park at NIGHT.
He is JORDAN (JORDY) WARSAW.  A sensitive man of rugged
honesty.  He runs down the hill in a hurry.  A MUGGER steps
in his path.
 
              MUGGER
       Got any spare change?  How 'bout a spare
       twenty?
 
              JORDY
       Look, I don't have time for you, get out
       of my way!!
 
              MUGGER
       Alright, how 'bout all your fuckin'
       money?
 
The Mugger pulls a knife - and in a whirl of movement, Jordy
grabs his wrist and disarms him in a deadly, professional
manner - hurling him down to the pavement, twisting his arm
behind his back.  With his other hand, Jordy whips out a
BROWNING 9MM from his shoulder holster and places it behind
the mugger's head.  Jordy displays his shield.
 
              JORDY
       Okay, you're under arrest!  Now you
       happy?
 
              MUGGER
       Fire Department?  Firemen don't carry
       guns.
 
              JORDY
       Oh yeah?  Guess again.
 
Jordy handcuffs the Mugger and searches the Mugger's coat
pockets - pulling out a handful of driver's licenses and
credit cards.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Nice - how many people you ripped off
       tonight?!  Get up!
 
As Jordy yanks the Mugger to his feet, his BEEPER goes off.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       You couldn't listen to me, could you?
 
Jordy drags the Mugger to a tree.  Cuffs him so his face is
pressed up against the bark.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       I'll send a cop back for you.
 
              MUGGER
       Hey.  C'mon, you can't leave me like
       this.  Some freak'll come by and stab
       me!
 
Jordy jogs off across the park.
 
              MUGGER (CONT'D)
       Wait!  Come back!!
 
EXT. MILOS' APARTMENT - NIGHT
 
FIRE TRUCKS from three battalions.  Radios CRACKLE.  There's
a crowd growing.  Jordy pushes his way through.  The top
floor of the brownstone where Milos and Tamina lived has been
reduced to smoking ruins.  The trees are covered in debris
and soot.  Jordy moves to LOUIE - Battalion Chief.
 
              LOUIE
       Lieutenant - take up your line and
       relieve Ladder Company 60 on the top
       floor.
 
              JORDY
       Hey, Louie, were you first due?
 
              LOUIE
       Yeah, I radioed you guys right away
       'cause you got two roasts on the top
       floor but you don't hafta investigate
       cause homicide is up there.
 
              JORDY
       Homicide?  Who let them up?  I didn't
       make it a crime scene yet.
 
              LOUIE
       Hey, it's Eddie Flemming.
 
              KORFIN (O.S.)
       Yo, Jordy!
 
BOBBY KORFIN - an overweight arson investigator with a quick
with and good sense of humor - comes over, pulling on a
turnout coat.
 
              KORFIN (CONT'D)
       Where you been, man?  We got a
       celebrity!
 
              JORDY
       I heard.  Who the hell let them up
       there?
 
              KORFIN
       I don't know, you think Eddie will give
       me his autograph?
 
              JORDY
       You see anything in the crowd?  Anybody
       suspicious?
 
              KORFIN
       Naw - I'm sure the suspect's not here.
 
              JORDY
       Oh yeah, why?
 
              KORFIN
       'Cause Eddie woulda locked him up by
       now!
 
INT. MILOS' APARTMENT - NIGHT
 
The roof is gone.  The sky is exposed.  It's charred ruins,
smoked beams and watery muck.  Eddie and Leon are standing by
what's left of the mattress, looking at Milos and Tamina's
charred bodies.  Eddie grips a half-smoked Cuban cigar,
listening to Leon.
 
              LEON
       So, it looks to me - from the sixty-nine
       position - that they were doin' each
       other but were so whacked out of their
       heads they set the pipe on the mattress,
       lit it up, and they got fried.  What do
       you think, Eddie?
 
Jordy enters - with Korfin who's carrying a paint can.
 
              EDDIE
       I don't know.  We got the experts here.
       Show them what you found - I hope you
       don't mind, we came over to see if we
       could help.
 
Korfin makes a beeline for Eddie - wanting to meet the
celebrity.
 
              KORFIN
       Nah, not at all.  Detective Flemming -
       Bobby Korfin.  My Uncle Tony worked with
       you at 2-1 back when you were a rookie.
 
              JORDY
       Could you put out the cigar?  Part of
       the job is picking up scents.
 
              EDDIE
       Oh, sure.
 
Eddie puts his cigar out.  Carefully slides it into a cigar
holder and pockets it to finish later.
 
              LEON
       Well, I found - check it out - crack
       pipe.  Looks like they got careless.
 
Leon displays the pipe Emil found on the stairs.  Korfin
shines the flashlight on Leon to look at the pipe.
 
              LEON (CONT'D)
       Mind not shining that light in my eyes?
 
              KORFIN
       Sorry, bro.
 
              JORDY
       Hey, that's great you guys got it all
       wrapped up, but you don't mind if we go
       through the routine?  It gives us
       somethin' to do.
 
              EDDIE
       No, we don't mind.  You mind Leon?
 
              LEON
       No.  Go ahead.
 
              JORDY
       Thanks.  Appreciate it.
 
Jordy throws a look at Korfin.  Homicide detectives have no
respect for fire marshals' investigative skills.  Eddie
rummages through the apartment - moving into the kitchen and
living room... Leon watches as Korfin sticks a pencil in a
charred beam, measuring how deep in it goes.
 
              KORFIN
       Okay, Jordy - it was a fast fire, we got
       good patterns - about thirty minutes
       old.
 
Jordy moves to one of the corpses.  He pulls on a white
rubber glove.  Inserts his finger in the corpses mouth.  The
glove comes out white.
 
              JORDY
       Mouth's clean, too.
 
              KORFIN
       Clean?
 
              JORDY
       Don't blow your nose!
 
Jordy's looking at Leon, who was just about to blow his nose.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       The smoke'll permeate your nostrils -
       burn 'em out.  Let it run.
 
              KORFIN
       But you knew that, right?
 
Leon looks at Jordy, then lowers the handkerchief.  Jordy
turns back to the corpses on the bed.  Eddie - in the other
room - has found Tamina's brushed gold bracelet on the floor.
 
              JORDY
       So the way you see it, two crack heads
       burned themselves up?
 
              LEON
       That's what it looks like to me.
 
              JORDY
       And while they're burning up, they're
       still goin' down on each other?  You got
       to hand it to them.
 
              LEON
              (realizes he's wrong - blows it
            off)
       Yeah, well, some people got their
       priorities straight.
 
Leon watches Jordy, quietly.  With a pair of tweezers, Jordy
pulls a small unburned piece of cloth from behind one of the
heads.  Korfin supplies the paint can.  Jordy drops the cloth
inside.
 
              LEON (CONT'D)
       What was that?
 
              JORDY
       Evidence.  Of a homicide.
 
That got Eddie's attention and he comes back to the bedroom.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       You know what that is, right?
 
              EDDIE
       No, what is it?
 
              JORDY
       Why don't you explain it, Bobby.
              (to a fireman joking a wall)
       Hey Camello!  You mind punching a hole
       in the floor?
 
              CAMELLO
       No problem.
              (to Eddie and Leon)
       Excuse me, gentlemen.  You might wanna
       back up a little more.  Don't wanna get
       your pants wet.
 
Leon and Eddie move to higher ground - on top of a burnt TV
set.  Eddie hands the brushed bracelet to Leon.  As Camello
hacks at the floor with an ax, Jordy continues to examine the
bodies and Korfin explains:
 
              KORFIN
       They have not soot in their mouths,
       which means they weren't breathin'
       before the fire and that usually means
       they were deceased - and this piece of
       cloth that my partner found means they
       were wrapped up in something, probably
       doused with a flammable liquid and
       positioned like this on the bed.  To the
       untrained eye, it looks like an
       accident.
 
Jordy kicks around the draining floor, reaches down for
something.
 
              LEON
       What's he looking for?
 
              EDDIE
       A timer.
 
Jordy finds some wires attached to an outlet, pulls them up -
on the other end is a timer.  Korfin takes the timer from
Jordy and moves to Eddie.
 
              KORFIN
       Here you go.  A big double homicide.
 
EXT. MILOS' APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT
 
As Jordy and Korfin exit the brownstone, a CAMERA CREW is
arriving.  Jumps out.
Korfin and Jordy cross toward Korfin's car.  They open the
trunk.  Take off their muddy boots throwing them in.
 
              KORFIN
       You see Eddie's face when I gave him the
       timer?  Wish I had a picture of it.
 
              JORDY
       He knew all along.
 
              KORFIN
       What??
 
              JORDY
       That's why he was so quiet.  He was
       testing us.
 
Eddie and Leon exit - Eddie carrying a baggie with a timer
inside.  NICOLETTE KARAS, young and attractive, pushes her
microphone at Eddie.  She's smart, aggressive and respected
by her peers.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Detective, does it look like a murder?
 
              EDDIE
       We don't know that yet.  It's much too
       early.  There's a lot to be done.
 
              NICOLETTE
       How many victims are up there?
 
              EDDIE
       There are two bodies found at this
       point.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Can we go up to the crime scene?
 
              EDDIE
       You know you can't do that.  C'mon.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Is it drug related?
 
              EDDIE
       We don't know.  When I have more I'll
       let you know.
 
Nicolette signals for her camera man, MIKE, to zoom in on
Eddie's hand.  She barrels on...
 
              NICOLETTE
       Detective...what's that you're holding
       in your hand?  Evidence?
 
Mike pans up to Eddie's face.  Other reporters arrive,
hurling questions which Eddie easily answers.  Cameras flash
as we PAN BACK TO Korfin and Jordy.  Jordy is about to get in
the car as he notices, back behind some construction - DAPHNE
HANDLOVA.  She's still wearing the crumpled summer dress.
She tentatively steps out to signal Jordy.  He only catches a
glimpse of her.  He starts toward her -- knifes through the
crowd - but Daphne is gone.
 
              KORFIN
       What?
 
              JORDY
       There was a woman - I think she wanted
       to talk to us.  She looked scared.  Oh
       shit!  Oh no!
 
EXT. CENTRAL PARK - LATER
 
Korfin's car SCREECHES to a stop.  Jordy leaps out.
Suddenly, Jordy stops...the Mugger handcuffed to the tree is
now NAKED!
 
              MUGGER
       You motherfuckin' bastard!  She stripped
       me!  It was a bag lady!  She touched me
       all over, it was disgusting.
 
Jordy unlocks the handcuffs.
 
              JORDY
       I'm sorry.  I'm really sorry.
 
Korfin delivers a blanket.  Jordy covers him.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       You okay?
 
              MUGGER
       A dog pissed on me!!  I'm gonna sue you
       for this!  You violated my civil rights!
 
              JORDY
       Your civil rights?!  You tried to rob
       me!  I could arrest you right now!
       You're lucky you're walking away from
       this.  Now get outta here.
 
Jordy gives him a push.  The Mugger wraps the blanket around
himself cursing - hurrying away.
 
 
EXT. 8TH AVENUE - NIGHT
 
Exhausted HOOKERS who have worked all night loiter outside a
sleazy hotel.  CAMERA PANS up to a blinking hotel sign.
 
INT. KING EDWARD HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
 
The light is blinking an eerie green and yellow light into
the room.  Emil is at the window pulling the blind down
trying to shut out the blinking light.  He pulls it down
twice and it pops back up both times.  The third time he
angrily pulls it so hard, it comes off the window completely.
He sits down in a chair in frustration - adjusting a pillow
behind his back.  THE ROSEANNE SHOW is on TV.  Roseanne has
been talking to a FATHER.
 
              ROSEANNE (ON T.V.)
       So you slept with your son's wife!
       What's that all about?
 
              FATHER (ON T.V.)
       I take full responsibility for sleepin'
       with my daughter in law.  I had low self
       esteem, I thought I had to compete with
       him.
 
Emil reaches for his dictionary.
 
              EMIL
              (mutters)
       Self-esteem?  Self-esteem??
 
He flips through his dictionary to find the meaning of self
esteem.
 
              FATHER (ON T.V.)
       Losin' my job and everything, caused my
       behavioral disorder.
              (turns to his son)
       Forgive me, Kirk.  Let me hug you?
 
The audience boos.  Roseanne mediates...
 
Oleg - fresh from the shower with wet hair - sits on the bed
in his skivvies - staring into the videocamera's LCD screen -
rewinding Milos' murder.  We see it now for the first time -
as he rewinds it.  Oleg watches - a bottle of cheap vodka
between his legs.  Emil, looks up from his dictionary.  He's
wearing Milos' Rolex.
Tamina's jewelry - her brushed gold necklace and pearl
earrings - are in front of him with Daphne's wallet.  Emil
looks up - Oleg is holding his videocamera.
 
              EMIL
              (Czech)
       Turn that fucking thing off!
 
              OLEG
              (Czech)
       I'm not filming.  I'm watching Milos
       die.  It's just like a move but realer.
 
Emil grabs the videocamera.
              (Czech)
       Don't break it!  Don't break it!
 
              EMIL
       Speak English!
 
              OLEG
              (English)
       You said speak Czech!
 
              EMIL
       How you erase this?
 
              OLEG
       I'll do it.  Don't hurt my camera!
 
Emil tosses the camera back to Oleg who drops his vodka
bottle in order to catch the camera.  Oleg, holding the
camera like it's gold, goes to the dresser and puts it away.
Emil starts to go through Daphne's wallet.
 
              EMIL
       Stupid, Milos.  I didn't want to kill
       him.
              (noticing)
       What's this?
 
Emil found the last card in the wallet.  It's pink with a
picture of a busty globe.  Printed in the middle is - WORLDLY
ESCORTS - and a number.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Worldly escorts?
 
Emil picks up his dictionary and begins to flip the pages -
finding the meaning of worldly.  He gets up and dials the
number.  A soft, SEXY VOICE answers.  Soft music in the
background.
 
              SEXY VOICE
       Hi?
 
              EMIL
       Hello?
 
              SEXY VOICE
       Are you looking for companionship?
 
Oleg, who's listening, moves to Emil.
 
              OLEG
       Whore?
 
              EMIL
       I'm homesick.  You have Eastern European
       girl?  A Czech girl?
 
              SEXY VOICE
       Matter of fact, I have a lovely Czech
       girl.
 
              EMIL
       I take her.  Send her!
 
EXT. FIRE STATION 91 - NIGHT
 
Korfin's car pulls up to the station - as a fire engine is
returning.
 
              JORDY
       Now that you know him, maybe you can get
       extra work in the next movie they make
       about him.
 
              KORFIN
       Yeah?
 
              JORDY
       Maybe you can be his stand-in.
 
INT. FIRE STATION 91 - NIGHT
 
The men are pulling off their equipment - coming down from
the high of fighting a fire.  Korfin and Jordy walk toward
the TV room.  The TV is on in the background.  We can see
Nicolette interviewing Eddie.  He holds up the paint can.
 
              CHIEF DUFFY (O.S.)
       What the hell is that??  You gave Eddie
       Flemming the evidence?!
 
They turn.  DEPUTY CHIEF FIRE MARSHAL DECLAN DUFFY - the head
of the arson squad - comes over.  Duffy's tough, Irish and
very political.
 
              DUFFY
              (pointing to the TV)
       Who did cause and origin?
 
              JORDY
       Who do you think, Chief?!
 
              DUFFY
       Then why didn't you talk to the
       reporter?
 
              JORDY
       'Cause we got more important things to
       do, like finding out who did it.
 
They walk to the back of the station and start up the stairs.
 
              DUFFY
       Don't you guys understand?  It's all
       about image.  The better we look the
       more money I get to pay you guys
       overtime.
 
              KORFIN
       Yeah, right.
 
              DUFFY
       What was that, Korfin?
 
              KORFIN
       I said, yeah, you're right, Chief.  As
       soon as we get somethin' we'll let you
       alert the media.
 
              DUFFY
       You do that, wiseguy.  Now let's solve
       this thing before Eddie Flemming does.
 
They all head upstairs.
 
INT. ARSON SQUAD ROOM - DAY
 
The Chief, Jordy and Korfin enter.  There are posters of
pyros, arsonists and terrorists on the walls.  GARCIA - a
Puerto Rican investigator - looks up from his desk.
 
              GARCIA
       Hey guys, I got your torch.  He just
       gave a full confession.
 
A scruffy, unshaven white man sitting across from Garcia,
turns.  He is MAX, a pyromaniac in his 40's with a freshly
scratched cross etched in his forehead.  He craves attention.
 
              MAX
       It's my fire!  Screw homicide.  I'll
       tell you guys everything!
 
Jordy moves to his desk with Korfin.  They sit across from
each other.  Duffy keeps going to his office, not even
bothering to stop.
 
              JORDY
       What's that on your forehead, Max?
       That's a nice attention getter.
 
              MAX
       Yeah, I'm religious.  I'm not an Atheist
       like you!  Now, are you guys gonna
       arrest me, or not?
 
              JORDY
       How did you start the fire this time?
 
              MAX
       I used an accelerant.
 
              JORDY
       Yeah?  What kind?
 
              MAX
              (to Jordy)
       Hey, by the way, I'm really sorry about
       your wife leavin' you.
 
              KORFIN
       Max.
 
              MAX
              (continuing)
       ...Yeah, and with your old man dying
       last year you - what's it?  Just you and
       the dog now?
 
              KORFIN
       Max!
 
              MAX
       Does it feel bad - I mean the new guy
       your ex-wife's seeing - I hear he's a
       big shot downtown.
 
Jordy pops out of his seat.
 
              JORDY
       That's it!  You're outta here.
 
Jordy pulls Max by the collar - pushes him down the aisle.
 
              MAX
       That's it.  I'm suing.
 
              KORFIN
       Get in line.
 
Korfin takes over - throwing him out.  Jordy turns to Garcia
who is laughing.
 
              JORDY
       What's so funny.  How does he know so
       much about me?  Who tells him my life
       story?
 
              GARCIA
       He hangs around downstairs.  The guys
       talk to him.  He's a joke...
 
              JORDY
       He's no joke!  One day he's gonna
       graduate from trash can fires and do
       something big.
 
              GARCIA
       Okay.  Okay.  We'll ban him from the
       station.
 
INT. KING EDWARD HOTEL ROOM - TV SET - NIGHT
 
As the "Top Story" logo is splashed across the screen,
accompanied by a catchy TV THEME, Robert Hawkins introduces
America's highest rated 'news magazine' show.
 
              ROBERT HAWKINS
       Good evening, I'm Robert Hawkins and
       this is Top Story.  Tonight we bring you
       an exclusive interview with Stephen
       Geller - who horrified the nation two
       years ago when he went berserk and
       murdered three clerks in a Manhattan
       shoe store.  But now, Mr. Geller's
       claim, spoken softly and articulately,
       is that he is the victim.  According to
       Mr. Geller, the events of that fateful
       day were not his fault but were the
       fault of his psychiatrist.  Hard to
       believe...watch.
 
              EMIL (O.S.)
       Louder.
 
VIDEOCAMERA SLOWLY ZOOMS OUT and PANS over to Emil, sitting
on the hotel bed watching the TV.  He looks at us.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Louder.
 
Oleg's hand reaches in front of the lens - turning up the
volume.  The scene cuts back to Stephen Geller being
interviewed by Robert Hawkins and his camera crew.  He's
sitting on the front lawn of a mental institution in a paint
stained shirt.  A showing of his artwork is displayed in the
background.  Patients peruse the paintings of weird
dysfunctional faces that avoid eye contact.  One of the
paintings depicts Eddie Flemming and Leon Jackson.
 
              STEPHEN GELLER
       This had nothing to do with shoes that
       didn't fit or my relationship with my
       father who, as you know, made a fortune
       selling penny loafers in the fifties.
       These people died because of the
       criminal actions of my doctor.
 
              ROBERT HAWKINS
       Your doctor?
 
              STEPHEN GELLER
       Yes.  My psychiatrist didn't insist that
       I stay on my medication.
 
              ROBERT HAWKINS
       ...so you feel absolutely no
       responsibility for killing these people?
 
              STEPHEN GELLER
       It was my finger that pulled the
       trigger, but I'm not morally
       responsible.  My psychiatrist knew what
       I was capable of.  How could I know.
       I'm not a doctor.
 
              ROBERT HAWKINS
       You seem very savvy for a man who's been
       found mentally incompetent to stand
       trial.
 
              STEPHEN GELLER
       Look, I'm a victim here, too.  I was a
       year away from getting my masters in
       Art, now I'll never graduate.  My life
       has been permanently disrupted.
 
              ROBERT HAWKINS
       Permanently disrupted?  Aren't you
       selling paintings now for quite a lot of
       money?  Hasn't this 'incident' as you
       call it, jump started your career as an
       artist?
 
              STEPHEN GELLER
       Look, I'm in here.  You call this a
       career move?
 
              ROBERT HAWKINS
       And isn't there a movie in the works
       about you?
 
              STEPHEN GELLER
       We're in negotiations, that's correct.
 
              ROBERT HAWKINS
       But doesn't the Son of Sam Law prevent
       criminals from profiting from their
       crimes?
 
              STEPHEN GELLER
       That doesn't apply to me because I'm not
       a criminal.  I'm not a criminal!  I
       wasn't convicted.
 
Emil leans forward - listening.  Fascinated.
 
              EMIL
       I love America.  No one is responsible
       for what they do.
 
There's a KNOCK on the door.  Our VIDEOCAMERA POV swings over
to it.  Then WHIPS back to Emil.  Emil looks at us.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Get in the bathroom!
 
              OLEG (O.S.)
       Whatever we do - we fuck her, right?
 
              EMIL
       Oleg, get in bathroom, stay there and
       shut up!
 
Emil turns off the TV.  Our POV backs into the bathroom,
closing the door but leaving it open a crack.  Emil looks
down at his shoe.  The POV PANS down to the kitchen knife
sticking out of Emil's BOOT.  Emil's hands pull his pants
cuff over it.  POV PANS up to Emil as he moves to the door
and opens it.  It's not Daphne and she's not world class.
 
              HONEY
       Hi, I'm Honey.
 
              EMIL
       Where's Czech girl?
 
              HONEY
       Baby, I'm anybody you want me to be.
       I'm a little schoolgirl, I'm mommy, I'm
       a Czech girl.
 
She enters.  Closes the door behind her.
 
              HONEY (CONT'D)
       Now I like to get business out of the
       way before we get down to pleasure.  Why
       don'tchya put my money on the dresser.
 
              EMIL
       I ordered a Czech girl.  Daphne, you
       know her?
 
Oleg ZOOMS in for a CLOSE UP of Honey.  During the rest of
the scene Oleg films her.  Honey begins to undress.
 
              HONEY
       It's an outcall service run out of an
       apartment.  I don't meet the other
       girls.  Aren't you gonna get undressed?
 
              EMIL
       Where is escort service?
 
              HONEY
       That's confidential.  Could you put the
       money on the dresser?
 
              EMIL
       I like to talk to the person who runs
       the service.  Can you give me address?
 
              HONEY
       Look.  Do we have a problem here?
       There's no reason to have a problem.
       I'm gonna make you feel real good.  You
       wanna Czech girl?
       After I'm done with you, you won't miss
       her.  Now why don't you pay me?
 
She starts to unfasten Emil's belt.
 
              EMIL
              (stopping her)
       Listen to me.  I don't want sex.  Just
       give me the address and then you go.
 
              HONEY
              (suddenly hard as nails)
       Look, man, I don't give a shit if you
       want sex or not, but you're payin' for
       my time.
 
Emil pulls the knife out of his boot and SHOVES her against
the door, PUSHING the blade against her throat - suddenly
furious like he was before killing Milos and Tamina.
 
              EMIL
       Give me the address!!
 
              HONEY
       Alright, alright - don't hurt me!
       Please, it's in my book, in my purse!
 
Emil backs off as she reaches for her purse, and comes out
with a can of mace, SPRAYING Emil's face!
 
Emil stumbles backwards - Oleg holding him in the frame.  He
WHIP PANS back to Honey as she grabs her clothes, unlocking
the door but Emil's HAND SLAMS it shut!  Emil turns blindly,
rubbing his burning eyes - guarding the door.  Honey darts
toward the bathroom - she pushes open the door and runs into
Oleg who is VIDEOTAPING HER.  Horrified, she turns around as
Emil SMASHES her in the face so hard she topples backwards,
tripping into the bathtub, pulling the shower curtain down on
her!  Like a panther out for the kill, Emil POUNCES.  Oleg
films as Emil lifts his hand, gripping...
 
THE KITCHEN KNIFE
 
As Emil's hand comes FLYING DOWN - then RISES UP, BLOODIED.
Her screams are muffled by the shower curtain wrapped around
her face.  Oleg films the scene as the knife plunges DOWN
INTO:
 
INT. FIRE STATION 91 - ARSON SQUAD ROOM - NIGHT
 
DAPHNE, a sketch of her face.
 
              JORDY (O.S.)
       Her lips are fuller than that.  You can
       see 'em a mile away.
 
WIDER
 
Food containers are scattered all over the place.  The female
COMPOSITE ARTIST looks at Jordy.  Stacks of failed sketches
sit beside her.
 
              COMPOSITE ARTIST
       What about her cheek bones?
 
              JORDY
       Her cheek bones are prominent and her
       eyes were huge.  Big, blue eyes and when
       I saw her, she looked scared.  Like she
       was looking to get away.  But she was
       absolutely beautiful.
 
The composite artist looks at Jordy.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       I gotta good look at her.
 
Korfin has his chair turned around from his desk and is
watching the sketch evolve as he speaks on the phone to the
landlord of the 7th Street brownstone.  Garcia is also on the
phone.  The other investigators are gone.  Working late into
the night.  Everybody's exhausted.  It's almost dawn.
 
              KORFIN
       -- From Czechoslovakia?  And how long
       have they been livin' in your building?
              (writes 4 YEARS on his pad)
       Alright, I'll be in touch when we know
       somethin'.
              (to Jordy)
       Milos and Tamina Karlova.  They were
       quiet and kept to themselves.  Landlord
       don't know who your girl is.
 
              JORDY
       How long they been livin' here?
 
              KORFIN
       You hear that question, Garcia?
 
              GARCIA
       Yeah, I got Immigration on the phone -
       they've been here illegally.
 
              KORFIN
       Well, they're definitely permanent
       residents now.
 
              GARCIA
       I got the owner of the plumbing company
       Milos worked for.
 
              KORFIN
       Why don't we get some sleep and we'll go
       see him in the morning.
 
              JORDY
       You go home.  I'm takin' your car and
       goin' back to the crime scene.
 
              KORFIN
       Aren't you tired?
 
              JORDY
       If I go home I won't be able to fall
       asleep anyway.
 
Jordy takes the sketch of Daphne which isn't a bad likeness
and heads for the door.  Korfin falls in behind him.  As they
pass Garcia he hands Jordy the address.
 
              KORFIN
              (of the picture)
       She keepin' you up?  Like to meet her,
       huh?  She'd make you forget your ex
       wife.  Cure your insomnia.
 
INT. MILOS' APARTMENT - DAWN
 
CAMERA DESCENDS FROM THE SKY picking up Jordy as he enters
what is left of Milos and Tamina's apartment.  The roof has
been burned off. He moves into the next room, trying to see
through the darkness - looking through the muck and char.
 
              EDDIE
       Okay to smoke?
 
Jordy turns, surprised.  Eddie sits on a singed chair.  He
pours from a half-pint bottle of vodka into his 'won ton
soup' container, smoking a cigar.  On the arm of the armchair
is a brown legal folder and stacks of photographs of the
crime scene and the burned bodies.
 
              JORDY
       It's your crime scene now.  You can do
       what you want.
 
              EDDIE
       Watch the news?
 
              JORDY
       Nah, I musta missed it.
 
              EDDIE
       Well, just so you know.  I gave you guys
       the credit.
 
              JORDY
       Well, just so you know, I don't care
       about that stuff.
 
              EDDIE
       Nah, why should you?
 
              JORDY
       I don't even watch TV.
 
              EDDIE
       Good.  Good.  Commendable.
 
Eddie knocks his 'won ton soup' back.
 
              JORDY
       Did you get a report from the M.E.?
 
              EDDIE
       Sure.  But I would like to ask you
       something.  You got a problem with me?
 
              JORDY
       If you found me steppin' on your crime
       scene - it might piss you off, too.
              (then)
       What about the report?
 
              EDDIE
       You were right, they were both dead
       before the fire.  The male was stabbed
       so hard the killer broke off the tip of
       the knife in his spine.  That's usually
       an indicator of something personal.
 
Jordy pulls out a sketch of Daphne.  Hands it to Eddie.
 
              JORDY
       The Super said he'd seen her before but
       she didn't live here.
 
              EDDIE
       Pretty.
 
              JORDY
              (acts as if he didn't notice)
       Hmmmm.
 
              EDDIE
       Maybe you don't care about that either.
              (beat)
       Prettiest suspect I've had in awhile.
 
              JORDY
       Who says she's a suspect?
 
Jordy tries to take the sketch back.  Eddie holds on.
 
              EDDIE
       What would you call her?
 
              JORDY
       Look, I'm not even sure she has anything
       to do with this.  I saw her outside
       after the fire - thought it was a lead.
       Maybe she saw something.  Maybe she was
       visiting somebody here.  Who knows?
 
Eddie walks up to the burnt mattress - where the bodies were.
 
              EDDIE
       Obviously they weren't having sex.  As
       you pointed out.  So why go through all
       the trouble of putting 'em like that?
 
Eddie passes a crime scene photo of the bodies to Jordy.
 
              JORDY
       Maybe it's a ritual thing or someone
       trying to send a message.  Burial rites
       are taken very seriously in Eastern
       Europe.  It could be to humiliate them.
       Just burning them up, no proper funeral,
       it's like condemning them to hell.
 
              EDDIE
       Eastern Europe.  Like what?  Romania?
       Hungary?
 
              JORDY
       Or Czechoslovakia.  The Slavs have been
       fighting the Germans and the Russians
       for a thousand years.  These are very
       intense people and they take things
       personally.
 
Eddie's cellular rings - he grabs it.
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah?  Where?  You sure it was a knife?
       Uh-huh.  Really?  Okay.
              (to Jordy)
       We've got another murder - in a hotel on
       Eighth Avenue.  A stabbing.  Clerk said
       the room was rented by a Russian...
 
Eddie's moving with Daphne's sketch.
 
              JORDY
       I'll come with you.
 
              EDDIE
       There wasn't a fire.  There'll be
       nothing for you to do.
 
              JORDY
       I can watch you, Eddie.  Maybe I'll
       learn something.
 
              EDDIE
       This isn't homicide school.
 
              JORDY
       My parents are from Poland.  I can help
       with the Eastern European angle.
 
              EDDIE
       You're Polish?
 
              JORDY
       My folks are.
 
              EDDIE
       Stay here.
 
 
EXT. TIMES SQUARE - NEWS STAND - DAY
 
Video POV of the news stand as a hand reaches into frame and
picks up a copy of THE NEW YORK POST.  Eddie's photo is on
the front page - holding the kitchen timer by the wires.
Underneath his picture the caption reads, "DOUBLE HOMICIDE...
FLEMMING'S ON IT."  The videocamera widens out revealing Emil
standing in front of a Times Square news stand, reading the
front page.  The videocamera turns around - until focusing on
Oleg himself.
 
              OLEG
       This is second day in America.  First
       day was very exciting.  Full of thrills
       and chills.  Over there, is co-star of
       my new movie, Emil!
 
He turns the camera around - FILMING EMIL.
 
              EMIL
              (to vendor)
       Who is he?
 
              VENDOR
       New York's finest.  This is his case.
 
The VENDOR - picks up People.  Stephen Geller is on the
cover.
 
              VENDOR (CONT'D)
       This all you want?
 
              EMIL
       Do you know how much killer gets for
       movie rights?
 
              VENDOR
              (People)
       In here, says he wants a million.
 
              EMIL
       Million?!  The killer gets one million
       dollars for a television interview?
 
              VENDOR
       Hey, tabloids paid Ted Bundy - famous
       serial killer - half a million for his
       interview.  And how much you think
       Monica got for writing book about the
       President coming on to her?  It pays to
       be a killer or a whore in this country.
       Look, you want magazine or not?
 
              EMIL
       Yes.  Both.
 
              OLEG
       And these.
 
Oleg picks up FILM COMMENT, MOVIELINE and PREMIERE magazine.
Emil pays for everything.
 
              EMIL
              (to Oleg)
       Get a taxi.
 
Oleg tucks the magazines in his coat, picks up the suitcases
and hails a taxi.  As Emil collects his change he sees an old
BLIND WOMAN waiting at the crosswalk.  The light's blinking
WALK.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Let me help.
 
Emil gently takes her arm and crosses her to the other side.
 
              BLIND WOMAN
       Thank you, son.
 
Emil watches her walk on.
 
INT. KING EDWARD HOTEL ROOM - DAY
 
The hotel room is a hive of activity.  GIL is dusting the
dresser for prints.  Another officer is stripping the bed and
putting the bedding into a big, clear plastic bag.  As Eddie
enters the crime scene, a POLICE PHOTOGRAPHER is standing in
the doorway taking pictures.
 
              EDDIE
       Where is she?
 
              LEON
       Takin' a bath.
 
              EDDIE
       Any I.D.?
 
              LEON
       Still unknown but we're running prints.
       Kid over there caught the case.
 
Jordy enters.  Leon steps in his way.
 
              LEON (CONT'D)
       Sorry...PD only.
 
              EDDIE
       It's okay.
 
Eddie walks over to a young detective.  TOMMY CULLEN, only
26, is excited to meet Eddie.
 
              TOMMY
       Tommy Cullen.  Heard a lot about you.
       Nice to meet you.  Here's what we got.
       A girl in there, figure her to be a
       prostitute, looks like she was fighting
       for her life.  She's got defense wounds
       on her hands.  Right this way - in the
       bathroom.
 
              EDDIE
       After you.
 
Eddie follows Tommy into the bathroom.  There's blood
splattered all over the walls and the floor.  Honey's topless
body lies in the tub tangled in the bloody shower curtain.
MURPHY, an Irish medical examiner (M.E.), is examining the
body.
 
              TOMMY
       Room was registered to a Francis Capra.
 
              JORDY
       Capra?  That's not Czech or Russian.
       Who said he sounded Russian?
 
              TOMMY
       The clerk?
 
              EDDIE
       Check the switchboard, see what phone
       calls were made from this room.
 
              TOMMY
       I'll do it.
 
Tommy heads out.  Eddie takes out his cigar holder.  Slides
out what's left of his cigar.  Re-lights it.  Looks down at
Honey's body in the bathtub.  Gil's dusting the tub for
prints.
 
              MURPHY
       Clothes were off in the other room.  Tub
       is dry except for the blood.
 
              EDDIE
       Any of you guys take a piss lately?
 
Gil looks confused.  Eddie points to the toilet.  Seat is up.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Do the seat for me.
 
Gil crosses to the toilet and starts to dust it.  Eddie
stands in the bathroom - studying the scene.  Holding the
unlit cigar.  Looking around at the blood splattered walls.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Only one guys checked in?
 
              LEON
       Yeah.
 
              EDDIE
       C'mere.  You wanna go to homicide
       school?  Here - make yourself useful.
 
Eddie positions Jordy behind the tub next to the wall.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Our killer...our killer's standing here
       slashing at her.  She's fightin' him.
       The blood is splattering this way.  It's
       on this wall...
              (pointing to the right of
            Jordy)
       And there's some specks over here.
              (to the left of Jordy)
       There's nothing here because someone was
       standing right here.  Someone big.  And
       he's got blood on him.  Lots of blood.
       He wouldn't walk out of here like that.
              (turning to Murphy)
       Murphy, what kind of knife you think
       we're talking about here?
 
Murphy pulls out a clear plastic ruler and walks over to the
blood-splattered wall.
 
              MURPHY
       If you look here where he missed and hit
       the wall you see that the marks aren't
       deep but they're kinda wide... not your
       everyday kitchen or pocket knife.
 
              EDDIE
       What if the tip was broken off?
 
              MURPHY
       Could be.  Then we should find it here
       somewhere.
 
              EDDIE
       I think we've already found it.
 
Eddie exchanges a look with Jordy as Tommy, the young
detective, returns.
 
              TOMMY
       There was only one call from this room
       last night.  I dialed it.  It's an
       escort service.
 
              LEON
       Did you identify yourself?
 
              TOMMY
       Hey, I'm new but I'm not stupid.
 
              EDDIE
       Call communications and get an address
       on that number.
 
Tommy holds up a slip of paper with the outcall service
address on it.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Good work.
 
INT. KING EDWARD HOTEL ROOM - STAIRS - DAY
 
Jordy hurries out - catches up with Eddie.
 
              JORDY
       You goin' to the escort service?
 
              EDDIE
       You got any better ideas?
 
              JORDY
       Mind if I ride along with you?
 
              EDDIE
       This has nothing to do with your fire.
 
              JORDY
       But what if it does?  You might need my
       help.
 
As Eddie exits the hotel, a MAN approaches.
 
              MAN
       Hey, Eddie, can I get your autograph for
       my son?
 
EXT. KING EDWARD HOTEL - DAY
 
Jordy catches up.  Eddie finishes signing the autograph using
the man's back.
 
              EDDIE
       I'll let you know what happens.
 
              JORDY
       This is ridiculous.  I'm not gonna be in
       your way - we can talk the case over.
 
              EDDIE
       Tell you what - I'll flip you a coin.
       If you win you can come with me.  If you
       don't win, you don't come.
 
              JORDY
       I'll call it... tails.
 
Eddie pulls out a coin and hands it to Jordy.
 
              EDDIE
       Okay.  I'll call it.  Heads.
 
Jordy flips the coin and it's heads.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Heads.  See, you lost twice.
              (beat)
       Okay.  Get in.
 
Jordy goes for the passenger side of the car.  Before Jordy
can get in, Eddie starts to pull away.  Jordy stands on the
sidewalk - dejected.  Eddie stops the car again and this time
lets Jordy get in.
 
 
                                    WHIP PAN TO:
 
INT. UPPER EASTSIDE HALLWAY - DAY
 
Eddie and Jordy arrive in front of Rose's door.  Eddie knocks
and flips a coin to Jordy.
 
              EDDIE
       Oh here.  A souvenir.
 
Jordy takes the quarter.  Not understanding what Eddie means.
He looks at the quarter.
 
              JORDY
       Two heads.
 
              EDDIE
       Better than one.
 
Eddie suckered him with the coin toss.  Jordy reacts.  Eddie
laughs - squirts Binaca in his mouth.  Knocks again.  We hear
ROSE HELLER.
 
              ROSE (O.S.)
       Who's there?
 
              EDDIE
       Police.  We'd like to ask you a few
       questions.
 
              ROSE (O.S.)
       I have nothin' to say.  If you wanna
       contact my attorney...
 
              EDDIE
              (commands)
       Homicide, Miss Hearn.  It's Detective
       Eddie Flemming.  Open up.
 
Rose reacts.  Immediately UNLOCKS, UNCHAINS and opens the
door!
 
              ROSE
       You!  I've seen you on TV!
 
Eddie glances self-consciously at Jordy.
 
              ROSE (CONT'D)
       C'mon in.  C'mon in!
 
INT. ROSE'S APARTMENT - DAY
 
They enter.
 
              ROSE
       Just a minute.  Shit.  And I don't have
       a camera.  Hold on a second.
 
Rose moves back to the phone - finishes up her conversation
in Afrikaner.  We hold on Eddie and Jordy at the door.  Eddie
looks around - taking in the place.  FOUR GIRLS are on
phones.  Two girls take orders for customers.  The other two
work the phone sex lines.  Rose hangs up the phone - turns to
Eddie and Jordy:
 
              ROSE (CONT'D)
       What's wrong?
 
              EDDIE
       We don't have her I.D. yet, but one of
       your girls was killed last night at the
       King Edward Hotel.
 
              ROSE
       Oh my G-d.  Honey!  Honey's dead?
 
              JORDY
       Do you remember the man who called?
 
Though Rose answers Jordy, she directs her response to Eddie.
 
              ROSE
       Yeah.  He wanted a girl from
       Czechoslovakia, but I sent him Honey
       'cause once they get there, you know, it
       doesn't really matter - Honey was
       killed...?  Poor girl...
 
              EDDIE
       Do you have any Czech girls working for
       you?
 
              ROSE
       No.
 
              EDDIE
       Did you tell him you did?
 
A BUTCH GIRL enters.  Rose speaks to her in Afrikaner.
 
              ROSE
              (Afrikaner)
       Boy, she's so popular all the sudden.
 
              EDDIE
       What are you saying?
 
              ROSE
       Daphne.  Another guy came in asking me
       about her, too.
 
Jordy pulls out the sketch, unfolds it.
 
              JORDY
       This her?
 
              ROSE
       Yeah.  Sort of.  I tried to recruit her,
       gave her my card.  She said she'd think
       about it but I never heard from her.
 
              BUTCH GIRL
              (Afrikaner)
       Beautiful eyes.
 
              EDDIE
       Who came by looking for her?
 
              ROSE
       He said he was her cousin.  I told him
       where she works.  They were just here.
 
              EDDIE
       Describe him.
 
              ROSE
       Tall, short-haired, scary eyes.  Second
       guy with him was...shorter, with a
       wrestler's build.  And he wouldn't turn
       his videocamera off me.
 
              EDDIE
       He had a videocamera?  Where is she?
       Quickly!
 
              ROSE
       She washes hair up at Ludwig's - a salon
       on 63rd and Madison.
 
EXT. EDDIE'S CAR - DAY
 
As Eddie speeds through the street, SIREN BLARING.
 
INT. EDDIE'S CAR - DAY
 
Jordy holds on as Eddie darts in and out of cars with
astonishing dexterity.  This man can drive.  Eddie picks up
his phone - dials.  Jordy is on his cell phone as well.
 
              EDDIE
       Leon - meet us at 63rd and Madison.
       Hair salon.  Ludwig's.
 
              JORDY
              (overlapping)
       I'm on my way with Eddie.  Ludwig's.
       63rd and Madison.  The suspects might be
       there already.
 
Eddie looks over as Jordy disconnects.  Eddie picks up a beer
he was holding between his legs - finishes it.
 
              EDDIE
       You thirsty?
 
              JORDY
       I'm on duty.
 
              EDDIE
              (drinking)
       So am I.  Alright, I'll go inside and
       you cover the back.
 
              JORDY
       Of course.
 
              EDDIE
       Hey!  I always wanted to be a cop when I
       was a kid.  I dreamed of running up to a
       door, kicking it in, pulling my gun and
       yelling 'Freeze!' at the bad guy!
       What'd you dream about?
 
              JORDY
       I wanted to run up to a building on
       fire, kick in the door, rush into the
       smoke and save a kid.
 
              EDDIE
       Then I guess we're doin' this the right
       way, aren't we?  If we pull up to a
       burning building I'll gladly let you go
       first.
 
Jordy looks at Eddie - can't deny he's right.
 
INT. LUDWIG'S SALON - DAY
 
We're in a moving video POV of Ludwig's, the hair salon -
it's big and spacious.  The lens finds THE RECEPTIONIST.
 
              OLEG (O.S.)
       Daphne Handlova?
 
              RECEPTIONIST
       Daphne?  In the back.  Probably
       shampooing a customer's hair.
 
Oleg approaches Daphne who is mixing hair dye.  LUDWIG, the
owner, is with her.
 
              LUDWIG
       Why are you messing with your hair color
       again?  You're going to kill your hair.
       You won't look good with black hair.
 
              DAPHNE
       I want to do it, alright?
 
              LUDWIG
       Well, then do it after work.  A
       customer's waiting.
 
He leaves, a customer approaches.  She smiles at him - turns
on the water in the sink then sees - Oleg filming her.  She
backs up...suddenly moves to the emergency door!
 
TO THE BACKYARD
 
There's a garden out there.  Daphne runs toward the alley.
Oleg follows her - still videotaping.  As she rounds the
corner she bumps into...Emil!  He pulls out his kitchen
knife, shoving her against the wall, pushing the blade with
the broken tip against her throat.
 
              EMIL
       I...I have a temper.
 
She looks at him, not understanding.  Oleg films the scene.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       When I lose it, I lose control.  I
       didn't intend to kill Milos but he stole
       from me.  Cheated me!  When I went to
       prison, they beat me.  I still didn't
       tell he was my partner.  I loved Milos
       like a brother...
 
The tone in Emil's voice - there's an uncharacteristic
softness to it.  He wants to reconcile his behavior to her.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
              (in English)
       I'm not a killer.
 
The back door opens.  He shoves the knife in his pocket as
Ludwig peers around the alleyway.  What he sees is Emil
leaning close to Daphne, kissing her.
 
              LUDWIG
       Daphne, will you be coming back to work?
 
              DAPHNE
       In a minute, Ludwig.
 
Ludwig leaves.
 
              EMIL
       Smart girl.  I'm glad you're not a
       whore.  But washing hair?  This is no
       job for a woman as beautiful as you.
       They should be washing your hair.
 
Emil reaches into his pocket and pulls out SOMETHING, sticks
it in the palm of her hand, closing her fingers around it.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       I don't want to kill you.  But if you
       talk, I will.
              (whispers)
       I thought you'd want these.
 
He taps her hand...he turns and goes out the rear exit.  Oleg
follows.  Jordy arrives.
 
              JORDY
       ...Daphne?
 
She says nothing.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       I'm a fire marshal.  You remember me
       from the other night?  You are Daphne,
       right?
 
She says nothing.  Eddie arrives.  Daphne turns.  Recognizing
Eddie.
 
              EDDIE
       You don't have to be afraid.  We're here
       to protect you.  Come with me.  We want
       to talk to you.  You speak English
       alright?
 
Eddie looks at Jordy.  Takes Daphne by the arm.
 
EXT. LUDWIG'S SALON - CONTINUOUS
 
As they come out, Eddie notices Daphne clutching something in
her hand.  He reaches for her hand.  Opens it.  It's a
brushed gold necklace.
 
              EDDIE
       Did he give you these?  Was he just
       here?
 
Eddie searches the streets.  Notices Oleg and Emil on the far
corner.  Oleg is videotaping him.  Leon and Tommy pull up.
Korfin behind.  They all pop out.  Eddie grabs Leon -
squeezes his arm - quietly.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       The other side of the street.  The guy
       with the videocamera.
              (back to Jordy)
       Don't look - put her in the car.
              (to Leon)
       Stay this side.
 
              LEON
              (back to Tommy)
       Stay with her.
 
They start heading down the curb - trying not to attract the
attention of Oleg and Emil.
 
A VIDEO CLOSE-UP
 
of the scene from across the corner.
 
              EMIL
              (Czech)
       Put the fuckin' camera down!  Let's go!
 
Emil starts to flee.
 
EXT. NYC STREETS - CONTINUOUS
 
What follows next is an incredible foot chase with Eddie,
Jordy, Korfin and Leon running through traffic - chasing
Emil.  Eddie tries to stay in the lead but is running out of
breath.
 
              EDDIE
       Split up!
 
Jordy runs down one side of Madison - Eddie, the other.
Korfin continues down 62nd and Leon covers the other side.
They search for Emil, grabbing people, turning them around,
missing him.  Emil seems to have disappeared.
 
Leon, gun raised, approaches the cafe.  As he rounds the
corner, Emil darts out, cracking Leon across the face!  Leon
crashes into a table, dropping his gun.  Emil scoops up the
gun and PISTOL-WHIPS Leon.  BEATING the detective to a pulp.
People are running from the scene.  Emil takes Leon's wallet.
He is distracted by LAUGHTER.  Oleg is VIDEOTAPING the scene.
 
              OLEG
       Emil, look!
 
Oleg swivels with the videocamera.  Korfin is running toward
them - pushing through the crowd.  Emil FIRES!  Korfin is
blown backwards.
 
              OLEG (CONT'D)
       Perfect!  Cut.  Print!
 
Eddie arrives.  Bends down to Leon, whose face is red with
blood.  Jordy runs to Korfin, who's laying in the street,
shot in the side.  Jordy cradles his partner.
 
              EDDIE
       Are you hit?
 
              LEON
       No.  I'm okay.
 
              JORDY
              (to Korfin)
       Bobby, Bobby!  Where're you hit?!
 
              KORFIN
       It hurts.  Aw, Jesus!
 
              JORDY
       Lay down.  Stay down, Bobby.
 
Jordy looks up as Eddie steps into the center of the street.
Cars screech out of the way!  Eddie crouches, taking aim at
Emil, who is almost two blocks away.  It's an impossible
shot, out of range.
 
But Eddie closes an eye, aims and squeezes off one SHOT.  Two
blocks away, Emil topples.  Korfin and Jordy look at Eddie,
astonished he made the shot.  Emil scrambles to his feet.
Runs.  Eddie holsters his weapon.  Pulls out a handkerchief.
Dabs Leon's wounds.
 
              LEON
       He got my gun!  Motherfucker was filming
       the whole time!
 
              EDDIE
       I know.  Relax.  Take it easy.  Don't
       worry, we'll get those fuckers.
 
 
                                    DISSOLVE TO:
 
EMS VEHICLE
 
Eddie and Jordy watch as Korfin on a stretcher, is loaded in
an EMS VEHICLE and in b.g., an EMS DOCTOR attends to Leon's
bloody face.  Eddie and Jordy turn to go back into the
restaurant, now cleared out - as Nicolette Karas arrives with
her cameraman.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Detective - can you tell us what
       happened here?
 
              EDDIE
       I can't talk right now.  We have some
       things to take care of.
 
Jordy moves off, he doesn't want to get pulled in front of
Nicolette.
 
Daphne can be seen waiting in the back of the restaurant,
maybe twenty feet away.  Tommy stands next to her.  This is
where Eddie and Jordy are headed.
 
              NICOLETTE
       I understand, but I noticed that the
       Fire Marshall is here with you.  Is this
       somehow related to the fire department?
 
              EDDIE
       I really can't give out any information
       right now at this point.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Okay.  But I do understand that your
       partner, Leon Jackson's been injured.
       Is that correct?
 
              EDDIE
       He was hurt, but not seriously.  He'll
       be fine.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Do you have the suspect in custody?
 
              EDDIE
       Um...now is not a good time, okay.
       Detective Jackson's hurt.  He's fine.
       I've got a Fire Marshall shot, Detective
       Jackson is hurt but not seriously.
 
              NICOLETTE
              (to cameraman)
       Alright, cut, cut, cut.
 
Mike the cameraman cuts the cameraman - lowers it from his
shoulder.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
              (to Eddie)
       Eddie, are you okay?
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah.  Now's not a good time.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Alright.
 
              EDDIE
       Alright?
 
              NICOLETTE
       Alright.
 
              EDDIE
       Alright.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Okay.
 
Eddie walks into the restaurant.  Throws a look back at her,
then enters.
 
INT. ARMAND RESTAURANT - DAY
 
Jordy talks to Daphne.
 
              DAPHNE
       I told your partner, I can't help.  I
       didn't see anything.
 
              EDDIE
       C'mon, start at the beginning.  You know
       these people?
 
              DAPHNE
       Tamina was a friend of mine.  My shower
       was broken, she let me use theirs.
 
              EDDIE
       Go on.
 
She says nothing.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Whether you tell us or not, we'll find
       out.  Better if it comes from you.
 
              DAPHNE
       If I tell you, will you arrest me?
 
              EDDIE
       Arrest you for what?  Why would we
       arrest you?
 
She still hesitates.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       What are you hiding?  Why are you afraid
 
              JORDY
       She just saw two of her friends killed!
       They probably threatened her.
 
              EDDIE
       Is that all there is?
 
She looks at Eddie.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Are you here illegally?  Don't worry
       about that.  We'll talk to Immigration.
       They won't deport you.
 
              DAPHNE
       No, no, don't talk to Immigration!
 
She clams up.
 
              JORDY
       Why not?
 
              EDDIE
       Something back home?
 
Jordy leads Daphne to a table - she sits.  Eddie sits across
from her.  Jordy crouches down next to her.
 
              DAPHNE
       ...my little sister and I shared a flat -
       I came home one night and a man was
       raping her.  His gun was on the chair...
       He came at me and I shot him.
 
              JORDY
              (optimistic)
       Alright.  That's a justifiable homicide.
 
              DAPHNE
       Yes, but he was a cop.
 
              EDDIE
       A cop?
 
              DAPHNE
              (beat)
       I'm from a small town in Slovakia.  Like
       the South here.  The Police is right, a
       civilian is wrong.  So I fled.
 
              EDDIE
       Look, we can help you but right now we
       have to deal with what's happening here.
       Tell us the truth...is that the truth?
 
              DAPHNE
       You're a cop - you'll never believe me.
 
              JORDY
              (to Eddie)
       Can I talk to you?
 
Eddie steps away with Jordy.  Keeping his eyes on Daphne.
She tries to listen.
 
              EDDIE
       She's fucked.  Even if that story is
       true.
 
              JORDY
       Raw deal.
 
Eddie tilts his head.  Measures Jordy.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Look - let me talk to her.  Any leads I
       get, they're all yours.  Just let me
       have a first crack at her.
 
              EDDIE
       You wanna talk to her alone?
 
              JORDY
       Yeah.
 
              EDDIE
       What would your girlfriend think of
       that?
 
              JORDY
       I don't have a girlfriend.
 
              EDDIE
       My point exactly.
 
              JORDY
       I'm serious here.
 
              EDDIE
       So am I.
 
              JORDY
       C'mon.  You intimidate her 'cause you're
       a celebrity.  She sees me differently.
 
              EDDIE
       You're her Savior?  Is she the kid
       you're gonna save from the burning
       building?
 
              JORDY
       You know what I'm saying here.
 
Eddie looks at his watch.  Thinks it over.  Measures Jordy.
 
              EDDIE
       Okay, tell you what, I'll give you a
       head start.  You take her to the station
       house.  Don't let her out of your sight.
       She's the only warm body we got left.
 
              JORDY
       Hey.  I'm a professional.
 
              EDDIE
       Women like that have a way of turning
       professionals into amateurs.
 
He gives Jordy a look and heads for the door.
 
INT. A SEEDY BATHROOM - DAY
 
Emil pulls off his sock and shoe, lifts his foot into a
stained sink and washes the blood away, exposing the chunk of
pink flesh taken out of his ankle.  Emil grabs some toilet
paper, plugs the wound, then cuts the towel off the dispenser
with his kitchen knife and wraps his ankle.  He grits teeth
in pain.  The lights go out.  Then Oleg adjusts the
fluorescent light above the sink.
 
              OLEG
       Gotta light the scene better.  Now it's
       more moody... like a scene from THE
       THIRD MAN.
 
              EMIL
       Shut up.
 
              OLEG
       Does it hurt?
 
Emil lifts his foot out of the sink.
 
              EMIL
       This is nothing.
 
Emil lifts his shirt, exposing his back.
 
              OLEG
       Oh, shit.  I hate looking at that!
 
              EMIL
       Don't want to film this?
 
We don't see what Oleg sees - not yet - but from his
expression, it's horrible.
 
INT. JORDY'S CAR - DAY
 
Daphne rides in the backseat.  Jordy's watching her in the
rearview.
 
              DAPHNE
       Now I become custody of police
       department?
 
              JORDY
       If you cooperate with the DA - maybe
       they'll help you with your situation.
 
              DAPHNE
       I will if they don't send me back.
 
              JORDY
       They won't until this is over.
 
She looks away.  Out the window.  Jordy sees emotion filling
her eyes.  She looks back at him - her eyes have teared up.
 
              DAPHNE
       Are you married?
 
              JORDY
       Divorced.
 
              DAPHNE
       Do you live alone?
              (beat)
       I've been in these clothes since...the
       killings.  Could we stop at your place?
       I could take a shower...before I go into
       custody?
 
Jordy looks at her.  Can't quite tell if she's trying to
manipulate him or really just wants to get cleaned up before
all the shit starts.
 
              JORDY
       I can't take you to my place.
 
              DAPHNE
       Somewhere else?
 
Jordy looks at her...
 
 
EDDIE
 
Staring right at us.
 
              EDDIE
       I want to talk to you about something
       serious.
 
He holds up the diamond engagement ring.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       I want to live the rest of my life with
       you...I don't know you've been married
       before and I've never been married, but
       I do love you, and...
 
Eddie is standing in front of a mirror - rehearsing the
proposal.  He notices a small dab of blood on his shirtcuff.
Leon's blood.  Paulie enters carrying a towel and a vodka
tonic.
 
              PAULIE
       She's here.
 
Paulie sets down the drink and begins their silent ritual.
He hands Eddie the towel.  Eddie wipes off his face and
hands, then hands the towel back to Paulie.  Paulie helps
Eddie on with his coat.  Eddie takes some Visine out of his
coat pocket.  Drops a few in each eye.  HE straightens
himself and looks in the mirror, taking a big gulp of the
drink.  Eddie sets the glass down and starts out.  Paulie
hands him a Binaca.  Eddie gives himself a squirt as he
exits.  Paulie follows.
 
INT. P.B. HERMAN'S RESTAURANT - DAY
 
It's lunchtime...it's crowded.  Eddie takes a seat at a
table.  He takes the ring out of his pocket - holds it under
the table.  Nicolette Karas walks up to Eddie from behind.
Gives him a kiss on the cheek.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Hey, honey.
 
              EDDIE
       Hey.
 
She orders a drink in Greek from the Greek waiter, then sits
down across the table.  There's a long pause - they just look
at each other.
 
              NICOLETTE
       What is your problem?  Why'd you snap at
       me?  I just wanted a statement.
 
              EDDIE
       I can't...I can't answer you just
       because you want me to answer you!
 
              NICOLETTE
       You didn't have to embarrass me in front
       of my colleagues.  You could give me
       something.
 
              EDDIE
       Oh, I'm sorry.  Did I embarrass you,
       sweetheart?  Oh...
 
              NICOLETTE
       Stop it.
 
              EDDIE
       Maybe I should just, ya know...turn to
       the cameras and say, do you mind if we
       just work something out?
 
              NICOLETTE
       Alright, alright, Eddie.  Don't
       patronize me.
 
              EDDIE
       I'm not.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Yes you are.  I'm not just some
       reporter.  I don't just stick a
       microphone in your face.  You could give
       me something.
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah, well you took the camera and put
       it right down on the evidence.  That
       was...
 
              NICOLETTE
       That was good.  You were holding the
       evidence.
 
              EDDIE
       You were merciless.  You didn't give a
       shit if you got me or not.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Well, who was it that taught me how to
       do that?  Huh?
 
              EDDIE
       You're ruthless.
 
              NICOLETTE
       You're not so bad yourself.
 
They look at each other.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       C'mere.
 
They kiss.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       Look at this.  You have blood on your
       shirt.  Whose is it?
 
              EDDIE
       Could be Leon's.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Jesus.  And last week you came over with
       blood on your shoes.  What am I going to
       do with you?
 
Eddie takes her hand.
 
              EDDIE
       You know, I been thinkin'...these shoes
       might look nice with another pair of
       shoes next to them in the closet.
 
She looks at him.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       You know, Nicky, I've been married twice
       before.  My first wife was a
       professional woman, didn't have time for
       children.  My second wife...I never
       wanted to go home to her.
 
Nicolette's phone rings.  Eddie stops - looks at the ringing
phone.
 
              NICOLETTE
       What are you doing?  What are you
       saying?
 
Nicolette's phone keeps ringing.  Eddie stares at it.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       Eddie?
 
Nicolette's phone keeps ringing.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       Don't worry about the damn phone.  I
       won't answer it.
 
              EDDIE
       Answer the phone.
 
              NICOLETTE
       No.  Tell me what you want to say.
 
              EDDIE
       Answer it.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Okay.  Okay.  Hold that thought just for
       a second.  They only call me when it's
       an emergency.  Just hold that thought.
              (into the phone)
       Can you call back?
 
              PHONE VOICE (O.S.)
       We need you here in twenty minutes.  Get
       in a cab.
 
              NICOLETTE
       What're you talking about?
 
              PHONE VOICE (O.S.)
       Katie.  We don't know where she is.  We
       can't find her.  You gotta anchor the
       5:00.  This is your shot.  Come now.
 
              NICOLETTE
       What?  Oh.  Okay.  Yeah.
 
The line disconnects.  She collapses the phone.  Turns to
Eddie.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       Oh my G-d, they want me to anchor.  They
       want me to anchor tonight!
 
              EDDIE
       That's good.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Yeah.
 
              EDDIE
       Well, that's great.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Okay.  That is great.  But I can't go
       now, we're in the middle of something
       here.
 
              EDDIE
       No.  Go ahead.  You're gonna be great.
 
              NICOLETTE
       No.  No, listen to me here.  I want to
       know what you're talking about.  You
       know, the shoe thing and the marriages
       and...
 
              EDDIE
       I'll tell you tonight.  Let's do it
       tonight.  As soon as you get back we'll
       talk.  We'll talk.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Promise?
 
              EDDIE
       I promise.  We'll talk.  You'll be
       great.  You'll be fine.  Go ahead, just
       imagine that, uh... Just look into the
       lens and imagine you're talking to me.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Yeah.  I'll do that.  As long as you're
       not patronizing me.
 
              EDDIE
       Patronizing you... Nay, I love you.
 
              NICOLETTE
       I love you.
 
They kiss.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       Okay, til tonight.
 
              EDDIE
       Tonight.
 
              NICOLETTE
       You promise?
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah.  I promise.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Okay.  And you know what, I'll swing by
       my place, grab a couple pairs of shoes
       and maybe just test them out next to
       yours...How's that... Would that be a
       good thing.
 
              EDDIE
       Yeah, yeah.  Good thing.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Okay.
 
              EDDIE
       See you later.  Good luck.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Thank you.
 
              EDDIE
       Don't be late.
 
She walks out.
 
INT. FIRE STATION 91 - DAY
 
Jordy unlocks the door.  Enters with Daphne.  The fire
station is empty.
 
              JORDY
       The men are out of quarters - practicing
       putting out fires.
 
              DAPHNE
       So...the station is empty?
 
              JORDY
       Yeah.  This way.
 
He gestures toward the stairs.
 
INT. FIRE STATION LOCKER ROOM - CONTINUOUS
 
Jordy and Daphne walk through the locker room.  Her eyes
never leaving Jordy's.
 
              JORDY
       You considered becoming a prostitute?
 
              DAPHNE
       Yes, I considered it.
 
              JORDY
       Did you ever turn tricks before?
 
              DAPHNE
       No.
 
              JORDY
       What about back home?
 
              DAPHNE
       No.
 
Daphne stops.  Looks at him.  Stands very close.
 
              DAPHNE (CONT'D)
       I came here.  I had no money.  I knew no
       one.  I couldn't get a job because you
       have to have a green card to get work.
       They approached me - I could've made a
       lot of money.  I considered it, but...
       it's not who I am.  They pay me below
       the table at Ludwig's.
 
              JORDY
       So you were never a prostitute?
 
              DAPHNE
       What are you asking me?
 
              JORDY
       I'm just trying to find out who you are.
 
She looks up into his eyes.  Searching.  Thinking he's
hinting.
 
              DAPHNE
       Can you let me go?
 
She leans in close to him - giving him the opportunity to
kiss her.  Jordy is tempted but...remembers Eddie's warning
and backs up slightly.
 
              JORDY
       Showers are this way.
 
Desperate now, willing to do anything, Daphne moves in even
closer.
 
              DAPHNE
       You could shower with me.
 
Jordy is locked in her eyes.  Almost giving in.  Then breaks
away.  Gestures towards the showers.
Daphne looks away form him - crestfallen.  She heads to the
showers.  Jordy follows her into the bathroom.  The walls are
lined with shower stalls.
 
              JORDY
       I'll uh, I'll get you a towel.
 
He leaves her there.  Alone.  She quickly moves to the
window.  Opens it.  Looks down.  It's a two-story drop to the
street.
 
JORDY
 
gets a towel from the locker room.  His beeper goes off.  He
checks the number but decides not to return the call.  We
follow him back into the bathroom.  The shower is on but he
notices the window.  It's open.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Shit!
 
He rushes over.  He looks out.  No sign of her.  He turns -
looks back at the shower.  It's on but he can't see through
the curtain.  Can't tell if she's there.  He walks over -
quickly - fearing that she's left.  He pulls the curtain
aside.  She's crouched in the corner shower stall.  Holding
herself.  She looks up at him - her eyes filled with tears.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Are you alright?
 
Jordy sits on the bench next to the shower.
 
              DAPHNE
       I'm not a whore.  I'm not a whore.
 
              JORDY
       I know.
 
              DAPHNE
       You don't know.  I'm sorry.  I was
       desperate.  That's not me.  I shot a
       cop.  Can you imagine what they'll do to
       me when I got to prison?
 
              JORDY
       They're not gonna send you right back.
 
              DAPHNE
       I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to...I'm glad.
       Actually I'm glad it's over.  All this
       time.  Hiding.  Never being able to look
       anyone in the eyes.
       Always afraid that someone would find
       out who I was.  Never trusting anyone...
 
He covers her with the towel, pulling her up.
 
              JORDY
       You can trust me.
 
She embraces him.  Trusting him.  He stands there for a
moment.  Then awkwardly holds her.  Comforting her.
 
INT. NYC RESTAURANT - DAY
 
CLOSE UP
 
on a steak.  Male hands cut a piece.  Another male hand sets
down a huge bottle of Extra Strength Excedrin.  The hands
abandon the steak and rip open the bottle.  The CAMERA pulls
back to include the LCD screen of Oleg's videocamera.  He is
taping Emil as he rips open the safety plastic with his
teeth.  Emil is sweating with fever and his eyes are glazed
over in pain.  He 'drinks' pills from the bottle and chews
them up.  Wincing in pain.  Emil washes them down with a
beer.
 
Emil looks down and the camera follows his gaze to the
"People" magazine article he's reading on Stephen Geller.
Emil laughs.  Shaking his head at the article as the
videocamera tilts back up to his face.
 
              OLEG
       What is it?
 
              EMIL
       The video of Milos and Tamina - I told
       you to erase it.
 
              OLEG
       I did.
 
              EMIL
       And the whore's murder?  You didn't
       erase that either, did you?  Don't lie,
       I won't be angry.
 
              OLEG
       Why not?
 
              EMIL
       Put the camera down, Oleg.
 
Oleg closes the LCD screen and puts the camera down.  Emil
removes a small address book -- from Leon's wallet - he looks
up Eddie Flemming's name.
 
              OLEG
       What is that?
 
              EMIL
       What does it look like?  It's an address
       book!
 
Oleg jumps up with the camera to tape the book.
 
              OLEG
       Let me get a shot of it.
 
              EMIL
       Sit down!
 
              OLEG
       This way.  Hold it this way.  Good.
 
Oleg gets a shot and quickly sits back down.
 
              OLEG (CONT'D)
       Why won't you be angry at me for keeping
       my movie?
 
Emil takes a gulp of beer - drops cash on the table and limps
away.  Oleg follows.
 
 
INT. PRECINCT - DAY
 
It's quiet - Chief Duffy paces in front of the Sergeant's
desk.  Looking at his watch.  Growing more and more
aggravated as every second ticks by.  Jordy enters escorting
Daphne.  Sees Duffy and tires to go past him.  Duffy turns
and sees Jordy and Daphne.
 
              DUFFY
       Hey.  Warsaw.
 
Jordy stops and comes back.  Sitting Daphne down on a bench.
 
              JORDY
       Hey, Chief, what are you doing here?
 
              DUFFY
       I came to see how the investigation was
       going.
              (looks at Daphne)
       I called and you're not here.  I wait up
       at the station and you don't even show
       up!!!  I beep you - you don't return my
       call.  Where the hell have you been?!
 
Jordy takes a few steps away from Daphne.
 
              JORDY
       Ladder 20 was on the Rock for training.
       We stopped there... so she could get
       cleaned up.
 
              DUFFY
       What do you mean, 'cleaned up?'
 
              JORDY
       I let her take a shower.
 
              DUFFY
       A shower!?  Did you take one, too?
 
              JORDY
       No!  Nothing happened.
 
              DUFFY
       Oh really.  That's nice.  You took a
       homicide witness to take a shower after
       your partner was shot?  Are you out of
       your fucking mind??  Are you having that
       much trouble gettin' dates?!
 
              EDDIE (O.S.)
       I told him to take her there.
 
Jordy and Duffy turn.  Eddie walks out.  Eddie turns - Tommy -
the young detective who caught the case in the King Edward
Hotel - is coming out of the back office.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Tommy, get her outta here.
 
Tommy takes Daphne into the precinct.
 
              TOMMY
       This way, ma'am.
 
              EDDIE
       There was too much press hangin' around
       there.  I didn't want her face on the
       news.  So I told him to take her to a
       quiet area until things settled down.
 
              DUFFY
       Oh.
 
              EDDIE
       It was my decision, not his.
 
              DUFFY
       Well, I'm the Deputy Chief Fire Marshall
       and every now and then I'd like to be
       included in decisions.
 
              EDDIE
       Look, after Jordy briefs me, you can do
       the press conference.  How about that?
       The case is all yours.
 
              DUFFY
       Oh yeah...?  Alright.
 
              EDDIE
              (to Jordy)
       I'm ready to be briefed.
              (to Duffy)
       Excuse us.
 
              DUFFY
              (to Eddie)
       Yeah, sure.
              (to Jordy)
       Beep me when you're ready for the press
       conference.
 
              JORDY
       Will do, Chief.
 
Eddie leads the way, walking past the Sergeant's desk -
toward the back and to his office.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Eddie, I...
 
Eddie holds up his hand - silencing Jordy.
 
              EDDIE
       Wait.
 
INT. POLICE PRECINCT - DETECTIVE ROOM'S SQUAD - DAY
 
A handful of detectives talk about work over burned coffee.
Eddie enters with Jordy.
 
              EDDIE
       Guys...give me a few minutes?
 
They empty out.
 
              JORDY
       Look, Eddie, I'm tellin' you - I didn't
       touch her.
 
              EDDIE
       Well, you shoulda because nobody's gonna
       believe you didn't...including me.
 
              JORDY
       I took her there for a shower and that's
       it.
 
              EDDIE
       Just a shower?
 
Eddie gives Jordy a questioning look.
 
              JORDY
       Yeah, just her in the shower.  Nothing
       happened.  Look, I'm sure you probably
       think I'm a fool and I fucked up, but...
 
              EDDIE
       No, I don't think you were a fool, I
       just think you were stupid about it.  I
       mean, to say the least, you outta know
       better.  You don't know her well enough.
       She's got the potential to fucking hang
       you even if she suggests that you made a
       pass at her, it's fuckin' over.  You can
       deny it all you want, but it will not
       make one fucking bit of difference.
       You're dead.
 
              JORDY
       I told you, you know, I thought I was
       doing the right thing, you know, I think
       she's innocent.
 
              EDDIE
       Well, it's not up to you to decide
       whether she's innocent or not.  Don't
       you understand, that's why you're a
       professional.
 
              JORDY
       But, I mean, didn't you ever go out on a
       limb for somebody?  I mean, you shoulda
       heard her there.  Tellin' her whole
       story...I believed her.
 
              EDDIE
       How you go out on a limb for somebody is
       by giving her a number of an Immigration
       lawyer.  Here, here's a number of an
       Immigration lawyer.  That's how you help
       her.
       But you can't get involved in her like
       that.  You're gonna jeopardize your
       career, your life and you're gonna
       jeopardize my case.  And lemme give you
       another piece of advice.  Maybe you
       don't watch TV but I'll let you in on a
       little secret - the whole fuckin' world
       watches television.  And when you get
       out there, they know your face.  And the
       little fame, the little fuckin' itty
       bitty fame that I get in this city makes
       it a lot easier for my job.  And I get
       more done because of it.
 
Jordy studies Eddie for a quiet beat.
 
              JORDY
       Why'd you help me back there with the
       Chief?  Why'd you stand up for me like
       that?
 
              EDDIE
       You know, I don't know.  I like you.
       You remind me of a puppy I used to have.
       He pissed on the rug all the time, but I
       still kept him.
 
Eddie picks up his cigar that's going out.  He sticks it in
his mouth.  A match is lit.  He looks up.  Jordy holds the
match.  Eddie dips the end of the cigar and puffs.  The
homicide detective and the fire marshal hold a look.
 
 
INT. EDDIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
 
Eddie walks in - carrying flowers.  He closes and locks the
door behind him.  He grabs the phone.  Dials.
 
              EDDIE
       It's Flemming...anything turn up?  Did
       they check the hospitals?  Airports?
       Yeah, I hit him!  I fuckin' hit him!  We
       should be all over everywhere - with
       dogs, choppers, everything!  These guys
       are from fuckin' Czechoslovakia...
 
He looks at the flowers.  Decides to put the case behind him
for a moment.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       I'll call you later.
 
He HANGS up.  Arranges the flowers in a vase.  So they look
perfect.  Sets them on the coffee table.  Fills out a card,
writes, "Nicky, I love you.
Will you marry me?"  He sticks the card in the flowers -
turns the lights down low.  Puts a romantic Sinatra song on
the stereo.  Moves to the liquor cabinet.  Pours himself a
drink.  He sets the ringbox on the coffee table - next to the
flowers.  There's a knock at the door.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Coming!
 
Eddie smooths his hair, unlocks the door.  But the hallway is
empty.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Nicky!?!?
 
No answer.  Eddie steps out in the hallway with the drink in
his hand.  Walks toward the elevator.  Doesn't notice the
shadow that passes behind him - entering his apartment.
Eddie turns.  No sign of anyone.
 
              EDDIE (CONT'D)
       Nicky?!
 
He walks back toward his apartment.  Turns and locks the
door.  A BLUR jumps out of the shadows SLAMMING him on the
head with a gun.  Eddie tumbles to the floor!  OUT COLD!
 
A BLURRED VIDEO IMAGE
 
as it's focused - on Eddie - handcuffed and upper body taped
to a chair - 20 minutes later - sobered up.  Emil is sitting
in front of him.  On the coffee table alongside him are the
flowers in a vase.  They've ransacked the place.  Emil has
Eddie's watch, his gold shield and his money.  He's smoking
one of Eddie's cigars and in Emil's hand...is the diamond
engagement ring and card.  Oleg, 60 MINUTES-style, is
positioned behind Emil videotaping Eddie.  He moves to the
corner of the room - bringing a light back over to illuminate
Eddie's face.
 
              EMIL
       So...who's Nicky?
 
              EDDIE
       What do you want?
 
              EMIL
       Your opinion.
              (leaning forward)
       You see, they going to make a movie
       about me, too, Eddie.  And write books.
 
              EDDIE
              (sarcastic)
       What's your accomplishment.
 
              EMIL
       I kill someone famous.
 
              EDDIE
       Then do it, asshole.
 
              EMIL
       Good - be tough to the end.  Actor who
       plays you will want to die like hero.
 
Eddie looks at the videocamera.  Emil answers Eddie's look.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       So tabloids don't have to do re
       enactments.  They going to have real
       movie this time.
 
              EDDIE
       If you kill me and film it you're
       putting a noose around your neck.
 
Emil turns to Oleg.
 
              EMIL
       Turn it off.
 
Oleg obeys.  Emil turns to Eddie.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       No.  We are insane.  Who else but crazy
       men would film their murders?
              (gestures to Eddie)
       So we kill someone famous and if we are
       caught, we are sent to mental hospital.
       But what good is money there?  Because
       once in hospital I say I not crazy.
       Just pretended to be acquitted.  We see
       psychiatrists.  They must certify we are
       sane and because of your - what is law
       called?
              (Eddie says nothing)
       Oh - I got it.  Because of your Double
       Jeopardy law, we can't be tried for same
       crime twice.  We come out free, rich and
       famous!
 
              OLEG
       Good idea!
 
              EDDIE
       You really think you'll be able to fool
       a jury with this bullshit?  How fuckin'
       stupid are you?
 
              EMIL
       Smarter than Americans.  You're fed cry
       baby talk shows all day long.  Not only
       will Americans believe me, they'll cry
       for me.
              (laughs)
       So...Detective Eddie Flemming, would you
       like to say goodbye to your Nicolette?
       Maybe you can propose to her now?
 
Eddie says nothing.  Just stares at Emil.  Emil puffs on
Eddie's cigar.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Okay.  He has nothing to say.
              (signaling Oleg)
       Start the camera!
 
              OLEG
       Cut!
 
Emil looks at Oleg.
 
              OLEG (CONT'D)
       This is my project.  I say 'action.'  I
       am the director!  You are the talent.
       You wait for me to say 'action!'
 
Emil looks at Eddie as if to say, "See what I have to put up
with."  Oleg gestures from behind the videocamera.
 
              OLEG (CONT'D)
       And...action!
 
Oleg FILMS as Emil raises Eddie's service revolver.  Eddie
suddenly KICKS at Emil's hand, but Emil pulls it away,
backing out of Eddie's reach.
 
              EMIL
       Bad last moment - I cut that out.
 
Emil raises the pistol again - pointing the gun at Eddie's
left temple.  Emil cocks the hammer, but Eddie avoids the
gun, ducking his head to the side of Emil's arm.  Standing
and following his head up Emil's arm and pushing him over
into the desk.  Eddie then knocks Emil with the chair and
Emil falls off the desk and onto the floor.
 
Oleg still grips the videocamera.  Eddie continues around
with the chair and drives Oleg back across the room - pinning
him to the wall.
 
Eddie comes back from Oleg to the gun at the same time as
Emil is limping for it.  Eddie knocks Emil out of the way
with the chair and then stabs him with the legs of the chair
repeatedly.
 
Eddie comes up and around again at Oleg who is coming at him
from the wall.  Eddie knocks Oleg over the coffee table and
onto the sofa.  Falling on top of him, rolling over and
leaving Oleg on the sofa.
 
Eddie manages to get up from the sofa and position the chair
in such a way that he can fall over backward and grab the
gun.  Emil limps toward the gun at the same time and it is
not clear in the darkness who has the gun.
 
Oleg gets up from the sofa and goes over to get the
videocamera.  Eddie has managed to get the gun and comes up
as Oleg is moving in with the camera and starts shooting
toward Oleg - managing to shoot one of the blinds off the
window and one of the lampshades off the lamp.
 
Oleg crouches down with the camera and Eddie starts to turn
toward Emil who comes at him with the knife and stabs him in
the stomach.
 
Emil steps back, revealing the knife is BURIED IN EDDIE'S
STOMACH.
 
Eddie stumbles backward, falling over but still attached to
the chair - holding the gun.  Eddie can't believe he got
stabbed.  Blood swells around his stomach.  He can't be
dying.  This can't be happening.  He looks at Emil.  The pain
is terrible.  Oleg has knelt down next to Eddie - getting a
close up.
 
Emil looks at Eddie.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Die.  Die.
 
Emil looks around.  Grabs a black pillow and finishes Eddie
off, suffocating him.
 
 
BLACKNESS
 
We are moving through a tunnel - pitch black, so dark all you
feel is the motion.  We are travelling very fast.  Finally,
in the distance, a speck of light which fills the frame.
We slowly pull back from the white light to discover it is a
tiny pixel on a TV screen.
 
WIDENING
 
further out we see Eddie's funeral on the evening news.  It's
an enormous gathering - a sea of blue uniforms and
dignitaries.  In the upper right hand corner, superimposed
over the funeral, is a picture of Eddie from his ID and in
his NYPD uniform.  We see Oleg's reflection on the set with
the videocamera.  He is filming the TV.  We hear the audio
from Eddie's funeral.
 
              NEWSCASTER (ON T.V.)
       ..Detective Flemming was one of the most
       decorated NYPD detectives in the history
       of New York.  He made several thousand
       arrests during his career, including the
       famed Stephen Geller case.  Beloved by
       the community in which he served.  His
       partner eulogized him...
 
Leon is at the mic.
 
              LEON (ON T.V.)
       ...Eddie was my mentor, my best friend
       and my partner...he taught me the
       meaning of the word 'cop.'  He was a man
       in every sense of the word.  I'll miss
       him...
              (choking on tears)
       Sleep well, brother.
 
Leon begins to sing "Amazing Grace."  Oleg PANS from the TV
and focuses it on a lightbulb.  Hands enter the frame -
carefully pouring clear liquid into an ashtray.  A long
hypodermic needle slides into the ashtray - the plunger is
pulled back and the needle quickly fills with liquid.
Gingerly, the needle is inserted into the lightbulb.  Again,
the plunger moves and the lightbulb is filled and placed on a
table...next to a CAN OF GASOLINE.  VIDEOCAMERA ZOOMS OUT
revealing...Emil sitting at a hotel desk doing this.
 
INT. P.B. HERMAN'S RESTAURANT - DAY
 
It's packed with COPS drinking.  Prosecutors...lawyers...many
who were at the funeral, including Leon.  All wear the black
ribbon on their badges.  There's a quality of an Irish wake -
boisterous, guys cursing...many cops in uniform.  A buffet
has been laid out.
 
Hawkins enters in a black suit, wearing a black ribbon.  He
greets people, shaking hands, embracing Leon.
 
              HAWKINS
       Awful...what an awful day.  He was New
       York City.
 
Hawkins notices a young man by the window.  Teary-eyed.  It's
Tommy.  Hawkins nods to him.
 
              TOMMY
       I never got to tell him how much I
       admired him.
 
              HAWKINS
       I know, son, I know.  We all loved him.
 
Hawkins moves on...greeting others.  He notices at the end of
the bar - sitting alone on a stool - is Nicolette.  He moves
to her.  Pulls up a stool alongside her.  She turns, looks at
him.  Just stares at him for a long beat.  She is bombed.
Definitely drunk.  She's had many.  She turns to Hawkins.
 
              NICOLETTE
       You know...you know he was gonna propose
       to me.  The crime guys found a card he'd
       written out to me.  And a ring
       box...these fuckers that killed him -
       have my ring.  They have my diamond
       engagement ring...
 
Hawkins touches her shoulder with compassion.
 
              HAWKINS
       I know.
 
              NICOLETTE
       What do you mean you know?  He told you
       he was gonna propose to me?
 
              HAWKINS
       Well, he...
 
              NICOLETTE
              (overriding)
       I want to hear everything he said.
 
              HAWKINS
       I'm trying to tell you.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Alright.  Go ahead.
 
              HAWKINS
       That morning.  He was talking to me and
       Leon about marriage.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Oh my G-d.  We were having lunch here.
       He started making overtures - talking
       about little shoes next to his in his
       closet but I got a call to anchor - and
       I walked out on him.  I walked out on
       him when he was trying to ask me to
       marry him!!
 
Nicolette is crying now.  She angrily wipes away a tear.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       I'd never had a great relationship
       before.  I'd never made great choices
       with men.  And he wasn't easy to get to
       know.  He was older, my parents told me
       I was nuts to get involved with him.
       But he was so great to me.  Always
       encouraging, telling me I could do
       anything...
              (beat)
       He was the one.  You know, I'd give up
       everything - everything - for just a
       little more time.  I would've spent
       fifteen minutes with him if that's all I
       knew I had.
 
She's lost it.  Hawkins consoles her.  Nicolette shrugs him
off - turns back to her drink.  Downs the rest of it.  A
woman arrives, MAGGIE, Hawkins' producer - assistant in tow.
 
              MAGGIE
       Robert...?
 
              HAWKINS
       What are you doing here?
 
              MAGGIE
              (holding a cellular)
       You've got a call.
 
              HAWKINS
       I can't talk to anybody right now, can't
       you see I'm busy!  I can't talk
       business.  Hang up.  Have a drink.
              (to Paulie)
       Get her a whiskey.
 
              MAGGIE
       Trust me, you'll want to take this call.
 
Robert steps off the stool.  Takes the phone.
 
              HAWKINS
       Hello?  Who is this?
              (listens)
       How do I know this is you?
 
Hawkins gives Nicolette a comforting squeeze on her shoulder.
Backs away from the bar.  Now out of hearing distance, he
looks back at Nicolette and lowers his voice.
 
              HAWKINS (CONT'D)
       Where?
 
We INTERCUT Emil on a public phone in the lobby of a movie
theater.  Oleg videotapes Emil on the phone, as he throws
glances into the theater.
 
              EMIL
       Come to 45 Broadway.  Don't bring the
       Police.  Come alone or you'll be in my
       next film.
 
              HAWKINS
              (low)
       Look asshole.  I've been threatened by
       better than you.
 
              EMIL
       No.  I'm the best that's ever threatened
       you.
 
              HAWKINS
       I'll meet you on one condition - I get
       exclusivity and you surrender to me.
 
              EMIL
       We'll talk about that.  Four o'clock
       gives you time to go to bank.  Three
       hundred thousand dollars.
 
              HAWKINS
       What?  It doesn't work that way.
 
              EMIL
              (incensed)
       If you don't want my film - I'll call
       another show.  And they will show it.
 
              HAWKINS
       Wait a minute.  Wait a minute.
 
              EMIL
       Come alone.  Bring cash.  And we'll talk
       about surrendering.
 
CLICK.  The line goes dead.  Hawkins disconnects.  Hands the
phone back to Maggie.  She's looking at him.  Excited.
Hawkins looks at Nicolette.  His mind whirls.
 
INT. FIRE STATION 91 - KITCHEN - DAY
 
Daphne and Korfin are sitting at a table.  Korfin's arm is in
a sling, his side bandaged.  Duffy and Jordy enter in their
dress uniforms.  Korfin walks over to them.
 
              KORFIN
       How was it?
 
              JORDY
              (numb)
       Not good.
 
Jordy's quiet.  Dazed.  Nobody can believe Eddie's gone.
 
              DUFFY
              (nods to Daphne)
       Did the D.A. videotape her deposition?
 
              KORFIN
       Yeah.  He finished awhile ago.
 
              DUFFY
              (to Korfin)
       Alright.  Swing by her apartment.  Let
       her pick up her clothes and take her
       straight to Hoover Street.  You got
       that?
 
              KORFIN
       Yeah.
 
Jordy looks at her.  Duffy sees them hold each other's look.
 
              JORDY
       Chief - mind if I take her?
 
              DUFFY
       Okay.  But not water sports.
 
Duffy walks out.  Jordy leads Daphne out of the station.
Korfin follows.  A MAN IN A CHEAP SUIT is talking to Camello
who points as Jordy walks by.  The man chases after Jordy.
 
              MAN
       Excuse me - Jordan Warsaw?
 
              JORDY
       Yeah.
 
              MAN
              (shoving papers in Jordy's
            hand)
       Consider yourself served.
 
Jordy opens the papers.  Korfin puts Daphne in the car.
Walks back over to Jordy and reads over his shoulder.
 
              KORFIN
       Zwangendaba??? Is suing you, the
       department and the city of New York for
       10 million?  Who is Zwangendaba?
 
Jordy remembers...and gets more depressed.
 
              JORDY
       The mugger.
 
EXT. DAPHNE'S APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT
 
It's an old brownstone - in poor condition.  Jordy pulls up.
Opens the door for Daphne - takes her by the elbow - steering
her to the door.  He is edgy.  Jumpy.  Looking around.
 
              DAPHNE
       Are you alright?
 
              JORDY
       I still can't believe Eddie's gone.
 
              DAPHNE
       I'm sorry.
 
He looks at her.  Nods.  They walk up to the stairs as the
front door opens.  A NEIGHBOR exits, shocked.  Jordy pulls
Daphne out of the way.
 
              DAPHNE (CONT'D)
              (in Czech to the man)
       Hello.  How are you?
 
INT. DAPHNE'S APARTMENT BUILDING - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
 
Jordy and Daphne make their way up the stairs.  A bouquet of
flowers are outside Daphne's apartment.
 
              JORDY
       What's this?
 
She takes the card.  Jordy looks over her shoulder.  Daphne
reads: "Good luck with all your troubles.  I'm here if you
need me...Ludwig."
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Is he your boyfriend?
 
              DAPHNE
       Ludwig?  He's gay - are you jealous?
 
              JORDY
       If I was your boyfriend, I might be.
 
              DAPHNE
       If you were my boyfriend, I'd suggest
       you find another girlfriend that isn't
       going to jail ten-thousand miles away.
 
They're staring in each other's eyes.  The sexual tension
strong.
 
              JORDY
       A good Immigration lawyer could stall
       the process.  Eddie recommended one.
 
              DAPHNE
       No matter what happens...I'm glad I met
       you.
 
              JORDY
       I'm glad I met you.
 
They hold each other's eyes...then suddenly they kiss.
Urgently.  Passionately.  Somebody is coming up the stairs.
They part quickly.  A tenant enters his apartment down the
hall.  Jordy clears his throat.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Let's get your stuff.
 
He opens the door.  Peers inside - checking it out.  Turns to
her.  Gestures that it's okay to enter.
 
INT. DAPHNE'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
 
It's very small.  Almost no furniture.  The bare minimum.
The apartment is a hole.  She looks at Jordy.  Both thinking
the same thought.  Another kiss.
 
              JORDY
       You better get packed.
 
              DAPHNE
       Right.
 
She holds his look.
 
              JORDY
       Do you have coffee?
 
              DAPHNE
       In the kitchen.
 
              JORDY
       I'll make some for us.
 
              DAPHNE
       I'll get my clothes.
 
She heads down the hall.  Jordy enters the small kitchen.  He
flips on the kitchen light and the LIGHTBULB EXPLODES -
SETTING THE CEILING ON FIRE AND RELEASING A RAIN OF FIRE INTO
THE ROOM.  Jordy JUMPS BACK.
 
              DAPHNE (CONT'D)
       Jordy!!!
 
              JORDY
       No!  Get back!  GET BACK!!!
 
Jordy's more surprised than shaken.  It's a fire - he knows
the drill.  He pushes her into the living room.  Then notices
a FIRE EXTINGUISHER hanging on the wall.  Grabs it.  Aims it
at the FIRE spreading in the kitchen.  He SPRAYS as Daphne
SCREAMS!
 
              DAPHNE
       That's not mine!
 
WHOOOOOOOOOSH!  The fire extinguisher FEEDS THE FIRE!  Flames
leap up from the fire - shooting toward the extinguisher
because it's filled with gasoline.  The handle LOCKS!  Jordy
CAN'T TURN IT OFF.  Flames engulf the extinguisher and
JORDY'S HAND.
 
He flings the extinguisher - BACKS OUT OF THE KITCHEN.
Closes the door.  Jordy takes off his jacket.  Stuffs it
under the bottom of the door.  Blocking the smoke.  He
hurries into the living room.  Knowing it's moments before
the extinguisher will explode.  Jordy pulls out his cellular.
Hits the speed dial as he notices Daphne about to throw a
chair through the window.
 
              JORDY
       Don't!  It'll suck the flames toward us!
 
Too late.  She SMASHES the window.  There's an EXPLOSION in
the kitchen.  Smoke and fire rush down the hallway and along
the ceiling.  Jordy yells into the phone:
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       This is Jordan Warsaw!  We got a 1075,
       make it quick, we're trapped!  8th
       Avenue and 44th Street.
 
He pulls Daphne toward the bedroom.  It's locked.  Jordy
kicks it open.  Grabs the comforter off the bed.  Shoves that
under the door jam.  He pulls Daphne into the bathroom.
Shuts the door.  Runs his severely burned hand under the cold
water.  Daphne looks out the window - hearing the sirens.
She notices someone has nailed the window shut.  And on top
of one nail...is Eddie's gold shield.
 
              DAPHNE
       Oh my G-d!  Oh my G-d!
 
Jordy turns - sees Eddie's shield.
 
              DAPHNE (CONT'D)
       They were here!
 
This freaks her out.  They were in her home.  She starts to
panic.
 
              JORDY
       Calm down.  Get a hold of yourself!  Get
       down!
 
He pulls aside the curtain to the bathtub.  In it is a CAN OF
GASOLINE.  A virtual bomb.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Oh Jesus!
 
Daphne reaches for the can of gasoline.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       What are you doing?
 
              DAPHNE
       Pouring it out!
 
She grabs the can of gasoline - pours it down the drain.  The
FIRE is raging outside the bathroom.  The bathroom door is
beginning to smoke and burn.  They are trapped.
 
Jordy turns - grabs an exposed water pipe that runs up the
wall to the ceiling.  He throws his feet against the wall for
leverage.  Pulls with all his might to break it loose.  It's
creaking - but he's having a hard time with it.
 
              DAPHNE (CONT'D)
       Oh shit!
 
Jordy looks over.  The gasoline she's pouring out - is not
going down the drain.  It's stopped up.  As soon as the fire
gets in the bathroom, everything will explode!
 
Jordy begins pulling at the rusty pipe with all his might.
Daphne comes over - helps him.  Both of them trying to break
it off.  Suddenly it snaps and water POURS into the room.
SOAKING THE WALLS.  They point the pipe toward the door,
soaking some of the flames which are consuming the door.
Trying to stop the fire from coming in.  He and Daphne are
drenched.  And trapped.
 
Jordy grabs a broken piece of pipe.  Starts SMASHING the wall
behind them.  The wall to the adjacent apartment.
 
VIDEO POV
 
Jordy and Daphne in the bathroom - surrounded by fire.
CAMERA WHIP PANS down the street as FIRE ENGINES arrive.
 
OLEG
 
is VIDEOTAPING them from the opposite rooftop.  Tenants from
Daphne's building are fleeing down the fire escape.  Emil
stands in back of Oleg - who is very excited.  He turns the
camera on himself.
 
              OLEG
       This is great film!  You can see fire
       right now - Daphne is in fire - Fire
       Marshal is here.  Everything is so
       messy.  Everything is so crazy right
       here!  Look at this fire!  We made it!
       90% of people who die in fire die from
       eating smoke.  So most likely they all
       die from eating smoke.
 
The CAMERA PANS to Emil.
 
              OLEG (CONT'D)
       And this is the man who started the
       fire.  Say something to your fans, Emil!
 
Emil waits a beat and then blows a kiss to the lens.
 
DAPHNE'S BATHROOM
 
Filled with smoke.  You can barely see Jordy or Daphne.
Jordy SMASHES a hole in the wall - which reveals the bathroom
in the apartment next door.  The smoke has a place to escape.
There's a 7-year old KID in there.  Standing in the bathroom.
Terrified.
 
              JORDY
       Get back!  Get out of the bathroom!
       Run!
 
              7-YEAR OLD KID
       The hallway is on fire!
 
              JORDY
       It's okay.  I'm a fireman.  I'm going to
       help you.  Get back!  Now!
 
Jordy pushes Daphne through the wall - turns as the bathroom
door catches fire.  It's seconds before the whole room will
blow up.
 
OLEG
 
Across the roof is videotaping the bathroom as it EXPLODES!
 
EXT. STREET - CONTINUOUS
 
Fire engines have arrived.  The street is filled with
gawkers.  Garcia and Korfin pull up just as Jordy runs from
the building - holding the kid in one arm and pulling Daphne
with the other.  Carefully guarding his bandaged hand.  A
fireman grabs the kid.  Another grabs Daphne.  Garcia and
Korfin run to Jordy.
 
              GARCIA
       Jordy!  What the hell happened?!
 
              KORFIN
       Are you alright, man?  Lemme see the
       hand!
 
              JORDY
       Where's Daphne?  Daphne?
 
He spots Daphne on the corner as a familiar voice pushes
through the crowd.
 
              VOICE
       Isn't she a beauty?  She's my fire, look
       at that loom-up on her!
 
Jordy turns - it's Max.  The attention pyromaniac who Jordy
threw out of his office.  As a news crew arrives, Max turns
to the cameras.
 
              MAX
       I did this!  I did this!  Take my
       picture!  I'm Max!  Max Gornick!
 
Jordy grabs Max - pushes him away.
 
              JORDY
       Get outta here!
 
              KORFIN
       What the hell happened?
 
              JORDY
       They were inside.  They booby trapped
       her apartment!
 
Korfin scans the crowd.  Looking for Emil and Oleg.  In the
b.g., Duffy is SCREAMING.
 
              DUFFY
       What the hell are you talking about???
       They're gonna do what?
 
Jordy and Korfin turn.  The Chief has a phone to his ear and
is freaked.
 
INT. LOBBY OF CHANNEL 12 BROADCASTING - NIGHT
 
JORDY'S POV
 
as he enters the TV station.  His clothes burnt and still
wet.  The lobby's full of ANGRY COPS.  Tommy and Leon, still
in his funeral suit, SCREAMING above them all at Maggie the
producer and her ASSISTANT, who are standing behind the desk.
 
              TOMMY
       Where is he?!  Where is Hawkins?!
 
              MAGGIE
       He's not on the premises!
 
              LEON
       I want the tape.  Go get it and bring it
       here this minute.
 
              MAGGIE
       Any request for the video must be
       directed to "Top Story's" attorney -
       Bruce Cutler.  I'll be happy to give you
       his number.
 
Leon jumps over the desk where Maggie stands.  Tommy pushes
past the security guard to follow Leon.  They continue toward
Maggie, pushing her further back into the office.  She tries
to protect herself with an office door which Leon slams open.
 
              LEON
       Lady, if you put Eddie's murder on TV,
       I'll get a warrant for your arrest and
       shove it so far up your ass it'll come
       outta your mouth!
 
              MAGGIE
       I want your shield number!
 
              HAWKINS (O.S.)
       Viewer discretion advised!
 
              MAGGIE
              (pointing at the TV)
       You want the tape?  There it is!
 
Leon, Tommy, all the cops and Jordy - turn toward a TV set
which is mounted in the lobby.  The "Top Story" logo flashes
on the screen, then Robert Hawkins is seen behind his desk.
 
              HAWKINS
       What we are about to broadcast is very
       graphic footage...
 
Everyone is riveted.  But Jordy notices outside...a "Top
Story" NEWS VAN is waiting in the alley.  Robert Hawkins
jumps from a doorway and into the van.  Jordy backs out.
 
INT. PLANET HOLLWYOOD - NIGHT
 
POP...a video POV of a bottle of Crystal as the cork is
popped.  The videocamera pans up to Emil sitting at the
table.  He nods at the waiter who leaves.  Emil raises the
glass - looking into the lens.
 
              EMIL
       America!  Who says you can't be success
       in America?  I arrived with nothing,
       knowing nobody - now look - I am a
       success story!
 
The videocamera is lowered.  Oleg turns it off.  Asks
suspiciously.
 
              OLEG
       You are success story?  I am success
       story!  Why do you say I and not we?
 
              EMIL
       Oleg, don't be paranoid.  You got a
       hundred-fifty thousand dollars, didn't
       you?  I gave you half of what they gave
       me.  Look - here we are!
 
Emil gestures toward the big television set.  We are in
Planet Hollywood - where diners and those by the bar can
watch a huge screen hanging from the ceiling.  Robert Hawkins
is introducing his show.
 
              HAWKINS (ON T.V.)
       Good evening.  Welcome to "Top Story".
       Tonight, I present to you material of a
       graphic and violent nature never before
       seen on television.  And I do so with a
       heavy heart.  You will be first-hand
       witness to the slaying of celebrated New
       York City Homicide Detective, Eddie
       Flemming.  It would be only normal to
       ask, why?  Why are we showing something
       so journalist, I must show it.  A
       democracy survives through the freedom
       of its media, and if we cannot see what
       is happening then we don't deserve our
       democracy, or our freedom.  Eddie
       Flemming was my friend.  I cried when I
       watched this footage and vowed to fight
       this violence with every molecule of my
       being from this day onward.  Hopefully,
       this will have a similar effect on you.
       One final word, this material is
       absolutely not appropriate for children.
 
The restaurant BUZZES.  Emil checks his watch.
 
              OLEG
       In movie they make of us, who do you
       think would act me?
 
              EMIL
       The one who got caught in the bathroom.
              (beat)
       George Michael.
 
Emil laughs.  Oleg doesn't.
 
              OLEG
       I'm serious.
 
              EMIL
       Shut up.  Look!
 
Emil points towards the TV.  "Top Story" is continuing.  The
scene cuts to Emil's video footage.  Eddie is handcuffed to
the chair.  The light illuminating his face.
 
              OLEG (O.S.)
       This is my project.  I say 'action.'  I
       am the director!  You are the talent.
       You wait for me to say 'action.'
              (beat)
       And 'action!'
 
              EMIL
       Bad last moment - I cut it out.
 
Emil looks at Oleg - furious.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       I told you to cut that out before we
       handed in the tape!
 
              OLEG
       Be quiet.  Watch.
 
Oleg watches the big-screen TV as Emil raises the pistol to
Eddie's temple.  Eddie pushes him over the desk.  Eddie then
knocks Emil with the chair and Emil falls off the desk onto
the floor.  Eddie continues around with the chair and drives
Oleg back across the room - pinning him to the wall.  Eddie
and Emil both go for the gun.  Eddie knocks him out of the
way.  Stabs him with the legs of the chair repeatedly.
Leaves him in a ball on the floor.  Oleg comes at Eddie and
he knocks Oleg over the coffee table and onto the sofa.  The
blinds and lamp shade are shot - bathing the room with more
light.  Emil stabs Eddie in the stomach.  Oleg kneels down
for a CLOSE-UP.
 
              EMIL
       Die.  Die.
 
EXT. TIMES SQUARE - CONTINUOUS
 
Hawkins' van drives across Times Square.  Jordy's car
following.  We WIDEN OUT... Eddie's murder is being broadcast
on the JUMBOTRON in Times Square.  People stare up - stunned.
 
INT. PLANET HOLLWYOOD - CONTINUOUS
 
The dinner patrons are watching TV.  Shocked.  Emil glares at
Oleg.
 
              EMIL
       Why did you leave that stuff in about
       you being the director?
 
              OLEG
       Because I am the director.  Don't you
       realize, if it wasn't for my film, for
       my talent, my idea to do this - no way
       would we be sitting here right now.
 
              EMIL
       Your idea?  I thought it was my idea.
 
Oleg tenses.  Emil laughs.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Aren't you just the cameraman?
 
Oleg doesn't laugh.
 
              OLEG
       I'm serious...this - this is a great
       American film.  Full of violence and
       sex.  And I want my credit.
 
              EMIL
       Credit?
 
              OLEG
       Yes.  Before we hand in the next video -
       I put titles on it and my credit is
       going to read - Directed by Oleg Razgul.
 
              EMIL
       Yes.  But there's only one problem - you
       want credit but the problem is - I don't
       share credit.
 
Oleg is pissed.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       You got that?
 
              OLEG
       No, I don't get that!
 
              EMIL
       You think you are a director?  You are a
       fucking little, small Russian piece of
       shit.  And I hate you.  I fucking hate
       you.
 
Emil slaps Oleg across the face.  Oleg stands up.  Emil
suddenly pulls out Eddie's gun but before he can pull the
trigger, Oleg STABS Emil in the arm!  Emil squeezes off a
shot through the crowded restaurant.  Patrons SCREAM - Oleg
runs through the restaurant, escaping.  It's chaos.
Hawkins arrives with a crew and with BRUCE CUTLER, a
confident, tough criminal attorney.
 
Emil pulls the steak knife out of his arm, picks up a napkin -
pressing it to his wound.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Oh, hello.
 
Cutler accesses the situation.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Are you my attorney?
              (extends his hand to Cutler)
       I'm Emil.  I'm insane.
 
              CUTLER
       I'm not your lawyer until I see the
       money.
 
              EMIL
       Here.  I have your money.
 
Emil picks up a briefcase and hands it to Cutler.  Cutler
opens it - inside is the cash Emil got from Robert Hawkins.
Emil looks at the table, pushing the plates and silverware
aside.  Emil looks under the table, throwing the chair aside,
freaking.  He's lost the most important thing in his life.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       Oh no!  No!  Shit!
 
              CUTLER
              (follows Emil - reaching out to
            him)
       Emil.  Take it easy.  Stay with me.  Sit
       down.  What do you need?  What are you
       looking for?
 
              EMIL
       He has the camera!  He took the movie!
 
Jordy comes in, gun raised.
 
              JORDY
       Don't move!  Don't move!  Get your hands
       up!  Drop it!
 
Emil puts his hands in the air.  Immediately drops the gun!
 
              EMIL
       I give up!
 
Jordy is disappointed!  He didn't want to take Emil alive.
Hawkins signals to his camera man, who swings his camera at
Jordy as he approaches Emil, his gun aimed at Emil's head.
 
              CUTLER
       This man is unarmed, officer.  He's
       surrendered.
 
Jordy cracks Emil across the face - knocking him down.
 
              CUTLER (CONT'D)
       What are you hitting him for?
 
              JORDY
       Turn that camera off!
 
Jordy handcuffs him.  Emil turns to the camera for sympathy,
appearing more hurt than he is.
 
              EMIL
       No.  Keep filming...
 
Jordy realizes how media savvy Emil is and understands in
that moment why he's surrendering.  Jordy yanks Emil up -
dragging him across the restaurant floor - Emil still
favoring his ankle.
 
              CUTLER
              (to Emil)
       Don't say anything.
 
              EMIL
       Where are we going?
 
              CUTLER
       I'm coming with you.
 
              EMIL
       Yes.  Yes, come with me!
 
              CUTLER
              (to Jordy)
       I'm invoking rights - this man is
       represented by counsel.  I'm coming with
       him.
 
The "Top Story" crew is all over them, filming everything.
Cutler stays close to Emil.  Making sure he's in the video
footage.
 
              JORDY
       Turn that camera off!
 
EXT. PLANET HOLLWYOOD - CONTINUOUS
 
As Jordy comes out with a limping Emil, police are arriving.
Tommy, Leon and Murphy run over as Jordy opens the back door
to his car.  Leon grabs Emil.
 
              LEON
       I'll take him.
 
              JORDY
       No way!  He's mine!
 
              LEON
              (holding on to Emil, squeezing
            his arm hard)
       We're takin' him.  Don't argue!
 
              JORDY
       He's my collar!
 
              LEON
       Well, he killed my partner!
 
              JORDY
       He's yours but I take him in!  I'll
       drive him to the precinct, you can have
       him but I'm walkin' him in.
 
Leon realizes Jordy wants to be seen on TV taking Emil into
custody.
 
              LEON
       Okay, kid, have your 15-minutes.  I'll
       follow you.  Tommy, you ride with him!
 
Leon stares hatefully into Emil's eyes.
 
              LEON (CONT'D)
       You're goin' down, motherfucker, you are
       goin' down.  I'll be there with a smile
       when they put you down!
 
Cutler hurries to Emil's side.
 
              CUTLER
       Don't say a word.  Don't respond to his
       taunting!
              (to Leon)
       He's represented by counsel.  You want
       to speak to someone - you speak to me!
 
              TOMMY
       Out of the way, counselor.
 
Tommy shoves Cutler aside.
 
              CUTLER
       Don't you put your hands on me,
       Detective.
 
Jordy pushes Emil in the back seat and slams the door.  Leon
turns to Hawkins, whose cameras are filming everything.
 
              LEON
       And you, you'll pay for what you did!
 
              HAWKINS
              (low)
       This footage will work in your favor.
       When the jury sees this - no matter what
       Cutler tries, they'll convict him.
 
Leon looks at him. This man used to be his friend.
 
              LEON
       You outta be ashamed.  Ashamed of
       yourself.
 
              HAWKINS
       If I didn't put it on somebody else
       would!  I was his friend!
 
              LEON
       Don't give me that fucking shit.
 
The cameras are rolling.
 
              MURPHY
       Don't get into it on TV.
 
              LEON
              (yells to other cop cars)
       Alright, let's get going!
 
Leon and the other cops rush to their cars.  Jordy is already
behind the wheel.  As soon as Tommy jumps in the passenger
seat, Jordy takes off.  The cameras film him driving away.
 
INT. JORDY'S CAR - NIGHT
 
Jordy takes a left turn, racing away.  Running all the
lights.
 
              TOMMY
       What are you doin'?  You're gonna lose
       everybody!
 
Jordy rips through another turn, heading toward the West Side
Highway.  The car speeds up the ramp and races up the left
lane - having lost the police.
 
              TOMMY (CONT'D)
       Where are you goin'??  This ain't the
       way to the station!
 
Jordy looks up at Emil in the rear view mirror.
 
EXT. WEST SIDE HIGHWAY EXIT - CONTINUOUS
 
Jordy pulls off on 130th Street.  They are way uptown in the
middle of nowhere.  The car drives down a dark street.
Crumbled, vacant buildings dominate the streets and there are
no people around.
 
EXT. DESERTED STREET - CONTINUOUS
 
The car slows down.  Tommy watches Jordy, realizes what's
going on.  Jordy stops at a dead end.  Pulls open the back
door, yanks Emil out and starts to drag him up into the
deserted tunnel.
 
              TOMMY
       Jordy...??? Listen to me.  You can't do
       this.  This isn't the way to do things.
 
Jordy ignores Tommy, slamming him up against the tunnel wall.
 
              JORDY
       Were you a fireman?  That how you knew
       how to rig the apartment?
 
              EMIL
       My father was.  He gave me many lessons
       about fire.  Now it's my friend.
 
              JORDY
       Tommy, take a walk.
 
              TOMMY
       What are you gonna do?
 
              JORDY
       Don't you get it?  He knew he was gonna
       get caught!  That's why he videotaped
       Eddie's murder - he thinks he's gonna
       get off.
 
              TOMMY
       Don't stoop to his level!
 
Jordy tosses the car keys to Tommy.
 
              JORDY
       Take the car.  Get outta here, Tommy.
 
              TOMMY
       Look, you can't shoot him in cold blood.
 
              JORDY
              (erupting)
       GET OUTTA HERE NOW!!  GET IN THAT CAR
       AND DRIVE AWAY!!!  DO WHAT I SAY OR I'LL
       KILL YOU, TOO!!!
 
Tommy nervously backs up toward Jordy's car.  Climbs behind
the wheel and drives away, leaving Jordy and Emil alone in
the darkness.  Jordy takes out Eddie's pistol.  The one Emil
took from Eddie.  Jordy opens the cylinder - two bullets
left.  Jordy snaps the cylinder shut, tucks Eddie's gun in
Emil's belt.  He drags Emil away from the wall, into the
center of the empty space - unlocks Emil's handcuffs and
throws them aside.  Still holding the gun on Emil, he circles
around to face him.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Get your hands up!  Get your hands up!
 
Now facing Emil, he sticks his gun in his waistband - the
same place he put Emil's.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       You wanna be a real American?  Go for
       your gun.
 
Emil holds his arms out - making it clear he's not going for
the gun.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Pull the gun!  You want to be famous?
       Shoot me, you'll get more headlines and
       make more money.
 
Emil watches Jordy...a slow grin spreads across his face.
 
              EMIL
       You can't kill me.  You're not a cop.
       Just fireman with a gun.  I bet you
       never shot anybody in your life.
 
              JORDY
       You'll be my first.
 
Jordy pulls out his 9mm and pushes the barrel right between
Emil's eyes.
 
              EMIL
       C'mon.  Pull the trigger.  Do it.  Oh,
       look, you're sweating.  You don't have
       the balls.
 
              JORDY
       Get down on your knees.
 
Emil gets on his knees and starts to sing in Czech.  SIRENS
fill the air.  Police cars come flying down the street.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Where's your partner?
 
              EMIL
       The Sheraton!  On Broadway!  Room 210.
       Go get Oleg.  He'll kill you.
 
Leon runs up.  Tommy's relieved to see Jordy didn't kill
Emil.
 
              LEON
       Gimme your gun, Jordy.  We all want him
       dead but you can't do it this way.
 
Emil is still smiling.  Jordy suddenly slams Emil in the
face.  Knocking him to the floor.  He jumps in his car and
speeds away.
 
INT. BROADWAY SHERATON - 2ND FLOOR HALLWAY - NIGHT
 
A room service WAITER wheels a tray with a magnum bottle of
Crystal, with three glasses, toward Oleg's room.  Jordy
follows behind him - gun aimed at his back.
 
              WAITER
       Do you really need me?
 
              JORDY
       Keep your mouth shut.  Don't mess this
       up.
 
They reach the room.  Jordy flattens himself against the
wall.  The waiter KNOCKS.
 
              HOOKER'S VOICE
       Who's there?
 
              WAITER
              (nervous)
       R-room service.
 
A HOOKER, wrapped in a towel, opens the door a crack, looking
out at the waiter.
 
              HOOKER
       Come in.
 
Jordy whips around the corner - pointing his gun and pushing
the hooker back out of the room.  Jordy moves to the bedroom
door.  Peers through the crack.  Oleg sits on the edge of the
bed in his skivvies with two naked prostitutes.  He's hooked
up his videocamera to the TV set and is showing them his
footage of the fire.
 
              OLEG
       Look at that.  See that shot!  Seamless.
       No cuts.
              (excited)
       And look.  Look at that transition.
       That's filmmaking!!  Isn't it great?!
 
Jordy KICKS in the door - gun raised.
 
              JORDY
       Don't move!
 
Oleg grabs the videocamera.  Has on hooker in a head lock and
picks up the other one.  He rushes at Jordy - using one of
the hookers for protection.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Drop the girl!  Drop her!!
 
Oleg pushes the hookers at Jordy - knocking Jordy back into
the living room and over the back of the sofa.  Oleg rushes
out into the
 
HOTEL HALLWAY
 
Oleg runs to the fire exit - Jordy follows, chasing Oleg down
the stairwell.
 
EXT. BROADWAY - NIGHT
 
Oleg bursts out a door which opens onto Broadway.  He runs
through the crowd - knocking pedestrians aside!  Jordy chases
him, gun in hand!
 
Oleg runs into the street, darting in and out of traffic,
cars braking to a stop.  One SLAMS into another.
Jordy leaps over a car, closing in on Oleg.  People gawk.
Even in New York, it's odd to see a man being chased in his
underwear.  Oleg runs, knocking people aside.  He's holding
the camera in his hand.  It's on.
 
              JORDY
       STOP!  STOP THAT MAN!
 
A UNIFORMED COP turns as Oleg runs right into him.  Knocking
him down.  Oleg beats him, takes his gun and runs into:
 
INT. MOVIE THEATER LOBBY - CONTINUOUS
 
Oleg, gun in hand, runs past the TICKET TAKER at the door.
 
              TICKET TAKER
       Hey, come back here!
 
The ticket taker runs after Oleg who continues past the candy
counter.  Jordy rushes in the door.
 
              JORDY
       Where is he?  Where'd he go?
 
              TICKET TAKER
       Middle door.
 
Jordy continues running through the lobby - past the middle
door - and enters the theater through the far door.
 
INT. MOVIE THEATER - NIGHT
 
Jordy enters the theater, crouches down in the aisle.  It's a
night scene, the theater is dark.  Jordy tries to see faces.
He cuts through a row of seats to the middle aisle.
 
              DRUNK'S VOICE
       Kill him!  Kill the bastard!
 
Jordy spins toward the voice - it's a DRUNK.  Others start
YELLING for blood!
 
              AUDIENCE
       Shoot him!  SHOOT!
 
A GUNSHOT!  Jordy ducks!  Another GUNSHOT!  Jordy realizes
the shots are coming from the screen.
 
              OLEG
       Look!  Over here!
 
Jordy turns.  Oleg stands up and FIRES at him - trying to
film Jordy's death with a videocamera.
Jordy ducks, then rises up with his gun as Oleg vaults over
the seats, leaping from one to the other, mashing shoulders
and heads, bounding for the screen.
 
              JORDY
       Everybody down!  Stay DOWN!
 
Jordy FIRES as the screen villain blasts away.  Some in the
audience don't realize the real thing is happening.  Oleg
leaps on the stage in front of the screen, illuminated by it.
Jordy runs down the aisle.  Oleg FIRES at Jordy.  Jordy FIRES
back.  People panic - scurrying away - Jordy can't get a
clear shot.  Oleg FIRES again, wounding a moviegoer.  Jordy
raises up as the theater lights go on...and Oleg is gone!
Jordy jumps on the stage - runs backstage - Oleg has
disappeared.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Shit!
 
SIRENS are heard from outside.  VOICES of cops are heard as
they enter.
 
CLOSE ON TV
 
A REPORTER is in Times Square, reports from outside the movie
theater.
 
              REPORTER (ON T.V.)
       ...and the wild chase through Times
       Square ended with the suspect, Oleg
       Razgul, escaping.  The fire department
       has identified the fire marshal involved
       in the failed pursuit as Jordy Warsaw.
 
The channel is changed.  PETER ARNETT is reporting the same
story.
 
              PETER ARNETT (ON T.V.)
       In a related matter, Mr. Slovak's
       attorney, Bruce Cutler - famous for
       handling sensational cases - claims his
       client is unfit to stand trial.
 
INT. JAIL CELL - WIDER - DAY
 
Daphne sitting on a bench in a jail cell.  Watching TV
through the bars.  She is in the fire department's holding
cell in Brooklyn.
 
              PETER ARNETT (ON T.V.)
       In fact, Cutler claimed Mr. Slovak was
       not the alleged mastermind behind the
       murders.
       According to Cutler, Mr. Slovak was
       being directed by his partner, who
       threatened to kill him if he didn't
       follow Mr. Razgul's orders.  Cutler told
       reporters today that Mr. Razgul did in
       fact stab his client.
 
The scene CUTS TO Cutler's press conference.
 
              CUTLER
       My client, Mr. Slovak, is a victim.
       What's happened is not his fault.  Emil
       was under the influence of his partner.
       At the trial, you'll see that my client
       will be vindicated...
 
INT. BELLEVUE - MENTAL OBSERVATION UNIT - DAY
 
The CAMERA WIDENS from the TV set.  We are now in an
interview room, a guard is posted outside the room.  Emil
sits at a small table - with Cutler.  Emil is dressed in
Bellevue clothes.  He's handcuffed and his ankle is bandaged.
Emil gives a complimentary nod toward Cutler.
 
              CUTLER
       I brought you some letters.  It's really
       fan mail.  Women mostly.  One wants to
       buy you clothes, another sent a check.
       Another wants a check.
 
              EMIL
       You bring the cigarettes?
 
              CUTLER
       Oh, sure.
 
Cutler shakes a cigarette out of the pack, stuffs it in
Emil's mouth and lights it for him.  Emil has never smoked
before.
 
              CUTLER (CONT'D)
       How're they treating you, alright
              (Emil is nonresponsive)
       I want to get the cuffs off... but
       there's a little bit of a problem.
       Things out there are very negative right
       now for us.  We gotta change that
       around.  Perception is very, very
       important.  Perception is reality.  I
       know you're not fuckin' crazy.  But it's
       important that I get that message out.
       Cause that's our only defense in this
       case.
 
Emil leans forward.  Cutler retrieves the cigarette from
between his lips.
 
              CUTLER (CONT'D)
       I want you to focus on three things:
       fear...
 
He puts the cigarette back in Emil's mouth.
 
              CUTLER (CONT'D)
       ...delusions and paranoia.
 
              EMIL
       I was all of these.
 
              CUTLER
       Well, you didn't appreciate the severity
       of it until recently.  No question about
       that.
 
              EMIL
       What about Oleg?
 
              CUTLER
       Disappeared.  They're looking
       everywhere.  Maybe he went back to
       Czechoslovakia.
 
              EMIL
       No, he is here.  Shit...
 
              CUTLER
       Don't worry about him.  Think about
       yourself.
 
              EMIL
       What about my movie rights?  Book
       rights?
 
              CUTLER
       Look, I haven't really focused on that
       kind of thing.
 
              EMIL
       What's your cut?  How much?
 
              CUTLER
       I would say...half.  Half is fair.
 
              EMIL
              (laughs)
       No.  No way.
 
              CUTLER
       But it's...
 
              EMIL
       Thirty-percent.  No more.  Or I call
       another lawyer.  This is the biggest
       case of your life.  Don't try to
       negotiate.  Thirty percent.  Say yes or
       no.
 
              CUTLER
       This is not about money, Emil.  I need
       your trust in me.
 
              EMIL
       What else do you need?
 
              CUTLER
       I need to know about your background.  I
       need to know about your upbringing.  Why
       you're here.
 
              EMIL
              (indicating cigarette)
       Give me another one, please.
 
Cutler stuffs another cigarette in Emil's mouth.  Lights it.
 
              CUTLER
       Tell me about yourself.  What you did as
       a young boy... what your parents were
       like.
 
              EMIL
       My father always degraded me.  Killed my
       self-esteem.  And my mother was blind.
 
              CUTLER
       Your mother was blind?
 
              EMIL
       Yeah, she went blind giving birth to me.
       She went to fucking black market doctor
       to induce me.
 
              CUTLER
       Back in the Czech Republic?
 
              EMIL
       Yeah, yeah...bad doctor gave her bad
       drugs which made her go blind.  And my
       father blamed me for her blindness...
 
              CUTLER
       Your father blamed you for your mother's
       blindness?
 
              EMIL
       Yeah, he hated me from day when I was
       born.  Put it out.  Can you put the
       cigarette out?
 
Cutler takes the cigarette from Emil's lips and extinguishes
it.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       That's what he did to me.  He put
       cigarettes out on me.
 
              CUTLER
       Your father put cigarettes out on you?
 
              EMIL
       Out on my back when I was a small boy.
 
              CUTLER
       Can I see your back?
 
Emil rises.  Cutler comes around and pulls his shirt up.  HIS
ENTIRE BACK IS COVERED WITH DISGUSTING PURPLISH WELTS FROM
CIGARETTE BURNS.  Cutler recoils - horrified.
 
              CUTLER (CONT'D)
       Oh, Jesus.
 
              EMIL
       I'm abused.  Don't you think?
 
              CUTLER
       I don't think it's abuse, I think it's
       torture.
 
INT. FIRE STATION 91 - DUFFY'S OFFICE - DAY
 
Inside the Arson Squad, Duffy sits behind his desk.  Jordy
stands across the table from his Chief.  Behind Jordy we can
see Garcia and Korfin outside, listening.  Duffy has a
subpoena in his hand.
 
              DUFFY
       The public doesn't have any idea what we
       do and now you're going to define our
       image!  This is going to be our Rodney
       King!
 
              JORDY
       What was I supposed to do?  The guy
       tried to mug me.  I was gonna send a cop
       back - I just forgot.
 
              DUFFY
       Forgot?  You handcuffed a civilian to a
       tree?!
 
              JORDY
       Chief - I know I screwed up - but this
       guy was no innocent civilian.
 
              DUFFY
       Well this is gonna end your career and
       probably mine.
 
              JORDY
       End my career?
 
              DUFFY
       How are you going to fight this?  Maybe
       if Oleg hadn't gotten away and you'd
       been on the front page, as a hero, this
       thing would be easier to fight.  You'd
       have the good to weight against the bad!
       It's unfortunate that I have to make
       decisions based upon your press coverage
       but there's nothing I can do!  Gimme
       your shield.
 
              JORDY
       But Chief?  Over this??
 
              DUFFY
       There's nothing to talk about.  Get a
       good lawyer.  You're suspended until
       your trial.
 
Jordy sighs.  Dying inside.  He surrenders his shield.  Drops
his handcuffs, his pager and his gun.  Duffy picks up the gun
- looks at it.
 
              DUFFY (CONT'D)
              (pats Jordy's shoulder)
       I know you got backup at home.  Drop it
       off.
 
Jordy sighs and exits.
 
INT. IMMIGRATION & NATURALIZATION OFFICE - DAY
 
Jordy is talking to BILL STERN, a senior special agent.  In
another office we see Daphne with two 25-year old ASSISTANT
U.S. ATTORNEYS.
 
              STERN
              (to Jordy)
       Look, what don't you understand?  We've
       got a good relationship with the Czech's
       and the State Department doesn't want to
       cause an incident.
 
              JORDY
       But the D.A. needs her as an eyewitness!
 
              STERN
       They've got her testimony on videotape.
       And even if they do take her to court
       immediately after she'll be extradited.
       The Czechs want her back.  She shot a
       cop!  I mean, Christ, man, what if Emil
       Slovak and Oleg Razgul fled to the Czech
       Republic?  How would you feel if the
       Czechs wouldn't give them back to us?!
 
Stern looks over at Daphne sitting in another office.  Lowers
his voice.
 
              STERN (CONT'D)
       And just between us...I was married to a
       redhead.  They're a jinx.  Redheads are
       like cross-eyed priests.  Stay away from
       both.
 
Jordy gives him a look.
 
              STERN (CONT'D)
       You want to see her - go ahead.
 
Jordy enters the other office.  Sits next to Daphne.  The
assistant U.S. Attorneys leave.
 
              JORDY
       We're gonna fight the extradition.
 
Daphne takes Jordy's bandaged hand in hers.
 
              DAPHNE
       Forget about me.  You have enough
       problems of your own.
 
              JORDY
       ...Do you really want me to forget about
       you?
 
              DAPHNE
       I don't want to drag you down with me.
 
              JORDY
       Daphne, I...
 
Daphne touches her finger to his lips.
 
              DAPHNE
       Shhhh.
 
She leans in and kisses him.  Then looks into his eyes,
trying to find a smile.
 
EXT. FEDERAL COURT HOUSE STEPS - DAY
 
It's weeks later.  Nicolette is looking worn, tired,
frazzled.  She's trying to go through her stand up.  But
she's unraveling.  Not recovered from the loss of Eddie.
 
              NICOLETTE
       ...and today with his partner who he
       blamed for the crimes still at large,
       Emil Slovak will appear in court.  His
       lawyer will argue that he is mentally
       unfit to stand trial.  Eyewitness News
       has also learned that later this month,
       Jordy Warsaw will himself be appearing
       in court.  He will be arraigned on
       charges of violating the civil rights
       of...Zwangen...Zwagen...
 
              MIKE
       Zwangendaba.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Goddamn assholes everywhere.
       Zwangenbobby..Zwangendaba.  I got it.
       I'll do it.  Shit.  Let's start again.
       5-4-3-2-1...
 
She starts over.
 
INT. JORDY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
 
Jordy's on the couch.  A drink in his hand, watching TV with
his dog, ZACK.  Jordy's eyes are glazed.  He's drunk, his
eyes are as bloodshot as Eddie's were...without his job or
Daphne.
His mind miles away - the dog and drink are his only comfort.
As Nicolette reports (she got the name right), her anger
seeps through her broadcast.
 
              NICOLETTE (ON T.V.)
       Mr. Zwangendaba claims to be a direct
       descendent of the African King from whom
       he takes his name...
 
Jordy's face is flashed on screen.  The phone RINGS.  Jordy
picks up.
 
              JORDY
       Hello?
              (listens)
       No comment.
 
He hangs up.  The phone RINGS AGAIN.
 
              JORDY (CONT'D)
       Hello?
              (listens)
       No!
 
Jordy hangs up.  Changes the channel.  He stops as Robert
Hawkins' face fills the screen.  He is standing across from
someone - in a park - interviewing him.
 
              HAWKINS (ON T.V.)
       He robbed you?
 
The ANGLE CUTS to Zwangendaba, the mugger, now dressed in a
suit and tie.  Clean shaven and with a fresh haircut.  He
stands in the same spot where Jordy handcuffed him to the
tree.  He's appearing on "Top Story".
 
              ZWANGENDABA (ON T.V.)
       That's right, I encountered him right
       here.  I was just askin' for change an'
       he whips out his big gun an' pushes me
       up against that tree, whereupon he takes
       my money and handcuffs me to it, leavin'
       me there all exposed...
 
The phone RINGS again.  Jordy suddenly pulls the phone off
the table and throws it through the window:
 
BACK TO TV
 
as the channel is changed.  A REPORTER is on TV.  Behind him
is a picture of Emil.  Emil is smiling, in a shirt and tie.
The reporter stands in front of the jail.
 
              REPORTER
       ...and WBAI has learned that Mr. Slovak
       won't have to worry about how he is
       going to pay for his defense.  He has
       received movie offers and been in
       conversations with numerous publishers
       concerning the rights to his life story.
 
REVERSE ANGLE
 
Oleg is at a bar watching TV.  Poisoned with envy.
 
 
INT. JORDY'S BEDROOM - NEXT MORNING
 
Jordy stands in front of the mirror over the dresser.  We see
the TV overturned in the b.g.  His back up gun is on it.  He
stares at it.  Dark thoughts dancing in his head.
 
EXT. BATTERY PARK - DAY
 
Jordy sits in a taxi, wearing sunglasses.  Looking inside the
park where a POLICE BARRICADE surrounds a POLICE TUGBOAT.
Cutler and Emil are arriving - Emil is being transferred to
Rykers Island.  Jordy pulls his .38 out of his ankle holster
and sticks it in his pocket.
 
CLOSE ON METER
 
to $42.00.  The TAXI DRIVER looks in the rearview mirror.
 
              TAXI DRIVER
       I can't believe this guy got off.
       Unbelievable.
 
Jordy takes out money.  All he's got is fifty bucks and he
crams it into the slot.
 
              JORDY
       Whatever's leftover, keep.
 
Jordy exits the cab.  The anger rising inside his body is
coming to a boiling point.  He walks into the park.  Leon is
sitting on a bench.  Just sitting there.  Also filled with
rage and frustration.  Jordy meets his eyes.  Leon gets up
and walks away.  Disgusted by it all.  Jordy's right hand
grips the gun inside his pocket as he walks on.
 
HIGH WIDE SHOT
 
Many policemen are trying to control a swarm of reporters.
All are waiting for Emil.  WE SEE:
 
HAWKINS
 
and his camera crew, and, not far from him - frustrated and
frazzled, waits Nicolette.  Still grieving her loss, she
looks over at Hawkins and his crew.  She shoots him a
disgusted look - Hawkins shrugs it off.  He checks his watch -
anxious - looks at his cameraman.
 
              HAWKINS
       He said he'd be here.  Pick him up as he
       comes through the crowd.  Do you hear
       me?  For Chrissakes don't miss this.
 
THE POLICE VAN PULLS UP
 
Cutler's car behind it.  Emil - handcuffed - is unloaded from
the van.  Reporters swarm forward - Cutler gets out of his
car, hurrying up, taking his place alongside Emil and the
POLICE ESCORTS.  The swarm follows - firing questions at
Cutler.  He answers the barrage of questions with:
 
              CUTLER
       ...my client was suffering from a major
       illness of schizophrenic nature wherein
       during times of intense stress, as a
       result of paranoid and psychotic
       delusions - there was impairment of his
       ability to appreciate wrongfullness...
       This is a victory for the mentally ill!
 
Jordy walks alongside the moving mass.  His eyes focused on
Emil - his hand in his pocket.  We notice in the crowd Max,
the celebrity-crazed pyromaniac.  What's he doing here?
Max's hand is also stuck deeply in his pocket.  A weird gleam
in his eye.  We see Korfin in the group, speaking to other
cops.  Nicolette and her camera crew are vying for their
place in the mass.  She watches Emil with quiet rage.  Cutler
continues:
 
              CUTLER (CONT'D)
       ...before Emil boards the police boat
       and heads for Rykers Island where he
       will be checked into the psyche ward, I
       want to say one last word to you all...
       As you know, Emil was coerced by Oleg
       Razgul into committing these murders,
       yet Oleg is still out in the street, a
       free man, filming gruesome murders... My
       client and I hope he is brought to
       justice in the near future.
 
They are through the monuments, approaching the steps when
Jordy passes a distracted Hawkins - who's checking his watch
obsessively.
 
              HAWKINS
       Where the hell is he?  Goddamn it?!
 
Jordy glares at Emil.  Emil looks back at Jordy, gloating.
Smiles.  He won.  He beat the system.  Jordy suddenly erupts.
 
              JORDY
       You think this is funny??  What the hell
       are you laughing at?
 
Emil stares down Jordy.  Jordy grips the gun inside the
jacket.
 
              CUTLER
              (to a nearby escort)
       Officer, keep this man back, he's
       assaulted my client on previous
       occasions.
 
A PATROLMAN blocks Jordy from Emil.
 
              JORDY
       This is it?  This bastard kills the best
       cop this city ever had and we do
       nothing?
 
              CUTLER
       You may not like it marshal, but that's
       the law.
 
              JORDY
       And what about the other victims??  What
       about their families?  He'll end up in
       some country club nuthouse while his
       lawyer sells his rights to the movies
       and we just stand here and do nothing?
       We let this scumbag walk?
 
Jordy moves past the officer.  Emil breaks away from Cutler.
Gets in Jordy's face.  Laughs quietly.
 
              EMIL
       Be careful.  I can kill you.  I'm
       insane.
 
Jordy shoves Emil into Cutler.  A scuffle breaks out as the
cops separate the two - pulling Jordy back as we cut to:
 
A VIDEO POV
 
as it approaches Hawkins from behind.  A hand dips into frame
tapping Hawkins on the shoulder.  Hawkins turns - sees who
he's been waiting for.  His face lights up.
 
              HAWKINS
       I thought you wouldn't show up.  Where
       is it?  Where is the tape?
 
IT'S OLEG
 
In disguise - sunglasses and a hat.  Holding his videocamera.
 
              OLEG
       It's all in here.  All in here.
 
MEANWHILE JORDY
 
has been separated from Cutler and Emil as Hawkins' voice
cuts above the din of the crowd, announcing excitedly:
 
              HAWKINS
       Wait a minute, Bruce!  We've got some
       interesting evidence, something you
       should look at!
 
Reporters turn as Hawkins speaks.  His crew is taping as he
continues introducing his broadcast:
 
              HAWKINS (CONT'D)
       I have exclusive rights to the ORIGINAL
       UNCUT videotape shot by Oleg Razgul,
       proving Emil Slovak was not insane!
       Hard to believe...watch!
 
Reporters swing their cameras over as Oleg holds his
videocamera up in the air.
 
              OLEG (ON VIDEO)
       He knew exactly what he was doing - all
       of this was planned!  It's all here in
       my movie.  Emil is not insane.  Look.
       Look!
 
Oleg PLAYS his videocamera as lenses focus, we see excerpts
of the moment where Emil explains to Eddie:
 
              EMIL (ON VIDEO)
       ...so we kill someone famous and if we
       are caught, we are sent to mental
       hospital...
 
              CUTLER
              (points to Oleg)
       Officers, there's your killer, do your
       duty, arrest him!
 
The police are attempting to get to Oleg, but a sea of
reporters separate them.  We hear the staccato calls from the
press corps.  Nicolette looks on in amazed outrage.  Jordy
notices and starts moving towards her.  Before the POLICE
CAPTAIN in charge of the detail can react, the rage which
killed Milos, Tamina and Honey wells up inside Emil.  He
yells at Oleg!
 
              EMIL
       Traitor!!
 
              OLEG
       No.  You are the traitor.  You are
       murderer.  I am director.  Action!
 
Oleg pulls his gun.  Emil pulls Cutler in front of him as:
 
BANG!
 
Oleg FIRES!  Cutler is SHOT and goes down.  Hawkins swings
his camera over to Oleg - filming the would-be assassin.
Oleg FIRES off another SHOT - hitting the COURT OFFICER
escorting Emil.  Emil grabs the down officer's gun.  He
swivels - rapid fires at Oleg.  Oleg topples.  People are
screaming.  It's CHAOS.
 
Emil darts forward - grabbing Nicolette who is closes to him.
He puts his handcuffed arms over her head - points the gun at
her head.
 
              CAPTAIN
       Drop the gun!  DON'T SHOOT!
 
              EMIL
       I'll kill her!  Back off!  Everyone back
       away from me!
 
We hear Jordy's voice above Emil.
 
              JORDY
       Let her go.  Let her fucking go!!
 
The captain is screaming at all his men.
 
              CAPTAIN
       No one shoot!  Lower your weapons!  Do
       not fire!  No officer will fire his
       weapon unless I say so!
              (to Emil)
       Let the woman go!
 
Cops reluctantly lower their weapons.  But Jordy is still
aiming his gun at Emil.  He is the only one who hasn't
lowered his gun.  The captain is yelling at him.
 
              CAPTAIN (CONT'D)
       Holster your weapons!  Back away.  That
       is an order!  No officers will fire!
 
Emil is screaming back at the captain as Jordy screams at
Emil.
 
              EMIL
       Tell him to put his gun down!
 
              JORDY
       Let her go!  Let her go!!
 
              EMIL
       If he doesn't lower his gun I'll fucking
       kill her.
 
Jordy doesn't lower his gun.  Emil tries to back away.  The
reporters - who have ducked and covered - are still keeping
their lenses pointed at the scene.  This is great film!
Jordy follows after Emil - his gun raised.
 
              JORDY
       Let her go.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Shoot!  Shoot him!!
 
              EMIL
       Shut up!
 
Meanwhile, the captain is still yelling:
 
              CAPTAIN
       No on shoot!  No one shoot!!  No officer
       will follow.  No officer will shoot!
 
Nicolette is still encouraging Jordy.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Shoot!  Shoot!  Shoot him!!
 
              EMIL
       Shut up!
 
Everyone is screaming at once.  It's mass chaos.  The captain
is trying to keep everyone calm.  Cops following along with
their weapons lowered.  All except Jordy - his gun still
pointed at Emil.
Hawkins can't believe what footage he's getting.  He's
pushing his cameraman to the front of the pack.  Trying to
get the best coverage.
 
              EMIL (CONT'D)
       I'll surrender!! I'll surrender if he
       lowers his gun.
 
He's pointing at Jordy but he's continuing to back away
towards the police boat.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Don't.  Don't let him surrender.  Shoot
       him!
 
Jordy won't take his gun off him.
 
              JORDY
       Let her go.  Let her go.
 
The captain is yelling at Jordy.
 
              CAPTAIN
       Lower your weapon.  I told you - lower
       your weapon!
 
Jordy struggles to get a clean shot at Emil.  He can't.  His
heart pounding.  Adrenaline pumping.  He suddenly lowers his
weapon.  Turns away.  The captain visibly relaxes.  Emil
laughs.  Jordy suddenly turns back.  Quickly raises his
weapon.
 
JORDY SHOOTS
 
Emil takes a shot in the leg.  Nicolette ducks under the
handcuffs and scurries away.  Emil looks at Jordy - surprised
he shot him.  Jordy FIRES AGAIN.  Emil is hit in the
shoulder.  Jordy marches forward, EMPTYING HIS CLIP in Emil's
chest.  Abdomen.  Head.  Gun fire echoes in the humid air as
Emil stumbles back.  Does a funny dance and drops to the
ground.  Dead.  The captain yells.
 
              CAPTAIN (CONT'D)
       I told you not to shoot!  No officers
       should shoot.
 
Jordy quietly answers:
 
              JORDY
       I'm not a cop.  I'm a fire marshal.
 
              HAWKINS
       He's still alive.
 
Hawkins looks down at Oleg.  He is sprawled on the ground.
His videocamera in hand - he's still making the movie.
 
OLEG'S VIDEO POV
 
as it ZOOMS from the Statue of Liberty and PANS to Oleg.  He
looks in the lens with his dying eyes, gasps:
 
              OLEG
       A film...by Oleg Razgul.
 
And Oleg dies but suddenly his eyes pop WIDE OPEN.  Hawkins
jumps back, Oleg smiles, coughing in pain.
 
              OLEG (CONT'D)
       How was that?
 
Oleg's head rolls to one side.  Now dead.  Nicolette runs
over to Jordy.  Composing herself.  Coming together.  Glad
Emil is dead.  Jordy starts to walk away.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Wait a minute.  Where are you going?
       Learn from Eddie.  Talk to the court of
       public opinion.  Take the credit, you
       need it.
 
She turns him around.  Straightens his tie.  Starts to push
the hair out of his face but he stops her hand.
 
              JORDY
       No thanks.
 
Jordy puts something in her hand.  She looks down.  It's
EDDIE'S BADGE.  The one Jordy took out of Daphne's bathroom.
She looks up at him.  Her cameraman rolling.  The lens
pointed at Jordy.  Jordy looks at Nicolette.  Meets her eyes.
He doesn't want to make a statement.  He still doesn't want
the fame.  He did learn from Eddie.  Eddie was killed because
he was a celebrity.  Jordy wants no part of it.
 
              NICOLETTE
       Cut.
 
Her cameraman lowers his leans.  Jordy smiles.  She nods.
Jordy turns and walks away.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       Get a shot of him leaving.  Then pan to
       me.
 
Jordy disappears into the sea of people.  The camera PANS
back to Nicolette.
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       Well, he wouldn't talk to us, but you
       saw it.
 
The CAMERA PULLS BACK from Nicolette's face and the video is
now on:
 
THE JUMBOTRON IN TIMES SQUARE
 
We PULL BACK FURTHER and FURTHER.  Nicolette finishing her
stand up:
 
              NICOLETTE (CONT'D)
       New York City has a new hero, Fire
       Marshal Jordan Warsaw.  I hope that Fire
       Marshal Warsaw's heroic actions this
       afternoon will help with his other legal
       problems.  WB11 has also learned that
       the fire Marshal has retained an
       immigration lawyer to help Daphne
       Handlova with her case.  We wish her
       well.  This is Nicolette Karas, live at
       Battery Park, WB11 New York.  Good
       night.
 
THE SCREEN
 
                                    FADES TO BLACK.