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 He's dressed in an outdated suit.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