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INT. SMALL COUNTRY CAFE
A few breakfast patrons sit scattered throughout a little
country cafe.
A police officer, OFFICER, sits alone at a table in the
corner finishing his eggs and toast. He takes one quick swig
of water as he stands from his chair. The officer grabs his
coffee cup and wanders over to a stack of plastic cups beside
the soda dispenser. He dumps the contents of his cup into
the plastic variety. He grabs a straw and sips. On the way
out of the cafe, he winks towards the cashier and tips his
cup.
The cashier waves back.
EXT. SMALL COUNTRY CAFE PARKING LOT - MORNING
OFFICER meanders towards his police vehicle. He sips from
his cup as he goes.
Occasionally, on the road in front of the cafe, a car drives
by.
OFFICER pauses for a moment beside his car and watches the
road. After a few vehicles pass, he disappears inside his
car.
INT. POLICE CAR
OFFICER sits down inside. He reaches back on the roof and
grab his plastic cup. After, he shuts himself in.
With the keys in the ignition, the radio kicks on. OFFICER
begins to bob his head and turns the song up and sings the
chorus. Once the chorus is over, he turns the song back
down. He puts the car into drive and turns onto the road.
OFFICER opens his cell phone and places a call.
OFFICER
Is he around? Yep...
OFFICER tries to pass a Volvo but another car approaches from
the opposite lane. After the car passes, he tries again. As
seen on the radar detector, The Volvo continues to reduce
speed.
OFFICER (CONT'D)
Needing to verify the contents of
the special item.
OFFICER flips on his lights and siren. The Volvo pulls over
to the side of the road. As soon as the Officer passes, he
turns the siren off.
OFFICER (CONT'D)
Just one second sir, I did not
know you would be so fast...
Definitely blue. Definitely one of
those shitty Cruisers.
OFFICER jerks his car around a Ford and jerks just as quickly
back in front of them right in behind a blue PT Cruiser.
OFFICER (CONT'D)
No...
(cranes neck)
No, I only see one from here... I
don't know... It's hard to search
the car going seventy...No sir.
Sorry sir, I'll call you back when
I know.
In one movement, OFFICER flips his phone closed and flips on
the police lights. The blue Cruiser slows down and pulls to
the side of the road.
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - MORNING
Both cars roll to a stop. OFFICER climbs out of his car. He
walks to the back of his car stepping out of the shade from
an oak tree on the side of the road and into the sunshine.
He rubs the car's trunk softly.
OFFICER walks up to the side of the Cruiser and taps on the
driver side window. A man in his late twenties, JIMMY, sits
with his hands at ten and two.
OFFICER
Up.
OFFICER nods towards the left. JIMMY rolls his window down.
JIMMY
Officer, do you...
OFFICER
(yells)
Move up.
OFFICER points forward. JIMMY faces the windshield and lets
the car roll forward. OFFICER holds his arm and walks with
the car. When he is satisfied, The Officer pats the hood of
the Cruiser. The car stops. He walks back to the driver
side window.
OFFICER (CONT'D)
Keys.
JIMMY turns off the car and hands the keys out of his window.
OFFICER glances in the backseat. A man in his early
thirties, ANDY, sleeps under a blanket.
OFFICER (CONT'D)
Up.
OFFICER motions to the sky with his thumb.
JIMMY
Officer, I know...
OFFICER puts his hand on the grip of his gun. JIMMY stares
at OFFICER'S hand and slowly rolls up the window.
OFFICER meanders back to his car. He climbs inside.
INT. POLICE CAR
OFFICER puts the car into N and lets it slowly roll forward
until the entire car is covered with shade. He puts the car
back into P and the car jerks to a stop.
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - MORNING
OFFICER steps out of his car and walks around to the
passenger side towards the tree. He pulls out his cell and
flips it open. As he talks, he pees.
OFFICER
Not him driving but I think your
guy is in the backseat...nope not
the trunk. Figured if something
was back there and I find it,
that's the paperwork we are trying
to avoid. Of course sir. I'll be
here until he arrives.
OFFICER shakes himself out and zips up. He puts his phone
back in his shirt pocket and wanders back to the driver's
side of the Cruiser. He dangles JIMMY's keys on the end of
his finger. Slowly, he tips his finger forward and lets the
keys fall to the ground. OFFICER wanders back towards his
car. Upon hearing JIMMY's car door open, he spins around
fires a shot at JIMMY.
OFFICER (CONT'D)
(yells)
Stay in the car.
JIMMY leaves the keys on the ground and pulls himself back
into the car and shuts the door.
OFFICER walks around to the passenger side of the car and
fires a round into the front tire. The car jerks down and to
the right. OFFICER returns to his car.
INT. POLICE CAR
OFFICER sticks his keys in the ignition. The radio sings.
He leans up and turns the volume up. He rolls down his
window and dangles his feet outside.
EXT. SMALL CAFE ALONG THE BORDER - DAY
Two young teenagers, ANDY and FIONA, sit at a corner table
overlooking Mexico from the American side. ANDY switches his
attention from a math textbook and a spiral that he uses to
work out problems. FIONA reads a magazine.
ANDY
It was awful nice of your family to
bring me along.
FIONA flips a page in her magazine.
ANDY (CONT'D)
Your dad seems like he is just the
nicest guy in the world.
FIONA
If you scratch his back, he will
yours just don't get on his other
side or he might end up hunting you
down like a dog.
ANDY stops writing and scoots his chair just a little closer
to FIONA.
ANDY
Just as long as I am on your good
side.
FIONA briefly looks up from her magazine, gives a brief
smile, then goes back to reading.
ANDY (CONT'D)
I'm serious. Whatever you need, no
matter when it is or how old we
are, I'm there for you. I'm your
man.
FIONA slides ANDY's spiral closer and inspects his work. She
grabs his pencil and makes a correction or two.
FIONA
How about we keep our concentration
on our homework right now.
ANDY scoots his chair away and goes back to work. FIONA
reaches out and puts her hand on ANDY's arm without looking
up from her magazine.
FIONA (CONT'D)
Thank you though. I'll keep your
offer in mind.
ANDY smiles from ear to ear.
INT. ANDY'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM
FIONA lays on the floor. A pool of blood collects behind her
head. ANDY holds a gun in his hands and stares blankly at
it. Music plays softly from somewhere at the back of the
house.
Footsteps are heard coming from a back room. JIMMY runs in,
stopping when he sees the situation.
JIMMY
Andy...Andy, my God!
ANDY smears blood over the gun as he caresses the barrel.
ANDY
(mumbles)
Now I know.
JIMMY kneels down beside FIONA. He tries to inspect her but
recoils and dashes to a trash can to vomit.
JIMMY
We've got to go to a hospital,
right? Do something.
ANDY continues to caress the gun. JIMMY slowly slides the
gun out of ANDY's hands and sits it on the entertainment
center.
