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Le téléchargement nécessite un accès à la bibliothèque YouScribe Tout savoir sur nos offres
121
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English
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2004
Le téléchargement nécessite un accès à la bibliothèque YouScribe Tout savoir sur nos offres
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01 mars 2004
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Publié par
Publié le
01 mars 2004
Nombre de lectures
2
Licence :
Langue
English
Written by
Tony Giglio
Shooting script March 15th, 2004
FADE IN:
BEGIN OPENING CREDITS:
A1EXT.PEARL STREET BRIDGE- NIGHTA1
CLOSE ON...A BRONZE PLAQUE which reads, "PEARL STREET BRIDGE."
ON THE BRIDGE... RAIN POURS DOWN. An SUV steers out of control and CRASHES into a STALLED OUT VEHICLE.
It's quiet NOW, EXCEPT FOR THE INCESSANT pounding rain.IN THE DISTANCE, police lights approach.
SMASH CUT TO:
1EXT.PEARL STREET BRIDGE - NIGHT1
THROUGH A TELEVISION CAMERA... The image is GRAINY and FRENETIC. A HEAVY RAIN POURS DOWN on a MELEE OF ACTIVITY.
POLICE CARS block either end, their LIGHTS ignite the sky in a dizzying RED and BLUE design. The attention centers on...
The SUV and the CRASHED VEHICLE lay in the middle of the bridge. A MAN, 30's, madness on his face, his right hand holds a HOSTAGE, a woman, 20's, racked with fear, tight to his body. His left holds a GUN!
Two DETECTIVES, slowly approach the Man.ONLY SEE THE DETECTIVES FROM BEHIND.
A News Reporter, KAREN CROSS, 30's, blond with energy to burn, shields herself from the rain, steps in front of the camera...
... Police on scene are approaching the suspect. They're at the center of the Bridge now.
The Man waves his gun wildly, screams at the Detectives.The Hostage, tears streaming down her face, SCREAMS OUT!
FADE TO BLACK.
SUDDENLY...THREE GUN SHOTS, almost simultaneously, RING OUT!
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We have shots fired. Shots have been fired... Both the suspect and his hostage are down... Police are moving in... Oh my God.
FADE IN:
2INT.LIVING ROOM - CONNERS APARTMENT - NIGHT2
A loft apartment, scarcely furnished, except for BOOKS, HUNDREDS OF THEM, fill stacks of shelves. Hearing but not watching the television, METICULOUSLY preparing a GIN AND TONIC, is...
DETECTIVE QUENTIN CONNERS, a grizzled, intense veteran. His charisma, which he has in spades, gets him into as much trouble as it gets him out of. At present a somber mood. The shadows from the rain stream down Conners's face.
IN THE GLASS'S REFLECTION... The TV Report plays. (NOTE: most of, if not all, of the TV report will in reflection.)
After a two month investigation, Det. Jason York has been relieved of duty for his role in the Pearl Street Bridge shooting deaths of Lisa ReAnn and John Curtis. Key testimony against York came from Det. Bernard Callo, who was on scene that night. The Seattle Police Department is handing this case over to the King County District Attorney's office. Criminal charges are expected.
3ON A TELEVISION SCREEN--3
The IMAGE cuts to an earlier interview with... CAPTAIN MARTIN JENKINS, 50's, chronically tired and unsympathetic.
In a civilized society, the men and women entrusted with serving and protecting the community are to be held accountable just like everyone else. Simply put... Just because you are a cop, doesn't mean laws don't apply to you. This is no longer the wild, wild west.
3AEXT.KING COUNTY COURTHOUSE - DAY (THROUGH TV CAMERA)3A
KAREN CROSS stands on the steps, a PHOTO of Conners appears.
SHOOTING SCRIPTMARCH 15, 20043.
This same review board last week found Quentin Conners, Det. York's partner, "not responsible" for the same shooting. He remains on suspension without pay.
3BINT.LIVING ROOM - CONNERS APARTMENT - NIGHT3B
Conners turns off the TV, lays the remote next to a PHOTO of Conners and a YOUNG WOMAN (TEDDY) during happy times. He stares at the photo, finishes his drink.
FADE TO BLACK.
END OPENING CREDITS.
4EXT.SEATTLE - DAY - ESTABLISHING4
A COOL, CRISP Pacific Northwestern day. MOUNT RAINIER looms in the distance. The SPACE NEEDLE overlooks downtown. While the sun shines now, the OVERCAST SKY on the horizon FORESHADOWS AN IMPENDING STORM. In the heart of the city...
5EXT.AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK - DAY5
An IMPRESSIVE STRUCTURE on a BUSY CITY CORNER. TRAFFIC, street and pedestrian, go about their business.
ACROSS THE STREET...A BLACK TRUCK screeches to a stop.
6INT.BLACK TRUCK - DAY6
LORENZ, 40's, sits behind the steering wheel. His EYES cold, merciless. He's joined by FOUR OTHER MEN, ALL BLACK CLAD - HEAVILY ARMED with BODY ARMOR!
Lorenz stares out at the bank, a last moment of peace. Simultaneously, ALL FOUR DOORS OPEN and...
7EXT.AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK - DAY7
Lorenz and the Black Clad exit, quickly cross the street, heading for the bank! Each carries a LARGE BLACK BAG.
7AINT.LOBBY - AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK7A
PATRONS in line, wait impatiently. A SECURITY GUARD in the corner yawns. TELLERS count out cash, access accounts on COMPUTERS.
GRAINY SECURITY CAMERA IMAGES depict an average, business day. THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM.
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7BEXT.AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK - DAY7B
Lorenz and the Black Clad arrive at the doors.They RAISE THEIR MASKS and...
8INT.LOBBY - AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK8
Off the CROOKED EYEBROW of a BANK TELLER...
AT THE FRONT DOORS--
The BLACK CLAD STORM THE BANK! Four of the Black Clad move into position. Lorenz stands center stage. Gun in hand, he aims at the ceiling, PULLS the trigger... BAM! A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT!
Drop to the floor! Slowly! No sudden moves! (to the Tellers) You! Hands on heads, drop to your knees. Now! Do it!
PATRONS and TELLERS HIT THE GROUND, TERRIFIED!Lorenz is in COMPLETE and UTTER CONTROL.
BLACK CLAD #4 and #3 keep watch on the tellers behind the counters! One on one side, one on the other.
BLACK CLAD #2 ushers people out of side offices, gun-points them into the lobby!
BLACK CLAD #1 races upstairs, gathers people from the 2nd level, forces them downstairs.
From the corner of Lorenz's eye...The SECURITY GUARD's hand creeps toward his gun.
That... you don't want to do.
The Security Guard reluctantly obeys. BLACK CLAD #1 DISARMS the Guard, then GUN BUTTS HIM over the head! The Guard drops, unconscious! CUSTOMERS, EMPLOYEES scream out.
Black Clad #1 rips keys from the Guard's belt, tosses them to Black Clad #2!
Y'all picked the wrong day not to use the ATM. (Beat) You will not be harmed if you do exactly what I say, when I say it. You (MORE)
SHOOTING SCRIPTMARCH 15, 20045.
take your chances if you choose not to listen.
BLACK CLAD #2, keys in hand, flies across the counter, carrying a large duffel bag... Heading to the vaults!
No one will say I didn't give you a choice.
9INT.SAFETY DEPOSIT VAULT - AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK9
Black Clad #2 arrives, drops his bag, unzipping...
BLACK CLAD #2 (into his headset) I'm in.
10INT.THE LOBBY - AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK10
Lorenz gets the message, finds THE BANK MANAGER cowering behind his desk.
You, up. (the Bank Manager obeys) You understood what I just said?
Yes.
Your security system, you can electronically lock all entrances...
Yes.Right-right away.
With that attitude, you and I are going to get along famously. Now go.
The Bank Manager nods nervously.
BLACK CLAD #4 holds open his bag. He strides by the CUSTOMERS who deposit CELLPHONES, PAGERS, inside.
10AINT.BANK MANAGER'S OFFICE10A
The Bank Manager taps on his computer keyboard.
It's done.We're locked down.
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Lorenz nods.
10BINT.THE LOBBY--10B
BLACK CLAD #1 flips the "BANK CLOSED" sign around.
11INT.MOTEL BEDROOM - DAY11
Jenkins fastens his cufflinks.In the bed behind him...
HEATHER "TEDDY" GALLOWAY, 30's, normally a force to reckon with, appears vulnerable with only a sheet wrapped around her.
Have you seen my watch?
Teddy gestures to the night stand. Jenkins retrieves the watch. He also slides his WEDDING RING back on. This ain't love, this is a relationship of convenience.
Jenkins slips on his jacket, secures his tie and, after one last check in the mirror...
This was fun. You should get out of bed. You'll be late for work.
And with that, Jenkins exits. Teddy waits for the door to close, then collapses back onto the bed.
12INT.SAFETY DEPOSIT VAULT - AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK12
PLASTIC EXPLOSIVES line the walls, connect all the safety deposit boxes together! BLACK CLAD #2, takes cover, readies the detonation device and...
BLACK CLAD #2 (into his headset) Fire in the hole.
He FLIPS A SWITCH and... KA-BOOM!AN EXPLOSION RIPS THROUGH THE VAULT!
13INT.LOBBY - AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK13
A PILLOW OF SMOKE BLOWS into the lobby! Lorenz stands UNFLINCHING. The explosion was expected.
BEHIND THE CUSTOMER SERVICE WINDOWS--
An EAGER TELLER, 30's, seizes the moment.He reaches up and PRESSES THE SILENT ALARM BUTTON!
SHOOTING SCRIPTMARCH 15, 20047.
BLACK CLAD #4 turns just in time to see it, quickly FIRES his weapon! The Eager Teller slumps against the wall, BLEEDS profusely from his neck, not dead yet.
Lorenz hustles over to Black Clad #4.
What do you think you're doing?
BLACK CLAD #4 Fucker pushed the alarm.
Lorenz GLARES DISGUSTEDLY at his accomplice.
It would've made more sense to shoot him before he pushes the fucking alarm. Not after. (looks at the Eager Teller) Jesus.
Lorenz levels, very calmly, his weapon at the Eager Teller's head and...
And... If you're going to do something. (FIRES his weapon!) Do it right.
The Eager's Teller's body keels over, dead.Lorenz checks his watch... 9:26 a.m.
(into microphone)
Alarm's tripped. We're on a clock. (to Black Clad #4) Get these people out of the way.
A14EXT.MOTEL - DAY - ESTABLISHINGA14
The Four Seasons it ain't.
14INT.SHOWER/ MOTEL BATHROOM - DAY14
There's not enough soap on the planet for Teddy to feel clean. Doubt and fear present on her face. She turns off the water, and steps out... when she does HER PAGER, off screen, chimes!
15INT.MOTEL BEDROOM - DAY15
Teddy, a towel wrapped around her, picks up the pager.The number: 911. She picks up the TELEPHONE, dials.
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(beat, then)
This is Detective Galloway.
16EXT.AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK - DAY16
SIRENS BLARE... POLICE CARS brake hard, blocking traffic. OFFICERS fly out, shotguns out!
HELICOPTERS circle. NEWS VANS speed onto the scene as the CROWDS builds. Standing in the center of things...
DETECTIVE BERNIE CALLO, 40's, a stern, by-the-book cop. Not a popular member of the force. TWO OFFICERS, 30's, follow him.
(into his radio)
I want all points of entry identified and covered. We need SWAT here now. Have emergency crews standing by!
(re: the Media) Didn't take them long.
Set a perimeter.Move'em back.
How far?
Portland.
A17INT.SMALL OFFICE - AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK - DAYA17
A phone cord is YANKED from the wall!
Black Clad #1 and #4 push Customers and Employees inside! They door SLAMS SHUT.
17INT.PRIVATE OFFICE - AMERICAN NATIONAL - DAY17
POV OF LORENZ - Callo approaches the Tech Van.
Lorenz peeks through the curtains.A phone pressed between his shoulder and ear.
He places a VOICE MODULATOR over the phone's mouthpiece (this will leave his voice sounding LIFELESS and DISTORTED to those on the receiving end).
INTERCUT WITH:
SHOOTING SCRIPTMARCH 15, 20049.
18EXT.AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK - DAY18
Callo arrives at the POLICE TECH VAN.So state-of-the-art NASA is green with envy.
BRENDAN DAX, 30's, the techno-wizard, with headphones on, hands Callo a phone. Several other OFFICERS listen in.
We have them on the line.
Dax presses a series of buttons.
We're hot.
(into phone)
This is Detective Callo, Seattle P.D. Who am I speaking with?
No questions. It's time to set the rules. I am in complete control of this facility. No one gets in or out without my say and I will execute every last man, woman and child in here if my needs are not met. Do not test me. Today, I am a man of zero patience.
I'm listening.
See if you can't screw this up, Detective... I have but one demand. One and only demand.
19OMIT (COMBINED INTO SC. 17/18)19
20INT.CONNERS APARTMENT - DAY20
Conners wears a T-shirt and some sweats, opens his refrigerator, grabs a bottle of water. When he closes the door... He notices Jenkins and a YOUNG DETECTIVE on his deck.
Conners crosses, opens the door for Jenkins and DETECTIVE SHANE DEKKER, late-20s. Dekker's all business when it comes to being a cop. Green, but eager to prove himself. After a long beat...
Do you have a warrant?
SHOOTING SCRIPTMARCH 15, 200410.
I need to speak to you, Quentin.
There's where your shit out of luck because I don't need to speak to you.
It's important.