15 Minutes Page #11

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)

Sh*t!

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.

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