15 Minutes Page #19
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 a**holes everywhere.
Zwangenbobby..Zwangendaba. I got it.
I'll do it. Sh*t. Let's start again.
5-4-3-2-1...
She starts over.
INT. JORDY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Jordy's on the couch. A drink in his hand, watching TV with
his dog, ZACK. Jordy's eyes are glazed. He's drunk, his
eyes are as bloodshot as Eddie's were...without his job or
Daphne.
His mind miles away - the dog and drink are his only comfort.
As Nicolette reports (she got the name right), her anger
seeps through her broadcast.
NICOLETTE (ON T.V.)
Mr. Zwangendaba claims to be a direct
descendent of the African King from whom
he takes his name...
Jordy's face is flashed on screen. The phone RINGS. Jordy
picks up.
JORDY:
Hello?
(listens)
No comment.
He hangs up. The phone RINGS AGAIN.
JORDY (CONT'D)
Hello?
(listens)
No!
Jordy hangs up. Changes the channel. He stops as Robert
Hawkins' face fills the screen. He is standing across from
someone - in a park - interviewing him.
HAWKINS (ON T.V.)
He robbed you?
The ANGLE CUTS to Zwangendaba, the mugger, now dressed in a
suit and tie. Clean shaven and with a fresh haircut. He
stands in the same spot where Jordy handcuffed him to the
tree. He's appearing on "Top Story".
ZWANGENDABA (ON T.V.)
That's right, I encountered him right
here. I was just askin' for change an'
he whips out his big gun an' pushes me
up against that tree, whereupon he takes
my money and handcuffs me to it, leavin'
me there all exposed...
The phone RINGS again. Jordy suddenly pulls the phone off
the table and throws it through the window:
BACK TO TV:
as the channel is changed. A REPORTER is on TV. Behind him
is a picture of Emil. Emil is smiling, in a shirt and tie.
The reporter stands in front of the jail.
REPORTER:
...and WBAI has learned that Mr. Slovak
won't have to worry about how he is
going to pay for his defense. He has
received movie offers and been in
conversations with numerous publishers
concerning the rights to his life story.
REVERSE ANGLE:
Oleg is at a bar watching TV. Poisoned with envy.
INT. JORDY'S BEDROOM - NEXT MORNING
Jordy stands in front of the mirror over the dresser. We see
the TV overturned in the b.g. His back up gun is on it. He
stares at it. Dark thoughts dancing in his head.
Jordy sits in a taxi, wearing sunglasses. Looking inside the
park where a POLICE BARRICADE surrounds a POLICE TUGBOAT.
Cutler and Emil are arriving - Emil is being transferred to
Rykers Island. Jordy pulls his .38 out of his ankle holster
and sticks it in his pocket.
CLOSE ON METER:
to $42.00. The TAXI DRIVER looks in the rearview mirror.
TAXI DRIVER:
I can't believe this guy got off.
Unbelievable.
Jordy takes out money. All he's got is fifty bucks and he
crams it into the slot.
JORDY:
Whatever's leftover, keep.
Jordy exits the cab. The anger rising inside his body is
coming to a boiling point. He walks into the park. Leon is
sitting on a bench. Just sitting there. Also filled with
rage and frustration. Jordy meets his eyes. Leon gets up
and walks away. Disgusted by it all. Jordy's right hand
grips the gun inside his pocket as he walks on.
HIGH WIDE SHOT:
Many policemen are trying to control a swarm of reporters.
All are waiting for Emil. WE SEE:
HAWKINS:
and his camera crew, and, not far from him - frustrated and
frazzled, waits Nicolette. Still grieving her loss, she
looks over at Hawkins and his crew. She shoots him a
disgusted look - Hawkins shrugs it off. He checks his watch -
anxious - looks at his cameraman.
HAWKINS:
He said he'd be here. Pick him up as he
comes through the crowd. Do you hear
me? For Chrissakes don't miss this.
Cutler's car behind it. Emil - handcuffed - is unloaded from
the van. Reporters swarm forward - Cutler gets out of his
car, hurrying up, taking his place alongside Emil and the
POLICE ESCORTS. The swarm follows - firing questions at
Cutler. He answers the barrage of questions with:
CUTLER:
...my client was suffering from a major
illness of schizophrenic nature wherein
during times of intense stress, as a
result of paranoid and psychotic
delusions - there was impairment of his
ability to appreciate wrongfullness...
This is a victory for the mentally ill!
Jordy walks alongside the moving mass. His eyes focused on
Emil - his hand in his pocket. We notice in the crowd Max,
the celebrity-crazed pyromaniac. What's he doing here?
Max's hand is also stuck deeply in his pocket. A weird gleam
in his eye. We see Korfin in the group, speaking to other
cops. Nicolette and her camera crew are vying for their
place in the mass. She watches Emil with quiet rage. Cutler
continues:
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