15 Minutes Page #7

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?

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