48 Hrs. Page #14

CATES:

(continuing)

Hammond... you son of a b*tch,

where are you?

Listens for a moment.

VROMAN'S ROCK CLUB

Hammond on the phone as the band rocks away. (MONKEY

MASH - Track only)

HAMMOND:

Hey, Jack, how ya doin'? What took

you so long to call, man? I been

waitin' ... I'm at Vroman's up in

the Fillmore. Yeah, Vroman's...

'Course you don't hang out here;

it's for the brothers.

SQUAD ROOM:

CATES:

I'll be there in a minute. You

don't move your ass, right?

Slams down the phone. Starts toward the door. Remembers...

He dashes back to the phone, hits the other line. Hears only

a buzz.

CATES:

(continuing)

Oh, sh*t.

TRANSITION.

VROMAN'S ROCK CLUB

Band blasting away on another number (THE BOYS ARE BACK IN

TOWN - VOCAL)

Hammond now in the middle of the floor dancing his ass off

with a girl named CANDY. As the song ends...

HAMMOND:

My name's Reggie Hammond.

Tries his big personality smile.

This time gets one back.

CANDY:

I'm candy...

HAMMOND:

Excuse me, baby, but if i don't

get some action tonight, I'm gonna

bust. You interested?

CANDY:

Hey, what kind of talk is that?

HAMMOND:

Oh ... You're a schoolteacher...

CANDY:

No, I go to a school to learn how

to do hair. It's a government

program. But really I want to be

a model - and I am definitely not

sellin'.

HAMMOND:

(humorously)

Goodbye.

She stops him.

CANDY:

Hey, don't you think a hair

stylists got any interest in

gettin' it on?

HAMMOND:

Here you go sweetheart, throw it

my way.

He gives her a kiss.

CANDY:

You're in a hurry.

HAMMOND:

Yeah, i been waiting three years.

CANDY:

You just quit bein' a priest or

somethin'?

HAMMOND:

No, baby, nothin' like that.

Look, there's a place across the

street. We can go right over

there...

CANDY:

What's the matter with my place?

HAMMOND:

No, it's gotta be here and now.

Believe me. Only I don't have the

damn money for a room...

The band starts up again. ("LOVE SONGS ARE FOR CRAZIES" -

VOCAL)

CANDY:

Yeah, well, even us non-pros

expect the guy to pay for the

room...

Cates suddenly appears... steps between them. Yells above the

band's noise.

CATES:

Where's luther?

HAMMOND:

Be polite. Say hello. This is

Candy.

CATES:

Hello. And goodbye.

She looks at Hammond. He nods.

CANDY:

Well, maybe I'll see you later ...

HAMMOND:

Here's hoping, baby...

Candy leaves and melts into the crowd on the dance floor.

CATES:

What about Luther?

HAMMOND:

What about Ganz?

Cates shrugs.

CATES:

We missed.

HAMMOND:

You missed ... Luther took a taxi

to the hotel across the street.

Made a phone call.

CATES:

Maybe we should pay Luther a

visit.

HAMMOND:

Let him get some sleep. He's

going to need it.

They move to the bar.

HAMMOND:

(continuing)

They must have set up a meeting

for the morning; Luther left an 8

am wake-up and put up the "Don't

Disturb" sign. He's trading his

girl for the money. All we have

to do to grab Ganz is not go blind.

CATES:

So you took the rest of the night

off...

Hammond smiles.

HAMMOND:

We don't have too many

cheerleaders in prison. I though

I might indulge myself in a little

trim.

Cates orders two drinks.

CATES:

Tell me something. Why didn't you

just take the money off Luther and

split?

HAMMOND:

Forget it. I want Ganz as bad as

you do and I got some other news

for you...

He opens his jacket slightly. Reveals a shoulder holster and

accompanying .45. A long moment.

CATES:

I don't know why, but I'm going to

let you keep it. Maybe because you

told me you had it, or maybe just

because I'm too tired to argue...

HAMMOND:

You sure that's the reason?

Pause.

CATES:

Thanks for callin' in... and I

guess Maybe... Look, I'm sorry I

called you Watermellon n*gger...

those kinds of things. I was just

leanin' on ya, doin' my job.

HAMMOND:

Bein' good at your job don't

explain everything, Jack ...

CATES:

Yeah. Guess not.

Hammond gives him a big smile.

HAMMOND:

As long as you're feeling like Abe

Lincoln, how about payin' me on

our bet? We got time and all this

p*ssy around here's drivin' me

crazy. See that one over there,

the one I was with...

He nods at Candy across the way.

CATES:

Yeah, I see her.

HAMMOND:

I can just take her right across

the street to Luther's hotel. All

I need is some money for the room.

HAMMOND:

(continuing)

Big smile as Cates produces some cash. Hammond counts it

eagerly. Looks around. Candy suddenly appears like a trout

seeing a lure. She grabs the money.

CANDY:

Hello, again.

HAMMOND:

I just struck it rich... I think

we can do a little business. As

a matter of fact, I think we can

have a party.

Hammond smiles, leads her out of the bar.

CATES:

Hurry back.

Cates watches them go, downs his drink. He fishes in his

pocket for a coin, moves to a wall phone. Dials...

CHRONICLE RESTAURANT BAR - NIGHT

A COCKTAIL WAITRESS answers the phone as Elaine pours a drink.

COCKTAIL WAITRESS

It's for you.

Hands her the receiver.

ELAINE:

Hello.

CATES:

Hi, it's me...

ELAINE:

F*** you.

She slams down the receiver.

SIDEWALK - FRONT OF VROMAN'S - NIGHT

Hammond and Candy exit the rock club. A line of young Punkers

waiting to get inside... Hammond and Candy are in a tight

clinch, a little giggly.

CANDY:

So... what did you have in mind?

Suddenly, Hammond sees Luther emerge from the Predmore across

the street.

HAMMOND:

Oh no, not now!

Luther moves down the street with the briefcase. Hammond

pulls Candy back inside Vroman's.

VROMAN'S ROCK CLUB - BAR

Rock group still blasting away... (LOVE SONGS ARE FOR

CRAZIES - Vocal continues)

Hammond and Candy reappear, knocking aside a waitress about

to refill Cates' drink.

CATES:

That was quick.

HAMMOND:

When you been in prison three

years, it don't take long. Let's

go.

CATES:

Why?

HAMMOND:

Luther's on the move...

Cates jumps up, runs out. Hammond looks at Candy.

HAMMOND:

(continuing)

I'll be back. Trust me.

He kisses her.

Runs off after Cates. She stares at him in disbelief.

STREET LIGHT:

Luther checking over his shoulder for shadows, walks down the

block. Turns into a narrow street.

A BUS STOP:

Luther waits, impatient.

Checks his watch.

Looks up and down the street.

He double-checks the bus stop sign over his head.

Just as a bus pulls to a stop, air brakes hissing ...

LUTHER:

Gets in.

Sees that the driver is Billy Bear...

BUS:

The bus starts up. Luther hesitates in the front. On the wide

rear seat is Ganz. Rosalie beside him.

GANZ:

Open your coat. Both sides.

He shows he's not packed.

LUTHER:

Let her go.

GANZ:

First, the money.

Luther takes a step.

GANZ:

(continuing)

Just show me.

Luther puts the case on a side seat, opens it for display.

ANOTHER BUS STOP

Commuters look up expectantly. One of two drift toward the

curb. Jump back in alarm as the bus roars by.

BUS:

Ganz is satisfied. Luther closes the case.

LUTHER:

Rosalie, you okay?

GANZ:

What are you talkin' about? I said

I wouldn't hurt her.

And then he shoots Luther. Right between the buttons.

GANZ:

(continuing)

I never break my word.

Laughs as Rosalie begins to scream.

CATES' CADDY

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