A Few Good Men Page #12

Jo steps aside and lets KAFFEE got into his car.

JO:

I'm going to Cuba with you tomorrow.

KAFFEE:

And the hits just keep on comin'.

HOLD on KAFFEE and Jo. JO smiles.

CUT TO:

EXT. SIDEWALK NEWSSTAND - DUSK

KAFFEE IN HIS CAR

He's driving down a Washington street and pulls over at a

sidewalk newsstand.

He gets out of his car, leaving the lights flashing, and

runs up to the newsstand.

As he plunks his 35 cents down and picks up a newspaper, he

engages in his daily ritual with LUTHER, the newsstand

operator.

KAFFEE:

How's it goin', Luther?

LUTHER:

Another day, another dollar, captain.

KAFFEE:

You gotta play 'em as they lay,

Luther.

LUTHER:

What comes around, goes around, you

know what I'm sayin'.

KAFFEE:

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

LUTHER:

Hey, if you've got your health, you

got everything.

KAFFEE:

Love makes the world go round. I'll

see you tomorrow, Luther.

And we

CUT TO:

INT. SAM'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

A baby sleeping in a crib pull rack to reveal SAM is standing

over the crib. KAFFEE's sitting on a beer.

SAM:

When Nancy gets back, you're my

witness. The baby spoke. My daughter

said a word.

KAFFEE:

Your daughter made a sound, Sam, I'm

not sure it was a word.

SAM:

Oh come on, it was a word.

KAFFEE:

Okay.

SAM:

You heard her. The girl sat here,

pointed, and said "Pa". She did. She

said "Pa".

KAFFEE:

She was pointing at a doorknob.

SAM:

That's right. Pointing, as if to

say, "Pa, look, a doorknob".

SAM joins KAFFEE in the living room.

KAFFEE:

Jack Ross came to see me today. He

offered me twelve years.

SAM:

That's what you wanted.

KAFFEE:

I know, and I'll... I guess, I mean --

(beat)

I'll take it.

SAM:

So?

KAFFEE:

It took albout 45 seconds. He barely

put up a fight.

SAM:

(beat)

Danny, take the twelve years, it's a

gift.

KAFFEE finishes off his beer, and stands.

KAFFEE:

You don't believe their story, do

you? You think they ought to go to

jail for the rest of their lives.

SAM:

I believe every word they said. And

I think they ought to go to jail for

the rest of their lives.

KAFFEE nods and puts down the empty beer bottle.

KAFFEE:

I'll see you tomorrow.

Sam opens the front door for him and they stand out on the

stoop for a moment.

SAM:

Remember to wear your whites, it's

hot down there.

KAFFEE:

I don't like the whites.

SAM:

Nobody likes the whites, but we're

going to Cuba in August. You got

Dramamine?

KAFFEE:

Dramamine keeps you cool?

SAM:

Dramamine keeps you from throwing

up, you get sick when you fly.

KAFFEE:

I get sick when I fly because I'm

afraid of crashing into a large

mountain, I don't think Dramamine'll

help.

SAM:

I've got some oregano, I hear that

works pretty good.

KAFFEE:

Yeah, right.

KAFFEE starts toward his car, then turns around.

KAFFEE:

(continuing)

You know, Ross said the strangest

thing to me right before I left. He

said the platoon commander Lieutenant

Jonathan Kendrick had a meeting with

the men and specifically told them

not to touch Santiago.

SAM:

So?

KAFFEE:

I never mentioned Kendrick. I don't

even know who he is.

(beat)

What the hell.

(beat)

I'll see you tomorrow.

We hold for a moment on KAFFEE as he walks to his car, then

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