A Fork in the Road Page #4

Synopsis: Will, an escaped convict, inadvertently takes refuge in a barn the same night the owners, April and Martin, get into a terrible fight. A gun shot goes off inside the house. April drags Martin's body outside and discovers Will. He convinces her that he is not there to harm her but has witnessed the murder so they must cooperate or both go to prison. The two take out to dispose of the body only to find out he is not dead. The task of disposal turns into a kidnapping nightmare and, as the two try to navigate the turn of events, they find they must make some hard choices to keep from losing it all.
 
IMDB:
6.1
NOT RATED
Year:
2009
105 min
128 Views


And is another set

coming from this side.

I bet you, they go there whole

truck... -Karl, this is where it burn.

Look, see those foot prints here.

Somebody is been here.

Cigarettes but, look.

Right here.

And the water bottle.

Wait, wait, wait. A candy

lottery. -Oh, look, look.

Over here, over here.

It's right here.

Look. Hey, hey.

Look, this proves

that's your shovel.

What this moron

thinks he doing?

Hey! We are middle

of the nowhere!

Oh, hell.

Better run after him and

make sure isn't fall end

and kill himself.

Idiot.

Where did he go?

Jesus, he trying

to hide. Karl!

Is not gonna work.

You can't go anywhere.

Oh, sh*t.

His loose.

-Still can't go anywhere.

Jesus.

Did you find your car, April?

Karl!

How we gonna climb back?

Yes, yes. We gonna

climb up soon.

Go, go, go.

Oh, no, no, no.

How he can do that?

I still have the keys.

Oh, my God.

Those are my keys.

Not his keys. His keys

still in his pens. Oh, God.

F***!

Keys.

Yeah, turn me in.

He's gonna tell the police,

I kidnaped him and try to kill

him after I had affair with you.

And after that, he will tell them,

what we did to Martin. -Yeah.

I will stay in jail to

the rest of my life.

Or kill me.

Well, I'm so sorry.

This is all my fault.

Maybe we could just split up

and you still can get to Mexico.

Hey, hey.

I not gonna leave

you here at the middle of...

where ever the hell we are.

I'm not like Karl.

I know.

Look.

Hey, hey. I was just

looking for you guys.

You are not gonna believe...

-Stop right there.

Put your hands on your head

and get on the ground.

What? -Hands on your head

and get on the ground.

Oh, no, no. You don't understand,

I was looking for you guys cus...

Sir, I won't say it again.

Your hands on your head now.

All right, fine.

They can get away though.

I'm just saying. -Shut up.

The feet are killing me.

We should look for a place

and trying get some sleep.

Look, where we are.

It's an old graveyard.

We should be stop here,

may as be dead anyway.

Sarah Sega...

Something.

1889-1918.

She was just 29 years old.

Just 5 years older than me.

I wonder what she was

running from?

Oh, my God.

Finally. I wanna get

this things straight right now,

before they get away.

-I'm Sheriff Thomson

and this is detective Ross.

You been advice about

your rights. -Yeah, yeah.

I'm just telling you what happened.

-Sure I'm gonna need you

to sit down. -What for?

- Cus if you not sit down

I have to hang cuff you again.

-No, no, no. I'm the victim here.

OK, not them.

On who you are referring too?

-My wife and her god damn boyfriend,

who just kidnaped me

and try to kill me, OK?

I got your attention now?

Well, we just gonna

ask you about that?

Let's get on with it then.

We found the body.

-What body?

Martin Cheeders.

Wait a minute,

he is dead?

At the bottom over roving.

You could see the

smoke from miles.

Found him and his car.

Oh, my God.

Then it's true.

Do you wanna tell

us about it?

Hell, yeah I do.

Probably all came

down on the road

when no one is there.

I'll take is waiting for me.

I have a choice

to that tired blow

on car ditch but

when did happen, I didn't

enough to think about them.

Sometimes, it seems like

the only choice is ulejk,

other choice is already me.

You just have to be

ready for the nail.

Who's Sarah like more I do?

This is something

I have to deal.

He was duck taped

to the toilet. -Yeah.

And then is fallen to the

bath and hit his head

that's why he couldn't get

up and then his drowned.

We didn't found the toilet.

Of course not.

It's in the motel room. -Maybe

you know the name of motel?

Didn't tell me that. -Why did you

go to Martin's Cheeders house?

Because I was pist. I came home,

my friend all bed rip it up,

the under pans on the floor

and then I found the pictures

and Martin is in the

pictures. So, you know,

what I was thinking.

-Yes, we do.

Well. -You had a history of

domestic violence Mrs. Dumas.

Oh, you don't think that

I have any to do with it this.

Where is your wife?

I told you,

she's out there.

We found yours wife purse

in Martin's Cheeders car

along with your 38th.

Can you tell us

how it got there?

Ok.

I would like to make

a phone call.

Hello.

-Nolla, it's me.

Karl where are you?

-I'm in jail.

What? -I don't know, everything

is gonna be fine, OK? The cops are

totally screw it up. I can't

tell you everything right now,

but I was with you at that

time. OK? you are my alibi.

You told them about us?

-No. No, I haven't

and I hope not have to

but I told you I can't explain

everything right now.

I need it to bail me out.

Oh, it's three at the morning.

-Well, you can make

a phone call to a bail

bounds man, can't you, honey?

I mean, you can

handle that, right?

OK, all right.

-All right, thank you,

sweetheart, I love you and I

promise I will straight all this out

when I'm out of here. OK?

Well, we can't go back to my

house. Karl is definitely be there.

We can go to my sister's.

She doesn't look far

from me. She will help us.

She doesn't know me.

Please, you got to

trust me on this.

My sister is an angel.

She would die for me.

You got the blood tape back from

the sample took in the house.

Match it Karl's wife.

We should get the results back

in a week from DNA

but without the body...

It's mean,

I need a body.

What if tie up loose ends. I think

we'll have enough nail this prick.

Just a second.

Jesus baby, you got

out pretty fast.

April?

What are you doing here?

Is something wrong?

What's going on?

This is Will, He's a

good friend of mine.

Where you been?

Oh, honey, you look terrible.

Sorry. Oh, no, it's Ok.

Whatever the

problem is, we'll fix it.

...and then we had to

duct tape him to the toilet.

Tell the rest on the way,

because we really need to going here.

Yeah, you are right.

Listen, we really

need a help right now.

Well, you are my sister

April and I'll do everything

I can to help you. You

know that, so, it is Mexico

where you wants to go, well,

I'll do the best to get in there.

Could you get us some water?

Please, Will in the kitchen.

Yeah.

An escape convict?

What are you thinking?

He saved my life.

-What was in for?

Murder, rape and

even know. -He told me,

that he didn't do it.

-Oh, my God, April.

This is so like you.

You are so trust in,

you make me sick. I can't

believe how much trouble

you got into to and

now you drag me into it?

Listen, I didn't know,

who I can trust.

Does Karl know?

-Yeah.

You know,

you have to help us.

We have no else to go.

What would you do

without me?

Sheriff is here.

-What?

He must know you are

here. -How he could know

even we don't know to until

this morning. -Doesn't matter.

Just go and hide on the back.

Go, go. I'll take care of this.

No, he will see you.

Get in the closet.

No, no. It's safe.

Come on.

How he can know I'm here?

-Maybe too much from here.

I don't hear anything.

-They probably at the front door.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes

Jim Kouf

Jim Kouf (born July 24, 1951) is an American screenwriter, director, and producer. He received the 1988 Edgar Award for Best Motion Picture Screenplay for his work on Stakeout (1987). more…

All Jim Kouf scripts | Jim Kouf Scripts

1 fan

Submitted on August 05, 2018

Discuss this script with the community:

0 Comments

    Translation

    Translate and read this script in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)

    Citation

    Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:

    Style:MLAChicagoAPA

    "A Fork in the Road" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 22 Dec. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/a_fork_in_the_road_1898>.

    We need you!

    Help us build the largest writers community and scripts collection on the web!

    The Studio:

    ScreenWriting Tool

    Write your screenplay and focus on the story with many helpful features.


    Quiz

    Are you a screenwriting master?

    »
    What is the "midpoint" in screenwriting?
    A The halfway point where the story shifts direction
    B The climax of the screenplay
    C The beginning of the screenplay
    D The end of the screenplay