Cellular Page #10

CAMERA CONTINUES ANOTHER 180 DEGREE SWEEP around him to

reveal a very tall man coming out of the vault area and

crossing the bank toward the exit. HIS UPPER FOREHEAD IS

COVERED WITH MINUSCULE TUFTS OF IMPLANTED HAIR. His eyes

are deeply set and close together. He carries a large

leather attache case.

Theo focuses on the man -- just as he reaches the automatic

doors which swing open wide. In an instant he's out on the

street.

Theo hurries after him. CAMERA FOLLOWS.

EXT. BRENTWOOD STREET - DAY

The tall man is moving swiftly along the sidewalk.

Theo is directly behind him. The dead phone is still in his

hand. He realizes this and stuffs it in his jacket pocket.

TRUCKING SHOT - The tall man walks to the corner with Theo

behind him. The light is red. Traffic thick.

Suddenly the man abruptly turns looking face to face at

Theo.

TALL MAN:

Tell me what you want.

Theo struggles to control himself and put on an act.

THEO:

My brother's considering one of

those transplants and I wondered

-- is it painful?

TALL MAN:

You were watching me in the bank.

Theo grabs the wrist of the hand that holds the attache

case, twists it hard.

THEO:

That looks heavy. Let me help you

with it.

THE MAN:

YOU'RE f***ing with the wrong

people, Mister.

Theo's instinct is always to hit first. He throws a jarring

left that takes the bigger man by surprise.

His adversary is stunned but pulls free and uses his thick

attache case as a weapon swinging it hard.

Theo staggers then lurches forward to avoid a second blow

tackling the six footer low and propelling him off the

sidewalk and into the path of oncoming traffic. WHAM!!!

A Chevy Blazer slams into Theo's adversary knocking him off

his feet.

The car behind the Blazer rearends it as other vehicles slam

into each other.

The tall man has struck his head on the sidewalk after

bouncing off the hood. He's lying quite still and he's

bleeding.

Around him a crowd is forming and traffic is at a

standstill. Theo takes a step forward and trips over

something. It's the leather attache case at his feet. He

stoops and picks it up.

It's chaos as the drivers of the stopped vehicles jump out

shouting at each other.

MOTORIST:

He jumped in front of me.

2ND MOTORIST

Look what you f***ing did to my

car!

MOTORIST:

All of a sudden he was there.

Nobody could've stopped.

2ND MOTORIST

Tell it to the cop! Why isn't

there ever a cop?

THEO:

I'll go look for one.

He walks casually through the mob that's forming -- in the

direction of his Chrysler.

Behind him, the crowd around the accident victim grows. And

still no police in sight.

A uniformed guard from the supermarket kneels over the body.

SUPERMARKET GUARD

He's hurt bad.

An eyewitness rushes over, shouting.

EYEWITNESS:

I saw the whole thing. He was

pushed! I was sitting at the

Starbuck's over there and I saw it

all!

ANGLE ON THEO:

he's heard the eyewitness -- any moment he could be pointed

out.

CAMERA FOLLOWS THEO TO HIS CHRYSLER

He gets in and lowers the sun visor to partially obscure his

face as he turns the ignition key and pulls out of the

parking space. He makes a quick right into the Ralph's

Market lot and heads out the far exit which will bring him

onto an entirely different street.

He pulls over and turns his attention to the briefcase. He

fishes in his pocket and finds a small Swiss army knife. He

uses one of the blades on the lock -- finally breaking it.

The briefcase snaps open. It's stuffed full of loose money,

fifties and hundreds -- plus a stack of negotiable bonds

bound together in wrappers. An impressive haul. Theo tries

to count it but his head is swimming.

THEO:

Some f***ing jackpot.

He closes the briefcase but now that the lock's broken it

won't stay shut. It springs back open. He can barely keep

the money inside it.

He looks around, notices an indoor parking facility across

the street.

He drives over, takes an automated ticket -- then pulls up

the ramp.

He drives all the way up to the rooftop parking zone. Few

cars are up here. He's alone.

He pulls into a space.

INT. THEO'S CAR - ROOFTOP PARKING AREA - DAY

He reaches into his glove compartment which is crammed full

of CDs and pushes a button which pops the trunk.

EXT. ROOFTOP PARKING AREA - DAY

Theo gets out holding the attache case tightly shut.

TIGHT SHOT - INSIDE THE TRUNK. Theo wedges the attache case

in next to the spare which manages to hold it in place.

We take casual note of an alternate set of license plates

lying in the trunk -- before Theo slams the lid shut.

ANGLE ON THEO:

Looking out from the vantage point of the rooftop at all the

many homes and residences in the distance. And in one of

them Lenore and her family are being held captive.

THEO:

Where the hell are you, Mrs.

Oberfeld? And why should I give a

f***? Especially now.

He tries to figure out what to do. Should he just keep what

he's got and take off? He reaches into the car for his

cellular.

CLOSE UP - CELL PHONE - as Theo dials: STAR 69.

He's ringing back the last number that called him. Finally

the call is picked up. But nobody speaks.

THEO:

Don't be afraid to say hello.

Your friend with the recent

transplant is in no condition to

deliver that briefcase. So I've

taken on the task.

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