Cellular Page #11

VOICE:

Who are you?

THEO:

Let me talk to the lady again.

VOICE:

There's no lady here.

THEO:

If you've already killed her

that's fine. I'll keep the bonds

and the cash. We got nothing to

discuss.

VOICE:

Hold on.

THEO:

If her kid or her old man have

been harmed we've also got nothing

to talk about.

VOICE:

Let her tell you.

After a pause a familiar feminine voice is heard.

LENORE:

Yes? Yes?

THEO:

Hi Lenore. It's me. I got you

back. Courtesy of Star 69. Are

you hurt?

LENORE:

They dragged me downstairs. I

thought they were going to kill

me.

THEO:

Lucky for them they didn't.

LENORE:

What did you do?

THEO:

I had a little encounter at the

bank and our Mr. Transplant ended

up under the wheels of a Chevy.

LENORE:

God, if he doesn't come back --

THEO:

I'm in possession of the bag he

was carrying. And I'm in a

position to negotiate. What about

your husband and your child?

LENORE:

They're tied with duct tape so

they can't speak -- but they seem

to be --

The phone is grabbed away from her.

MALE VOICE:

(to Theo)

Who are you working for?

THEO:

I'm self employed. What kind of

cut did the hairy one have?

MALE VOICE:

Twenty percent.

THEO:

Fine. I want half. Plus the

release of the family.

MALE VOICE:

Whatever you say.

Theo looks over the side of the rooftop -- at the street

directly below.

THEO'S POV - AN L.A.P.D. CAR parked there. CAMERA WHIP PANS

to the concrete stairs which lead up to the rooftop ...

Heavy racing footsteps can be heard. Someone's coming!

BACK TO THEO - hurrying back to his car -- while the

conversation continues.

THEO:

You're making it too easy.

MALE VOICE:

You got time on your side. Pretty

soon they'll be missed and we'll

have the law up our ass.

THEO:

They saw you kill the driver.

INT. THEO'S CAR - ALREADY MOVING

MALE VOICE:

You're up on your details, aren't

you?

THEO:

You can rely on them to keep quiet

because this is undeclared money

that could land Jack there in

federal prison. He can't afford

for you to get caught and have

this briefcase appear as evidence.

MALE VOICE:

Keep talking.

Theo is already careening down the twisting ramp as he

speaks.

THEO:

You're walking away with a clear

fifty percent and a guarantee

nobody can afford to I.D. you.

MALE VOICE:

There are no guarantees in this

life.

THEO:

Granted. But I don't believe

they're grieving enough for their

chauffeur to piss away their own

futures.

Theo pauses to pay the cashier before exiting.

PARKING CASHIER:

That's four fifty.

THEO:

For ten minutes? F***ing thieves

everywhere.

He pays and pulls off onto San Vincente heading west,

checking the rearview to be certain he's not being followed.

MALE VOICE:

Where do we meet?

THEO:

It's a nice day. How about the

beach?

MALE VOICE:

Pass.

THEO:

A large stretch of empty space

with no place to hide. Temescal

Canyon parking lot.

MALE VOICE:

What time frame have you got in

mind?

THEO:

It should take me twenty minutes.

Where are you coming from?

MALE VOICE:

We can be there.

EXT. WIDE SHOT - THEO'S CAR - DAY

Weaving through traffic --

THEO:

I want you all in one vehicle.

Your van. If I see anybody else

cruising around I'll keep going.

No second chances. You can kill

them and I'll keep what I've got.

MALE VOICE:

Some loyalty.

THEO:

There's no loyalty at the expense

of my own ass.

BACK INSIDE THEO'S SPEEDING CAR

THEO:

Tell the lady to relax. Tell her

I can't wait to meet her in

person.

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