Cellular Page #18
BACK INSIDE THEO'S CAR
He hasn't told anyone he fears being spotted by the police
but he regularly checks his rearview mirror.
HIS POV - REARVIEW MIRROR
Watching the van following but not too close.
ANGLE ON THEO'S CAR - DEEP IN THE WINDING CANYON
THEO:
These mountains kill the
transmission. He's gone.
(beat)
How's it feel to finally be alone
with me?
Theo is deliberately making dramatic turns that toss Lenore
around as she continues to stare at the loaded gun.
LENORE:
Use both hands on the wheel!
Goddam it!
HER POV - THE TWISTING CANYON FLASHING BY
Rock slides after recent storms have narrowed the road.
TIGHT ON THEO:
In total control of the situation now. He's been
manipulated long enough. Now he's pulling the strings.
Then he hears a SIREN. It echoes off the canyon walls. It
could be coming from any direction.
THEO:
It could be a fire. This is
Malibu.
LENORE:
No, there's a police car way back
there. See it, in the distance
coming around the turn? The van
is blocking it now.
THEO:
What's Nels' number?
LENORE:
259-7881.
THEO:
Dial him up. We need him to run
interference.
Theo watches as she dials -- and since they're much higher
in the canyon now the call goes through.
LENORE:
(into phone)
Nels, don't let that cop pass you.
NELSON (V.O.)
What am I supposed to do?
She again holds the phone so Theo can speak.
THEO:
If he pulls me over he gets all
the proceeds plus Lenore here.
NELSON:
And if you ditch us we get zilch.
THEO:
Sure, I end up with some cash.
And a lot of bonds I don't know
how to dispose of.
ZOOM IN - TIGHT ON REARVIEW
We can clearly see Nelson at the wheel and the Haitian
beside him.
THEO:
You're going to have to see to it
that both lanes of this road get blocked.
NELSON:
The f*** I will!
THEO:
It's in your interest, Nels, since
the additional passenger in my
trunk -- an LAPD officer is
probably carrying a few bullets in
him traceable to the piece you're
carrying.
(to Lenore)
Tell the man.
LENORE:
Lose the hardware now.
NELSON:
We'll toss it when we make the
blind curve.
Narrowed by the rock slide. As the van hits a blind spot
where the cops won't see, the Haitian throws a canvas bag
holding the guns out into the canyon underbrush.
BACK TO THEO, LENORE
THEO:
(into phone)
You researched me. You know where
I live. She'll be waiting for you
there along with your split.
NELSON:
There's two police cars now.
THEO:
Tailgate me. I'll jam on the
brakes. You go into a spin to
avoid an accident and cut them
off.
NELSON:
You want us to get ourselves
killed?
THEO:
From what I can see you're a
pretty fair wheelman. There's a
hairpin coming up -- that's the
place for it. The cops'll plow
right into you.
NELSON:
And I end up in a f***ing neck
brace for life!
THEO:
Then you can sue the cops.
Collect from both ends. Tighten
your belts. Here it comes.
(to Lenore)
Ready?
LENORE:
(yells into phone)
Nels, do what he says!
EXT. MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAY
As Nelson's van now speeds forward to tailgate Theo's
Chrysler. Behind the van the two police cars now appear
around the curve, sirens blasting.
They're reluctant to try to pass on these twisting
rock lined roads with traffic coming around blind curves
from the other direction. And there's nowhere to pull over.
Then Theo jams on the brakes. The van veers to the left to
avoid total disaster plowing into the canyon wall and
blocking both lanes.
The first police car can't avoid hitting the van broadside.
The second police car rearends the first.
It's a total pileup as Theo predicted -- a perfectly
orchestrated accident.
Then a camper coming from the Valley approaches and passes
Theo -- rounds the bend and compounds the accident --
smashing into the disabled van from the opposite side.
Nelson and his Haitian friend are sandwiched between wrecks.
Meanwhile Theo speeds on ahead.
INT. THEO'S CAR - DAY
Theo watching in rearview. Lenore is turned around, looking
back.
LENORE:
Do you think they'll walk away?
THEO:
Ask them.
He passes her the cell phone.
LENORE:
(into cellular)
Are you okay? Nels -- answer me!
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