Cellular Page #22

GRILLO:

Can you make him stop!

THEO:

Mind letting me make the best of a

rotten situation?

EXT. VENTURA FREEWAY EAST ENTRANCE - DAY

As Grillo drives down the on-ramp and joins the traffic.

INT. THEO'S CAR - DAY

THEO:

Just sitting here listening to her

voice does it to me all over

again. No harm admitting I fell

in love with the sound of you.

LENORE:

That's a skill you acquire when

you do fantasy phone sex for a

living.

I must've had thirty regulars

salivating at 4.99 per minute.

GRILLO:

Which is how we hooked up

initially. The woman nearly

freaked when she learned I was on

the force. Figures it was some

kind of sting.

They are in speeding freeway traffic now. Lenore is keeping

the gun out of sight of motorists in the adjoining lanes.

THEO:

Some nice fantasy you all cooked

up for me.

LENORE:

Took preparation.

THEO:

Exactly who was this Oberfeld?

LENORE:

Local lawyer for Dominican

dealers. Off to buy a half

interest in a mall in Granada

Hills on their behalf.

GRILLO:

Which is why we had a lot more to

worry about than the law. These

are people who don't worry about

reading you your rights.

THEO:

I'm the one they'd be looking for.

LENORE:

And we'll make certain they find

you.

They're interrupted by the ringing of the cellular. Is it

Nelson calling again?

THEO:

Want me to answer it from beyond

the grave?

Lenore pokes the gun against his neck before answering.

LENORE:

Yes?

It's Caitlin's voice that comes on.

CAITLIN:

What are you doing on Theo's line?

LENORE:

Taking messages.

CAITLIN:

He ran out on me to be with you?

Well f*** him! Everything worked

twice as good without him. We

didn't need him then and I don't

need him now.

LENORE:

I'm sure he'll be heartbroken.

CAITLIN:

I know he's there! He doesn't

even have the balls to pick up the

phone!

LENORE:

I won't let him. He belongs to me

now. Bye, sweetie.

She hangs up.

But Theo hasn't been idle during the exchange on the phone.

He's casually reached into the now empty glove compartment.

THEO:

Know what else is in here?

LENORE:

Take your hand out of there.

Slowly.

Theo does not obey the command.

THEO:

There's a little button under my

finger. And when I push it the

trunk pops.

Grillo reaches out and grabs Theo by the throat. He

continues guiding the vehicle with his left hand.

INSERT SHOT - TIGHT ON THEO'S FINGER

On that tiny button.

THEO:

Think about what's going to happen

to your valuables when that trunk

flies open at 75 miles per?

BACK TO THREE SHOT IN CAR

LENORE:

You won't live to see it.

THEO:

It's going to be some f***ing

snowstorm.

LENORE:

Pull over! Pull over someplace.

GRILLO:

I can't.

They're in the center lane and cars are racing along on both

sides of them.

GRILLO:

I told you I should've cuffed him.

THEO:

I want the gun emptied. I want to

see all six slugs tossed up here.

And then I want out. That's all.

OUT!

EXT. THE FREEWAY - DAY

Cars speeding along at better than 70 mph.

BACK INSIDE:

CLOSE ON the police service revolver flipped open so the

bullets can be removed.

Lenore spills the cartridges out in her hand.

LENORE:

Five ... six.

THEO:

Toss them -- one at a time. I

don't want to lose count.

She tosses the bullets over his shoulder onto the floor of

the front seat -- so Theo can clearly see them.

He's still bent forward with his hand inside the glove

compartment -- pressed against that crucial little button.

EXT. FREEWAY - HIGH ANGLE - DAY

Construction ahead. The lanes will soon converge. Traffic

will decrease to a virtual standstill. Once traffic slows

or stops Theo's threat become meaningless.

INT. THEO'S CAR - DAY

Theo realizes traffic is slowing. He's got to act now.

He's bent forward so Grillo doesn't notice that he's

reaching under the seat with his free hand.

Just as he pops the trunk he uses all the force in his legs

and all his body weight to slam the seat back -- straight

into Lenore's face.

The impact is quick and violent.

She's struck in the nose and forehead and propelled

backwards.

QUICK CUTS:

The trunk pops open.

The loose cash and bonds in the broken attache case flutter

and take flight.

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