Code of Silence Page #5

It almost sounds like an order.

Kosalas looks like he's going to be sick.

KOSALAS:

(softly)

Yeah, that's how it went down.

EDDIE:

(pause)

Stay here.

(to Cragie)

Take care of your partner.

Eddie walks away.

EXT. GANGWAY - DAY

The gangway is now filled with squad cars, ambulances, and

cops.

As the paramedics walk Victor Comacho to the ambulance,

bloody, bandaged, but very much alive, he and Eddie LOCK

EYES for a brief instant.

Several ferocious looking Comacho relatives have been allowed

inside the police lines. One of them steps close to Victor.

VICTOR:

(to relative)

Call Luis.

The lab technicians arrive.

The throng of streetwise punks and horrified commuters are

across a roped off area.

KOBAS:

Get these people back out of here,

wouldja.

INT. PAINTER'S HALL - DAY

Kosalas and Cragie are still with the body. The corridor is

blocked off by uniformed patrolmen.

Kosalas is shakey. Cragie is tries to calm him down.

CRAGIE:

Look, it's no big thing, Kid. A

friggin' dog and pony show. Some

dumb ass questions by dumb ass

bureaucrats. "When's the last time

you were at the range?" Crap like

that.

KOSALAS:

Look. It was a f***in' accident. Why

can't you just be --

CRAGIE:

(stiffens)

You born yesterday?! These ain't

cops. They'll roast our ass just

cause we carry a badge. Both of us.

(menacing)

We stick together on this, kid. We're

partners, right?

Kosalas nods.

EXT. GANGWAY - DAY

Donato sits on the ground as two paramedics work on his foot.

Eddie crouches beside him as one medic cuts away Donato's

ankle boot.

DONATO:

Aw man, don't do that. You know how

much these things cost?

He gasps as they draw the boot off. Donato grabs for Eddie's

hand, and squeezes against the pain.

DONATO:

Eddie. Scam this. A bait shop. Worms,

minnows. Don't even need real worms.

Storage problem. Got those rubber

ones, you know?

EDDIE:

Yeah, what about the winter?

DONATO:

We winter in Florida. Rubber neck

the beach bunnies. Aw, look at that.

Ruined my brand new fence climbers.

Hand made in Italy.

Someone points Eddie out to Partida, an attractive, no-

nonsense woman, who heads for him. Donato sees Partida coming.

DONATO:

Oh, f***, Partida. I'm gonna tell

her you shot me.

The resentment the other cops feel against Partida is readily

apparent.

PARTIDA:

Cusack. You were in charge here?

EDDIE:

Does it look like it?

Partida looks at the covered body nearby.

PARTIDA:

(to Donato)

And you were a principal in one of

the shootings?

Eddie nods.

DONATO:

OW! A goddamn Dr. Jekyll!

Eddie smiles at Donato, who with his good foot, kicks at the

medic bandaging the wound.

PARTIDA:

Where's the officer who was involved

in the other shooting?

EDDIE:

(pointing)

Third floor rear.

As Partida heads for the building, another suited civilian

comes over to meet her. The civilian escorts a Mexican

grandmother.

The old lady is agitated, jabbering in Spanish and pointing

at the cops.

Eddie sees this, and then is pulled away as he helps one of

the medics lift Donato and carry him to the ambulance.

Eddie helps Donato into the ambulance.

EDDIE:

Catch you later, Hopalong.

INT. HEADQUARTERS - DAY

The two Comacho lookouts who survived the raid, Efren and

Pompas, have been brought in for questioning. The

interrogation is taking place in a small room.

Officers Brennan and Music are here with Eddie.

The Comachos sit silent as stones.

MUSIC:

(to Efren)

You know that, Efren. When your big

bad brother Luis gets the word, your

ass is freeze dried and fried.

Efren stares ahead. Music looks at Eddie who is fiddling

with the Rubic's Cube, to little success.

Brennan takes Music's place. He kicks Pompas' chair hard.

BRENNAN:

Talk you hemorrhoid!

POMPAS:

(in Spanish)

Your mother fucks dogs in the street.

BRENNAN:

You wanna tune-up? Hey Sarge, you

know why a Comacho's like a cue-ball?

Cause the harder you hit 'em, the

better their English gets.

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