Dark City Page #13

MISTER HAND shows Mister Sleep PHOTOGRAPHS: WALKER as he looks

currently, photos of him as a teenager, a young boy, a baby, his

parents standing on a seaside pier smiling and waving, his school,

his first sweetheart. Then a photo of a young woman smiling - it's

Emma, his wife.

STRANGER 2 holds up a small sea shell to the ear of the creature -

MORE SOUNDS OF SURF...

Stranger 2 nods to Mister Hand.

Mister Hand produces the SILVER CASE we saw him holding in Walker's

hotel room.

TIGHT ON THE CASE - he opens it to reveal TWO METAL SYRINGES. He

takes these out and injects them one after the other into the brain

of Mister Sleep.

MISTER BLACK looks on from the shadows. His pale hand fondles the

ornate handle of his cane - a carved silver insect.

Mister Hand steps up to him.

MISTER HAND:

It is done.

Mister Black turns towards the OTHER STRANGERS.

MISTER BLACK:

I hear a clock in my head, and I

like it!

STRANGERS:

(in unison)

We hear clocks in our heads, and we

like them!

MISTER BLACK:

A world in our likeness!

STRANGERS:

A world in our likeness!

STRANGER 1 closes the top of Mister Sleep's head. SQUEAK... CLUNK!

EXT. EMMA'S BUILDING - NIGHT

ANGLE DOLLIES - across the crumbling facade of a building - STOPS

on an illuminated window.

THROUGH THE GLASS Bumstead and Emma sit at a kitchen table. They

are talking but we cannot hear what is being said.

INT. EMMA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

TIGHT ANGLE - A sheet of paper, with seven names neatly typed on

it, is slid across the kitchen table.

BUMSTEAD:

Do any of these names mean anything

to you?

Emma glances at the list briefly but does not pick it up.

EMMA:

No.

BUMSTEAD:

Please take another look...

EMMA:

(ignores the list)

Why are you looking for my husband?

BUMSTEAD:

I'm trying to help him, Mrs. Walker.

That's all.

Emma stands and paces - she's angry.

EMMA:

If you're going to accuse him of

something I want to know what it is.

BUMSTEAD:

We need to question him about a

murder.

EMMA:

Whose murder?

Bumstead simply glances at the page on the table in front of him.

EMMA:

(Cont.)

Which one?

BUMSTEAD:

All of them.

EMMA:

That's ridiculous. You've got him

confused with someone else.

BUMSTEAD:

I'm afraid not. I'm hoping he can

help us straighten out this

business.

Emma says nothing, just paces.

Bumstead glances to a partially open door to see Emma's mother

peeking out. He looks back to Emma.

BUMSTEAD:

(Cont.)

I'm just trying to help him...

EMMA:

(angrier)

You're telling me in all

seriousness, that my husband is a

murderer. You're very wrong. He's

a good man. I don't want you or

anyone else helping him. I just

want him back, that's all...

Bumstead looks at her for a moment, then steps to the window and

looks out.

HIS P.O.V. - In a building across the street he can make out a

dark figure - WATCHING.

EMMA:

None of this makes any sense. John

didn't do anything wrong. Believe

me, I know him, he just isn't...

capable of it.

BUMSTEAD:

Has anyone come here - looking for

him?

EMMA:

No. Just his doctor, that's all.

A few nights ago he came to tell me

John was in some kind of trouble.

I guess this is what he was talking

about...

Bumstead turns back from the window.

BUMSTEAD:

His doctor?

INT. MEI'S APARTMENT/BATHROOM - NIGHT

TIGHT ON - a shirt being unbuttoned.

Mei is removing Walker's muddy clothes. He seems a little

embarrassed but lets her do it. Finally she goes to unbuckle his

belt but he stops her.

She smiles and turns her back.

He takes off his trousers and hands them to her. Without turning,

she exits the bathroom with his clothes.

Walker, naked, steps gently into the warm water filling the tub.

INT. MEI'S APARTMENT/KITCHEN - NIGHT

Mei starts putting his clothes into the sink to soak. She slides a

hand into Walker's coat, removes the wallet. She takes out the

cash, puts the wallet aside, then puts the coat into the water. She

MOVES OFF.

INT. MEI'S APARTMENT/BATHROOM - NIGHT

Walker is sitting in the tub running his neck.

Mei steps from the doorwat holding a BAR OF SOAP in her hand. She

sits beside Walker and takes his hands, gently lathering soap around

them, continuing to smile at him.

TIGHT ON HER HANDS - lathering his arms and back. She gently

washes scratches and bruises on his back.

CLOSE ON WALKER - wincing. It stings.

HIS P.O.V. - She is leaning close now, her gown has opened

slightly and he glimpses her breast.

She notices him looking at her. He looks away and she smiles again,

continuing to bathe him.

Walker looks at Mei again, makes eye contact. This time he can't

help smiling. But it's only a half smile and is quickly gone.

She leans forward and touches his lips with her fingers. Then she

kisses him.

INT. BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER

Mei pushes Walker back on a bed and pulls her dressing gown open.

She sits upright, astride his body, caresses his chest. Then she

stops, her face in shadow.

Walker hasn't responded, but now slowly lifts his hands to her

breasts, touches them.

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