Enemy of the State Page #5

SALES CLERK:

Remain calm.

DEAN:

Okay.

The SALES CLERK goes around the counter to the rear

area. DEAN glances at the fashion show when he glimpses--

ZAVITZ, hurrying through the women's dressing area,

desperately looking for an exit. No luck. ZAVITZ moves

toward DEAN, about to break for the front, but HICKS is

there searching. Trapped, ZAVITZ ducks behind a display.

DEAN watches, unaware of ZAVITZ's pursuers. Then it

clicks...

DEAN:

Daniel?

ZAVITZ turns, frightened....

DEAN (CONT'D)

It's me, Robert Dean.

(beat)

From Seth, Silverberg. I worked on--

ZAVITZ:

Bobby--

DEAN:

It's been a few years.

ZAVITZ:

Yeah.

DEAN:

I'm just doing some Christmas

shopping. It's for my wife, no

kidding. Though, this isn't the

main present, it's just, you know,

a little--

ZAVITZ:

I need help.

DEAN:

Tell me about it.

ZAVITZ:

How can I reach you?

DEAN:

(beat)

Are you okay?

ZAVITZ:

Are you still in Crystal City?

DEAN:

Yeah, what's going on?

SALES CLERK (O.S.)

I think she'll like this very much.

DEAN:

Listen, Daniel, hang on one second.

SALES CLERK:

For that matter, I think you will too.

DEAN:

(to the SALES CLERK)

Could you give me just a moment to

talk to a friend of mine here? Not

about this, but...Daniel?

DEAN looks around...

...ZAVITZ is gone.

EXT. HARRISON'S DEPARTMENT STORE - EVENING

Out on the street, ZAVITZ shoves into a group of

shoppers waiting for the light. Then he sees HICKS and

his PARTNER. They see him.

F*** the light.

ZAVITZ runs into the street as--

--a BUS speeds through yellow. ZAVITZ is caught in its

path.

BAM!

Only stunned witnesses remain.

DEAN exits the department store. He sees the commotion

and makes his way over.

DEAN:

(to a bystander)

What happened?

BYSTANDER:

A guy got hit by a bus.

DEAN:

Ah, Jesus.

SIRENS can be heard in the distance. DEAN eyes the

ground where the body lays. He sees Zavitz's BLOODY

JACKET...

DEAN:

(quietly)

Ah...Jesus.

EXT. ANNAPOLIS - NIGHT

DEAN's BMW drives through a neighborhood of stately

homes, all magnificently decorated for Christmas.

INT. DEAN'S BMW - CONTINUOUS

DEAN drives, a little shaken by events. The RADIO plays

an AT&T COMMERCIAL relaying the joys of home tele-

conferencing. DEAN enters the driveway of his picture-

perfect home.

INT. DEAN'S HOME/FOYER - NIGHT

DEAN enters with his shopping bags and briefcase.

Searching for family members, he enters--

INT. DEAN'S HOME/DEN - NIGHT

DEAN's 8 year old son, ERIC and Eric's friend DYLAN sit

by the big-screen TV, glued to a video game. A NANNY is

nearby, lost in a magazine.

DEAN:

Excuse me, have any of you seen an

eight year old boy, good looking,

about yea-big.

ERIC:

Hi, dad.

DYLAN:

Hi, Mr. Dean.

DEAN:

Hello. Hello, Maria.

NANNY (MARIA)

Hello, Mr. Dean.

ERIC:

We can't get to the fourth level.

We keep getting vaporized by the

Black Knight.

DEAN:

You're learning a cruel lesson.

ERIC:

Are those my Christmas presents?

DEAN:

Some of 'em.

ERIC:

Can I open 'em up?

DEAN:

Sure, go ahead.

ERIC:

Really?

DEAN:

In your dreams.

ERIC:

Dad!

DEAN:

(to DYLAN)

You staying for dinner?

DYLAN:

Is it okay?

DEAN:

You got any money?

ERIC:

He's kidding.

DEAN:

Where's mom?

ERIC:

She's in the kitchen.

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

The kitchen is in the midst of a remodel. A wall-

mounted TV is showing "CROSSFIRE", where the two HOSTS

are mediating a battle between TWO SENATORS.

STACY watches the show with one eye, cooks with the other.

SENATOR TASKEN (TV)

Laws service society and they need

to be flexible to meet changing

demands. We've got to be able to

deal with a terrorist threat before

it occurs.

DEAN enters...

DEAN:

Hey.

STACY:

This guy's a fat-assed Rotarian gasbag.

DEAN:

Uh-oh.

STACY:

Listen to him.

SENATOR TASKEN (TV)

This is no longer a theoretical

problem, it's a reality. Turn on

the news. Bombings, hostages--

DEAN:

He's got a point.

STACY:

Bobby!

DEAN:

Not a very good one, but--

STACY:

So you tap everyone's phone? You

use computers to probe financial

records? New Search and Seizure laws?

DEAN:

Just for the criminals.

STACY:

We won't suspend the civil rights

of the good people.

DEAN:

Right.

STACY:

You should take this seriously.

DEAN:

I think you're taking it seriously

enough for both of us.

He kisses her. A good one.

STACY:

(softer)

You're a lawyer. Don't you care

what's going on around you?

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