Fargo Page #3
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2014
- 53 min
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MALVO:
No. That is the thing.
13.
LESTER NYGAARD (CONT'D)
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LESTER NYGAARD:
(beat)
Well -- heck -- I mean, okay.
Okay. But what am I supposed ta do?
(beat)
Heck, you’re so sure about it,
maybe you should just kill him for
me.
MALVO:
(beat)
Are you asking me to kill this man?
LESTER NYGAARD:
No. That was -- I was joking.
The nurse walks up.
NURSE:
Mr. Nygaard.
Lester looks at Malvo.
LESTER NYGAARD:
Ya, that’s -- just a second.
(to Malvo)
We’re just two fellas talking,
right? Just blowing off steam?
Malvo studies him.
NURSE:
Sir, it’s real busy --
LESTER NYGAARD:
Ya, like I said -- just a second.
MALVO:
Sam. Hess.
LESTER NYGAARD:
No. Now wait just a second --
that’s not --
NURSE:
Sir!
But Lester is focused on Malvo, like a mouse hypnotised by a
snake.
MALVO:
One word. Yes. Or no.
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Lester looks at him, feeling a strange tickle down his spine.
All he has to do is say no, but he doesn’t.
NURSE:
Sir, I’m gonna give your spot to --
LESTER NYGAARD:
(stands)
Ya, I’m -- I’m coming for Pete
sake.
He shares one last moment of eye contact with Malvo, then
grabs his coat and hat, follows the nurse to an exam room.
Malvo watches him go.
CUT TO:
EXT. TWO LANE HIGHWAY. SAINT CLOUD, MN - DAY
The site of Malvo’s accident. The car is still there, its
trunk now closed. TWO POLICE CARS are parked nearby, lights
flashing. DEPUTY MOLLY SOLVERSON, 29 stands behind the
wreck, kicking her feet to stay warm.
A THIRD CAR pulls up. Police Chief VERN THURMAN (40s) gets
out. Molly comes over to greet him.
MOLLY:
Cold enough for ya, chief?
VERN:
Supposed to get down to negative
ten later.
MOLLY:
Heard that. Don’t much like the
sound of negative.
VERN:
Thought I might strip down to my
shorts. Work on my tan.
(nods)
So what’s this here then?
Molly shows him the scene.
MOLLY:
Chief, I arrived on the scene at
thirteen hundred hours, found this
late model Ford. Looks like she
rolled a few times. I found a set
of footprints leading away from the
car.
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Possible our driver, injured, got
confused, wandered into the woods.
I was about to investigate.
Vern circles the car, crouches at the front grill.
VERN:
Blood here. Hair too.
MOLLY:
Saw that. I was thinkin’ maybe a
deer, but couldn’t find the
evidence.
Vern walks out into the road, looking for something. Fresh
snow covers everything. Vern does some mental calculations,
picks a spot and kicks the snow away.
VERN:
Here it is.
Molly looks down, sees the underlayer of snow is pink with
blood.
MOLLY:
Son of a gun.
Vern walks back to the car. The driver’s door is open.
VERN:
(leans in)
Windshield’s cracked. Blood there
too. Driver musta hit his head
MOLLY:
Or her head.
Vern hears something, straightens. It comes again louder.
THUMPING. From the trunk.
VERN:
You check the trunk?
MOLLY:
No, sir.
The thumping continues. Vern and Molly approach the trunk.
ANGLE ON THE TRUNK
Something is inside, banging.
16.
MOLLY (CONT'D)
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VERN:
Thinks about opening it, the pros and cons.
MOLLY (CONT’D)
Should I unholster my sidearm?
VERN:
Not unless you think there’s a
ninja inside.
He reaches down and pops the trunk. It swings open,
revealing:
THE DEER:
Still alive, flailing weakly.
VERN AND MOLLY:
Look at the deer.
MOLLY:
Huh.
Vern takes out his gun, puts the deer out of its misery. They
stand for a moment in silence, breath misty.
MOLLY (CONT’D)
(beat)
So -- wanna take a look at those
footprints then?
VERN:
Sounds good.
CUT TO:
EXT. WOODS. SAINT CLOUD, MINNESOTA - DUSK
Vern and Molly, flashlights on, trudge through the deep snow.
MOLLY:
(beat, walking)
How’s Ida?
VERN:
Any day now.
MOLLY:
You got a name picked out?
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VERN:
I can’t even get that woman to
decide what color to paint the
nursery.
MOLLY:
(beat, walking)
Can’t believe I missed that deer in
the trunk.
VERN:
Don’t be. I been doin this a long
time. Never checked for a deer in
the trunk. (Beat) Or any wildlife.
Molly sees something.
MOLLY:
Chief.
He looks where her flashlight is pointed. There, sitting in
the snow, is A MAN IN HIS UNDERWEAR, frozen to death.
VERN:
(beat)
Okay.
CUT TO:
INT. THURMAN HOUSE. SAINT CLOUD, MINNESOTA - NIGHT
Vern comes home. He hangs his heavy coat on the wall.
VERN:
Hiya, hon.
IDA (O.S.)
In the kitchen.
CUT TO:
INT. KITCHEN. THURMAN HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
Vern enters, kisses his wife. IDA (30s) is eight months
pregnant.
VERN:
Something smells good.
IDA:
(touches her belly)
Your boy wanted a hamburger.
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VERN:
Sounds like my boy.
Vern goes into the
BEDROOM:
Takes off his holster, locks his gun in the safe. Heading
back to the kitchen, Vern stops outside the BABY’S ROOM. All
the furniture -- crib, changing table, etc -- has been pushed
to the center. We see a tarp, paint trays and clean rollers
on the floor.
CUT TO:
INT. KITCHEN. THURMAN HOUSE - NIGHT
Vern and Ida eat dinner.
VERN:
(beat)
thirteen. Looks like the driver
tried ta head out on foot, but got
lost, froze ta death in the woods.
IDA:
Oh my.
VERN:
Ya. Funny thing is, the fella was
just wearing underpants.
IDA:
That so?
VERN:
Ya. No ID. Nothin. Couldn’t find
his clothes anywhere.
IDA:
Maybe he ate ‘em.
Vern nods like that’s a real possibility, then smiles. They
eat for a bit.
IDA (CONT’D)
I was thinking maybe blue. For the
nursery.
VERN:
Ya?
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IDA:
Earlier. I was thinking maybe
blue, but then I changed my mind.
VERN:
Blue’s nice.
IDA:
Maybe green.
Vern nods. We can tell they’ve been having this conversation
for months.
VERN:
Green’s possible.
(beat)
Well, I’m ready to get painting.
Soon as you decide.
IDA:
You’re a good man, Vern Thurman.
My sister was crazy telling me not
to marry you.
VERN:
(beat, chews)
Your sister is crazy.
They eat for a while in comfortable silence.
CUT TO:
INT. HESS TRUCKING COMPANY. SAINT CLOUD, MINNESOTA - DAY
A large garage housing a raised DISPATCH OFFICE. Through the
office window we see Sam talking to BRUCE GOLD (40s). Gold is
Sam’s lawyer. TWO BIG GUYS sit with them.
In the main garage there is a big rig parked along the far
wall. The logo on the trailer reads NARCOL. Sam Hess’s
truck is parked next to it.
Boxes of INFLATABLE WOMEN are stacked against the wall.
Mickey and Moe have one of them open. Mickey is using a high
pressure air hose to fill up one of the women. She gets
fatter and fatter, then explodes. They crack up.
MOE:
Dad said we should take turns.
MICKEY:
Dad told me he thinks you’re
retarded.
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Moe attacks him. They wrestle. Mickey gets Moe in a
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