Get Carter Page #14

INT. BATHROOM -TIGHT ON JACK

He lathers his hair.

INT. GLORIA’S BEDROOM -TIGHT ON GLORIA

She opens her eyes and sees the ski-masked man. Her

scream is quickly stifled with a gloved hand.

INT. SHOWER -MIRROR

Jack stops washing his hair, thinking he heard something.

INT. GLORIA’S BEDROOM -TIGHT ON SKI MASK

He points his gun in Gloria’s face. He warns her to be

quiet, yanks her up by the hair, and heads for the

bathroom. Gloria suddenly understands...

GLORIA:

Jack!!!

The man violently pistol whips Gloria twice to the face

and she falls to the floor, bleeding and unconscious.

(CONTINUED)

87.

CONTINUED:

He steps over Jack’s clothes and kicks in the bathroom

door.

INT. BATHROOM -SAME TIME

Ski mask FIRES GUNSHOTS into the RUNNING SHOWER. GLASS

SHATTERS and steam pours out into the room, revealing...

an empty shower stall.

To the left is an open window.

INT. BATHROOM WINDOW -SKI MASK POV

A wet and naked Jack recovers from his two-story fall and

turns to the back of the house. Ski mask FIRES off FIVE

ROUNDS, forcing Jack to the front.

Ski mask ducks back inside the window.

EXT. FRONT OF HOUSE -SKI MASK DRIVER POV

Jack turns the corner and Driver FIRES SHOTS through the

passenger window. Jack instinctively turns back to the

other side.

INT. DOREEN’S BEDROOM -TIGHT ON DOREEN

She screams and hides behind the bed.

EXT. SIDE OF HOUSE -STEADY ON JACK

He quickly looks up to the bathroom window. Nothing now.

Shampoo running into his eyes, he makes a break for the

office.

EXT. REAR OF HOUSE -OFFICE WINDOW

Jack whirls a potted palmetto through the sliding glass

doors and enters.

INT. OFFICE -SAME TIME

He looks to the closet and remembers that his clothes and

gun are upstairs. Ignoring FOOTSTEPS, Jack reaches into

the sofa bed, pumps the shotgun and whirls it toward the

door.

(CONTINUED)

88.

CONTINUED:

Ski Mask turns the corner and FIRES SHOTS.

The two bullets take out a lamp and a desk drawer.

Jack BLASTS TWICE and the wall explodes in a shower of

plaster. The man retreats. Jack pumps, FIRES, and

follows in a fit of frenzy.

EXT. STREET -FRONT DOOR POV

Ski mask runs for the CAR, dives through the open door,

and the driver SCREECHES off.

A bare-ass Jack aims and FIRES multiple SHOTS at the car

until it disappears.

He walks back inside the house as neighbors freak out.

INT. DOREEN’S BEDROOM -TIGHT ON DOREEN

She’s under the bed, terrified.

JACK (O.S.)

Doreen!

She peeks out. Jack peers in from the hall.

JACK:

You okay?

DOREEN:

I think so.

JACK:

Okay. Call an ambulance.

She starts to crawl from the bed, confused.

INT. BEDROOM/BATHROOM -STEADY ON JACK

Towel now around his waist, he enters to find Gloria on

the carpet, her face covered in blood. Jack appears at

her side and elevates her head.

JACK:

I’m here, Gloria.

Jack towels the blood from her features.

JACK:

You’re safe now.

(CONTINUED)

89.

CONTINUED:

Hand over her mouth, Doreen appears in the doorway.

JACK:

Did you call an ambulance?

Doreen’s in shock.

JACK:

I’ll do it. You crouch down here

and hold her head, just like this.

Doreen?!

She snaps out of it.

JACK:

I need you right now.

Doreen does as she’s told and Jack grabs his clothes to

make his way downstairs.

DOREEN:

Wait... you better hide your

stuff.

He gives her a look and remembers his holsters.

TIGHT ON DOREEN:

She turns back to her mother and a grim possibility dawns

on her. Not both in one week.

CUT TO:

EXT. GLORIA’S HOUSE -AMBULANCE

Two PARAMEDICs hurry Gloria up into the emergency

vehicle. Doreen gets inside.

DOREEN:

What hospital are we going to?

PARAMEDIC:

Tarzana Medical.

She looks out to the driveway. Now dressed in a

pinstripe Hugo Boss suit, Jack stands with two uniform

police and looks to Doreen.

JACK:

I’ll see you there.

(CONTINUED)

90.

CONTINUED:

As the ambulance speeds away, the cops escort Jack to a

squad car.

CUT TO:

INT. POLICE INVESTIGATION ROOM -EARLY MORNING

A black DETECTIVE RAYMER sits with Jack at a table.

RAYMER:

Two men in ski masks shoot up your

brother’s home, put his widow in

the hospital and you don’t have

the slightest clue as to why?

Jack turns from the two-way mirror.

JACK:

Look, Detective...

RAYMER:

Raymer.

JACK:

I’m sorry I can’t give you motive

as to who wants my brains blown

out.

RAYMER:

So why the twelve gauge?

JACK:

I was exercising my Constitutional

right. How’s that?

Detective Raymer shakes his head and tosses him a manila

envelope.

RAYMER:

Open it. Courtesy of the Palm

Springs police department. Maybe

you’ll have a change of heart.

Jack dumps out the envelope.

TIGHT ON POLICE POLAROIDS

Graphic, bloody angles of Cliff Brumby and Susan in bed.

Shot to pieces.

(CONTINUED)

91.

CONTINUED:

RAYMER:

Eleven slugs were pulled from

them. All from a .357. Matched

the ones we pulled from your

brother’s house... matched the one

we pulled out of your brother.

Jack locks eyes with Raymer.

JACK:

They had a daughter.

RAYMER:

Michelle. Yes. She’s down the

hall with our shrink. You know

her?

JACK:

She’s a friend of the family.

RAYMER:

Yeah, well, now hers is dead.

Palm Springs police found her

passed out, naked in a golf cart

with some kid.

JACK:

Did she see anything?

RAYMER:

Yes, as a matter of fact, a gray,

late model Volvo.

Jack stares at Raymer and goes through the photos.

Raymer looks to the mirror, pulls out his card and places

it in front of Jack.

RAYMER:

Get a sudden hunch? You can get

me on any of those numbers.

Anytime.

Jack nods and puts the card in his pocket. Raymer exits.

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM -POV

Someone watches a stone-faced Jack sift through the

Polaroids. At a side door, two more detectives appear.

92.

INT. POLICE INTERROGATION ROOM -SAME TIME

Jack looks up from the pictures. From the funeral,

Detectives Simpkins and Voorhees now enter.

SIMPKINS:

You were at Brumby’s house just a

few hours before the murders took

place.

JACK:

Yes, we’ve already been through

that. Look, my only crime is

firing a shotgun to protect my

family.

Beat.

SIMPKINS:

Why did you go to Jeremy Kinnear’s

house yesterday?

Jack is silent. After a long beat -

SIMPKINS:

I think we’re in agreement that

the circumstances surrounding your

brother’s death were unusual,

but -

JACK:

--Unusual?

VOORHEES:

In any case, it’s our job to worry

about it. Not yours.

SIMPKINS:

And from where I’m standing... you

need to start looking out for

number one.

Simpkins lifts a file folder.

SIMPKINS:

FBI faxed over the dirty on you.

Pretty extensive investigation

they got going.

(after a beat)

You’re smart, Jack, I’ll give you

that. But the feds... they’re

patient. And patience always

prevails against the ’career

criminal.’ Federal prosecutors

win 97 percent of their cases?

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

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