Highlander III: The Sorcerer Page #17

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(beat)

Why are you here?

JENNIFER:

Same story -- same questions.

MCCLEOD:

I don't have any answers for you.

JENNIFER:

Who was that man last night?

MCCLEOD:

I don't know.

JENNIFER:

Then how did he know your name?

Macleod shrugs his shoulders.

JENNIFER:

Do you always walk around with a

sword?

MCCLEOD:

New York is dangerous place.

JENNIFER:

You talk to me -- but you don't

answer my questions. I guess I'll

have to talk to Lieutenant Bedsoe.

MCCLEOD:

About what?

JENNIFER:

It probably wouldn't interest you.

It's something I read in a mythology

book.

MCCLEOD:

I'm interested in mythology.

JENNIFER:

Have you ever heard of the Calan?

Macleod expression shows that he has. He stares at Jennifer

for a moment.

MCCLEOD:

No.

JENNIFER:

You look like you have.

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Macleod smiles, his eyes pierce into hers.

MCCLEOD:

Do you like Italian food?

The change in conversation confuses her for a moment.

JENNIFER:

Yes.

MCCLEOD:

Meet me Tratino's at nine.

JENNIFER:

Why?

MCCLEOD:

I told you I'm interested in

mythology. We can talk about it

more.

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - DAY

Kilvara walks down the street, still wearing his black robe.

Even in New York City his appearance draws attention. He walks

past a NEWSSTAND.

KILVARA'S POV

On the cover of one of the TABLOIDS is a photograph of him.

Kilvara looks up and notices the OWNER of the stand looking at

him. Kilvara's eyes narrow and stare deeply into the man's. A

beat. Kilvara walks away. As he does the Man looks at the

tabloid.

INT. CLOTHING STORE - DAY

Kilvara enters and walks up the counter. The SALESPERSON, a

middle-aged man stares at him with disapproval.

KILVARA:

I would like to purchase a new

jacket.

EXT. NEWSSTAND - DAY

The Man is holding the tabloid as he talks with TWO UNIFORMED

POLICE OFFICERS and points down the street.

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INT. CLOTHING SHOP - DAY

The Salesman holds up an expensive trench coat. Kilvara

studies it.

KILVARA:

It looks a bit small.

SALESMAN:

The tapered look is in.

KILVARA:

I need a lot of room. Sometimes I

carry things under my coat.

The Salesman looks behind Kilvara -- something has caught his

attention. Kilvara turns around following his stare.

KILVARA'S POV

of the POLICE OFFICERS crossing the street.

EXT. STREET - DAY

The two cops move towards the store.

COP #1

Maybe we should wait for backup.

COP #2

This could be a big collar. Why let

the boys form robbery grab it?

INT. CLOTHING STORE - DAY

Kilvara starts to walk to the door when the two cops enter,

their guns drawn.

COP #1

Freeze!

Kilvara looks at them and grins.

KILVARA:

Freeze. A popular expression.

In a flash Kilvara's grin fades. His sword streaks out from

under his jacket and slices through the first cops wrist.

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EXT. CLOTHING STORE - DAY

We HEAR several SHOTS being fired. A beat -- then the WINDOW

of the store SHATTERS as the second cop comes flying through it

-- Kilvara's sword impaled in his chest. The cop crashes to

the ground -- dead. Kilvara walks out, retrieves his sword and

walks off.

CUT TO:

EXT. CLOTHING STORE - LATER - AFTERNOON

Bedsoe and Detective Greley watch as the bodies of the two COPS

are loaded into the Medical Examiner's wagon. Bedsoe walks

over to the Salesman.

BEDSOE:

What happened?

SALESMAN:

They shot him. I saw it. They shot

him and he got right back up.

Bedsoe pulls out the photograph of Kilvara and shows it to the

salesman.

BEDSOE:

Is this the guy?

SALESMAN:

Yes.

Bedsoe looks at the medical examiner's wagon as it drives away.

His eyes are filled with anger.

CUT TO:

EXT. CENTRAL PARK - NIGHT

Empty. The LIGHTS from the buildings that surround the park

fill the night sky. Kilvara walks into frame. Stops. Looks

out over the city.

KILVARA:

You cannot hide from me, Macleod.

CUT TO:

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INT. TRATINO'S RESTAURANT - NIGHT

Dark woods and leather. Soft MUSIC plays in the b.g. Jennifer

sits at a table alone, drinking second glass of wine. She

checks her watch. From her expression it is obvious that

Macleod is late. We see Macleod enter and walk up behind her.

MCCLEOD:

Good evening.

JENNIFER:

(annoyed)

You're twenty minutes late.

MCCLEOD:

Sorry.

Macleod takes off his overcoat and sits beside her. On his arm

is a BANDAGE covering the cut on his arm from Kilvara's blade.

Macleod glances at her hand, his eyes focused on her ring.

Jennifer follows his stare.

JENNIFER:

Does this ring mean something to you?

The WAITER walks over.

MCCLEOD:

(to waiter)

Glenmorganie -- no ice and...?

Jennifer holds up her wine glass.

JENNIFER:

The house red.

The waiter smiles and walks away.

JENNIFER:

You didn't answer my question.

MCCLEOD:

I know.

There is a moment of silence. Jennifer appears uneasy. She is

not good at small-talk.

JENNIFER:

You have an interesting accent.

Where are you from?

MCCLEOD:

Why?

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JENNIFER:

I'm just trying to place you.

MCCLEOD:

I've lived all over the world.

She's aware that he is being evasive.

JENNIFER:

You're not an easy person to get to

know.

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