His Girl Friday Page #50

SCHWARTZ:

Hold it! Something coming up.

HARTMAN:

One!

ENDICOTT:

Hold the phone!

MURPHY:

(into the phone)

I'll have it in a minute.

HARTMAN:

Two!

WILSON:

(into phone)

Right away now!

HARTMAN:

(turning back to desk)

Everybody ready? All right. Now then,

up with it.

Two deputies raise the cover. Williams is revealed, cowering

in the desk, his hands over his face. The Sheriff rushes on

him, jabbing his gun into him.

CLOSE SHOT SHERIFF AND WILLIAMS

HARTMAN:

Got you, Williams!

WILLIAMS:

(a wail)

Go on -- shoot me!

MEDIUM SHOT:

as the police and deputies come in to assist the Sheriff.

The reporters are telephoning in, the police shouting -- all

the voices mixing in, in incredible confusion, as the Sheriff

rushes Williams to the door and takes him out.

MURPHY'S VOICE

Earl Williams was just captured in

the Press Room of the Criminal Courts

Building, hiding in a desk.

OFFICERS AD LIB:

(all talking at once)

Grab him! That's him! Don't let him

shoot! Stick 'em up! -- Etc.

CLOSEUP MCCUE AT PHONE

MCCUE:

(into phone)

...Williams in a rolltop --

CLOSEUP WILSON AT PHONE

WILSON:

(into phone)

-- nabbed Williams hiding --

ENDICOTT'S VOICE

-- found Williams' hiding place.

SCHWARTZ' VOICE

He offered no resistance.

CLOSEUP MCCUE AT PHONE

MCCUE:

(into phone)

Williams put up a desperate struggle

but the police overpowered --

CLOSEUP MURPHY AT PHONE

MURPHY:

(into phone)

-- tried to shoot it out with the

cops but his gun wouldn't work, so --

WILSON'S VOICE

-- trying to break through the cordon

of police --

CLOSEUP ENDICOTT AT PHONE

ENDICOTT:

(into phone)

Williams was unconscious when they

opened the desk --

CLOSEUP BURNS:

grabbing the Post phone.

BURNS:

(into phone)

Duffy! The Morning Post just turned

Earl Williams over to the Sheriff.

CLOSE SHOT THE SHERIFF

coming in the door with two policemen and leaping to get the

phone away from Burns.

MED. SHOT BURNS AT PHONE, HILDY BESIDE HIM

BURNS:

(into phone)

Duffy!

The Sheriff and police come into scene.

HARTMAN:

(indicating Burns and

Hildy)

Put the cuffs on those two!

The police handcuff Hildy and Burns.

ENDICOTT:

An anonymous note received by the

Sheriff led to Williams' capture.

More later.

He hangs up.

CLOSEUP MURPHY AT PHONE

MURPHY:

(into phone)

An old sweetheart of Williams'

doublecrossed him. Call you back.

He hangs up.

MED. SHOT TAKING IN DOOR

REPORTERS:

Where's that old lady? Hey, Madam!

Where'd she go? Where's the old dame?

Etc., etc. They run out after Mrs.

Baldwin, the Mayor entering just

after they go. Burns and Hildy,

handcuffed together, stand near the

Sheriff.

HARTMAN:

(into phone)

Hello, girlie -- gimme Cooley. Quick!

BURNS:

Hartwell, you're going to wish you'd

never been born!

The Mayor comes into scene.

MAYOR:

Fine work, Pete! You certainly

delivered the goods. I'm proud of

you.

HARTMAN:

(holding the phone)

Look kind o' natural, don't they,

Fred?

MAYOR:

(happily)

A sight for sore eyes!

HARTMAN:

(rolling in catnip)

Aiding an escaped criminal! And a

little charge of kidnapping I'm

looking into.

(into phone; suddenly)

But that's the jail! There must be

somebody there!

MAYOR:

Well! Looks like about ten years

apiece for you birds!

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