I Love You Phillip Morris Page #6
STEVEN:
So you're saying you know what the Lord
wants?
DEBBIE:
No. I would never say that. Why? Do you
think this is what he wants?
STEVEN:
It's the leap of faith Deb. It's the not
knowing that's the answer.
This gets traction with Debbie.
DEBBIE:
Well I never thought about it that way...
STEPHANIE (O.S.)
Mommy look!
CUT TO REVEAL Stephanie has her own BOX OF CASH.
DEBBIE:
Steven!
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And as Steven listens to Debbie's rant--
STEVEN (V.O.)
Of course, Jimmy and Debbie had no idea
what I was up to. For the time being, at
least...
33 INT. AMITY FOOD SERVICE - MIAMI, 1992 - MORNING 33
Steven exits an elevator and saunters into work, happy as
ever. He passes the AMITY FOODSERVICE Logo and a CHERUBIC
SECRETARY.
STEVEN:
Morning Sandy!
CHERUBIC SECRETARY
Morning Steven. You have visitors.
STEVEN:
Okey-dokey!
Steven quickly gets a deeply concerned look on his face
as he approaches his office.
The door is slightly ajar. He secretly peeks in to see...
TWO FEDERAL MARSHALLS wait in Steven's office. He
instantly knows what's going on.
STEVEN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Federal Marshalls...
CUT TO:
34 INT. AMITY FOOD SERVICE - MIAMI, 1992 - MORNING 34
Steven paces nervously outside the elevator, growing more
and more anxious as he waits.
STEVEN (V.O.)
They wanted me for all sorts of stuff-
Insurance fraud, identity theft, passport
fraud. They were probably gonna
extradite me all the way back to Texas. I
had to decide what to do next.
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34A EXT. PALM BEACH APARTMENT - 1992 - DAY 34A
Steven's Ford Bronco cruises past the apartment building
to find a few POLICE CARS parked outside. He drives on.
SMASH CUT TO:
35 EXT. ABANDONED LOT - FLORIDA, 1992 - DAY 35
Steven BLUBBERS TO HIMSELF inside his Bronco which is
parked in a bleak lot near a looming billboard.
STEVEN (V.O.)
But one thing was for sure-- I was not
gonna let them put me away. I was a cop
and I knew what jail was like. And there
was no way I was going there. I had a
plan.
He continues to CRY uncontrollably as he raises a
PRESCRIPTION BOTTLE and dumps all the pills into his
mouth. He reaches into the back seat and pulls out a
bottle of Galliano to wash it down.
He starts up the car.
STEVEN (V.O.)
Yep. Everything was gonna be just fine.
36 EXT. ROAD - FLORIDA 1992 - DAY 36
CARS PASS through frame, quickly heading wherever it is
they are going. Moments later, a car horn is heard,
incessantly blaring and building in volume until--
STEVEN'S CAR IDLES INTO FRAME AT 1 MPH. The Heights',
"How Do You Talk To An Angel" is barely audible over the
car horn and STEVEN is slumped over the steering wheel.
Moments later, it veers off down into the grassy shoulder
and out of frame.
FADE OUT.
37 INT. PALM BEACH HOSPITAL - 1992 - MORNING 37
Steven awakes in a hospital bed. He looks around and
eventually looks through the observation glass into the
hallway. He sees Debbie talking to a COP.
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KEMPLE (O.S.)
Hey...
He readjusts to see Jimmy sitting nearby.
STEVEN:
(bleary)
Sorry.
KEMPLE:
Why didn't you tell me?
STEVEN:
I can't go to prison, Jimmy. I can't. I
can't go to prison. I can't. I can't...
KEMPLE:
Okay-okay calm down. It's okay. I just
want to tell them you're awake and we can
take it from there.
Confident that Steven is calm, Jimmy steps into the hall.
38 INT. PALM BEACH HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - 1992 - CONTINUOUS 38
Jimmy joins Debbie and the Cop in the hallway. Steven is
visible in bed through the glass.
DEBBIE:
Did you know Steven was wanted?
KEMPLE:
Not until just now.
DEBBIE:
He likes to keep little secrets
sometimes.
KEMPLE:
Like the fact that he was a big queer?
DEBBIE:
Yeah, like that.
KEMPLE:
But suicide, my god.
DEBBIE:
Well he does tend to overreact.
KEMPLE:
I feel like I don't even know him.
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DEBBIE:
Well Jimmy, that's the thing. I'm not
really sure he knows who he is. He's
searching, at least that's how I figure
it. I'm just not sure he knows what it is
he's looking for.
KEMPLE:
(to cop)
Can you tell me exactly what he did?
As they CONTINUE TO TALK, they fail to notice Steven
getting out of bed and looking around blearily.
He picks up a bedpan, reaches into his gown and absent-
mindedly PISSES-- missing the pan completely.
COP:
He has several warrants out in Texas.
Fraud, forgery, embezzlement...
DEBBIE:
What?
KEMPLE:
I should have known... I should have said
something.
DEBBIE:
Don't blame yourself Jimmy... I did the
same thing. There were always signs. I
should have known he was gay when he
started shaving his chest.
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