Insomnia Page #14

CLICK! Kepp takes the picture.

EXT. DOWN BY THE WATER - MINUTES LATER

Ellie sloshes through the water. Ankles getting cold.

Cheeks pink. But it doesn't matter. She's investigating.

ELLIE:

(into tape recorder)

...shortly after hearing the second shot,

Detective Dormer continued through the

water until he spotted the body, lying

approximately fifteen feet away.

She stops. Looks at the map. At the spot Will pointed out.

Looks back up. Fog. Clicks off the recorder. Calls out.

ELLIE (cont'd)

You there, Rich?

A VOICE calls back. Someone pretending to be Hap.

VOICE (O.S.)

Yeah. And I'm freezing my nads off!

Ellie furrows her brow. Just then...

FRANCIS appears. Slips on a rock but catches his fall.

FRANCIS:

Ellie! Think I found something!

EXT. ROAD NEAR BEACH - DAY

CLOSE ON a row of FEET. Mostly boots. Some more beat-up

than others. Inching forward along a road.

WILL (O.S.)

...Anything catches your eye, you put it

in a bag. Anything looks strange, you

put it in a bag...

PULL BACK to reveal a long line of PEOPLE stretched out

across the road about a mile up the beach. Some old, some

young. Linking arms and moving forward. Looking down. The

SEARCH PARTY.

Will, walking up and down behind the line. Talking through a

megaphone.

WILL (cont'd)

...Anything he may have dropped, moved,

kicked, or stepped on, you put in a bag.

Cigarette butts, gum wrappers, paper

clips, coins, buttons - nine times out of

ten a suspect leaves something behind...

VOICE (O.S.)

Detective?

Will turns. A couple burly GUYS with some BLOODHOUNDS.

BURLY GUY #1

Where do you want us?

Will points over to the woods on the other side of the road.

WILL:

The woods. One group heading south, the

other heading north.

Nods to Fred who's standing nearby. He hands the guys two

radios.

FRED:

Make sure they're set to channel 6...

Just then two young OFFICERS pull up in a squad car. Young

and apple-cheeked. The first one holding a piece of paper.

OFFICER #1

We did the interviews with all the nearby

houses like you asked.

WILL:

Anything?

OFFICER #1

(shakes his head)

Here's a list of who we talked to.

Hands the list to Will. He glances it.

WILL:

Alright. Go back and set up some follow-

ups for this afternoon.

The Officers nod, put the car in reverse. Fred saunters

over. Nods towards the searchers.

FRED:

You don't think they should start further

back?

Will shakes his head.

WILL:

He had to have exited here. Over those

boulders. I saw him move, he's nimble.

Would have taken the hardest way out.

Fred shrugs, skeptical. Just then, his cell phone BLEATS.

He reaches for it.

FRED:

(into phone)

Duggar...

Will looks back at the search team. Slow. Meticulous.

FRED (cont'd)

(into phone)

Where was it?

A local WOMAN. At the end of the line. Glances over her

shoulder. Looks at Will. Smiles. You'll help us catch him.

FRED (cont'd)

(into phone)

Okay.

(slaps phone closed)

That was Ellie.

Will turns back to him.

FRED (cont'd)

They found Farrell's bullet. Says it

looks like a 357. After the autopsy Rich

can drive 'em both to the lab in

Anchorage. Have a murder weapon by

morning.

Fred crosses his arms. Sarcastic.

FRED (cont'd)

That is, if it's alright with you.

EXT. PIONEER LODGE - NIGHTMUTE - NIGHT

Thunder RUMBLING.

INT. PIONEER LODGE - NIGHTMUTE - NIGHT

Rachel winding an old grandfather clock with a key. Looks

about a hundred years old.

Will enters the lobby. Soaked through. Carrying an armload

of wet files. Rachel turns, sees him. Reaches over to an

umbrella stand. Hands him an umbrella.

RACHEL:

Here. It's on the house.

Will takes it. Preoccupied.

WILL:

Thanks.

He starts up the stairs. Notices Rachel straining to return

the key to the top of the clock. Backtracks to help her.

She gets it without his help.

RACHEL:

I got it.

(smiles)

Don't know why I bother. It's been

broken for two years.

WILL:

Habit.

Rachel looks at him. Can't figure this guy out. Remembers

something.

RACHEL (cont'd)

Oh. A man came by to see you earlier.

Said he was your new partner.

A TINGLE skips down Will's spine. He looks at her.

WILL:

Fred Duggar?

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