Insomnia Page #19
RANDY STETZ:
in tight jeans and a down vest. In front of him stands a
GIRL with white-blonde hair.
From the torn pictures in Kay Connell's room.
Will, straightens at the sight of her.
Sees Randy surreptitiously caress her ass.
EXT. CEMETERY - LATER
The service is over. People are heading back to their cars.
Fred yanks off his tie. Looks at Ellie.
FRED:
We should go say hello to Mrs. Connell.
He starts off. Ellie, looks back at Will.
WILL:
You go ahead. I'll be there in a second.
Ellie nods. Catches up to Fred. Will turns his attention
back to RANDY AND THE GIRL. Over at the far end of the
cemetery. Standing next to Randy's motorcycle.
EXT. AT THE EDGE OF THE FOREST - MINUTES LATER
Randy gets on his bike, strapping his helmet on. The girl's
about to get on behind him.
WILL (O.S.)
Why don't I give her a ride?
They look over. WILL walking towards them. The wind
whipping his jacket. His tie. Randy makes a face.
RANDY:
Thought I smelled something.
WILL:
Good to see you, too, Randy.
Will arrives at the bike. The girl, TANYA FRANCKE, looks at
him curiously. Her long white-blonde hair, her skin almost
translucent. Something sexy about her. Has the carnation
stuck in the buttonhole of her jean jacket.
TANYA:
Who're you?
EXT. GRAVESITE - CONTINUOUS
Fred shakes Mrs. Connell's hand. Ellie waits. Looks over
and sees
WILL standing with Tanya and Randy.
Shifts the plant in her hands.
EXT. AT THE EDGE OF THE FOREST - CONTINUOUS
Will shows the gold shield on his belt.
RANDY:
F***in' cop.
Randy kick starts the bike. It dies. He kicks it again.
Calls out over his shoulder.
RANDY:
You coming or not?
Sunlight dappling through tall fir trees. Will drives.
Tanya sitting next to him. Her black skirt riding up.
Picking at the flaking polish on her nails.
TANYA:
I never met anyone from Seattle before.
WILL:
You're not missing much.
TANYA:
What are you doing in this sh*t-hole
town?
Will, shifts. Looks over.
WILL:
You were good friends with Kay Connell,
weren't you?
Tanya hesitates. Pulls a cigarette from her purse.
TANYA:
I was her best friend.
WILL:
Best friend?
TANYA:
Since grade school.
WILL:
That's a long time.
TANYA:
We were like sisters. Knew everything
about each other.
WILL:
Must be tough for you. What happened.
Tanya shrugs. Lights the cigarette. Takes a drag.
TANYA:
Everybody says I'm holding up great,
considering. Don't even care if I go to
school. They're all worried I haven't
cried yet.
She stretches. Her midriff showing. Shifts her body towards
Will.
TANYA (cont'd)
But there's no law against not crying,
right?
WILL:
What about Kay's other friends?
Tanya makes a face. Reaches out and taps the hula-girl.
TANYA:
Do we have to talk about Kay? I don't
want to talk about her right now. Let's
just drive. Go somewhere.
Will looks over at her. She blows out a plume of smoke.
Smiles. Seductive.
WILL:
You want me to take you somewhere?
TANYA:
Long as it's fun.
She reaches out a sinewy arm. Starts massaging the back of
Will's neck.
TANYA (cont'd)
Young, impressionable girl left alone
with older, Seattle detective. Who knows
what we could get up to.
Will, impervious to the touch. Head, throbbing. Reaches for
the gear. His foot, pressing harder on the gas.
EXT. CHEROKEE - FOREST ROAD - CONTINUOUS
SCREECH! The Cherokee whips around a curve.
INT. CHEROKEE - CONTINUOUS
Tanya giggles. Likes the speed. Will, goes even faster.
EXT. CHEROKEE - CONTINUOUS
The Cherokee breaks free from the forest. Racing along a
coastal road. Water CRASHING against the rocks.
Up ahead, a LOGGING TRUCK coming the other way. The Cherokee
shifts lanes. Heading straight for the truck.
INT. CHEROKEE - CONTINUOUS
Tanya looks out at the truck. Still giggling.
WILL:
How about this. You like this?
The truck BEEPS. Will goes faster. Tanya takes her hand
from Will's neck. Holds on to her seat.
EXT. CHEROKEE - CONTINUOUS
The gap's closing fast. The truck BEEPS again.
INT. CHEROKEE - CONTINUOUS
Tanya looks over at Will. Not giggling any more.
TANYA:
Hey...
WILL:
Thought you wanted something fun...
Will goes even faster...
The truck and the Cherokee. On a collision course. The
truck BEEPS wildly.
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