Insomnia Page #30
WALTER:
(smiles)
Hi, Will...
Will enters the monument.
WILL:
What the hell are you doing calling me at
the station?
A gust of wind WHORLS through the monument.
WALTER:
I figured we should touch base. Compare
notes. I think it went well. What did
you think?
Will's eyes pierce into him.
WILL:
Randy Stetz is in jail.
WALTER:
Told you I could write an ending.
WILL:
Congratulations.
Will holds out his hand.
WILL (cont'd)
The tape.
Walter looks at the open hand. Hugs his jacket to him.
WALTER:
I thought maybe we could talk some more.
WILL:
There's nothing more to talk about.
WALTER:
But we work so well together...
Will breaks. Rushes Walter. Slams him against one of the
concrete pilasters.
WILL:
We do nothing well together.
(SLAMS him again)
Nothing! You understand me?
Another wave CRASHES. Sprays them. Walter looks up into
Will's bloodshot eyes.
WALTER:
You run on two settings, Will. I've
noticed that...
Will tightens his grip.
WALTER (cont'd)
You jump from calm to rage in the blink
of an eye. That's okay. I do that too.
He holds up the tape. Will grabs it, shoves Walter to the
side. Yanks the tape out of the cassette. Steps back and
HURLS it into the sea. Waves engulf it hungrily.
Walter watches him.
WALTER (cont'd)
You're not sleeping, are you?
WILL:
What the hell do you know?
WALTER:
Kay told me. She comes to me, you know.
Tells me things. About you. About me.
PAUSE.
WALTER (cont'd)
Does Detective Eckhart come to you?
Will curls his fists.
WALTER (cont'd)
Does he ask you why you shot him?
Whips around...
WILL:
I told you that was an accident!
WALTER:
Then so was mine...
WILL:
Don't you pull that sh*t with me.
WALTER:
I didn't want to kill her, Will.
Steps closer to him. Beseeching.
WALTER (cont'd)
When she called me that night from the
party, she'd had a fight with Randy.
Wanted to talk. I told her to meet me at
our special place. The cabin at the
beach...
A couple RAVENS alight nearby. Flapping their wings.
SCREECHING into the wind.
WALTER (cont'd)
...When she came she was barefoot. And
there was liquor on her breath. I only
wanted to comfort her. To touch her.
She could have at least let me do that.
Her skin...it was like everything I'd
ever written about.
A dark shadow crosses his face. Holds on to the coiled rope
of the statue. Will hisses.
WILL:
Couldn't get it up, Walter?
WALTER:
It was when I went to kiss her. She
started laughing. I got angry. After
all I'd given her. All I'd shared with
her. I just wanted to make her stop.
That's all.
Walter. Squeezing the bronze rope.
WALTER (cont'd)
From calm to rage in the blink of an eye.
Locks eyes with Will. Conspiratorial.
WALTER (cont'd)
Remember?
WILL'S HAND shoots out. Clamps around Walter's neck.
WILL:
Like this?
Walter's face, starts turning red.
WALTER:
Yes. Like that.
WILL:
This an accident, Walter?
WALTER:
If you want it to be...
Will looks deep into Walter's eyes. Squeezing harder. Pure
hatred.
WILL:
It took ten minutes to beat Kay Connell
to death. Ten minutes.
Their eyes, locked. Veins, popping along Walter's temples.
Lip quivering...
JUST THEN a BELL sounds in the distance. Will looks up.
A LINE OF FISHING BOATS coming back in.
Will, looks back at Walter. Throws him to the ground.
Sickened.
WILL (cont'd)
Get the f*** out of town, Byrd. Leave
and never come back.
Walter COUGHS. Holding his neck. Enjoying this.
WALTER:
I have a summer house up by Kgun Lake.
I'm going to write my next novel there.
It's about a famous detective who goes
bad.
Will shoots him a look.
WALTER (cont'd)
Just kidding.
He pulls himself to his feet. A little unsteady. Takes out
a handkerchief. Dabs his forehead.
WALTER (cont'd)
The never coming back part, though. I'm
not sure. To tell you the truth this has
been kind of fun. Going to the station,
meeting all those nice people. Talking
with you.
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