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Insomnia Page #7
WILL:
But she was seeing someone else on the
side.
Randy glares.
RANDY:
I don't know what you're f***ing talking
about.
WILL:
Friday night, at the party - what'd you
fight about?
RANDY:
Stuff.
WILL:
What kind of stuff?
RANDY:
Just stuff. I don't f***ing remember.
WILL:
The other guy?
RANDY:
I told you I don't remember.
WILL:
After that she left the party to go to
him.
RANDY:
How should I know?...
WILL:
Ran like hell to go to him...
RANDY:
F*** you, man! - I'm sick of all your
f***ing cop questions...
Will suddenly hurls his coffee cup and grabs Randy up by the
collar. Nose to nose.
WILL:
Now you listen to me, you little sh*t.
This f***-the-world-Metallica-t-shirt
crap may work with your mamma, but it
doesn't work with me. You got mad at
your girlfriend because she was seeing
someone else. You want to be the last
person who saw her alive or are you going
to tell me who that is?
Randy's lip curls. Red-faced.
RANDY:
I don't know.
WILL:
You don't know.
RANDY:
She didn't tell me.
Disgusted, Will shoves Randy back into his seat.
Will walking out of the interrogation room. Ellie joins him.
ELLIE:
He's a little surly, isn't he?
Will smooths back his hair. Checks his tie.
WILL:
Just a little.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the gold necklace
from Kay's room. Hands it to her.
WILL:
I want you to check this out, Ellie.
ELLIE:
We already did.
WILL:
Do it again.
ELLIE:
But there wasn't any...
Will stops. Ellie stops. Will puts a hand on her shoulder.
WILL:
The small things - remember? The second
you're about to dismiss something - look
at it again.
Ellie smiles, teasing.
ELLIE:
You want me to write that down?
Will, has to smile. She's quick. Looks down the hall. A
bearded GUY on crutches. Ellie follows his gaze.
WILL:
Who's that?
ELLIE:
The bartender at Darrow's. He was there
Friday night.
WILL:
Good. He's up next.
Will heads over to him. Ellie watches his neck. Her hand
closing over the necklace.
INT. RESTAURANT - PIONEER LODGE - NIGHT
The Pioneer Lodge restaurant. Small, dark wood, a RADIO
playing something between Bluegrass and Folk. Some rough-
looking GUYS at the bar. Throwing looks over at...
Will and Hap, sitting at a table. Studying faded menus.
WILL:
(reading)
Halibut Calabrese. Halibut Olympia.
Halibut Cajun Style. Halibut fish and
chips...
He puts down his menu. Reaches for his drink.
WILL (cont'd)
Can't wait to see what's for dessert.
HAP:
At least there's variety.
Will drains his drink. Locks eyes with a big GUY over at the
bar. Beer froth on his moustache.
WILL:
Looks like the natives are restless.
HAP:
Will?
Will looks back at his partner. Hap's fidgeting with the end
of his tie.
HAP (cont'd)
I think, I think I'm gonna talk to Buck
when we get back to Seattle.
A cold flash down Will's spine.
HAP:
I wish I could stick it out like you. I
just, with Trish and the kids...
WILL:
Don't do this, Hap...
Hap avoids his eyes.
HAP:
I'm thinking I could get off with
probation. Keep half my pension. That's
all I want.
WILL:
(hisses)
Goddammit, Hap. Think about what you're
doing...
HAP:
You don't have to be involved, Will.
WILL:
You tell Buck and I'm involved whether I
like it or not...
RACHEL (O.S.)
Ready to order?
The men look up, interrupted. Rachel is standing by the
table with a pad. Hap tries to recover with a big smile.
HAP:
Hey - you do everything around here?
RACHEL:
Just about.
Will stands abruptly. Eyes on Hap. Trying not to explode.
WILL:
I'll just have another Scotch in my room.
(turns to Rachel)
If you don't mind.
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