Insomnia Page #8

Just then, his cell phone RINGS.

INT. BULLPEN - NIGHTMUTE PD - NIGHT

Will bursts into the bullpen. Hap behind.

WILL:

Where is it?

Ellie, Fred, and a couple other GUYS huddled around a desk.

ELLIE:

Over here.

Will and Hap head over to them. One of the younger guys,

FARRELL, intimidated by Will's presence. Tucks his shirt

into his dirty jeans.

They part to reveal a BLUE KNAPSACK laying on the desk. Mud

spots all over it. An embroidered daisy. Will examines it.

WILL:

We're sure it's hers?

FRED:

Has her books in it.

HAP:

What about prints?

Ellie shakes her head, unfortunately not. Will reaches into

the bag. Pulls out two text books.

WILL:

Biology and Algebra.

He shoves the books towards one of the guys.

WILL (cont'd)

Find out who she studied with.

He continues through the bag. Pulls out a little plastic bag

with "Hello Kittys" all over it. Dumps out the contents.

WILL (cont'd)

Make-up.

Looks up at Fred.

WILL (cont'd)

Find out where she bought it.

Fred looks at him. Not happy with make-up duty. Will pulls

out a hair brush. Hands it to Ellie.

WILL (cont'd)

Lab.

Next, a couple worn paperbacks.

WILL (cont'd)

(reading titles)

Otherwise Engaged, Murder at Sunset.

He looks up at the group.

WILL (cont'd)

Who here reads this kind of crap?

Farrell straightens.

FARRELL:

I read that kind of crap.

Will tosses them to him.

WILL:

Read them. Tell me anything that strikes

you.

Down to the bottom of the bag. A Ziploc with a half-eaten

sandwich and an apple core. Will hands them to Ellie.

WILL (cont'd)

Lab.

Upends the knapsack. Scraps, paper clips, gum wrappers.

WILL (cont'd)

That's it.

Fred reaches for the knapsack.

FRED:

I'll stick it in the evidence locker...

WILL:

No.

Will takes it, walks slowly over to the window. Thinking.

Twists the knapsack in his hands and looks out at the

TOTEM POLE standing tall outside. A black RAVEN alights on

top of it. Pecks at the air. Turns. Seems to look right at

Will.

WILL (cont'd)

We put it back where we found it.

Will turns to them.

WILL (cont'd)

You said it was a fishing cabin.

FARRELL:

Uh, right. About two miles outside of

town.

ELLIE:

On the beach.

Fred tightens his jaw.

FRED:

Why are we taking it back?

Will ignores the question. Walks back towards them.

WILL:

This murder was in the papers, right?

ELLIE:

Yeah. All over.

WILL:

Call all of them from here to Anchorage.

Tell them we now know that Kay Connell

left the party with a dark blue knapsack,

but we haven't recovered it yet.

(checks watch)

We can get it in by the morning editions.

He hands the bag to Farrell.

WILL (cont'd)

Fill this with random books. Make it

look heavy.

Will pulls out a handkerchief. Wipes the mud off his hands.

Taking his time. Finally turns to Fred.

WILL (cont'd)

It'll eat this guy alive if he thinks he

overlooked a detail.

EXT. ROCKY BEACH - OUTSIDE NIGHTMUTE - MORNING

POV through BINOCULARS

A WOODEN CABIN comes into focus. Right by the water. Hasn't

been used in years. Weathered, slate roof. Algae growing up

the sides.

HAP (O.S.)

Nice. Lighter than I remembered.

WILL lowers his binoculars. He's standing on the black rocky

beach. It's damp, slick, and cold. A fog's rolling in.

Hap and Farrell are sitting behind a cluster of rocks. A

couple paper bags and a megaphone. They're comparing guns.

FARRELL:

Glock 40. All plastic save the barrel

and firing pin. Never rusts. What do

you carry down in Seattle?

Hap reaches into his holster. Pulls out a...

HAP:

Smith and Wesson 45.

FARRELL:

Excellent!

Fred Duggar's standing on the other side of them. He's got a

pair of binoculars, too. They're staking out the cabin.

Been there a while.

ELLIE (O.S.)

Brought some coffee...

Ellie appears with a thermos. Crouching down. Fred turns,

annoyed.

FRED:

What are you doing here?

WILL:

(answering for her)

I told her to come.

Fred shoots Will a look. Down at his cowboy boots. Will

gives him a smile.

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