Jennifer 8 Page #33

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BERLIN:

No.

St ANNE

Tell us what happened, then?

BERLIN:

I already told you what happened ..

You're looking for an inconsisten-

cy, and you're not gonna find one,

because I'm telling you the truth.

St ANNE

Tell me the truth again.

134:
EXT. TRACK/FRONT YARD. BERLIN'S HOUSE. DAY.

A yellow cab splashes through puddles and pulls up in front of

the house. HELENA gets out and pays. No she doesn't need assis-

tance. Picks up her suitcase and the cab vanishes into drizzle.

135:
INT. KITCHEN/LIVING ROOM. BERLIN'S HOUSE. DAY.

Back door opens and HELENA walks in. First thing she senses is

cold. This place smells like it hasn't been lived in since she

was last here. And last time she was here she was happy. Dumps

her case and heads for the living room. Can't see it but feels

the overwhelming gloom. Finds a couch and now she sits to wait.

The silence is almost total. But something disturbs it. HELENA

looks around. Back on her feet she tries to discover source of

the sound. Finally arrives at a table lamp. She feels the bulb

and it's hot. A large moth beats itself crazy inside the shade.

Reaches in and turns it off & the house is in virtual darkness.

136:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM. POLICE STATION. DAY.

St ANNE lights a cigarette. Attention with his notes. Sniffing

a fair bit. He's acquired a toilet roll to deal with it. Occas-

ionally will tear a sheet or two off to blow his nose. Glances

at BERLIN "You want a cigarette?" No he doesn't "I've given up."

St ANNE

You have? .. How about the booze? ..

How does St ANNE know? Perhaps he doesn't? Sounds like he does.

Too much booze can be very dangerous ..

memory black outs .. stuff like that ..

His attention still with notes like a quack about to prescribe.

"The Man Takes a Drink, Then the Drink

Takes a Drink, Then the Drink Takes

the Man?" .. Something like that, isn't

it? .. Anyway .. why did you give up?

BERLIN:

I guess I was drinking too much.

St ANNE

I was talking about "cigarettes?"

(Score:
10 outta 10)

Find yourself getting breathless?

BERLIN:

Sure.

St ANNE

Specially if you're running? Which

floor did the elevator run up to?

BERLIN:

Five.

St ANNE

You ran up to the fifth? You must

have been real breathless by then?

BERLIN doesn't know where this is going but he doesn't like it.

Eyes to BERLIN now and his smile looks real for the first time.

We're gonna get our "observer" in

here this afternoon. Keep an eye

on us? (He smiles) Notorious for

withholding information, the F.B.I.

St ANNE makes a note. Junks the pencil. Sits back in his chair.

Were you aware there was a janit-

or in the institute that night?

BERLIN:

No.

St ANNE

You didn't check?

BERLIN:

There wasn't time ...

St ANNE

That wasn't my question?

BERLIN:

No, Sir, I didn't check.

St ANNE breaks off to blow his nose. BERLIN looks very worried.

St ANNE

I'm really catching cold up

here? Must be all this fog?

BERLIN:

What's the relevance of the janitor?

St ANNE

The janitor? Let me just ask you

a question - before I forget - do

you take any medication for that?

BERLIN:

For what?

St ANNE

Breathlessness?

BERLIN:

No.

St ANNE

Alright, let me answer your question?

"What's the relevance of the janitor?"

Hits the cigarette like this is the one that caused the cancer.

Why don't I take you through it, from

where I'm sitting .. At some time bet-

ween 2 & 2:
30 a.m. the janitor thought

he heard a vehicle approaching through

the woods. He looks out, and sees noth-

ing, no lights, nothing. Figures it must

be hunters. Some time later, he thought

he heard something else, like a door, or

a window slam? He gets up, and between

half past two and a quarter of three, he

makes a search - with a flashlight - of

the top 3 floors. Finds nothing untoward,

& goes back to his apartment in the roof.

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