King and Maxwell: Summer Adventures

FADE IN:

EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET WASHINGTON DC - DAY

Early morning. The Capitol Building framed at the end of adowntown street. And we're moving, gathering speed, lookingbehind our direction of travel, so that what we see is onlyrevealed once we've passed...

A loud SMASH! as we pass through an intersection and theaftermath of an auto crash, dazed drivers getting out oftheir cars... And we're still gathering speed...

More carnage on both sides of the street, parked cars sideswiped,

signposts, trashcans and a mailbox crushed... Waterrocketing skyward from a shattered fire hydrant...

And now we're passing a speeding sedan, skillfully driven bya woman who we’ll come to know as MICHELLE MAXWELL, 30s.

Leaving the sedan behind as we draw up alongside the vehicleshe is pursuing... An empty Greyhound Bus, the driver amiddle-aged man named EDDIE FINCH, who’s wearing a furryanimal costume.

A moment more to establish the chase, then the bus swerves,

Finch over-corrects and the Greyhound flips onto its side andslides down the road, showering sparks and shedding sheetmetal before grinding to a stop, blocking the street.

Finch scrambles out as the sedan brakes violently behind thebus. Michelle leaps out, gives chase, giving us our firstgood look at her. Tall. Athletic. Dangerously beautiful.

EXT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - DAY

Finch runs up a flight of steps to a Government building.

The sign on the door reads: Senator J. Patrick Brady. He

rattles the door. Closed. He spins back to face Michelle,

pulls a handgun. Michelle stops in her tracks, eyes himsteadily.

MICHELLE:

You shoot better than you drive,

Eddie?

FINCH:

Don’t come any closer!

He tightens his grip on the gun, clearly nervous. A beat,

then a cell-phone rings. Finch’s cellphone.

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MICHELLE:

You going to answer that?

Finch, flustered, pulls out his cell-phone.

FINCH:

Yeah?

MAN’S VOICE

(phone filter)

Put the gun down.

FINCH:

(looks around nervously)

Who says?

MAN’S VOICE

The guy behind the laser sight.

FINCH:

What laser?

MAN’S VOICE

The one on your furry little chest.

Finch glances down, sees a RED LASER DOT centered on hischest. He sucks in a breath. Slowly puts the gun down.

MAN’S VOICE (CONT’D)

Now tell the nice lady she owes me tenbucks.

FINCH:

He says you owe him ten dollars.

Michelle sighs, moves forward, kicks Finch’s gun clear asSEAN KING, 30s, steps from the shadows at the top of thesteps. Tall, handsome and armed with a disarming smile, acell phone and a combo PEN-LASER-POINTER. Finch realizes

he's been duped.

SEAN:

Didn’t I tell you this is where he’dend up?

MICHELLE:

You were so confident, why didn’t youmake it a hundred?

SEAN:

Because you don’t have a hundred.

MICHELLE:

He could have gone anywhere.

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SEAN:

Yet here we are. And here’s Eddie,

trying to reach the senator toblackmail him because he knows the

game’s up.

(beat)

How many cars did he hit?

MICHELLE:

A couple.

SEAN:

Sounded more like a coupla dozen.

Michelle deftly spins Finch around, zip tie his wrists.

FINCH:

I’d like to see you do better wearinga suit like this, smart-ass.

SEAN:

Tail’s kinda flat for a rabbit.

FINCH:

Beaver.

(off Sean’s look)

These look like floppy ears to you?

At the same time, Michelle pulls an envelope from Finch’sBeaver suit, opens it, reacts. Several photos. She holds themup for Sean. We glimpse Finch in his Beaver suit in acompromising position with a WOMAN.

MICHELLE:

Nothing floppy here, Eddie. Senator’swife really liked the whole fur thing,

huh?

FINCH:

(pissed)

Just read me my rights.

Sean and Michelle exchange a look. Michelle shrugs.

SEAN:

Ah...You’ve got the right to remainsilent. You have the right to speak toan attorney

MICHELLE:

You missed a bit.

(off his look)

Anything you say being used against

you

SEAN:

I was coming to that

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MICHELLE:

That bit comes before the attorney.

SEAN:

I thought it came after

MICHELLE:

Before.

SEAN:

So, you’ve got the “right to remainsilent” bit -

MICHELLE:

-then “anything you say can be usedagainst you” SEAN

Anything you say “or do” can be used

against you MICHELLE

SEAN:

- “in a court of law.” - “in a court of law...” Then

you’ve got the whole attorneything. And then the bit

about the court appointingone if you’re broke.

(looks to Finch)

That sound right to you?

A bemused Finch looks from one to the other.

FINCH:

What kind of cops are you?

MICHELLE:

We’re not cops, Eddie.

The SQUEAL of CAR BRAKES. She and Sean both react.

MICHELLE (CONT’D)

They’re the cops.

Finch turns as half a dozen Metro Police cars squeal to astop and D.C.'s finest leap out, guns drawn.

And off Michelle and Sean raising their hands...

INT. METRO POLICE DEPARTMENT - CHARGING AREA - DAY

UNIFORMED COPS and DETECTIVES processing the morning’s catch -

from STREET GIRLS to bar room BRAWLERS.

A UNIFORMED COP unlocks the holding cage.

COP:

King. Maxwell.

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Sean and Michelle step through the door.

COP (CONT’D)

Front desk. The Senator vouched for

you.

They cross to the front desk, passing Finch, who is beingprocessed by a DETECTIVE. The CHARGE SERGEANT slides overtheir bagged belongings.

SERGEANT:

Check the contents, initial the firstpage, sign and date the second...youreally catch Bugs breaking the law ofnature with a Senator’s wife?

SEAN:

That’s why the Senator hired privateinvestigators. And don’t call him arabbit, you’ll hurt his feelings.

SERGEANT:

Hamster?

SEAN:

Beaver.

MICHELLE:

(off the Sergeant’s look)

Don’t go there.

The Sergeant thinks better of it, goes back to his paperwork.

Michelle clips on her holster, pockets her cellphone andwallet. And waits as Sean struggles with his shoelaces, belt,

tie, keys, wallet, cellphone, sunglasses, pocket-knife, combopen-

laser-pointer and loose change.

SEAN:

What?

MICHELLE:

Did I say something?

SEAN:

It’s easy for women. Dump it in apurse and you’re good to go. Guy’sgotta distribute the load. Then

you’ve got all the self-harmaccessories - the belt, the shoelaces, the tie

He takes the combo-pen-laser-pointer from her

SEAN (CONT’D)

The combo-pen-laser-pointer...

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MICHELLE:

Never leave home without it.

SEAN:

Hey, saved your butt this morning.

She turns for the door. Sean clumps along behind her in hislaceless shoes, struggling to loop his belt.

EXT. METRO POLICE DEPARTMENT - DAY

They exit, Sean pausing to lace his shoes.

MICHELLE:

What was plan ‘B’ if he didn’t put thegun down?

SEAN:

But he did.

MICHELLE:

You didn’t have a plan ‘B’, did you,

Sean?

SEAN:

You were plan ‘B’. You had the gun.

MICHELLE:

And yours was...?

SEAN:

In the glove compartment.

(off her look)

We were chasing an overweight guy in aBeaver suit.

MICHELLE:

An armed Beaver.

SEAN:

Who didn’t even know the safety was on.

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