Locke Page #7

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KATRINA (OOV)

You don’t know anything.

IVAN LOCKE:

I know.

KATRINA (OOV)

You had a big grin that night.

IVAN LOCKE:

It was the work. The block was

down...

KATRINA (OOV)

So you f***ed someone.

IVAN LOCKE:

I had two bottles of wine. From

Portugal.

KATRINA (OOV)

And she followed you.

IVAN LOCKE:

She’d always been on her own. She

didn’t have anyone. It was an odd

night. Not really a bad thought in

anybody’s head.

KATRINA (OOV)

A big f***ing grin!

IVAN LOCKE:

That isn’t it.

KATRINA (OOV)

Like you’d won something. I

remember you coming in and putting

your coat on the stairs. I thought

you’d won something.

IVAN LOCKE:

I was trying to be normal. I can’t

remember. And the block was down.

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KATRINA (OOV)

And that stuff about the baby. You

said she’s having a baby.

IVAN LOCKE:

She’s having the baby tonight.

Horrible laughter...

KATRINA (OOV)

Forget that. You’re a clown.

Forget that. You’re a stupid clown.

You think it’s yours? Why would it

be yours if she fucks everybody...

IVAN LOCKE:

She doesn’t...

KATRINA (OOV)

If she fucks you, she fucks

everybody.

IVAN LOCKE:

She isn’t like that. She had given

up on having anything.

KATRINA (OOV)

I can’t believe it’s me and you and

we’re talking about somebody else.

Like someone broke into the house.

She sobs. A long silence. Finally...

IVAN LOCKE (SOFTLY)

I want to talk about a practical

next step.

KATRINA (OOV)

Did you say ‘she’s not like that’?

You were with her one night and you

know her?

A pause.

IVAN LOCKE:

She doesn’t do that. She hadn’t

for years. Afterwards she was sad.

KATRINA (OOV)

Sad?

The call is cut by Katrina. Ivan takes a breath. He knows

how terrible he is at this. The phone rings almost

immediately. It is Donal. With Donal he is a different man.

DONAL (OOV)

I think we got cut off.

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IVAN LOCKE:

Ok. I have the file here.

DONAL (OOV)

Ok.

IVAN LOCKE:

I’m going to have to give you

information over the phone and you

are going to have to write it down,

ok?

A gulp...

DONAL (OOV)

Ok.

IVAN LOCKE:

Donal, are you drinking something?

What are you drinking?

DONAL (OOV)

Bottle of fizzy pop.

Ivan reacts inside.

IVAN LOCKE:

I need you to call the Duty Officer

at Belmount Police Station and

confirm the road closures for the

morning. You still have the pen?

DONAL (OOV)

Yeah.

Ivan finds solace in the formality of details. He

pronounces...

IVAN LOCKE:

Ok, here are the roads we agreed

with the council need to be closed

to traffic for the duration of the

pour, from 5.25am to midday.

DONAL (OOV)

Shoot.

Ivan begins to recite from memory, staring ahead. He doesn’t

even need the file to remember...

IVAN LOCKE:

Crescent Road between Arch Green

and Clearmount. Planetree Road at

the South end only...

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8 EXT. MOTORWAY 8

We cut to a gantry shot of Ivan’s car driving under bridges.

We hear Ivan’s voice delivering a monotone of overlapping

addresses with details of road closures. It is like a

soothing mantra. His car shoots through the night...

9 INT. LAND ROVER 9

Ivan completes his list.

IVAN LOCKE:

The Vale up to Parklands Farm Road

with stop-go operated by us.

You’ll need to quote the license

number...

Ivan consults a dimly lit sheet from the file...

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

Seven five zero slash DV. Ok?

A gulp.

DONAL (OOV)

Got it.

A pause...

IVAN LOCKE:

Donal, it is fizzy pop you’re

drinking, yes?

DONAL (OOV)

It is. It is.

IVAN LOCKE:

Because if you’re on the f***ing

cider and I find out, I will cut

your legs off with a pavement saw.

A pause. Donal decides to confront...

DONAL (OOV)

Now Ivan, there’s no need for you

to talk to me like that.

A pause.

DONAL (OOV) (CONT’D)

I’ve got six calls stacked up on

this phone from Gareth and I’m

guessing what they are.

(MORE)

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DONAL (OOV) (CONT’D)

But I agreed I’m not taking those

calls from Gareth because I’m

f***ing shitting my pants here

about tomorrow going pear and I

don’t want him to give me some

f***ing college kid construction

director on the phone trying to

talk me through this from scratch.

So, as far as I’m concerned, until

the sun comes up, yours is the only

voice I will listen to. But hear

this...

A pause, a gulp.

DONAL (OOV) (CONT’D)

Don’t go off threatening me, ok?

You have no official position to

threaten me from.

Ivan’s expression doesn’t change but he has assessed Donal’s

words and realized...

IVAN LOCKE:

So. It is cider you’re drinking.

DONAL (OOV)

One tin. So what?

Ivan reacts inside. He drives on. This is another hole in

the road but he adjusts quickly.

IVAN LOCKE:

Eat something.

DONAL (OOV)

I’m not hungry. Now let me make my

call to the coppers and confirm

these road closures. Then I’ll

call you back for further

instruction. Over and out...

Donal cuts the call. Ivan holds it for a few seconds then

roars with anger. He hurls the file back onto the seat

beside him. He gets hold of himself.

He drives on. Thirty seconds pass. The phone rings and he

reads the name.

IVAN LOCKE:

Bethan...

She sounds wistful and strange between the grunts of pain,

the effect of gas and air making her almost amused...

BETHAN (OOV)

They say there’s a twist.

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IVAN LOCKE:

A what?

BETHAN (OOV)

It’s round the baby’s neck like a

noose.

IVAN LOCKE:

You’re in the best place.

Honestly, you’re in the best place.

BETHAN (OOV)

They let me use my phone for one

minute...

She suddenly screams in agony. Ivan reacts.

BETHAN (OOV) (CONT’D)

When will you get here?

IVAN LOCKE:

Forty five minutes. I’m outside

Northampton. The traffic is ok.

BETHAN (OOV)

It’s like waiting for God. Waiting

for Godot...

She laughs...

BETHAN (OOV) (CONT’D)

Sorry. You’re not a theatre man...

IVAN LOCKE:

Just do what they say...

BETHAN (OOV)

And not a reader of books and not a

talker. A builder. It’s funny

isn’t it...

She grunts in pain...

BETHAN (OOV) (CONT’D)

That it was someone like you.

Someone so opposite to me. All the

things I love mean absolutely zero

to you.

IVAN LOCKE:

The important thing is to get the

baby out.

BETHAN (OOV)

Well the news is, they’re resorting

to knives.

She laughs...

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IVAN LOCKE:

By the sound of you, they are

giving you gas. Are they?...

BETHAN (OOV)

They think they might have to cut

me open because I’m too old to

push...

IVAN LOCKE:

That’s ok. They do it as routine.

It’s ok. It’s better in fact.

BETHAN (OOV)

In fact? Is that so?

IVAN LOCKE:

The traffic is ok.

BETHAN (OOV)

They’re taking blood.

IVAN LOCKE:

Just do what they say.

BETHAN (OOV)

Someone keeps opening the window.

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