Lou Page #20
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Inatomi pulls up a chair and clicks on a RECORDER.
INATOMI:
Let’s start at the beginning. Who
was Lou?
HANNAH:
She was my landlord.
INATOMI:
Did you know anything else about
her?
Beat.
HANNAH:
She was a good landlord.
INATOMI:
More specifically, is there
anything that can explain the past
few days?
HANNAH:
Yeah.
113.
Inatomi motions for her to keep talking.
HANNAH (CONT’D)
She’s Lou.
SUDDENLY -- the door BURSTS OPEN as Deacon enters, dodging
Berry’s reach.
DEACON:
I came as soon as I heard.
(turns to Rankin)
Where’s Bigfoot?
KAYCEE:
For Christ’s sake Deacon!
DEACON:
I mean, I’m glad everyone’s okay.
(beat, to Rankin)
Is he-
RANKIN:
He’s at the station. He’s fine.
Rankin reaches into his pocket, retrieves Bigfoot’s keys and
throws them to Deacon.
INT. LOU’S BEDROOM (LOU’S HOUSE) - WEEKS LATER
Hannah balances on a cane, watching Kaycee and Vee playing in
the backyard from Lou’s bedroom window. Behind her, the
floorboards have been removed.
INT. LIVING ROOM (LOU’S HOUSE) - MINUTES LATER
Hannah limps past the fire place. Something catches her eye.
She bends down, reaching into the ashes. She pulls out a
charred piece of a BLACK AND WHITE PHOTOGRAPH.
ANGLE ON PHOTO--
A YOUNG LOU looks into the camera, holding an infant. She is
neither happy or sad. She’s Lou.
INT. KITCHEN (LOU’S HOUSE) - NIGHT
The burnt picture is taped to the refrigerator. The BANK
ENVELOPES sit on the kitchen table. Stuffed with cash. Kaycee
sits beside them, shaking her head.
KAYCEE:
Guess she wasn’t so bad after all.
114.
Hannah nods, reaching for a plate of DEFROSTED VENISON. She
drops the raw meat onto a hot skillet. It SIZZLES.
KAYCEE (CONT’D)
I thought you were vegetarian?
HANNAH:
It shouldn’t go to waste. It’s good
meat.
She flips the venison. And lets out a SHARP WHISTLE. A moment
later, Vee and JAX, MINUS HIS BACK LEG, run into the kitchen.
Hannah plates the meat and sets it on the floor. She watches
Jax gobble it up, licking his bloody lips.
HANNAH (CONT’D)
Hm.
FADE TO BLACK.
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