Lou Page #4

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INT. LIVING ROOM (LOU’S HOUSE) - LATER THAT NIGHT

Lou sits at the desk. An envelope with Hannah’s name on it

rests beside a modest glass of whiskey. She picks up the

glass and empties it.

CAMERA TILTS DOWN REVEALING: Lou’s finger wrapped around the

trigger of her rifle. The black tarps have been taped to the

floor and the wall behind her.

LOU (V.O.)

--I know it won’t be pretty but you

can handle it. You don’t really

have a choice. Take care. Lou. P.S.

Please feed my cat. She’s in the

basement.

Lou raises the gun and points it across the room at Jax. He’s

resting on his own black tarp. He stares at her. Alert. Lou

c*cks the gun, checks her aim.

Suddenly, Jax stands. Lou waits.

LOU:

It’s your choice, buddy. No one’s

going to make you do something you

don’t want to do.

Jax SIGHS. And exits the room. Lou swallows and nods. Then

she grabs the pen, writing something else on the paper.

18.

LOU (V.O.)

Looks like you’re taking care of

the dog too.

Lou raises the gun once again. But this time she settles the

barrel into her mouth. Closing her eyes, she EXHALES---

BANG.

Lou’s eyes shift to the FRONT DOOR. Someone’s banging on it.

-- BANG. BANG. BANG.

HANNAH (O.C.)

Lou!

Lou considers this unexpected development. Then she sets down

the rifle.

INT./EXT. FRONT DOOR (LOU’S HOUSE) - NIGHT

Lou cracks the door and finds Hannah clinging to the porch

railing, struggling to remain upright and conscious.

LOU:

I told you to drop the rent off

tomorrow. Come back then.

She starts to close the door. Hannah doesn’t move. Her speech

is thick, slurred.

HANNAH:

I tried calling the cops.

Lou pauses, re-opening the door.

LOU:

What?

HANNAH:

He cut the phone lines. Bet he cut

yours too.

Lou squints into the rain, trying to figure Hannah out.

HANNAH (CONT’D)

Is it true? What everyone in town

says about you?

LOU:

Stop talking crazy. Where’s Vee?

HANNAH:

He took her.

19.

This gets Lou’s attention. She steps outside into the rain,

grabbing Hannah by the arm.

LOU:

Who did? Who took her?

HANNAH:

He did.

LOU:

He who?

HANNAH:

Her damn dad.

Hannah blacks out. Lou doesn’t attempt to catch her. She just

watches her slump to the ground.

EXT. SAN JUAN AIRPORT (SAN JUAN ISLAND) - NIGHT

A small commuter facility with one runway that takes off over

the harbor.

Chief Rankin stands next to his patrol car watching a

SMOULDERING FIRE, the flames contained by the incessant rain.

He motions to OFFICER BERRY (20’s), an eager young buck and

the only other officer on the island. Berry swishes over in

his large yellow rain slicker.

BERRY:

Guess we got lucky with this one.

RANKIN:

Lucky?

BERRY:

With the rain and all.

RANKIN:

Nothing lucky about arson at an

airport. I hate to say it but we’d

better get the FBI on the horn.

Berry’s eyes widen at the thought.

BERRY:

The FBI? Why?

RANKIN:

Protocol. They like to check things

out when an airport explodes.

The men turn to look at the fire.

20.

BERRY:

Well, what should we do ‘til then?

RANKIN:

Hope the fire goes out before it

stops raining.

Officer Berry nods, accepting their mission.

INT. LIVING ROOM (LOU’S HOUSE) - CONTINUOUS

Once again, Lou stands by the black tarps. She looks down at

the gun in her hand. Then toward the front door where Hannah

lies on the floor, still unconscious.

Then she reaches forward and RIPS the black tarp down.

INT. FRONT DOOR (LOU’S HOUSE) - MOMENTS LATER

Hannah opens her eyes and finds herself staring into JAX’S

FACE. She realizes where she is and sits up. Too quickly. She

throws up on the floor.

Lou watches from the doorway.

LOU:

You’re wet. Put these on.

Lou drops outdoorsy looking clothes near Hannah, avoiding the

vomit. Then she grabs the truck keys off the wall.

HANNAH:

Where are you going?

LOU:

We’re going to your trailer.

INT. LOU’S TRUCK/DRIVEWAY - NIGHT

Lou speeds down the driveway. Hannah bounces beside her in

the borrowed clothing and a heavy rain coat, still groggy.

LOU:

Tell me what happened. Exactly.

HANNAH:

I can’t remember-Lou

SLAMS THE BRAKES. Hannah braces herself to avoid smashing

into the windshield. This wakes her up.

HANNAH (CONT’D)

Hey! Careful!

21.

LOU:

I’ll be careful when you start

remembering.

HANNAH:

He came in the bathroom window. He

grabbed me. Held something over my

face. And everything went black.

Then I woke up. Vee was gone so I

tried calling the cops but the

phones were out. You check your

phone?

LOU:

Phone’s dead.

HANNAH:

(nodding)

I didn’t know what else to do so I

came up to see you.

Hannah glances over at Lou. It’s clear that she’s not so sure

about her decision to involve her neighbor.

LOU:

It’s quarter to twelve now.

HANNAH:

Bath time’s at six thirty.

Hannah TEARS UP, realizing how long it’s been. Lou reaches

over and gives her a pinch.

HANNAH (CONT’D)

Damn it Lou!

LOU:

Tears don’t help much and they make

me uncomfortable.

Lou stops the truck. They’ve reached the trailer.

INT. HANNAH’S TRAILER - MOMENTS LATER

Lou enters the tight living space, looking around.

ANGLE ON BATHROOM-

Lou sees the broken window, the torn shower curtain, the damp

rag on the floor.

She sniffs the air.

22.

LOU:

Chloroform. Hm.

She scowls, disappearing from the door frame.

INT. VEE’S BEDROOM (TRAILER) - MOMENTS LATER

Lou surveys this pink kingdom, looking out of place in her

dark outdoor jacket. Hannah appears in the doorway, slowly

regaining her strength. She points at Vee’s bed.

HANNAH:

Where’s Mr. Hippo?

She throws off the covers, searching.

HANNAH (CONT’D)

Mr. Hippo was right here on the

bed. He was right here.

LOU:

(understanding)

He take anything else?

Hannah looks around the room.

HANNAH:

Her blanket.

LOU:

Good. He wants her to be

comfortable.

HANNAH:

Nothing’s good about this.

LOU:

Could be worse.

HANNAH:

That’s only something folks say

when things are real bad.

Hannah picks up a SHINY BLUE EASTER EGG from the window sill.

It’s one of those plastic kinds that split apart.

HANNAH (CONT’D)

This isn’t Vee’s. I don’t know what

this is.

Hannah opens the egg. A NOTE falls into her palm.

LOU:

Well?

23.

HANNAH:

(opening the note)

It says “See you soon, Mom.” And

then some numbers. Forty eight N,

one hundred twenty three W.

LOU:

They’re coordinates. He wants you

to follow him.

HANNAH:

Follow him? To where?

LOU:

Into the woods. It’s a game.

HANNAH:

This isn’t a guy you follow, it’s a

guy you run from.

LOU:

Not when he has your daughter.

CUT TO:

INT. LOU’S HOUSE (VARIOUS ROOMS) - NIGHT

Lou moves from ROOM to ROOM shoving outdoor essentials:

compasses, maps, water bottles, medical kit into a backpack.

INT. UPSTAIRS BATHROOM (LOU’S HOUSE) - NIGHT

Lou opens her bathroom cabinet, revealing ORANGE PRESCRIPTION

BOTTLES. She grabs one, tucking it into her pocket.

She looks up and finds Hannah’s concerned reflection in the

mirror. Lou pushes past her and clomps downstairs.

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