Manhunter Page #20

REBA (WOMAN)

Put your back against the doer.

Come forward three steps until you

feel the tile an your feet and there

will be a stool just to your left.

We see Dollarhyde's form follow instructions and sit.

REBA:

Can you give me an idea of the

conditions...

DOLLARHYDE:

Shooting at maybe eight feet. I

can't use any lights.

REBA:

What's being photographed?

DOLLARHYDE:

The activities of nocturnal animals.

REBA:

When do you need it?

DOLLARHYDE:

In eight days.

REBA:

Let me stick this in the black hole.

We see some movements. Then the light comes on.

DOLLARHYDE'S

hand is curled under his nose, hiding his Z-plast scars.

Then he reacts to something. His face lights up in an

uncharacteristically open smile.

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He brazenly looks the woman up and down. We don't understand

why he can do this.

REBA McCLAIN

is blind. Her white cane is propped in the corner. She's

thirty with a handsome prairie face.

REBA:

The 1000 C Infrared Sensitive Film

must be handled in total darkness.

I keep the samples straight by touch

code .

(beat)

It's still easier to handle than a

1200 series. Think it'll do?

DOLLARHYDE:

It'll do fine.

RALPH DANDRIDGE,

young manager of the department enters, checks watch.

DANDRIDGE:

Reba, dear, I've got to fly.

(beat)

Mr. Dollarhyde, if it wouldn't be

too much trouble could you help her

home ?

REBA:

I can 'help' myself home, Ralph...

Dandridge leaves. Dollarhyde stares after him. He doesn't

Like him. Then:

DOLLARHYDE:

I'LL take you.

BEBA:

(standing close)

No, thanks. I manage very well.

(beat)

I'LL order you twelve hundred feet:

of 1000 C tomorrow.

Reba walks our of the dark room.

CUT TO:

INT. DOLLARHYDE'S VAN, TRAVELLING - OUT OF WINDOW - NIGHT

We pass Reba on the sidewalk. She is walking briskly with

her cane and tapping in front of her. She's very confident.

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DOLLARHYDE:

Ride with me.

REBA:

Thanks, but I'll take the bus. I

do it all the time.

DOLLARHYDE:

Dandridge is a condescending prick.

Ride with me. It would be because

I want you to.

Reba stops. She likes Dollarhyde's directness. He gets our

and comes around to help her in. He starts to take her arm.

REBA:

It's better if I rake your arm.

CUT TO:

INT. REBA'S DUPLEX - DOOR - NIGHT

We hear footsteps come up. Reba's key is in the lock.

As the door is starting to open:

REBA:

Come on in.

(beat)

How about a gin and tonic?

DOLLARHYDE:

Tonic will be fine.

REBA:

In the kitchen.

INT. REBA'S DUPLEX, KITCHEN - REBA

enters. She momentarily forgets, retraces her steps and

turns on the light. She opens the refrigerator. During

the next pieces of dialogue, we will see Reba being ex-

tremely competent making the drinks.

DOLLARHYDE:

How did you come to Gateway?

BEBA:

They had to shape up their employment

practices to keep this defense

contract.

Reba takes a l0-inch chef's knife and deftly cuts the lime,

guiding it with her thumb.

DOLLARHYDE:

You worked out well.

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REBA:

You know you speak very well,

although you avoid fricatives and

sibilants in your speech. At the

Riker Institute for the Blind. I

trained in speech therapy for speech

and hearing impaired children...

DOLLARHYDE:

reacts to "speech therapy." Characteristically -- his

attention goes to:

KNIFE:

in Reba's hand. Its extremely sharp cutting edge glints

in the light. Another slice of lime falls.

REBA:

I'll probably go back to it someday.

DOLLARHYDE:

Uh-huh.

Silence. Reba hands him his drink.

REBA.

If you don't want to talk. okay.

Bur I hope you will... because I

like what you say.

Dollarhyde is stunned, at both her perception and frankness.

REBA:

May I touch your face?

(as Dollarhyde reacts)

I want to know if you're smiling

or frowning. I want to know if I

should just shut up or not...

There's a smile on her face. Now her hand moves up towards

Dollarhyde's mouth with the Z-plast scars where his harelip

and cleft palate were fixed.

REBA' S HAND

Dollarhyde's fist grabs it.

DOLLARHYDE:

turns her hand in the light.

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DOLLARHYDE:

Take my word for it that I'm...

smiling .

There is no smile on Dollarhyde's face.

RZBA:

If I've offended you, I didn't

mean to.

He still has her hand in his grasp.

DOLLARHYDE:

I have to go now.

He lets go of her hand.

CUT TC:

INT. BIRMINGHAM STORAGE ROOM - WILL GRAHAM - DAY

sits among piles of Leeds family possessions. He opens a

child's toy. It's large, pink plastic and heart-shaped.

It's a Mexican fantasy house with puffy white plastic

clouds, strange handles and doors with eyes in them,

REARSHOT:
GRAHAM

half and half out of a shaft of yellow light that radiates

motes of dust in the air. Graham merely sits and stares

into all of the debris of this dead family. PULL BACK to

see the vast expanse of the room which is a total disarray

of all the furniture, all the possessions and papers, all

the bits and pieces of matter, that are accumulated in a

life by two adults and three children. Everything from

washing machines to tricycles to sleds. They litter the

vast floor space. While we WIDEN, we hear:

VOICE :
1(O.S.)

What's he doin'? Been in there all

day .

VOICE :
2 (O.S.)

Just sits and stares at the stuff...

The CAMERA now includes two UNIFORMED SECURITY GUARDS at

the door. They watch Graham, As we WIDEN and PULL BACK

they fall into REAR SHOT. HOLD.

CUT TO:

INT. WHITE CORRIDOR - REBA ON DOLLARHYDE'S ARM - NIGHT

Her cane taps the white tile floor. It's antiseptic and

sinister. We worry about where he's taking her.

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REBA:

Ready to tell me what kind of

'outing' this is?

DOLLARHYDE:

It's a surprise.

Her head arcs back as she senses:

REBA:

Francis? We're at the zoo...!

CUT TO:

INT. ZOO EXAMINATIONTION ROOM - DR. WARFIELD - NIGHT

DR. WARFIELD

In two days we're going to cap his

tooth. Can you smell him?

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