Manhunter Page #9

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EXTREMELY CLOSE:
SECOND IMAGE OF WILL GRAHAM

in newsprint, the one Lounds took at the Chesapeake hospi-

tal. The half-tone dots comorising the image are visible.

Dollarhyde's massive finger slides across the image, brush-

ing it sensitively. It works its way to Graham's face and

the finger stops and blots it out.

CUT TO:

INT. CHESAPEAKE STATE HOSPITAL FOR THE CRIMINALLY INSANE,

LECKTOR'S CELL - LECKTOR - NIGHT

receives a telephone. The attendant who brought it waits.

LECKTOR:

Thank you so much. I'll call you

when I'm finished.

Attendant hesitates. Then he leaves. Lecktor is allowed to

call his attorney in privacy.

LECKTOR:

picks up the phone and punches in his number.

LECKTOR:

Can I have the number of Dr. Sidney

Bloom, University of Chicago,

Department of Psychiatry, please?

(beat)

Thank you.

(dials again)

Dr. Sidney Bloom, please.

OPERATOR (V.O.)

He's not in today, bur I'll connect

you with his office...

LECKTOR:

What's his secretary's name

again...?

OPERATOR (V.O.)

Linda King. Just a moment.

The TELEPHONE RINGS four times.

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

Linda King's desk.

LECKTOR:

Hi, Linda. ..

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

Linda doesn't come in nights.

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LECKTOR:

Maybe you can help me. This is

Bob Greer of Blaine & Edwards

Publishing Company. Dr. Bloom

asked me to send a copy of 'The

Psychiatrist and the Law' to

someone. Linda never sent me the

address and phone number.

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

She'll be in, in the morning...

LECKTOR:

I have to catch Federal Express

within about five minutes. I'd be

immensely appreciative if you'd

pull it out of her Rolodex for me.

There is a pause. Lecktor is waiting.

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

She doesn't have a Rolodex.

LECKTOR:

(smiling)

I'LL bet she has a call caddy right

next to her phone.

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

Yeah. ..

LECKTOR:

Well, zip that little Pointer right

on down to the letter G.

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

Okay.

LECKTOR:

We're looking for Graham. The man

the book is supposed to go to is a

Ms. Will Graham.

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

Federal Bureau of Investigation,

Tenth and Pennsylvania, Washington,

D.C.

LECKTOR:

Now I'll bet it has his home

address there, too

GRADUATE STUDENT (V.O.)

(beat)

3680 DeSote Highway. Marathon,

Florida.

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LECKTOR:

Thank you very much.

ON the phone as Lecktor hangs up.

CUT TO:

INT. L1011, COACH SECTION - CRAHAM - DAY

Squeezed into a narrow seat. He sits on the aisle. Next to

him is a seven-year-old girl, at the window her mother. He

opens and reads a Telex in yellow envelope: "BIRMINGHAM P.D.

FOUND JACOBI CAT DEAD IN BACK YARD. KIDS MUST HAVE BURIED

IT. HE KILLS THE PETS. REGARDS, CRAWFORD."

STEWARDESS:

Clears the trays.

GRAHAM:

contorts his body to pull his briefcase from under the seat

in front. He extracts the Leeds and Jacobi files. From each

he takes a snapshot of a happy family picture and paperclips

them to the front of the files. He stands them on the dinner

tray and stares at them.

GRAHAM'S POV:
HAPPY FAMILY PORTRAITS

SLOWLY ZOOM IN TO the Jacobi family. As we get CLOSER and

CLOSER TO Mrs. Jacobi in a bikini, her face abstracts into

pointillist dots of color...

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. MARATHON BOATYARD - DIESEL ENGINE - DAY

moves down to us...

MOLLY:

approaches in SLOW MOTION raising a bag of shrimp and a six-

pack of Dos Equis.

INT. UNFINISHED HULL - GRAHAM

guiding the engine down, wears faded violet shorts and no

shirt. We see a huge circular scar ending in a hook on his

abdomen as the engine lands...

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GRAHAM:

(reverb, distant)

Block her off, Mitch...

Graham waves to Molly...

DISSOLVE TO:

GRAHAM:

On the dock. The hot sun turns the water a brilliant aqua

and silver. Graham's tan body in the violet shorts on the

silver wood... Molly reaches in the bag for another shrimp.

Graham looks at her...

MOLLY SMILES:

as she rips the head off the shrimp. The warm mouth, Her

shiny teeth look like a Pepsodent commercial.

HEAD COMING OFF SHRIMP

Viscera trail. As the shrimp is ripped apart we see:

GRAHAM'S EYES

In horror. And O.S., we hear SCREAMING coming from a differ-

ent place as we...

CUT TO:

INT. L1011 - GRAHAM - DAY

snaps awake. The child next to Graham is screaming. People

stare. The mother is shouting at him. Graham is confused,

stunned... He doesn't know what's wrong. He looks around...

The Stewardess is handling things on his tray in front of

him.

TRAY:

The file has spilled open. Crime photos of the Leeds and

Jacobi families with mirrors in their eyes and the almost

separated head of Mr. Jacobi glaring at a weird angle -- the

pornography of it all -- are spilled across Graham's tray and

in his lap...

GRAHAM:

mumbles apologies, scrambles to collect crime photos. The

mother wants her seat changed.

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Graham is excruciatingly embarrassed, clumsily shoving them

back into their files...

CUT TO:

INT. JACOBI HOUSE, LIVING ROOM - WIDE ON DOOR - DAY

We MOVE INTO the knob... it starts to turn. Slowly. Sud-

denly:
door SLAMS open revealing real estate agent GEEHAN

and Graham,

GEEHAN:

It was last Thursday. This

couple from Duluth. I had them

down to the short strokes talking

mortgages -- I mean, that man could

have written a check for the whole

goddamn place. I'm figuring:

Geehan , you lucky sonofabitch, you

gonna unload this turkey.

(beat)

Then the squad car rolls up. They

ask a coupla questions. The good

officers give them the whole

f***in' guided tour. Who was

laying where. Where all the blood

sprayed... terrific!

(beat)

Off they go in their Sedan DeVille

the hell out of here.

GRAHAM:

Have any single men asked to look

at it?

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