Metropolis Page #18

He stares her straight in the eye --

TANNER:

You grew up in Vermont.

She stays silent, not wanting to say anything that'll set

this guy off.

TANNER:

When you were six, your father went

out to buy a newspaper and never

came back.

(beat)

Your mother lied, told you he was

killed in a car accident --

Frank is there now, wrenching Tanner's hands back,

twisting them behind his back.

Tanner doesn't resist, his eyes locked on Katherine --

TANNER:

You have trouble remembering your

dreams.

(beat)

But there's one you always have.

She's staring at him.

TANNER:

A baby's crying. But no one comes

to help it. So it keeps crying.

All night long --

Frank cuffs Tanner, then drags him away.

Tanner's eyes struggling for Katie's face, but it's

swallowed up by the crowd.

EXT. BACK ALLEY - CONTINUOUS

Tanner is uncuffed and hurled out into the alley.

The sound of the door slamming shut behind him, dead bolts

sliding into place.

A jet-copter screams by overhead.

An old man, face stained with illness, lays on a bed of

newspaper next to Tanner.

Sounds of the real world filtering down the alley. A

family arguing. Groups of friends laughing. Someone

screaming.

Tanner slowly turns around.

Katherine is in the doorway, watching him.

Sunlight pierces through the clouds.

She tries to keep her voice from trembling.

KATHERINE:

Who are you?...

Tanner stares at her, does something he hasn't done in a

long time. He smiles.

FADE OUT.

THE END:

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