Militia Page #14
- R
- Year:
- 2000
- 89 min
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them kill you.
Gannon reaches out and takes the gun from Roman.
Then walks toward Richmond.
Roman steps out in front of the cops like an overlord.
Watching Gannon do his bidding.
BACK TO WAREHOUSE:
Five bullets in the revolver's six cylinders. Only one empty.
77.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Kill a member of your own group just
to take down a different one.
(beat)
And it's my dad handing me the gun...
Gannon spins the revolver's cylinder. Snaps it in.
FLASHCUT-
Roman stands staring at Gannon, his son. Gannon gets to
Richmond...
Richmond looks up at Gannon. Fear in his eyes, begging for
his life.
Gannon looks down on Richmond. His apology on the edges of
his eyes. His hand tightens on the pistol grip.
Gannon raises the gun at Richmond...
BACK TO WAREHOUSE:
Gannon stays still. His eyes full. The gun in his hands.
Keating, Hubbel, Beckmann and Olsen watch him.
GANNON (CONT'D)
They raided fifteen Klan cells that
week. Stopped god knows how many
murders.
(beat)
That was the last time I saw him. I
left after that. Moved out on my
own.
(beat)
I lost my dad that night to them. I
will not lose any one else. I will
not.
Gannon puts the gun to his head...
FLASHCUT-
Gannon looks back at Roman. Standing surrounded by the cops
in the woods. Roman nods once at him.
Roman then walks back toward the group of ten cops. He stops.
Looks back at Gannon. Roman calls out...
ROMAN:
You comin'?
BACK TO WAREHOUSE:
78.
Keating watches Gannon. His potential significance about to
be taken from him...
Gannon stares right back at Keating. Truth in his eyes. Not
playing chicken anymore.
GANNON:
Tonight? It should've been me who
did it.
Keating straightens up at that.
GANNON (CONT'D)
So now when they find me, it will
be...
Gannon pulls the gun's hammer back...
The others in the room stay quiet almost like trying not to
disturb a dragon.
Keating looks around at the other members as they stare at
Gannon mesmerized by the admission...
Gannon's trigger finger tightens...
KEATING:
No.
Gannon stops.
All the men looking at Keating. All awaiting his words.
All lives depend on his.
Keating breathes deep.
Lets it out.
KEATING (CONT'D)
I did it.
Gannon lowers the gun.
Gannon looks back at Olsen, Hubbel and Beckmann without a
second of hesitation.
GANNON:
Get the f***ing radio ready.
INT. LUMBER WAREHOUSE COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE - NIGHT
Gannon, Olsen, Beckmann, Hubbel and Keating enter.
79.
Beckmann has a video camera propped up and angled on the
chair and radio...
They surround Keating as he stands over the chair seated in
front of the CB radio. Staring down at it a moment.
He puts his hand on the chair. Gannon comes up behind him.
Puts his hand on Keating's shoulder.
Keating looks back at him. Gannon nods. Keating pulls the
chair back and sits down.
We see through the video camera, an awkward, poor quality
recording of Keating's face. Almost too close to him...
Gannon reaches out to the CB...
AM NEWS 1130 REPORTER (V.O.)
--We're hearing now that because of
the ripple effect of attacks on police
and police precincts, district courts,
and now, an attack on the capital in
Arizona, the situation is being passed
up to Homeland Security. We'll have
any and all updates as they come--
Gannon changes it to Channel 9. Beckmann hits 'record' on
the camera...
POLICE HQ DISPATCH (V.O.)
--Available. Try to determine what
happened. Hold till Homicide gets
there. Over.
Keating holds the call button...
Copy that, HQ.
POLICE HQ RADIO (V.O.)
Also, vehicle up on Willoughby with
his mic stuck open on Channel 1.
Tell him to shut it off? Over.
Keating holds his hand on the call button. Gannon stares at
Keating's thumb as it hovers over the call button. Waiting...
Copy.
Gannon stares at it, waiting for him to click the button...
GANNON:
Keating-
80.
Keating CLICKS the call button. The radio silences. Waiting
for his words. The collective breath of the room, held in...
KEATING:
My name is Keating Vassilef. I'm 23
years old. I live at sixty four-
twenty, Cloughton road...
Keating's eyes flicker, almost like the fact he's being
listened to is just too much to handle...
KEATING (CONT'D)
I'm the gunman who attacked the
funeral.
Gannon breathes. We see through the video camera close up as
Keating confesses...
KEATING (CONT'D)
I planned the attack alone. I carried
it out, alone. The militias had no
prior knowledge of my intentions,
nor do they condone my actions.
Gannon puts his hand on Keating's back. Gannon looks down.
Closes his eyes. Relief. Gannon looks at the group. Nods...
KEATING (CONT'D)
The weapon was my AR-15, which I
obtained legally and without any
additional participant in the delivery
of the weapon or ammunition.
The others put their hands on Keating's back, out of frame
of the video camera's view.
Olsen watches the men responding to Gannon over himself...
But he follows anyway. Puts his hand on Keating.
KEATING (CONT'D)
I chose to attack the north side of
Wilcox cemetery because it has the
fastest route to the highway...
Gannon's eyes open...
FLASHCUT:
EARLIER, Beckmann and Gannon listen to the news broadcast...
81.
AM NEWS 1130 REPORTER (V.O.)
-The cemetery, which was attacked on
the south side, which has authorities-
BACK TO:
Gannon looks down at Keating as he continues talking. Confused
as to why he would get that fact wrong. Keating proceeds...
KEATING:
...So that the attack could take
place in less than thirty seconds...
FLASHCUT:
EARLIER, Beckmann and Gannon listen to the news broadcast...
AM NEWS 1130 REPORTER (V.O.)
--Learning the attack took two minutes
opposed to initial reports of thirty
second-
BACK TO:
Gannon watches Keating as he continues...
KEATING:
And and and that's when I fired off
about...four hundred rounds, about
four hundred, exactly...
FLASHCUT:
EARLIER, Beckmann and Gannon listen to the news broadcast...
AM NEWS 1130 REPORTER (V.O.)
-The round count moving from four
hundred rounds to somewhere closer
to fourteen hundred-
BACK TO:
Gannon stares down at Keating. Then around at all the members.
Their hands on Keating's shoulders...
KEATING:
I chose to escape on foot near the
road because, because it would have
the least amount of attention for
that kind of travel, and no one would
suspect someone such as myself to
have the mental acuity to see through
the expectations of what people think
I'm capable of, consistently.
82.
Keating speaks into the microphone, for the first time like
the world is listening.
Gannon's eyes try not to search the expressions of the other
members in the room...
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