Militia Page #6
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- Year:
- 2000
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GANNON:
Morris doesn't respond. The CRACKLING sound of the
DECOMPOSITION hitting the bone structure of the dead buck.
GANNON (CONT'D)
And if you had the balls to drop
out, I bet they never left you alone.
And those guys don't threaten with
death. They threaten going to work
on you. Your friends. People you
love.
(beat)
And I bet you'd go to some extremes
to stop them. Like attacking the
people the Brotherhood hates most
just to get busted back into Jackson.
And their good graces. It's a credit
act. Seen it a million times before.
Morris's face changes, like Gannon's hit a nerve. Thinking
on the reasons Gannon listed, almost looking scared. Then...
MORRIS:
You f***in' serious?
Gannon's eyes SHARPEN at that.
MORRIS (CONT'D)
Am I the f***in', moron ex-Aryan bro
who's lookin' to get busted back
into prison? You really, that's the
best you really got?
Gannon sits back. Crosses his arms. EVALUATING...
MORRIS (CONT'D)
(sarcastic)
Sure. Yeah. That's it.
(MORE)
31.
MORRIS (CONT'D)
I'm...I'm f***in' scared, man. I'm
f***in' spooked.
Gannon still watches. Waiting...
MORRIS (CONT'D)
They're gonna kill me, bro. Even
though I'm still friends with every
one of them, but yeah...I'm terrified.
Gannon still watches...
MORRIS (CONT'D)
Can, can you please help me? Please,
officer? No one cares about me and I
don't care about anyone anymo-
GANNON:
--There it is. 'Anymore'.
Gannon SMILES. Morris just got interesting. Morris's eyes
TWITCH like he just showed his hand...
GANNON (CONT'D)
There’s something I can't figure out
about you-
MORRIS:
--I don't give a f***-
GANNON:
--I know. You're a hardass, and you
can't care about anything cause then
you're not a hardass anymore.
(beat)
But in knowing your timeline, even
pre-Aryan if I can call it that, you
had all these priors. Armed robbery.
Assault with a deadly weapon. Breaking
and entering. All these events and
then...nothing. Then you join this
militia and you stop.
Gannon stands. Walks to the DISINTEGRATED CARCASS. Picks
something up. Walks back and sits down. Morris looks away.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Which would lead me to believe
something happened. Something that
isn’t in the reports. Isn’t on the
books.
(MORE)
32.
GANNON (CONT'D)
And that event stopped you from
actually doing anything, sent you
into this militia, and now you just
talk about sh*t. So, what was it?
What got you so sour, Morris?
(beat)
If it's not fearing the brotherhood,
what the f*** is it?
Morris doesn't move. We see now Gannon picked up BLOODY,
CHARRED PAIR OF ANTLERS attached to the dead bucks SKULL.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Cop give you a speeding ticket?
Morris doesn't move.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Repo your car?
Morris doesn't move.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Put your skinhead bro away?
Morris doesn't move.
GANNON (CONT'D)
F*** your wife?
Morris doesn't move.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Kick your son's ass?
Morris doesn't move.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Bang your daughter?
Morris's eyes dart up at Gannon.
GANNON (CONT'D)
I see.
(beat)
Daughter, eh?
Morris at him and for the first time his expression shows...
He's been invaded.
MAN ON CB (V.O.)
Rick McCollum here. Gary, Indiana.
Respondin' to a distress call I got?
33.
INT. LUMBER WAREHOUSE COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE - NIGHT
A CB RADIO sits on a desk next to a small MONITOR. A WINDOW
on the wall in front of the desk looks out onto the MAIN
ROAD leading from the warehouse out into the world.
Beckmann turns to the RADIO. Patches in.
BECKMANN:
Rick, we're isolated tech-wise and
not giving any specific locations,
so please excuse my vagueness.
Beckmann turns on the MONITOR next to the CB. Adjusts KNOBS
on a control panel to its right. The MONITOR TURNS ON...
MCCOLUM (V.O.)
Uh, all right.
A GHOSTLY, WHITE IMAGE pops up on the monitor. The entire
FOREST and road leading in from the front of the warehouse,
viewable as if it were daytime. Thermal NIGHT VISION.
BECKMANN:
I'm calling out to all the militias
making sure you know we had nothing
to do with anything on the news...
MCCOLUM (V.O.)
Copy that. You mean what's happening
in Michigan?
Written on the thermal cam monitor: 'BLACK=HOT, WHITE=COLD.'
Beckmann looks at the WHITE LANDSCAPE as a TINY BLACK DOT
runs across the screen. A squirrel.
MCCOLUM (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Or Pennsylvania?
Beckmann turns the FISH FINDER unit on. It sends out a PULSE
on the green, shoddy GRID MAP of the surrounding area. CLEAR.
BECKMANN:
No, Michig...wait...
Beckmann STOPS. Turns to the CB radio...
BECKMANN (CONT'D)
What happened in Pennsylvania?
Beckmann listens to the CB. The crackling silence. Then...
34.
MCCOLUM (V.O.)
You serious?
INT. LUMBER WAREHOUSE BASEMENT - NIGHT
Gannon sits in the aluminum chair in front of Morris like a
lawyer hearing out his client. The deer now just a STAIN.
GANNON:
Tell me what happened to her.
MORRIS:
Unless you got a death wish, I'd-
GANNON:
I do. Tell me what happened to her.
Morris sees Gannon's sincerity in needing to know.
MORRIS:
My daughter's not evidence.
GANNON:
If you tell me what happened,
confessing it in public can help
your plea.
MORRIS:
Why?
GANNON:
If it's something a jury could
understand, you may be put in a safer
prison. One that doesn't have Aryan
brotherhood.
Morris blinks at that. His eyes rounding about the room almost
like realizing something, and putting it to use.
GANNON (CONT'D)
Because what if you weren't wrong?
That strikes a chord in Morris. He looks up at Gannon.
GANNON (CONT'D)
What if tonight was the right thing
to do?
Morris does everything in his power not to show emotion.
MORRIS:
You got kids?
35.
GANNON:
Two.
MORRIS:
Boys? Girls?
GANNON:
Girls.
MORRIS:
How old?
GANNON:
Eight and twelve.
MORRIS:
What if one of them got raped?
GANNON:
I'd kill the guy who did it.
MORRIS:
What if it was a gang?
GANNON:
I'd kill the gang.
MORRIS:
And what if they killed her after?
Beat.
MORRIS (CONT'D)
What if when the gang got busted,
you found out...there was an
undercover cop inside? Watched it
happen, and did nothing?
Gannon does everything in his power to not show his disgust.
Morris keeping his emotions in check by a thread...
MORRIS (CONT'D)
So you tried to get the case on public
record, but the lawyers didn't have
enough to make a case. Plus who's
gonna represent a guy who's been a
part of what I have? So cops keep
the case private, the cop anonymous
and turn you into a crazed conspiracy
nut. I never knew who he was. But I
bet you knew him.
Gannon stays quiet.
36.
MORRIS (CONT'D)
You guys go hunting? Watch the game
on Sunday? Celebrate once he heard
he wasn't being charged?
Morris eyes are BLOODSHOT.
MORRIS (CONT'D)
If what happened to my daughter was
done by a normal person, he'd be
looking at the death penalty.
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