Minority Report Page #14

BURGESS:

We're years from that. John, I'm

asking you:
please, come in, we'll

shut down the system until we get

this thing figured out.

ANDERTON:

You know I can't do that. You

can't do that...

(then)

Lamar, I need you to talk to Wally,

see if Witwer's gone inside the

temple again. Then ask Jad for any

off hour EYEdents into the

analytical room --

BURGESS:

John. Just tell me, who's Leo

Crow?

Suddenly, Anderton's doors LOCK tight.

COMPUTER VOICE:

Security lockdown enabled.

ANDERTON:

Jesus, you don't believe me.

Anderton looks up at his windshield display which now shows

that his vehicle has been rerouted...

COMPUTER VOICE:

Revised Destination: Office.

Anderton starts trying to figure a way out of the car.

BURGESS:

John. Please. Listen to me --

ANDERTON:

I'm not getting halo'd.

BURGESS:

You can't run --

ANDERTON:

Everybody runs.

Leaning back, he KICKS THROUGH the windshield, breaking his

way out.

EXT. VEHICLE - DAY

As it goes down a huge maglev "falls", straight down the face

of a 200 foot building. Anderton climbs onto the nose of the

car, his only hope to jump into one of the BALCONIES that

protrude out.

As the car flies down, he tries to time his jump between the

umbrellas and flowerpots that whiz by. He finally makes the

suicide leap, gets to a balcony and crashes through a table.

He picks himself up, goes through the door into...

AN EXERCISE STUDIO

We hear ROCK & ROLL OVER as Anderton now moves through A

CONTORTIONIST EXERCISE CLASS, people bent and bowed into

impossible positions. Anderton looks back at the Fellini-

esque fever dream, then runs out the door.

INT. BURGESS' OFFICE - DAY

Frustrated, Burgess turns away, emotional now and we see

Fletcher and Witwer were watching the conversation.

FLETCHER:

Don't worry. I'll bring him in

unharmed.

WITWER:

Actually, Gordon, you're not gonna

do that.

(to Burgess)

I'm taking control of the team.

FLETCHER:

What?!

BURGESS:

(motions to Fletcher "it's

okay", then)

Witwer, Fletcher is second in

command. It's his show to run.

You want, you can observe.

(to Fletcher)

Do it. Find him.

Fletcher cuts a look at Witwer and heads out. Witwer remains

eerily calm, sticks a piece of gum in his mouth.

WITWER:

He came to see you yesterday.

Right before he got tagged. What

did you talk about?

BURGESS:

The Mets. John doesn't think

they've got a deep enough pitching

roster this year, and I'm inclined

to agree.

WITWER:

Why are you protecting him? You

knew he was doping, yet you did

nothing about it.

BURGESS:

The man lost a child, for Christ's

sake...

WITWER:

Six years ago. What did you two

talk about yesterday afternoon?

BURGESS:

(turning away)

None of your damn business.

WITWER:

Oh, it's all my damn business now,

Lamar.

(then)

Investigation of a supervising

office for a capital crime falls

under federal jurisdiction... so as

to rule out any possibility of

conspiracy. He's my suspect.

BURGESS:

He's my subordinate!

Burgess looks at him. Hates him, but knows he can't win.

WITWER:

Shall we call the Attorney General?

I'm sure he'd be happy to clarify

the issue for you.

BURGESS:

(beat)

I don't want John Anderton hurt.

EXT. MALL - DAY

As Anderton seems to float through the city, BILLBOARDS and

other ADVERTISEMENTS scan his eyes and actually call to him

by name.

ADVERTISEMENTS:

(travel)

Stressed out John Anderton? Need a

vacation? Come to Aruba!

(sportswear)

Challenge yourself, John! Push

harder, John!

(Lexus Motor Co.)

It's not just a car, Mr. Anderton.

It's an environment, designed to

soothe and caress the tired soul...

WITWER (V.O.)

You've all worked with him...

INT. BRIEFING ROOM - DAY

Witwer addresses the Precrime crew. Behind him is the frozen

video image of Anderton shooting Leo Crow. Evanna stares up

at it in disbelief.

WITWER:

You may consider him a friend.

He walks up the line now, looking into the eyes of each and

every one of them.

WITWER:

But we know that John Anderton is

going to kill Leo Crow this Friday

at three-o-six p.m., unless we stop

him.

He looks into Fletcher's eyes, moves on...

WITWER:

Don't think for a minute that if

the situation was reversed he

wouldn't go after you. He would be

a cop doing his job, as I'm doing

mine.

He stops at Evanna and looks her in the eye now.

WITWER:

So if you're not ready and willing

to put the halo on him, leave now.

A few looks around the room, but nobody gets up. Not even

Fletcher. Witwer stares another moment at Evanna, smiles,

offers her a piece of gum...

EVANNA:

No, thank you.

He sticks it in his own mouth, then turns to the officer

beside her.

WITWER:

You can go.

OFFICER:

Excuse me?

WITWER:

Go. You're dismissed.

(points to another)

You, too.

(another)

And you.

Everybody watches as the men Witwer dismissed walk out.

FLETCHER:

Sir, the team's gonna be light

without those men.

WITWER:

Yes, I know.

And now the Pressure Door opens and FOUR LARGE MEN in dark

suits enter the room. Knott smiles at the sight of them.

WITWER:

These gentlemen are Federal Agents

Jucket, Paymen, Price and Foley.

Like you, I feel more comfortable

with people I trust.

INT. MALL - DAY

As Anderton watches people all over the mall getting EYE

scanned...

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