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Minority Report Page #22
ANDERTON:
All right, I'll try...
Sean hauls himself up onto the side, lets his feet dangle in
the water. Anderton takes his WATCH off, hands it to him.
ANDERTON:
You better take this.
The kid takes it, delighted to be holding his father's watch.
SEAN:
Okay -- Ready? Set... Go!
And now WE GO UNDER WITH ANDERTON as he sinks down to the
bottom of the pool, shuts his eyes to all of the activity and
And now we wait. Five seconds... Ten seconds... Twenty
seconds... And then A SHINY GLINT as...
WE SEE HIS WATCH sink past his face and now he opens his
eyes. He snatches it, and Anderton now pushes up to...
THE SURFACE. Where Anderton, squinting against the sun's
glare, looks to the side of the pool. HIS SON IS GONE.
ANDERTON:
Sean?
He moves to the side and pulls himself out of the pool.
ANDERTON:
Sean Anderton? Where are you?
He looks around at all the faces, the other kids, parents, a
dull panic setting in now as we...
CRANE UP and away from a frantic Anderton now pushing his way
through the crowd. Shouting for his son...
ANDERTON:
SEAN!!
As Anderton's SHOUT ECHOES and then FADES. He sits there a
moment, listening to the sounds all around him. He CRUSHES
THE BLACK INHALER and throws the pieces on the floor.
He then takes a breath and feels around for THE ROPE and
starts for the kitchen, unaware of THE PRECRIME SHIP now
moving past the window IN THE OTHER DIRECTION...
INT. PRECRIME HOVERSHIP - NIGHT
As Evanna, unaware that Anderton is in the building moves
into position over the building.
EVANNA:
Jad, we're now in position and
ready to begin thermal scan on 931
Powell.
As Anderton follows the rope to the refrigerator and opens
it.
Inside, among plates of ROTTING FOOD we see ONE GOOD
SANDWICH. Anderton reaches in, runs his hand over the
molding month-old goodies, passing the good sandwich and,
instead, grabbing hold of a slimy, green piece of meat.
Much to our disgust, he shoves that in his mouth, immediately
spits it out, then washes his mouth out with the old, ruined
milk that sits next to the new stuff. He spits that out now,
too...
ANDERTON:
Sh*t!
He reaches gingerly into the refrigerator, locates the good
sandwich, sniffs it carefully, then wolfs it down. He grabs
a pitcher of water and drinks that down as well.
Anderton sits down in a chair. The muffled VOICES next door
get louder.
He's sweating. He keeps reaching for his dressings to
scratch, then forces himself not to by clinging tightly to
the armrests on the chair as the PEOPLE NEXT DOOR move on to
breaking things...
EXT. TENEMENT - NIGHT
As Fletcher and Knott exit the Precrime Ship. Fletcher does
a thermal reading on the building while they talk.
KNOTT:
I'm thinking you must really like
me, don't you, Fletcher?
Fletcher looks at him.
KNOTT:
That's why you asked to partner
with me on this little sortie,
isn't it?
FLETCHER:
Knott.
KNOTT:
It's not at all that you don't
trust me to be alone with the
Chief. That you think I might, you
know, f*** with him, if I had the
chance...
Knott grins at him now. Pleased with himself.
FLETCHER:
No, I just wanna watch him use your
body to sandblast another building.
That's all. Jeff.
And the grin goes away as Fletcher looks through the scan
lens on his helmet doing the thermal reading on the building.
INT. HOVERSHIP - NIGHT
As Evanna looks at the thermal read on the building.
EVANNA:
I show twenty-seven warm bodies.
FLETCHER (RADIO)
What do you think, four spyders?
KNOTT (RADIO)
Let's do eight. I'm hungry.
EXT. TENEMENT - NIGHT
As Knott and Fletcher each unhook A ROUND BALL -- black, the
size of billiard balls -- from their belts.
Fletcher rolls his towards the building. Knott does the
same. Then they take SIX MORE and roll these as well.
THE BALLS:
Roll a few feet, then begin to open up like daisies --
daisies with legs. Robotic SPYDERS, each the size of a fist,
with an EYEdentiscan antenna on their head, begin to click
their way into the building.
Pauses in front of a closed door. It FLATTENS ITSELF, then
creeps under the door.
INT. A ROOM - NIGHT
Where AN OLD WOMAN sits eating a bowl of soup. She looks up
as the Spyder comes CLICKING across the floor towards her.
She knows the drill, keeps a calm eye on the spyder as she
eats her dinner, holding out a leg for the spyder to climb
up.
OLD WOMAN:
Nice to have some company...
The Spyder climbs up the woman, up her arm and across her
shoulder. It grips her cheek lightly as the EYEdentiscan
reads her eyes...
OLD WOMAN:
See my new earrings? My grandson
gave them to me. He's in beauty
school --
The spyder BEEPS as it reads her --
INT. HOVERSHIP - NIGHT
Fletcher gets a reading and checks off something on his
clipboard with a laser pen.
INT. ANDERTON'S ROOM - NIGHT
Anderton sits in the chair, listening now to the MUFFLED
ARGUING NEXT DOOR. Suddenly, THE VOICES STOP. Anderton
turns his face toward the wall...
SILENCE. Then we hear BOUNCING BEDSPRINGS as the couple next
door starts to go at it. He shakes his head.
INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT
Two spyders exit the stairwell and move to the nearest doors.
EXT. TENEMENT - NIGHT
Knott checks off another tenant. He looks at the thermal
scanner, sees the double reading.
KNOTT:
Hey, Fletcher. Check out the
double reading.
(showing him)
Coitus interuptus.
EVANNA (RADIO)
Do you even know what that means?
INT. ANDERTON'S ROOM - NIGHT
We hear the bedsprings in the next room SQUEAK FASTER AND
FASTER, the woman's MOANING now getting louder and louder.
INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT
One of the spyders flattens itself and goes under the door.
INT. ANDERTON'S ROOM - NIGHT
He sits in the chair, drumming his fingers on the arm rest as
the couple gets ready to blast off. Then, abruptly, they
stop. A MAN'S VOICE, SHOUTING:
MAN'S VOICE
Oh -- man -- come on! You can't
just barge in here!
WOMAN'S VOICE
This is private property! You
can't --
She cries out in pain. Anderton turns his head towards the
wall.
EXT. TENEMENT - NIGHT
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