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Minority Report Page #24
A TOUR GROUP -- mostly kids, a smattering of adults --
gathers in front of the statue of the three Precogs, who look
nothing like the creatures we've seen floating in the tank.
TOUR GUIDE:
The Precrime program began with a
Federal grant in 2036, and today,
six years later, the District of
Columbia is now the safest city in
America. Why? Because Precrime
Works.
We move OFF THE TOUR GUIDE to a shady spot beneath a tree
where we see Anderton hidden in a shadow, wearing an
overcoat.
TOUR GUIDE:
Precrime has eliminated the need
for traditional detectives, so that
most of the work done here is about
the verification of motive and the
protection of the future victim...
Anderton pulls out the AIR SYRINGE that Dr. Eddie gave him
and stares at it. He touches it to the underside of his chin
and takes a deep breath...
ANDERTON:
Okay, one... two -- sh*t.
He lowers the syringe. Can't do it. He looks around.
INT. ANDERTON'S OFFICE - DAY
As Witwer works the equipment tries to enhance the FACE IN
THE MIRROR. It looks ephemeral, like the face of a ghost...
EXT. PLAZA - DAY
As Anderton takes another breath. This time counts
quickly --
ANDERTON:
One two three...
KID:
Can we see the precogs?
And injects himself as we then PAN BACK to the Tour Guide...
TOUR GUIDE:
powerful gift, they have to be kept
in peaceful seclusion so as not to
be distracted from the outside
world. This display should give
you some idea of their daily
life...
The guide gestures to a DIARAMA like they have in Natural
History Museums. But instead of seeing a clan of cavemen
hunting a woolly mammoth with spears, the scene depicted here
is supposedly of the "three precogs" performing their daily
tasks.
But what we're looking at, however, is three healthy-looking
silhouettes dressed in loose-fitting pajamas and sitting in
overstuffed chairs in the middle of a beautiful living room,
surrounded by people in white coats attending to their every
need, while images of bloodless murders appear on a small TV
screen in one corner.
Not at all the image of three frail, nearly translucent souls
writhing about in a milk tank.
ON ANDERTON:
In agony, his head ducked as he now pulls out the syringe
from under his chin. He stumbles to the PRECOG DIARAMA and
slowly looks up.
And now, in front of this display of lies, HIS ENTIRE FACE
BEGINS TO SAG as all of his facial muscles essentially let
go, changing his appearance from youthful to geriatric in a
matter of seconds.
Anderton stumbles over to and then falls in behind the group
as it follows the guide into the building.
TOUR GUIDE:
The precogs get over eight million
pieces of mail each year. That's
more mail than Santa gets...
Jucket and Paymen walk out of the building, barely glance at
Anderton as he passes.
As Wally hoists out one of the male precogs, begins
"grooming" him. He hits an ORANGE LEVER and flushes the old
milk from the tank.
As Anderton moves away from the group to a side entrance
where Precrime Personnel enter. He pulls off the overcoat as
he goes so that we now read the word MAINTENANCE on the back
of his coveralls. He goes inside the building, into...
A MAINTENANCE AREA
Anderton emerges pushing an ultrasonic scrubber. He turns up
one corridor, then another. He walks to a door marked
NUTRIENT ROOM and looks both ways. He pulls a SMALL, BLACK
ZIPLOC-LIKE BAG from his pocket and opens it.
And now, wincing, he very gingerly removes his TWO OLD EYES
from the bag. One of the eyes slips from his hands...
ANDERTON:
Oh, no...
Then the other one slips.
ANDERTON:
No... no... no...
He carefully avoids stepping on them as he awkwardly scoops
them up off the floor.
He then glances about, and now, holding one eye in each hand,
he very very very carefully holds them up to the EYEDENTISCAN
and prays...
After the world's longest beat, he gets CLEARED and quickly
drops his eyeballs back into the bag and enters the secured
area.
INT. ANDERTON'S OFFICE - DAY
As Fletcher comes into the room.
WITWER:
Take a look.
He moves aside so Fletcher can see the screen.
WITWER:
There are two others in the room
besides Anderton and Crow.
FLETCHER:
Two?
He indicates the face in the sunglasses...
WITWER:
There's the man in sunglasses
outside the window... here... but
there's someone else... here... in
the mirror.
Witwer begins enhancing THE FACE IN THE MIRROR...
As Anderton enters the room and closes the door behind him.
The room is full of pipes and tanks full of liquid. We hear
A LOW HUM as Anderton makes his way through the room...
He stops at a thick glass window and we realize he's looking
into THE PRECOG TANK from below. A series OF PIPES RUN INTO
THE TANK. A DOOR is beside the window. Another EYEscan...
He once more takes out the black plastic bag...
INT. ANDERTON'S OFFICE - DAY
As the FACE IN THE MIRROR comes into sharper focus now...
FLETCHER:
It's definitely female...
As Anderton comes through the door. He starts to drag
Wally's desk over to barricade it...
WALLY (O.S.)
Hey!
Anderton turns, sees Wally coming over now. A look on his
face...
WALLY:
What're you doing in here? I'm
afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to
leave...
Anderton ignores him, puts a screwdriver in his mouth and
jumps up and grabs a light fixture near the door, then pulls
himself up like a gymnast. Wally is taken aback at the
strength of the "old man..."
WALLY:
Careful there, old timer, you're
gonna hurt yourself...
Anderton takes the screwdriver and jams the sliding-door
mechanism with it, then jumps down beside Wally.
ANDERTON:
Wally, listen to me...
WALLY:
Do I know you? Who are you?
Anderton touches his face, realizes it's still sagging, old
looking. He grabs Wally by the shirt...
ANDERTON:
I like you, Wally, so I'm not gonna
kick you, or hit you with anything,
but only if you promise to help
me...
WALLY:
(beat)
Oh... Hi, John.
INT. ANDERTON'S OFFICE - DAY
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