Minority Report Page #25

As Witwer stops working, stares at the screen.

WITWER:

Who does that look like to you?

Fletcher can't make it out, shakes his head.

WITWER:

It's Agatha.

And now we see the image -- the ghost-like face of THE FEMALE

PRECOG in the mirror.

FLETCHER:

So this means --

Witwer stands up straight as he realizes what it means.

WITWER:

He's coming here to get her.

Witwer hits his comline...

WITWER:

Jad, ask the building who's come

and gone in the last couple of

hours...

INT. PRECOG TEMPLE - DAY

As Wally works the computer, Anderton looks up at the array

of horrifying images on the screens above.

ANDERTON:

Are these all of her previsions?

WALLY:

There's no way of knowing for sure.

She could've forgotten whatever it

is you're looking for...

INT. CORRIDOR - DAY

As Witwer moves along with Fletcher, Jad falling in.

JAD:

He was EYEdented five minutes ago

in the maintenance area.

WITWER:

There any way into the temple from

there?

Fletcher and Jad look at each other. Yes.

WITWER:

No alarms. We don't wanna lose

him. And call Wally. Tell him to

get out of there.

Jucket appears on Witwer's head up...

JUCKET:

Chief, we got video on someone

inside the temple.

WITWER:

What do you mean "Someone?"

JUCKET:

Looks like an old man.

INT. PRECOG TEMPLE - DAY

An anxious Anderton looks over at Wally. His face is

starting to tighten, regain it's regular shape and

characteristics.

ANDERTON:

Just go to the beginning!

WALLY:

Okay. Fine. Where the hell is

that?

And now we see JAD ON WALLY'S HEAD UP...

JAD:

Wally --

Anderton looks over...

JAD:

Leave the temple now.

WALLY:

Uh -- no can do there, Jad...

Anderton looks down at the female precog, she's suddenly

trashing about, trying to sit up...

ANDERTON:

What is it?

She reaches out and GRABS HIS ARM.

A LOW ANGLE - ANDERTON

As he looks down at Agatha, WE see every video screen on the

ceiling shows the SCREAMING FACE OF ANNE LIVELY. He slowly

looks up at them...

INT. PRECRIME ANALYTICAL ROOM - DAY

As Witwer, Jad and Fletcher push through the doors. Jucket

and Paymen, geared up, meet him.

PAYMEN:

He's inside.

JUCKET:

Got some kind of mask on.

They all look at the monitors. Knott and two others are all

in full gear.

KNOTT:

We got four guys on the other door.

WITWER:

Do not fire any weapons inside the

temple. Use only bindfoam or your

sick-sticks. We go on my count...

INT. PRECOG TEMPLE - DAY

Anderton looks at Agatha... who now opens her mouth and

speaks:

AGATHA:

Can you see?

She looks at Anderton, her eyes imploring him. He thinks a

moment, then starts to unhook all of the cables. We HEAR

WITWER AND HIS TEAM TRYING TO GET THROUGH THE JAMMED DOORS.

We hear as they finally BLOW THE MECHANISM, then...

WITWER (O.S.)

John -- move away from the tank!

Anderton looks over as the team starts to come in.

WITWER:

Move away from the tank!

Agatha looks past him up at AN ORANGE LEVER. Nods.

WITWER:

John --

Anderton throws the lever. Suddenly, a RUSH as the milk is

quickly flushed from the tank. Witwer and the team rush up

the steps as...

Witwer freezes, watches as the two male precogs flail about

the milk, strapped into their harnesses while Anderton and

Agatha are sucked out through a large drain.

WALLY:

Oh, God...

Wally, crying now, lifts Agatha's empty restraints and stares

at it.

WALLY:

They've never been separated

before.

WITWER:

What does he want with a precog?

WALLY:

What do you think? So he can kill

whoever he wants to without anyone

knowing about it.

WITWER:

But there's still the other two.

Wally doesn't say anything, just weeps over the tank.

WITWER:

Wally, the other two can still

function, right?

WALLY:

You don't understand... they're a

hive mind. It takes all three for

their predictive abilities to work.

WITWER:

(incredulous)

Are you telling me they can't see

murders anymore?

WALLY:

Maybe if he'd taken one of the

males. But the female, she's the

key. She's the one they listen to,

the one with the most talent. The

one who takes care of the other

two.

WITWER:

(staring at the remaining

two)

Jesus...

WITWER:

(tears in his eyes)

Please, bring her back.

EXT. ALLEY - DAY

As Anderton, the Precog in his arms, both of them soaked,

runs to where THE LEXUS is parked.

INT. PRECRIME ANALYTICAL ROOM - DAY

As Fletcher barks into his heads up --

FLETCHER:

Find out where that pipe leads -- I

want every team underground now!

They look to where Witwer stares at the PREVISION SCREEN.

WITWER:

It doesn't matter. He wins.

FLETCHER:

We can stop him.

WITWER:

She's in the room with him when he

kills Crow.

(then)

She's already a part of his future.

And now everybody looks at the image, the ghost-like face of

Agatha in the mirror, watching John Anderton shoot a man

named Leo Crow.

WITWER:

(as he walks out)

Put everything you've got into

finding that room and we stop a

murder.

(to Jad)

How much time have we got?

INSERT WATCH:

As it COUNTS DOWN TO FIFTY-ONE MINUTES. SHADOWS pass over

it...

REVEAL:
INT. LEXUS - MOVING - DAY

As Anderton looks at his watch, then out the window...

EXT. INNER CITY - DAY

As Anderton's vehicle moves past the more downtrodden segment

of the D.C. population. Agatha sits low in the seat, so that

just her eyes peer out of the window at the world around her.

INT. LEXUS - DAY

Anderton looks over at the Precog, staring out the window at

the unfamiliar rush of humanity all around her. She SHIVERS.

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