Minority Report Page #27

RUFUS:

We got it all here. We got guys

come in, want to experience sex as

a woman. We got women come in,

want to get laid by their favorite

soap star. We got rape fantasies

from both sides. We got sports

fantasies. And then we got what I

call the "Look Ma, I can fly"

fantasies which encompass

everything from bungee jumping to

soaring like an eagle over the

Grand Canyon.

The nervous customer turns as we hear a MAN CRY OUT. He

looks in and sees a man flailing about on a cushion.

RUFUS:

Near Death's real popular right

now, which includes everything from

getting hit by a car, to falling

off a high building to plane

crashes. It's a big rush, you come

out the other side without a heart

attack.

CUSTOMER:

I wanna kill my boss.

RUFUS:

(unfazed)

Uh-huh. Okay. You got some images

I can work with?

CUSTOMER:

(holds out a disk)

Right here.

RUFUS:

Good. What I can do is set you up

down in the --

ANDERTON:

Rufus...

Rufus sees Anderton come in now with Agatha on his arm. He

turns back to the guy, says in a loud voice...

RUFUS:

Uh, yeah, being concert master of

the Philadelphia Symphony Orchestra

is one of our most popular

choices...

CUSTOMER:

No, I wanna kill my boss!

RUFUS:

Get the hell outta here. You sick

bastard.

He pushes the man away, sending him tripping for the door.

RUFUS:

Detective. Nice of you to come

down here.

(lowers his voice)

Seeing as every cop in the world is

looking for you right now. Jesus,

what's up with your eye?

ANDERTON:

I need your help.

RUFUS:

Well, hey, you didn't have to come

all the way down here. For you,

Chief, I make housecalls...

ANDERTON:

I need help with her.

RUFUS:

(just notices her)

Well, hello there, honey-pie.

Barely able to yet stand, Agatha is also too stunned by the

bizarre surroundings to even respond as Rufus takes her hand

and kisses it.

RUFUS:

I'm impressed, Anderton. You're on

the lam, but you still got the time

and energy to slice off a little

jerky for yourself.

ANDERTON:

Rufus. She's a precog.

RUFUS:

(looks at Agatha)

She's a precog?

ANDERTON:

That's right.

Rufus starts to laugh. Agatha looks at Anderton. Rufus

keeps on laughing... until he looks a little closer and

realizes --

RUFUS:

You brought a Precog -- HERE?

Jesus Christ...

And now Rufus looks at Agatha, a thought dawning and then

drops to his knees. He genuflects, looking up at her.

RUFUS:

Are you reading my mind right now?

ANDERTON:

Rufus, for Christ's sake, get up.

RUFUS:

I'm sorry for whatever I'm gonna

do! And I swear, I didn't do any

of the stuff I did!

Anderton hauls him to his feet.

ANDERTON:

She's got information inside of

her. I need you to get it out.

RUFUS:

No. No way. I wouldn't even know

where to begin!

(to Agatha)

Those thoughts about my cousin

Elena -- they were just thoughts.

I would never --

ANDERTON:

C'mon, Rufus, you've been busted

twice for felony hacking.

RUFUS:

So?

ANDERTON:

So now I need you to hack into her.

Rufus studies her a moment, then...

RUFUS:

I tell you what. I do this, I get

to keep whatever images I get from

her head.

ANDERTON:

They don't belong to anybody.

RUFUS:

(turns to go)

Then take her to Radio Shack.

Anderton grabs Rufus and throws him against the wall. Gets

right in Rufus' face... the one blown eye looking at him...

ANDERTON:

Do I look like I'm leaving?

INT. PRECRIME READY ROOM - DAY

As the precops get ready, ride the chairs up to the

hovership.

INT. HOVERSHIP - DAY

As Evanna gets ready to lift off, looks over as Witwer gets

in and sits IN ANDERTON'S SEAT. She gives him an icy look as

he starts to take out a piece of gum...

EVANNA:

No chewing gum on my ship.

INT. RUFUS RILEY'S BASEMENT - DAY

Agatha, hooked into some kind of LIGHT READER, sits in a

chair in the center of the room, surrounded by contraptions

of all kinds. Rufus paces around, checking connections.

RUFUS:

Okay, we're all set. I can't

promise you the images are gonna be

any good, though.

Suddenly, there's A FLOOD OF MURDER-IMAGES (similar in type

to the ones used upstairs in the cyber-parlor) beamed from

the projector to the center of the room.

RUFUS:

Good God...

Dozens of murders happening all around them. Agatha begins

twitching. The images shake, distort, go fuzzy, then clear

again. It's a rapid-fire display of all the murder and

mayhem that Agatha has been privy to, including the last

image of the STEEL BEAM CRUSHING YOUNG NATHAN.

RUFUS:

(watching)

You know what, Chief? On second

thought I don't think I wanna keep

any of these --

But now we see ANDERTON BLOW LEO CROW through a window.

ANDERTON:

Stop --

RUFUS:

Tell me how.

Rufus tries in vain to work the equipment. THE IMAGES RUN ON

and now we see THE FACE WEARING SUNGLASSES. The number 9

turning into the number 6.

PROJECTED CROW:

You're not going to kill me...

PROJECTED ANDERTON

Good-bye, Crow.

ANDERTON:

Rufus -- can you record this?!

Rufus moves to the computer as now we see Crow at the window,

the face with the sunglasses behind him as he wrestles with

the gun that ANDERTON holds.

The real Anderton walks up to his projection, amazed to see

his likeness frozen there, doing something he can't imagine.

He watches as the image jumps and once more Crow is blown out

the window. Then we see nothing.

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