Minority Report Page #29
Anderton and Agatha walk past a LARGE METAL GATE, she stops.
Knott slows down ahead of them, starts to look this way and
that. Anderton starts to back away...
ANDERTON:
Agatha...
AGATHA:
Wait.
WE HEAR A BELL RING and suddenly the GATE OPENS, and a beat
later, KIDS SWARM OUT OF A SCHOOL. Knott turns around, is
about to spot them when...
AGATHA:
Can you see his shoe?
In front of them one of the kids trips OVER HIS SHOE LACES.
AGATHA:
Tie his shoe.
Anderton drops down to help him, Agatha does the same so
that...
Knott sees nothing but A SWARM OF KIDS.
KNOTT:
(into his radio)
He's not here. I'll check one
block east.
Knott moves off across the street. Anderton smiles at the
kid as he helps him with his shoe...
ANDERTON:
Here you go, buddy...
KID:
I can do it myself!
Anderton finishes tying the kid's shoe, stays low as a
TEACHER ushers the kids off, REVEALING: PART OF A GIANT FACE
WEARING SUNGLASSES.
Anderton slowly stands up, looks at A BILLBOARD, spinning in
the wind as it's hoisted upward by a GIANT CRANE, it SPINS
AROUND, we see that it's for REVO -- on it is A HUGE GRINNING
FACE WEARING SUNGLASSES. Anderton turns and looks at...
AN OLD HOTEL:
A dozen stories up, WORKMEN motion for the CRANE OPERATOR to
hold up as they continue to get the steel frame prepared.
ANDERTON:
Agatha. Can you see that?
Anderton looks at Agatha, she's looking away.
ANDERTON:
That's the man in the window.
He looks at his watch. COUNTING DOWN: EIGHTEEN MINUTES.
INT. RUFUS' CYBER PARLOR - DAY
As Witwer looks at the equipment, turns to Rufus.
WITWER:
What was he looking for?
EXT. STREET - DAY
As Anderton takes Agatha by the arm, but she stays put.
AGATHA:
Don't go inside.
He looks at her.
AGATHA:
You don't have to.
(then)
Walk away.
He looks at her, then turns and walks to the hotel. We see
THE BILLBOARD as it's hoisted up towards the hotel.
INT. RUFUS' CYBER PARLOR - DAY
As Witwer stands there looking at the Anne Lively murder.
Confused.
WITWER:
This is what he wanted to see?
RUFUS:
No... This is what she wanted him
to see.
WITWER:
(watches, then)
I'll need a copy of this.
INT. HOTEL - DAY
Once grand, now pretty much a flophouse. The skinny and
skagged-out CLERK looks up from the tattoo magazine as
Anderton walks to the desk and looks around...
CLERK:
Room's are ninety-five a night plus
tax.
(regarding Agatha)
Or fifteen an hour.
ANDERTON:
You mind if I take a look at your
register?
CLERK:
Yeah, I mind --
The guy starts to get up and Anderton pulls his gun, puts the
muzzle in the guy's eye.
ANDERTON:
How about now?
He spins the register around so that Anderton can read it.
CLERK:
Help yourself.
Anderton looks at the register...
ON THE REGISTER:
As Anderton runs the BARREL OF THE GUN down the inky list of
names scrawled in the book. Most of them Smith or Jones. He
stops when he gets to L. CROW.
ANDERTON:
He's here.
AGATHA:
Anderton, leave.
He looks at her.
AGATHA:
You have a choice. Walk away.
(holds out her hand)
Right now.
He stands there a moment, torn. He starts to close the
register and follow her to the door. But then he stops,
takes his hand back.
ANDERTON:
I can't. I have to know.
AGATHA:
Please --
ANDERTON:
I have to find out what happened to
my life.
(then)
Agatha. I'm not going to kill the
man. I don't even know him.
She looks frightened.
ANDERTON:
Don't you understand, going
upstairs is the only way I'll ever
find out what's underneath all of
this. Who's setting me up.
(then)
I have to know.
Anderton turns to the clerk.
ANDERTON:
What room's Crow in?
CLERK:
Ten-o-six.
Anderton and Agatha ride up. The elevator looks out at the
other buildings, people working in offices across the way.
Anderton looks at his watch: COUNTING DOWN ELEVEN MINUTES.
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
Anderton and Agatha walk up the hall, stopping at a door
marked 1006. Anderton knocks. No answer. He tries the
door. It's open.
INT. ROOM - DAY
Anderton steps into the empty room, just a bed (made), a
night table and a dresser. He pulls out a drawer: it's
empty. Turns on the bathroom light -- no personal effects --
turns it off.
AGATHA:
He's gone.
Anderton stands in the room, thinking. He looks out the open
door into the hallway.
ANDERTON:
Wait a minute...
ANDERTON'S POV - THE ROOM ACROSS THE WAY
The number on the door to this room is also 1006.
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
Anderton steps into the hallway and looks at the door he just
came through. The "6" is lower than the other three numbers.
Now Agatha watches as Anderton reaches up and pivots the
number "6" into a "9", making the number now even with the
other three.
ANDERTON:
It's the wrong room.
He turns and looks across the hall at the real 1006. He
looks at his watch. COUNTING DOWN: EIGHT MINUTES...
AGATHA:
Anderton...
Anderton knocks on the door. No answer. Agatha recoils as
Anderton suddenly kicks the door open.
INT. THE REAL 1006 - DAY
Someone definitely lives in this room. The bed's unmade.
Clothes are strewn about, hanging from open drawers.
Anderton steps around a half-eaten meal that sits on the
floor.
He looks down and stares at a pile of POLAROID PHOTOGRAPHS
that sit on the dresser.
All of them are of CHILDREN. Some sitting on beds in hotel
rooms like this one, looking afraid. Others in parks and
schoolyards unaware that their picture was taken...
ANDERTON:
Jesus...
EXT. STREET - DAY
LEO CROW, the man we saw in the prevision, walks along the
sidewalk. He's unsteady, and keeps bumping into people. In
person we can see that the man's small, with countable wisps
of hair combed over one side of his head. His eyes are dark,
almost black, more insect-like than human.
INT. HOTEL ROOM - DAY
Anderton quickly rifles the stack of photographs. He
suddenly stops and stares at one of them. The impact of the
image makes his legs buckle, forcing him to sit down on the
bed.
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