Minority Report Page #31

ANDERTON:

What the f*** is going on?

Suddenly Crow steps forward, grabs the muzzle of Anderton's

gun, holds it up to his own chest. Agatha's eyes roll, she

holds onto the table for support...

AGATHA:

Anderton --

CROW:

Kill me!

Anderton tries to pull the gun away, but Crow hangs on.

ANDERTON:

What about the picture --

CROW:

Fake. He gave it to me. Now --

(pulling on the gun)

-- shoot me, Goddammit, before I

lose my nerve!

ANDERTON:

(pulls the gun back)

Tell me, who was it, set this up?

CROW:

If I tell you, my family gets

nothing.

ANDERTON:

Who made you do this?

CROW:

(pulls the gun)

Kill me!

ANDERTON:

Tell me!

Anderton looks at Crow who holds the gun muzzle tight to his

chest, his eyes imploring Anderton to pull the trigger.

ANDERTON:

Let go of the gun.

CROW:

You're not gonna kill me...

ANDERTON:

Good-bye, Crow.

Anderton turns to go, but Crow hold onto the muzzle --

CROW:

Anderton! Wait -- don't --

Crow yanks on the gun, making Anderton pull the trigger. We

hear a loud BOOM and Anderton turns, sees Crow holding the

gun to his own exploded chest.

ANDERTON:

Jesus --

Crow looks at Anderton, a stupid look on his face. He

stumbles backwards towards the window. Anderton moves

forward and reaches for his shirt as...

AGATHA:

NO!

... now she turns away, framed in the mirror, as Crow falls

through the glass window.

Anderton stands there frozen a moment, unable to move or

think. We HEAR SOMEONE SCREAM O.S. Anderton looks across

the way, sees everyone in the building across the street

watching him. Agatha takes him by the arm...

AGATHA:

Go...

Anderton grabs Agatha and runs out of the room.

INT. HALLWAY - DAY

As People stick their heads out of their doors and WHISPER as

Agatha leads a stunned Anderton down the hall.

A WOMAN watches them go, then moves to the doorway, and peers

into the room, sees the broken window through the doorway...

WOMAN:

Murder!

EXT. HOTEL - DAY

As they come outside, quickly move past where Crow's body

lies crumpled half-on and half-off the roof of the CRANE.

Gawkers stand around stunned, staring at the body until the

WOMAN sticks her head out of the WINDOW above and SCREAMS:

WOMAN:

MURDER!

And now everybody's whispering...

DIFFERENT VOICES

Murder!!!

Agatha leads Anderton around the back of the building.

INT. PRECRIME HOVERSHIP - DAY

As the ship comes over the roof of the hotel, Witwer looks

down at the billboard sitting there, and then, as they move

past the edge of the roof, he sees the crane with the body of

Leo Crow on top.

EXT. HOTEL - DAY

Other COPS keep the crowd back as the ship lands in the

middle of the street and the team disperses. Witwer goes

straight to the body. He looks up at the broken window in

the hotel.

INT. CROW'S HOTEL ROOM - DAY

As Witwer moves around the room. He looks at the Polaroids

on the bed, spots the one of Sean and freezes. As Anderton

did, he sits down on the bed. He notices something on the

floor by the window and moves to it. He slowly bends down

and picks up Anderton's .45.

FLETCHER:

First murder in six years.

Witwer looks up at Fletcher standing in the doorway, looking

around at the room.

FLETCHER:

Jesus, they're never wrong, are

they?

Witwer looks at Fletcher a moment.

WITWER:

There a maid in this hotel?

FLETCHER:

I don't know, why?

WITWER:

If you were a child killer, you

took these pictures, would you

leave them out on the bed for

anyone to find?

FLETCHER:

They could have been put away.

Anderton could have found them.

WITWER:

(beat)

What kind of cop were you before

this?

FLETCHER:

I was a Treasury Agent for eight

years. Why?

WITWER:

Treasury... Then this would be your

first actual murder scene.

Fletcher nods, watches as Witwer looks around the room.

WITWER:

I worked homicide before I went

federal.

(indicates the room)

This is what we would've called an

"orgy of evidence".

(then)

Do you know how many orgies I had

as a homicide copy, Gordon?

FLETCHER:

How many?

WITWER:

None.

(looks at the room)

This was arranged.

INSERT - A PHOTOGRAPH OF A CHILD

Slowly developing, floating in solution. We HEAR A PHONE

RING. And...

WIDEN TO REVEAL:
A DARK ROOM

Lara Anderton working under the red light. She watches the

photo develop a moment, drops it into the stop-bath and

answers the phone...

ANDERTON'S VOICE

Crow is dead.

She goes stiff.

LARA:

John?

ANDERTON'S VOICE

He's dead, Lara.

LARA:

(beat)

Oh, God, what did you do?

ANDERTON'S VOICE

Nothing. I didn't kill him.

LARA:

Then how did he --

ANDERTON'S VOICE

Lara, I don't know why this is

happening. I just know they're

setting me up. I can't trust

anybody. I don't know who to talk

to or where to go...

(then)

Lara? Are you there?

She stands there a moment, staring at the image...

LARA:

Yes, I'm here, John.

EXT. COASTAL HIGHWAY - DAY

Anderton stands outside the Lexus, talking on the phone. He

looks off towards the water...

LARA'S VOICE

I'm right here.

EXT. CHESAPEAKE BAY - DAY

As the Lexus moves along the coast.

INT. LEXUS - DAY

Agatha stares out the window at the bay. She looks pale,

weak. Anderton's jacket is folded over her.

AGATHA:

Can you see? So beautiful...

She looks at him.

AGATHA:

Where are we going?

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