Minority Report Page #6

Anderton reaches into his sock and takes out some CASH.

Lycon takes out his own, much filthier sock and reaches

inside. He pulls out a handful of tiny BLACK INHALERS and

holds a few of them out to Anderton who hesitates, then takes

them.

LYCON:

Sweet dreams, Chief.

"Chief". Anderton turns and looks at the Dealer.

LYCON:

Oh, don't worry none, your secret's

safe with me.

After all, you gonna be The Big

Boss soon enough, be nice to have a

little juice on my side.

ANDERTON:

What makes you say I'm gonna be the

boss?

LYCON:

You're the perfect man for the job.

It's like my Daddy used to say, "In

the land of the blind..."

Lycon leans forward and the moonlight catches his face, and

we see that BOTH OF HIS EYES ARE GONE FROM THEIR SOCKETS.

LYCON:

"The one eyed-man is King".

Lycon starts to laugh. Anderton watches him a moment, then

turns and jogs off into the wet night.

INT. ANDERTON'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Dark. Rain falls on the towers and pavilions of the inner

city that fill the large windows. The front door opens and

Anderton comes inside. When he turns on a light, we see the

place is a complete mess.

Trash and black INHALERS litter the floor. Clothing is

strewn about. In the kitchen, cupboards, even the

refrigerator door have been left open. You might think the

place has been burglarized, but it's just the way he left it.

Anderton walks past a bedroom -- an airplane bed and toys on

the floor tell us this was once a kid's room. He continues

on to...

HIS BEDROOM:

Where he peels off his sweatshirt, then moves to the bed and

sticks the old .45 back under the pillow it came from.

On the nightstand, are piles of NEWS CLIPPINGS, all of them

with headlines like "BOY MISSING ELEVEN YEARS RETURNS HOME!"

Or "FAMILY FIGHTS TO CLONE DEAD CHILD" or "GIRL RESCUED FROM

KIDNAPPERS AFTER TWO YEAR ORDEAL".

Anderton grabs a BLACK INHALER from atop one of the clippings

and shakes it, sees that there's still something in it. He

takes it, goes into...

THE SOLARIUM:

Anderton moves to a COMPUTER and types in an entry. All at

once, the room begins to fill with HOLOGRAPHIC IMAGES of his

son, SEAN. The images are ghostlike, not solid; created by a

dozen LASER PROJECTORS placed around the room.

The scenes themselves are "stolen" from birthday parties,

outings and vacations from a life that's somehow no more.

In one of them, his son Sean (age 2), playing with toys on

the floor with LARA, Anderton's ex-wife. Anderton looks at

Lara a moment, reaching out to her when we hear...

SEAN:

Daddy!

Anderton looks to a HOLOGRAM where Sean (age 4) is throwing a

Frisbee on a beach. The hologram-Sean looks up in Anderton's

general direction as he throws...

SEAN:

Catch!

And the Frisbee sails right through Anderton. He takes a

deep hit off the inhaler and then looks around the room.

ANDERTON'S POV

As the images GRADUALLY BEGIN TO FILL IN. LOOK REAL.

SEAN:

Hi, Daddy...

Anderton moves to one of the images in the middle of the room

and crouches down in front of it.

ANDERTON:

Hi, Sean. How was your day?

And then the image cuts to Sean (age 6) holding a soccer

ball...

SEAN:

I scored a goal!

ANDERTON:

That's great.

And now the IMAGE JUMPS and we see Sean (age 4) at a younger

age...

SEAN:

I raced mommy!

And we see LARA, smiling beside him on a beach. Anderton

looks at Lara a moment, then...

SEAN:

I won!

ANDERTON:

What a big boy. How old are you?

The image JUMPS and we see Sean (age 6)...

SEAN:

I want pizza!

Wrong answer. Anderton frowns, goes over to the computer,

starts searching through the images. He stops when he sees

one of Sean at age 4, at a birthday party, holding up four

fingers. He then walks back to the image...

ANDERTON:

(tries again)

How old are you, Sean?

And now the holo-image JUMPS so that it's the same as the one

we just saw on the computer. SEAN HOLDS UP FOUR FINGERS.

ANDERTON:

Four. Wow. What a big boy.

(then)

I love you, Sean.

SEAN:

(age 2)

I love you, too!

(age 4)

I love you daddy.

(age 6)

Love ya, dad.

Anderton sits down on the floor beside the image and takes

another hit off the inhaler. He then lies back and watches

his "son" as we now...

FADE OUT.

VINCENT NASH (V.O.)

On the eve of a national referendum

that will make all of our citizens

safe from violent crime...

FADE IN:

INT. ANDERTON'S APARTMENT - MORNING

As Anderton opens an eye, looks off AT A CLOCK TV that shows

the image of L. VINCENT NASH, U.S. Attorney General as he

addresses a press conference at Precrime...

NASH:

... it's the responsibility of the

Justice Department to fully review

and inspect the Precrime system.

Anderton sits up, looks at the screen. To his horror, he

sees WITWER sitting at a long table beside Nash with LAMAR

BURGESS sitting on the other side. The chair next to Burgess

EMPTY...

ANDERTON:

Sh*t --

Anderton jumps to his feet, begins ripping off his sweats and

getting dressed as fast as he can. He grabs his shirt off

the answering machine...

SYNTH VOICE:

You have twelve messages.

BURGESS' VOICE

John? Where the hell are you?

Anderton sits on the bed and starts pulling on his boots.

BURGESS:

Speaking on behalf of Precrime, I'd

just like to say that we welcome

any review by Attorney General Nash

and his team, although I must say

I'm somewhat baffled by their

timing.

Anderton grabs his coat, pulls his .45 out from under the

pillow and tucks it away behind his back.

BURGESS:

In the six years we've been

conducting our little experiment

there hasn't been a single murder

in the District.

Anderton opens the door and gets RIGHT INTO HIS VEHICLE.

It's there IN THE WALL. He sits down, closes the door and

the VEHICLE DROPS FROM SIGHT.

EXT. PRECRIME - DAY

As Anderton runs across the busy quad to the entrance of the

building.

BURGESS (V.O.)

So I'm sure I speak for Chief

Anderton who's on assignment, that

we plan to do everything we can to

help our good friends and

colleagues at the Justice

Department...

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