Out of Sight Page #10

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She closes the glass door, so that they won't hear her.

KAREN:

How'd you get this number?

FOLEY:

Who was it answered the phone?

KAREN:

None of your business.

FOLEY:

I'm just worried maybe I'm not old

enough for you.

KAREN:

That's my dad.

FOLEY:

Really. He has a cop's face.

KAREN:

How do you know? Wait-- you have my

wallet.

FOLEY:

And your gun.

KAREN:

Think I could have them back?

FOLEY:

How do we do that?

KAREN:

Let's see. You could come on by my

dad's place, drop 'em off.

FOLEY:

Sure. I'll just leave 'em with the

S.W.A.T. guy answers the door.

Foley stops flipping through the magazine, stares at what he's

been looking for: an ad for Defiance perfume.

KAREN:

There's a guy here on the task force

right now. Maybe I should put him on

the phone, let you two work it out.

FOLEY:

You won't do that.

KAREN:

Why not?

FOLEY:

Because you're having too much fun.

She doesn't know what to say to that. Foley smells the ad.

INSIDE THE HOUSE

MARSHALL:

...She fixes him pork chops and rice,

the next thing you know they're making

love on the sofa. She says he was

very gentle.

RAY:

I spoke to her. The guy told her he

missed his little girl and she felt

sorry for him.

MARSHALL:

That's how you score now?

ON THE PATIO:

Karen looks inside at her father talking with Ray Nicolet.

KAREN:

My dad's retired. He was a Private

Investigator. Forty years. I used to

work for him.

FOLEY:

I can just picture that, a cute girl

like you following slip-and-fall and

whiplash cheaters.

KAREN:

Something I've been wondering, what

ever happened to your Uncle Cully?

FOLEY:

Why? You think he might tell you where

I am?

KAREN:

Unless you wanna tell me.

FOLEY:

He's dead. He did twenty-seven years

before he came out and died not too

long after in Charity Hospital, I think

trying to make up for all the good

times he'd missed.

(then)

That's not gonna be me.

KAREN:

One last score, that the idea? Move

to some island.

FOLEY:

I'm partial to mountains myself. But

if you like islands, we'll make it an

island.

KAREN:

Whatta you mean we'll make it an island?

FOLEY:

I just thought maybe you and me could--

Buddy opens the door, sticks his head out, startles Foley.

BUDDY:

Who you talking to?

KAREN:

Is that Buddy?

Foley's caught off guard, hangs up the phone. He looks at Buddy.

FOLEY:

What?!

BUDDY:

You better come see this.

INT. MARSHALL'S CONDO - DAY

As Karen stands on the balcony another moment, then hangs up,

opens the sliding door and walks back into the living room.

RAY:

The woman also said he stole her

husband's gun, a twenty-two pistol,

and some of his clothes.

MARSHALL:

So the woman's married. She goes to

bed with this prison escapee because

he misses his little girl and then

tells the world about it. But you

don't reveal her name, you protect

her. It sounds like you're saying

it's okay as long as her husband doesn't

find out about it. Like the guy who

cheats on his wife, saying what she

doesn't know won't hurt her.

KAREN:

Dad.

He looks over at her now. Gives her an innocent look.

MARSHALL:

What?

INT. BUDDY'S APARTMENT - DAY

As Foley and Buddy watch a news report on the earlier events at

the hobo camp. We catch a glimpse of RAY NICOLET, GUN IN HIS

WAISTBAND, STICKING HIS CHEST OUT FOR THE CAMERA.

Foley shakes his head as they show a shot of Lulu's body covered

with a sheet.

FOLEY:

Chino's gonna wanna talk to me.

BUDDY:

He's running for his life, he doesn't

give a sh*t about you.

FOLEY:

He's gotta know by now that I gave him

up back at Glades. He does, he's gonna

try to find me. Maybe go see Adele,

see what she knows.

BUDDY:

He knows where she lives?

Foley doesn't answer. Buddy mutes the set. Turns to Foley.

BUDDY (CONT'D)

Jack?

FOLEY:

We were talking one time, drinking

rum. I may've mentioned Adele, how

she worked for a magician. Chino got

interested. He's like, Yeah? How

does he saw the woman in half? He

wanted to meet her. Or get a look at

her if she ever came to visit.

BUDDY:

So call her up. Tell her don't talk

to any Cubans.

FOLEY:

Her phone's probably tapped.

BUDDY:

And you know they're gonna have some

people watching the hotel.

FOLEY:

Sh*t.

EXT. MARSHALL SISCO'S BOAT - DAY

Karen stands there with her car keys and purse as Marshall paints

the trim on the boat.

MARSHALL:

Remember, pay attention to how she

talks about Foley, her tone. Do it

right, she'll tell you things she

wouldn't tell Burdon. Tell her you

think he's a nice guy. No, first tell

her about being in the trunk with him,

in the dark for half an hour, and see

how she takes it. If she's in on it,

what does she get for all the

aggravation; cops breathing on her? I

bet nothing. So she still likes him

enough to stick her neck out. You

think that's possible? What kind of

guy is he?

KAREN:

He's pretty laid back, confident.

MARSHALL:

He remind you of that guy, Tillman?

KAREN:

Not at all.

MARSHALL:

But you know he's dirty and you still

wanna see him again.

KAREN:

I want to bust his ass, put him in

shackles.

MARSHALL:

Maybe. But you're also curious about

the man. Twice last night you asked

your married boyfriend Nicolet about

him. You were concerned, but you didn't

want to show it.

KAREN:

My married boyfriend - setting him up

with that news story so you could talk

about infidelity. I couldn't believe

it.

MARSHALL:

You like the wild ones, don't you?

Tillman, Nicolet and now Foley. You

know, I've always said there's a thin

line between the cowboy cops and the

armed robbers, all those guys that

love to pack.

KAREN:

Foley kidnapped me.

MARSHALL:

Yeah, but you talked all the way from

GCI to the turnpike. It sounds more

like a first date than a kidnapping.

She gives him a look. He goes back to his painting.

MARSHALL (CONT'D)

Go talk to the ex-wife.

INT. ADELE DELISI'S APARTMENT - DAY

As Adele comes in, drops a stack of her cards on the glass-topped

dining table and turns on the window air-conditioner when THE

PHONE RINGS. She grabs it...

ADELE:

Hi, this is Adele speaking.

EXT. PAYPHONE - DAY

Adele's neighbourhood. Near the beach. Chino on the phone. He

wears a painter's cap and a white jumpsuit...

CHINO:

Oh, is this Adele?

ADELE (PHONE)

Yes, it is.

CHINO:

Uh-- sorry. Wrong number.

He hangs up, glances about, then checks the little .22 stuck in

one of his pockets. As he then starts off down the street, we

can see the name "COLOR MY WORLD HOUSEPAINTING" on the back of

the jumpsuit.

INT. BUDDY'S CAR - DAY

Buddy drives. Foley -- in a bright orange and ochre beach outfit --

is beside him. Buddy looks at him, shakes his head.

BUDDY:

Nice disguise.

FOLEY:

I'm a tourist.

BUDDY:

You at least bring the gun?

FOLEY:

(lifts straw bag)

In here with my suntan lotion and beach

towel.

(points)

That's her place.

As they drive past, Buddy indicates a MAN on the steps out front,

obviously FBI...

BUDDY:

There. You see the guy sitting on the

porch? The old ladies and one guy?

You know they'll have a couple more in

a car somewhere.

FOLEY:

(watching something

else)

Uh-huh...

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