Out of Sight Page #19

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KAREN:

You know that Sig .380 you took was my

favourite. My father gave it to me.

As he kisses her on the neck.

KAREN (CONT'D)

What were you gonna do with me?

FOLEY:

I don't know. I hadn't worked that

part out yet. All I knew was that I

liked you, and I didn't want to leave

you there, never see you again.

KAREN:

You waved to me in the elevator.

She's loosening his tie, unbuttoning his shirt.

FOLEY:

I wasn't sure you caught that.

KAREN:

I couldn't believe it. I was thinking

of you by then, a lot, wondering what

it would be like if we did meet. Like

if we could take a time-out...

FOLEY:

Really? I was thinking the same thing.

If we could call time and get together

for a while.

They look at each other a moment.

FOLEY (CONT'D)

You know I saw you on the street.

KAREN:

Where?

FOLEY:

Outside Adele's.

He starts to kiss her again, but--

KAREN:

You were going to see her?

FOLEY:

To warn her about Chino.

KAREN:

So she did help you?

FOLEY:

I don't think we should get into that.

KAREN:

No, you're right. Or Buddy. I won't

ask if he's with you or what you're

doing here in Detroit. Or if you've

run into Glenn Michaels yet.

FOLEY:

Don't talk like that, okay? You scare

me.

And he moves to kiss her, but she stands up, holds out her hand.

KAREN:

Come on.

He gets up and she leads him across the room...

INT. BEDROOM - SAME

Jack sits on the bed to take off his shoes, stands up to

take off his pants.

KAREN:

Are you gonna leave your tie on?

He looks at her, down to her bra and panties, watches as she

gets out of the rest of her clothes and comes over to him,

standing close to help him with the tie...

FOLEY:

My God, look at you.

When her clothes are off, she loops the tie around his neck

again and then as she turns off the light...

She kisses him. He sits down on the bed, drawing her back with

him, the only light now coming from the sitting room.

FOLEY (CONT'D)

You having fun?

She smiles and then they start to make love as we then...

FADE OUT.

CUT TO:
KAREN

Eyes open, serious now.

REVEAL:

She's lying in Jack's arms. She looks at him a moment, then

moves away from him to sit up and swing her legs off the bed.

FOLEY:

You coming back?

KAREN:

I'm just going to the bathroom.

She gets up and crosses the room to the bathroom and closes the

door. Foley picks up his Zippo off the night table.

INT. BATHROOM - SAME

She comes in. Looks at herself in the mirror. Suddenly

feels self-conscious. She grabs a bathrobe off the door.

INT. BEDROOM - SAME

Foley lies there, fiddling with the Zippo, staring up at the

ceiling. She comes out again and stands looking down at him.

KAREN:

I want you to know something. I wasn't

looking for just a f***, if that's

what you're thinking.

FOLEY:

Why are you mad?

KAREN:

Or I did it for some kind of kinky

thrill. Score with a bank robber the

way some women go for rough trade.

FOLEY:

What about my motive? Now I can say I

f***ed a US Marshal. You think I

will?

KAREN:

I don't know.

He raises the covers, but she just stands there.

FOLEY:

I know of a guy he goes in the bank

holding a bottle he says is

nitroglycerin. He scores some cash

off a teller, he's on his way out when

he drops the bottle. It shatters on

the tile floor, he slips in the stuff,

cracks his head and they've got him.

The nitro was canola oil. I know more

f***ed-up bank robbers than ones that

know what they're doing. I doubt one

in ten can tell a dye pack when he

sees one. Most bank robbers are f***ing

morons. To go to bed with a bank robber

for kinky thrills, as you say, you'd

have to be as dumb as they are. I

know you're not dumb, so why would I

think that? Why would you think I

might think that?

She comes over and sits down on the bed.

KAREN:

You're not dumb.

FOLEY:

I don't know about that. You can't do

three falls and think you have much of

a brain.

They lie there for a few moments, Karen watching him. He senses

this, looks at her...

FOLEY (CONT'D)

You getting serious on me now?

KAREN:

I'm trying not to. I just wanna know

what's gonna happen.

FOLEY:

(beat)

You know.

And he kisses her.

EXT. DETROIT - DAY

The sun is out. The snow has stopped falling. A white blanket

covers everything.

INT. KAREN'S HOTEL ROOM - SAME

Karen opens her eyes, wakes up. She closes them again, lies

on her side, but doesn't move for a moment. Then...

KAREN:

Oh, for Christ sake, grow up.

She opens her eyes and rolls on to her back. She turns her head:

Foley's gone. She gets out of bed.

INT. SITTING ROOM - SAME

Karen comes into the room tying her robe. She looks at the

coffee table where...

Something wrapped in a napkin lies by the half-empty bottle and

the ice bucket. She picks it up and slowly unfolds the "gift"

from Foley:
Her Sig-Sauer .38.

INT. FOLEY'S HOTEL ROOM - DAY

Buddy stands at the window looking out as Foley -- in his

underwear -- sits at the table reading the newspaper, a room-

service breakfast, a bottle of Jim Beam close by.

BUDDY:

It took you, what, seven hours to buy

a pair of shoes?

FOLEY:

I saw Karen Sisco.

Buddy turns to him.

BUDDY:

And she saw you?

FOLEY:

Yes, she did.

BUDDY:

So how's that work, a wanted felon

socializing with a U.S. Marshal?

FOLEY:

You know how I felt about her.

BUDDY:

Did you give her a jump? If you did I

might begin to understand where your

head's at.

FOLEY:

It wasn't about getting laid. I just

wanted to know what might've happened

if things were different.

BUDDY:

You find out?

FOLEY:

Yeah, I did.

Buddy watches Foley pour a shot of Jim Beam in his coffee.

BUDDY:

So what's that mean? That you're

disappointed by what you found or you're

sorry you robbed all those banks?

FOLEY:

I don't know.

INT. KAREN'S HOTEL ROOM - DAY

Karen sits there staring at a Wild Turkey bottle, a couple of

glasses. She reaches for the phone, dials. A moment later, we

hear MARSHALL SISCO'S ANSWERING MACHINE and she hangs up.

INT. STATE THEATER - NIGHT

A ring set up on stage. Men hang out on the side. Where movie

seats used to be are rows of round nightclub tables; a row of

them on each of four levels rising a step at a time up through

the theatre to the bar. Rap music booms out of speakers as

fighters are announced.

Everyone in here is black except for Glenn and White Boy Bob

who sit at a table in the front row while Maurice in a dude

black felt cap set on his head just right and shades walks along

the apron of the stage.

MAURICE:

Stick and jab, stick and jab!

White Boy Bob throws down a beer and gives Glenn's shoulder a jab.

WHITE BOY BOB:

You drink like a girl.

White Boy looks around to see if there are any other morons

sitting nearby who think it's funny. Kenneth comes through for

his pal and laughs.

INT. THEATER - SAME

As Karen walks through the bar, pauses as she sees Glenn sitting

with White Boy and Kenneth. She steps back into the shadows as

Glenn glances anxiously about.

ON GLENN:

As he pushes his chair back.

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