Out of Sight Page #24

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He raises the guns hip-high and we hear sounds behind Karen,

but she's quick to raise her hand, though she doesn't turn or

look around.

KAREN:

Don't do this. Please.

They stand there staring at each other.

FOLEY:

No more time outs.

He raises the guns. She sadly shakes her head.

KAREN:

You win, Jack.

She fires and he falls to the staircase, dropping the guns,

grabbing hold of his right thigh. And now Cruz and several

other cops enter... Karen motions them to stop...

CRUZ:

Karen, I told you not to--

KAREN:

Wait, I know him --okay?

She goes up the staircase to where Foley is lying and gently

lifts the ski mask and looks at his sad eyes.

KAREN (CONT'D)

I'm sorry, Jack, but I can't shoot

you.

FOLEY:

You just did, for Christ sake.

KAREN:

You know what I mean.

She glances about, makes sure no one can hear, then leans closer

to him.

KAREN (CONT'D)

I wish things were different. I'm

sorry, Jack.

Foley looks like he's in pain. He watches as she walks back

down the stairs. As a couple of uniform cops rush past her and

pick up Foley, a shaky Ripley staggers into the foyer.

MIDGE:

Richard!

She comes running down the stairs into his arms. They embrace.

He looks at Foley over her shoulder...

RIPLEY:

(sympathetic)

Listen, Jack...

(but then)

What'd you do with my diamonds?

Foley just looks at him.

EXT. BUSY STREET - NIGHT

As Buddy pulls the van into an alley. He jumps out, jogs back

to the street and hails a cab...

INT. CAB - SAME

Buddy suddenly gets in, bangs on the bulletproof glass.

BUDDY:

The airport.

The cab pulls away. Buddy glances up front, then pulls the

Ziploc bag from his coat and holds it up. There's a bit of

water in along with the diamonds. A tiny fish swims in the

water. Something about this makes Buddy smile as we...

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. KAREN'S HOTEL - MORNING

The sun is out. The sky is clear.

KAREN (VO)

They don't know yet if they want to

bring him up on the homicides.

INT. KAREN'S HOTEL ROOM - MORNING

Karen on the phone. Her suitcase on the bed.

KAREN:

I doubt if they will. The Bureau's

put a detainer on him, so when they're

through with him here he'll go back to

Florida.

INT. MARSHALL SISCO'S SITTING ROOM - SAME

Marshall on the phone...

MARSHALL:

You gonna go get him?

KAREN:

It's possible. Why?

MARSHALL:

I was just thinking... you could have

a nice time with him on the plane --

like picking up where your interlude,

or whatever you call it, left off.

And then throw him in the can.

KAREN:

He knew what he was doing. Nobody

forced him to rob banks.

MARSHALL:

My little girl, the tough babe.

Karen hangs up, stares thoughtfully out the window.

INT. PRISON CELL - DAY

Where Foley stands staring out of his window.

VOICE:

Foley.

As Foley turns around and faces a FEDERAL MARSHAL in the doorway,

we see that Foley's hands and feet are shackled.

INT/EXT. PRISON STATION GARAGE - DAY

The Marshal leads Foley from the building to where a black

government van waits. The Marshal helps Foley inside.

FEDERAL MARSHAL:

Have a nice trip.

(looks OS)

I'll get the other one.

INT/EXT. VAN - SAME

As Foley sits down, stares at the floor. He looks depressed.

We hear the front door open, then close.

KAREN (OS)

Jack?

He looks to where Karen looks at him through a steel grate that

separates the front from the back.

KAREN:

I got you a present, something for the

road.

She pushes A ZIPPO THROUGH the grate.

KAREN (CONT'D)

I have to take it away, though, soon

as the ride's over.

Before Foley can say anything, the back door is opened once

more and the Marshal helps ANOTHER PRISONER -- a black man with

a shaved head -- into the back of the van.

FEDERAL MARSHAL:

Jack Foley meet Hejira Henry.

An annoyed Foley stares at the guy as the marshal shuts the

door then gets in up front with Karen.

FOLEY:

Hejira? What kinda name is that?

HEJIRA:

Islamic.

FOLEY:

What's it mean, "No Hair"?

HEJIRA:

The Hejira was the flight of Mohammed

from Mecca in 622.

FOLEY:

The flight?

HEJIRA:

The brothers in Leavenworth gave me

the name.

FOLEY:

You were at Leavenworth, huh?

HEJIRA:

For a time.

FOLEY:

Meaning?

HEJIRA:

Meaning time came, I left.

FOLEY:

You busted out?

HEJIRA:

I prefer to call it an exodus from an

undesirable place.

FOLEY:

(interested now)

And how long was it before they caught

up with you?

HEJIRA:

That time?

FOLEY:

There were others.

HEJIRA:

Yeah. That was the ninth.

FOLEY:

(really interested)

The ninth?

HEJIRA:

Ten, you count the prison hospital in

Ohio I walked away from.

FOLEY:

You must be some kinda walker, Henry.

HEJIRA:

Hejira.

FOLEY:

And so now you're off to Glades.

HEJIRA:

Apparently, yeah. I was supposed to

leave last night with the lady marshal,

but for some reason she wanted to wait.

FOLEY:

(looks at Karen)

She did, huh.

HEJIRA:

Cheaper I guess, take us both down in

one van.

FOLEY:

Yeah, could be. Or maybe she thought

we'd have a lot to talk about.

HEJIRA:

Like what?

FOLEY:

I don't know.

(then)

It's a long way down to Florida.

Foley glances at her, then turns back to Heiira Henry and

considers the guy; a smile on Foley's face, his spirits a little

higher than when he first sat down, as we then...

CUT TO BLACK.

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