Out of Sight Page #4

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KAREN:

Hi. Karen Sisco again for Ray Nicolet.

(beat)

He's not? Could you tell him that...

never mind. I'll call back.

Headlights hit Karen's rear-view mirror, a car pulling in behind

her. The lights go off, then come on again. She adjusts the

mirror to deflect the glare.

INT. THE CAR BEHIND HER - DUSK

As Buddy sits watching the cons come in from the athletic field.

He sees the mirror flash in the car in front of him as Karen

checks her face out in the rear-view.

INT. CHAPEL - DUSK

As Foley moves up behind Pup, he lets his jacket fall to the floor,

holds the crucifix down against his leg.

PUP:

There some car headlights out there...

(then)

Jesus Christ...

Now he pulls his radio from his belt, says into it...

PUP (CONT'D)

Man outside the fence! By tower six!

(responds to radio)

This is Officer Pupko...

(then)

I'm looking at him, for Christ's sake!

Okay-- now Foley raises the metal cross, steps in and lays it

smack against the side of Pup's head. Drops him clean with one

swing, bouncing him off the window frame and down without a

sound coming from him.

INT. KAREN SISCO'S CAR - NIGHT

As Karen grabs the court papers off the seat, opens her car

door, glances at the fence and pauses as she sees A FIGURE there,

crouching down.

Karen turns on her headlights. No, not crouched. The guy is

coming out of the ground. On this side of the fence.

Head and shoulders appear and another guy comes out of the

ground. Right in front of her.

Karen leans on the horn, holds it down and sees the two guys by

the fence -- Chino and Lulu -- look into her headlights, poised

there for a moment before taking off into the dark. Karen gets

out of the car...

INT. BUDDY'S CAR - SAME

As Buddy watches a spotlight from the tower come on and follow

the two cons as we then hear the sound of RIFLE REPORTS before

the men disappear into the dark.

Then Buddy sees Karen in his headlights, whistles softly as he

gets a good look at her long legs as she raises the lid to her

trunk...

BUDDY:

What's she doing?

He watches her duck her head in the trunk and come out with a

holstered pistol.

BUDDY (CONT'D)

Uh-oh.

But then she throws the pistol in the trunk, ducks in there

again and comes out this time racking a shotgun.

BUDDY (CONT'D)

Uh-oh.

And now Buddy watches her hurry to the front of her car and

raise the shotgun as we hear A WHISTLE BLOW IN THE COMPOUND.

Buddy gets out of the car...

EXT. PARKING AREA - SAME

As Karen puts the shotgun on two more cons, both filthy dirty,

standing by the hole they just crawled out of.

KAREN:

Get your hands in the air!

Buddy watches the two cons, both Latins, make up their minds,

start edging away -- sh*t, they've come this far.

They look out at the spotlight sweeping around in the dark,

then look the other way, along the fence towards the main gate,

to see armed hacks coming out on the run, and that decides it

for the cons. They take off running...

Now Buddy watches as Karen puts her pump gun on them, but doesn't

fire...

The hacks running from the gate with rifles beat her to it,

open up all at once and keep firing until the two convicts are

cut down as they run.

The hacks glance at Karen, but don't bother with her, more

interested in the hole the convicts had come out of. Now they're

standing by it peering in, edging closer with their weapons

ready, then they all step back at once, bump into each other

as...

A head appears wearing a guard's baseball cap, the guy now saying

something to the guards, his face smeared with muck, excited,

pointing towards the orange grove.

They run off, pausing briefly to kick the convicts they shot to

see if they're alive, then keep going.

The man in the hole, Foley, climbs out. He takes his time,

puts on a show, standing with his hands on his hips like an

honest-to-God hack, that serious cap down on his eyes.

Buddy waves to Foley to come on and Karen turns and puts the

shotgun on Buddy. Buddy raises the palm of his hand.

BUDDY:

It's okay, honey, we're good guys.

KAREN:

What're you doing here?

Not so much asking, but putting it to him the way cops do when

they're already pretty sure what you're doing. She glances

around to include Foley, now coming at her like some creature

out of the swamp, giving Buddy time to take her around the neck.

She fights him, jabs him in the gut with the butt end of the

shotgun before Foley wrenches it from her grip.

They drag her to the rear end of her car, the trunk lid still

up, and crouch there as some hacks come running along the fence,

past the dark gun tower and cross the road towards the orange

grove. A moment later, they hear bursts of gunfire, then silence.

FOLEY:

I bet that's all the hacks they send

out. Otherwise nobody's left to mind

the store.

BUDDY:

Why don't we talk about it later?

He turns to see Foley and Karen staring at each other in the

headlights from Buddy's car; Karen not at all afraid.

FOLEY:

Why you're just a girl. What do you

do for a living you pack a shotgun?

KAREN:

I'm a federal marshal and you're under

arrest, both of you guys.

Foley keeps staring at her like he's giving the situation serious

thought, but what he says is...

FOLEY:

I bet I smell, don't I?

(then)

Listen, you hop in the trunk and we'll

get out of here.

Karen looks at him, then gets up, climbs into the trunk. She's

reaching around, trying to find her pistol, when...

Foley gives her a shove and gets in with her, wedging her against

the wall of the trunk, pressing against her back like they're

cuddled up in bed.

He holds her to him, giving her no room to turn and stick the

gun in his face. Buddy reaches for the trunk lid and then

everything goes...

BLACK:

Total darkness, not a crack or a pinpoint of light showing.

Then we hear the engine come to life, the car moving along.

FOLEY (VO)

You comfy?

KAREN (VO)

If I could have a little more room.

FOLEY (VO)

There isn't any. All this sh*t you

got in here. What is all this stuff

anyway? Handcuffs, chains... what's

this can?

KAREN (VO)

For your breath. You could use it.

Squirt some in your mouth.

FOLEY (VO)

You devil, it's mace, huh? What've

you got here, a billy? Use it on poor

unfortunate offenders.

A BEAM OF LIGHT appears as he finds a flashlight and turns it

on. He plays the beam along Karen's leg, calms down some as he

looks at all of her now and finally says...

FOLEY (VO)

Where's your gun, your pistol?

KAREN:

In my bag, in the car.

They go over some bumps. We hear men's voices from somewhere

far off, outside.

KAREN (CONT'D)

You know you don't have a chance of

making it. Guards are out here already,

they'll stop the car.

He runs his hand down her thigh, looking for her gun, but also,

just, well, looking.

FOLEY:

They're off in the cane by now chasing

Cubans. I timed it to slip between

the cracks, you might say.

EXT. CAR - NIGHT

As Buddy floors it away from the prison, checks the rearview

mirror...

INT. TRUNK - SAME

As Jack tries to wipe some of the mud off his face.

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