Phone Booth Page #14

The medics are now ready to lift Stu onto the gurney and cart

him off. But Stu struggles against them.

RAMEY:

Relax. The guy's dying.

STU:

That's why I've gotta talk to him.

Please!

RAMEY:

We'll see.

MEDIC:

(to Kelly)

You can ride with him in the

ambulance.

The woman cop escorts Kelly to the waiting ambulance.

Ramey meanwhile tries to resume contact with the SWAT team

inside the hotel.

RAMEY:

This is Ramey. Over. This is

Ramey. Ten-Four.

There's nothing but static, mixed up feedback and multiple

garbled voices on the other end of the line.

RAMEY:

Sh*t. Get everybody off this

wavelength.

He crosses back to the phone booth -- picks up the dangling

receiver.

RAMEY:

Hello. Hello! Pick up! Yeah,

it's Ramey again. Can you hold the

phone close enough so the perp can

listen?

COP'S VOICE

He's not saying a word, Captain.

RAMEY:

He's not about to talk to us.

Maybe to him.

Ramey looks back to where the medics are still trying to lift

Stu onto the gurney.

RAMEY:

Forget that. Stand him up.

(to Stu)

Can you stand?

STU:

I can try.

RAMEY:

Help him over here.

The medics support Stu and inch him back to the booth. It's

painful, but Stu ignores it.

Ramey holds the phone up so Stu can both listen and speak.

RAMEY:

Here. Speak up.

STU:

(into pay phone)

It's me. Do you hear me? Answer

me.

VOICE:

(wheezing)

Had to have the last word, Stu.

STU:

I finally beat your ass. Admit it,

you f***.

VOICE:

But you'll never forget me. I gave

you the most thrilling day of your

life. Say thanks.

STU:

Now you're gonna die, you bastard.

VOICE:

I lost a lot of blood. Don't you

want to donate some for me? Then

we'd really be part of each other.

STU:

Hang on. I can't wait to see you

at the hospital. So I can yank

your f***ing air tube out.

VOICE:

Wish I could give you that

pleasure. You deserve it.

(coughing)

... Only I'm out of time.

STU:

What's your name? At least tell me

who you are.

There's more violent coughing, then silence. Then a cop's

voice is heard.

COP'S VOICE

He's gone.

Stu stares at the receiver.

RAMEY:

Don't worry. We'll find out who he

is. And why he picked you.

STU:

No. You won't.

(a beat)

What do you want to bet you won't?

Stu reaches over and hangs up the receiver. CLICK.

STU:

I'll spend my whole life trying to

figure that out.

Then he sinks into the arms of the medics who lower him onto

the waiting gurney.

The hypo is finally administered. It kicks in immediately,

relieving the pain.

He's wheeled away from the booth to the waiting ambulance.

Kelly is already inside waiting to accompany Stu to the

hospital.

STU'S POV - BEING WHEELED AWAY FROM THE EMPTY BOOTH

pulling away in LOW ANGLE.

CAMERA SLIDES BACK inside the ambulance with Stu. The doors

shut, obliterating our view of the phone booth that was his

entire world until moments ago.

STU:

(groggy)

Gotta sleep now. No phone calls...

Kelly smiles down at him as the image blurs. Stu passes out

-- into a deep sleep he much deserves.

A SIREN BLARES.

CUT TO BLACK.

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