Prisoners Page #19

Eliza gets out of the passenger side. Her cell phone

rings, she checks it --

ELIZA:

My Mom again. Maybe I should call

her back -- maybe something

happened?

RALPH:

Wait until we get inside. I don't

want anybody to see us --

She puts the phone away and follows Ralph to the rear of

the building, trying to look inconspicuous.

REAR OF APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUS

A low-lying boarded window as Ralph removes the board --

RALPH (CONT’D)

My secret entrance.

(CONTINUED)

The board slips from Ralph’s fingers -- falls inside the

apartment with a BANG --

187 INT. THE CELL - CONTINUOUS 187

The outside of the cell as the banging sound echoes from

below. The sound of Jones moving -- he hears them --

188 INT. FIRST FLOOR APARTMENT - APARTMENT HOUSE - MOMENTS 188

LATER:

Ralph and Eliza stand in the gutted first floor

apartment. They look around, the door to the hallway is

open --

A sound from above -- a thump. They look up -- another

thump.

ELIZA:

Someone’s here.

She starts back for the open window when Ralph grabs her -

-

RALPH:

My father kicks people out of here

all the time. It’s just a

homeless guy. Wait here -- I’ll

tell him to leave --

Ralph heads for the stairs --

ELIZA:

If you’re doing this to impress

me, it’s not working.

RALPH:

I’m doing it cause I don’t want to

go back home. Do you?

She doesn’t answer, but obviously dreads it as much he

does --

189 INT. STAIRS - APARTMENT HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER 189

Ralph climbs the stairs. He looks scared.

186 CONTINUED:
186

190 INT. SECOND FLOOR APARTMENT - APARTMENT HOUSE - MOMENTS 190

LATER:

The moment Ralph walks inside he’s stricken by something.

He toes a whiskey bottle with his sneaker...another THUMP

--

It’s coming from the open bathroom door...

RALPH:

Hey. You’re trespassing. Get out

of here or I’m gonna call the

cops.

Ralph steps closer to the open door -- confused --

doesn’t look like there’s anyone inside. But then he

sees the cell...THE PICTURE OF ANNA AND JOY nailed to the

outside, staring at him.

191 INT. FIRST FLOOR APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS 191

Eliza, waiting nervously when Ralph yells down to her --

RALPH (O.S.)

ELIZA! Eliza, get up here!

192 INT. BATHROOM - SECOND FLOOR APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS 192

Ralph, holding the cell phone to his ear with a shaking

hand.

911 OPERATOR (O.S.)

(over the phone)

911 emergency. What is your

location?

Eliza enters behind him -- sees the pictures, goes white -

-

ELIZA:

What is this --

RALPH:

(into the phone)

Two thirty four Campello Street.

My sister --

THUMP -- from inside the cell.

ELIZA:

Oh my God.

Ralph closes his eyes, his breath getting away from him --

(CONTINUED)

RALPH:

(into the phone)

I think I found my sister -- Anna

Dover --

911 OPERATOR (O.S.)

(over the phone)

Just stay calm we’ll have someone

out there in a couple minutes.

I want you to stay on the line

with me --

THUMP -- Ralph drops the phone. He starts moving his

palsied hands over the wood, searching for a way to break

inside.

RALPH:

Help me. Come on.

She shakes her head.

ELIZA:

I can’t. I can’t.

RALPH:

Yeah you can, come on.

She nods, tears streaming down her horrified face. Ralph

speaks into the tube.

RALPH (CONT’D)

It’s OK, we’re getting you out --

we’re getting you both out of

there. Can you hear me?

Eliza joins Ralph, trying to pull at the seams of the

wood --

Together they pull at a panel of wood. It starts

breaking away as nails clink on the floor...

Eliza and Ralph stand back, horrified...

193 EXT. APARTMENT HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 193

Loki’s sedan screeches to a halt -- he gets out -- hears

ELIZA SCREAMING INSIDE. He starts for the front door

when he sees the padlock and changes course --

Loki runs around to the back of the building -- heading

for the window he used to get inside earlier --

192 CONTINUED:
192

194 INT. STAIRS - THE APARTMENT HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER 194

Loki’s POV as he runs up the stairs -- sees Ralph and

Eliza coming down the stairs towards him --

LOKI:

What is it?

He sees the shock in their faces, they can’t speak -- he

rushes past them --

195 INT. SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY - APARTMENT HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 195

Loki’s POV as he gets to the top of the stairs, gun at

the ready -- moving down the hallway towards the open

door of the apartment...

He arrives at the open door, looks inside. His face

drops...he lowers his gun...

CUT TO:

196 EXT. FRONT DOOR - HOLLY JONES' HOUSE - NIGHT 196

Keller rings the doorbell. Angle widens -- he’s standing

at the door, holding a duffle bag...

HOLLY JONES (O.S.)

Just a minute.

Holly Jones opens the door looking a little out of

breath. She’s now holding a big ice pack around her

hand.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Hello again.

KELLER:

Hello. I was -- I was hoping

you’d let me do some penance.

She looks a little baffled.

HOLLY JONES:

For what?

KELLER:

For scaring you that day at the

police station.

She nods, regaining her poker face.

(CONTINUED)

HOLLY JONES:

You’ve already apologized for

that.

KELLER:

I know, but I thought you might

need something fixed up around the

house? Brought my tools.

She eyes his bag.

HOLLY JONES:

Oh. I see.

(motioning to her ice

pack)

I burned myself. Feeling a little

icky today.

(beat)

But I’m glad you want to talk some

more. There’s no need to make

excuses. Come in, you can make me

some tea.

197 INT. VESTIBULE - HOLLY JONES’ HOUSE - NIGHT 197

Jones’ Aunt shows Keller inside and closes the door,

turning her back to him as she walks to the kitchen.

Keller lingers in the vestibule, watching her,

considering...

HOLLY JONES:

What are you waiting for, Mr.

Dover?

He stops, looking caught.

KELLER:

What?

HOLLY JONES:

Come on in and make me some tea.

198 INT. KITCHEN - HOLLY JONES' HOUSE - NIGHT 198

Keller turns on the faucet, fills the tea kettle with

water.

He turns on the gas fueled stove burner. He stares down

into the little blue flame --

KELLER:

I don’t want to have to hurt you.

I know they were here --

196 CONTINUED:
196

(CONTINUED)

He turns around to see the ice pack fall from her hand,

revealing a .38 revolver. She stands up, gun leveled at

Keller’s head.

HOLLY JONES:

Put your hands on your head and

turn around.

Keller doesn’t move.

KELLER:

I’m just gonna go.

HOLLY JONES:

You don’t know me, Mr. Dover.

Believe me when I tell you I won’t

let you go.

Keller considers, watching her. Her eyes don’t waver.

Her hands don’t shake...

He puts his hands on his head and turns around. She

moves in and lifts the back of his coat. There’s a

pistol tucked into the back of his waistband. She grabs

it out and tosses it into a nearby wastebasket.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Good. Now, right in front of you.

The top drawer. Open it.

Keller takes a breath, and opens the drawer...

Inside is a rusted old pair of handcuffs.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Put them on.

Keller doesn’t move.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Put them on.

Keller takes his time picking up the handcuffs, observes

their corroded condition.

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