Red Hook Page #6

THAT WAS AWESOME.

OH, MY GOD.

I'LL GET IT.

ARE YOU OKAY?

YEAH.

HE WAS MORE SCARED OF YOU

THAN WE WERE OF HIM.

YEAH.

SPEAK FOR YOURSELF.

YOU KNOW, THIS IS SUPPOSED

TO BE A SAFE NEIGHBORHOOD.

YOU'RE WELCOME,

BY THE WAY.

WELL, YOU'RE RIGHT.

THANK YOU.

(Jenny) IF THERE IS

ONE THING I LEARNED-

JUST BECAUSE:

YOU'RE PARANOID,

IT DOESN'T MEAN

THEY'RE NOT AFTER YOU.

UH...

YEAH.

(chuckles)

AND... YES.

YES?

(chuckles)

Y- Y-YES, I TRUST YOU.

MM.

JENNY! DEENA!

ROY'S GONE!

DID HE:

FINALLY BREAK UP WITH YOU?

I DON'T KNOW.

H- HE WENT TO THE MEN'S ROOM.

I WENT TO CHECK ON HIM.

HE'S NOT THERE.

OKAY, THAT'S IT.

I'M CALLING LIEUTENANT FOX.

JENNY! OPEN THE...

NO!

LOOK, LOOK, LOOK,

SHE'S NOT THERE.

WHERE THE HELL:

HAVE YOU BEEN?

LOOKING FOR THE SHITHEAD

WHO KILLED CAMILLE.

HOW DO I KNOW YOU'RE NO THE ONE DOING ALL THIS?

WHY WOULD I KILL HER?!

I'M GOING TO SEND

A TEXT MESSAGE TO RED HOOK.

WHY?

TO SEE IF YOUR CELL PHONE

GOES OFF.

AND WHILE YOU'RE WAITING,

JENNY TRAYLOR'S GONNA

GET HERSELF KILLED!

I HAVE TRIED CALLING JENNY

A THOUSAND TIMES OVER

FROM ANGELA'S PHONE.

LOOK, MY CELL PHONE

IS NOT GOING OFF.

D- DO YOU TRUST ME YET?

I HAVE ALL FIVE BARS.

OH.

OKAY. SO WHA DO WE DO NOW?

(sighs)

WE HAVE TO-WE HAVE TO FIND-

FIND THE FINAL DESTINATION.

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS?

"THE-THE DESTINATION

IS THE CLUE."

WHAT THE HELL:

DOES THAT MEAN?

FRICKIN' NEW YORK CITY!

YOU'D THINK YOU'D GE SOME FRICKIN' SERVICE!

GOT IT.

GOT IT, GOT IT, GOT IT,

GOT IT, GOT IT. I GOT IT.

MOM? HI. HI.

N- N-NO, NO.

I'M FINE. I'M FINE.

I JUST-I-HELLO? HI.

I NEED, UM, I NEED

LIEUTENANT FOX'S PHONE NUMBER.

DON'T BUG ME.

I'M SCANNING.

IT'S NOT GONNA WORK.

I ALREADY TRIED MINE.

BUT YOU'RE SMARTER.

'CAUSE I SAW HIM TODAY.

YEAH, HE'S IN NEW YORK.

YEAH, 'CAUSE YOU SENT HIM

HERE TO CHECK UP ON ME.

I'M-I'M NOT MAD.

JUST CAN YOU-

CAN YOU PLEASE-

CAN YOU-CAN YOU

GIVE ME THE NUMBER?

OH, MY GOD.

I'M AN IDIOT.

BROOKLYN.

PLEASE TELL ME:

THAT YOU'RE LYING.

THEY DIDN'T SEND HIM.

WHAT?

I KNEW HE WAS A PSYCHO,

BUT HOW...

WHOEVER IS DOING THIS

HAS SOME SICK FASCINATION

WITH HER.

OKAY, BUT HOW WOULD HE KNOW

WHERE YOU ARE?

'CAUSE MY PARENTS

GOT ME...

(groans) A GPS PHONE

WHEN ELLEN WAS KILLED.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I'M PLAYING THEIR GAME.

(camera shutter clicks)

SOMEBODY:

OBVIOUSLY WANTS ME TO.

(cell phones ring)

"DON'T TAKE THE SUBWAY."

"DON'T TAKE A BUS."

"SO PICK UP YOUR CAR

AND COME TO US."

(Jenny)

I FOUND THE CLUE.

(groans)

I LOATHE BROOKLYN.

(cell phone rings)

MOM?

HELLO?

HELLO?

WHAT'S WRONG?

OKAY, CAN YOU HEAR ME?

WHERE-WHERE ARE YOU?

LISTEN TO ME,

ANGELA IS DEAD.

CAMILLE, TOO.

AND... HELLO?

WHAT'S WRONG?

IT'S-IT'S HIGGINBOTHAM.

CAMILLE'S DEAD...

AND ANGELA.

OKAY, ARE YOU SURE

HE'S NOT PART OF THE JOKE?

THERE IS NO JOKE!

THEN WHY ARE WE:

HEADING INTO A TRAP?

I- I NEED

TO FIND GAVIN.

HOW DO YOU KNOW HE'S NO BEHIND THIS WHOLE THING?

HE'S NOT!

HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?

BECAUSE I DO.

OKAY, WELL, WE'RE HERE.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?

UM, I'M GONNA

CALL THE COPS,

AND I WANT TO TELL THEM

WHERE WE ARE,

AND I WAN TO HAVE SERVICE.

DOES ANYBODY:

HAVE SERVICE?

UM, NOPE.

MNH-MNH.

I'LL GO CHECK OUTSIDE.

D- D-DON'T-DON'T-

DON'T GO OUT THERE.

OH, IT'S FINE.

NOTHIN'.

(car door thuds)

(thud)

WHAT WAS THAT NOISE?

I JUST SHUT THE DOOR.

(thud)

OKAY, NOW I HEAR IT.

(groans) WHAT?

DID I HIT SOMETHING?

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

I'M GONNA

GO CHECK IT OUT.

DON'T.

COME ON!

TWO PEOPLE ARE DEAD.

YEAH. HOW DID WE

FIND THAT OUT?

FROM A PRETTY SHADY SOURCE.

IT'S NOTHING.

(gasps)

(sobs)

WELL?

STAY IN THE CAR.

OH, GOD.

(crying) YOU DON'T WAN TO SEE THIS.

(grunting)

WHAT IS IT?

START THE CAR!

WHERE ARE THE KEYS?

START THE CAR!

(grunts)

WHERE ARE THE KEYS?!

I DON'T HAVE THE KEYS!

(grunting)

WHERE ARE THEY?

DEENA, YOU HAVE THE KEYS!

YOU WANT TO KILL ME?

DO SOMETHING!

(grunting)

(grunts) F***ER!

(grunting)

DEENA!

(gasping)

OH, MY...

NO.

(gasps)

(both scream)

AAH!

OH, MY GOD! OH, MY GOD!

(both screaming)

GET OFF HER!

(grunts)

COME ON!

NO!

(Jenny)... TWO.

THREE. FOUR.

FIVE. SIX. SEVEN.

EIGHT. NINE.

TEN.

ELEVEN.

THERE'S NO SIGNAL.

IT'S WORSE IN HERE!

WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE.

JENNY. JENNY. JENNY.

WE GOTTA:

GET OUT OF HERE, OKAY?

SO JUST-JUS PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER.

FIND A DOOR, UM...

JENNY!

OKAY. OKAY.

YOU JUST STAY HERE.

AND I'M GONNA

FIGURE THIS OUT.

THERE'S A CLUE, P-PAULA.

PAULA?

(gasps) COME-GET-

THERE'S SOMEBODY BEHIND YOU.

THERE'S-THERE'S

SOMEBODY BEHIND YOU!

LOOK! THERE'S SOMEBODY

RIGHT BEHIND YOU!

SOMEBODY HELP!

COME BACK DOWN HERE!

PAULA!

(screaming)

GET OFF OF HER!

JENNY! (screaming)

OH, MY GOD! OH, MY GOD!

(Lieutenant Fox) JENNY?

JENNY, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

(gasps)

IT'S LIEUTENANT FOX.

(Gavin)

JENNY? ARE YOU THERE?

GAVIN.

LET ME KNOW:

WHERE YOU ARE, PLEASE.

JENNY, HELP ME.

(coughs)

GAVIN!

I JUST WANT TO KNOW

YOU'RE ALL RIGHT.

THAT'S ALL

I CARE ABOUT, OKAY?

JENNY?

GAVIN!

JENNY. (coughs)

HEY.

(whimpers)

I DIDN'T THINK

YOU WOULD MAKE IT.

(whispers)

IT'S OKAY. I'M HERE.

JENNY.

(normal voice)

COME ON. HURRY UP.

OKAY.

THIS WAY.

(AnGELa) NOW WAS THE KID

REALLY, REALLY CUTE?

(bartender)

A REGULAR BRAD PITT.

YOU KNOW, I ALWAYS PICTURED TIM

AS MORE OF AN ADAM BRODY TYPE.

(scoffs) THIS IS SO TIM.

HIT IT.

(Higginbotham) MM-HMM.

(clears throat)

OH, AN INTERNET CAFE

IS THE NEXT PLACE

YOU'VE GOTTA SEEK

THERE'S A GIRL

BEHIND THE COUNTER THERE

WHOSE NAME:

IS QUITE UNIQUE:

FIND ASMERET:

IT MIGHT NOT BE EASY

BUT ASMERET HAS:

A CLUE FOR YOU:

SHE'LL HAND YOU A CD

OH, GO ANGELA,

AND HIGGINBOTHAM, TOO

GET YOUR ASSES:

OFF THAT STAGE:

AND FIND YOURSELVES

ANOTHER CLUE:

(screams)

(moaning)

I THOUGH YOU SAID PIANO BAR.

(Chappy) TIM, SHOW YOUR FACE,

YOU FREAK.

(Higginbotham) TIM!

TIM!

(groaning)

WHERE ARE YOU,

YOU A**HOLE?

TIM?

(gasping)

JENNY, ARE YOU OKAY?

(voices speaking indistinctly)

HE SAID,

"IT WAS LIKE A MOVIE."

(woman groaning)

OH, MY GOD.

WE'RE ALL A PART OF IT.

HE HAD CAMERAS:

SET UP EVERYWHERE.

(voices speaking indistinctly)

OKAY, WELL, HE'S

STILL OUT THERE, SO...

TIM?

NO. N-NO, NO, NOT TIM.

LIEUTENANT FOX.

WHO?

N- N-N-NO, NO, NO.

TIM'S THE TWISTED LITTLE F***

WHO D-

TIM? NO...

OKAY, WELL, WE NEED

TO GET TO A HOSPITAL.

I'M FINE.

NO, YOU'RE NOT.

THIS IS REALLY BAD.

IT WAS WORTH IT.

WHAT?

WHAT DO YOU-

WHAT DO-WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

YOU-YOU CAME

AND FOUND ME.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

JENNY, WHAT'S WRONG?

D- DID YOU DO THIS?

DON'T LOOK SAD.

TELL ME:

YOU DID NOT DO THIS.

(Chappy) PSYCHO!

NO! DON'T HURT HIM!

GO GET HELP!

(grunting)

GAVIN!

(voices speaking indistinctly)

OH, MY GOD, GAVIN.

AFTER WHAT YOU AND I

WENT THROUGH...

NOBODY CARED.

BUT THEY:

DIDN'T HAVE TO DIE.

THEY WOULD'VE

JUST LIVED THEIR LIVES

LIKE NOTHING BAD

EVER HAPPENED TO ANYBODY.

HAVE ANY OF THEM-

ANY OF THEM:

EVER LOST ANYONE?

DO THEY KNOW WHAT YOU AND I

HAVE TO LIVE WITH EVERY DAY?

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