Starman Page #26

STAR MAN:

On the radio they say it's good.

JENNY:

Hurry up.

Over her purse she notices the patrol car facing her from

the restaurant parking lot. There is certainly nothing unusual

about a patrol car in a restaurant parking lot. She shrugs

it off and gets in the Mustang.

INT. MUSTANG - NIGHT

Jenny's behind hasn't even hit the seat before she sees the

patrol car parked on the frontage road off to her left. She

looks at the STAR MAN. He's busy pounding on the drink

machine. She turns around to check the lot behind her and

spots the patrol car there.

STAR MAN:

(coming to the car

with a drink can in

each hand)

The machine gave me two. Should I

put one back?

JENNY:

No. Get in.

STAR MAN:

(rounding the hood)

You can have one.

JENNY:

(as he gets in)

I'm not sleepy anymore. Let's drive

for a little while longer.

The STAR MAN stiffens when he sees the patrol car on the

frontage road.

STAR MAN:

Are you angry at me?

JENNY:

No. I'm just not tired. Let's go.

EXT. BEST WESTERN MOTEL - NIGHT

The Mustang moves toward the frontage road.

INT. LAST PATROL CAR - NIGHT

SECOND DRIVER:

(as the Mustang rolls

onto the frontage

road)

They made us. Let's get 'em.

EXT. BEST WESTERN MOTEL - NIGHT

All three patrol cars jam on their rack lights and, with

their SIRENS HOWLING, peel out after Jenny and the STAR MAN.

INT. MUSTANG - NIGHT

At the SOUND, the STAR MAN snaps his attention to the rear

view mirror. It's ablaze with police lights. He tromps on

the gas.

JENNY:

No.

INT. HELICOPTER - NIGHT

Shermin is patched into the Nebraska Highway Patrol and is

listening to the pursuit.

EXT. INTERSTATE 80 - NIGHT

The Mustang careens down the on-ramp and squeezes into the

traffic a hair's breath ahead of an 18-wheeler. This cuts

off the patrol cars momentarily, but the Mustang doesn't

have the speed to stay ahead of them. Using the other cars

on the road as shields, the STAR MAN dodges from lane to

lane trying to keep the police from coming alongside.

INT. MUSTANG - NIGHT

The lead patrol car feints forward on the STAR MAN's side.

The STAR MAN sways over to cut it off and the middle patrol

car slips in next to Jenny. The STAR MAN grabs the gun from

under the seat.

JENNY:

No!!! No!!!

INT. MIDDLE PATROL CAR - NIGHT

DRIVER:

He's got a gun!!

INT. MUSTANG - NIGHT

Jenny screams.

A shotgun blast from the middle patrol car rips through the

door and into Jenny. Part of the FRONT WINDOW is BLOWN OUT.

Bleeding badly, she slumps against the STAR MAN.

STAR MAN:

Jennyhaydn! Jennyhaydn!!

Her eyelids flutter open and she tries to speak, but can't.

The middle patrol car is lining up for another shot. The

STAR MAN slams the Mustang into it, sending it spinning onto

the shoulder and into a ditch.

The last patrol car speeds up to replace it. The lead patrol

car slips in next to the STAR MAN. They've got him in a

sandwich. The STAR MAN stands on his brakes.

EXT. INTERSTATE 80 - NIGHT

Caught by surprise, the patrol cars rocket ahead of him. The

Mustang cuts across the swatch of land that acts as a center

divider in the highway and races west in the eastbound lanes.

INT. MUSTANG - NIGHT

The STAR MAN squints against the headlights of the on-coming

traffic as he calmly wedges his way straight through it.

EXT. INTERSTATE 80 - NIGHT

The lead patrol car tries to follow him but is clipped by a

Cadillac swerving to avoid the STAR MAN and bounced back

into the center divider. The last patrol car parallels the

Mustang in the westbound lanes.

INT. MUSTANG - NIGHT

The STAR MAN realizes he's still boxed in. A car carrier

swerves by on his left. The lane behind is open. The STAR

MAN takes advantage of the opportunity.

EXT. INTERSTATE 80 - NIGHT

The Mustang vaults off the shoulder of the highway into an

open field and bullets away through the weeds.

The rush of oncoming traffic traps the three patrol cars in

the center divider.

INT. MUSTANG - NIGHT

Jenny moans as the car jostles over the rough ground. The

STAR MAN puts out a hand to cushion her ride. His headlights

pick up a gravel road splitting the field and he turns onto

it. In a quick look back, he sees the patrol car shooting

across the highway after him.

EXT. GRAVEL ROAD - NIGHT

We FOLLOW the Mustang as it winds upward through the grazing

lands sparsely dotted with clumps of trees. The plume of

dust kicked up by the fleeing car is turned silver by a full

moon. The WAIL OF the PATROL CARS is DISTANT BUT CLOSING.

EXT. PASTURE - NIGHT

The Mustang barrels around a curve and slides to a surprise

stop before a gate in a barbed wire fence that ends the road.

With the .45 in his hand, the STAR MAN jumps out of the car

and tries the gate. It is locked.

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