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Sam looks at Dr. Schlegel, who nods. Sam pushes the play
button.
For a moment there is nothing but static. In the background
we hear a murmur of voices and distant sirens. After a few
seconds of this a female voice:
FEMALE VOICE:
Stay Henry stay stay stay Henry
stay stay stay Henry stay stay stay
Henry stay stay stay Henry stay
stay stay Henry stay stay stay
Henry stay.
EXT. DORMITORY
Sam and Dr. Schlegel stand alone on the steps while the
paramedics stand in front of the ambulance, smoking
cigarettes and watching the COLLEGE GIRLS stroll by.
SAM:
Now what?
DR. SCHLEGEL
Not much we can do at this point.
We don't have the manpower for a
stakeout or anything like that.
I'll notify the police but they
won't do anything.
SAM:
Why not?
41.
DR. SCHLEGEL
Because they're New York City cops,
that's why not. They've got more
important things to do than look
for depressed college students.
SAM:
Then I'll find him.
DR. SCHLEGEL
Okay. If you spot him, give me a
call and we'll pick him up for you.
But do me a favor, Sam?
SAM:
What's that?
DR. SCHLEGEL
Be careful. A guy this far gone's
got nothing to lose.
INT. CAR - NIGHT
DRIVER'S POV
We're on the ramp leading up to the Brooklyn Bridge. The
Gothic towers, massive and imposing, rise above us. It's
late, traffic is light, and we're moving fast.
INT. CATHEDRAL OF ST. JOHN THE DIVINE -- LATE AFTERNOON
Henry sits, head bowed, eyes closed, in a forward pew of the
enormous cathedral. An enthusiastic blonde TOUR GUIDE is
leading a group of Midwestern TOURISTS up the nave, pointing
out the sights.
TOUR GUIDE:
The largest stained glass window,
above the entry-way -- looks like a
kaleidoscope, doesn't it? --
contains over three thousand
separate pieces of glass. Some of
the best craftsmen from around the
world have worked on the Cathedral
of St. John the Divine, but it's a
long way from finished. It won't be
complete for at least another
century.
The tour group exits the cathedral, leaving Henry alone in
the building. He raises his head toward the ceiling.
.
42.
HENRY'S POV
The roof of the cathedral is so high, and the lighting so
poor, that it's impossible to see the ceiling.
From somewhere inside the building a BABY'S howl echoes.
Henry looks around, wondering where the sound is coming from.
He gets up and begins to follow the noise.
Everywhere he goes statues of the saints stare down at him,
unsmiling.
No matter where he stands, the baby's howl seems just as far
away. He walks up the nave, toward the entrance.
The cathedral is very dark, the nave very long. His footsteps
echo off the stone walls. Finally he reaches daylight and
exits.
EXT. CATHEDRAL
Henry examines the hallucinogenic peace fountain on the
cathedral's grounds. Saint Michael, winged and victorious and
sword-wielding, has just decapitated Satan, whose headless
body is plunging into the abyss.
Henry walks over to the fenced-off garden behind the Peace
Fountain. The one PEACOCK in Manhattan lives in this garden.
Henry, behind the fence, watches it strutting about, fanning
its gorgeous array of feathers.
BOY (O.S.)
Mommy, is that man going to die?
Henry wheels about. The small BOY we last saw holding a red'
balloon stands a few yards away, holding his MOTHER'S hand.
He has a new red balloon.
Both mother and child stare at Henry. Finally the mother tugs
her son away, but the child continues to stare over his
shoulder at Henry.
INT. SAM'S APARTMENT -- NIGHT
Sam sits at the kitchen table. The documents, from Henry's
folder are spread out before him: transcripts, application
materials, etc.
43.
Sam studies a passport photograph of Henry for a moment then
continues to sift through the material while Lila, sitting on
the opposite side of the table, eats take-out Chinese food.
.
SAM:
(examining a memo)
He refused to take the mandatory
swim test. Maybe he's afraid of
water.
LILA:
(chewing)
Mm.
SAM:
Citations for Studio Art.
Apparently he's an accomplished
painter.
LILA:
Did you ever hear from Beth Levy?
SAM:
No. Listen to this: "Of all the
students I have encountered at
Columbia, Henry Letham has the most
fertile imagination. If he
maintains his concentration he will
create new worlds with his art."
LILA:
Clearly that professor wants to
f*** Henry Letham.
Sam, still paging through the documents, laughs.
SAM:
There's the graduate student
cynicism I know and love.
LILA:
What exactly are you doing, baby?
Sam looks up at her.
SAM:
What do you mean?
LILA:
You're letting this kid take over
your life. It's not your job to
track down missing students.
44.
Sam is quiet for a moment.
SAM:
Whose job is it?
LILA:
I just don't think it's healthy to
be so obsessed with one patient.
SAM:
I don't think it's healthy, either.
But if I don't help him, no one
else will. He's alone in the world.
LILA:
Maybe you're right. Maybe I am a
cynic. But it seems to me that he's
using you.
(beat)
You want your fortune cookie?
SAM:
It's all yours.
Lila cracks open the cookie and pulls out the fortune.
LILA:
(reading)
fortune will smile upon you."
Sam slowly looks up at her. All the color has drained from
his face.
LILA (CONT'D)
And not a moment too soon, that's
all I can say.
(noticing Sam's
expression)
What's the matter, baby? Sam?
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY -- NIGHT
Sam stands outside an apartment door, holding the Henry
Letham folder. He rings the doorbell. No answer. He rings
again. He bangs on the door. No answer.
.
SAM:
(yelling)
Beth?
Finally the door opens, still chained.
45.
SAM (CONT'D)
(quieter)
Beth? It's Sam. Are you okay?
DR. BETH LEVY unchains the door and walks back into the
apartment. Frizz-haired and overweight, Beth looks bad. She
obviously hasn't showered in days, or changed her clothes.
INT. BETH'S APARTMENT -- CONTINUOUS
Sam follows her inside, closing the door behind him. The only
light in the apartment is from the streetlights.
Beth sits on the floor, her back against a sofa.
SAM:
How you feeling? I'm sorry, I
should have come earlier.
Beth is not paying any attention to him. Sam sits down a few
feet away from her.
SAM (CONT'D)
Beth?
(forcing a laugh)
They've got you doped up on some
serious painkillers, huh? What are
you on, Vicodin? Percoset?
BETH:
There was no surgery.
SAM:
What do you mean? The appendectomy--
they decided not to operate?
BETH:
I made it up.
SAM:
You... why?
BETH:
Do you want to play? Can we play a
kissing game?
She begins crawling toward him on her hands and knees.
BETH (CONT' D)
I always wanted to kiss you. Let's
play a kissing game. Okay?
46.
Sam holds up his hands.
SAM:
Beth...
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