The Insider Page #12

INT. WIGANDS' HOUSE #2, BASEMENT - LATE NIGHT

Meanwhile, Barbara in the basement, starts as the water

heater comes on, scaring her. She goes up the stairs to

follow after her father...

EXT. WIGANDS' HOUSE #2, BACKYARD - LATE NIGHT

Meanwhile, Jeffrey has crossed towards the darker back

corners. Sudden rustling. He spins, gun ready. And the

yellow eyes of a RACCOON stare at him.

WIGAND:

(to himself)

You almost got your damn head blown

off...

The raccoon defiantly bares its teeth.

Jeffrey starts to go...but he sees something and stops...

Meanwhile, Barbara has come to the sliding glass door...

Jeffrey sees one of the tomato trellises is crushed, stepped

on...and in the vegetable garden's earth, are distinct,

fresh, deep FOOTPRINTS...

BARBARA'S VOICE (OVER)

Daddy...

Wigand steps between her and the garden, hiding it...

EXTREMELY CLOSE ON JEFFREY, as he covers, trying to keep from

his daughter the invasion, trying to control his emotions...

WIGAND:

(reassuring her)

It's just a raccoon, baby...nothing.

He crosses to her, putting his arm, around her, walking her

back inside...

WIGAND (CONT'D)

They're nocturnal. You know what that

means? That means that they only come

out at nighttime.

He locks the sliding glass door, takes a last look outside.

INT. LOWELL'S HOUSE IN BERKELEY - LATE AT NIGHT

The Phone suddenly RINGS. Lowell asleep, alone... He gets

it...

LOWELL:

(sleepy)

Yeah...

INT. WIGANDS' NEW HOUSE, HALLWAY - LATE AT NIGHT

It's dark, save a light from the living room. Liane, in bed,

seemingly sleeping. And we see Jeffrey, just outside their

door in the foyer, sitting on the floor against a curved

wall, a drink at his side on the telephone... A man with no

one to talk to...

WIGAND:

(after a beat)

Lowell... Jeffrey Wigand...

INT. LOWELL'S HOUSE, BERKELEY - LATE AT NIGHT

Lowell sits up...

WIGAND'S VOICE (OVER)

Is it too late?

LOWELL:

No. No, it's okay... How's - how's the

new place?

INT. THE WIGANDS' NEW HOUSE - LATE AT NIGHT

WIGAND:

The new place? New.

INT. LOWELL'S HOUSE, BERKELEY - LATE AT NIGHT

LOWELL:

(intuiting)

You okay?

WIGAND'S VOICE (OVER)

Sure.

Lowell knows he isn't...

LOWELL:

You know, I was thinking of calling you

tomorrow, anyway.

(beat)

How are your kids handling the new house?

INT. WIGANDS' NEW HOUSE, LOUISVILLE - LATE AT NIGHT

WIGAND:

Good.

(beat)

You have kids?

LOWELL'S VOICE (OVER)

We have a couple. One's hers, one's

mine. Everybody uses a different name.

(wry)

Modern marriage.

(beat)

How's Liane?

WIGAND:

She's okay.

He looks at Liane for beat. We SEE his POV in medium shot.

Then he moves and sits on the floor in the living room.

WIGAND (CONT'D)

Hold on a minute, Lowell...

(after a beat)

...somebody...may be following me. I

don't know. They came on the property...

LOWELL'S VOICE (OVER)

What do you mean followed you? Did you

call the police?

WIGAND:

I don't want to be paranoid... I mean,

maybe it's a game. Some kind of mind

game.

LOWELL'S VOICE (OVER)

Well, what do you really think, though?

WIGAND:

I don't know what the f*** I really

think! Are they doing it? Is some crank

doing it? Are they doing it to make me

feel paranoid? Are they doing it for

real and don't give a sh*t what I think?

I don't know! I don't f***ing know.

And it's quiet again.

INT. LOWELL'S HOUSE, BERKELEY - LATE AT NIGHT

Lowell sitting in bed on the phone, alarmed, sharing Wigand's

fears.

LOWELL:

Jeffrey, describe for me in detail what

happened.

INT. WIGANDS' HOUSE, LOUISVILLE - LATE NIGHT

And Jeffrey's emotions are back in check as...

WIGAND:

Well, no, look...I mean, there was a

footprint. Forget it. It's probably not

important at all.

(beat)

You know, I got a job now. I'm teaching

high school. Japanese and Chemistry.

(beat)

So, what were you calling about?

LOWELL'S VOICE (OVER)

You called me.

He takes another drink...

WIGAND:

No, you said you were going to call me

tomorrow. So, what about?

LOWELL:

(after a beat)

Oh, yes, yes, yes, I did...I wanted to

talk to you. I wanted to hook up and

talk to you. About what we were talking

about in your car.

WIGAND:

...okay.

LOWELL:

(after a beat)

Makes you feel good? Putting what you

know to use?

Jeffrey's impressed by Lowell's perceptivity...

WIGAND:

How'd you know that, Lowell?

LOWELL:

It's obvious, isn't it?

He looks at Liane in the next room, asleep.

LOWELL (CONT'D)

Hello. You there

WIGAND:

Yeah... Look, thanks for talking. I'm

sorry I woke you up.

LOWELL:

It's okay.

Jeffrey hesitates, holding the phone, then he hangs up...but

the phone RINGS right away.

WIGAND:

Lowell...?

But there's thick silence.

WIGAND (CONT'D)

Who is this? Do not call here! Do

not...

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