
The Verdict Page #29
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- Year:
- 1982
- 129 min
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ANGLE:
Galvin reading the letter. He crumbles it and throws it into
the wastebasket. He looks at the next letter and skims it
into the wastebasket. He looks at the next letter and stops.
ANGLE - P.O.V.
It is a phone bill.
EXT. MARY ROONEY'S TENEMENT - DAY
Galvin hurrying up the steps of the tenement. CAMERA FOLLOWS
him into the vestibule. It is Mary Rooney's tenement.
INT. MARY ROONEY'S TENEMENT VESTIBULE - DAY
He stops by the mailboxes, bends over to read the names.
ANGLE - P.O.V.
The mailboxes:
Swoboda; Murch; M. Rooney.ANGLE:
Galvin straightens, looks around the vestibule, takes heavy
letter opener from his jacket pocket and pries open the Rooney
mailbox. He extracts letters and rifles through them.
ANGLE - P.O.V.
Mary Rooney's phone bill.
INT. DRUGSTORE - DAY
Galvin in an old-fashioned sit-down phonebooth in a drugstore.
He is dialing the phone, holding the phone bill. The operator
answers, he starts dropping change into the slot.
ANGLE:
The phone bill opened. It reads, "Rooney, Mary A. 263 Church
Street, Arlington, Mass." Various local charges. One call to
Chicago. One call to Fort Lauderdale. Eight calls to New
York. The calls to New York are circled in pen.
FEMALE:
(voice over; on phone)
Hello.
ANGLE:
Galvin on the phone.
GALVIN:
Hello, I'm calling from...
VOICE:
If you're selling something, I'm
late for work...
GALVIN:
I'm calling from Professional Nurse
Quarterly...
VOICE:
From the magazine?
GALVIN:
This is Mr. Wallace in Subscriptions?
VOICE:
How come you're calling me from...?
GALVIN:
This is Miss Costello...?
VOICE:
Yes. Price...
GALVIN:
Pardon?
VOICE:
Kathy Price.
GALVIN:
We find that your subscription
lapsed...
VOICE:
(laughs)
My subscription lapsed three years
ago...
GALVIN:
That's why I'm calling, Miss Price...
VOICE:
Missus...
GALVIN:
We have a renew-your-subscription
offer...
VOICE:
We get it at work. We get the magazine
at work.
GALVIN:
Yes, we know that you do. I have it
in my files. That's at the Manhattan
Health Center...
VOICE:
No. At Chelsea Childcare. Okay. Look,
call me Monday, hey? I'm late for
work.
ANGLE:
Galvin scribbles on pad as we hear Kathy hanging up. "Kathy
Price. Chelsea Childcare."
INT. EASTERN AIRLINES TERMINAL - BOSTON - DAY
Galvin hurrying across the lobby. Stops by DO IT YOURSELF
SHUTTLE TICKET COUNTER. Takes form, starts to write on it.
ANGLE - P.O.V.
The form "BOSTON - NEW YORK SHUTTLE. SELF SERVICE TICKET."
Galvin filling in his name and address in pencil.
INT. GALVIN'S OFFICE - DAY
Laura asleep on the couch. Mickey asleep on the other couch.
The phone is ringing. She wakes up. Looks around. Goes
groggily to phone, answers.
LAURA:
(on phone)
Hello? Mr. Gal... where are you...?
Mickey wakes up, looks around.
LAURA:
You're going to New York? I... you're
kidding... Because I'm going to New
York.
(beat)
I just got a call. I have to go sign
papers. About my divorce. I... good.
Frank. We'll meet there. All right?
Mickey has woken up. Swings his feet to the floor. Picks up
a pack of cigarettes. Crushes it. It is empty.
LAURA:
Can we meet there, Joe?
Mickey gets to his feet.
MICKEY:
(to Laura)
You got a cigarette...?
She shrugs, "I don't know..."
LAURA:
At the Beacon. On Fifty-third
Street... we can spend the night.
Mickey has gone over to Laura's purse. Opens it, rummaging.
Comes up with a pack of cigarettes. He sees something in the
purse. Stops.
ANGLE - P.O.V.
The open purse. The red-backed legal form. The letterhead
reads, "CONCANNON, BARKER, WHITE," stamped huge across it in
black:
"CONFIDENTIAL. EYES ONLY!!!" Mickey takes out theform, turns page. It reads, "Report on Joseph Galvin," lists
haunts, habits, and is heavily notated in various types of
pen and pencil.
LAURA (V.O.)
(on phone)
At around four...?
ANGLE:
Mickey replacing the form and the cigarettes. He re-closes
the purse. He turns to her. She has seen nothing.
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