The White Angel Page #14

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112 EXT NIGHT SHOP FRONT - STECKLERS eyes find a way to the shop front and

the collection of the shop dummies - especially the one wearing the

white dress... STECKLER hears a noise behind himself...

113 EXT NIGHT ALLEYWAY - Once more the STREET PUNK is hassling a girl -

STECKLER walks briskly up...

The STREET PUNK has a knife in his left hand, his right bandaged - he

demands her purse - but she won't give. Viscously he lashes out with

the blade cutting the woman's leg - she shrieks out in pain before

relinquishing her purse.

The punk picks it up just as STECKLER moves out of the shadows -

The PUNK turns round brandishing his blade...

STREET PUNK:

You got a prob...?

STECKLER steps out of the shadows. The PUNK's face drops - without

warning he spins on his heel and runs for his life...

STECKLER smiles - amused by him. He turns his attention to the girl on

the floor.

STECKLER turns to the woman who is lying amongst some old card boxes,

blood seeping out over her clothes from the cut on her leg...

She looks up at STECKLER as though he were Lancelot...

STECKLER:

I'm a doctor - my surgery is just around

the corner

114 INT DAY STECKLERS SURGERY - The door opens into darkness as STECKLER

helps the girl (MARY) in. An alarm beeper sounds. He flicks on the

lights and the flourescents illuminate a cold and clinical room - a

modern torture chamber for some.

114 CONTINUED:

STECKLER:

I'll just turn off the ALARM

STECKLER disappears off around the corner and down a hallway, pulling

keys from his pocket.

MARY limps into the room - her eyes fixed on an array of tools, probes,

scalpels - all bright silver and VERY nasty...

The alarm sound stops... There is a distant crash of something falling

to the floor...

Silence...

MARY:

Hello?!

Silence...

MARY:

(getting nervous) Hello?!

Suddenly, STECKLER appears behind her, putting his hand on her shoulder

- She jumps a little...

STECKLER:

Sorry about that - lets get you up

here...

He helps her onto the chair. Blood freely seeps from a wound on her

upper thigh.

MARY:

I don't know how to thank you - I think

he was going to rape or kill me

STECKLER:

If I were you, I'd stick to daylight and

wide open spaces from now on - lets get

this off.

STECKLER helps the woman remove her jogging trousers. She winces and

groans as he does so. STECKLER inspects the wound...

STECKLER:

It's not bad - it looks a lot worse than

it is... You probably won't need

stitches

(CONTINUED)

114 CONTINUED (2):

He takes a swab and wipes away the blood. The wound can clearly be seen

and it looks pitifully small.

MARY:

Is that it? Some war wound that turned

out to be

STECKLER laughs...

He takes a swab and makes her hold it on the wound.

STECKLER:

This will stop it making too much of a

mess

MARY:

I'm terribly sorry...

STECKLER:

Don't mention it...

His eyes wander up her leg - to her pants - white and very skimpy... He

takes an involuntary deep breath. Her rather unflattering position, one

leg on and one leg off the chair strikes a sexual image that runs

shivers down STECKLERS spine...

STECKLER:

I'll call a taxi and make some tea while

you wait.

115 INT NIGHT UTILITY ROOM - STECKLER stands in a plume of wild steam from

the kettle spout. His eyes fixed and unmoving on his tool box - a

hammer sits atop.

116 INT NIGHT SURGERY - STECKLER enters with a tray and one cup of tea. He

places it on the steel table next to the chair and the woman who has

now covered herself up

She looks up from her bloody wound and smiles

MARY:

Thank you - but don't you want a cup?

For a long time, STECKLER hovers behind her - not saying anything.

(CONTINUED)

116 CONTINUED:

STECKLER:

No, I'm not thirsty thank you. I called

a taxi - they are very good here - he

should be here very...

There is a beep beep outside. Both MARY and STECKLER smile at the

timing. She stands

MARY:

That's not too bad -

She turns to STECKLER...

MARY:

I don't know how to thank you - you have

been so kind - if only more people in

the world could be more like you...

She moves closer and lightly kisses him on the cheek...She extends her

hand.

MARY:

I'm MARY STANLEY - nice to meet you

STECKLER:

(Smiles) LESLIE STECKLER...

She turns and exits the surgery.

117 EXT/INT NIGHT STREET/SURGERY - MARY climbs into the taxi and waves as

it pulls away.

STECKLER returns the wave.

He turns and walks over to his chair and lies back in it - a little

like a psychiatrists chair. He sips her tea. Slowly he raises his arm

up - he is holding the hammer. He rests it on his chest.

FADE TO BLACK:

118 EXT DAY SHOP FRONT - We see the shop front. Slowly we move into the

window which has the three dummies display. The centre dummy which was

wearing the white dress is being undressed by a shop assistant.

119 INT NIGHT LIVING ROOM - Cut to a huge close up of the TV screen.

STECKLER cannot speak - something holds him back - we move from the

camera to him -

119 CONTINUED:

STECKLER:

Turn it off - I can't handle that thing

anymore

CARTER turns off the machine - she senses something is different -

STECKLER moves forward, craving human intimacy...

CARTER:

What's wrong?

STECKLER:

I am ashamed of what I have done ELLEN.

When I read what you had written it made

me think - look into myself - I haven't

dared look into myself for a long time -

I have stopped ELLEN, I can't carry on -

I won't carry on. All I want is to start

a new life - I want a second

chance...You are good to me - you don't

condescend, you're intelligent, and very

beautiful...

CARTER listens on - not moving at all...

STECKLER:

You don't disappoint or let me down

ELLEN. I want the woman who helped me

put the past behind me by my side - if

she will have me for the short time I

have left.

CARTER sits silent and dumfounded.

STECKLER produces a large box, gift wrapped. He passes it to CARTER -

CARTER:

What is it?

STECKLER:

Open it...

With trepidation CARTER opens the box. She discovers the white dress

from the shop window, beautifully folded, with a pair of matching

shoes...

CARTER:

You want me to wear this for you?

(CONTINUED)

119 CONTINUED (2):

STECKLER:

Yes...

CARTER:

You want me to wear white for you? You

must be madder than I thought...

STECKLER:

But ELLEN, I told you I have stopped...

CARTER:

But for how long - what will set you off

again? You'll be walking down the street

and some girl will be wearing a white

hat - and that will be it - back on the

merry go round...

CARTER stands - completely engulfed in disbelief and anger...

CARTER:

You can't just flush your past down the

toilet of life - you want a second

chance - what about the girls you killed

- did they have a second chance - No -

because you killed them. And I'm good to

you - I don't condescend, and don't let

you down. You know why LESLIE - because

you've got me by the short and curlies -

I don't have a choice, either I go to

jail or to the grave! In answer to your

question LESLIE - No I won't have you.

Never.

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