Unbreakable Page #8

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David sits up in bed staring at a torn section of newspaper in his hands.

Jeremy is asleep horizontally with his legs over David's legs.

David doesn't blink as he gazes at the headline silently...

"TRAIN CRASH DEATH TOLL CONFIRMED AT 131 DEAD. 1 SURVIVOR"

Beat. David slides out from under his son's legs. Jeremy stirs but doesn't wake

up.

David moves to the darkness of the corner of the room. He opens a closet door.

A NAKED HANGING BULB GOES ON as David yanks a chain. David steps inside the

narrow closet and closes the door slightly so the LIGHT FROM THE BULB DOESN'T

FALL ON JEREMY.

There's just enough room to stand and look around. David reaches up and pulls a

small travel bag out of the way. David stretches as he feels on the top shelf.

His hand comes down with something wrapped in a t-shirt. He unwraps it. It's a

handgun.

He stares at it for a beat before wrapping it back up and replacing it to the

highest shelf.

He stretches even more. Reaches farther back. WE HEAR SOMETHING SLIDE ON THE

SHELF AS HE PULLS IT FORWARD.

He pulls down a folder jammed with clippings. He opens the folder to reveal a

young David in football uniform holding his helmet in the air victoriously. The

word "Champion" is written over his head. David flips through the top clippings

- all are images and stories of David and football.

He turns the pile over. Goes to the last clipping. This piece of paper is folded

over three times, unlike the others. He opens it.

It's a newspaper headline. It reads...

"CAR ACCIDENT LEAVES TWO INJURED"

David puts the new headline next to the old one... They look like a set. Even the

font is similar.

David stares at the old headline. Stares hard at the photo of the bent and

heavily damaged car laying upside down in the middle of the highway... The bulb

seems to flicker. David is utterly still.

SOMEONE KNOCKS AT THE BEDROOM DOOR. David gets startled.

He puts back the clippings. Stuffing the new one inside with them. He replaces it

back to the top shelf and leaves the closet.

ANOTHER SOFT SET OF KNOCKS as David moves across the bedroom. He opens the door.

Megan stands in the darkened hall. Beat.

DAVID(whisper)

Hi.

Megan nods. Beat.

MEGAN(whisper)

I've come to a decision.

DAVID(whisper)

Oh.

Beat.

MEGAN(whisper)

Let me just ask you

something okay? And you can

be totally honest. I'm

prepared for any answer. It

won't affect me...

David nods, "yes."

MEGAN(whisper)

Have you been with anyone?

Since we started having

problems? The answer won't

affect me.

Beat. David stares at his wife.

MEGAN(whisper)

It won't affect me either

way.

Beat. David doesn't say anything. He just nods, "No."

Megan's face starts to tremble. She starts crying. Tears roll over her very

affected face. She tries to wipe them away, but there's too many. Beat.

MEGAN(soft)

...My decision is... I'd

like to start again. Pretend

we're at the beginning.

(beat)

It's a big deal you walked

away from that train. It's

a second chance.

(beat)

If you want to ask me out

sometime, that would be

okay.

Megan nods and walks down the stairs as she wipes her face. David watches her

disappear into the shadows.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. VETERAN'S STADIUM - AFTERNOON

Sunday afternoon. The cavernous stadium opens up into a picture perfect blue sky.

The Philadelphia Eagles pro football players are in uniform and doing stretches

on the field. The opposing team warms up on the other end of the field.

The sixty thousand seats are already half filled as fans stream in on every level

of the stadium.

CUT TO:

EXT. ENTRANCE GATE 27B - AFTERNOON

A line of ticket holders snakes towards two turnstiles where stadium crew are

ripping tickets.

David Dunne stands to one side with two other security guards.

The fans moving through the turnstiles are clad in all types of Eagles

paraphernalia. A group of girls carries a homemade banner that David reads as he

tilts his head sideways. "We sleep with quarterbacks," is written in block

letters.

David stares at a woman carrying a newborn infant in her arms. The baby is

wearing an eagles uniform.

The WALKIE TALKIE on David's hip bursts to life. He pulls it off his hip an

listens.

WALKIE:

Dunne, it's Jenkins, we got

a guy at gate 17C with a

bogus ticket. Says he knows

you. He won't tell me his

name.

DAVID(into walkie)

What's he look like?

WALKIE:

He's got the most beautiful

eyes... The hell kind of

question is that? He's a

guy.

DAVID(into walkie)

Send him packing. I'm not

walking all the way over

there.

WALKIE:

Consider him packed. I

didn't like his attitude...

Struttin around with a cane

and sh*t.

Beat.

DAVID(into walkie)

Hold up Jenkins...

CUT TO:

EXT. ENTRANCE GATE 17C - AFTERNOON

David finds Elijah waiting to the side as the crowds funnel through the gate.

Elijah offers his hand as he walks up. David doesn't take it.

ELIJAH:

They said I couldn't get in

with my ticket.

Elijah offers him the ticket. David inspects it.

DAVID:

It's for last week's game.

ELIJAH:

I've come to understand

that...

(beat)

An ill advised purchase in

the parking lot.

David hands Elijah back the ticket.

DAVID:

What do you want?

ELIJAH:

Not money.

(beat)

But I appreciate your

healthy cynicism in the

manner. It will be wise for

both of us to proceed with

greatest caution.

DAVID:

We're not proceeding

anywhere together.

ELIJAH:

We've already begun.

David looks around.

DAVID:

One more time. What is it

you want?

Beat.

ELIJAH:

Why is it, do you think,

that of all the professions

in the world... you chose

protection?

DAVID:

Are you for real?

ELIJAH:

You could have poured coffee

in Starbucks, you could have

learned to install track

lighting in office

buildings, you could have

told people their horoscopes

on the internet... You could

have been one of ten

thousand things... but in

the end, you chose to

protect people. You made

that decision... and I find

that very, very interesting.

(beat)

Now all I need is your

credit card number.

Beat. Elijah smiles.

ELIJAH:

That last part was a joke.

David fights it. But he smiles anyway. Beat.

DAVID:

I got this job because my

college coach called the guy

who manages the stadium.

There's no hidden meaning to

it.

David's walkie makes NOIES on his hip.

DAVID:

They need me at the gate.

David stares at Elijah leaning on his walking stick.

DAVID:

Did you really want to see

the game? I can get you in.

CUT TO:

EXT. ENTRANCE GATE 27B - AFTERNOON

The line of fans outside the gate has tripled in size and intensity.

David and Elijah move along the line towards the turnstiles.

DAVID:

It gets heaviest ten minutes

before kickoff.

David bumps a guy in line wearing an army jacket. David looks backs at him and

continues walking.

David moves to a security guard near the turnstiles.

DAVID:

Why don't we pat down?

David walks to his post near the gate and faces the crowd. Elijah moves next to

him.

DAVID:

Just give me a minute.

ELIJAH:

Is there a problem?

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