Unbreakable Page #9

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DAVID:

That guy in green. Sometimes

people carry weapons in

here. Then they drink too

much. They're team isn't

doing so well, bad things

happen... We do random pat

downs of the crowd to

discourage people from

carrying.

(beat)

If he's carrying, he'll step

out of line.

Elijah observes as a security team pats down random males as they move through

the turnstiles.

The GREEN ARMY JACKETED MAN moves forward in the line. His face is blank as he

watches the pat down ahead of him. He's twenty people from the turnsstile.

David eyes him. Fifteen people away... Ten...

The man coughs and steps out of the line. Elijah watches the green army jacket

melt into the thick part of the crowd and disappear as it moves away from the

stadium.

CUT TO:

INT. STADIUM TUNNEL - AFTERNOON

AN UNLIT arched concrete passageway. The SUNLIGHT from the stadium streams in

causing long shadows.

Elijah stands waiting in the ground tunnel by himself.

THE THUNDEROUS CHEERS OF THE SIXTY THOUSAND FANS IN THE STADIUM ECHOES FROM THE

FIELD INTO THE TUNNEL.

David enters the tunnel and joins Elijah. He hands him a ticket.

DAVID:

I got you a seat in the

seven hundred level.

(points straight up)

It's nose-bleed territory,

but at least you won't get

spit on.

ELIJAH:

How did you know that man

you bumped was carrying a

weapon?

DAVID:

Probably the army jacket.

Those guys carry hunting

knives and stuff for show.

ELIJAH:

You thought he was carrying

a knife?

Beat.

DAVID:

I thought he was carrying

something.

ELIJAH:

But not a knife?

DAVID:

I got this picture of a

silver handled gun tucked in

his pants.

(beat)

Like on t.v.

Elijah stares at David. THE STADIUM CHEERS BOUNCE OFF THE GRAY WALLS.

ELIJAH:

You have good instincts when

it comes to things like

that?

DAVID:

Like what?

ELIJAH:

Telling when people have

done something wrong?

Beat.

DAVID:

Yes.

ELIJAH:

Have you ever tried to

develop it?

DAVID:

I don't know what you're

asking?

ELIJAH:

You're skill.

Beat.

DAVID:

Listen. I got to be on the

sidelines during the game...

You can get to your seat by

taking the stairwell at-

ELIJAH:

Characters in comic books

are often attributed special

powers. X-ray vision, things

of that sort.

David exhales slowly as he stares at Elijah.

DAVID:

Okay, I don't want to play

this game anymore.

ELIJAH:

It's an exaggeration of the

truth. Maybe it's based on

something as simple as

instinct. Like being able to

touch someone and tell

whether they've done

something wrong... Or the

level of what they've done

wrong.

DAVID:

The guy might not have been

carrying anything.

ELIJAH:

Or he might have been

carrying a silver handled

gun tucked in his pants.

David's WALKIE ERUPTS WITH NOISE.

DAVID:

I have to go now.

ELIJAH:

One last question.

Beat.

DAVID:

Quick.

ELIJAH:

The car accident you were

in... Was there anyone else

involved?

The two men stand very still in the tunnel.

DAVID:

Yes. My wife Megan. She was

in the car with me.

David turns and starts down the hall. David talks back over his shoulder.

DAVID:

Have a good life Elijah and

try to buy your tickets at

an authorized sales

location.

Elijah watches as the silhouetted figure of David Dunne jogs down the darkness of

the tunnel.

CUT TO:

INT. CAR - LATE AFTERNOON

We are inside a customized car. The dashboard is covered in some sort of thin

foam padding. The steering wheel and gear shift have the same padding. Every

corner and hard surface has been safe guarded. Elijah sits behind the wheel of

his car in the parking lot of the stadium. He sits as thoughts crash at his head.

Beat.

He finally reaches for the keys and starts up the car. He looks into the rearview

mirror and sees the man in the GREEN ARMY JACKET pass behind his car.

Elijah quickly turns and sees the man moving through the parked cars heading out

of the parking lot.

Elijah takes a deep breath and turns off the engine.

CUT TO:

EXT. PARKING LOT - LATE AFTERNOON

Elijah's walking stick makes RHYTHMIC CLICKS on the concrete parking lot.

The figure in the army jacket seems to move farther away with every step.

Elijah starts breathing harder. He pushes himself to move faster. He avoids the

hard chrome bumpers and tailpipes that jut out from the cars as he quickens his

pace through the lot.

He gains on the army jacket.

ELIJAH(calls out)

Hold up for a second!

The man in the army jacket turns as he reaches a subway entrance that marks the

end of the parking lot. He looks back at Elijah for a beat. Doesn't like what he

sees. He disappears into the subway entrance.

Elijah quickens into a jog now. He hasn't done this in a while and it's painful.

He makes it with great strain to the subway.

He looks into the entrance...

A steep flight of stairs leads to the subway floor. The tail of the army jacket

is glimpsed before it disappears.

Elijah breathes hard as he takes hold of the railing.

ELIJAH(calls out)

I just want to ask you

something!

Elijah's VOICE ECHOES down the stairs. No response.

Elijah starts his descent.

THE SOUND OF A SUBWAY PULLING IN ROARS UP THE STAIRS.

Elijah has to move fast. He takes the steps with less and less hesitation. He's

moving with great agility... and then his foot catches on a step.

His hand slips away from the railing...

He falls down the remaining part of the stairs. The FIRST SICKENING CRACK is

heard when his hand reaches out to stop his fall.

The SECOND CRACK IS MORE LIKE A CRUNCH AS HIS LEG LANDS AWKWARDLY ON THE METAL

STAIRS.

He comes to a stop in a pile on the dirty gum stained floor of the subway

landing. His jaw is locked in a HORRIFIC SCREAM THAT GETS EATEN BY THE ROAR OF

THE SUBWAY TRAIN PULLING IN.

His contorted anguished face sees the turnstiles of the subway upside down. The

green army jacketed man looks back at Elijah with a blank expression pushing

through the turnstile.

The last thing Elijah sees before he blacks out, is the tail of the man's coat

riding up as he move through the turnstile. The SILVER HANDLE OF A GUN peeks out

from the belt of his pants.

CUT TO:

EXT. BUS STOP - DUSK

David's neighborhood turns crimson as the day comes to an end. The Septa bus

pulls to a stop in front of a public high school. David steps off, still in his

security clothes. The bus pulls away as he hears his SON'S VOICE.

David turns to the high school football field behind him. A group of children are

having a touch football game. Jeremy runs out from the huddle across the field to

David.

JEREMY:

Was it sold out?

David nods, "No."

DAVID:

You know how mad your mom

would be if she knew you

were playing football?

Jeremy nods.

JEREMY:

Are you going to tell?

David nods, "No."

JEREMY:

You want yo play the last

downs? We got a big guy like

you. You can play on

opposite sides.

David looks to the fields to see a very muscular college age man in sweats who

stands with the other children.

JEREMY:

He's Potter's cousin. He's

the starting corner back for

Temple University.

David stares at his son.

JEREMY:

He going pro in the draft.

They say he can run the

fifty-

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