
Watchmen Page #18
RORSCHACH:
Some nice flowers.
The Psychiatrist eyes him, dubious. Holds up another card.
FLASH OF:
Rorschach as a little boy looking up at TWO OLDERBOYS, teasing him. Calling him "son of a whore." Rorschach
just wants to be left alone when one of the Boys SPITS in his
face. Suddenly, Rorschach's face changes. He attacks the Boy
like a wild animal--biting, clawing .
RORSCHACH (CONT'D)
Clouds.
The Psychiatrist sighs, puts the cards down.
PSYCHIATRIST:
Tell me about Rorschach. Will you do
that?
RORSCHACH:
Why are you here with me, doctor?
PSYCHIATRIST:
Because I want to make you well.
(CONTINUED)
68.
CONTINUED:
(2)RORSCHACH:
There's other men in here with behavior
more extreme than mine. Of course,
they're not famous. You want to know
about Rorschach, doctor? I'll tell you
about Rorschach
EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT (FLASHBACK - 13 YEARS AGO)
Rorschach, walks through intermittent STREETLIGHTS. In his
GLOVE, he holds a PHOTO of an angelic SIX YEAR OLD GIRL.
RORSCHACH (V.0.)
I was investigating a kidnap case. Blair
Roche, 6 year old girl. I was young then.
Too soft on criminals. I let them live.
EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT (FLASHBACK - 13 YEARS AGO)
A creepy, deserted-looking house. Rorschach peers through a
slatted fence at TWO GERMAN SHEPHERDS FIGHTING.
RORSCHACH (V.0.)
Broke a man's arm to get a tip. Led me to
the missing girl's location.
INT. HOUSE - NIGHT (FLASHBACK - 13 YEARS AGO)
CRACK! The front door is KICKED OPEN, smashing the lock.
Rorschach moves between a line of headless MANNEQUINS. In one
corner rests an old WOOD-BURNING STOVE. Rorschach peers
inside, removes a BLACKENED scrap of UNDERWEAR. It's
decorated with little hearts and bears.
RORSCHACH (V.0.)
I knew the girl was here. But when I
searched the place I found nothing.
INT. HOUSE - KITCHEN - NIGHT (FLASHBACK - 13 YEARS AGO)
Rorschach enters the kitchen. Out the window, the DOGS are
fighting. Rorschach opens a cupboard, where a line of KNIVES,
CLEAVERS and a HACKSAW hang on hooks. Outside, the snarling
dogs get LOUDER.
Slowly now, Rorschach's gaze moves from the knives . to
the counter. He runs his gloved finger along RED STAINED,
DEEP-CUT GROOVES in a THICK WOODEN CHOPPING BLOCK. Blood. His
gaze continues out the window
RORSCHACH (V.0.)
And then I found her.
(CONTINUED)
69.
CONTINUED:
. to the dogs, still fighting over the BONE, which we now
recognize as a small, HUMAN FEMUR--that of the little girl.
Rorschach clenches his hands in fury, his fists tremble
and suddenly, he relaxes. Calms.
Rorschach slowly turns to the cupboard. He reaches for a
large CLEAVER .
EXT. HOUSE - LATER (FLASHBACK - 13 YEARS AGO)
The CHILD MOLESTER, greasy and fat, walks past the now-silent
fence.
RORSCHACH (V.0.)
It was dark when the murderer got back.
As dark as it gets.
INT. HOUSE - NIGHT (FLASHBACK - 13 YEARS AGO)
The Man flicks a LIGHT SWITCH. Nothing. He draws a GUN.
INT. HOUSE KITCHEN - NIGHT (FLASHBACK - 13 YEARS AGO)
He tries the light in here. Nothing again. He turns away as
the BODY of a DEAD GERMAN SHEPARD CRASHES THROUGH THE WINDOW!
He SCRAMBLES through the warehouse, falling over mannequins.
He FIRES madly into the dark. The SECOND DOG SMASHES INTO HIM
FROM A SECOND WINDOW. His gun goes flying. He scrambles
backward against the stove.
FROM BEHIND, Rorschach CUFFS THE MAN'S WRIST TO THE STOVE.
When the Child Molester sees that "face," he loses his
bladder. Rorschach just stares, mask-blots shifting
CHILD MOLESTER:
You think I had something to do with that
girl? I didn't! Where's your evidence?
Rorschach calmly points to body of the dog. (It is the
same image Rorschach saw in the first blot-card.)
CHILD MOLESTER (CONT'D)
Okay, I confess! I kidnapped her! I
killed her! Arrest me!
RORSCHACH:
Men get arrested.
Rorschach RAISES THE CLEAVER, high over his head
(CONTINUED)
70.
CONTINUED:
RORSCHACH (cont'd)
Dogs get put down.
Rorschach SWINGS the cleaver DOWN. Blood SPATTERS his mask.
The Psychiatrist listens, paralyzed. Horrified.
RORSCHACH:
A tremor of impact shook my arm. Warm
blood splashed my face. It was Walter
Kovacs who screamed, who closed his eyes--
it was Rorschach who opened them again.
RORSCHACH (cont'd)
You see, Doctor. God didn't kill that
little girl, fate didn't butcher her and
destiny didn't feed her to those dogs. If
God saw what any of us did that night, he
didn't seem to mind. From then on, I
knew. God doesn't make the world this
way. We do.
The Psychiatrist rises shakily. He crosses to the GUARD.
PSYCHIATRIST:
I can't help him.
INT. PRISON COMMISSARY - EVENING
The Mess hall is PACKED, hundreds of INMATES eat dinner.
Rorschach enters. The place goes instantly, heavily SILENT.
Suddenly someone yells:
RANDOM VOICE:
Hey Rorschach, I heard your momma was a
whore!
A cruel RIPPLE OF LAUGHTER and the mass conversation begins
again as Rorschach takes his place in the food line. A HUGE
PRISONER moves in behind him. He whispers:
PRISONER:
Hey, Rorschach. You're pretty famous,
right? Y'know, I'm pretty famous too.
Maybe I can give you my autograph.
The Prisoner slides a SHIV from his sleeve
(CONTINUED)
71.
CONTINUED:
Rorschach doesn't register this. He waits for the FRY-COOK
behind the counter to turn away--
--then casually reaches across and lifts the DEEP-FRYER
BASKET from its mount--
--the Prisoner JABS the shiv forward--Rorschach spins,
GRIPPING the man's wrist and FLINGING the BOILING GREASE INTO
THE MAN'S FACE. The man SHRIEKS like a FIRE WHISTLE and
CRASHES TO THE GROUND. The Guards DESCEND on Rorschach.
Rorschach is calm as he's dragged away. As the injured man's
screams fall away to weak, bubbling hitches, the room once
again goes silent. Rorschach eyes the fearful, hateful eyes
of the room, marking each one. And in the silence he speaks,
his icy voice carrying easily.
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