Le Tirane
22-11-2005, 18:57
I'm 13 years old and writing this for a contest, so could you please rate it...
Also it is only about 1/5 the rest is still in writing, it will conflict in parts so humor me...:)
To the Moderators there are like 2 swears in here and my other post got murdered by you guys so spare me....:(
Oh ya try to suggest a name....
DARK (LATE AT NIGHT, RAINING LIGHTLY) 1995 April 3rd.
You see a lone white male standing at a corner of an empty street. A figure walks slowly towards him, glancing around as he walks (you do not see the persons face). The man turns to greet the walker when the figure lunges at the man suddenly and knocks him down the man struggles and knocks over a garbage can next to him, then the figure grabs the mans head and smashes it on the ground, the man stops moving. The figure looks around and then drags the man into a nearby alley; you hear a thud, a door slamming and an engine starting, a large white van drives slowly out of the alley and down the street...
UNIVERSITY OF VANCOUVER—EARLY AFTERNOON (NEXT DAY)
(ZOOM IN ON JAMIE O’CONNOR IN CLASSROOM)
Dr.Hunter-OK, if you all read your notes last night you can describe to me the three basic things you need to prove a case and warrant an arrest? Anyone?
ABOUT FIVE HANDS GO UP
(DR.HUNTER SIGHS AND POINTS AT JAMIE)
Dr.Hunter-Jamie?
Jamie-Means, Motive and Opportunity, sir?
Dr.Hunter (BEAMING)-Yes, I see someone did their reading…
Dr.Hunter - And could anyone describe what can drive a killer to….
(DR.HUNTER IS INTERUPTED BY INTERCOM)
Intercom-Could Jamie O’Connor please report to Professor Weibe’s office please
(DR.HUNTER NODS AT JAMIE, JAMIE GRABS HIS BOOKS AND LEAVES THE ROOM)
(JAMIE OUTSIDE DR.WEIBE’S OFFICE)
(DOOR OPEN)
Dr.Wiebe -come in Jamie…
(JAMIE WALKS INTO OFFICE AND SITS DOWN IN LEATHER CHAIR IN FRONT OF DR.WIEBE’S DESK)
Jamie-Hello Sir...
Dr.Weibe- Hello Jamie
(DR.WEIBE LEANS OVERDESK)
Dr.Weibe-Tea, Jamie?
Jamie-Thank you sir..
Dr.Weibe-So Jamie you may be confused about why I called you down here, am I right….
Jamie-Yes, sir..
Dr.Weibe-Well Jamie, they didn’t give me much info on it either but I’ll tell you what I know, you may have heard about the recent string of murders… 4 in the last 3 weeks and all murdered in the same way we have they setting for a serial killer here. They have received a tip that involves criminal profiling they asked us to send our best profiler to them, which is undoubtedly you, during this you will be excused from your studies so you can focus on this assignment. Do you understand what I’ve just told you Jamie?
Jamie-Yes...
Dr.Weibe-you are scheduled to meet Sergeant Bailey at the Vancouver Police Department at 4:00; she will update you on the rest of the situation..
(DR.WEIBE GLANCES UP AT THE CLOCK)
Dr.Weibe-Sorry Jamie, but I have a meeting with the board of directors I have to go now.
(DR.WEIBE SHAKES JAMIES HAND)
Dr.Weibe-Good Luck M’boy…
(DR.WEIBE LEAVES HIS OFFICE)
(JAMIE LOOKS UP AT CLOCK IT READS 3:05)
VANCOUVER POLICE DEPARTMENT (IN FRONT OFFICE)
(YOU SEE POLICE OFFICERS RUNNING ABOUT PHONES RINGING AND PEOPLE SHOUTING)
(SERGEANT BAILEY WALKS UP TO JAMIE LOOKING WORRIED)
Sergeant Bailey-Sorry we have a kidnapping on our hand and we’re short of staff and Abbotsford isn’t sending any men for the search, my cubicle is over by the door just wait there I’ll the there in a minute...help yourself to some coffee.
Jamie-Thank you..
(JAMIE WALKS DOWN HALL TO CUBICLE, IT’S A SMALL CUBICLE BUT SO ARE MOST OF THE CUBLICLES, THERE ARE PICTURES OF HER HUSBAND AND TWO DAUGHTERS ON HER DESK<ALONG WITH A ASSORTMENT OF CHILD’S DRAWINGS)
-FEW MINUTES LATER-
Sergeant Bailey(SHAKING JAMIE’S HAND)-hey thanks for coming down, Mr. O’Connor we really need you!
Jamie-yes looks like you do...
Sergeant-Okay, I’m supposed update you on what you’ll be doing for us,(RUMMAGING THROUGH FILE CABINET)-ok here it is this is your file..
(SHE PASSES IT TO JAMIE)
(FILE 1298 DR.NATHAN CROFT)
Sergeant Bailey-We need you to interview Dr.Nathan Croft, brilliant psychologist, he runs a profession on the north side giving therapy to drug addicts and prostitutes about 5 years ago he sent us a report on sociopath’s that were at risk for murder on we need you to interview him on any of those people on that list that could be doing the killings...
Jamie- but sir why would you consider a sociopath for the killings, from what I’ve read they’re just normal gangland slayings..
Sergeant Bailey-from what you’ve read that’s it our chiefs aren’t allowing the media to print any details about the killing other than people have been killed,(SIGHS) well I might as well keep you inform follow me..
(SERGEANT BAILEY AND JAMIE WALK DOWN HALLWAY TOWARDS DOOR, SERGEANT BAILY OPENS DOOR AND JAIME GO’S IN)
Sergeant Bailey-this is our forensics lab..
(JAMIE GLANCES OVER AT PHOTOS LINING THE WALL, PHOTOS OF YOUNG MEN LYING ON THE GROUND DEAD WITH THEIR FACES ENTIELY DESTROYED)
Jamie- (SHUDDERS)
Sergeant Bailey- Nice Huh, that was the condition we found all 4 of them in.
(BAILEY GRABS A SHEET OF PAPER FROM A FILE ON THE TABLE NEXT TO HIM)
Sergeant Bailey-Jeffery Stewart-Age 25 White/Male Missing 3/11/95 Found 3/23/95
David Layton -Age 29 White/Male Missing 3/16/95 Found 3/25/95
George Decapria-Age 21 White/Male Missing 3/21/95 Found 3/29/95
Blain Goodman -Age 23 White/Male Missing 3/26/95 Found 3/31/95
Sergeant Bailey-and the man who was reported missing yesterday matches the description of all those men...So we’re guessing that this man was taken by the same killer.
Sergeant Bailey-so we’re trying get a profile on the killer and we’re hoping that Dr.Croft could give us one or he might even know who the killer is, he might have given him counseling at one time.
Sergeant-Do you scare easily Mr.O’Connor...
Jamie-not yet.
Sergeant Bailey-good, then you’ll need this
(SERGEANT BAILEY HAND JAMIE A BADGE)
Sergeant Bailey-gives you the same power as a officer of the law, use it carefully.
(SERGEANT BAILY HOLDS OUT HAND AND JAMIE SHAKES IT)
Sergeant Bailey-good luck Mr.O’Connor, you’ll need it..
(JAMIE WALKS OUT OF PLICE HEADQUARTERS AND INTO PARKING LOT AND GETS INTO HIS CAR)
-DRIVING-
RADIO-The Vancouver Police Department had just confirmed the missing persons report for Adam Sandler who was reported missing by is wife this morning, his clothes were found by police shoved in a garbage can in front of Adam Sandler’s house, which has been the signature of the Serial Killer the Riverman.
(JAMIES CAR PULLS INTO A PARKING SPACE OUTSIDE A SMALL BROWNSTONE PLAZA WITH THE SIGN “DR.CROFT THERAPY AND COUNSELLING”, JAMIE EXITS CAR AND GOES INTO BUILDING SUNSET 6:12 AM)
Jamie-Hello, Is anyone here?
(SECRETARY COMES OUT OF DOOR ON SIDE OF HALLWAY)
Secretary (Mrs.Andreas)-Yes?
(JAMIE HOLDS UP BADGE)
Jamie-Vancouver Police Department, I’m supposed to talk to Dr. Nathan Croft.
Mrs. Andreas (WORRIEDLY)-Yes, he’s in his office down the hall...is anything wrong?
Jaime-no miss I just need to talk with him...thank you.
(JAIME WALKS TOWARDS DR.CROFTS OFFICE AND KNOCKS ON DOOR)
Dr.Croft-yes, who is it?
Jamie-Jamie O’Connor Vancouver Police Department.
Dr.Croft- (Sighs) well they’ve finally sent someone, well you’d better come in.
(JAIME WALKS IN AND SITS DOWN IN CHAIR IN FRONT OF DR.CROFTS DESK)
Jamie-Hello Dr.Croft
Dr.Croft-Yes, Hello and could you please explain why you have interrupted my day off.
Jamie-Well sir, you have probably heard about the killings taking place on the northside, and well, we are hoping that you may be able to give us a profile, that we desperately need, now that that its label a serial killer.
Dr.Croft-Ahh yes, the Riverman killings the best physchopath we’ve had down here in years, and I can give you more than a profile I can give you all the information you need to catch this killer, if I want to that is...
Jamie-If you want to? Don’t you want to stop these killings, sir.
Dr.Croft-no particularly not anyway they will stop soon anyway that is if he hasn’t totally cracked up during the last few years.
Jamie-you don’t want to but why, and the killer is a he, how do you know that.
Dr.Croft-Mr.O’Connor I know every little thing about this person and whether I tell you all of it is up to me...
Jamie-But Doctor..
Dr.Croft-you aren’t even a police officer are you, let me see your badge.
(JAMIE HOLD OUT BADGE TO DR.CROFT)
Dr.Croft-yes I was right this expires in a week how many police officers carry around badges that expire in a week, you were to unprofessional that whets giving you away, if your wondering, police officer don’t beg. You’re just a normal average university stiff, they just placed you here to test me to see if I was ripe for the picking.
(JAMIES EYES FLASH)
Dr.Croft- Ahhh Mr.O’Connor I see I’ve hit a nerve, you can’t stand someone calling you normal, average, plain can you, you’ve worked your whole life to get yourself out of that immigrant labor rut.
But Mr.O’Connor schooling can not erase everything can it, like that Irish accent that you’re trying so hard to cover.
Jaime- (ANGRILY) sir. This has nothing to do with what I’m trying to talk to you about.
Dr.Croft-No. Jamie it has everything to with what your talking to me about.
Jamie-How...?
Dr.Croft-your Irish, Aren’t you O’Connor immigrant to and when did you come here...
Jamie-1983
Dr.Croft-let, me guess you came here to escape from the rioting in Northern Ireland, O’Connor
Jaime-Yes...
Dr.Croft-but, why would you leave when your friends and family and relatives were all there, tell me
Jamie-My father died..
Dr.Croft-In the riots?
Jamie-yes, he was protecting our store that we ran in Belfast..
Dr.Croft-he was catholic?
Jamie-no he and my mother were Protestant.
Dr.Croft-did anything ever happen to you Mr.O’Connor...
(JAMIE IS SILENT)
-FLASHBACK-
YOU ARE IN FRONT OF A BURNING BUILDING, A MAN, JAMIES FATHER LIES ON THE GROUND SCREAMING, HIS FACE TOTALLY BURNT OFF. A MAN WALKS UP TO HIM WITH A GUN, COCKS IT ANS SHOOTS HIM IN THE HEAD THE SCREAMING STOPS...
-BACK IN DR.CRFOFTS OFFICE-
JAMIE IS SHAKING, AND STARING INTENTLY AHEAD.
-FLASHBACK-
JAIME STUMBLES BACK AND TRIES TO RUN BUT FALLS, THE MAN WHO SHOT HIS FATHER WALKS TOWARDS JAMIE AND KICKS HIM IN THE HEAD JAMIES FALLS BACKWARDS AND YOU SEE THE MAN POURING GASLINE ON JAIME THEN THROWING A MATCH...
-BACK IN DR.CRFOFTS OFFICE-
Dr.Croft- (SOFTLY) you should go now Mr.O’Connor, If you come back tomorrow I will tell you what you want to know.
Jamie- (UNSTEADILY)-thank you...
(JAMIE WALKS OUT OF OFFICE AND OUT TO CAR)
(JAMIES APARTMENT-9:48 PM)
(YOU SEE JAIME SITTING ON THE SIDE OF A BED, SHIRT OFF (LAYING ON FLOOR) HE STARTS TO SLOWLY PULL OFF HIS PANTS AND YOU SEE A PROSTETIC LEG AND THE OTHER LEGS ALONG WITH HIS TORSO ARE DEFORMED A SCARRED. JAMIE FLINCHES AS HE UNHOOKS THE PROSTETIC LEGS AND LAYS IT BESIDE THE BED (THEN GETS IN BED).
JAMIE SLUMPS OVER HEAD IN HIS ARMS AND STARTS SOBBING).
(A HOUSE) 12:34 PM)
(YOU SEE A MAN HUDDLED IN THE CORNER OF A DARK ROOM)
MAN (Adam Sandler)-please, let me go my wife will pay anything, please...
(DOOR OPENS ON OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM)
Man-Just Shut up!
Adam-please...
(MAN KICKS ADAM IN THE HEAD)
Man-I said shut The Fuck Up!
(MAN STARTS TO WALK OUT OF THE ROOM)
Adam-no, don’t close the door, don’t make it dark, please...
(ADAM CRAWLS OVER TO THE DOOR AND JABS HIS HAND BETWEEN THE DOOR AND THE WALL)
(THE MAN OUTSIDE THE DOOR KICKS THE ADAMS FINGERS AND HE PULLS THEM BACK BUT NOT BEFOTE THE LIGHT ILLUMINATES BLOODY HANDPRINTS NOW DRY ALL OVER THE DOOR IN THE LAST FINAL DESPERATION. ADAM SCREAMS...
Also it is only about 1/5 the rest is still in writing, it will conflict in parts so humor me...:)
To the Moderators there are like 2 swears in here and my other post got murdered by you guys so spare me....:(
Oh ya try to suggest a name....
DARK (LATE AT NIGHT, RAINING LIGHTLY) 1995 April 3rd.
You see a lone white male standing at a corner of an empty street. A figure walks slowly towards him, glancing around as he walks (you do not see the persons face). The man turns to greet the walker when the figure lunges at the man suddenly and knocks him down the man struggles and knocks over a garbage can next to him, then the figure grabs the mans head and smashes it on the ground, the man stops moving. The figure looks around and then drags the man into a nearby alley; you hear a thud, a door slamming and an engine starting, a large white van drives slowly out of the alley and down the street...
UNIVERSITY OF VANCOUVER—EARLY AFTERNOON (NEXT DAY)
(ZOOM IN ON JAMIE O’CONNOR IN CLASSROOM)
Dr.Hunter-OK, if you all read your notes last night you can describe to me the three basic things you need to prove a case and warrant an arrest? Anyone?
ABOUT FIVE HANDS GO UP
(DR.HUNTER SIGHS AND POINTS AT JAMIE)
Dr.Hunter-Jamie?
Jamie-Means, Motive and Opportunity, sir?
Dr.Hunter (BEAMING)-Yes, I see someone did their reading…
Dr.Hunter - And could anyone describe what can drive a killer to….
(DR.HUNTER IS INTERUPTED BY INTERCOM)
Intercom-Could Jamie O’Connor please report to Professor Weibe’s office please
(DR.HUNTER NODS AT JAMIE, JAMIE GRABS HIS BOOKS AND LEAVES THE ROOM)
(JAMIE OUTSIDE DR.WEIBE’S OFFICE)
(DOOR OPEN)
Dr.Wiebe -come in Jamie…
(JAMIE WALKS INTO OFFICE AND SITS DOWN IN LEATHER CHAIR IN FRONT OF DR.WIEBE’S DESK)
Jamie-Hello Sir...
Dr.Weibe- Hello Jamie
(DR.WEIBE LEANS OVERDESK)
Dr.Weibe-Tea, Jamie?
Jamie-Thank you sir..
Dr.Weibe-So Jamie you may be confused about why I called you down here, am I right….
Jamie-Yes, sir..
Dr.Weibe-Well Jamie, they didn’t give me much info on it either but I’ll tell you what I know, you may have heard about the recent string of murders… 4 in the last 3 weeks and all murdered in the same way we have they setting for a serial killer here. They have received a tip that involves criminal profiling they asked us to send our best profiler to them, which is undoubtedly you, during this you will be excused from your studies so you can focus on this assignment. Do you understand what I’ve just told you Jamie?
Jamie-Yes...
Dr.Weibe-you are scheduled to meet Sergeant Bailey at the Vancouver Police Department at 4:00; she will update you on the rest of the situation..
(DR.WEIBE GLANCES UP AT THE CLOCK)
Dr.Weibe-Sorry Jamie, but I have a meeting with the board of directors I have to go now.
(DR.WEIBE SHAKES JAMIES HAND)
Dr.Weibe-Good Luck M’boy…
(DR.WEIBE LEAVES HIS OFFICE)
(JAMIE LOOKS UP AT CLOCK IT READS 3:05)
VANCOUVER POLICE DEPARTMENT (IN FRONT OFFICE)
(YOU SEE POLICE OFFICERS RUNNING ABOUT PHONES RINGING AND PEOPLE SHOUTING)
(SERGEANT BAILEY WALKS UP TO JAMIE LOOKING WORRIED)
Sergeant Bailey-Sorry we have a kidnapping on our hand and we’re short of staff and Abbotsford isn’t sending any men for the search, my cubicle is over by the door just wait there I’ll the there in a minute...help yourself to some coffee.
Jamie-Thank you..
(JAMIE WALKS DOWN HALL TO CUBICLE, IT’S A SMALL CUBICLE BUT SO ARE MOST OF THE CUBLICLES, THERE ARE PICTURES OF HER HUSBAND AND TWO DAUGHTERS ON HER DESK<ALONG WITH A ASSORTMENT OF CHILD’S DRAWINGS)
-FEW MINUTES LATER-
Sergeant Bailey(SHAKING JAMIE’S HAND)-hey thanks for coming down, Mr. O’Connor we really need you!
Jamie-yes looks like you do...
Sergeant-Okay, I’m supposed update you on what you’ll be doing for us,(RUMMAGING THROUGH FILE CABINET)-ok here it is this is your file..
(SHE PASSES IT TO JAMIE)
(FILE 1298 DR.NATHAN CROFT)
Sergeant Bailey-We need you to interview Dr.Nathan Croft, brilliant psychologist, he runs a profession on the north side giving therapy to drug addicts and prostitutes about 5 years ago he sent us a report on sociopath’s that were at risk for murder on we need you to interview him on any of those people on that list that could be doing the killings...
Jamie- but sir why would you consider a sociopath for the killings, from what I’ve read they’re just normal gangland slayings..
Sergeant Bailey-from what you’ve read that’s it our chiefs aren’t allowing the media to print any details about the killing other than people have been killed,(SIGHS) well I might as well keep you inform follow me..
(SERGEANT BAILEY AND JAMIE WALK DOWN HALLWAY TOWARDS DOOR, SERGEANT BAILY OPENS DOOR AND JAIME GO’S IN)
Sergeant Bailey-this is our forensics lab..
(JAMIE GLANCES OVER AT PHOTOS LINING THE WALL, PHOTOS OF YOUNG MEN LYING ON THE GROUND DEAD WITH THEIR FACES ENTIELY DESTROYED)
Jamie- (SHUDDERS)
Sergeant Bailey- Nice Huh, that was the condition we found all 4 of them in.
(BAILEY GRABS A SHEET OF PAPER FROM A FILE ON THE TABLE NEXT TO HIM)
Sergeant Bailey-Jeffery Stewart-Age 25 White/Male Missing 3/11/95 Found 3/23/95
David Layton -Age 29 White/Male Missing 3/16/95 Found 3/25/95
George Decapria-Age 21 White/Male Missing 3/21/95 Found 3/29/95
Blain Goodman -Age 23 White/Male Missing 3/26/95 Found 3/31/95
Sergeant Bailey-and the man who was reported missing yesterday matches the description of all those men...So we’re guessing that this man was taken by the same killer.
Sergeant Bailey-so we’re trying get a profile on the killer and we’re hoping that Dr.Croft could give us one or he might even know who the killer is, he might have given him counseling at one time.
Sergeant-Do you scare easily Mr.O’Connor...
Jamie-not yet.
Sergeant Bailey-good, then you’ll need this
(SERGEANT BAILEY HAND JAMIE A BADGE)
Sergeant Bailey-gives you the same power as a officer of the law, use it carefully.
(SERGEANT BAILY HOLDS OUT HAND AND JAMIE SHAKES IT)
Sergeant Bailey-good luck Mr.O’Connor, you’ll need it..
(JAMIE WALKS OUT OF PLICE HEADQUARTERS AND INTO PARKING LOT AND GETS INTO HIS CAR)
-DRIVING-
RADIO-The Vancouver Police Department had just confirmed the missing persons report for Adam Sandler who was reported missing by is wife this morning, his clothes were found by police shoved in a garbage can in front of Adam Sandler’s house, which has been the signature of the Serial Killer the Riverman.
(JAMIES CAR PULLS INTO A PARKING SPACE OUTSIDE A SMALL BROWNSTONE PLAZA WITH THE SIGN “DR.CROFT THERAPY AND COUNSELLING”, JAMIE EXITS CAR AND GOES INTO BUILDING SUNSET 6:12 AM)
Jamie-Hello, Is anyone here?
(SECRETARY COMES OUT OF DOOR ON SIDE OF HALLWAY)
Secretary (Mrs.Andreas)-Yes?
(JAMIE HOLDS UP BADGE)
Jamie-Vancouver Police Department, I’m supposed to talk to Dr. Nathan Croft.
Mrs. Andreas (WORRIEDLY)-Yes, he’s in his office down the hall...is anything wrong?
Jaime-no miss I just need to talk with him...thank you.
(JAIME WALKS TOWARDS DR.CROFTS OFFICE AND KNOCKS ON DOOR)
Dr.Croft-yes, who is it?
Jamie-Jamie O’Connor Vancouver Police Department.
Dr.Croft- (Sighs) well they’ve finally sent someone, well you’d better come in.
(JAIME WALKS IN AND SITS DOWN IN CHAIR IN FRONT OF DR.CROFTS DESK)
Jamie-Hello Dr.Croft
Dr.Croft-Yes, Hello and could you please explain why you have interrupted my day off.
Jamie-Well sir, you have probably heard about the killings taking place on the northside, and well, we are hoping that you may be able to give us a profile, that we desperately need, now that that its label a serial killer.
Dr.Croft-Ahh yes, the Riverman killings the best physchopath we’ve had down here in years, and I can give you more than a profile I can give you all the information you need to catch this killer, if I want to that is...
Jamie-If you want to? Don’t you want to stop these killings, sir.
Dr.Croft-no particularly not anyway they will stop soon anyway that is if he hasn’t totally cracked up during the last few years.
Jamie-you don’t want to but why, and the killer is a he, how do you know that.
Dr.Croft-Mr.O’Connor I know every little thing about this person and whether I tell you all of it is up to me...
Jamie-But Doctor..
Dr.Croft-you aren’t even a police officer are you, let me see your badge.
(JAMIE HOLD OUT BADGE TO DR.CROFT)
Dr.Croft-yes I was right this expires in a week how many police officers carry around badges that expire in a week, you were to unprofessional that whets giving you away, if your wondering, police officer don’t beg. You’re just a normal average university stiff, they just placed you here to test me to see if I was ripe for the picking.
(JAMIES EYES FLASH)
Dr.Croft- Ahhh Mr.O’Connor I see I’ve hit a nerve, you can’t stand someone calling you normal, average, plain can you, you’ve worked your whole life to get yourself out of that immigrant labor rut.
But Mr.O’Connor schooling can not erase everything can it, like that Irish accent that you’re trying so hard to cover.
Jaime- (ANGRILY) sir. This has nothing to do with what I’m trying to talk to you about.
Dr.Croft-No. Jamie it has everything to with what your talking to me about.
Jamie-How...?
Dr.Croft-your Irish, Aren’t you O’Connor immigrant to and when did you come here...
Jamie-1983
Dr.Croft-let, me guess you came here to escape from the rioting in Northern Ireland, O’Connor
Jaime-Yes...
Dr.Croft-but, why would you leave when your friends and family and relatives were all there, tell me
Jamie-My father died..
Dr.Croft-In the riots?
Jamie-yes, he was protecting our store that we ran in Belfast..
Dr.Croft-he was catholic?
Jamie-no he and my mother were Protestant.
Dr.Croft-did anything ever happen to you Mr.O’Connor...
(JAMIE IS SILENT)
-FLASHBACK-
YOU ARE IN FRONT OF A BURNING BUILDING, A MAN, JAMIES FATHER LIES ON THE GROUND SCREAMING, HIS FACE TOTALLY BURNT OFF. A MAN WALKS UP TO HIM WITH A GUN, COCKS IT ANS SHOOTS HIM IN THE HEAD THE SCREAMING STOPS...
-BACK IN DR.CRFOFTS OFFICE-
JAMIE IS SHAKING, AND STARING INTENTLY AHEAD.
-FLASHBACK-
JAIME STUMBLES BACK AND TRIES TO RUN BUT FALLS, THE MAN WHO SHOT HIS FATHER WALKS TOWARDS JAMIE AND KICKS HIM IN THE HEAD JAMIES FALLS BACKWARDS AND YOU SEE THE MAN POURING GASLINE ON JAIME THEN THROWING A MATCH...
-BACK IN DR.CRFOFTS OFFICE-
Dr.Croft- (SOFTLY) you should go now Mr.O’Connor, If you come back tomorrow I will tell you what you want to know.
Jamie- (UNSTEADILY)-thank you...
(JAMIE WALKS OUT OF OFFICE AND OUT TO CAR)
(JAMIES APARTMENT-9:48 PM)
(YOU SEE JAIME SITTING ON THE SIDE OF A BED, SHIRT OFF (LAYING ON FLOOR) HE STARTS TO SLOWLY PULL OFF HIS PANTS AND YOU SEE A PROSTETIC LEG AND THE OTHER LEGS ALONG WITH HIS TORSO ARE DEFORMED A SCARRED. JAMIE FLINCHES AS HE UNHOOKS THE PROSTETIC LEGS AND LAYS IT BESIDE THE BED (THEN GETS IN BED).
JAMIE SLUMPS OVER HEAD IN HIS ARMS AND STARTS SOBBING).
(A HOUSE) 12:34 PM)
(YOU SEE A MAN HUDDLED IN THE CORNER OF A DARK ROOM)
MAN (Adam Sandler)-please, let me go my wife will pay anything, please...
(DOOR OPENS ON OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM)
Man-Just Shut up!
Adam-please...
(MAN KICKS ADAM IN THE HEAD)
Man-I said shut The Fuck Up!
(MAN STARTS TO WALK OUT OF THE ROOM)
Adam-no, don’t close the door, don’t make it dark, please...
(ADAM CRAWLS OVER TO THE DOOR AND JABS HIS HAND BETWEEN THE DOOR AND THE WALL)
(THE MAN OUTSIDE THE DOOR KICKS THE ADAMS FINGERS AND HE PULLS THEM BACK BUT NOT BEFOTE THE LIGHT ILLUMINATES BLOODY HANDPRINTS NOW DRY ALL OVER THE DOOR IN THE LAST FINAL DESPERATION. ADAM SCREAMS...