Angel Eyes Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 2001
- 102 min
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The Old Man trudges on, proud and suspicious, too.
CATCH:
Right now your mind’s making
pictures of me robbing your
groceires, but, y’know, nine times
out of ten, people do the right
thing.
The Old Man glances at him, still not convinced, but he
soon has to stop and rest. Catch stops, too. The old
man looks at him, a bit embarrassed.
OLD MAN:
It’s the dog food that makes it so
heavy.
Catch nods, puts out his hand. The Old Man hesitates,
then decides and lifts a bag, and Catch takes it.
CATCH:
I guess it’s worth it... for a
good dog.
Catch isn’t kidding. He has that honesty. The Old Man
nods and starts trudging again. As they walk on
together, Catch reaches for that second bag. The man
relents and lets him take it. They continue on, Catch
carrying the bags and every now and then lifting them a
bit for his upper body work.
5.
This is the call Sharon and Robby have sped to. It is a
chaotic scene of cops breaking up a fight between eight
boys, 16-20. A big KID, 18 or so, is being pulled off
another by Sharon and Robby. The Kid is wild and
resisting and Sharon shows her toughness and
professionalism and some anger, too, as she slams him
into a fence --and Robby holds him while she cuffs the
young man --who is very mouthy, playing to his friends.
KID:
Look at this b*tch. Whoo! Benny,
look at this!
Sharon and Robby are both very good at their jobs, taking
this Kid to their car while other cops contain the rest.
A crowd watches --mostly teens.
KID:
(to Sharon)
You come in with me. Hey, b*tch.
Some of his bystanders friends howl at that.
KID:
You’re going to arrest me, you
come into the back seat with me.
Come on!
He resists a bit, but they’re getting him into the car.
KID:
Come on. We’ll have a good time.
INT. POLICE CAR -DAY (FEW MINUTES LATER)
Sharon’s on the radio to dispatch as Robby drives and the
SHARON:
(to radio)
Three Adam Five --show us 1019 to
the jail with one male prisoner.
KID:
Take off your uniform. Take off
my handcuffs, b*tch, and come back
here. I want one touch.
ROBBY:
Give it a rest!
Sharon is stone-faced through this.
(CONTINUED)
6.
CONTINUED:
KID:
If you’re going to put me away,
you gotta give me one sweet touch.
As Robby and Sharon bring their suspect to the booking
counter, each holding one of his cuffed arms. The Kid is
looking at Sharon’s hand on his arm.
KID:
That ain’t the touch. That ain’t
the touch I want.
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