Angel Eyes Page #4
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- Year:
- 2001
- 102 min
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ROBBY:
Got some action, huh? Well,
that’s promising.
SHARON:
Yeah. Hot and heavy.
IMMEDIATE CUT TO:
INT. SHARON’S APARTMENT -NIGHT
She is on the floor using an exercise rig, sliding into
crunches, pushing herself, sweating, alone. We BEGIN
DRIFTING TO the rain-spattered window as night sounds
filter in, HORNS, SOMEONE SHOUTING, a CAR MOVING BY with
THUNDEROUS BASS MUSIC that pulses the very air and
RATTLES the LOOSE GLASS of her window.
EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREETS -NIGHT
Catch Lambert is walking the wet streets, head down in
the rain. Far away we hear that car with a BASS-BLASTING
RADIO.
(CONTINUED)
9.
CONTINUED:
In the glow of a street lamp, Catch sees a bright-colored
object in the gutter. He picks it up out of the gurgling
rain water. It is a small toy, a discarded superhero.
He puts it in his pocket, walks on.
Now the car, the prowling, MUSIC-BLASTING, BASSTHUNDERING
CAR turns a corner and begins rollling along
slowly --beside Catch. He glances over, walking on.
There are four tough-looking MEN in the car, looking for
trouble. The MUSIC is DEAFENING. Catch glances again,
walks on. Their eyes follow him like gun barrels. He
stops and walks out on the street, moving toward the car,
shouting over the music.
CATCH:
Hey! You want to turn that volume
down? What’s your point?
The men, incredulous, stop the car and snap OFF the MUSIC
in order to make sure they’re hearing right. They stare
death at Catch.
DRIVER (MAN)
What did you say?
CATCH:
What’s the point of blasting your
music through the whole zip code?
Don’t you realize there are kids
trying to sleep in these
apartments --old people, sick
people?
DRIVER:
a**hole.
Catch meets the man’s look with his own unflinching,
haunted eyes.
CATCH:
Why? What’re you gonna do? Kill
me?
Catch’s look is not a macho challenge. It’s something
else --beyond that, a man somehow without limits. One
of the riders in the backseat taps the Driver’s shoulder.
MAN #2
Guy’s nuts. Let’s go.
The Driver, never breaking his death stare, snaps on the
DEAFENING MUSIC and then slowly rolls on, still glaring
at Catch. Catch stands in the rain, watching them go.
10.
INT. CATCH’S APARTMENT CORRIDOR -SAME NIGHT
Catch is arriving home, soaking wet. He lives in a
slightly-seedy three-story. As he walks down the
corridor toward his apaprtment, he passes a neighbor’s
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