Human Target Page #3

CHYRON:
FOUR WEEKS LATER...

The footsteps continue as we-

FADE IN:

INT. DARK CORRIDOR - DAY

--to a shadowy, lamp-lit hallway. We follow SHOES as they

walk down the hall, finally stopping in front of an apartment

door. The door is unlocked (3 locks), and we enter into-

CUT TO:

INT. CHANCE’S APARTMENT - DAY

Modest. A strange variety of art from around the world.

Museum quality pieces sitting beside garbage movie posters...

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No real unifying sensibility to any of it. Clothes strewn

about, dishes piled by the sink. The place is in complete

disarray. We get the sense that it’s always that way.

As we enter, we get a look at the owner of the feet from the

hallway. Black, early 40s. ˙He flips through some junk mail

on the table, including A FED EX BOX. Separate from the mail,

he sees an unmarked envelope. Lifts it open, and sees a

bundle of cash inside. This, as a humongous ROTTWEILER greets

him. When the Man speaks, it’s with a British accent...

MAN:

Hello Carmine... How’s your buddy today?

CHANCE (O.S.)

Completely immortal...

Chance emerges from the other room. His shirt is off, and we

see the damage from the explosion. Scratches on his face; a

noticeable limp; a large bandage on his chest... Behind him,

a DOCTOR emerges from the other room as well.

DOCTOR:

Hello, Winston.

Meet WINSTON, Chance’s business partner, and trusted friend.

WINSTON:

Doc. Didn’t think I’d see him on his

feet for weeks.

DOCTOR:

I’m as surprised as anyone, considering

the shape he was in.

Chance sits, and the dog jumps up licking his face. As the

Doctor goes to leave, he pulls Winston aside-

DOCTOR (CONT’D)

That wound is still opening up whenever

it feels like it. It’ll heal, but... He

needs to take it easy. No kidding.

Beat. Winston nods. But as Doc reaches for the envelope of

cash, Winston puts his hand down on it defensively. The Doc

gives Winston a look... Really?

DOCTOR (CONT’D)

Been keeping my mouth shut for 10 years.

You really think I need to hear the rules

again?

Almost immediately, Winston feels a little silly. He lets go

of the envelope. The Doc takes it.

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DOCTOR (CONT’D)

Winston, is everything alright?

WINSTON:

Yeah... Thanks for your help.

Doc lingers a beat, before exiting.

CHANCE:

You came to check on me?

WINSTON:

Who do you think’s been feeding that

beast all this time you’ve been laid up?

CHANCE:

Figured maybe he finally got a hold of

the mailman and had just been eating him.

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