Suspect Zero Page #3
He looks down, registers the image... and SHRIEKS.
O'RYAN (O.S.)
There's a rest stop, next off-ramp. Pull
into it.
SPECK:
I have some money. It's not a lot but--
O'RYAN
Nobody wants your money, Harold. Just
pull in.
SPECK:
Why?!
O'Ryan rises into frame now, like Nosferatu...
O'RYAN
Because I don't wanna do this at 70 miles
an hour. It could be dangerous.
Speck finds the off-ramp. His breaths are shallow now.
SPECK:
Please, Mister - what do you want from
me?
O'Ryan's face:
a knowing grin fans across it...CUT TO:
...the face of VIRGIL RAY STARKEY, on a bulletin board.
5 INT. F.B.I. RESIDENT AGENCY - WICHITA FALLS - MORNING (SAME 5
DAY)
We're looking at the F.B.I.'s "Ten Most-Wanted List." Starkey
is #7 on it. He's 40, white. His crime are listed as rape,
murder, kidnapping.
THOMAS MACKELWAY stares at Starkey's image. At the eyes...
Mackelway is 34, bred for success - bred for stardom in fact,
a whiz at everything he's ever attempted.
So what the hell is he doing in Wichita Falls, Texas...?
EIGHT AGENTS, in cubicles, with a ring of outer offices. Quiet
phones, lousy take-out options, hardly a dream gig.
CHARLTON (O.S.)
Got a spot set up for you, Tom.
That's RICK CHARLTON: late 40's, thinning hair, friendly.
Charlton heads around a corner. Mackelway follows.
CHARLTON (CONT'D)
Ms. Potter's the nice girl you met at the
desk. She puts a package together for all
the new agents, things to know about the
area, help with finding apartments and
such. This one's yours:
Charlton stops at a CUBICLE: Carpeted walls, formica desk. A
corner of dull Hell. Mackelway eyes it, fighting dread.
CHARLTON (CONT'D)
Not so different from Dallas, is it?
MACKELWAY:
(f*** yes)
No, Sir.
CHARLTON:
Good.
An abandoned SPORTS PAGE tells us about that World Series, so
we must be mid-October. Charlton heads out. Mackelway throws a
briefcase on to the desk, setting up his world:
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