The Coroner Page #3

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EP. 1/SC.9 INT./EXT. GORA POINT LOOKOUT. DAY 2. 08.29

JANE, DAVEY

CSI OFFICERS:

[JANE CLIMBS THE LADDER TO THE TOWER.

LOOKS UP. TERRIFIED. SHE GRIPS THE LADDER.

KEEPS CLIMBING.

DAVEY CONSIDERS THE VIEW AS CSI EXAMINE THE

PLATFORM]

DAVEY:

You took your time. It’s beautiful! Look at that view.

[JANE CLINGS THE WALL]

JANE:

Mm, yes. Gorgeous.

[HE GETS CLOSE TO THE EDGE. JANE INCHES

ALONG. FORCES HERSELF TO LOOK, THE VIEW’S

PANORAMIC. NOT THAT SHE APPRECIATES IT]

DAVEY:

Funny thing is we didn’t find his mobile on him.

[HE LEANS OVER THE STONE LEDGE. JANE TAKES

A SMALL LOOK. THE GROUND SEEMS MILES

AWAY. HER LEGS BUCKLE. DAVEY CATCHES HER]

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EP. 1/SC. 10 INT.SOPHIE’S HOUSE. KITCHEN. DAY 2. 10.35

SOPHIE, PHILLIP

[A WORSE FOR WEAR PHILLIP READS THE

LIGHTHAVEN STAR ON A TABLET: STEVE’S PHOTO

AND THE HEADLINE “TEEN DEATH AT LOOKOUT”.

A GRAZE ON HIS RIGHT HAND.

SOPHIE ENTERS, HE SWIPES THE REPORT AWAY –

NOT QUICKLY ENOUGH]

SOPHIE:

What was that?

[SHE SNATCHES IT, SWIPES IT BACK. READS.

STUNNED]

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EP. 1/SC.11 INT. CORONER’S OFFICE. DAY 2. 11.30

JANE, CLINT, SOPHIE, BETH

[JANE GETS HERSELF READY FOR COURT. FIXES

HER COLLAR ON. CLINT ENTERS]

CLINT:

You’ve got a visitor.

JANE:

I’ve got court.

[AN UPSET SOPHIE ENTERS, HANGS BACK]

CLINT:

(LOW) Wouldn’t give her name.

JANE:

(CHECKS HER WATCH) I’ve got five minutes. You put the kettle on.

[CLINT NODS BUT DOESN’T MOVE. NOSY. JANE

SMILES AT SOPHIE, STEERS HER TOWARDS A SEAT]

JANE:

Please, take a seat. Jane Kennedy, how can I help?

SOPHIE:

(STARTS TO CRY) I don’t know who to talk to, I…

[JANE HANDS HER A TISSUE, SITS TOO, SMILES]

JANE:

Take your time.

SOPHIE:

The boy. Last night… The boy who…

JANE:

Steven Kernan?

SOPHIE:

(NODS) The paper said he. He killed himself.

[JANE EYES CLINT. HE MOUTHS “WASN’T ME”.

HEADS OUT. JANE TURNS TO SOPHIE]

SOPHIE:

Steve, he… He wouldn’t have. I know him. He couldn’t. (EYES FILL)

Please. Find out what happened. Who. (DEEP BREATH) Who…

[SHE TRAILS OFF, UPSET]

JANE:

Who what? (CONCERNED) Have you talked to the police?

SOPHIE:

No! No, I can’t. I. I want to talk to you. (PLEADS) You’re the Coroner.

He didn’t kill himself. You. You’ve got to help him.

[SMILES, KINDLY]

JANE:

Of course I will. Just tell me what’s worrying you and we’ll start from

there… (ABOUT TO SAME HER NAME WHEN SHE REALISES) I’m

sorry, I didn’t ask your name.

[SOPHIE FREEZES. GETTING COLD FEET]

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