When a Stranger Calls Page #3

Jill picks up the phone and dials. After several rings...

MAITRE D' (O.S.)

Golden Bull...

JILL:

Hello, I'd like to speak to Dr.

Mandrakis. This is his babysitter.

MAITRE D' (O.S.)

Hold on a minute.

Jill waits for several seconds until the Maitre D' comes

back on the line.

MAITRE D' (O.S.)

Hello?

JILL:

Yes?

MAITRE D' (O.S.)

Dr. Mandrakis left the restaurant

about forty minutes ago.

JILL:

Forty minutes?

MAITRE D' (O.S.)

That's right.

JILL:

(after a beat)

Okay. Thank you.

She hangs up, thinks for a moment, then picks up the phone

again and dials "O"...

OPERATOR (O.S.)

Operator...

JILL:

Hello, Operator? Can you get me the

police?

OPERATOR (O.S.)

Is this an emergency?

JILL:

Yes!

(beat)

No, not really.

OPERATOR (O.S.)

The number is 555-9431. Would you

like me to connect you?

JILL:

Please.

Pause.

MAN'S VOICE (O.S.)

Seventh Precinct, Sergeant Sacker.

JILL:

Hello, I've been getting phone calls,

every fifteen minutes or so. I think

it's a man. He's trying to scare me.

SACKER (O.S.)

An anonymous caller?

JILL:

That's right.

SACKER (O.S.)

Has he threatened you?

JILL:

No.

SACKER (O.S.)

Has he been using obscene language?

JILL:

No. He just keeps calling me.

Sometimes he doesn't say anything.

SACKER (O.S.)

There's really nothing we can do

about it down here. Is the phone

listed in your name?

JILL:

No, I'm just the babysitter.

SACKER (O.S.)

It's probably just some weirdo. The

city's full of them. Believe it or

not, we get reports like this every

night. It's nothing to worry about.

JILL:

Oh...

SACKER (O.S.)

Have you tried whistling?

JILL:

What?

SACKER (O.S.)

If you can find a good loud whistle

somewhere in the house, blow it into

the phone hard, next time he calls.

Probably break his eardrum. He won't

bother you after that.

JILL:

No, I... You're probably right. It's

nothing to worry about.

SACKER (O.S.)

Or you could just take your phone

off the hook.

JILL:

No, the people I'm babysitting for

might try to reach me.

SACKER (O.S.)

Well, as I say, there's nothing we

can really do to help you down here.

JILL:

Okay. Thank you.

SACKER (O.S.)

You bet. Goodnight.

JILL:

Goodnight.

Jill hangs up. After thinking for a moment, she tries a couple

of ways of whistling as loud as she can, but frustrated and

feeling foolish, she soon gives up.

CUT TO:

INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER

Jill is sitting in an armchair facing the TV set. The TV is

on, but she is bored. She runs through several channels,

then gets up and turns the TV off.

She looks around and moves aimlessly back to the table, but

O.S. a dog is barking and she is drawn to the window. A car

passes outside, its lights reflecting off the window and

Jill's face.

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