12 Monkeys Page #6

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RAILLY'S POV THROUGH THE WINDOW: the MAN in the cell turns, looks

right at her. In spite of the cuts and welts, it's clearly COLE.

RAILLY:

That would explain the bruises, I

guess. The struggle.

FRANKI:

You want to go in? Examine him?

RAILLY:

Yes, please. You said he gave a name...

FRANKI:

(unlocking the door)

James Cole. That's everything we got. None

of the James Coles on the computer match him.

No license, no prints, no warrants. Nothing.

You want me to go in with you?

RAILLY:

(entering)

No, thank you.

FRANKI:

I'll be right here...just in case.

INT. ISOLATION CELL

COLE stares at RAILLY. The environment is intensely real...vivid

colors...each sound, however slight, very distinct, almost loud...

and yet she appears to him almost like a vision.

RAILLY:

Mr. Cole? My name is Doctor Railly.

I'm a psychiatrist. I work for the

County -- I don't work for the police.

My only concern is your well being --

do you understand that?

COLE:

I need to go now.

RAILLY:

I'm going to be completely honest. I'm

not going to lie to you. I can't make

the police let you go...but I do want

to help you. And I want you to trust

me. Can you do that, James? May I

call you "James"?

COLE:

"James"! Nobody ever calls me that.

RAILLY:

(frowns, studies him)

Have you been a patient at County?

Have I seen you someplace?

COLE:

No, not possible. Listen, I have to

get out of here. I'm supposed to be

getting information.

RAILLY:

What kind of information?

COLE:

It won't help you. You can't do anything

about it. You can't change anything.

RAILLY:

Change what?

COLE:

I need to go.

RAILLY:

Do you know why you're here, James.

COLE:

Because I'm a good observer. Because I

have a tough mind.

RAILLY:

I see. You don't remember assaulting a

police officer...several officers?

COLE:

They wanted identification. I don't have

any identification. I wasn't trying to

hurt them.

RAILLY:

You don't have a driver's license,

James? Or a Social Security card?

COLE:

No.

RAILLY:

Why not? Most people have some ID.

COLE:

You wouldn't understand.

RAILLY:

You've been in an institution, haven't

you, James? A hospital?

COLE:

I have to go.

RAILLY:

A jail? Prison?

COLE:

Underground.

RAILLY:

Hiding?

COLE:

I love this air. This is wonderful air.

RAILLY:

What's wonderful about the air, James?

COLE:

It's so clean. No germs.

RAILLY:

You're afraid of germs?

COLE:

I have to go.

RAILLY:

Why do you think there aren't any germs

in the air, James?

COLE:

This is April, right?

RAILLY:

July.

COLE:

(sudden panic)

July?!

RAILLY:

Do you know what year it is?

COLE:

What year is it?

RAILLY:

What year do you think it is?

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