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Mossberg .12 gauge shotgun. Jack takes a casual sip of
Evian, snaps the barrel into the rifle stock, and
pumps -
CUT TO:
Jack greets the bartender with a nod.
JACK:
Maker’s Mark neat.
The barkeep grabs a shot glass.
(CONTINUED)
11.
CONTINUED:
JACK:
In a snifter.
Barkeep gives him a look and Jack’s there to meet it.
JACK:
Please. Thank you.
Jack checks his quiet surroundings and takes a sip.
CUT TO:
INT. TRAIN BATHROOM -EARLY MORNING
Jack stops shaving and concentrates on his reflection,
still saddened by the news.
In preppy-casual, he reads the Wall Street Journal and
sips orange juice. Outside, whizzing by, is a sun-
scorched prairie.
SLOW DISSOLVE TO:
Jack’s furrowed reflection comes INTO VIEW as he talks on
his cell phone. He shuts if off then shuts his eyes.
On the track --A loud TRAIN HORN.
MATCH CUT TO:
Jack opens his eyes to the palm-tree-lined landscape of
downtown Los Angeles.
EXT. DOWNTOWN TRAIN STATION -LATER
Jack exits the train, hanging bag now open lengthwise and
draped over his shoulder.
INT. DOWNTOWN TRAIN STATION -CONTINUOUS ACTION
Jack speaks into his cell phone receiver.
(CONTINUED)
12.
CONTINUED:
JACK:
Gloria? Are you okay? No, don’t
get in the car. I’ll grab a cab.
CUT TO:
EXT. SHOTS OF LOS ANGELES -LATE AFTERNOON
Koreatown. Griffith Observatory. The Hollywood Hills.
Mexican take-out and 7-Elevens.
EXT. 101 FREEWAY NORTH -ORANGE TAXICAB
It crawls through Friday traffic.
Dry and relaxed.
WIDER:
The foreign driver sweats like Nixon.
JACK:
I hate this dirty town.
CUT TO:
EXT. VALLEY SUBURB TWO-STORY HOUSE -LATER
Jack graciously tips the cabbie and takes stock of the
rundown house. He checks up and down the street. After
a long and reflective moment -
VOICE (O.S.)
I took a Valium and it literally
knocked me out.
Jack turns to GLORIA CARTER, Frank’s widow, standing in
the doorwell. Mid-forties and still beautiful, the last
few years have taken their toll.
GLORIA:
I’m sorry.
JACK:
Don’t apologize to me, Gloria.
Jack smiles before he gives her a passionate hug.
13.
INT. SMALL THREE-BEDROOM -JACK’S POV
They enter.
GLORIA:
knows it’s untidy but can’t help it.
Fifteen year-old DOREEN CARTER, an attractive blonde with
a sad expression, locks eyes with Jack as she scoops
laundry out of the dryer.
GLORIA:
Doreen? You remember your Uncle
Jack.
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