Rear Window Page #4

THE CAMERA PANS UP and we are now face to face with IVAR

GUNNISON and JACK BRYCE. Gunnison is sitting on a window-

ledge, and beyond him we realize we are high above the New

York streets. Bryce leans against a wall at right angles to

him.

Gunnison is holding a cablegram in his hand. Bryce has a

cigarette in his mouth. He scratches a match, and is about

to light it, when he notices that Gunnison, still reading

the cable, has reached into an inside shirt pocket, and

produced a cigarette. Quickly, Bryce moves over to light

Gunnison's cigarette. Then he settles back to light his own.

Gunnison doesn't even bother to thank him.

GUNNISON:

(Looks up)

Indo-China -- Jeff predicted it would

go sky-high.

BRYCE:

From the looks of Davidson's cable,

it might even go higher than that.

And we haven't even got a camera

over there.

GUNNISON:

(Stands)

This could go off in a month -- or

an hour.

BRYCE:

I'll pull somebody out of Japan.

GUNNISON:

(Heads for his phone)

Bryce, the only man for this job is

sitting right here in town.

(Picks up phone)

Get me L. B. Jefferies.

BRYCE:

(Puzzled)

Jefferies?

GUNNISON:

(To Bryce; still

holding phone)

Name me a better photographer.

BRYCE:

(He can't)

But his leg!

GUNNISON:

Don't worry -- it comes off today.

Bryce gives Gunnison a startled look.

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