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FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPT 6.

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Graysmith spits. David does not.

DAVID:

I swallowed it.

GRAYSMITH:

Why?

DAVID:

It was minty.

Graysmith laughs and scoops David up.

8 INT. LIVING ROOM -- MORNING 8

The tiny apartment is cluttered. Dick Tracy and old mystery

movie posters abound. The TV PLAYS while Graysmith ties

David's shoes.

NEWSCASTER:

...at the Hall of Justice vow that

the rapist will be arrested and

brought to trial...

Graysmith frowns and shuts off the TV.

DAVID:

(giggling)

Rapist! Rapist!

GRAYSMITH:

Do daddy a favor and don't yell

that at preschool, okay?

DAVID:

Rapist!

GRAYSMITH:

Much better.

He finishes David's shoes.

DAVID:

Are we gonna see Mom and Aaron

tonight?

Graysmith winces a little. Glances at the clock.

GRAYSMITH:

We're gonna be late.

FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPT 7.

9 EXT. PRESCHOOL -- MORNING 9

Graysmith kisses his son on the forehead and sends him

inside. Then turns and RUNS...

10 INT. GRAYSMITH'S CAR - INCHING ALONG IN TRAFFIC - DAY 10

Traffic's bad. Graysmith sketching something in his lap as

he inches along. We get a good look - FOUR CARTOON SKETCHES.

Very rough, but good...

11 EXT. SAN FRANCISCO STREETS -- MORNING 11

Graysmith hustles down the sidewalk amongst pedestrians.

Behind him, a MAIL TRUCK passes him on the street Both,

coming up to the SAN FRANCISCO CHRONICLE, a grand old

building on Fifth and Mission. The logo above the entrance.

Graysmith pushes through the doors into

12 OMITTED 12

13 INT. SAN FRANCISCO CHRONICLE -- LOBBY -- MORNING 13

Graysmith hurries across the lobby towards and OPEN ELEVATOR.

The DOORS CLOSE just before he can reach it...

13A EXT. ALLEY NEXT TO CHRONICLE -- MORNING 13A

The TRUCK halts by a LOADING DOCK. TWO MEN get out and begin

unloading large DUFFEL BAGS of mail onto a FLATBED DOLLY...

14 INT. SAN FRANCISCO CHRONICLE THIRD FLOOR -- MORNING 14

DING! Graysmith emerges from the elevator into the

controlled chaos of the paper's editorial offices. Phones

ring. Typewriters clack. Reporters hustle. Graysmith headsto a small COFFEE STAND manned by an ill tempered white

haired midget named SHORTY.

GRAYSMITH:

How's the coffee today, Shorty?

Shorty points upward at his sign - "DELICIOUS AS HELL COFFEE

AND SANDWICHES".

14A INT. ELEVATOR -- MORNING 14A

The Mailmen ride up towards the third floor with a smaller

MAIL CART that's marked "Editorial".

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