Assassins Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 132 min
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CLERK:
I'll write it up?
She steps to a desk, scribbles out a receipt. Rath
notices an open textbook, several lines have been
highlighted.
RATH:
College?
CLERK:
Do you think I'm too old?... My
daughter says I'm too old to go
to school... I just sit in right
now. I don't have the money yet.
But I don't want to spend the rest
of my life selling somebody else's
dresses. I mean, you're never too
old to have dreams, right? To
start over?
Rath looks away, can't hold her gaze.
RATH:
I don't know.
An awkward beat. Then...
CLERK:
Should I wrap it?
Rath nods.
BACK ROOM:
CLOSE as she finishes tying the box.
STORE:
She steps out. Her smile fades as she sees he's gone.
The sale is lost.
CLERK:
Damn!
She plops the bow on the counter, then notices a wad of
$100 bills sticking out from her textbook.
CLERK:
(softly)
Damn...
She pulls them along with a note written on the back of
a store business card. She reads it.
INSERT CARD:
Your daughter is wrong.She steps to the window, looks out. Rath's lonely figure
exits to the street outside.
Outside it is raining. Rath is at the window looking at
a faded photo of his next target, Alan Branch. On the
street below a fire truck and an ambulance race along --
SIRENS BLARING. Rath crosses to his bed. He reviews
photos, scribbles notes as he scans articles, one head-
line:
"Billionaire Recluse Linked to Financing ofCentral American Death Squads." A photo of a brother.
An obituary mentions "car accident."
Rath sketches a diagram on a legal pad.
Satisfied with what he's got, he calls up a box on his
computer screen and dials an Internet number. A beat
and he enters the access code.
Rath picks up the photos of Branch. Studies the eyes --
circled, the only thing that matters. They're cruel
eyes.
The network comes on line. Rath takes a brath, lets it
out slow. Types:
Rath:
I have my bid.
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