Cellular Page #5

2ND DRIVER

Where do you think you're going?

THEO:

Any place.

2ND DRIVER

This is one way.

THEO:

I know. But it's an emergency.

Somebody dying. Okay?

2ND DRIVER

I don't see anybody in there but

you.

THEO:

I would appreciate a little space.

Thank you.

The driver in the next lane backs up. Now Theo can squeeze

his Chrysler through. By jumping the curb he can drive

across the sidewalk and into the parking lot of a small

corner mall with its donut shop and Chinese laundry. He

takes the exit which leads onto a residential side street.

THEO:

(into phone)

Fine, no tunnel. Are you still

with me? Hello?

LENORE:

I hear them coming upstairs. I

won't be able to talk for awhile.

I have to lay the phone down and

pretend to be asleep. So don't

talk. Don't say a word or they'll

hear it.

THEO:

I can't stay on this line. I'm

picking people up. I'm already

overdue.

(no response)

Hello?

(no answer but the

line remains open;

Theo listens)

Theo quickly puts the convertible top up and rolls up the

windows so he can hear more clearly.

There are indeterminate sounds coming over the open phone

line. It could be someone walking on a wood floor. Theo

keeps listening as he drives. He's not paying a lot of

attention to the road. A large trailer truck honks at him

nearly blowing him out of his seat. He quickly covers the

earpiece of the phone. But the kidnappers may have already

heard the sound and have been alerted by it. He waves at

the truck driver to hold it down. The truck driver laughs

at him. Honks again.

Theo pulls around onto the main boulevard again. He's

bypassed the overpass but not the traffic. He keeps driving

and listening. Maybe she's gone. Gone for good.

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