Hard Rain Page #5

Charlie and Tom exchange a quick look of relief... and then

the engine dies. Charlie tries to restart it, but there's

nothing.

OUTSIDE THE TRUCK

It's stopped on a downgrade -- it's a dip in the road.

The water is up to the top of the front tires: up to the

hubcaps on the rear wheels. The headlights are underwater,

spots of yellow glowing. They've stopped next to a lighted

sign.

CLOSE ON SIGN:

WELCOME TO HUNTINGBURG.

HOME OF THE 1987 STATE CHAMPION WARRIORS.

IN THE TRUCK:

CHARLIE:

Goddammit!

TOM:

It's a little dip in the road or

something. You can see the reflectors

come up the other side.

CHARLIE:

(curses to himself)

I knew this would happen.

(grabs radio mike)

TOM:

I'll see if there's anyone coming.

Maybe we can get pulled out.

Tom opens the door. Charlie adjusts the radio frequency

selection button; clicks on.

CHARLIE:

Dispatch, this is 31. 31 calling

dispatch.

DISPATCHER (V.O.)

(over radio)

31, this is dispatch.

CHARLIE:

(into radio)

Dispatch, we're stuck outside of

Huntingburg. Truck's dead.

DISPATCHER (V.O.)

Where are you?

CHARLIE:

We're on 231, headed for the

Interstate. Right by a sign saying

"Welcome to Huntingburg."

Tom climbs out and up on top of the truck.

OUTSIDE THE TRUCK

Tom stands on top of the truck. In one direction, nothing

but blackness. The other way he can see the lights of the

town. But there are no cars coming.

IN THE TRUCK:

Charlie looks over as Tom appears, upside-down, in the

doorway.

TOM:

The town's been evacuated. We won't

get any help from there.

CHARLIE:

Dispatch can't get anyone out.

TOM:

They are aware we're carrying a

shitload of money...?

CHARLIE:

They called the National Guard.

They're gonna be here in about ninety

minutes.

TOM:

Ninety minutes? Jesus.

CHARLIE:

(nods; into radio)

Dispatch, we're gonna need help a

little sooner than --

There's a sudden sparking sound and the radio cuts out and

interior lights and the headlights go out.

TOM:

Oh, sh*t.

INT. HOUSE - DUSK POV THROUGH WINDOW

Looking out as the Sheriff's car rolls past on the water-

covered street. A HAND lets go of a curtain and it swings

across the window.

EXT. STREET - DUSK IN THE SHERIFF'S CAR

The Sheriff motions Wayne to stop the car, then he grabs the

radio mike and clicks it on as a megaphone.

SHERIFF:

(into mike)

Henry, I saw you. Come on out.

No one comes out of the house.

SHERIFF:

Henry, I'm not leaving until you

come out.

A few moments pass and then...

HENRY AND DOREEN SWERZKY

Late 70s, step out onto their porch.

DOREEN:

Jesus H. Christ, Henry, I told you

to stay away from the damn window.

THE SHERIFF:

Gets out of the car.

SHERIFF:

What are you still doing here?

HENRY:

We're just --

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