Locke Page #6

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So we get that every fifteen

minutes for the whole morning, a

total shut down, hundred million

dollars. Pumping the hard stuff

into soft ground and watching it

set so we have to pay another

f***ing gang of f***ing Hungarian

monkeys to dig it out again.

Secondary cost, outside insurance,

another five million.

Ivan drives.

GARETH (OOV) (CONT’D)

Are you still there?

IVAN LOCKE:

Yes. I have no explanation apart

from the one I have given. I must

do the right thing by this woman.

A pause. Gareth is about to speak...

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

But, Gareth, I have made a pledge

to myself that I will not allow the

pour to f*** up.

GARETH (OOV)

This is a joke. Are you wearing a

f***ing red nose?

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Silence.

GARETH (OOV) (CONT’D)

This is a f***ing joke. I’m going

to call Chicago. If it weren’t for

the fact that you’ve been so solid

for us for so many years I would

fire you down the phone.

Ivan drives...

GARETH (OOV) (CONT’D)

But I will speak to Chicago first.

Silence...

GARETH (OOV) (CONT’D)

Ivan? Have you lost your f***ing

mind?

Ivan checks his rear view mirror.

IVAN LOCKE:

I made my decision.

The call is cut. Ivan drives on as he considers the

question. Has he lost his mind?

We come close to his face as he considers his situation.

Then he glances in the rear view mirror. We sense that

something in the mirror bothers him, an irritant he tries to

ignore but finally can’t.

He snaps into the rear view mirror...

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

What the f*** are you looking at?

A pause.

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

You’re watching this aren’t you.

Laughing at my predicament? A

familiar predicament to a man like

you, right dad?

A pause.

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

You think ‘there he is, look. Like

father like son. The man I made’.

A pause.

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

What is it they say? The apple

doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Well that’s where you’re wrong.

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He studies the road, the lights flashing across his face...

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Ivan erupts slowly...

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

You listen to me you f***ing piece

of worthless sh*t. I want you to

watch...

A pause. His face harder and harder...

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

In fact I’d like to take a f***ing

shovel and dig you up out of the

f***ing ground and make you watch

me tonight.

He stares into the mirror.

IVAN LOCKE (CONT’D)

I’d pull open your eyes and kick

the mud and worms and sh*t out your

ears. Just for the duration of this

f***ing journey. Because it’s me

driving not you.

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