Minority Report Page #4
FLETCHER:
Seventeen minutes.
ANDERTON:
Armor up -- sick-sticks and
concussion guns -- this is gonna be
close.
INT. PRECRIME READY ROOM - MORNING
Like a firehouse, everybody slipping into uniform, riding up
poles on chairs. A flurry of activity as weapons, helmets,
and other newfangled gear are pulled from wall racks.
KNOTT, a big redhead, thick of neck and thicker of head,
hands out the gear. He takes what looks like A BILLY CLUB
and points it at a HEAVYSET COP who wolfs down the last of a
Danish...
KNOTT:
Hey, Steadman, wanna lose those ten
The cop reacts, pushes the stick away...
PETROTTA:
Touch me with that puke-pole,
a**hole, you're gonna wear the
f***in' risoto I had for dinner
chilidogs I had for breakfast.
INT. PRECRIME ANALYTICAL ROOM - MORNING
As Jad spins around in his chair...
JAD:
Chief, we got a problem with our
location --
Anderton looks at him.
JAD:
It's no longer there.
Jad indicates a video screen showing VIDEO BOT VIEW OF A FIRE
CHARRED HOME. Only one wall is left standing...
INT. PRECRIME ANALYTICAL ROOM - MORNING
As Anderton looks at the Prevision, begins manipulating the
images... He glances at the PRECOG MONITOR. The female face
writhes in the screen and Anderton looks at her.
ANDERTON:
Where we going, Agatha? Talk to
me.
Anderton turns away as FLETCHER (30), second in command
approaches Anderton. The FEMALE FACE turns and seems to look
at Anderton through the screen.
FLETCHER:
Chief, the investigator from the
Fed is here.
ANDERTON:
(distracted)
You're kidding, that's today?
FLETCHER:
I wrote it down in your calendar,
then left a message at your house --
ANDERTON:
(working)
All I need, some twink from the Fed
(then, to Jad)
Check again with the paper, they
had it forwarded. See if the
neighbors know where they went,
check all relations --
FLETCHER:
Uh, sir...
ANDERTON:
Get him some coffee and tell him to
wait outside.
VOICE:
I've got coffee, thank you.
Anderton turns to see DANNY WITWER. Mid-twenties, quietly
looking at everything and everyone. He extends his hand.
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