
Ticker
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- Year:
- 2001
- 92 min
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EXT. METROPOLITAN CITY - DOWNTOWN - LATE NIGHT
Hot summer night. The flesh district - hookers working the
sidewalks, stopping cars.
MIKE REILLY, 20s, paces a corner, restless, looking for
action ... wet hair, three-day beard, trenchcoat, sneakers,
heat-seeking weary eyes. He flashes a wad of bills in an
effort to get some attention... no one notices.
Across the street, BILL RICE, 50's, a ragged transient,
strolls over.
RICE:
Know what the problem is, kid? You're too
ugly to get propositioned.
REILLY:
Look who's talking, old man.
RICE:
C'mon, it's a quiet night.
Rice starts away. Reilly pauses, then trudges after him.
EXT. SIDESTREET - NIGHT
Rice and Reilly pull donuts and coffee out of a bag, talk
with their mouths full as they walk.
RICE:
Next week we work the park.
REILLY:
I gotta get back on top. Get off the sleaze
detail.
RICE:
You will, one day at a time. I'll be old and
grey when it happens...
They share a grin, pass a BAG LADY who wears a pie-tin crown,
holding her hand out to a PIMP getting into a Cadillac.
BAG LADY:
A small gift, sir, for the Queen ...
The Pimp ignores her, screeches off. The Bag Lady pulls out
a pad, adds his license number to a list, glances up at Rice
and Reilly.
BAG LADY (cont.)
I keep a record, see? They don't
pay, I don't forget.
Rice fishes some change out of his pocket.
RICE:
Here you go, your Highness.
BAG LADY:
Thank you, officer.
She pushes her shopping cart away. Rice and Reilly look at
each other, crack up, surprised she knew he was a cop.
REILLY:
So what'll you do? After they give you the
gold watch.
RICE:
Hell, I got a gold watch... it just don't
work. Maybe they'll give me a new fishing
pole, or something useful.
REILLY:
You don't fish.
RICE:
How hard can it be? The grand kids been
buggin' me about taking them camping.
REILLY:
You outta the city... that's a fish out of
water. What's with all this family talk
lately, anyway?
RICE:
One of these days you're gonna get tired of
fighting the sh*t. When that happens, you'll
wish you had family.
REILLY:
No thanks. I got close but it never woulda
worked.
They stop beside a dirty, beat-up Studebaker parked in the
alley, climb in, Reilly behind the wheel.
INSIDE THE STUDEBAKER
Cluttered with debris - clothes, boxes, personal items.
Reilly jiggles the ignition - the engine coughs and sputters,
finally turns over.
RICE:
Why don't you just shoot it and put it out of
its misery?
REILLY:
What are you talking about, it's purring like
a kitty.
RICE:
I thought you said what's-her-name's brother
was going to fix it.
REILLY:
She didn't work out, had to cut her loose.
RICE:
What was it this time?
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