BLOOD WORK screenplay by Brian Helgeland based on the ... · in his hands. He starts to climb the fence. The HEARTBEAT INTENSIFIES. McCaleb pauses at the top of the fence, slides

BLOOD WORK

screenplay by

Brian Helgeland

based on the novel by

Michael Connelly

FIRST REVISION March 9, 1998

BLOOD WORK

1 EXT. CRIME SCENE (SILVERLAKE) - NIGHT 1

A media and spectator circus. Two cocky LAPD detectives,ARRANGO and WALTERS, watch as FBI profiler TERRY McCALEBstrides past the police barricades. Wearing a blue FBIjacket, the hoary veteran ignores questions shouted outby the press. The words "Code Killer" featureprominently.

ARRANGO(disparaging)

McCaleb... Whatever happens, it’shis face on the front page.

As McCaleb reaches Arrango:

McCALEBWhat do you got?

ARRANGOFucking hemorrhoids. What are yougonna do about it?

Arrango’s itching for trouble. Walters is a cooler head.

WALTERSVictims five and six. The codekiller strikes again.

2 INT. TENEMENT - ENTRY HALLWAY - NIGHT 2

A dingy, dark place. Police work lights can’t quite cutthe gloom. McCaleb stops at the door with Walters andArrango. The door is half off its hinges.

WALTERSNeighbor came over to complainabout the noise. Got run over atthe door. Didn’t see a thing.

ARRANGOWe’re calling him Chuck Taylor.

McCALEBHow’s that?

Arrango points out a series of bloody sneaker prints onthe floor. Headed for the door and away down the hall.

ARRANGOConverse hi-tops. Chuck Taylor.Get it?

A look and McCaleb continues in past them.

2.

3 INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 3

Not for the faint of heart. There are several darkenedforms on the floor. Heavy, black plastic bags. Aninvestigative team works.

WALTERSWe got the remains of two, maybeeven three people.

ARRANGOGives new meaning to the term gangbang.

Gruff, desensitized laughs from the cops. Waltersmotions McCaleb to a wall. There, written in blood:

McCaleb, Catch me if you can. 903 472 568.

Arrango winks at his partner, then, to McCaleb:

ARRANGOAnother love note. The two of youshould get a room some place.

As McCaleb stares grimly...

4 EXT. CRIME SCENE (DOWNTOWN) - NIGHT 4

McCaleb exits. The crowd has doubled. A NEWS CREWbursts past the barricade. Police rush to block them,but to no avail. They nearly ring McCaleb.

REPORTERSWas another message left for you,Agent McCaleb!? -- Why do youthink the killer has pickedyou?! -- What do the numbersmean?!

McCaleb scans the sea of humanity before him. Notexactly its best face. With a sigh, McCaleb starts tomake his way through, then stops short. Ahead:

5 FACE IN CROWD 5

Seen for an instant. Wearing a hooded sweatshirt andlow-billed cap. Staring at McCaleb, an odd look in hiseye.

3.

6 BACK TO SCENE 6

A beat before McCaleb looks downward. THROUGH a thicketof legs, we spot his feet. Covering them are bloodyConverse hi-tops. Chuck Taylor. McCaleb looks over, butthe cops seem suddenly so far away. Hi-Top begins todrift back.

McCALEB(toward cops)

Hey... Hey! Over here!

Hi-Top turns and goes, suddenly swallowed up by thecrowd.

McCALEB(to no avail)

He’s over here!

No one listens. The Reporters continue to firequestions. Hi-Top is getting away. McCaleb fights hisway through, charges down the street after him.

7 STREET 7

Running now, his face unclear as high-top looks back overhis shoulder, sees that McCaleb is chasing him.

8 NARROW ALLEY 8

Hi-Top cuts down. McCaleb closes.

At the end of the alley, an eight feet redwood fence.Hi-Top jumps, catches hold. As he pulls himself up,McCaleb hits the fence right behind him.

The fence collapses. The two men sprawl to the ground.Hi-Top gets up, scoots away. McCaleb rolls to his feet;the chase is back on.

9 BACK YARDS 9

One after the next. Fences are scaled, kicked through.And McCaleb closes. All we hear are the FOOTFALLS, theRAGGED BREATHS of the two men.

Then... a HEARTBEAT.

McCaleb reaches for Hi-Top’s shoulder, inches away now.A chain link fence looms ahead. Hi-Top leaps onto it,catches hold. As he pulls himself up, McCaleb is rightbehind. He catches hold of one of Hi-Top’s legs.

(CONTINUED)

4.

9 CONTINUED: 9

Hi-Top grips the top of the fence, rears back with hisfree leg and kicks McCaleb in the face. McCaleb drops.

Hi-Top is up and over, dropping to the other side. Analley behind some businesses.

McCaleb gets to his feet, one of Hi-Top’s bloody sneakersin his hands. He starts to climb the fence.

The HEARTBEAT INTENSIFIES. McCaleb pauses at the top ofthe fence, slides back down the way he came. He clutchesat his left arm, a look of surprise on his face.

The heartbeat eclipses all else. McCaleb is having aheart attack. He grips the fence to keep from falling.

10 CHAIN LINK 10

Suddenly, through the pain, McCaleb is aware of a form inthe gloom. We don’t see his face, but, fascinated,Hi-Top has come back to watch.

McCaleb reaches into his jacket, seemingly for his chest.But when his hand comes back out, he’s holding his .38service revolver. Blinking against near blinding pain,he aims through the fence.

Hi-Top runs for the dark as ROUND AFTER ROUND EXPLODES.The fourth sends him sprawling. The fifth and sixth sailwide as Hi-Top stands and staggers into blackness.

11 McCALEB 11

Suddenly illuminated by a spotlight. The revolver slipsfrom his hand as the pain overwhelms him. Bleachedwhite, he falls back into the dirt, his eyes wide.

As he stares up at a silent, hovering LAPD helicopter, hemouths words we cannot understand. And as the HEARTBEATBECOMES an ELECTRONIC BLIP...

DISSOLVE TO:

12 MONITOR SCREEN 12

A grainy silver and black image of a heart: undulatingand ghostly. The snaking line of a scope moves towardit.

SUPERIMPOSE: TWO YEARS LATER

WOMAN (V.O.)Almost there.

5.

13 INT. CEDARS-SINAI HOSPITAL - EXAMINATION ROOM - DAY 13

On a gurney, his oddly-angled head in a brace, McCalebcloses his eyes as the line enters his heart.

The voice belongs to DR. BONNIE FOX, the cardiologist whoguides the line through an incision in McCaleb’s neck.

DR. FOXComing out, Terry. You did good.

Removing the scope, she tapes a gauze compress to hisneck. As she unstraps the brace, McCaleb rubs his neck.He looks less than formidable in his hospital johnny.

DR. FOXBeen taking your pills every day?

McCALEBAll thirty-four of them.

DR. FOXNo fever at all?

McCALEBNo, I’m clean.

DR. FOXAnd no diarrhea?

McCALEBI’m clean of that, too.

DR. FOXGood. Blood pressure and pulse?

McCALEBRight on target.

DR. FOXAnd the boat? You’re not workingtoo hard on it?

McCALEBI’m keeping it afloat. That’sall.

DR. FOXGood. I’ll see you in a bit. Iwant to check the blood work andget the tissue over to the lab.

As Dr. Fox heads out.

CUT TO:

6.

14 INT. CEDARS - HALLWAY - CARDIOLOGY UNIT - DAY 14

An orderly wheels McCaleb’s gurney down the hall. Asthey pass one room, McCaleb looks over.

A young boy is on the bed, his body tied by tubes to aheart lung machine. A man in a suit, his father, sits atthe foot of the bed. As his eyes drift out into the hallat McCaleb...

McCaleb looks away.

DISSOLVE TO:

15 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - ON ISSUE OF BOAT RESTORATION 15MAGAZINE

McCaleb reads it in his hospital room. He looks up asDr. Fox comes through the door, holding a lab report.

DR. FOXDon’t start running laps yet, butI’m very pleased. No rejection,all the levels look good. I mightlower your Prednisone in anotherweek.

McCALEBGood. I’m tired of shaving threetimes a day.

Dr. Fox smiles, warms a stethoscope with her breath.

DR. FOXLean forward please.

He leans forward. She pulls down his johnny, listens tohis heart through his back.

McCALEBCan I ask you something?

DR. FOXDon’t talk.

(a beat)Sit up.

She listens through his chest. For the first time we seeit, the thirteen-inch white scar running over his heartlike a rope. McCaleb half-grimaces at nothing inparticular. Finally, she’s done.

DR. FOXGood. What did you want to askme?

(CONTINUED)

7.

15 CONTINUED: 15

McCALEBThat boy in room 604. What’s hisblood type?

Dr. Fox studies him a beat.

DR. FOXIt’s different than yours ifthat’s what you want to know.

McCALEBHow long has he been waiting?

DR. FOXAbout half as long as you did.

McCALEBWhat are his chances?

DR. FOXMaybe fifty-fifty. Maybe less.What’s bothering you, Terry?

McCALEB(after a beat)

When I was with the bureau we hadto qualify on the range everyyear. You know, shoot targets.Circle around the heart scoresmore than the head. It’s calledthe ten ring. Highest score.

Dr. Fox smiles sympathetically. Familiar ground to her.

DR. FOXTypical. You hang around almosttwo years waiting for a heart,draw your string out and nearlydon’t make it and now you wonderif we should’ve given it to you.You know what that is?

McCALEBBullshit?

DR. FOXExactly. Go home and enjoy yourboat. I’ll see you next week.

CUT TO:

8.

16 EXT. CABRILLO MARINA (SAN PEDRO) - DAY 16

McCaleb walks across the main dock. He passes aforty-two-foot Hunter sailboat called the Double-Down.

BUDDY NOONE plays harmonica in the cockpit. He wears abathrobe, his hair standing up on one side. An agingsurfer, low maintenance live aboard.

BUDDYMorning, Terry.

McCALEBIt’s two in the afternoon, Buddy.

BUDDYWhatever. Hey, heads up, man.

McCALEBWhat?

BUDDY(gesturing)

Somebody’s on your boat.

Two boats down. The Following Sea. A woman stands bythe sliding door leading to the boat’s salon. McCalebfrowns.

BUDDYBeen here ten minutes. Lookedharmless, I didn’t say anything.

McCALEB(starts forward)

Thanks, Buddy.

17 THE FOLLOWING SEA 17

The woman -- GRACIELLA RIVERS -- stares out across thewater. She doesn’t see McCaleb till he’s stepping downaboard.

McCALEBCan I help you?

She turns, a little startled.

GRACIELLAI’m looking for Terrel McCaleb.

McCALEBYou found him.

(CONTINUED)

9.

17 CONTINUED: 17

GRACIELLAI read about you in the paper, Mr.McCaleb. ’The Where Are TheyNow?’ column. You know, in theMetro section?

McCALEBLook, before you start your story,I have to tell you, you’re not thefirst person to come out here andfind me.

(off no answer;she looks sad)

I can recommend a good, privateinvestigator. Someone who’ll workhard and won’t rip you off.

GRACIELLAThe article said you were good.It said you hated it wheneversomebody got away.

McCALEBIf you read the article, then youalso know what happened to me.I’m retired, Miss Rivers.

GRACIELLAGraciella. I think you could helpme. Maybe help yourself, too.

McCALEBI don’t need the money.

GRACIELLAI’m not talking about money.

Something weird about how she said it. Graciella reachesinto her purse, hands McCaleb a photo: a smiling womanwatching a boy blow out seven candles on a birthday cake.The woman looks quite a bit like Graciella.

He looks at it, looks back at her.

McCALEBYour sister?

GRACIELLAYes. And her son.

McCALEBWhich one?

(CONTINUED)

10.

17 CONTINUED: 17

GRACIELLAExcuse me?

McCALEBWhich one is dead?

GRACIELLAMy sister. Gloria Torres. Glory.Her son’s name is Raymond.

McCaleb holds the photo out, sighs.

McCALEBLook, Miss Rivers, I just can’t dothis. I’m sorry.

She makes no move to take the photo.

GRACIELLALook at it again. Please. Justone more time and then I’ll leaveyou alone. Tell me if you feelanything?

McCALEB(irritated)

I was an F.B.I. agent, not apsychic. Now do you want thisphoto back or not?

GRACIELLAI have a double. You know, twofor the price of one. You’ll wantto keep that one.

McCALEBWhy would I want to do that?

Graciella reaches out her hand. Past the photo McCalebstill holds out. She places the palm of her hand on hischest, runs it slowly down the front of his shirt, herfingers tracing the scar beneath.

GRACIELLAYour heart. It was my sister’s.

(a beat)My phone number’s on the back ifyou change your mind.

With that, Graciella steps up to the dock and startsaway. Speechless, McCaleb watches her go, then turnsover the photo. A number is scrawled on back.

CUT TO:

11.

18 GLASS THERMOMETER 18

The mercury rises, stops at 98.6 degrees.

19 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - FORWARD HEAD - NIGHT 19

McCaleb takes the thermometer out of his mouth, reads it.He picks up a clipboard with a temperature chart. In acolumn he adds another in a series of dashes. No change.

Looking at the mirror, he studies his eyes, then pullsoff his shirt. Time to look at the scar. It’s a ritual.

CUT TO:

20 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - SALON - NIGHT 20

McCaleb sits at the desk, turns on a light. Hanging fromthe light, a Lucite block which holds his FBI badge.

Tacked on the corkboard beyond that, a laminatednewspaper line-up of code killer victims. Under them:903 472 568. McCaleb frowns at it and turns away.

CUT TO:

21 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - CABIN - NIGHT 21

McCaleb lies in his bunk staring up at the ceiling.Unable to sleep. Finally, he retrieves his watch from aslot on the wall. The glow-in-the-dark hands read 3:29AM.

22 EXT. DOCK - PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT 22

A full moon shines down on the all but deserted sight.McCaleb dials the number on the back of the photo.

McCALEBMiss Rivers, it’s Terry McCaleb.I know it’s late, but --

(a beat)I’m going to go see the policetomorrow and ask about this.

(another beat)Don’t thank me. I don’t want youto get your hopes up. I’m justgoing to take a look. I owe yoursister that much. Now...

He takes a note pad and pencil from his pocket.

(CONTINUED)

12.

22 CONTINUED: 22

McCALEBBefore I start, I’ll need someinformation.

CUT TO:

23 EXT. LAPD WEST VALLEY DIVISION (RESEDA) - DAY 23

A cab pulls up out front and McCaleb gets out, a box ofdoughnuts in hand. As he heads for the entrance...

24 INT. DETECTIVE BUREAU - DAY 24

McCaleb steps to a counter. A YOUNG DETECTIVE stepsover.

YOUNG DETECTIVECan I help you?

McCALEBAre Detectives Arrango or Waltersin homicide?

YOUNG DETECTIVEYour name?

McCALEBMcCaleb. Tell them it’s about theGloria Torres case.

The young detective punches three digits into a phone,whispers something as he looks McCaleb over. He hangsup.

YOUNG DETECTIVEDown the hall. First door on yourright.

25 INT. HOMICIDE BULLPEN - DAY 25

McCaleb has only gone a few steps when a solidly builtman in a white shirt and tie steps in front of him. Gunin a shoulder harness. Detective Arrango from a fewyears ago.

ARRANGOMr. McCaleb.

McCALEBDetective Arrango.

(CONTINUED)

13.

25 CONTINUED: 25

McCaleb makes a point of shaking his hand.

ARRANGOI thought you had died, or atleast retired. My guy up frontsaid you’re here about GloryTorres.

McCALEBThat’s right. Is there a placewhere we can talk?

ARRANGOTalk about what?

McCALEBI’m looking into her death.

ARRANGOOh shit, here we go.

Irritated, Arrango turns, snaps his fingers to get theattention of his partner Walters who’s on the phone. AsWalters motions he’ll be a minute...

ARRANGOYou got five minutes before I tossyou outta here.

26 INT. INTERVIEW ROOM - DAY 26

Arrango leads the way in, closes the door behind McCaleb.

ARRANGOHave a seat. My partner will behere in a minute.

McCALEB(sitting down)

Want a doughnut?

ARRANGO(also sitting)

Keep your doughnuts. It’s thesister, isn’t it? You’re workingfor the goddamn sister. Let mesee your ticket.

McCALEBI don’t have a license, if that’swhat you mean.

Arrango glares at him a beat.

(CONTINUED)

14.

26 CONTINUED: 26

ARRANGOJesus, it’s stuffy in here.

Arrango gets up, adjusts a thermostat on the wall andgoes back for his seat. As he does, McCaleb glances upat an air duct grill over the door.

ARRANGOYou say you’re conducting aninvestigation into the GloriaTorres homicide, is that correct?

McCALEB(sighs)

Yes, that’s right.

ARRANGOAnd you have no license in thestate of California to operate asa private investigator, true?

McCALEBTrue.

Walters enters. Without looking, Arrango signals him notto interrupt. Walters leans against the wall.

ARRANGODo you understand, Mr. McCaleb,that it is a crime in this stateto operate as a privateinvestigator without a license?

McCALEBCan we skip the bullshit and turnoff the tape and camera and justtalk a minute? Besides, Waltersis leaning against the microphone.You’re not picking anything up.

Arrango turns as Walters jumps away from the wall.

WALTERSWhy didn’t you tell me?

ARRANGOShuddup!

McCALEBHave a doughnut, guys. I’m hereto help.

ARRANGOHow do you know Graciella Rivers?

(CONTINUED)

15.

26 CONTINUED: (2) 26

McCALEBShe’s an acquaintance. She askedme to look into this.

McCaleb opens the box of doughnuts. Walters looks toArrango, whose face is stone.

McCALEBWell, I’m going to have one.

McCaleb takes out a cinnamon. After a beat, Waltersgrabs a glazed. Finally, against his better judgment,Arrango takes a powdered. They each chew a moment.

ARRANGOI don’t know what the sister toldyou, Mr. Former-F.B.I.-profiler,but this isn’t Charlie Manson orTed fucking Bundy. It’s aconvenience store robbery. Somemope with a mask and a gun and theright ratio of balls to brains.That’s all.

McCALEBI know, but I told her I’d checkit out. It’s been two months. Ithought maybe you guys wouldn’tmind a fresh set of eyes.

Walters looks at Arrango, shrugs a why not.

McCALEBI’m not here to show you up.Anything I come up with, you’ll bethe first to know.

ARRANGOWhat do you want?

McCALEBCopy me the murder book and thevideo walk-through on the crimescene. I was always good withcrime scenes.

Walters and Arrango exchange another look. Then...

ARRANGOI don’t think so, man.

McCALEBLet me ask you something, does thesister call you much?

(CONTINUED)

16.


ARRANGOAll the time. Week in and weekout I tell her the same thing. Nosuspects, no leads.

McCALEBThis could get her off your case.If I see what you got and say youboys did your best, she might backoff.

Arrango smiles at the thought of that.

ARRANGOYou say you were good with crimescenes?

McCALEBYeah, if you made a tape...

Arrango winks at Walters, then looks back at McCaleb.

ARRANGOWe got better than a crime scenetape. We got the crime.

(stands)Come on. Bring those doughnutswith you.

27 INT. LIEUTENANT’S OFFICE - TELEVISION SCREEN - DAY 27

The screen flickers on. A black and white surveillancecamera view of the counter of a convenience store. Adate and time line runs across the bottom of the screen.The frame is empty a few seconds until the countermanleans in over the register. He breaks open a roll ofquarters.

WALTERSThat’s Kyungwon Kang, the owner.

ARRANGOHe’s spending his last few secondson the planet here.

As he closes the register, a woman steps up. Easilyrecognizable from the photo -- Gloria Torres. Glory.She smiles as she sets a Hershey bar down on the counter.

ARRANGOCame in to buy a fucking candybar. You believe that?

(CONTINUED)

17.

27 CONTINUED: 27

McCALEB(softly)

For her son...

As Gloria hands a dollar bill over, a man in a black skimask and black jumpsuit moves up behind Gloria.

She’s still smiling as ski mask puts his right hand onher right shoulder and in one continuous move brings themuzzle of a handgun up to her left temple.

Without hesitation, he pulls the trigger.

ARRANGOBadda-bing!

McCaleb grimaces as bloody mist jettisons from the wound.

Ski mask holds her up as a shield, then raises his lefthand to FIRE a ROUND into Mr. Kang. Kang vainly grapplesfor a hold on the counter like a man going over a cliff.

Ski mask lowers Gloria’s body to the floor. Her headdrops out of sight.

Ski mask steps up as Mr. Kang pulls a revolver from undersome papers bags. Ski mask shoots him in the face.

Ski mask scoops the cash from the register, then picks upsomething off Mr. Kang’s arm. He then reaches forsomething on the floor.

WALTERSHe picked up all the shells.

Ski mask looks directly at the camera and says something.

McCALEBNo sound on the camera, right?

WALTERSRight. Whatever he said there, hesaid to himself.

Ski mask then makes one last pass on his way out.

ARRANGOYou ain’t gonna see that on’America’s Favorite Home Videos.’

McCALEB(ignoring comment)

Can I see it again? Slowed down?

(CONTINUED)

18.


ARRANGOIt’s not over yet.

McCALEBWhat?

ARRANGOThe good Samaritan comes in now.

On screen, a dark-haired, dark-complected man in jeansand a T-shirt enters. He hesitates, looks down atGloria, then over the counter at Mr. Kang. He kneelsover Gloria’s body. Almost immediately, he’s up andaway.

ARRANGOHe went down the aisles lookingfor bandages. He actually wrappedher head with tape and papertowels.

The good Samaritan is back doing just that.

ARRANGOCamera never got a good look athim. After he finished, he wentoutside, called 9-1-1 and split.

WALTERSVoice on the tape was Latino. Wefigure the guy was illegal.Afraid to stick around.

McCALEBToo bad. He was there so soon, heprobably saw the shooter’s car,maybe the shooter.

WALTERSWe put out flyers, went on Channel34. Nothing.

McCALEB(re: TV)

May I?

Arrango shrugs, annoyed.

McCaleb rewinds, starts the tape again. This time inslow motion. As the gun gets pressed up against GloriaTorres’ head, he freezes it. The smile has only half-left her.

(CONTINUED)

19.


Arrango smirks as McCaleb scribbles the time: 22:41:39.McCaleb hesitates before resuming play.

ARRANGOPause button’s not gonna help hernow.

McCaleb hits it. Gloria dies. The tape plays throughski mask saying something into the camera.

McCALEBHe winked.

WALTERSWhat?

McCaleb rewinds, plays it slower. As ski mask says hisline, he definitely winks.

McCaleb freezes it again as the good Samaritan walks in.He notes the new time line: 22:42:55. As the tapefinishes, McCaleb is visibly affected.

ARRANGOOkay, Mr. F.B.I. man, tell ussomething we don’t know.

McCaleb stares over at Arrango, hardens up.

McCALEBThe shooter’s been in the storebefore. He knew where the camerawas. So he’s either from theneighborhood or he cased theplace. Plus this wasn’t the firsttime. No hesitation, no panic, hepicks up the brass. This guy’sdone it before.

Arrango and Walters exchange a look. Walters starts tosay something, but Arrango holds up a hand to silencehim.

McCALEBWhat?

Neither man answers.

McCALEBHow many others?

Neither man answers again.

(CONTINUED)

20.


McCALEBCan I see the murder book?

ARRANGOLet us talk to the lieutenant andwe’ll get back to you.

Arrango and Walters both stand. Meeting over.

McCALEBWhen?

ARRANGOGive me a number. We’ll be intouch.

That’s all he’s getting. Taking out a pen, McCalebwrites a number on the top of the doughnut box. Heshoves it in Arrango’s hands, gives Walters a nasty look,then starts out with Arrango calling after him.

ARRANGOHey, we don’t need your shit,McCaleb, we got a whole platefulof our own!

CUT TO:

28 EXT. SHERMAN MARKET (CANOGA PARK) - DAY 28

A cab pulls up and as McCaleb gets out...

McCALEBWait here.

McCaleb studies the storefront a beat. There’s a payphone right out front. A deep breath and he starts in.

29 INT. SHERMAN MARKET - DAY 29

McCaleb enters, smiling over at the elderly ASIAN WOMANbehind the counter. The counter where Mr. Kang died.She doesn’t smile back.

McCaleb goes to the display racks full of candy and picksout a Hershey bar. He steps to the counter, sets itdown.

As the Asian Woman RINGS it up, McCaleb looks up at thesurveillance camera. He then hands the woman a dollar.

(CONTINUED)

21.

29 CONTINUED: 29

McCALEBAre you Mrs. Kang?

ASIAN WOMANYes. I know you?

McCALEBNo, it’s just... I heard whathappened here. To your husband.I’m sorry.

ASIAN WOMANYes, thank you.

(a beat)The only way to keep evil out isto not unlock door. We can’t dothat. We must have business.

McCaleb nods that he understands. As she hands him hischange, he looks one more time at the surveillancecamera, then once behind him. Playing the crime over inhis head.

As he exits, he nods to Mrs. Kang.

McCALEBThank you.

30 EXT. SHERMAN MARKET - DAY 30

McCaleb steps to the pay phone. This is where the GoodSamaritan stood. McCaleb reaches out, pretends to dial9-1-1. A beat, then he scans the street.

31 McCALEB’S POV - STREET 31

A wide, busy four-lane boulevard. Across the street -- astrip mall parking lot. A man sitting in a car. Helifts a newspaper almost the instant McCaleb notices him.

32 McCALEB 32

Not alarmed. In fact, he’s about to dismiss it, when...

CABBIEHey! You gonna pay me or should Idrive you somewhere else?

McCaleb strides over to the cab, gets in.

(CONTINUED)

22.

32 CONTINUED: 32

McCALEBThe nearest public library.

The Cabbie thinks a beat, then starts to pull away.McCaleb looks across the street. The car is gone.

CUT TO:

33 INT. LIBRARY - COMPUTER SCREEN - DAY 33

McCaleb is in the research section. On screen, he callsup the L.A. Times, accesses the search function. When itasks for key words, McCaleb types: "robbery, ski mask,shooting."

He hits enter and waits. As the computer works, McCalebdumps a handful of pills into the palm of his hand. Ashe chases them down with a bottle of water, the computerflashes a new screen.

Two matches to the key words. McCaleb hits "print."

CUT TO:

34 EXT. SHERIFF’S DEPARTMENT (WHITTIER) - DAY 34

The cab pulls up again.

35 INT. DETECTIVE WINSTON’S OFFICE (HOMICIDE) - DAY 35

The door opens. A DEPUTY shows McCaleb in.

DEPUTYDetective Winston said to waithere. She’ll be right with you.

The Deputy leaves McCaleb alone.

McCaleb steps over to a wall of citations and asmattering of press clippings. One is from a policemagazine:

It shows both McCaleb and Det. Jaye Winston receivingcitations for an arrest of "The Cemetery Man."

The door opens and JAYE enters, looks happy to see him.

JAYEHow’s it going, Terry? I heardyou got a new ticker.

(CONTINUED)

23.

35 CONTINUED: 35

McCALEB(as they shake hands)

Yeah, and I’m doing okay. You?

JAYESame old same old. What’s up?You on a private ticket now?

McCALEBNo, just doing a favor for afriend.

JAYEWhat case is it?

McCaleb pulls the LA Times library printouts from hisbag.

McCALEBJames Cordell. A.T.M. holdup onJanuary twenty-two. Newspapersays he was shot by a guy wearinga ski mask.

JAYEWho’s the friend you’re doing thefavor for?

McCALEBGraciella Rivers. Her sister wasshot in a convenience store holduptwo weeks ago. Guy with a skimask.

An odd beat.

McCALEBSo did I get it right? Are theyconnected?

JAYESame guy, Terry. Out of yourorbit, though. Just a scumbagwith a gun. Three-strike shit,that’s all.

McCALEBWhat do you mean?

JAYEYou know, guys with two felonyconvictions. A third puts themaway for life.

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

24.


JAYE (CONT’D)So instead of leaving witnesses,they kill ’em. Robbery, murder,it’s the same sentence either way.

McCALEBI saw the boys in L.A. Theyshowed me the tape, but wouldn’tcopy me the book. I bet theycopied you.

(a beat)You owe me one, Jaye.

JAYEDon’t you think I know that?

CUT TO:

36 BLACK AND WHITE VIDEO IMAGE 36

James Cordell, 35, as seen by an ATM camera. He slideshis card into the cash machine. He hesitates, looks backover his right shoulder, tracking something behind him.

JAYE (O.S.)Shooter’s back there, but I’mbetting the mask isn’t on yet.Otherwise Cordell would’ve run.

Cordell turns back to the machine, waits. Suddenly, thegun comes into frame, just kissing Cordell’s left temple.Jaye freeze-frames.

37 ANGLE 37

JAYEHeckler and Koch nine milli. Samemodel as the Valley tape.

She hits play and James Cordell’s brains are blown out.He falls away to reveal the same shooter. Ski mask andblack jumpsuit aside, it’s him. As he reaches for thecash in the slot, he mouths something. McCaleb freezesit.

McCALEBHe said something in the Valleytape, also.

JAYE(shrugs)

Guy’s a chatterbox.

(CONTINUED)

25.

37 CONTINUED: 37

McCALEBHave you brought in a lip reader?

Jaye looks at him for a beat, feels foolish that shehasn’t.

JAYEI’ll get on it.

McCALEBHe took the money from the machinenot the victim.

JAYESo?

McCALEBHe took it from the bank. Makesit a federal offense.

Jaye shrugs, hits play. Ski mask picks up the shellcasing and goes. Jaye fast forwards. After a minute,she hits play.

A man, James Lockridge, steps up, crouches by Cordell’sbody. Lockridge is stocky, bald across the top.

JAYEJames Lockridge. He pulled intothe bank parking lot. Almost gotsideswiped by a sedan roaring out.Said it was a white guy, butcouldn’t give us anything else.He called for an ambulance.Cordell died on the way to thehospital.

McCALEBYou got any leads at all?

JAYEBeen following the three-strikesthing. Looking up local stick-upmen with two or more falls undertheir belts. I think the man inthe ski mask is one of them. Usedto be a robber, now he’s a robbingmurderer.

McCALEBWhat about the gun? Heckler andKoch. Expensive for a holdup manand weird that he’d hang onto itafter the first killing.

(CONTINUED)

26.


JAYEI figured he stole it, but thatdidn’t lead anywhere. I hate tosay it, McCaleb, but I think we’regoing to need fresh blood to solvethis one.

McCALEBCan you copy the murder books,Jaye? Yours and L.A.’s?

JAYEI’ll ask the captain, but I don’tsee why not. He was thelieutenant on the Cemetery Mancase.

McCALEBGlad someone got promoted.

CUT TO:

38 INT. VALLEY COMPUTING - DAY 38

JAMES LOCKERIDGE sits at his cubicle typing into acomputer. A bit of a nerd, he looks up as the officemanager leads McCaleb over.

McCALEB(extending hand)

Mr. Lockeridge, I’m Terry McCaleb.Thanks for seeing me.

Lockridge looks from the hand to McCaleb.

LOCKRIDGEAre you a policeman?

McCALEBF.B.I. Retired. I’minvestigating a related case foranother victim’s family.

LOCKRIDGEGood. Police are stupid.

McCALEBWhy do you say that?

LOCKRIDGEDidn’t they tell you?

McCaleb looks at him, shrugs.

(CONTINUED)

27.

38 CONTINUED: 38

LOCKRIDGEWhy would they? When I found theguy shot, I called 9-1-1. Theygot the address transposed andthey sent the ambulance to thewrong place. It took twentyminutes. Guy was breathing thewhole time. He might’ve made itif they hadn’t fucked up.

McCALEBThese things happen, I guess.

LOCKRIDGENo. They fucked up and the guydied. I’m real busy. I agreed tosee you because you were alreadyhere. What do you want?

McCALEBI read your statement, but I’dlike to hear from you whathappened.

LOCKRIDGEI needed cash. As I pulled intothe lot, a guy driving out almosthit me. It was dark. All I sawwas it was a car. No plates, noface, nothing. I walk up to theA.T.M. and there’s a guy bleeding.He must’ve got it right before Igot there. I call 9-1-1 and tenminutes later, they went drivingpast us. Past us.

McCALEBDid you notice anything at all,detail-wise?

LOCKRIDGEYeah. That it could’ve been me.It could’ve been him finding me.With that ambulance driving righton by!

CUT TO:

39 EXT. ATM - READYTELLER (LANCASTER) - DAY 39

A lonely spot even during the day. McCaleb steps up. Hestands there a beat, looks down at the ground where thebloodstain still isn’t quite gone.

(CONTINUED)

28.

39 CONTINUED: 39

McCaleb inserts his ATM card, looks back over hisshoulder, then up and down the street. He closes hiseyes, replaying the crime in his mind.

Suddenly, a hand reaches up toward McCaleb’s shoulder!Someone’s behind him. As the hand comes down...

McCaleb wheels to face a longhaired MAN wearing Wayfarersunglasses and a single, dangling crucifix earring.

MANYou done?

McCaleb blinks in surprise, then gathers his wits.Grunting that he is, he takes his ATM card from the slotand walks away. The man watches after him a beat, thenturns to the machine.

DISSOLVE TO:

40 EXT. DOCK (SAN PEDRO) - SUNSET 40

A taxi pulls up and lets McCaleb out. He carries a stackof files and videotapes. He looks tired.

Buddy raises a beer from the deck of the Double Down.

BUDDYHere’s to you, Terry.

McCaleb nods, continues past, then turns, looks at Buddy.

McCALEBWhat do you got going tomorrow?

BUDDYSame as always. A big fat gooseegg.

McCALEBI need a driver for a few days.Ten bucks an hour plus meals.

BUDDY(perking up)

What is it, an investigation?

McCALEBI’m looking for a driver, Buddy,not a partner.

BUDDYOkay. I’m in. Whose car.

(CONTINUED)

29.

40 CONTINUED: 40

McCALEBWe take yours, I pay for gas. Wetake mine, I sit in the back.It’s got air bags up front.

BUDDYRight, cuz of your chest, right?

McCaleb nods, no patience left for the day.

BUDDYLet’s take mine. I’d feel liketoo much of a chauffeur with youin the back.

McCALEB(heads off)

See you in the morning.

BUDDYYou look tired, McCaleb. Youshould get some sleep.

CUT TO:

41 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - CHART TABLE - NIGHT 41

The evidence is laid out. Both cases, crime-scenephotos, etc... McCaleb rubs his eyes, makes a note on alegal pad. He then opens a Thomas Guide, begins trackingstreets.

CUT TO:

42 GLASS THERMOMETER 42

The mercury rises, stops at 99.8 degrees.

43 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - FORWARD HEAD - NIGHT 43

McCaleb takes the thermometer out of his mouth, reads it.It takes a moment for it to register. Finally, he picksup the clipboard with the temperature chart. In a columnwhere there have only ever been dashes, he jots 99.8degrees.

CUT TO:

30.

44 INT. SHERMAN MARKET - NIGHT 44

We’re suddenly in a BLACK AND WHITE world. MR. KANGlooks up from the register and smiles in an unfriendlyway. McCaleb stands across form him.

MR. KANGYou don’t deserve it.

McCALEBWhat?

Suddenly, there’s a hand on McCaleb’s shoulder, thebarrel of a revolver on his temple.

McCaleb turns to find the man in the SKI MASK. He lowersthe GUN to McCaleb’s chest -- the heart.

SKI MASKTen ring.

BOOM! SHOT through the heart, McCaleb starts animpossibly slow descent to the floor. As he falls helooks back toward Ski Mask. The eyes watch him go. Theylook remarkably like his own eyes...

Then comes the wink.

CUT TO:

45 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - CABIN - NIGHT 45

Having landed in his own bunk, McCaleb wakes in a coldsweat. It takes him a moment to realize where he is.

CUT TO:

46 INT. CEDAR’S-SINAI - EXAMINATION ROOM - DAY (NEXT 46MORNING)

DR. BONNIE FOX sits across from McCaleb.

DR. FOXMurdered? What are you talkingabout?

McCALEBShe was shot in the head in arobbery, then lived long enoughfor me to get her heart.

(CONTINUED)

31.

46 CONTINUED: 46

DR. FOXYou’re not supposed to knowanything about your donor. How doyou know this?

McCALEBHer sister tracked me down. Sheread a piece about me in thepaper, about the fact that I had arare blood type, the same as hersister’s. My surgery was the sameday her sister died.

DR. FOXWhat does she want? Money?

McCaleb actually laughs.

DR. FOXI’m glad you can find it funny.

McCALEBDon’t you see? She wants me tofind out who did it. She wants meto solve her sister’s murder.

DR. FOXGive me this woman’s name. Rightnow.

McCaleb just looks at her.

DR. FOXYou’re not thinking of doing this.

McCALEBI started yesterday.

DR. FOX(furious)

And today you’re running a fever!You are sixty days posttransplant! As your doctor I’mordering you not to do this.

He doesn’t answer; she softens.

DR. FOXYou have to respect the gift youwere given, Terry.

McCALEBI do and I am. It was her gift.

(CONTINUED)

32.


McCALEBIt’s supposed to be an accident.99 out of 100 donors, an accidentleading to a fatal head injury.This is different.

DR. FOXHow? How is it different? Aheart is a heart.

McCALEB(standing)

An accident is fate. A murder isevil.

DR. FOXOh please --

McCALEBThis gift that you talk about, theonly reason I have it is becauseof this evil, hateful thing thatsomeone did.

DR. FOXYou’re not making a lot of sense.

McCALEBShe went into that store to get acandy bar for her kid and ends up-- I can’t explain --

Dr. Fox reaches out, takes his hands.

DR. FOXYou know the little boy in room604? He’s waiting on a heart thatisn’t coming. That could be you,Terry. This is your one chance.Tell this woman no. Save yourselfand tell her no.

McCALEBI can’t...

Dr. Fox slowly pulls her hands back.

DR. FOXYou are gambling with your life.If you start getting infection orrejection, we’re not going to beable to save you.

(CONTINUED)

33.


McCALEBI don’t have a choice.

DR. FOXNeither do I. I can no longer beyour doctor, Terry. I can’t bearound while you do this.

McCALEBLook, Doc --

DR. FOXI’ll have your records ready thisafternoon. Good luck, Terry.

CUT TO:

47 INT. RESTAURANT - DAY 47

In a waitress uniform, Graciella steps over to the phone.The MANAGER doesn’t look too happy as he hands it over.

MANAGERMake it quick.

GRACIELLAHello?

McCALEB (V.O.)Graciella? It’s McCaleb.

CUT TO:

48 INT. CEDARS-SINAI - PAY PHONE - DAY 48

McCaleb stands in the booth, his head pressed up againstthe glass. Buddy stands a short distance away, lookingconcerned for his friend.

GRACIELLA (V.O.)Did something happen?

McCALEBTell me about her.

INTERCUT the following:

GRACIELLAWhat do you mean?

(CONTINUED)

34.

48 CONTINUED: 48

McCALEBGlory. Tell me something abouther. The better feel I have forher, the better I’ll be at this.

She thinks a beat, knows this is important to him.

GRACIELLAIs there a kitchen on that boat ofyours?

McCALEBYeah, a galley.

GRACIELLAIs it big enough to cook a realmeal?

McCALEBSure.

GRACIELLAYou want to know my sister? Thenyou have to meet her son.Everything that was good about heris in him. I’ll bring him bytonight and make you dinner.

McCALEBI’d like that... So you know, mostcases turn on some detail that wasmissed or didn’t seem important.It can be the key. That’s what Ihave to find.

GRACIELLAYou have Glory’s heart. She’llguide you.

McCaleb hangs up; the words weigh heavy. He steps out.

BUDDYYou okay, Terry? Where to?

CUT TO:

49 INT. BUDDY’S CAR - DAY 49

They pull into the lot of a West Valley industrial park.

BUDDYWhat are we doing here?

(CONTINUED)

35.

49 CONTINUED: 49

McCALEBSheriff’s department checked out alist of three strike robberysuspects. Also, a list oflocations where HK P7 pistols werestolen in the past few years.Last night I charted the site ofeach theft along with the home andjob location of each man on thelist.

BUDDYI get it. Like a cross reference.You want to see if they overlap,right?

McCALEBOne name sticks out like a whorein church. Mikail Bolotov. Twotime loser. Lives a mile from themarket where Gloria Torres died.Works four blocks from a CanogaPark home where a Heckler and Kochwas stolen in December.

Buddy lets out a low whistle.

BUDDYSo why haven’t they arrested thisguy? Bolo... Bolo...

McCALEBBolotov.

BUDDYRussian sonuvabitch!

McCALEBThey don’t know about the gun.Plus he’s got an alibi. Timecard. He punched out at workafter the Cordell murder.

BUDDYA friend could’ve done that.

McCaleb nods, looks up at the building.

BUDDYBut I still don’t know what we’redoing here.

(CONTINUED)

36.


McCALEBHe works inside. I’m going totalk to him.

BUDDYCool.

As McCaleb starts out, Buddy follows.

McCALEBWhere are you going?

BUDDYWe’ll lean on him. Good cop, badcop.

McCALEBYou’re staying in the car, Buddy.

Buddy mutters disappointment, but his eyes widen asMcCaleb fishes a gun in a canvas holster from his leatherbag. As he clips it to his belt...

BUDDYHey, what are you expecting inthere?

McCALEBNothing. It’s more of a prop thananything.

CUT TO:

50 INT. DELTONA CLOCKS - RECEPTION DESK - DAY 50

Cheap, industrial look clocks are manufactured here. ARECEPTIONIST looks up at McCaleb.

RECEPTIONISTCan I help you?

McCaleb puts his hands on his hips, carefully lets hisjacket open to expose his gun. The Receptionist spotsit.

McCALEBI’m conducting a follow-up on asheriff’s department inquiry ofFebruary Third.

RECEPTIONISTJust a moment.

(CONTINUED)

37.

50 CONTINUED: 50

She picks up a phone, dials.

RECEPTIONISTMr. Toliver, it’s Wendy. There’sa man from the sheriff’sdepartment here about something.

51 INT. DELTONA CLOCKS - OFFICE - DAY 51

Built into the wall above and with a window looking outonto the manufacturing floor. McCaleb stands across froma harried MR. TOLIVER.

MR. TOLIVERWe’re awfully busy, Mr. McCaleb.

McCALEBI’ll get to the point then. A fewmonths ago you spoke to twosheriff’s detectives about anemployee named Bolotov.

MR. TOLIVERYes?

McCALEBI’m investigating that case now.I need to ask some additionalquestions.

MR. TOLIVERI’ll tell you what I told theothers. Michael Bolotov wasworking that day. You can see histime card if you’d like.

McCALEBHow many employees do you have onthe floor at any given time?

MR. TOLIVEREight-five.

McCALEBAny chance one of them could’vepunched Bolotov out?

MR. TOLIVER(shrugs)

We’ve been in business sixteenyears. It’s happened.

McCaleb looks out onto the floor.

(CONTINUED)

38.

51 CONTINUED: 51

McCALEBIs Bolotov working today?

Mr. Toliver steps up, points down on the floor.

MR. TOLIVERThat’s him there.

McCaleb is looking at a man in a black T-shirt withsleeves stretched tight over powerful, tattoo-laced arms.BOLOTOV.

McCALEBBolotov... Is he Russian?

MR. TOLIVERYeah. They’re good workers andthey don’t complain. They don’tmind being paid shit, either.

McCALEBI’d like to speak to him.

MR. TOLIVERIn here?

McCALEBI’m sure you want to continue tocooperate, don’t you?

After a big sigh from Mr Toliver...

CUT TO:

52 INT. STAIRS - LEADING UP TO OFFICE - DAY 52

MOVE WITH Bolotov as he climbs up. He moves with ajailhouse strut as he enters...

53 INT. DELTONA CLOCKS - OFFICE - DAY 53

McCaleb waits, alone.

McCALEBSit down.

Bolotov moves to a chair, sits without hesitation.

McCALEBThe night of January seventeen.Tell me about it.

(CONTINUED)

39.

53 CONTINUED: 53

BOLOTOVI told them before. I work thatnight.

McCALEBSo you said. But things aredifferent now. We know things wedidn’t know then.

BOLOTOVWhat things?

McCALEBBurglary at that house on Mason.Two blocks from here, remember?That where you got the gun, wasn’tit, Bolotov?

BOLOTOV(biceps bulging)

What gun?

McCALEBHow about February Seventh? Yougot an alibi for that night, too?

BOLOTOVI don’t know that night.

McCALEBSure you do. That’s the night youwalked into the Sherman Market andkilled two people.

Bolotov’s eyes narrow.

BOLOTOVWho are you? You’re not a cop.

McCaleb just stares at him.

BOLOTOV(standing)

Cops are in twos. Who are you?

McCALEBI’m the one who’s going to takeyou down. You did it, Bolotov,and I’m going to prove it.

Without warning, Bolotov rushes forward. As McCalebstands, Bolotov slams into his chest, sending McCalebsprawling over the back of the chair.

(CONTINUED)

40.


Pinning McCaleb’s neck with a knee, he goes through hispockets. Tossing the gun away, he checks McCaleb’swallet.

BOLOTOVNo badge. See, no cop.

Bolotov checks the driver’s license.

BOLOTOVTerr-ell Mack-kay-leeb.

He digs his knee in a bit harder.

BOLOTOVMaybe I pay you a visit one day,yes?

Standing, Bolotov grabs the chair, raises it over hishead. At that moment, the door opens and Mr. Toliversteps in.

Bolotov hurls the chair through the glass, then leapswith ease to the manufacturing floor below.

McCaleb tries to stand, then collapses to the floorclutching at his chest.

McCALEBShit...

CUT TO:

54 INT. DETECTIVE WINSTON’S OFFICE - HOMICIDE - DAY 54

Looking ragged, McCaleb sits across from Jaye Winston.She’s angry.

McCALEBThink for a minute, Jaye.Bolotov’s alibi is about as solidas a loaf of bread.

JAYEYou think, Terry. You’ve got nobadge. And even if you did, itwould be the wrong one.

McCALEBThe hell with that. Bolotov. Ilike him for this, Jaye.

(CONTINUED)

41.

54 CONTINUED: 54

JAYEGuy’s a convict. He could’ve donewhat he did for a hundred reasons.

McCALEBYou should put out a pick-up onhim.

JAYE(stepping over)

You look like crap, Terry.

Jaye puts her palm on his forehead.

JAYEYou got a fever. Go home.

McCALEBBolotov.

JAYEI had a car go by his apartment,but he’s already gone. Split.

McCALEBI hit a nerve.

JAYEI’ll say. You remember mylieutenant who became a captain?

McCaleb nods.

JAYEHe’s not too happy. He doesn’twant to hear from you or about youagain. We’ll send a sheriff byyour boat at five to pick up thefiles and tapes. Understood?

McCaleb sighs, nods again. Jaye looks away.

JAYEWill that give you enough time tomake copies of everything?

McCaleb looks back over, smiles.

McCALEBI already did.

It’s her turn to smile. But as McCaleb stands to go...

(CONTINUED)

42.


JAYEBy the way. Lip reader came in.He’s ninety percent sure that theshooter was saying ’HappyValentine’s Day.’

McCALEBThat sounds hinky, Jaye. Not likeyour average mutt.

JAYE(shrugs)

What’s average these days?

CUT TO:

55 BLACK & WHITE GLORIA TORRES 55

Bluntly: the gun comes up and blows her brains out. Mr.Kang is shot next. The shooter picks up the shells andmouths to the camera with McCaleb speaking in perfectsynch with him.

McCALEB (V.O.)Happy Valentine’s Day.

The image freezes, rewinds, and plays again.

56 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - SALON - SUNSET 56

McCaleb sits by the TV assaulting himself with the sameimage over and over. The moment is broken by the soundand motion of FOOTSTEPS touching down on the deckoverhead.

McCaleb hits freeze, sparing Gloria death by a fractionof a second. He stands, heads through the door to thedeck.

57 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - DECK - SUNSET 57

McCaleb steps out to find Graciella and a ten-year-oldboy RAYMOND stepping on. Graciella carries a bag ofgroceries. She reads McCaleb’s surprise.

GRACIELLA(smiling)

You forgot, didn’t you?

(CONTINUED)

43.

57 CONTINUED: 57

McCALEB(embarrassed)

No -- I mean, sort of, for thelast few hours. I got lost...

GRACIELLAIt’s okay. We can do it anothertime.

McCALEBAre you kidding? We’re going tohave dinner. Is this Raymond?

GRACIELLA(nodding)

Raymond, this is Mr. McCaleb. Theman I was telling you about. Thisis his boat.

McCaleb steps over, shakes Raymond’s little hand. Theboy looks about curiously.

RAYMONDWhat’s the Following Sea?

McCALEBThat’s the one you have to watchout for. The one that’s rightbehind you.

GRACIELLA(re: groceries)

Where’s the galley?

McCALEB(pointing)

Through there.

Graciella walks past them, down into the salon.

RAYMONDCan you fish off this boat?

McCALEBSure. Why don’t I get you a poleand --

McCaleb stops short, looks back over his shoulder.

McCALEBWait here, Raymond.

As McCaleb starts down into the salon.

44.

58 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - SALON - SUNSET 58

Graciella stands in shock before the TV staring at thefrozen image of her sister, the barrel of the revolverabout to touch the side of her head.

Unable to look away, her trembling finger reaches for theplay button. Just before she hits it, McCaleb is there.He switches the screen off.

McCALEBI’m sorry. You shouldn’t haveseen that.

GRACIELLAWas she, was she ever scared?

McCALEBNo. She never knew at all.

Graciella looks at the files, videotapes and notes on thechart table. Then she looks at the TV and back toMcCaleb.

GRACIELLAWhat I’ve asked you to do -- Itisn’t fair, is it?

McCALEB(after a beat)

There’s a restaurant over themarine store. Good food and agreat view of the sunset. Whydon’t we have dinner there?

DISSOLVE TO:

59 EXT. MARINA - JETTY - SUNSET 59

After dinner. McCaleb and Graciella walk.

Raymond runs ahead of them chasing sea gulls, chucking anoccasional rock into the sea.

GRACIELLAWhy do you live on a boat?

McCALEBI hate to mow the grass.

She laughs. McCaleb smiles at the sight, looks toRaymond.

McCALEBIs he going to stay with you?

(CONTINUED)

45.

59 CONTINUED: 59

GRACIELLA(nods)

I’m the only one. His fatherisn’t around.

McCALEBYour sister was a good person. Ican tell that by Raymond.

GRACIELLAThank you... How’s it going,McCaleb? Any hope?

McCaleb looks her over, judging her strength. Then:

McCALEBI want you to start thinking aboutyour sister.

GRACIELLAWhat do you mean?

McCALEBMake a list for me of places shewould go, friends she would see,any routines she had.

GRACIELLAAll right. How come?

McCALEBJust an angle I’m working on. Didshe ever mention a James Cordellto you?

GRACIELLANo.

McCALEBYou’re sure?

GRACIELLAPositive. Why?

McCALEBIt’s too premature to get intoright now.

GRACIELLA(stops)

You think this James Cordellkilled her?

(CONTINUED)

46.


McCALEBNo.

GRACIELLAThen what?

McCALEBCordell was killed during anA.T.M. hold-up six weeks beforeGloria. It looks like the samegunman.

GRACIELLASo why would Gloria know him?They were both just in the wrongplace at the wrong time, right?

McCALEBIt’s a hunch, but thisinvestigation was run under thetheory that the locations werechosen and the victims wererandom. I think it might be theother way around.

GRACIELLAWhat?

McCALEBTo check it out I need to see ifyour sister and Cordell hadanything in common. Someintersection that hooks them toeach other or to the gunman.

GRACIELLAI’m not following you.

McCALEBIn the bureau we had what we calla full field investigation.That’s all I’m doing.

Ahead, Raymond turns and looks back:

RAYMONDCome on!

McCaleb waves. They start forward. After some silence.

GRACIELLAThere is one thing that’s alwaysbothered me.

(CONTINUED)

47.


McCALEBWhat’s that?

GRACIELLAIt’s nothing.

McCALEBWhat?

GRACIELLAGlory had a piece of jewelry. Itwas like her lucky charm. Shealways wore it. But when theygave me her personal things, itwas missing.

McCALEBWhat was it?

GRACIELLAA single earring. A danglingcrucifix.

McCaleb is gone. Lost in sudden, anxious thought.

GRACIELLAWhat does it mean?

Graciella takes McCaleb’s arm. McCaleb snaps back out.

McCALEBUh, certain killers takesouvenirs.

GRACIELLAGod, that’s creepy.

(a beat)Are you okay?

He focuses on her as he realizes the killer was at theATM machine.

McCALEBI just, I missed my medicine. Ishould get back to the boat andtake it.

GRACIELLAWe have to go, too. Raymond hashomework.

(to Raymond)Raymond! Come say thank you toMr. McCaleb!

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

48.


GRACIELLA (CONT’D)(to McCaleb)

You’re sure you’re okay.

McCALEBFine.

But nothing’s fine right now. And as the sun sets...

CUT TO:

60 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - TV SCREEN - NIGHT 60

Freeze Frame as Gloria Torres steps to the counter, headturned. McCaleb steps up to the screen, puts his fingeron it. Grainy, but you can see: the crucifix earring.

PLAY. Gloria is shot. Kang is shot. As the shooterlowers Gloria’s upper torso out of frame, McCaleb goes tojog mode. The shooter rises back into frame.

McCaleb jogs back and forth over the shooter’s hand as itslides in and out of his pocket. He’s taken the earring!

61 EXT. DOCK (SAN PEDRO) - NIGHT 61

McCaleb steps out to the deck of The Following Sea.

McCALEBHey, Buddy!

A few beats before a bleary Buddy staggers up on deck.

BUDDYWhat’s up, Terry?

McCALEBYou’re working tomorrow. Six AM.

BUDDY(shrugs)

Cool.

As Buddy turns, he kicks into part of the pile ofpersonal stuff heaped everywhere. As it starts to spillover the side and sink to the bottom:

BUDDYAww shit, Terry!

CUT TO:

49.


Driving through the desert toward Lancaster.

BUDDYWho wants to go to the desertanyhow?

McCALEBYou go where the clues lead.

BUDDYDon’t any clues lead to the beachfor crying out loud?!

CUT TO:

63 EXT. CORDELL HOUSE (LANCASTER) - DAY 63

Buddy waits in the car as McCaleb heads up the walk. Herings the bell. A few moments before MRS. CORDELLanswers. She looks sad.

McCALEBMrs. Cordell?

MRS. CORDELLYes.

McCALEBI’m Terry McCaleb. I called youlast night.

(no answer)Is this a bad time?

MRS. CORDELLAs opposed to a good time?

McCALEBPoor choice of words. Can wetalk?

MRS. CORDELL(pointing past)

Is that your partner in the car?

McCALEBUh, my driver.

MRS. CORDELLOh. I thought of hiring a privateinvestigator, but I just couldn’tafford to.

(CONTINUED)

50.

63 CONTINUED: 63

She looks at the two little bikes leaned against thewall.

MRS. CORDELLCouldn’t afford to find out whokilled my husband.

(looks up)Do you work for the police?

McCALEBI’m a retired F.B.I. agent. Afriend of the family of a womanwho was killed in Canoga Park. Wethink it was the same gunman inboth cases.

MRS. CORDELLI see.

McCALEBFirst of all, I’m sorry. I knowit doesn’t matter what a strangerthinks, but you have my sympathy.From what I read in the file,James was a good man.

MRS. CORDELL(smiles)

It’s funny to hear him calledJames. Everyone called him Jimmy.And he was a very good man. Howcan I help, Mr. McCaleb?

McCaleb takes out a photo and hands it to her. It’s theshot of Gloria Torres and Raymond that Graciella gavehim.

McCALEBDo you recognize this woman?

Mrs. Cordell studies it.

McCALEBDoes she look like someone yourhusband could’ve known?

MRS. CORDELLNo, I don’t think so. Was she thevictim in Canoga Park?

McCALEBYes.

(CONTINUED)

51.


MRS. CORDELLIs that her son?

McCALEBYes. That’s Raymond.

MRS. CORDELLI don’t understand. How could myhusband have known her? Are yousuggesting they may have --

McCALEBNo, Mrs. Cordell, nothing likethat.

MRS. CORDELLThen like what?

McCALEBSomewhere your husband and MissTorres may have crossed theshooter’s path. The relationshipis between the victims and theshooter. I need to know if yourhusband and Miss Torres hadanything in common. It may seemlike nothing. They both ate atthe same restaurant for example.

MRS. CORDELL(figuring along)

A restaurant the killer went to.

McCALEBYes, that’s right.

MRS. CORDELLThat sounds like stalking, notrobbery.

McCALEBTo be honest, robbery may not havebeen the motive here.

She hands him back the photo.

McCALEBWas anything missing when theyturned over your husband’spersonal effects? His wristwatch?Wedding ring?

MRS. CORDELLNo.

(CONTINUED)

52.


McCALEBWould he have been in Canoga Park,the West Valley in the weeksbefore the shooting?

MRS. CORDELLNo. As a matter of fact he’d justspent a month up in NorthernCalifornia working on the aqueductup there. He went into LosAngeles maybe twice a year. Whenmy husband wasn’t working, Mr.McCaleb, he was home. With me.About the most exotic thing he didwas give blood every few months orso.

McCaleb nods, sorry for what he’s already put herthrough. A silent beat.

He looks over toward the garage. There’s a ChevySuburban, boxes piled behind it like no one ever drivesit.

McCALEBWas that your husband’s car?

MRS. CORDELLYes.

McCALEBDid he keep anything personalinside it?

MRS. CORDELLA picture of the kids on thedashboard.

McCALEBAnd that’s still there?

MRS. CORDELLI don’t know. I would think, butsomeone from the sheriff’sdepartment drove it home. Ihaven’t been in it since.

64 INT. CORDELL GARAGE - DAY 64

Mrs. Cordell opens the door to the Suburban. McCaleblooks over her shoulder. There on the dash, a photo oftwo little girls.

(CONTINUED)

53.

64 CONTINUED: 64

MRS. CORDELLThere it is.

McCaleb can’t quite hide his disappointment. Still...

McCALEBDid he have a favorite knick-knack, a coffee mug, anything?

MRS. CORDELLNo. I’m sorry.

McCALEBThat’s fine, Mrs. Cordell. Whatwould help is in the next few daysif you could write down anyroutines your husband had or --

MRS. CORDELLWait a minute. His sunglasses.

McCALEBExcuse me?

MRS. CORDELLThey always hung from the rearviewmirror. He kept them on a cord.They’re missing.

McCALEBWhat kind of sunglasses were they?

MRS. CORDELLWayfarers. He had them for years.

As an image flashes in McCaleb’s mind:

CUT TO:

65 FLASHBACK - GUY AT ATM 65

Wayfarer sunglasses and a dangling crucifix earring.

MANYou done?

CUT BACK TO:

66 CORDELL GARAGE 66

Mrs. Cordell looks at McCaleb. He focuses on her as herealizes the killer was behind him at the ATM machine.

(CONTINUED)

54.

66 CONTINUED: 66

MRS. CORDELLI said, what do you think itmeans?

McCaleb gets a hold of himself.

McCALEBProbably nothing. Thanks for allyour help, Mrs. Cordell. I’llcall you as soon as I learnsomething.

McCaleb starts away...

CUT TO:


Driving away. McCaleb takes a handful of pills, washesthem down with a swig of bottled water.

BUDDYEasy, Mac. What’s the matter?

McCALEBI saw him, Buddy. I saw thekiller. He was behind me at thebank. At the A.T.M. machine.

BUDDYThat’s crazy. That’s the lastplace he’d be.

McCALEBNo, it fits into the profile.

BUDDYWhat profile?

Recovering, McCaleb clams up.

McCALEBLet’s go. L.A. County Sheriff’s.In Whittier.

BUDDYBut I still don’t get it. Whywould --

(off McCaleb’s look)Never mind, I’m just the driver.

McCALEBNow you got it.

(CONTINUED)

55.

67 CONTINUED: 67

BUDDYIf this lasts much longer, I wanta raise.

CUT TO:

68 INT. SHERIFF’S OFFICE (WHITTIER) - FROM DESK - DAY 68

A DEPUTY looks across at McCaleb.

DEPUTYDetective Winston’s out in thefield. Can I take a message?

McCALEBJust tell her McCaleb was here.

As McCaleb turns to go...

DEPUTYHey! She wanted to talk to you,Mr. McCaleb.

As McCaleb turns back...

CUT TO:

69 INT. SHERIFF’S OFFICE (WHITTIER) - DISPATCH - DAY 69

The dispatcher hands McCaleb the radio mic.

McCALEBThis is McCaleb, Jaye.

Jaye’s response is GARBLED until...

JAYE (V.O.)(over speaker)

... and I’m en route. You shouldget yourself down here.

McCALEBI didn’t copy the first part ofthat.

JAYE (V.O.)I said, we got Bolotov.

CUT TO:

56.

70 EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD ALLEY (SHERMAN OAKS) - DAY 70

A dirt way bisecting fenced in back yards. Police lineshave been set up.

Jaye greets McCaleb as he walks up with Buddy in tow. Asshe waves McCaleb through, he looks back at Buddy.

BUDDYI know, I know. Wait here.

71 McCALEB AND JAYE 71

Walk down the alley.

JAYETrash collectors found him an hourago. We’re guessing he’s beenhere since early this morning.

Ahead: Arrango and Walters. McCaleb spots them.

McCALEBWhat are they doing here?

JAYEBelieve it or not, this alley isthe line.

McCALEBWhat line?

JAYESouth side is L.A.P.D. North sideis the sheriff’s department.We’re not sure of the jurisdictionyet.

Arrango turns to McCaleb.

ARRANGOLooks like you shook him out ofhis tree, old man. Dumb bastardkilled himself.

He points to the ground between two trash bins. Bolotovsits there slumped, the side of his head blown open.

Walters holds up an evidence bag: a 9mm pistol inside.

WALTERSHeckler & Koch 9 millimeter. Sameas both murders. Ballisticsshould confirm it.

(CONTINUED)

57.

71 CONTINUED: 71

McCALEBWait a minute. What are yousaying?

ARRANGOCase closed. Sounds good, don’tit?

McCALEBNo. Bolotov doesn’t fit theprofile.

JAYEThe profile of what?

McCALEBA serial killer.

JAYEWhoa, whoa, whoa!

McCALEBThese people were stalked andkilled where the shooter knewthere’d be a camera. Personalitems, trophy items were taken.

ARRANGOWhat the fuck are you talkingabout?

McCALEBI was at the A.T.M. crime sceneyesterday. I didn’t realize it atthe time, but the shooter was inline behind me. He was wearingJames Cordell’s sunglasses andGloria Torres’ earring.

Walters and Arrango exchange a look. Arrango reachesinto his pocket for two more evidence bags. One holdssunglasses, the other a crucifix earring.

ARRANGOFound the stuff in his left hand.I don’t care what we call him; wegot him.

McCALEBThis guy had long hair.

JAYECould it have been a wig?

(CONTINUED)

58.


McCALEB(rattled)

I don’t know... Maybe.

Jaye looks him over, concerned.

JAYEMaybe you should sit down, Terry.

ARRANGOMaybe pops should lay down.

JAYEShut up, Arrango.

There’s a commotion with FORENSICS over the body.

FORENSICS #1Give me the tweezers. There’ssomething between his teeth.

The detectives turn as the tweezers fish out:

FORENSICS #1It’s a bullet.

Indeed, a partially flattened slug.

FORENSICS #2That looks like a .38 to me.

As Forensics One nods in agreement...

JAYEWhy would he put a .38 slug in hismouth?

McCALEBSame reason he died on thejurisdiction line. He didn’t doit. Someone’s jerking us off.

ARRANGOWell he did it in my book!

McCaleb looks over.

McCALEBYou know what you are? You’reworried.

ARRANGO(starting forward)

That so? What am I worried about?

(CONTINUED)

59.


McCALEBYou’re worried I’m going to breakthe case. You don’t care aboutthe people killed or hurt. Youjust don’t want me doing what youcan’t.

Arrango steps forward, gets in his face.

ARRANGOWhat the fuck is it to you?

On the you, Arrango pokes McCaleb in the chest. McCalebgrabs Arrango’s hand, bends the thumb to a pressurepoint.

McCALEBYou know Gloria Torres? Thevictim you don’t give a shitabout? I got her heart. I’malive because she’s dead.

As Arrango hunches in pain, McCaleb speaks into his ear.

McCALEBThat cuts me into this in a bigway. So I don’t care about yourfeelings. You’re an asshole andthat’s fine, but I’m not backingout till we get this guy.

McCaleb lets go of Arrango, stiff-arms him back.

McCALEB(intense)

I don’t care if it’s you, me orsomebody else, but I’m in this onefor the whole ride.

As McCaleb starts away...

ARRANGOStay out of my city, McCaleb! Icome across you in the field andthat’s going to be trouble!

CUT TO:

72 EXT. CABRILLO MARINA (SAN PEDRO) - DOCKS - DAY 72

Buddy walks with McCaleb. Buddy looks at his friend,sees he doesn’t look too good. As they reach the Double-Down, McCaleb pauses and fishes in his pocket. He comesout with about forty bucks.

(CONTINUED)

60.

72 CONTINUED: 72

McCALEBShit... What do you figure I oweyou, Buddy?

BUDDYUm, about two hundred or so.

McCALEBSounds right.

BUDDYYou look like shit, Terry. Youshould take a nap or something.

McCaleb nods, but isn’t really listening.

McCALEBYou take a check?

BUDDY(shrugs)

Sure.

McCALEBI’ll bring it over.

McCaleb starts toward his boat, then looks back over hisshoulder.

McCALEBShould I make it out to Buddy?

BUDDYJasper. Jasper Noone.

McCALEBI knew the Noone part.

BUDDYI look more like a Buddy than aJasper, huh?

(calling after)Take a nap!

CUT TO:

73 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - SALON - DAY 73

McCaleb finishes writing out the check. He tearsit out, pins it to the corkboard over his desk.

(CONTINUED)

61.

73 CONTINUED: 73

A sign as McCaleb turns and looks at the evidence piledin two cardboard boxes. The task before him has growndaunting. As he wipes the sweat from his brow...

A dip as someone outside steps down to the deck. McCalebturns to the slider. Graciella is there with Raymond.She motions for Raymond to wait outside, then she enters.

McCALEBGraciella.

GRACIELLAIs it true?

McCALEBWhat?

GRACIELLAOn the radio. They said theyfound a Russian man who may be thekiller.

McCALEBI don’t know. I don’t think so,but I don’t know.

She just stands there looking at him. Not knowing hurts.

GRACIELLABut they said...

McCALEBMight be just a couple of copslooking for headlines.

He looks at her, realizes.

McCALEBI’m sorry, Graciella. I justdon’t know.

Graciella finally just nods. She holds up a piece ofpaper.

GRACIELLAI did what you asked. I made alist of all of Glory’s routines.

McCALEBGood. Thank you.

Graciella tries not to cry as she recites.

(CONTINUED)

62.


GRACIELLAShe stopped at that market a lot.almost every night. She tookRaymond to McDonald’s a lot. Theone on Ventura in Reseda. Sheused to go bowling, but not for awhile. She visited our aunt everyThursday. She’s in a nursing homein Culver City. She gave bloodevery couple of months and shedropped Raymond off at schoolevery --

McCALEBWait a minute. Did you say blood?

GRACIELLAYeah. She had that rare type.Same as you.

McCALEBA.B. with the C.M.V. negative.

GRACIELLAThe hospital would have paid her,but she wouldn’t take it.

McCALEBThat’s it... They both gave blood.It’s the blood.

GRACIELLAWhat are you talking about?

McCALEBCordell and your sister. I talkedto the widow. She said he gaveblood every few months.

He rifles through the Cordell files. He reads, then:

McCALEBShit. This is just a preliminaryreport. No toxicology and noblood. I’ve got to call his wife.

GRACIELLATerry, slow down. What are youtalking about?

McCALEBThe link. It’s blood. Blood hasto be the link.

(CONTINUED)

63.


GRACIELLABlood?

CUT TO:

74 EXT. DOCK - PAY PHONE - DAY 74

Graciella waits as McCaleb waits for someone to answerhis call. Finally, he hangs up.

McCALEBMrs. Cordell isn’t home.

GRACIELLAIs there another way to find out?

McCALEBIf he gave blood regularly, he’dbe on the computer.

GRACIELLAWhat computer?

McCALEBThe BOPRA computer. When someoneneeds rare blood. They have oneat Cedars.

GRACIELLA(intense)

I’m coming with you.

McCALEBWhat about Raymond?

They look across to where Raymond talks to Buddy who sitson a lawn chair on the deck of the Double Down.

CUT TO:

75 BUDDY 75

Squinting over at McCaleb.

BUDDYWhat do you mean baby-sitting?

McCALEBHow much do you charge?

Buddy looks over at Raymond and sighs.

(CONTINUED)

64.

75 CONTINUED: 75

BUDDYBeer. A case of beer an hour.

CUT TO:

76 INT. CEDARS-SINAI - CARDIOLOGY UNIT - HALLWAY - DAY 76

McCaleb and Graciella walk down.

McCaleb looks in the door at the same little boy asbefore. He looks a little more frail. They continuearound past the nurse’s station.

Dr. Fox is there grabbing a patient file.

DR. FOXTerry?

McCALEBHey, Doc.

DR. FOXWhat’s wrong? Are you --

McCALEBI’m fine. Is there an empty roomwe can use for a few minutes? Ineed to talk to you.

She notices Graciella for the first time, looks atMcCaleb, then shakes her head in annoyance.

77 INT. ROOM 618 - DAY 77

They file in. Dr. Fox closes the door.

DR. FOXYou have five minutes? Who isthis?

McCALEBThis is Graciella Rivers. I toldyou about her.

DR. FOXYou’re the one who started him onthis. Look at him. His color,the lines under his eyes. A weekago he was fine! He was perfect,godamnit!

(CONTINUED)

65.

77 CONTINUED: 77

McCALEBIt was my choice. Everything. Mychoice.

DR. FOX(wheeling on him)

Shut up!

McCaleb blinks in surprise.

DR. FOXSit down.

McCaleb does as he’s told.

DR. FOXOpen your mouth.

She sticks a thermometer in his mouth.

DR. FOXTake your shirt off.

He does as he’s told. Graciella’s eyes widen at thescar.

Dr. Fox sticks a cold stethoscope on his back.

DR. FOX(to Graciella)

What do you two want?

McCALEBWe need to --

DR. FOXKeep that thermometer in yourmouth.

GRACIELLAMy sister was murdered. So wasanother man. It was the samekiller. McCaleb found a linkbetween my sister and the otherman. They both gave blood.

DR. FOXWhat?

GRACIELLAMy sister was the same type asMcCaleb. AB with CMW negative.McCaleb says it’s 1 in 200.

(CONTINUED)

66.


Dr. Fox takes out the thermometer, reads it.

DR. FOXShit.

(then, to McCaleb)What do you want?

McCALEBCheck the BOPRA computer. JamesCordell. If he’s listed, I wantto know what his blood type is.

DR. FOXThat’s unethical.

McCALEBYou have to help. If my hunch isright, the killer has accessalready.

DR. FOXI don’t know...

McCALEBIf you can’t protect the integrityof the system you work in, thenyou have no system.

DR. FOXOkay. I’ll do it on onecondition. You let me run bloodwork on you.

McCALEBBut that takes hours.

DR. FOXYes or no?

McCALEBYes.

CUT TO:

78 MONITOR SCREEN 78

A grainy silver and black image of McCaleb’s heart. Thesnaking line of a scope moves toward it.

67.

79 INT. CEDARS-SINAI HOSPITAL - EXAMINATION ROOM - DAY 79

On a gurney, head in a brace, McCaleb closes his eyes asthe line enters his heart.

Dr. Marcus guides the line through an incision inMcCaleb’s neck. McCaleb looks over at Graciella whotries to hide her distress at the sight.

GRACIELLAI want you to stop, McCaleb.

McCALEBStop what?

GRACIELLAEverything. I was wrong to bringthis to you.

McCALEBNo.

McCaleb winces as the doctor finishes. Removing thescope, he tapes a compress to McCaleb’s neck. The doctorunstraps the brace, steps away.

McCaleb looks at Graciella.

McCALEBI got a new heart. But it didn’tfeel like a new life.

GRACIELLA(steps forward)

I don’t know what you mean.

McCaleb waits a beat for the doctor to leave.

McCALEBI’ve been doing this work a longtime. And it took something fromme. But knowing you, working onthis for you, and myself, I canfeel a little of it coming back.

McCaleb smiles, a bit embarrassed. It’s the best he canexplain. Graciella reaches down, strokes his cheek withthe back of her hand.

The door opens and Dr. Fox enters carrying a computerprintout. She holds it up.

DR. FOXIt’s the list of local AB CMWnegatives. Cordell’s on it. Sameblood type as Torres.

(CONTINUED)

68.

79 CONTINUED: 79

Two names on the list have been highlighted by Dr. Fox:Gloria Torres & James Cordell. They both have a "D" nextto their names. Most names on the list do not.

McCALEBWhat’s the ’D’ mean? Deceased?

DR. FOXNo. The ’D’ means donor. Organdonor. They were both organdonors.

The words hang heavy in the air.

McCALEBThat’s why they were killed.Cordell died on the scene, butGloria made it long enough.

Dr. Fox follows his reasoning. She’s stunned.

DR. FOXThat’s crazy.

GRACIELLAWhat are you saying?

McCALEBI made a judgement. I decidedyour sister didn’t have anythinganyone would want so the reasonhad to be elsewhere. I missed it.

GRACIELLAMissed what, McCaleb?

Before McCaleb can answer, Dr. Fox does.

DR. FOXHer blood. It made her unique.It made what was inside her veryvaluable... to someone.

McCALEBSomeone like me. Anyone whobenefitted could be a suspect.

GRACIELLAYou’re saying she was murdered forher organs?

The final piece falls into place for McCaleb.

(CONTINUED)

69.


McCALEB(as it hits him)

The autopsy reports. Both bulletswent through the frontal lobe.The shooter wanted thembrain-dead, but didn’t want themto die right away. Cordell wasalive, but 9-1-1 screwed up theaddress. But your sister had thegood samaritan.

GRACIELLAWho?

McCALEBA customer who came in andbandaged her, then called 9-1-1.

It hits him like a ton of bricks. He bolts to his feet.

McCALEBI need to use the phone.

DR. FOXTerry, lay back down! You can’tget up until --

McCALEBJust get me a list of where theorgans went.

With that, he’s out the door.

CUT TO:

80 EXT. SHERMAN MARKET - DAY 80

An unmarked pulls up and Jaye Winston gets out. She’smet by Graciella who shrugs and directs her inside.

81 INT. SHERMAN MARKET - STOCK ROOM - DAY 81

Mrs. Kang watches, confused as McCaleb stands by thevideo surveillance camera recorder, a phone in his hand.

McCALEB(into phone)

This is Arrango, West ValleyHomicide. Badge numberone-four-one-one. I need aten-twenty for a surveillancecommencement.

(CONTINUED)

70.

81 CONTINUED: 81

A beat. McCaleb stares at the time readout on thesurveillance camera. It’s 5:14:42 p.m. as:

TELEPHONE VOICE (V.O.)That’s seventeen-fourteen-thirty-nine.

McCALEBGotcha. Thanks.

McCaleb hangs up just as Jaye and Graciella come aroundthe corner.

JAYEI’m out of my jurisdiction,McCaleb. What’s up?

McCALEBThis surveillance camera is 3seconds behind the CCW clock.

(to Graciella)That’s the clock 9-1-1 uses.

JAYESo?

McCALEBDid you bring the tapes?

JAYEIn the car.

CUT TO:

82 EXT. SHERMAN MARKET - IN JAYE’S CAR - DAY 82

Jaye pops a CASSETTE TAPE into the car tape deck.McCaleb sits in front beside her. Graciella is in theback seat. Over the CAR SPEAKERS:

OPERATOR (V.O.)This is the 9-1-1 operator.

CALLER (V.O.)(Hispanic; scared)

The girl is shot very bad. Sheneeds help please.

OPERATOR (V.O.)Who was shot, sir?

(CONTINUED)

71.

82 CONTINUED: 82

CALLER (V.O.)The girl is shot. Sherman Market.Sherman Way.

As the LINE CLICKS OFF...

OPERATOR (V.O.)Sir? Please stay on the line.Sir?

Graciella hangs her head.

McCaleb ejects the tape. He reviews the 9-1-1 report,circles the time the call came in: 10:40:58 p.m. Hewrites it down on a pad of paper...

McCALEB10:40:58. 9-1-1 call.

(to Jaye)Give me the camera.

She hands him a handheld video camera with the flip-openLCD screens. The tape is from the market camera.

It’s the Gloria Torres murder for the umpteenth time.The gun goes to her head. McCaleb freezes it just asshe’s shot. His finger stabs down on the security cameratime readout: 10:41:37. He writes down under the firsttime...

McCALEB10:41:37 -- Gloria Torres shot.

McCaleb fast-forwards and freezes where the goodsamaritan enters.

McCALEB10:42:55 p.m. Good samaritan.

McCaleb pounds his fist into his palm. Once, twice,three times.

As Jaye realizes...

JAYEThat sonofabitch.

GRACIELLAWhat...? What?

McCaleb points at the good samaritan.

(CONTINUED)

72.


McCALEBSee this guy? Unidentified goodSamaritan. He tried to help thevictim and then took off. There’sjust one problem.

GRACIELLAWhat?

JAYEThe clock on the surveillancecamera is only three seconds offthe 9-1-1 clock. He made the callbefore your sister got shot.

GRACIELLABut that doesn’t make any sense.

McCaleb doesn’t answer. Neither does Jaye. Finally...

GRACIELLAWait a minute. The caller -- it’sthe same guy.

(gasping)He called the ambulance before heshot her.

McCaleb stares at the frozen good Samaritan.

McCALEBCordell died and his organs wereno good. The next time theshooter wanted to make sure. Sohe got the ambulance started onthe way. Then he shot Gloria,then he came back inside tobandage her. To keep her alive.

GRACIELLAOh, my God...

JAYECould this good Samaritan be theguy you saw at the bank? At theA.T.M. machine?

The image, as it always has been, is very grainy and wenever get a great look.

McCALEBI don’t know. Put a wig on himand maybe.

(CONTINUED)

73.


JAYE(re: Good Sam)

A little dark makeup and thisguy’s Hispanic.

McCALEB(suddenly)

You got the other tape. TheA.T.M. tape?

JAYENo. You only asked for this one.

McCALEBMaybe the shooter did the samething at the A.T.M. He calls anambulance, but they get theaddress wrong. Could this guy beLockeridge?

Jaye studies the screen.

JAYEI don’t know. Maybe.

McCALEBWhoever got the list of organdonors had to hack into the BOPRAsystem. Lockeridge works withcomputers.

JAYEHe lives in my jurisdiction.

McCaleb looks back at Graciella.

GRACIELLAI want to come with you.

McCALEBGo back to Raymond. He’s yourjob; this is mine.

She looks at him a beat, then finally nods.

McCALEBYou take the car. I’ll go withJaye.

CUT TO:

74.

83 INT. VALLEY COMPUTING - RECEPTION DESK - DAY 83

The Office Manager (seen earlier) steps over to whereJaye and McCaleb wait.

OFFICE MANAGERI’m sorry, but Mr. Lockeridgedidn’t come into work today.

McCALEBIs he ill?

OFFICE MANAGER(shrugs)

To be honest, he hasn’t called andhe didn’t come in yesterday,either.

Jaye and McCaleb exchange a look.

CUT TO:

84 EXT. LOCKERIDGE’S HOUSE - DAY 84

Jaye and McCaleb walk up the front steps. Jaye hits theBUZZER. As they wait, McCaleb leans over the porch rail,looking in the living room window.

85 HIS POV 85

A pair of bare feet and legs disappearing behind a sofa.

86 PORCH 86

McCaleb draws his .38, motions Jaye over. As she looks.

McCALEBThat looks like probable cause tome.

Jaye draws her gun as well. As she pulls back the frontscreen door...

McCALEBLet’s see if I remember how thisgoes...

McCaleb rears back, kicks the front door in. Heremembers.

75.

87 INT. LOCKERIDGE HOUSE - DAY 87

MOVE WITH McCaleb as he sweeps left and Jaye disappearsright. The house is small enough and in a few momentsMcCaleb meets Jaye back by the body.

We don’t get a clear view, but it’s a woman. Jaye kneelsbeside her a moment, then looks up at McCaleb, who’strying to catch his breath.

JAYEHer throat’s been slit... andshe’s been here a good 24 hours.

CUT TO:

88 EXT. LOCKERIDGE HOUSE - SUNSET 88

Police lines have been set up. The coroner is here alongwith several uniforms and a couple of detectives. Theyconfer with Jaye, who then heads over to where...

McCaleb sits on the curb, his head in his hands. Helooks up as Jaye touches his shoulder. McCaleb looksragged.

JAYEWe got an A.P.B. out onLockeridge. You did good,McCaleb.

McCALEBWe’ll see. I got to get home andtake my pills.

CUT TO:

89 EXT. SAN PEDRO MARINA - NIGHT 89

Beat, McCaleb makes his way. A HARMONICA RIFF drifts offthe Double-Down. Buddy raises the usual beer as McCalebpasses.

BUDDY(re: Following Sea)

You still got company.

McCALEBThanks. How much beer do I oweyou?

(CONTINUED)

76.

89 CONTINUED: 89

BUDDYSeven cases. But he’s a good kidand a helluva fisherman. I’lltake two.

McCALEBYou got it. And I’ll bring yourcheck by in the morning.

As McCaleb continues...

BUDDYThat’s what they all say. Goodnight, Terry.

90 INT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - SALON - NIGHT 90

Raymond is at McCaleb’s desk, doing his math homework.Graciella fillets fish at the sink. They look up asMcCaleb steps through the slider.

RAYMONDHey, Mr. McCaleb.

McCALEBHey, Raymond. Call me Terry.

RAYMONDMe and Buddy caught six fish.

McCALEBThat’s great. A harbor record Ithink.

GRACIELLAFinish your homework, Ray.

Rolling his eyes, Raymond turns back to his numbers.

Graciella waits till McCaleb is close enough, lowers hervoice.

GRACIELLASo...?

McCALEBI’m not sure yet, but it lookspromising.

GRACIELLAWhen will you know?

McCaleb shrugs his shoulders.

(CONTINUED)

77.

90 CONTINUED: 90

McCALEBSoon, I hope.

McCaleb retrieves his pills from a cabinet, grabs someorange juice from the fridge. Graciella watches withsomething close to pity as he washes them down.

McCALEBWhat?

GRACIELLAThank you. For what you’re doing.

McCaleb looks down at the fillets.

McCALEBI’m impressed.

GRACIELLAMy father took Glory and mefishing when we were kids.

She smiles at the memory, catches herself.

GRACIELLAI’m glad I can smile about her. Icouldn’t at first.

They look at each other a beat.

RAYMONDHey, Mr. -- I mean, Terry.

As McCaleb looks over, Raymond points at the laminatednewspaper lineup of "Code Killer Victims." Specificallyat the "903 472 568."

RAYMONDWhat’s this?

McCALEBThat’s just, ah -- like a code.You have to try and break thecode. Um, I never could.

RAYMONDThere’s no one.

McCALEBWhat?

RAYMOND9-0-3-4-7-2-5-6-8. It’s all thenumbers, but no one.

(CONTINUED)

78.


McCaleb steps over. He’s intrigued even if...

McCALEBI never thought of that before.You’re right.

Graciella joins them.

GRACIELLAIt’s getting late.

McCALEBYeah.

GRACIELLARaymond was wondering if we couldsleep here.

Surprised, McCaleb looks at her.

McCALEBSure. I got plenty of berths.

CUT TO:

91 RAYMOND 91

asleep in a bunk. Graciella steps over, pulls theblanket up under his chin. She heads off, barefoot,wearing a man’s shirt.

92 INT. CABIN - NIGHT 92

McCaleb lies on his back, bare-chested. He watchesGraciella as she returns, climbs back into bed. As shesnuggles to his side, we know we missed something.

McCaleb reaches down, gently touches her face.

McCALEBEverything okay?

GRACIELLAYes.

A long beat until a short, involuntary laugh escapesMcCaleb’s lips.

GRACIELLAWhat’s so funny?

(CONTINUED)

79.

92 CONTINUED: 92

McCALEBNothing. I’m just happy, I guess.

GRACIELLAGood.

She rests her head against his chest. As she listens toher sister’s heart beat...

DISSOLVE TO:

93 EXT. SAN PEDRO MARINA - NIGHT 93

A fog has rolled in, shrouding the boats in a ghostlyveil. As a gray shadow moves down the dock...

94 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - DECK - NIGHT 94

As a sneaker-clad foot steps stealthily down.

95 INT. CABIN - NIGHT 95

McCaleb, asleep beside Graciella, shifts, wakes as theboat tells him someone is walking on the deck above. Aninstant and then McCaleb rolls out and down to his feet.

As Graciella wakes, whispers...

GRACIELLAWhat’s wrong?

McCALEB(whispers back)

Someone’s up on deck.

GRACIELLARaymond?

McCALEBToo heavy.

Graciella reaches out, grips McCaleb’s arm.

McCALEBIt’ll be okay. Go to him.

As she rolls out of bed, McCaleb starts away.

96 RAYMOND 96

Still asleep in his berth. McCaleb’s shadow passes by.

80.

97 SALON 97

McCaleb retrieves his .38, starts for the forward hatch.As he clears, we see a shadow outside the salon door.

98 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - FORWARD HATCH - NIGHT 98

opens and McCaleb slips out.

99 DECK 99

As the shadow reaches for the door handle, McCaleb dropsdown from above.

The shadow is flattened.

McCaleb hauls whoever it is to his feet, slams him facefirst against the bulkhead. At the same time...

A SECOND FIGURE appears at the rail.

FIGURE #2Freeze!

McCaleb flings figure #1 into Figure #2. There are twonearly simultaneous SPLASHES as both go over the side.

McCaleb grabs a spotlight, shines it on the water.

100 SPOT-LIT WATER 100

Spitting almost as much water as they’re treading --Arrango and Walters. Arrango looks up at McCaleb,furious, blood trickling down his forehead.

ARRANGOWhen this is over, it’s you andme, old man! When this is over!

McCaleb considers him a beat, then...

McCALEBWhen what is over?

CUT TO:

101 EXT. ALLEY (SILVERLAKE) - DAWN 101

Running behind several small businesses at the edge of aneighborhood. Police lines have been set up. It’ssomething big because a horde of media have arrived andtwo news choppers circle overhead.

(CONTINUED)

81.

101 CONTINUED: 101

McCaleb arrives with a still-damp Walters and Arrango.As they hustle him along, he’s spotted by a REPORTER

REPORTERMcCaleb! Did you think this wasover?!

As McCaleb wonders what he means...

102 CHAIN LINK FENCE 102

McCaleb nears; he can see that a corpse lies before it.He realizes something.

McCALEBFuck...

WALTERSWhat?

McCALEB(to himself)

This is where I had my heartattack.

McCaleb stops short as a police photographer flashes thefence. A crude banner has been hung. It’s covered witha series of bloody hand-painted numbers.

"903 472 568"

Under that, the words:

"Dear McCaleb, Happy Valentine’s Day."

McCaleb can’t believe it. As the three of them stepup...

ARRANGOYour Code Killer’s back inbusiness.

WALTERS(re: body)

It’s James Lockeridge. The guywho found Cordell at the A.T.M.machine.

ARRANGOWay to make a comeback, McCaleb.

McCaleb doesn’t answer. His head swims. Suddenly, hewheels to where the crowd watches. A few dozen faces.

(CONTINUED)

82.

102 CONTINUED: 102

Then he starts forward, his eyes peeled on their shoes.There! Second row back! Converse high-tops! But theydon’t run and they’re not covered with blood.

And as McCaleb grabs a state college student by thethroat and hauls him out of the crowd...

103 REPORTER 103

Beyond, four cops restrain McCaleb.

REPORTER... Former F.B.I. agent TerrelMcCaleb at a murder scene inSilverlake. The victim may wellbe the eighth of the legendaryCode Killer. If so, it would bethe first in over two years.Agent McCaleb was at the center ofthat investigation when it grippedthe Southland...

104 McCALEB 104

wheels off to the side over by a trash pile. A bigcommotion stirred up. Without warning, McCaleb draws his.38.

105 ARRANGO AND WALTERS 105

Reacting, as...

106 McCALEB 106

FIRES. Into a bundle of newspapers. He pulls out apocketknife, begins to dig the slug out of the wadding.

As Arrango and Walters near, he’s handing them the slug.

McCALEBBallistics. It’ll match the slugfound in Bolotov’s mouth. It’sthe Code Killer for all of it.Graciella Rivers, James Cordell,Bolotov, all of it...

ARRANGOTalk fucking English, man.

(CONTINUED)

83.

106 CONTINUED: 106

McCALEBI shot him. Two years ago. Andnow I’m back and so is he.

CUT TO:

107 INT. LAPD WEST VALLEY DIVISION - INTERVIEW ROOM - DAY 107

McCaleb, patience strapped, faces off across fromArrango, Walters, a POLICE CAPTAIN and two otherdetectives.

McCALEBLook, every second you talk to me,is one you could use to canvas theneighborhood, looking for thissonuvabitch.

ARRANGODon’t worry, pops, we got plentyof guys on that.

McCALEBYou’re right. We got a muchbetter chance breaking this withyou in here off the street.

ARRANGOFuck you, bureau man.

CAPTAINEnough on that, Detective!

ARRANGO(glaring at McCaleb)

Yes, sir.

CAPTAINMcCaleb, this Code Killer likes toimpress you. Any idea why?

McCALEBI had a media profile. So did he.I think he liked the match up. Meversus him. On the news everynight.

CAPTAINI thought once these guys started,they didn’t stop. But yourCodie’s been down for two years.What do you make of it?

(CONTINUED)

84.

107 CONTINUED: 107

McCALEBTo be honest, Captain, I shot him.I always figured he crawled offsomewhere and died.

CAPTAINWhat do the numbers mean?

McCALEBDon’t know. We ran it throughcomputers up at Cal. We talked tocode-breakers at the N.S.A. Itdoesn’t mean anything to anyonebut him. Except...

CAPTAINExcept what?

McCALEBThere’s no digit one. No one.Whatever that means.

As McCaleb starts to drift in thought...

CAPTAINCop to cop. What’s going on here?

McCALEBCordell. Gloria Torres. He didthem for me.

CAPTAINKeep talking till I understand.

McCALEBHe missed the action. Me and him.To get it back, I needed a newheart. So... Happy Valentine’sDay.

CAPTAINHoly shit...

McCALEBAnd now the love letters are goingto start hot and heavy.

CUT TO:

108 EXT. DOCK (SAN PEDRO) - DAY 108

A detective’s unmarked pulls up. Walters and Arrango areup front. McCaleb gets out of the back. As he startsaway, Arrango talks after him.

(CONTINUED)

85.

108 CONTINUED: 108

ARRANGOKnow what, pops? You gotGraciella Rivers’ heart. Thatmakes you suspect number one in mybook.

McCaleb doesn’t respond, just keeps walking. Arrango andWalters pull away.

CUT TO:


McCaleb enters.

McCALEBGraciella? Raymond?

They’re gone. McCaleb heads to the galley, chucks down adozen pills, swigs them down with a gulp of orange juice.

From somewhere, BLUES HARMONICA.

110 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - SALON DOOR - DAY 110

McCaleb leans out. The MUSIC’s coming from the DoubleDown. He’ll talk to Buddy. But as he starts, heremembers something.

111 CORK BOARD 111

McCaleb pulls Buddy’s check off the board. He can’t helpbut see the Code Killer’s Code at the same time.

CUT TO:

112 EXT. DOUBLE DOWN - day 112

The MUSIC’s coming from inside. McCaleb approaches.

McCALEBHey, Buddy!

BUDDYI’m in here, Terry.

86.

113 INT. DOUBLE DOWN - DAY 113

As messy inside as it is out. Buddy lays out on acushion playing his harmonica. He grins as McCaleb stepsinside.

BUDDYWelcome to Davey Jones’s locker.

As McCaleb glances about...

McCALEBDid you see Graciella and Raymondthis morning?

BUDDYGot tired of waiting for you.They left an hour ago. You’re allover the news, brother.

McCaleb picks up a cheap, beaded necklace from a tray oftrinkets. Looks it over.

McCALEBHow long have we been neighbors,Buddy?

BUDDYI moved into the marina a weekafter you did, remember?

McCALEBYeah. Take off your shirt, Buddy.

BUDDYWhat?

McCaleb raises his .38, cocks back the hammer.

McCALEBDo it.

A little smile from Buddy. Then he pulls off his T-shirt.

McCALEBLet me see it.

Buddy half-turns. On his left shoulder: the scar from abullet wound.

BUDDY(laughing)

I’m the Following Sea, man. Theone you need to watch out for.When did you figure it out?

(CONTINUED)

87.

113 CONTINUED: 113

McCALEBJust now. No one...

McCaleb holds out Buddy’s check. Jasper Noone. A slashthrough the Noone:

"No/one"

Buddy the serial killer smiles, proud of McCaleb.

BUDDYI could have killed you if Iwanted to, Terry. I was behindyou at the A.T.M. I followed youto Sherman Market. Just like Ifollowed Gloria Torres.

McCALEBYou sick sonuvabitch.

BUDDYI studied her, chose her. She wasmy Valentine to you. I gave youlife.

McCaleb sets the necklace down with the trinkets. Godknows where they came from. McCaleb steps forward, aimsthe gun directly at Buddy’s head. He doesn’t have to sayanything; he’s going to shoot him.

BUDDYYou’re mine forever, Terry. Everybreath you take belongs to me.Every beat of that stolen heart isthe echo of my voice in your head.Every day...

McCaleb rests the barrel on Buddy’s forehead.

BUDDY... always...

McCaleb cocks back the hammer.

BUDDYIt all depends on you now. Pullthe trigger and you’ll never seethem again.

McCALEBWhat?

Buddy’s eyes flicker to the left. McCaleb follows themto Raymond’s fishing pole.

(CONTINUED)

88.


McCALEB(in doubt)

You have a fishing pole. It’snothing.

BUDDYKill me and no one will find them.They die alone in a black hole andthat’s on you... You know me. Youknow I have them.

A beat. McCaleb sets back the hammer, lowers the gun.

McCALEBWhat do you want?

BUDDY(standing)

I want you to live. I want me tolive. I want it all to startagain. The battle between goodand evil. Can’t you see I’ve beenwatching over you? Taking care ofyou? We were meant to be, Terry.

Buddy pockets the harmonica and picks up his car keys.McCaleb doesn’t know what to do.

BUDDYI have to leave now. And youwon’t follow. You’ll stay by thepay phone and I’ll call you fromtime to time. When I’m relocatedand ready, I’ll let Graciella andRaymond go. Then you and me startagain.

Buddy smiles sadly at McCaleb.

BUDDYI hope you think of me as often asI’ll think of you.

Buddy turns, starts to go. McCaleb watches a beat.Then, without warning, he raises the .38 and FIRES.

Buddy goes down in a heap, half inside, and half out. Hetwists a look up as McCaleb looms.

BUDDYYou’re crazy!

Buddy’s been shot through the lower left bicep. He looksaghast as the blood pulses from the wound.

(CONTINUED)

89.


BUDDYCall an ambulance.

McCaleb looks at him, sees the Converse high-tops hewears. McCaleb reaches down, hauls Buddy to his feet.

McCALEBShow me where they are.

BUDDYI gotta get to the hospital!

Slam! McCaleb flings Buddy against the galley stove.

McCaleb fishes the belt off Buddy’s jeans. Looping it,he cinches it high up Buddy’s left arm, just below grabsthe armpit. He pulls it taut, gives Buddy the end tohold.

McCALEBThat’ll pinch off the artery. Youkeep the pressure there, you won’tbleed to death.

McCaleb releases him.

McCALEBNow. Show me.

Buddy looks down at his shattered arm. The bleeding hasstopped. He looks back to McCaleb, suddenly calmed.

BUDDYOkay...

CUT TO:

114 EXT. PACIFIC OCEAN - DAY 114

The Following Sea makes her way out through the chop.

115 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - BRIDGE - DAY 115

McCaleb is at the wheel, his .38 gripped in his righthand. Buddy leans against the rail, still holding thebelt tight around the arm. Where they’re going is amystery.

(CONTINUED)

90.

115 CONTINUED: 115

BUDDYI know all about this boat. Howit used to belong to your old man.How you grew up on Catalina.Everything.

McCaleb doesn’t answer. After a beat...

BUDDYYou don’t look so good, Terry.

McCaleb offers Buddy a grim smile.

McCALEBNeither do you, Buddy.

Looking ahead, McCaleb spots something. He raises a pairof binoculars, takes a quick look.

116 BINOCULAR POV 116

Bobbing in the water -- a can buoy.

117 BRIDGE 117

Buddy watches McCaleb, but the binoculars come down tooquick for him to make a move. McCaleb adjusts course forthe buoy.

BUDDYDo you really think you have achance?

McCaleb looks over, but doesn’t answer.

BUDDYI mean, with her. Do you reallythink she could love you? Hersister died for you, Terry.That’s gonna be a tough one forher to get around.

McCaleb isn’t going to bite. He looks ahead, increasesspeed. As Buddy smiles...

CUT TO:

118 EXT. OCEAN - CAN BUOY - DAY 118

A large can with a padlocked hatch. There’s a cage towerand light built atop it.

B.g., the Following Sea approaches.

91.

119 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - BRIDGE - DAY 119

McCaleb THROTTLES BACK as he nears the buoy. He thenlooks over at Buddy.

McCALEBScratch your nose and I’ll shootit off.

MOVE WITH McCaleb as he moves down the ladder to the deckrail. Using a gaff hook he latches onto the buoy, tiesoff to it with a deck line.

There’s a padlocked hatch on the can. McCaleb gives thelock a tug, BANGS on the CAN with the MUZZLE of the .38.

McCALEBGraciella! Raymond!

A horrible beat goes by. Then a MUFFLED BANG and a faintresponse.

GRACIELLA (V.O.)McCaleb!

McCaleb looks back to the bridge at Buddy.

McCALEB(re: padlock)

Key.

Buddy reaches into his pocket, pulls out his keyring.Before McCaleb can move, Buddy tosses them.

They seem like they’re going overboard when --

-- McCaleb catches them.

He gives a look that could kill, then starts at the LOCK.One, two, and then the third KEY... CLICK.

McCaleb pulls off the lock, throws back the hatch.

McCALEBGraciella!

GRACIELLA (V.O.)McCaleb...

Climbing up an inside ladder, Graciella appears. Half-way out, she throws an arm around him.

McCALEBRaymond?

(CONTINUED)

92.

119 CONTINUED: 119

GRACIELLAHe’s down here. He’s okay.

McCaleb looks back up to the bridge: Buddy is nowhere tobe seen. A beat. McCaleb looks back at Graciella.

McCALEBStay here.

GRACIELLAWhat is it?

McCALEBBuddy’s on the boat. Stay here.

McCaleb looks at her a beat, then unties the line. Hegives her the gaff hook, then shoves off from the buoy.As he turns to survey his boat...

GRACIELLAMcCaleb? McCaleb.

McCaleb looks back. They lock eyes.

McCALEBIt’ll be okay.

Graciella nods, believes him.

CUT TO:

120 EXT. BOW PULPIT - DAY 120

McCaleb steps up, looks to either side of the boat. NoBuddy lurking on the sides.

McCaleb climbs over and onto the bridge. He’s not hidingbeneath the wheel either.

CUT TO:

121 LADDER 121

As McCaleb’s feet come down.

122 SALON SLIDING DOOR 122

McCaleb pauses at the half-open door, a bloody hand printon the glass. McCaleb’s about to ease his way throughwhen he hesitates.

(CONTINUED)

93.

122 CONTINUED: 122

He swallows hard, rubs his left arm. And his heartbegins to pound. McCaleb takes several deep breaths,quells the beating away out of sheer will.

Finally, he enters.


No sign of Buddy. McCaleb leans back to see behind thegalley bench... Nothing.

He looks over into the galley... The knife block... Ablade is missing... A bloody thumb print on the wood.

Leading with the .38, McCaleb continues.

124 INT. GANGWAY - DAY 124

McCaleb moves along. The first door is open. McCalebpeeks in on the stateroom where Raymond slept.

It’s empty.

McCaleb moves along.

CUT TO:

125 CLOSE ON BUDDY’S EYES 125

Gleaming. A slash of light across them. But we can’ttell whether he’s watching or waiting.

CUT BACK TO:


McCaleb steps to the door to his own cabin. There’sblood on the handle...

With the .38 poised, McCaleb grabs the knob, turns it.But as he leans in...

127 LOCKER DOOR 127

Behind him explodes as Buddy bursts out.

He slams into McCaleb’s back, sends him sprawling intohis cabin.

(CONTINUED)

94.

127 CONTINUED: 127

Buddy slams the door behind him, goes about wedging itshut against the bulkhead with an oxygen tank from thelocker.

128 INT. CABIN 128

McCaleb shakes his head once to clear it, rolls and FIRESat the wall.


Buddy hits the deck as THREE BULLETS STITCH through theWALL. Getting to his feet, he scrambles off, his oxygentank wedge in place.

130 INT. CABIN - DAY 130

McCaleb gets to his feet, tries the door, then slams upagainst it. Once, twice... It won’t budge.

McCaleb stops to catch his breath, his heart pounding.

Then, almost as if he senses it, he looks up.

131 McCALEB’S POV - HATCH 131

A small ventilation hatch. Buddy stands over it on deck,looking down at McCaleb, the end of the belt/tourniquetheld between his smiling teeth.

He dives OUT OF SIGHT as...

132 McCALEB 132

FIRES! McCaleb then listens a beat. It’s quiet exceptfor the LOW THROTTLE of the DIESEL.

Suddenly, the ENGINE REVS UP and McCaleb almost falls asthe boat lurches forward. Buddy’s moving the boat.

BUDDY (V.O.)You make me sad, Terry! You makeme very sad! But two can play atthat game!

McCaleb grits his teeth, slams himself into the door.Two lives depend on it.

95.

133 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - DAY 133

A bloody Buddy at the wheel, the kitchen knife tucked inhis belt. The buoy is 100 yards ahead. Graciella andRaymond cling to the cage.

GRACIELLAMcCaleb! McCaleb!

134 INT. CABIN - DAY 134

McCaleb turns himself into a human battering ram.Splinters form. He clutches his heart -- that hurt.Then: one final attack.


The tank drops as the door comes apart. McCaleb stumblesagainst the bulkhead, then takes off.

136 EXT. SALON DOOR - DAY 136

McCaleb flies out, turns, the .38 raised toward thewheel.

But Buddy isn’t there, even the boat’s headed forward atabout ten knots.

McCaleb turns at a SCREAM.

137 EXT. CAN BUOY - DAY 137

Behind The Following Sea and getting smaller all thetime. Buddy swam there. Graciella beats at him with thegaff hook and tries to pull himself a top the can.


McCaleb scrambles up the ladder, turns the wheel hardover. As the boat comes about...

139 EXT. CAN BUOY - DAY 139

Buddy grabs Graciella, flings her into the water. AsRaymond tries to go after her, Buddy grabs hold of him.


McCaleb reverses the prop as he noses up to the buoy.Braced against the swell of the sea, he aims the .38.

96.

141 BUDDY 141

Holds Raymond in front of him, the kitchen knife up underthe boy’s throat. There’s no delicate way to put it:the belt is gone and Buddy is bleeding like a pig.

BUDDYEveryday. Always.

His grip on the knife tightens.

142 McCALEB 142

As the BOW of The Following Sea SCRAPES against the BUOY.

McCALEB(under his breath)

Ten ring...

BOOM! He FIRES.

143 BUDDY 143

Blinks as the knife slips from his hand. He’s been shotthrough the heart.

Raymond scrambles to Graciella who’s pulling herself backonto the can.

144 THE FOLLOWING SEA 144

Buddy falls forward, grips the rail of the boat. McCalebsteps forward. The two men are nearly face to face.

BUDDY(a whisper)

I saved you. I gave you life.

McCALEBNo, no, no. I traded you for me.I saved myself.

With that, McCaleb covers Buddy’s face with his hand andshoves him into the water.

Buddy takes one gulp, then sinks under the surface.

McCaleb grips the cage as Graciella passes Raymond over,then scrambles aboard herself.

McCaleb wraps his arms around them.

(CONTINUED)

97.

144 CONTINUED: 144

McCALEBIt’s over. He won’t hurt anybodyever again.

DISSOLVE TO:

145 EXT. DOCKS (SAN PEDRO) - DAY 145

The Following Sea has just docked. McCaleb stands on thedock, tying off a final line.

He looks up as Jaye Winston walks over.

JAYEGreat timing. I just came downhere to see you.

Jaye stops short as she sees McCaleb looks like he justgot back from World War III.

JAYEAre you okay?

McCALEBHaven’t felt this good in years.

(stands)What can I do for you, Jaye?

JAYEI’ll give you three guesses. Theyall start with Code Killer.

McCALEBAnd?

JAYEI thought I’d pick your brain.Where do you think he is?

McCALEBIn the wind I guess.

Jaye studies him a moment. She then looks to TheFollowing Sea. THROUGH the salon door, she can seeGraciella holding Raymond. They’ve been through thewringer.

JAYEThe two of them okay?

(CONTINUED)

98.

145 CONTINUED: 145

McCALEBThey will be if everyone leavesthem alone. The best thing thatcould happen to them is if thisCode Killer just disappeared.

JAYEI don’t know. The wind doesn’tblow forever. He’s got to comedown some time.

McCaleb looks away from her and out to the sea. Jayefollows his gaze.

McCALEBHope so.

Jaye’s not stupid; she knows something.

JAYEThere’s blood all over the dockback there. And on your shirt.

The two of them look at each other again and in thatmoment, a silent transmission and understanding.

JAYEMust’ve been a big fish.

Finally, Jaye looks back to Graciella and Raymond.

JAYEIt’s none of my business, but howare you going to deal with this?

McCALEBI have Gloria Torres’ heart. I’mthinking it might guide me.

She nods, squeezes McCaleb’s hand.

JAYEHope I don’t see you around,McCaleb.

McCALEBLikewise, Detective Winston.

JAYE’Bye.

As she starts away, McCaleb looks back to Graciella.

DISSOLVE TO:

99.

146 EXT. THE FOLLOWING SEA - BOW 146

Cutting across the low swells. McCaleb up on the bridgebraced against the wheel. Looking hard and healthyagainst the wind. Just when we think he’s all alone...

He looks over his shoulder to...

147 COCKPIT 147

Raymond sits in the fighting chair, his small handsgripping the trolling set.

148 BRIDGE 148

Graciella comes up the ladder, hands McCaleb a steamingcup of coffee. They both look back at Raymond.

McCALEBIf I could will a big black marlinonto that line I would.

Graciella smiles at McCaleb, slides an arm around hiswaist.

GRACIELLAThere’s going to be plenty of timeto catch fish.

As he smiles at her...

149 COCKPIT 149

The line goes taut.

RAYMONDI got one! I got one!

A huge grin on the boy’s face and...

FREEZE FRAME.

FADE OUT.

THE END

Documents

BLOOD WORK screenplay by Brian Helgeland based on the ... · in his hands. He starts to climb the fence. The HEARTBEAT INTENSIFIES. McCaleb pauses at the top of the fence, slides