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HUNTER
"THE RETURN OF TYPHOON THOMPSON"

Written By Rogers Turrentine

ACT ONE

FADE IN

EXT. SAN QUENTIN - DAY - ESTABLISHING (STOCK)

Marin County's most forbidding landmark — the State
Penitentiary. BEGIN TITLES.

EXT. PRISON - DAY - THE GATE

is opened. Several PRISONERS are being released. One of
them is TYPHOON THOMPSON, 40, black, stocky, bald and bearded.
He bears a striking resemblance to Isaac Hayes. We're not
surprised to find this tough, menacing ex-boxer leaving a
prison. Typhoon's clothes were in style eight years ago.
They're a little snug on him now.

WIDER ANGLE - THE PRISONERS

file out wearing civies, carrying their belongings in
suitcases and cardboard boxes.

PARKING LOT

Most of the prisoners are greeted by family and friends. They
hug, carry their belongings to waiting vehicles, vacate the
area immediately, leaving only Typhoon standing at the curb
as we END TITLES.

ANGLE - BUS STOP

Typhoon carries his bag to the bench, sets it down, looks
around to see if a bus is coming.

HIS POV - HUNTER'S CAR

is parked nearby. HUNTER opens the door and gets out.

RESUME TYPHOON

He tenses at the sight of Hunter, staring at him with obvious
hostility.

ANGLE TO INCLUDE HUNTER

as he approaches.

TYPHOON
It ain't gonna work, Hunter.

HUNTER
What's that?

TYPHOON
Your face. It's **** ugly...but
it ain't enough to make me go
back inside.

HUNTER
Hey, what kinda greeting's that?
I drove all the way up here to
give you a lift.

TYPHOON
A lift?! You crazy, man?! You'd
hafta bust me again to get me in
a car with you.

HUNTER
Just trying to do you a favor,
Thompson. It's a long bus ride
to L.A.

TYPHOON
Who says I'm going back there?

HUNTER
A certain snitch I know. He says
you're out to get the guy that
framed you and put him in the
ground.

TYPHOON
That's total b.s.

HUNTER
What's that mean? You finally
admit you were guilty?

TYPHOON
I don't admit nothin'. I never
killed nobody. And I ain't gonna
start now. A parole board just
cut me loose. I'd hafta be a damn
fool to go gettin' myself' put back
in the joint!

HUNTER
(doesn't buy it)
I didn' t say you weren't a damn
fool. I just wanta make sure
nobody gets killed.

TYPHOON
Yeah? Well, that's real considerate
of you. What d'you think, I
been institutionalized or somethin'?
I can't wait to get behind the
wall again?

The bus pulls up as:

HUNTER
(re his tight clothes)
Doesn't look like you missed
any meals in there.

TYPHOON
Eight years, Hunter. We all
change. Hell, you ain't got much
more hair than me now.

The door opens. Typhoon starts to climb aboard.

ANGLE – TYPHOON

pauses in the doorway.

TYPHOON
And you ain't snowin' this con
none either. You don't give a
rat's *** what happens to me. You
just worried you mighta made a
mistake.

He disappears inside the bus and the door closes behind him.

ANGLE - HUNTER

He considers the accuracy of Typhoon's statement as he watches
the bus pull out and drive away.

EXT. POLICE STATION - DAY - ESTABLISHING (STOCK)

as we PUSH IN on the building:

FINN'S VOICE
You expect me to comp the tab
on this?

INT. FINN'S OFFICE - DAY

LT. FINN, McCALL and Hunter are present. Finn is waving an
expense voucher as he talks.

FINN
A round-trip excursion to San
Quentin?

HUNTER
It's a valid expense.

McCALL
Hunter was on departmental
business.

FINN
Then he shoulda had it okayed up
front.
(to Hunter)
What'd you get out of it?

HUNTER
(reluctant)
I got stonewalled.

McCALL
Thompson's not gonna jeopardize
his parole by shooting his mouth
off to a cop.

FINN
Yeah? Ever think your snitch might
be full of beans?

HUNTER
(shakes his head)
It's straight from another con
that got out last month.

FINN
That ain't exactly a notary public.

HUNTER
Alright, okay...I'll make a deal
with you. I'll eat the travel
expenses...if you'll authorize
local surveillance for a few days.

FINN
I don't feel like horse trading,
Hunter. Why should I spend any
manpower on this at all?

HUNTER
Because I believe the rumor. He's
out to waste somebody.

FINN
Hunter, we're workin' homicide
here, remember? Your job's not
to prevent murders, it's to find
out who did 'em. You wanta try.
and stop crime, I can get you
kicked downstairs and back onto a
beat.

McCALL
Sir, if Hunter's right about the
rumor, that means Thompson wasn't
guilty and there's still an unsolved
homicide on the books.

Finn picks up a file, glances at it as he considers that.

FINN
Jerome 'Typhoon' Thompson. I
remember when he was a top
middleweight contender.
(to Hunter)
You ever see him fight?

HUNTER
Not in his prime. He was trying to
make a comeback when his manager
got murdered.

FINN
And you built the case on him...

HUNTER
(correcting)
I investigated and I arrested him.
The D.A. made the case.

McCALL
(indicates the file)
The evidence against him was
mostly circumstantial. Witnesses
testified they quarreled. The
manager was found beaten to death.
Thompson's only alibi was his
girlfriend. But when they put
her on the stand she denied she was
with him.

HUNTER
Her name's Josie Clifford. I
looked her up a couple of weeks
ago. She was scared...afraid to
talk to me.

FINN
You figure she was bribed to
change her testimony...?

HUNTER
Maybe.

McCALL
Or maybe she just wanted to put
him away. He had a bad rep for
beating up on her.

HUNTER
He wasn't exactly Mr. Nice Guy.
All that history went against
him in court.

FINN
So now you're convinced he didn't
do it after all...?

HUNTER
(hedging)
I think there's a reasonable doubt.

FINN
Okay, okay... I heard enough
speculation. This seat-of-the-
pants detective work went out with
bell-bottoms. Bring me something
hard by the end of the week or
you can put your theories to
bed once and for all. Got it?

HUNTER/McCALL
It's a deal. Okay. Thanks. Later.

FINN
Hasta. Oh, here...

He picks up the voucher and shoves it toward Hunter.

FINN
I believe this is yours.

As Hunter reluctantly retrieves it...

EXT. CITY STREET - DAY – TYPHOON

makes his way along the sidewalk.

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY - HUNTER AND McCALL

are parked down the street observing Typhoon.

EXT. SHOESHINE STAND – DAY

Typhoon steps up to a black SHOESHINE BOY.

TYPHOON
Sporty James still gettin'
shined up here?

BOY
Mondays and Thursdays.

TYPHOON
He been by yet?
(off the Boy's headshake)
Tell him Typhoon Thompson's
lookin' for him. I'll be over
to the Rib Cage.

He slips the Boy a buck.

BOY
You got it, Mister.

Typhoon heads on down the street.

EXT. CITY STREET - DAY – TYPHOON

continues along the sidewalk.

ANGLE - A CHOPPED HARLEY

cruises down the street. On it is a burly Hell's Angel-
type BIKER and his MAMA. A blanket roll is tied to the
sissy bar behind her.

BIKER
(calls)
Thompson... ?! Typhoon Thompson...?;

ANGLE – TYPHOON

turns at the sound of his name.

BACK TO THE CHOPPER

cruising slowly. The Mama pulls a sawed-off shotgun out of
the blanket roll, levels it at Typhoon.

THE SCENE

Typhoon hits the pavement and rolls behind a car as she
BLASTS away with the shotgun. Car windows are BLOWN OUT. A
store window SHATTERS.

ANGLE - HUNTER'S CAR

peels out, siren BLARING.

THE BIKER

punches the throttle. The Hoggy-Davidson ROARS away.

ANGLE - TYPHOON

crouches behind the car fender, brushes glass off of himself,
watches as:

SERIES OF SHOTS - A CHASE

(To be routined on set.)

THE MAMA

aims the shotgun back at Hunter's car. She FIRES as...

ANGLE – McCALL

aims her pistol and FIRES.

ON THE HARLEY

The Biker loses conrtol and piles up the chopper in a
spectacular CRASH. (NOTE: Neither one is killed.)

INT. FINN'S OFFICE - DAY - THE SHOTGUN

lies tagged on Finn's desk.

HUNTER'S VOICE
I'd call that a fairly hard piece
of evidence.

THE SCENE

Hunter, McCall and Finn are present.

FINN
Don't get smart-*** with me,
Hunter. You made your point.
Somebody put out a contract on
Thompson.

McCALL
(re: a paper)
The biker's name is Sonny
Coldiron. He and his old lady are
from the Reno Chapter of the
Devil's Disciples. Nevada's
already processing for
extradition on a prior homicide
as soon as they're released from
the hospital.

HUNTER
They're not likely to tell us who
hired 'em.

FINN
It does tell us one thing though —
Your bad guy's outside the black
community.

As Hunter and McCall consider this —

FINN
Alright. Stick with it.

EXT. CITY STREET - DAY - TYPHOON

stops in front of a video arcade, checks his bearings, seems
puzzled. He looks around at the SOUND of a car HONKING.

ANGLE - A CADILLAC

has pulled over to the curb. Typhoon approaches it as the
driver, a black man, SPORTY JAMES, leans across and looks
out the passenger window.

SPORTY
Typhoon Thompson?! Is that you?!

TYPHOON
Sporty James. How you doin'?

SPORTY
Not bad.

TYPHOON
(re the car)
Don't look like you're hurtin'
none.

SPORTY
I got your message.

TYPHOON
(re the arcade)
What happened to the Rib Cage?

SPORTY
Folded four, five years ago.

Typhoon looks around, shakes his head.

TYPHOON
Wow, I don't recognize this
town no more. It's all sushi
bars and Thai food joints.

SPORTY
(nods)
Yuppie chow. We be trendy now,
you dig?

He opens the door. As Typhoon gets in the car...

INT. N.D. CAR - DAY – McCALL

is on the mike.

McCALL

Late model Cadillac El Dorado,
silver-gray, California license
number William Victor Frank
four-six-seven.

Hunter slips the car in gear and pulls out to tail the
Caddy.

INT. CADILLAC - DAY – DRIVING

Typhoon rides next to Sporty.

TYPHOON

You knew I was gettin' out, didn't
you?

SPORTY
(shrugs)
Word's been around for awhile.

TYPHOON
You know somebody tried to blow
me away this morning...?

SPORTY
Say what?!

TYPHOON
They tried to blast me with a
shotgun.

SPORTY
I didn't hear nothin' about
it...

TYPHOON
That's hard to believe. You got a
line on everything. Ain't nobody
picks his ***, you don't hear
about it.

INT. N.D. CAR - DAY - DRIVING

McCALL
You know it's not your fault
he went to prison.

HUNTER
(defensive)
I know.

McCALL
You were just doing your job.
You gathered the evidence and
made the collar.

HUNTER
That's right.

McCALL
After that, it was out of your
hands.

HUNTER
(guilty)
Yeah. And I managed to put it
out of my mind too — for eight
years.

OMITTED

INT. CADILLAC - DAY - DRIVING

TYPHOON
You know I didn't kill my manager.

SPORTY
I never said you did.

TYPHOON
I shoulda. He deserved it. I
coulda won that bout. You know
that.

SPORTY
I know, Typhoon, I know. I got
hurt bad on you.

TYPHOON
Who was the big winner?

SPORTY
They wasn't none. It was spread
all around.

Typhoon's arm suddenly shoots out and grabs Sporty's arm.
He jerks the steering wheel. The car swerves a few feet
before Sporty recovers control.

INT. N.D. CAR - DAY DRIVING

Hunter and McCall react to the Cadillac's path. They
exchange a glance.

INT. CADILLAC - DAY - DRIVING

SPORTY
(startled)
Hey, I'm telling you straight,
man!

TYPHOON
Yeah...well tell me somethin'
else...you ever see Josie around
anymore?

SPORTY
(nervous)
Yeah. I, uh...run into her last
week. She got a little place
over on a hundred and eiqhteenth.

TYPHOON
See, I knew you knew everything.
Drop me off there, all right?

INT. N.D. CAR - DAY - DRIVING

Hunter and McCall are listening to:

RADIO VOICE
(filtered)
Registered owner of vehicle is
Roland J. Carlisle, a.k.a.
Sporty James. No outstanding
wants or warrants. Two priors
for bookmaking and conspiracy to
commit.

McCALL
(into mike)
L-57 — acknowledge. Out.

HUNTER
Gamblers and boxing. That's a
pair to draw to.

INT. CADILLAC DAY - DRIVING

TYPHOON
My manager fixed that fight.
Somebody got to him. He slipped
me sumpthin', took the edge off.
Valium, I don't know. Just
enough to slow me down, make sure
I'd lose. Somebody made a bundle
on it and then they killed him!
Now they tryin' to kill me!

SPORTY
I'll buy that! That's a righteous
story! That's the way I figure
it, too. Gotta be. But honest-to-
God, man ... I don't know who!

TYPHOON
Well, I don't believe you, Sporty.
I think you're blowing smoke up
my nose. But I ain't gonna mess
up my parole by beatin' it out
of you.

EXT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY

It's a run-down one-bedroom bungalow on a crowded residential
street. A faded sign reads: 1450. The Cadillac pulls up,
Typhoon gets out and starts toward the porch. The Cadillac
drives away. PAN to the car as it cruises by.

INT. N.D. CAR - DAY – DRIVING

McCall picks up the mike.

McCALL
Request criss-cross reference for
1450 West 118th Street, L.A.

RADIO VOICE
(filtered)
Roger. Processing.

OMIT

EXT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - ANGLE ON A WINDOW

The curtains part enough for someone to peek out.

POV SHOT - TYPHOON

steps up onto the porch, approaches the door.

OMIT

BACK TO THE WINDOW

the curtains close.

TYPHOON

KNOCKS on the door and RINGS the bell intermittently.

EXT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY - ANGLE ON THE BACK DOOR

JOSIE CLIFFORD, 30, black, an exotic West Indian lady, rushes
outside and into a carport that faces the alley. She climbs
into her compact car and starts the engine.

OMIT

INT. JOSIE'S CAR - DAY - ON JOSIE

as she slams the car in reverse and peels out of the carport.
She hits the brakes and shoves the gearshift into first. As
she burns rubber down the alley, suddenly her eyes go wide and
she hits the brakes in a panic stop.

HER POV - TYPHOON

stands like a boulder in front of the car, just a few feet
from the bumper.

RESUME JOSIE
On her frozen reaction...

OMITTED

FADE OUT

END OF ACT ONE


************************************************************

ACT TWO

FADE IN

OMITTED

INT. N.D. CAR

It's parked near a phone booth. McCall is on the radio
mike.

RADIO VOICE
(filtered)
Property is recorded as being
owned by Triple Star Investments,
Palos Verdes.

McCALL
L-57 -- roger.

McCall hangs up the mike.

HUNTER
I'll call 'em. I gotta stretch
my legs.

He opens the door and gets out as McCall slips over behind the
wheel and keeps a watch on the street.

INT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY

Typhoon is sitting at the dining table while Josie is busy
mixing drinks, making coffee, fixing snacks, whatever.

TYPHOON
You stopped writing me.

JOSIE
(pauses)
I'm sorry. There's been other men
in my life. You know how it is.

TYPHOON
(scoffing)
Yeah, right. There's been some
other guys in my life too.

JOSIE
Ty. . .

TYPHOON
And you put me in there with 'em,
babe. You coulda saved me and you
let me take the fall.

JOSIE
I couldn't help it, Ty. I
couldn't lie for you...

TYPHOON
Why not?! You lied to me! You
said you'd cover for me!

JOSIE
I wrote and told you why!

TYPHOON
I want you lookin' at me when
you say it! You know I was home
alone when my manager got killed.

JOSIE
How do I know that? I wasn't with
you. I couldn't bring myself to
lie about it.

TYPHOON
Then you shoulda said so! My
lawyer wouldn'ta never put you
on the stand except you promised
to be my alibi!

JOSIE
I wanted to do it for you! I
thought I could go through with
it! But I just couldn't swear
to God that you were with me.
(off Typhoon's stare)
You know how I was brought up!
My mama raised me on the fear of
hellfire and damnation!

TYPHOON
Oh, hell, woman, you outgrew
all that! You said so yourself
a dozen times!

JOSIE
I thought I had! But when they
put that Bible under my hand...
I felt like it was burning right
into my soul.

She steps closer and touches his shoulder.

JOSIE
I'm sorry you went to prison, Ty.
I'm sorry for all the years you
lost. I wish I could've helped
you. I've laid awake many a
night wishing I'd lied.

TYPHOON
Yeah, babe. Me, too.

EXT. PAY PHONE – DAY

The car is parked nearby. Hunter is on the phone.

HUNTER
(into phone)
Yes, that's right. Could you tell
me who's renting that unit, please?
(sighs)
Yeah, I can hold.

INT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY

Typhoon is seated at the dining table, his arm around Josie's
waist as she stands next to him, leaning against his shoulder

TYPHOON
You know one of the worst parts
about being in the slam — you
hear rumors all the time. You all
the time hearin' stories. You
don't know what to believe
because you got no way of checkin'
it out.
(looks up)
You know what I heard? I heard
you been to Europe. I heard you
bought your mama a house back in
Jamaica. I heard you went through
a lot of money along the way...

JOSIE
Ty...

She resists as he pulls her down into the chair next to him.

TYPHOON
But what I didn't hear is where
none of it came from.

JOSIE
(resignedly)
Ty, it's been a lot of years. I
ain't spent all of my nights
totally alone. I told you I had
boyfriends. Some of them been good
to me. And I didn't buy my mama a
house, I just helped her make a
down payment. Look around here.
Does this place look like I hit
the Big Spin?

EXT. PAY PHONE - DAY - HUNTER

is still on the phone. He puts his finger to his other ear
to try to hear better.

HUNTER
What?! Say that name again...

A beat and he SLAMS the phone in the cradle, runs to the car
and hops in the passenger side.

INT. N.D. CAR - DAY – HUNTER

SLAMS the door closed.

HUNTER
That house is rented to Josie
Clifford!

McCALL
What?! You said she lived in
Inglewood!

HUNTER
She must've moved! So Thompson
wouldn't find her!

The car pulls out fast.

INT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY - LIVING ROOM

Typhoon enters, looks around. Josie follows him.

TYPHOON
Where's your Bible?

JOSIE
My Bible? Why?

TYPHOON
Where is it?

JOSIE
(nervous)
In that drawer...over there.

Typhoon goes to the place she points out, opens the drawer,
takes out the Bible. He places it on a table.

TYPHOON
Put your hand on it. Put your
hand right there...and swear
you been tellin' me the truth!

JOSIE
(repelled)
No!

TYPHOON
Swear to it!

JOSIE
No! It's sacrilegious!

Typhoon grabs her wrist and presses her hand down onto the
Book.

TYPHOON
Swear to God you didn't get paid
to sell me down the river!

JOSIE
(pulling away)
That's blasphemy! I refuse to take
the name of the Lord in vain!

He twists her wrist as she tries to get up and run away.

TYPHOON
Tell me who it was! Who paid you
off!?

Josie SCREAMS in pain and fear.

EXT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY - HUNTER AND McCALL

are just getting out of the car when they hear the SCREAM. T
run toward the house, reaching for their guns.

INT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY - LIVING ROOM

Typhoon releases Josie.

TYPHOON
Okay, babe...I'm not gonna hurt
you. If I did, I'd have to kill
you. And you ain't the one I
came back to kill.

As Josie considers what tack she should take:

HUNTER'S VOICE
Police! Open up!

We HEAR them BANGING on the door as:

TYPHOON
You better answer it before they
bust it down.

Josie moves hesitantly toward the door, uncertain how to deal
with this further complication. She opens the door. Hunter
and McCall stand in the doorway, guns drawn. Typhoon is
across the room.

JOSIE
What is it?

HUNTER
You okay?

McCALL
Did this man assault you?

JOSIE
No...no. I'm alright.

HUNTER
We heard a scream.

Typhoon moves toward them.

McCALL
You sure you're okay? He didn't
hurt you?

JOSIE
No, I'm fine. What are you doing
here?

As Hunter and McCall self-consciously holster their pistols:

TYPHOON
They be like guardian angels.

He pushes past them and out the front door.

EXT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY - ON THE FRONT PORCH

Hunter and McCall part enough to let Typhoon pass. He moves
away down the sidewalk.

McCALL
(to Josie)

You sure you don't want to make a
complaint?

JOSIE
No! There's nothing wrong.
Excuse me...please.

She closes the door. HOLD on Hunter and McCall as they
exchange a skeptical look.

McCALL
You buy her act, Hunter?

HUNTER
No. She was scared before and
she's more scared now.

EXT. JOSIE'S HOUSE - DAY - ANGLE ON THE CARPORT

as Josie, now dressed, gets in her car and drives out of
the carport.

EXT. ALLEY - DAY - JOSIE'S CAR

speeds down it and turns onto a main street. PAN to the
N.D. car as it pulls out and follows.

EXT. CITY STREET - DAY - SERIES OF SHOTS

as the N.D. car tails Josie's car to...

EXT. SHAKERS' NIGHTCLUB - DAY - JOSIE'S CAR

pulls into the parking lot. PAN off of the building as the
N.D. car parks down the street.

INT. N.D. CAR – DAY

Hunter is behind the wheel. McCall sits next to him.

HUNTER
Long way to go for a drink.

McCALL
She's gotta be meeting somebody.

HUNTER
One of us oughta go inside and
find out who.

McCall reaches behind her and lifts up a bag. As she takes
one out:

McCALL
Wanta borrow a wig?

HUNTER
You think I really need one?

McCALL
No, I like you just the way you
are.

As McCall puts on the wig...

INT. SHAKERS' - DAY

Josie enters the bar and restaurant. It's a plush
operation with shadowy booths and discreet partitions.
Late business lunches are being conducted and we get the
impression they may not all be legit.

Several men are riveted to a sports event on the large-
screen TV in the bar and they obviously have some heavy
wagers on the contest. They AD LIB concerning point
spread, odds, past performances, etc. Josie crosses
the area and approaches...

A DOOR

marked 'Private.' She knocks on the door. It opens after a
beat, the doorway filled with a beefy bouncer, JERRY RASCO.
recognizes Josie, nods patiently.

RASCO
What is it?

JOSIE
I gotta see Eddie.

RASCO
(shakes his head)
Mr. Z said you was persona non
'gratus '.

JOSIE
It's important. Please, Jerry.
I gotta talk to him. I got
something to tell him.

RASCO
(considers)
Okay. Wait a second.

He goes back inside and closes the door.

ANGLE - FRONT DOOR

McCall enters wearing the wig and no jacket. She walks to the
bar, glances around the room, spots Josie waiting and takes
a seat on a bar stool.

McCALL'S POV - THE BAR MIRROR

She can see Josie across the room. The 'Private' door opens,
Rasco admits Josie and steps out of the office, closing the
door behind him and positioning himself in front of it.

RESUME McCALL

as the BARTENDER approaches.

BARTENDER
What'll it be?

McCALL
A spritzer.

INT. OFFICE - DAY

EDDIE ZABINSKY sits behind his desk. He's forty-five,
dressed in expensive sports clothes, a tough street hustler
softened around the edges by the good life.

EDDIE
You got two minutes, Josie. And I
don't wanta hear one thing I heard
before.

JOSIE

Typhoon's back in town... :

EDDIE
I know that. What d'you think,
I live in a vacuum tube or
sumthin'?

JOSIE
He found me, Eddie. He came to
my place...

EDDIE
(jumps up)
You dumb *****! He coulda'
followed you here...

JOSIE
No! He didn't. I'm sure. The
police run him off...

EDDIE
What?!

JOSIE
They know he's looking for you.

EDDIE
What'd you tell him?!

JOSIE
Nothing. But he's figured it all
out. He knows somebody paid me.
I gotta get out of town. Just
give me some more money. You'll
never see me again.

EDDIE
That's what you said the last time
and it cost me fifty thousand.

JOSIE
I promise. I'll go back to
Jamaica and stay there.

EDDIE
He'll follow you.

JOSIE
He can't. He's on parole.

EDDIE
That won't stop him.

JOSIE
Then I'll go somewhere else.
Wherever you say, Eddie. Just let
me have the money. It's like life
insurance. If he can't find me
then he can't find you.

ANGLE - EDDIE

During the above, Eddie sits back down and swivels in his
chair away from Josie and TOWARD CAMERA, thinking about what
she just said. After several beats:

EDDIE
What're we talkin'? Another fifty K?

JOSIE'S VOICE
That's all. You can afford it,
Eddie.

Eddie gives it careful and sinister consideration, then
swivels back toward Josie.

THE SCENE

EDDIE

Alright. I'll need a couple days
to put it together. You go see
Charlie at the St. Regis Hotel. I'll
make arrangements for you. Stay there
till I get in touch. And you better not.
bounce back this time.

She starts for the door.

JOSIE
I won't. I promise, Eddie. You're doing
the riqht thing. Thank you, thank you so much,

He motions her over to a different exit.

EDDIE
Go out this way. And be careful.
The cops could be watching you.

He closes the door behind her. As he crosses to the other
door...

INT. BAR - DAY - ON McCALL

WIDEN as the Bartender passes.

McCALL
Could I speak to the manager?

BARTENDER
Why? You got a complaint?

McCALL
Yeah. Unemployment. You got an
opening for a waitress?

BARTENDER
You have to talk to Mr. Zabinsky.
He's the owner. He does all the
hiring himself.
(looks up)
That's him there.

McCall looks in the mirror.

HER POV - THE OFFICE DOOR

closes behind Eddie. He confers with Rasco and the two of
them disappear around the corner.

RESUME McCALL

as she turns around on the bar stool. Her face says, 'where
the hell is Josie?'

McCall stands, heads for the door.

McCALL
Thanks. I'll stop back in.

EXT. SHAKERS' – DAY

McCall steps out of the building as Hunter walks up.

McCALL
Did she leave?

HUNTER
Yeah. She just drove away. What
happened?

McCALL
She came to see the owner. He
must've let her out another door.

HUNTER
Sneaky, sneaky.

McCALL
You said it.

EXT. PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT – TYPHOON

is dialing the phone.

INTERCUT WITH;

INT. SPORTY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT – SPORTY

answers the RINGING phone.

SPORTY
Yeah?

TYPHOON
Sporty? Typhoon. You wanted me
to call you...?

SPORTY
Yeah, sorry 'bout steerin’ you wrong
on Josie.

TYPHOON
Say what?

SPORTY
I thought she was still livin' on
a hunderd and eighteenth.

TYPHOON
She is. What chu talkin' about, man?

SPORTY
Well, I don't know then. My
partner works over to the St.
Regis be telling me Josie stayin'
there now.

TYPHOON
He musta made a mistake.

SPORTY
Hey, I'm just telling you what
he said. I guess it ain't right.

TYPHOON
Yeah, okay. Thanks anyway.

STAY on Typhoon as he hangs up, looks thoughtful, then walks
OUT OF THE SHOT.

INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT - ON JOSIE

looking out the window. There's a KNOCK on the door. She
turns and crosses the room.

JOSIE
Who is it?

RASCO'S VOICE
Jerry Rasco. I got a package for you.

Josie opens the door, leaves the chain lock on, peeks out.
Satisfied, she removes the chain, opens the door wider.

WE can SEE the room number 415 on the door. Rasco enters,
carrying a manilla envelope, closes the door behind him.

Josie reaches for the envelope. He pulls it back from her
grasp.

RASCO
Mr. Z says to tell you:
(recites the
exact words)
You got the last dollar you're
gonna get out of him.

JOSIE
(impatient)
I know. I know.

He holds out the envelope. She grabs it from him.

NEW ANGLE - JOSIE

Turns TOWARD CAMERA and tears open the envelope. Packets of
play money spill out of it onto a table as Rasco steps up
behind her and pulls a knotted nylon stocking from his
pocket. He slips the stocking around her neck and tightens
it into a garrote before she can utter a sound. Her eyes go
wide, she gags and chokes, then slides down and OUT OF FRAME,
STAY on Rasco's face as he strains to squeeze the life out
of her, then...

ANOTHER ANGLE - JOSIE

falls to the floor as Rasco releases her body. He returns
the stocking to his pocket, gathers up the "money" and replaces
it in the envelope and moves OUT OF THE SHOT. STAY on
Josie's lifeless form as WE HEAR his FOOTSTEPS retreat and
the door CLOSE behind him.

FADE OUT

END OF ACT TWO


***********************************************************

ACT THREE

FADE IN

OMIT

INT. HOTEL LOBBY - NIGHT

Typhoon crosses to the desk. A CLERK looks up from his
skin magazine.

CLERK
Help ya?

TYPHOON
Josie Clifford's room.

CLERK
(checks a list)
415.

TYPHOON
Thanks.

The Clerk nods and returns to his reading. Typhoon moves
to the elevator, hits the button, gets in. As the door
closes...

INSERT - CLOSE SHOT - A TELEPHONE

A hand picks up the receiver and dials 911.

INT. HOTEL CORRIDOR - NIGHT - ON THE ELEVATOR DOORS

as they open and Typhoon gets out. He looks at the room
numbers, moves down the hall.

ANGLE - ROOM 415

Typhoon steps up to the door, KNOCKS. He waits. No answer.
He tries the knob. It's unlocked. He turns the handle,
pushes the door open slightly.

TYPHOON
Josie...?

HIS POV - THE ROOM

as the door swings open. It's dark, illuminated intermittent
by a FLASHING neon sign outside the window.

RESUME TYPHOON

He steps cautiously inside, reaches for a light switch,
turns it on. Nothing happens. He moves into the room,
leaving the door open, crosses to the lamp on the table. He
stumbles on something. The SOUND of approaching SIRENS
comes over. He reaches for the lamp, flicks it on. LIGHT
fills the room. Josie's body is on the floor by his feet.

TYPHOON
Josie...!

He kneels down, checks for signs of life, finds none. The
SIRENS grow LOUDER. Car tires SQUEAL. Horns HONK. He
stands, runs to the window.

HIS POV - THE STREET BELOW

Cop cars skid to a stop, lights FLASHING. Cops pile out,
run into the hotel, guns drawn.

BACK TO TYPHOON

He bolts for the door, runs out of the room.

IN THE CORRIDOR

Typhoon barrels down the hall, past the elevator and down
the back stairs.

IN THE STAIRWELL

A COP is running up the steps two at a time. He rounds
the corner to the next flight, runs smack into Typhoon
who's coming downstairs full tilt. The two go tumbling
onto the landing. The gun goes bouncing down the stairs.
The Cop tries to bring his baton into play.

COP
You're under arrest!

TYPHOON
Your ***!

Typhoon unleashes a flurry of jabs and hooks. The Cop's
knees buckle under him. He collapses on the steps. The
SOUND of more FOOTSTEPS coming up the stairs sends
Typhoon through the nearest door.

INT. SECOND FLOOR CORRIDOR - NIGHT

Typhoon opens the window at the end of the hall and climbs
out onto the fire escape.

EXT. HOTEL - NIGHT - ON THE FIRE ESCAPE

Typhoon hangs onto the railing, puts his weight on the
counterbalanced ladder and kicks it down toward the ground
level. As the ladder descends, he runs up the steps to the
third floor and into the shadows of the building.

IN THE ALLEY

The ladder hits the pavement with a CLANG.

ANGLE - SECOND FLOOR WINDOW

A SECOND COP looks out of the open window.

HIS POV - THE LADDER

down to the alley. It starts to recoil to its original
position.

BACK TO THE SECOND COP

SECOND COP
(into walkie-talkie)
He went down the fire escape! Block
off the alley!

He climbs out the window, jumps on the ladder and starts
down the steps.

ON TYPHOON
He opens the third floor window and slips inside.

IMT. HOTEL CORRIDOR - DAY - ON ELEVATOR DOORS

A plaque reads: SERVICE ELEVATOR. Typhoon steps up, hits
the button. The doors open. Inside is a DELIVERY MAN. His
cap and jacket identify him as being from "Pizza Express".

TYPHOON
(getting on)
What's all the sirens about?

DELIVERY MAN
I dunno. I been upstairs for ten
minutes. Jerk orders two pizzas
and expects me to break a hundred!
You believe it? Then he wants to
write me a check.

The door closes during the above. PAN to the lighted floor
numbers. The elevator is going back up.

DELIVERY MAN'S VOICE
(muffled)
Hey, what're you doin'...?!

INT. HOTEL LOBBY - DAY - ON SERVICE ELEVATOR DOORS

A THIRD COP is stationed in the hall. (The Clerk is riot
present.) The doors open and out steps Typhoon — wearing
the "Pizza Express" outfit.

TYPHOON
What's goin' on?

THIRD COP
We got a murder suspect at large.
You see anybody trying to run away?

TYPHOON
Nope.

The Third Cop's walkie-talkie starts to squawk.

RADIO VOICE
FB-Nine -- respond.

Typhoon crosses the lobby as:

Rev. 2/4/86

THIRD COP
(into transceiver)
FB-Nine here. In the lobby.

RADIO VOICE
Any activity?

THIRD COP
Negative.

RADIO VOICE
Maintain position.

THRID COP
FB-Nine - roger.

And Typhoon's out the door.

OMIT

EXT. POLICE STATION - DAY - ESTABLISHING (STOCK)

as we PUSH IN on the building:

FINN'S VOICE
We got a positive I.D. on Thompson.

INT. FINN'S OFFICE - DAY
Finn, Hunter and McCall are present.

FINN
Assaulting an officer. Resisting
arrest, on top of murder.

HUNTER
I'm not saying he wasn't there. I
just don't believe he killed her.

FINN
And why not?

HUNTER
Because he's out to get the guy
who framed him. He can't do that
if he's in jail for choking his
old girl friend.

FINN
Yeah? So maybe he didn't plan
on getting caught in the act.

McCALL
It was an anonymous tip.

HUNTER
He could have been set up.

FINN
Again? That'd make him patsy of
the decade.

McCALL
Yeah. And it'd make somebody else
a multiple killer.

FINN
Look, I put out an APB. That's gonna
stand. I want him off the streets --
even if it's just for parole
violation. He can't kill anybody
if he's back in the slam.

HUNTER
Granted. But it's not gonna tell us
who cut off Josie Clifford's air
supply.

FINN
So what was she doing in that hotel
if she wasn't hiding out? You
already said she was running scared.
Thompson hits town and the next day
she turns up dead.

McCALL
The same day she paid a visit to
Eddie Zabinsky.

HUNTER
I think we oughta look into that
connection.

FINN
(considers)
Okay. Alright. You got a game plan?

HUNTER
McCall wants to apply for a job at
his place.

FINN
Yeah? Suppose you don't get hired....

McCALL
Not a a chance. I give great
interview.

On Hunter and Finn's reaction —

OMIT

EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT - A CADILLAC

pulls into the lot and parks. Sporty James gets out, crosses
to the entrance and goes inside.

INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT - SPORTY

comes down the hall, unlocks his apartment door, opens it.
WIDEN as Typhoon steps up, shoves Sporty into the room.

SPORTY
What the hell...?!

INT. SPORTY'S APARTMENT – NIGHT

Typhoon muscles Sporty inside, locks the door.

SPORTY
Typhoon! What the hell you doin'?!

Typhoon methodically puts on tight leather gloves during:

TYPHOON
You tell me, Sporty...what chu
think I be doin'?

SPORTY
(scared)
Hey, now...remember what you said—
you don't wanta go thumpin' on me!
You be messin' with your parole, man!

TYPHOON
My parole's in the toilet. Josie's
dead. The police are after me...all
on accounta' you.

SPORTY
What chu talkin', man...?! I told
you I heard where she was stayin',
that's all. I didn't know you was
gonna go there and kill her!

TYPHOON
I didn't kill her. But you know
who did...

SPORTY
I don't! Honest, Typhoon! I was
just tryin' to do you a favor...
tellin' you where she was...

Sporty starts backing away.
around the room.

Typhoon begins stalking him.

Typhoon periodically SLAMS his fist into his palm — SMACK!
SMACK! — during the following:

TYPHOON
Yeah...but what chu ain't been
tellin' me is who killed Sam...
and put out a contract on me...
and killed Josie! Who was it!?

SPORTY
I don't know!

TYPHOON
You seen a lotta fights in your
life, ain'tcha? You know how
sometimes in a grudge match, when
a boxer's winnin', he just keeps
workin' on the other guy...beatin'
on him...not tryin' to knock him
out...just proppin' him up so's
he can punish him some more. It's
like legalized assault and battery.

SPORTY
(terrified)
I swear to God...I'm telling the
truth...!

TYPHOON
You know, I could maybe keep you
conscious for a half hour while
I'm beatin' on you. I mean, my
arms are gonna get real tired, sure
...but nothin' like your bones are
gonna feel. You be pukin' up blood
and cryin' and beggin' for me to
stop.

Sporty has backed himself into a corner of the room. Typhoon
looms over him.

TYPHOON
And I will. All you gotta do is
say the name -- who told you to
set me up?

Sporty's eyes are wide with fright. As Typhoon cocks his
fist...

INT. SHAKERS' - NIGHT - ON THE CUSTOMERS
to establish a thriving business.

ANGLE - THE BAR

Hunter steps up and takes a seat, looks over at —

ANGLE - COCKTAIL TABLE

McCall is seated alone, filling out an application.

OMIT

INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT - CORRIDOR

Typhoon opens Shorty's apartment door, steps outside, closes
the door behind him and strides deliberately down the hall,
a key ring in his hand.

EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT - TYPHOON

exits the building, gets in Sporty's Cadillac and drives
out of the lot.

OMIT

EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT - VARIOUS SHOTS - THE CADILLAC

maneuvers through traffic.

INT. SHAKERS' - NIGHT - ANGLE ON EDDIE

He steps up to Rasco, speaks MOS, indicates McCall. Rasco
nods his understanding.

OMIT

ANGLE – McCALL

Rasco steps up to her, picks up the completed application.

RASCO
All done? Mr. Z would like to
speak to you in his office.

McCALL
Right now?

RASCO
(nods)
Follow me.

ANGLE – HUNTER

watches from the bar.

ANGLE - RASCO AND McCALL

as they make their way around the room.

EXT. SHAKERS' - NIGHT - THE CADILLAC

pulls into the parking lot. Typhoon, finds a parking space
and gets out.

INT. EDDIE'S OFFICE - NIGHT

Rasco opens the door, shows McCall in. Eddie's sitting
behind his desk, looking flush. Rasco puts the application
on Eddie's desk.

RASCO
Mr. Zabinsky...This is Dee Dee
McClain.

Rasco leaves and closes the door as Eddie gets up, comes
around the desk, shakes McCall's hand, escorts her to a
chair, during:

EDDIE
Hi, how you doin'?

McCALL
Fine, thanks. Pleased to meet you.

EDDIE
Make yourself comfortable. Can I
get you anything?

McCALL
How about a day shift with Sundays
off?

EDDIE
(laughs)
That's good. I like a woman who
knows what she wants.

EXT. SHAKERS' - NIGHT - TYPHOON

moves through the shadows, around the building, looking for
an unguarded entrance.

INT. OFFICE - NIGHT

McCall is seated next to the desk. Eddie perches on the edge
of it, looks down at her.

EDDIE
You know we're really overstaffed
right now. I can't justify
bringing you on board without
letting somebody else go...

McCALL
Oh, I wouldn't want you to do that...
unless you were considering it anyway.

She smiles. Eddie loves it.

EXT. SHAKERS' - NIGHT - ON THE PRIVATE ENTRANCE

Typhoon approaches, listens at the door.

INTERCUT WITH:

OMIT

INT. EDDIE'S OFFICE - NIGHT

EDDIE
Look, I was gonna go over to Chez
Maurice for a late supper. Why
don't you come along and tell me
about your personal situation.

McCALL
Sounds like a plan.

Eddie indicates the private exit.

EDDIE
My car's right outside.

McCALL
(stands)
I have to go get my purse. I
left it with the bartender.

She starts for the door.

ANGLE - A TRASH CAN

Typhoon lifts the lid, rummages inside, finds an empty
bottle. He SMASHES it on the pavement as he KICKS the can.

INT. EDDIE'S OFFICE - DAY

Eddie reacts to the SOUND, moves toward the door.

INT. SHAKERS' - NIGHT - ANGLE ON HUNTER

at the bar. McCall stands next to him.

EDDIE
Yeah. What is it?

TYPHOON'S VOICE
Somebody run into your car!

EDDIE
What?!

Eddie unlocks the door, shoves it open.

EXT. SHAKERS'- NIGHT - ON THE PRIVATE ENTRANCE

As he swings the door open:

EDDIE
What happened?!

He sees Typhoon and reaches for a pistol inside his jacket.
Typhoon nails him with a right hook and takes the gun away.

TYPHOON
Let's go for a ride.

The door SLAMS shut. Typhoon muscles a stunned Eddie toward
the Cadillac.

INT. EDDIE'S OFFICE – NIGHT

Rasco opens the door, lets McCall in.

RASCO
Mr. Z...?

They look around. No sign of Eddie. Rasco pulls a pistol,
runs to the private entrance, jerks the door open.

HIS POV - THE PARKING LOT

Typhoon is STARTING up the Caddy. Eddie is sitting on the
passenger side, looking groggy.

RESUME – RASCO

He takes aim.

RASCO
Hold it!

OMIT

INT. CADILLAC - NIGHT

Typhoon peels rubber as he points the gun out the window.
Eddie takes the opportunity to jerk on the door handle and
jump out.

EXT. PARKING LOT - NIGHT - ON RASCO

He FIRES.

OMIT

THE CADILLAC

skids around the corner of the building and out of sight,

EDDIE

lies on the pavement. McCall runs up to him.

McCALL
What happened?! Are you alright?

Eddie sits up, rubs his shoulder.

EDDIE
(moans)
Some junkie...tried to mug me...

RASCO
runs around the corner of the building.

OMIT

ANGLE - THE CADILLAC

As it disappears down the street.

END OF ACT THREE

FADE OUT


*************************************************************

ACT FOUR

FADE IN:

OMITTED

EXT. SHAKERS' – DAY

PAN off the building to Hunter's car as it drives by.

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY - DRIVING

Hunter is behind the wheel. McCall, once again wearing the
same wig, rides next to him.

HUNTER

So the late supper got changed to
an early brunch...?

McCALL

Yeah. Mr. Z suddenly lost his
appetite. I guess he needed a
little time alone to lick his wounds.

Hunter pulls over and parks down the block from Shakers'.
McCall toys with a sophisticated-looking miniature homing
device that she takes from her purse.

McCALL
I always feel like I'm in a
James Bond movie when we
requisition these things.

HUNTER
Look, there's no way I can
maintain a visual on you. And
I'm not gonna just cut you loose.
(points)
Besides, it's got the C.I.A. stamp
of approval.

Me CALL
(slips it in
her purse)
The latest in designer spookware.

HUNTER
Just don't let anybody snatch
your purse. I'll be following
them around all week.

Hunter switches on a monitor, positions it on the seat
between them, adjusts a dial.

INSERT - MONITOR SCREEN

A dot FLASHES at the Center of the display. Concentric
circles surround it. It gives out an intermittent high
pitched BEEP.

RESUME SCENE

McCALL
Aw...you're playing my song.
(getting out)
Don't stray too far.

HUNTER
One mile max.

Hunter switches off the BEEPING as she closes the door.

EXT. SIDEWALK - DAY – McCALL

hoofs it down the street toward Shakers'.

OMITTED

EXT. SHAKERS' - DAY – McCALL

walks up and enters the building.

ANGLE - TYPHOON

watches from a doorway across the street. He steps out and
heads toward Hunter's car.

EXT. SHAKERS' - DAY - McCALL AND RASCO

step outside. WIDEN as a Mercedes sedan immediately pulls
up. Rasco opens the rear door for McCall. She hesitates.

McCALL
Where are you taking me?

RASCO
To see Mr. Z .

McCALL
Where is he?

RASCO
In a private place.

As she gets in:

RASCO
After last night he's become
more...security 'conscientious'.

McCALL
(uneasy)
Right.

Rasco closes the door, goes around, gets in the other side,

OMITTED

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY - ON HUNTER

He HEARS the door open. WIDEN as he turns quickly to see
Typhoon get in the back seat, pistol leveled.

TYPHOON
I be takin' that lift now, Hunter.

He closes the door.

HUNTER
Come on, man...you're in
enough trouble already. Don't
make it any worse on yourself.

Typhoon reaches forward, grabs the radio mike. As he jerks
the cord loose:

TYPHOON
I'll take your gun too.

Hunter twists in his seat, looks ready to kill. Typhoon
presses his gun to Hunter's neck.

TYPHOON
I got one murder beef hanging
over my head now! You don't
wanta be number two, do you?!

OMITTED

INSERT - THE MONITOR

The dot begins to move away from center screen.

RESUME SCENE

HUNTER
(seething)
There's only one reason I'm doing
this — my partner's more important
than this gun.

He reaches for his pistol.

TYPHOON
Easy! Two fingers. Lift it
out real slow.

Hunter does so. Typhoon takes the gun, sticks it in his own
belt. Hunter puts the car in gear, pulls out.

EXT. CITY STREETS - DAY - SERIES OF SHOTS

as Hunter's car navigates the streets.

EXT. MERCEDES – DAY

as the car drives onto a highway, heads north,

INSERT - THE MONITOR

The blip maintains a steady position at twelve o'clock.

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY – DRIVING

Hunter pulls onto the highway.

HUNTER
Use your head, will you? Think
it over. You're making a big
mistake.

TYPHOON
I been thinkin' it over... for
eight years! Eddie Zabinsky is
the scumbag that killed my manager.
Now he be tryin' to kill me! There
ain't but one way to settle it!

HUNTER
How do you know it was him?!

TYPHOON
Sporty James ratted on him. I
'inspired' him to tell me who
it was.

HUNTER
You don't have to kill Zabinsky.
Give me the gun. Let me make the
collar.

TYPHOON
(scoffs)
What chu gonna bust him on?!
Sporty ain't gonna testify against
him! You ain't got no evidence!
Sheee...you oughta be thankin' me,
Hunter. I'm gonna make your whole
life a lot simpler.

EXT. MERCEDES - DAY

The car drives off the highway and into the hills.

INSERT - THE MONITOR

The blip moves accordingly.

EXT. HUNTER'S CAR – DAY

It exits the highway and takes the same route into the hills

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY - DRIVING

HUNTER
Listen to me. You shoot Zabinsky
and you go right back behind bars
for the rest of your life...if you
don't get killed trying.

TYPHOON
It don't matter no more. He
killed Josie. I don't care what
happens. It's gonna be worth it
just to blow him to hell and gone.

EXT. HILLSIDE HOME - DAY

The Mercedes turns into the private drive and disappears
into the trees.

INSERT - THE MONITOR

The dot on the screen drops down closer to the bull's eye.
Hunter flips a switch. A BEEPING SOUND becomes gradually
HIGHER PITCHED.

EXT. HILLSIDE HOME - DAY - THE MERCEDES

parks. Rasco gets out, opens the door for McCall. As
she steps out:

Me CALL
Where are we?

RASCO
Out in the country.

EXT. HUNTER'S CAR — DAY

It cruises by the entrance to the drive.

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY

Hunter looks around as the BEEPING begins to DROP IN PITCH.
Hunter hits the brakes, pulls onto the shoulder.

HUNTER
They turned off.

TYPHOON
Keep drivin'!

HUNTER
Forget it! McCall's back there!

TYPHOON
I said keep drivin'!
(cocks pistol)
Or I'll blow your head off,
I swear I will!

Hunter grits his teeth, pulls back onto the road.

EXT. HILLSIDE HOME - DAY - ON THE PATIO

at the top of a long flight of steps. Eddie is on the phone
He looks concerned, nods, hangs up, puts on a smile.

EDDIE
(calls)
Come on up and have some lunch.

ANGLE – McCALL

at the bottom of the steps. She starts the climb.

IN THE DRIVEWAY

Rasco and the Driver take sentry positions.

EXT. CANYON ROAD - DAY - HUNTER'S CAR

continues along the winding route.

INSERT - THE MONITOR

The blip is flashing at the bottom of the screen.

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY - DRIVING

TYPHOON
Pull over.

Hunter checks the rear-view mirror, SLAMS on the brakes,
spins the wheel.

EXT. HUNTER'S CAR – DAY

The vehicle goes skidding sideways along the shoulder.

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY

Typhoon SLAMS against the door. Hunter fights the wheel,
brings the car to a stop. Typhoon regains his balance,
swings the pistol wildly as Hunter dives for him. Hunter
catches a gun barrel across the head, slumps onto the front
seat. Typhoon opens the driver's door, shoves Hunter out.

EXT. ROADSIDE - DAY - HUNTER

tumbles onto the shoulder, semi-conscious, tries to get up,
collapses to the ground. The door SLAMS shut.

ANGLE - HUNTER'S CAR

Typhoon shoves it in gear, peels out, heading back the way
they came.

ANGLE - HUNTER

struggles to his feet, touches his head gingerly, shakes off
the pain and starts to jog back up the road.

EXT. HILLSIDE HOME - DAY - ON THE PATIO

McCall reaches the top of the stairs where Eddie is waiting.

McCALL
(out of breath)
Whew... that's quite a climb.

EDDIE
Sorry about the inconvenience.
It may seem a little paranoid but
I decided to take some precautions.

McCALL
(looks down)
Well, you oughta feel safe here.

INSERT - MONITOR

The dot is at the center of the screen.

INT. HUNTER'S CAR - DAY - TYPHOON

turns up a side road, pulls into the trees, stops. He looks
up the side of the hill.

HIS POV - THE HILLSIDE HOME

Peeking through the treetops.

RESUME TYPHOON

He pockets his gun, gets out of the car, starts up a path
through the trees.

EXT. CANYON ROAD - DAY - HUNTER

runs along the shoulder. A car drives up. Hunter stops,
waves and tries to thumb it down. The car HONKS and
accelerates. Hunter starts running again.

EXT. PATIO - DAY

McCall hangs her purse on the side of the chairback,
takes a seat at the table. Eddie steps up behind her,
puts his hands on her shoulders.

EDDIE
I had my people do a background
on you this morning. They just
called me with the report.

McCALL
(uneasy)
Oh yeah? So what's the verdict?

EDDIE
You came up pretty slim on
references. I'm gonna have to
check your I.D.

He lifts her purse off the chair. McCall swings around.

McCALL
That's my personal property!
Give it here!

EDDIE
Just a second, honey...

He reaches in the purse, pulls out her pistol. McCall
slumps back in her chair.

EXT. HILLSIDE TRAIL - DAY – TYPHOON

climbs the steep path, stops, takes a breather, climbs on.

EXT. CANYON ROAD - DAY - HUNTER

is running along the shoulder. He takes off his jacket,
tosses it aside, picks up speed.

EXT. PATIO - DAY

McCall is handcuffed to a chair, hands behind her back.
The contents of her purse are strewn on the table.

McCALL
Holding a police officer captive
is the same thing as kidnapping.
You're looking at a death penalty...

EDDIE
Shut up with that crap or you're
gonna be a dead police officer!

He slides McCall's gun, key ring and I.D. aside on the table,
picks up the homing device.

EDDIE
What is this thing?

He throws it down, SMASHES it.

EDDIE
Answer me! Who knows you're here?!

TYPHOON'S VOICE
I do.

Eddie whirls around.

HIS POV – TYPHOON

stands at the edge of the patio, gun leveled.

EDDIE

glances at McCall's pistol on the table.

THE SCENE - INCLUDE TYPHOON

who sees Eddie's intent.

TYPHOON
(re: McCall's gun)
Go ahead. Try for it. I don't
mind shootin' you in self-defense,

As Eddie decides against it...

IN THE DRIVEWAY

Rasco glances at his watch, looks around.

RASCO
(to Driver)
I'm gonna cruise upstairs, check
around back.

The Driver gives him a 'thumbs up' sign. Rasco starts up
the steps.

EXT. PATIO - DAY

Eddie is on his knees. Typhoon has his pistol pointed at the
back of Eddie's bowed head.

EDDIE
(whimpering, to McCall)
Tell him not to do it... Talk
to him...You're a cop...

McCALL
Don't shoot! Let me arrest him!

EDDIE

Listen to her! Do like she says!
She'll put me in jail! You don't
wanta kill me!

TYPHOON
You wrong there.

ANGLE – RASCO

is climbing the steps.

EXT. CANYON ROAD - DAY - HUNTER

cuts across the road, ducks into the trees. He makes his
way through the brush, peers out.

HIS POV - THE DRIVEWAY

The Driver is leaning on the fender of the Mercedes nearby.
A pistol is visible in his waistband.

RESUME HUNTER

He moves stealthily toward the vehicle.

ON THE PATIO

Typhoon cocks the hammer of his gun.

EDDIE
(screams)
I confess!
(to McCall)
You're my witness! I admit
everything! He didn't do it!
Oh God help me!

TYPHOON
Save your breath. You be talkin' to
him up close in just a second.

ANGLE – RASCO

hears this, pulls his gun and starts running up the steps.

EXT. DRIVEWAY - DAY - ON THE MERCEDES

The Driver is leaning against the fender. Hunter pops up
from the other side of the car, grabs him from behind, jerks
him backwards onto the hood, punches him out. He pulls the
pistol out of the Driver's waistband.

ANGLE – RASCO

is almost to the top of the steps. He stops short as he HEAR:

TYPHOON'S VOICE
You killed my manager! I wanta
hear you say it!

EDDIE'S VOICE
No! No! It was Rasco! Jerry Rasco!

ON THE PATIO

TYPHOON

Who?!

EDDIE
Jerry Rasco! Oh God...oh please...
don't shoot!

TYPHOON
Rasco?! He works for you!

EDDIE
Yeah, but he was just supposed,
to lean on him a little. I
didn't know he was gonna kill
the guy...He went kinda crazy.

TYPHOON
(sarcastic)
So it wasn't your fault...?

EDDIE
No, it wasn't...I swear...Oh please believe me,

TYPHOON
And you didn't kill Josie either...?

EDDIE
No...it was him! He did it!
He's the one you want, not me!

TYPHOON
You miserable *******...! You
gonna try and tell me he put out
a contract on me too?

He shoves Eddie with his foot. Eddie sprawls on the deck.

TYPHOON
You not worth shootin'. I ain't
goin' back to prison for wastin'
a piece of sludge like you.

He puts the pistol in his belt, picks up a key ring and
moves around behind McCall to unlock her handcuffs.

ANGLE – HUNTER

is at the foot of the stairs.

EDDIE

rolls over, looks OFF CAMERA.

EDDIE
(relieved)
Rasco! Thank God...

ANGLE – RASCO

steps up onto the patio, gun leveled.

RASCO
He's wrong. You're just
barely worth shootin'.

ANGLE – EDDIE

on his hands and knees.

EDDIE
No! I didn't mean it! He had
a gun to my head!

ON RASCO

RASCO
Me too.

He FIRES.

EDDIE

takes the HIT. He flops over, dead.

RASCO

raises his pistol toward Typhoon and McCall,

HUNTER

is running up the stairs. He aims at Rasco,

HUNTER
Drop it!

RASCO

wheels and FIRES at Hunter.

HUNTER

ducks and FIRES.

RASCO

takes the HIT. and topples down the stairs.

HUNTER

moves aside to avoid Rasco's falling body.

ANGLE - RASCO'S BODY

lies twisted and broken at the bottom of the steps.

FADE OUT

END OF ACT FOUR



TAG

FADE IN

EXT. POLICE STATION - DAY – ESTABLISHING

As we PUSH IN on the building:

TYPHOON'S VOICE
Where you takin' me anyway?

INT. POLICE STATION - DAY - CORRIDOR

A uniformed MARSHAL escorts a handcuffed Typhoon Thompson
wearing county jail denim down the hall. He stops at
a closed door.

MARSHAL
Right here.

He unlocks the handcuffs, pulls the door open. Typhoon
steps through the doorway cautiously.

INTERROGATION ROOM

Typhoon enters. Hunter and McCall are across a table
from him.

TYPHOON
Hunter?! I didn't think I was
gonna hafta look at you again.

HUNTER
You oughta be glad to see
me. I got good news for you.

He slides an envelope across the table to Typhoon. Typhoon
eyes it suspiciously.

TYPHOON
Maybe I oughta talk to a
lawyer first. What is it?

McCALL
It's a pardon. From the
governor.

HUNTER
You're a free man.

TYPHOON
(opening the envelope)
You tryin' to mess with my
head? This some kinda jive-***
po-lice joke?

McCALL
It's the truth. Believe it.
You're free. All charges have
been dropped.

TYPHOON
(reading it)
It is real, ain't it? It's
really a pardon.
(turns)
I can walk right outta here.

He starts to open the door.

HUNTER
Hey! Don't say thank you or
anything!

TYPHOON
'Thank you'...? I never killed
nobody. I paid eight years for
your mistake. Hell, if I hadn'ta
tracked down Eddie Zabinsky, he'd
still be on the street. What chu
want me to thank you for?

McCALL
For going to Sacramento. For
talking to the governor.

HUNTER
We got you off, you ungrateful
****! You coulda gone down for
kidnapping...

McCALL
Assault and battery...

HUNTER
Violation of parole. Possession
of a firearm...

TYPHOON
(re McCall)
I used the 'firearm' to save her
life.

McCALL
(mellowing)
I know. I told that to the
governor. I think it might've
made the difference.

Looks are exchanged. Typhoon nods and opens the door. He
stops and turns back toward them.

TYPHOON
Okay, Hunter...
(the supreme sacrifice)
...I owe you one.

ON HUNTER AND McCALL

As they exchange a look that says, "Can you believe this
guy?" —

FREEZE FRAME

FADE OUT.

THE END


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