Five Television Plays (David Mamet) (17 page)

R
OBBER:
Alright.

(
GOLDBLUME
stops digging. Beat.
)

G
OLDBLUME:
And, and, and, that's it. Now you're going to kill me?

R
OBBER:
Oh, man, you know I
have
to kill you . . .

G
OLDBLUME:
You have to kill me?

R
OBBER:
Kidnapped a cop! Man . . . the climate in this state, that's . . . you know that I have to kill you. They catch me, they're going to kill
me, what
are you talking about?

G
OLDBLUME:
And what about if you didn't, if you
didn't
kidnap a cop. They, I know who you are . . .

R
OBBER:
You know who I am.

G
OLDBLUME:
They want you for those
currency
exchange . . .

R
OBBER:
And what do you know about me?

G
OLDBLUME:
A description.

R
OBBER:
A description.

G
OLDBLUME:
We don't know your
name,
we . . .

R
OBBER:
What are you tellin’ me . . . ?

G
OLDBLUME:
I'm telling you that no one has
anything.
They have an M.O. You lay off, you
move
off, and I'm going to let this go.

R
OBBER:
You're going to let what go?

G
OLDBLUME:
I'm sposed to be hunting. No one knows where I am. Nobody knows. Nobody saw me get into that car, No One Knows Where I Am. If I go
back
tomorrow. I can go back, and this never happened. You
take
the car. Take the car, take the . . . it has guns in it, food, take it. I stopped by the road, I'll say I stopped, and you have hours, “Someone stole my car.” (
Beat.
) You hear what I'm saying?

R
OBBER:
I
kidnapped
you, man.

G
OLDBLUME:
No
kidnapping. No. No . . . I Never Saw You. I saw you in a
lineup
I'd say . . . I never saw, I never saw this man before. You're a face on a circular. Look, look, look . . . what's in it for you? No kidnapping. No federal, no capital offense, you
know,
you know if you
do
this: you know they'll find you. I'm saying: Go Free: whatever
it
is that you want. That you want to do, you
do
it. I'm saying, all I'm saying:
leave
me here. I'm
begging
you. And something in it for
both
of us. You do what you want, but I'm saying . . . this, this, this is the right thing for us both.

R
OBBER:
You know that I can't believe you, man.

G
OLDBLUME:
It's the right
thing.
You know it is. Now you don't want to kill me. You want to ... because you'd be killing us both.
Think
about you. I never saw you. I never saw you. (G
OLDBLUME
sits down on the edge of the grave and hangs his head.
) I never saw you, this never happened, and you can go free, I never was kidnapped, I never saw you . . . (
He tenses up.
)

EXTERIOR: WOODS. DAY.

The three cops moving slowly through the woods.
J
ABLONSKI
hand-signals them to look ahead. They look ahead.

Angle point of view: A buck, his head down, in a thicket ahead.

Angle: The men signal
H
ILL
to move ahead and take a shot.
H
ILL
moves slowly forward, starts to bring his rifle up and takes a step.
H
ILL
screams.

H
ILL:
Oh my God!!!

(
The two other men run up to him.
)

J
ABLONSKI:
What is it . . . ???

RENKO:
Bobby!!! Bobby!!! What is it???

H
ILL:
I stepped on a . . .I stepped on a . . .I got a damn
spike
through my foot!!!

(
He continues moaning as the two men start to minister to him.
)

EXTERIOR: ROADSIDE. DAY.

G
OLDBLUME,
his head down, still on the edge of the grave. Beat. He hears the sound of a car driving away. Beat. He starts to cry. He raises his head.

Angle:
G
OLDBLUME
on the grave. He looks around him. He is alone. The car is gone. He slowly gets up out of the grave. He is still crying. He quiets himself. He starts back to the road. It is just dawn. Camera follows him out to the road. He sees a car coming down the road. He holds out his thumb. The car does not stop. Hold. Another car comes down the road.
G
OLDBLUME
waves his arms. The car does not stop.
G
OLDBLUME
hangs his head. Tries to get his breathing under control. He hears another car. Raises his head. He hunts in his pockets, holds up his shield. As the sound of the car approaches, he screams:

G
OLDBLUME:
Won't somebody
help
me??? Isn't anybody going to
help me???
I'm
a.police
officer!!!

INTERIOR: RUN-DOWN CABIN. DAY.

All of the hunting paraphernalia and foodstuffs have been packed.
H
ILL
is sitting on the table, his foot is being bandaged by
R
ENKO.

H
ILL:
Hell of an ending for a weekend in the country.

R
ENKO:
Well, these things
happen,
my boy.

H
ILL:
Should've looked where I was going.

J
ABLONSKI:
Can't look where you're going, look at the deer the same time . . .

H
ILL:
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh man, I'm going to get
tetanus,
get a “shot, “ walk with my
foot
in a cast for the whole time . . .

R
ENKO:
What is life without adventure . . . ?

J
ABLONSKI:
Come on, I want to
get
you to a hospital . . .

H
ILL:
No
.
I'm fine, I'm fine, man, don't go make a spectacle of me . . . let's get the place straightened out, and then we'll head back to town.

(R
ENKO
holds up a four-inch rusty spike.
)

R
ENKO:
I'm going to
save
this spike, Bobby Hill, get it mounted on a big plush plaque, hang in your knotty-pine den as a memento of our Hunting Trip.

J
ABLONSKI:
And
wasn't
that buck something?

R
ENKO:
Had
to go six points, a hundred ninety pounds.

H
ILL:
Hundred ninety, are you guys
nuts?
That there was a
ten
point buck, over two hundred five, two hundred ten pounds, man, I got the glass on him, he blotted out the sky . . . !

R
ENKO:
He's
still there, Babe.
He's
still there, next week, week after.

H
ILL:
When
we all going to get free time together again . . . ?

R
ENKO:
Then we will bear him in our memory.

INTERIOR: HILL STREET SQUAD ROOM. DAY.

A hubbub at the front desk.
G
OLDBLUME
comes in, disheveled.

K
HAKI
O
FFICER:
Lieutenant Goldblume, we didn't expect you ‘til . . .

G
OLDBLUME:
Well you know, I . . . I'd like the form “carrying a backup gun . . .” Could you please . . .

(
He points toward his office, and continues there. Camera follows
B
ATES
over to him.
)

B
ATES:
Surprised to see you back, Lieutenant. Hope things went well with your secret Society of Hunters.

G
OLDBLUME:
Yeah, my car was stolen. I never
got
th . . .

B
ATES:
Your
car
was stolen . . . ?

(B
ELKER
walks outside the office. To
B
ATES:
)

B
ELKER:
Sarge? Could I talk to you a moment. You're back early, Lieutenant? Any luck . . . ?

(B
ELKER
and
B
ATES
walk off.
G
OLDBLUME
fumbles his key right out of his pocket. Unlocks his desk, takes out a revolver from the desk drawer. Opens it, checks that it is unloaded. He takes out a box of shells and loads the revolver. As he is loading it the
K
HAKI
O
FFICER
enters.
)

K
HAKI
O
FFICER:
Form, Back-up Revolver, carrying of.

(
He puts the form on the desk.
G
OLDBLUME
finishes loading the revolver, puts it in his holster.
)

G
OLDBLUME:
Thank you.

K
HAKI
O
FFICER:
And, sir, you will have to schedule time at the range, and qualify to . . .

G
OLDBLUME:
Yes, yes, let's do that right now.

K
HAKI
O
FFICER:
I can . . .

(G
OLDBLUME
gets up and walks the
K
HAKI
O
FFICER
out of his office. Camera follows
G
OLDBLUME.
)

G
OLDBLUME:
Let's do that right away, tell them I can come right down . . .

(
They go back to the front desk, passing
B
UNTZ.
)

B
UNTZ:
Get ‘em already, Lieutenant. Am I going to walk out that door and see a hundred twelve pound buck strapped on the fenders of your car . . . ?

(
At the front desk, the
K
HAKI
O
FFICER
calls the range to make an appointment for
G
OLDBLUME.
G
OLDBLUME
looks on.
)

K
HAKI
O
FFICER
(
on phone
): . . . he's free to . . .

G
OLDBLUME:
I'm free right now, I can come right down and . . .

(
He hears a voice over his shoulder.
)

V
OICE
(
Proprietor of Currency Exchange
): They said that he was probably still in the area.

(G
OLDBLUME
turns and sees the
P
ROPRIETOR.
Beat.
)

P
ROPRIETOR:
They said he was probably in the area the whole time. You could of seen him on the street. (
The
P
ROPRIETOR
holds up the composite circular of the
R
OBBER.
) You could of even gotten a
look
at him.

G
OLDBLUME:
I didn't see
anyone
on the street.

P
ROPRIETOR:
They said come down, look at
mug
books. I said “Yes, it's going to help you
catch
that guy, you
bet
I will, before he . . .”

G
OLDBLUME:
Uh-huh . . .

P
ROPRIETOR:
Before he
kills
someone . . .

(
The
O
FFICER
escorting the
P
ROPRIETOR
takes him by the arm.
)

O
FFICER:
This way, sir.

P
ROPRIETOR:
And, you
ask
me, though you
didn't
ask me, I think that you should have stayed to
help.
(
The
P
ROPRIETOR
walks off.
)

K
HAKI
O
FFICER
(
to
G
OLDBLUME
)
:
One thirty this afternoon. Range qualifying session.

G
OLDBLUME:
Thank you. (G
OLDBLUME
starts to walk, somewhat shakily, back to his office. Camera follows. Over his shoulder:
) Could someone get me a form, please, for a stolen car . . .

(
Camera follows him into his office. He locks the door behind him, sits at his desk. He looks through a group of papers on his desk. Takes one out, looks at it.
)

(
Angle point of view: It is the composite drawing of the
R
OBBER.
)

(
Angle:
G
OLDBLUME
looking at the drawing. He hears a knocking at his door. He looks up.
)

(
Angle point of view: It is Captain
F
URRILLO
knocking at the door.
G
OLDBLUME
guiltily shuffles the drawing back into the stack. He goes up and opens the door.
F
URRILLO
enters.
)

F
URRILLO:
You're back early.

G
OLDBLUME:
I, well,
you
know.

F
URRILLO:
I wanted to thank you, for giving the speech.

G
OLDBLUME:
Um-hmmm.

F
URRILLO:
I think . . . it took a little bit of
courage
to talk to those kids about some serious stuff. (
Beat.
) Are you alright?