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"BLIND TRUST" FADE IN:
EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE, 1983 -- EVENING A typical house in a pleasant suburban neighborhood. Spielberg country.
INT. BENOIT HOME -- EVENING Whack! A pick axe slams into a sofa, barely missing MELINDA BENOIT. Sixteen, pretty, and athletic, Melinda scrambles over the sofa, escapes the swinging pick axe. She runs to...
INT. BEDROOM -- EVENING Slams the door closed, no lock, wedges her body against it. Scared to death.
INT. BENOIT HOME -- EVENING The KILLER climbs over the sofa in pursuit. We can't see the Killer's face, only the garden gloved hands holding the pick axe and an occasional flash of long hair. The Killer SLAMS his body against the bedroom door.
INT. BEDROOM -- EVENING Melinda scoots as the door is forced a few inches open. She presses back on the door, closing it. WHAM! It's slammed open again. Melinda tries pressing it closed, but the Killer's gloved hand reaches in and grabs her. Yanks on her hair. Melinda screams and slams the door closed on the Killer's hand.
INT. BENOIT HOME -- EVENING The Killer withdraws his hand, raises the pick axe. 2.
INT. BEDROOM -- EVENING The door SPLINTERS over Melinda. She screams, scrambles away. Spots the telephone on the night stand, crawls to it as the pick axe splinters away at the door. In the bed, her parents MR. & MRS. BENOIT lay dead. Melinda grabs the (rotary) phone, starts dialing 911. The door rips open, the Killer enters, pick axe swinging. Melinda lets go of the phone, hides under the bed. The Killer hits the hang up bar on the phone, returns handset to cradle, reaches under the bed for Melinda. Melinda crawls away from the searching hand. She crawls to the left side of the bed, the gloved hand reaches in from the left. She crawls to the right side of the bed, the hand reaches from the right. In the center of the bed, out of reach of the sides. Safe. Until the gloved hands grab her ankles and YANK her out from under the bed. Melinda screams as the pick axe falls.
EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE, 1983 -- EVENING A siren screams as a Santa Mira sheriff's car pulls up.
INT. BENOIT HOME -- EVENING A pair of SHERIFFs cautiously enter the house, guns drawn. Used to breaking up domestic disputes and making sure drunks don't drive home, they aren't prepared for all of the blood. Sitting on the floor, singing a childish lullaby, is YOUNG ROGER Grandfort. Fifteen years old, long hair, baby faced. Clothes blood stained, the pick axe lays on the floor nearby. YOUNG ROGER (sings lullaby) Hush little dreamer, off to sleep. No reason to fear the shadow's creep. Drift little sleeper, off to dreams. Slumber through the midnight screams...
(CONTINUED) 3.
SHERIFF #1 keeps his gun on Young Roger as SHERIFF #2 looks into the bedroom... almost gets sick. SHERRIFF #2 (O.S.) Roger? Roger? What have you done? Young Roger keeps singing the lullaby as Sheriff #1 and Sheriff #2 cuff him, and lead him away from the carnage.
EXT. GRANDFORT HACIENDA -- DAY Elegant, secluded. The Grandfort family built Santa Mira, and lives in the single story palace on the outskirts.
INT. LIVING ROOM -- DAY Small town Attorney DON LARRUE paces across from wealthy widow MRS. GRANDFORT, who relaxes on a divan. MRS. GRANDFORT But Roger says he's innocent. Attractive, early forties, she's used to getting her way. Unhappy at this situation. LARRUE Ruth, he was at the house... MRS. GRANDFORT He went to see that daughter of theirs, found them all dead. LARRUE He had the victim's blood on his clothes... A servant, CASSY, enters with a tray of iced tea and glasses. MRS. GRANDFORT Thank you, Cassy. You may leave. She pours a glass from the pitcher. MRS. GRANDFORT Iced tea? LARRUE No. (beat) Roger has been in trouble before.
(CONTINUED) 4.
MRS. GRANDFORT Drugs, drink, brawling. Youthful indiscretions. Nothing like this. Why would he want to kill that girl? LARRUE She was two months pregnant. His child, he admits it. Maybe she refused to get an abortion. Wanted him to marry her. I don't know, and Roger isn't talking. MRS. GRANDFORT He said he's innocent. LARRUE Melinda put up a hell of a fight. Scratched the killer. Had his blood under her fingernails. Roger's blood. MRS. GRANDFORT How can you know that? LARRUE The Benoit family are Type A, Roger is O negative. Mrs. Grandfort sets her iced tea down. Worried. LARRUE The blood evidence ties him to the crime. So does the murder weapon. It was the pick axe from your shed. (beat) He brought the weapon with him. That's premeditation. MRS. GRANDFORT Do you think he did this? LARRUE (reluctant) Yes. MRS. GRANDFORT My God. (beat) What should I do? LARRUE The DA's going to try him as an adult, maybe even go for the death penalty. (MORE)
(CONTINUED) 5.
LARRUE (CONT'D) (beat) I'm good for contracts and wills, but Roger's going to need a big gun lawyer for this. Someone like F. Lee Baily. MRS. GRANDFORT I don't know. LARRUE You can afford it. He's your son. MRS. GRANDFORT Is he? How could my son do something like this? My own flesh and blood. Larrue touches her shoulder, then leaves.
EXT. COURTHOUSE -- DAY Flashbulbs pop nearby. TIGHT ON: TV news REPORTER in front of the courthouse. Commotion in the back ground. REPORTER After deliberating for less than an hour, the jury has found fifteen year old Roger Grandfort guilty of three counts of first degree murder. Courtroom sketch of Young Roger. REPORTER Even though these were the most brutal killings in the history of Santa Mira, in fact, in the history of Kern County, Judge Hitchcock's sentence of life in prison without the possibility of parole showed great leniency. Courtroom sketch of the judge. REPORTER This young man will... (commotion) They're bringing him out of the courtroom, now. Young Roger in shackles. Microphone thrust in his face.
(CONTINUED) 6.
REPORTER Roger, do you have any... YOUNG ROGER I didn't kill those people. Tell my mother I'm innocent. Mother?
INT. LIVING ROOM -- DAY Mrs. Grandfort turns off the news report. Pain changes to determination. Resolve. MRS. GRANDFORT I don't have a son anymore. She packs the last photos of Young Roger into a box, gestures for Cassy to take the stack of boxes. MRS. GRANDFORT Cassy, put these things in storage.
EXT. GRANDFORT HACIENDA -- DAY Cassy carries the boxes out of the house, past the fountain, across the grounds, to the barn.
EXT. BARN -- DAY Cassy opens the storm cellar doors, climbs down.
INT. STORM CELLAR -- DAY Cassy climbs down the stairs to the dark, spooky, cellar. Places the boxes in a storage area of the cellar. Climbs the stairs back to the surface. Every trace of Mrs. Grandfort's son Roger in storage. Forever. FADE OUT. FADE IN:
EXT. SOLEDAD PRISON -- DAY Establishing shot of the prison. Title is supered: SEVENTEEN YEARS LATER 7.
INT. JAIL CELL -- DAY "Grandfort" is stenciled on the back of the denim shirt. When a shadow falls over him, he looks up. GUARD (O.S.) Grandfort, Roger. ROGER is no longer a baby faced fifteen year old. His hair is short, face lean, eyes cold. ROGER What do you want? GUARD (O.S.) Warden wants to see you.
INT. WARDEN'S OFFICE -- DAY State flag and American flag hang limp behind WARDEN AHERNE. A picture of the President on the wall. Roger sits across the desk from him, in shackles. ROGER This about my DNA test? WARDEN Grandfort, you know what I did before I became a warden? ROGER Runway model? WARDEN I used to own a little motel in Fairvale. On the old highway. Quiet little place. Peaceful. That's the way I like it. ROGER Is there a point? WARDEN I hate to see my guests leave so soon after arriving. You've only been in this facility... ROGER One year, seven months, fifteen days. WARDEN Right. (CONTINUED) 8.
ROGER But I had fifteen plus up in Q. That's a lot of time for an innocent man. WARDEN What makes you think you're innocent? ROGER Did the tests come back or not? WARDEN Except for your attitude, Grandfort, you've been a fairly peaceful guest. ROGER Do I have a choice? The Warden flips through Roger's file. WARDEN Your jacket makes you sound like a model prisoner. Never mentions that smart mouth of yours. (beat) How come you were such a saint up at San Quentin and such a hardass here? ROGER My inner child has been acting up. The Warden controls his anger. Barely. Studies Grandfort. WARDEN When they shipped you here, your prison bus had a little mishap. Some of the men tried to escape. But three of you stayed with the bus. ROGER We were hurt. WARDEN A lot of guys were hurt. Drayton ran almost forty miles with a busted leg. ROGER He's a show off. WARDEN Now, I can understand Vilette and Murphy staying with the bus, they're short timers, but you're here for life. Why didn't you run when you had the chance? (CONTINUED) 9.
ROGER I'm an innocent man, Warden. WARDEN Didn't you want to escape? Find the real killer? Bring him to justice? ROGER Bullshit. If I'd have run, the minute you guys caught me I'd be back in slam for life, real killer or not. (beat) Only way I can prove I'm innocent is to prove that blood evidence is wrong. (beat) Seventeen years ago the best they could do was match blood types. I was convicted because I had the same type blood as the killer... so did a few hundred other people in town. (beat) Now they can compare the DNA. Narrow down those few hundred people with the killer's blood type to the one guy who did it. Almost a hundred percent accuracy. A God damned miracle of modern science. WARDEN You demanded a DNA test at the State's expense. We gave you one. ROGER So? Did I kill all those people? WARDEN (studies him) (long beat) No match. ROGER (smiles) Said I was innocent. No one believed me. My own mother disowned me. Didn't want the scandal of having a hard timer for a son. Pretty cold hearted. WARDEN She's your mother. The only family you've got. Remember that. ROGER Right. They going to try me again, or let me walk? (CONTINUED) 10.
The Warden pulls some forms from the file. WARDEN Your release papers. I wanted to keep you. Drill a little respect into you. Make you lose that attitude. ROGER When can I leave? WARDEN Tomorrow morning. The state's providing you with a suit of clothes and five hundred dollars. But first you have to sign this. Shoves a form across to Roger. ROGER What is it? WARDEN Waver, absolving the State of any civil and criminal false imprisonment charges. ROGER You take seventeen years of my life, treat me like a dog, and you want me to just forgive you? Pretend it didn't happen? WARDEN Your family's rich. You don't need the money. I can't let you leave until you've signed the paper. Roger thinks about it for a moment, then grabs a pen. ROGER Now get me the hell out of here. (soft) I want to go home. See my mom. The signed form goes back in the file. THE FILE Has a label: Roger Grandfort, prisoner ID # 7559292. The label looks fairly new, even though the file has seventeen years of wear and tear on it. 11.
INT. JAIL CELL -- NIGHT Roger lays in bed smoking. Smiling. Then he laughs. FADE OUT. FADE IN:
EXT. SOLEDAD PRISON -- MORNING Establishing shot of the prison.
INT. JAIL CELL -- DAY Roger is dressed in a cheap suit, clunky leather shoes. A small carry bag contains all of his belongings. GUARD (O.S.) You ready to go, Grandfort? ROGER I've been ready for the past 17 years. Roger grabs his bag, the cell door CLANKS open.
EXT. GREYHOUND BUS -- DAY The bus doors clank open, and Roger steps off the bus with his carry bag. The bus roars away.
EXT. SUBURBAN STREET -- DAY Roger walks along the street. Takes off the prison-bought neck tie, throws the suit jacket over his shoulder. Walks past the Benoit house, gives it a glance.
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD -- DAY Takes him home, to the place, he belongs. Roger sticks out his thumb as a car whizzes past. It doesn't stop. Roger sits on a roadside guard rail, takes off his shoes. His feet are blistered. Hears a car, moves to his feet and sticks out his thumb.
(CONTINUED) 12.
A SHERIFF'S CAR whizzes towards him. Roger lowers his thumb. The Sheriff's car slows as it passes him.
INT. SHERIFFS CAR -- DAY WALT KELLER is a small town Sheriff with small town values. Santa Mira is his town. He exudes a paternal protectiveness. KELLER Trouble. Keller frowns at the hitch-hiker, then zooms off.
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD -- DAY Roger waits until the Sheriff's car is long gone before putting his shoes on and continuing down the road.
EXT. GRANDFORT HACIENDA -- DAY Roger stops walking when he sees the house. Big, beautiful, amazing. Home has never looked so good. ROGER Wow. For a minute, Roger just takes it in. Then grabs his bag and walks up the drive to the front door.
EXT. GRANDFORT HACIENDA -- DAY The front door is opened by private care nurse ANNE LOGAN. Quiet, shy, with a girl next door beauty. No nurse uniform, Anne dresses in comfortable clothes. ANNE Yes? ROGER Where's Cassy? ANNE Retired. You must be Roger. He nods. Wonders if he's supposed to know who she is.
(CONTINUED) 13.
ANNE Come in. Roger enters the Hacienda.
INT. ENTRY HALL -- DAY Anne leads Roger through the house. ANNE Must be nice to be home again... Roger stops. ROGER Wait a minute. Who the hell are you? ANNE (moment to recover) I'm sorry. (shakes his hand) Anne Logan, Mrs. Grandfort's nurse. Roger hasn't touched a woman in over seventeen years. Pulls his hand away in fear. Confusion. Lust. Anne continues down the hall. ANNE You do know she's lost her sight. ROGER They told me. Completely blind? Anne nods, keeps moving. Roger tries to keep up, isn't sure where she's leading him.
INT. LIVING ROOM -- DAY Mrs. Grandfort sits in a thrown-like chair near the fireplace. Though seventeen years have passed, she's still a stylish, attractive woman. She wears dark glasses, cane at her side. MRS. GRANDFORT Roger? Is that you? ROGER Yes, mother. MRS. GRANDFORT Come here.
(CONTINUED) 14.
Roger crosses to her side. Looking at her dark glasses. Can she see anything at all? She finds Roger's arm, pulls him down to her. MRS. GRANDFORT Let me touch you. She runs her hands over Roger's face, "seeing" him. Joy turns to confusion. MRS. GRANDFORT You're different. ROGER Prison changes a man. Roger pulls away from her. MRS. GRANDFORT You sound different, too. ROGER I'm not a boy anymore. (emotional) My childhood ended long ago. MRS. GRANDFORT Are you alright? Roger's temper flares. He is as volatile as nitroglycerin, shake him too much and he's liable to explode. ROGER They took seventeen years of my life. Put me in a cage, like some dog. Fed me slop on tin trays. Told me when to talk, where to walk. Took everything away from me. Everything. Anne tries blending into the wall, afraid. Like a whipped puppy. ROGER I said I didn't kill those people. But no one believed me. Not even my own mother. MRS. GRANDFORT I always knew you were innocent. ROGER But you didn't do anything about it.
(CONTINUED) 15.
MRS. GRANDFORT Roger... Mrs. Grandfort reaches for Roger, but he shrugs her off. Roger pops a cigarette in his mouth, lights it with an engraved lighter: "To Roger. Love, mother." Puffs. MRS. GRANDFORT You know I don't allow smoking in the house. Why don't you take that outside? ROGER Throwing me out already? MRS. GRANDFORT No, Roger... ROGER I've only been home twenty minutes... He snubs out the cigarette on some priceless nick-nack. MRS. GRANDFORT Maybe you should go to your room, freshen up. ROGER I've been in my room for seventeen years. MRS. GRANDFORT You remember where it is? ROGER Of course. MRS. GRANDFORT I can have Anne show you the way... ROGER I'll find it. Roger softens, moves to Mrs. Grandfort, kneeling beside her. ROGER Mother, they took everything. You know I wouldn't be here if I didn't need your help. All I've got is this cheap state suit, and a couple of hundred dollars. They didn't even give me a wallet. I've got no job, no car, no future. You're all I have.
(CONTINUED) 16.
She strokes his head... like a dog. MRS. GRANDFORT I'm sorry, son. So sorry. A tender moment before Roger pulls away. ROGER I guess I'll get settled, freshen up, before dinner. Roger grabs his bag, starts towards the hall. MRS. GRANDFORT Roger? He stops. MRS. GRANDFORT I... I cleaned out your room. Put all of your things in storage. Anger creeps into Roger's expression. ROGER Like I wasn't coming home? MRS. GRANDFORT You weren't. Anger dissipates. Roger nods, leaves. Anne moves to clean up the cigarette mess on the nick-nack.
INT. HALLWAY -- DAY Roger tries a couple of doors before he finds the right one.
INT. ROGER'S ROOM -- DAY An impersonal guest room. Looks like Motel 6. Roger drops his bag on the bed, looks around. ROGER Home sweet home.
EXT. GRANDFORT HACIENDA -- EVENING Sun sets behind the house. 17.
INT. ROGER'S ROOM -- EVENING Roger lays in bed smoking. Smiling. Then he laughs.
INT. HALLWAY -- EVENING Anne listens at his door. Why is he laughing? She moves her ear closer to the door. Wham! The door opens and Roger grabs her wrist, yanking her inside.
INT. ROGER'S ROOM -- EVENING Roger throws Anne against the wall, slams his door closed. Anne tries to scramble away. Roger grabs her, pins her against the wall. ROGER I don't like people spying on me. She struggles to get away, but Roger overpowers her. Keeps her pinned against the wall. Fear in her eyes. ROGER Privacy is important to me, understand? ANNE Yes. ROGER I don't like maids snooping around. ANNE I'm a nurse. ROGER Really? Where's your uniform. Roger examines her clothes, roughly coping a feel. ANNE Not that kind of nurse. Live in. Residential. Like a paid companion. ROGER I could use a little companionship. Nuzzles her neck, freaking her.
(CONTINUED) 18.
ROGER Know how long it's been since I've slept with a woman? Since I've touched a woman? (cops a feel) Smelled a woman? (sniffs her) Kissed a woman? Licked a woman? He licks her face. Gross. Anne knees him in the groin, ducks under his arm, escapes. But grabs his arm and twists it behind his back, slamming his face against the wall a couple of times. ANNE Your mother wanted me to tell you dinner was ready. She lets go of Roger, and he starts laughing. ROGER I like a girl with spunk. You and me are gonna get along just fine. ANNE In your dreams. ROGER I'm sure they'll be wet ones. Anne exits as Roger laughs.
INT. DINING ROOM -- EVENING Elegantly set table. Fine china. Silver service. A SERVANT hovers close by, to see to their needs. Mrs. Grandfort and Anne eat gracefully. Roger shovels food into his mouth with one hand, the other arm guarding his plate. As if he's in the prison mess. MRS. GRANDFORT Did you have any job training when you were... ROGER Inside? (Mrs. Grandfort nods) I know how to stamp license plates, work an industrial laundry, and I (MORE) (CONTINUED) 19.
ROGER (CONT'D) picked up some tips on armed robbery. Guy named Ryan had these ten rules. MRS. GRANDFORT Have you given any thought to your future? Employment? ROGER (mouth full of food) I've been living in a cage, I need some time to stretch my legs. Mrs. Grandfort stops eating, turns to him. MRS. GRANDFORT Have you lost your manners? ROGER Sorry. Not used to civilization. Roger watches the way his mother eats, tries to mimic it. Has trouble holding his fork in the continental position (tines down, not like a shovel). MRS. GRANDFORT Anne tells me... ROGER (glares at Anne) What? MRS. GRANDFORT You already knew about my affliction. ROGER Cassy sent me a Christmas card every year. Kept me up to date. (smiles) Only mail I ever got, from the maid. MRS. GRANDFORT She retired last year. Roger nods, goes back to shoveling his food. Chugs his glass of bordeaux and signals for more. ROGER Fill it. The Servant nods, fills his glass to the brim. Roger chugs it, gestures for more. As the Servant pours, Roger kicks back, smiles. (CONTINUED) 20.
ROGER I have any back allowance coming? Could sure use some money for clothes and smokes. MRS. GRANDFORT If you'll write down your measurements I'll see that you get what you need. ROGER I'm not a kid anymore. I want to buy my own things, okay? I need money. Can't you get me a checking account, let me borrow your credit cards? MRS. GRANDFORT (hesitates) I don't know if that's a good idea... ROGER You don't trust me. MRS. GRANDFORT It's not that... (it is) Roger's temper flares. Like a bomb about to explode. ROGER You don't care about me, you don't care about anyone other than yourself! Anne is as shocked as Mrs. Grandfort. MRS. GRANDFORT Roger. ROGER Sorry. MRS. GRANDFORT This isn't easy for me. I can't just instantly start loving you again. Trusting you again. ROGER I'm your SON... Your own flesh and blood. MRS. GRANDFORT We've lived apart for over fifteen years. Both become set in our ways. (beat) We have to learn to compromise. (CONTINUED) 21.
ROGER I still need some money. My own money. (back to eating) Most of my life, the state's been buying my clothes, my food, everything. I need to be independent. Start living my own life, making my own decisions. MRS. GRANDFORT I'll call Don Larrue in the morning. Have him open a bank account for you. ROGER Thank you. Truce. Roger and his mother focus on eating. Anne focuses on Roger. Hard to believe he's a Grandfort.
INT. MRS. GRANDFORT'S ROOM -- NIGHT Anne is helping Mrs. Grandfort get ready for bed. ANNE Hard to believe he's your son. MRS. GRANDFORT Despite his behavior, he is my son, and you will treat him with respect. ANNE Yes, ma'am. Anne helps her to the bed, even though Mrs. Grandfort knows where it is. Anne is there to serve her. MRS. GRANDFORT (snapping) Watch it! Get me my pills. Anne spends a second too long with Mrs. Grandfort. MRS. GRANDFORT Now, Anne! Slaps Anne's arm. Taking out her anger and frustration. Anne jumps to grab the pills. Scowling at Mrs. Grandfort. Who doesn't see a thing. Mrs. Grandfort takes her pills, adjusts herself in the bed. On the stand near the bed: a buzzer button to signal Anne.
(CONTINUED) 22.
ANNE Anything else, ma'am? MRS. GRANDFORT What did they do to him in there? ANNE I don't know, ma'am. Goodnight. Anne flips off the lights and leaves.
INT. ANNE'S ROOM -- NIGHT Anne's personal touch is evident in the room, from family photos to art lithos (anything with people's reflections). Her medical kit is on top of the dresser. Anne begins undressing for bed. Gets ready to take off her bra when she sees... A face outside her window. Lit from below. Demonic. Anne jumps, frightened.
EXT. ANNE'S ROOM -- NIGHT Roger laughs and takes another puff on his cigarette. Waves at her as she closes the curtains.
EXT. GRANDFORT HACIENDA -- DAY Establishing.
EXT. HACIENDA GROUNDS -- DAY Roger wanders around the grounds, exploring. ANNE (O.S.) Help you find something? Startling Roger. Contains his fear. ROGER Don't like people sneaking behind me. ANNE Sorry.
(CONTINUED) 23.
ROGER In the yard, only reason someone'd sneak behind you was to stick in a shiv. (explains) A knife. Made 'em out of spoons they's steal from the mainline. (explains) Cafeteria. ANNE Like a whole different language. ROGER Whole different world. Roger looks around, walking as if he's lost. Anne decides to keep an eye on him, follows. ROGER Where's the barn? ANNE You don't remember? ROGER It's been a long time. ANNE Forget? ROGER Look, I spent more time in Q than I did in that house. Everything about this place is kind of hazy. ANNE The barn's through there. They walk to the barn. Anne still suspicious. Keeping her distance. ROGER Look, sorry about last night. (picks up a rock) Wasn't trying to spy on you (throws it) She didn't want me smoking inside. Didn't know it was your window. The rock hits the side of the barn. Anne realizes she's alone with an ex-convict. Hides her fear.
(CONTINUED) 24.
ANNE I should get back. ROGER Mother keeps you on a pretty short leash, doesn't she? ANNE That's none of your business. ROGER No reason for us to be on opposite sides of this thing, you know? ANNE Keep your hands off me, no more surprises, we'll get along.
EXT. GRANDFORT HACIENDA -- DAY They get to the front of the house, where a Santa Mira Sheriff car is parked in the driveway... So is Sheriff Keller. ROGER Shit. Keller blocks Roger from entering the house. Anne enters. KELLER Roger. (shark smile) Thought I'd stop by, see how you're doing. ROGER Do I know you? KELLER Sheriff Keller. Walt. Holds out his hand to shake. Roger looks at the hand, doesn't take it. These two are natural enemies. Circling each other. ROGER Did my mother set this up? KELLER Hard to believe you're the same boy who killed those people. ROGER I'm not.
(CONTINUED) 25.
KELLER Saw you arrested on TV. Still have the case file down at the station. (beat) A pick axe? Wasn't that messy? ROGER I didn't kill them. DNA evidence. KELLER That's right. I keep forgetting. ROGER Shouldn't you be out looking for the real killer? Leave me alone? KELLER (smiles) I don't play golf. ROGER Is this some sort of shakedown? KELLER Just want to make sure you aren't having any problems re-adjusting. ROGER What kind of problems? KELLER Usual kind. Lot of guys get out of the joint, nothing to do, fall right back into their old nasty habits. ROGER Start finding people with pick axes in them, you know where to find me. Keller gets right in his face. Threatening. KELLER I thought you were an innocent man, wrongly accused? Roger doesn't back down. ROGER Then there's nothing to worry about. Now how about getting out of my face? KELLER See? That's what I'm afraid of. (MORE) (CONTINUED) 26.
KELLER (CONT'D) That bad prison attitude. You may have gone in an innocent man, but you came out an ex-con. ROGER Take the boy out of prison but you can't take the prison out of the boy? KELLER Genetics versus environment. You may have been a rich kid for fifteen years, but you were a hard timer for seventeen. ROGER Seventeen and a half. KELLER (nods) Prison can turn a man into an animal. ROGER That'll happen when you put a man in a cage, treat him like a dog. Keller unsnaps the flap over his gun, just in case he has to shoot Roger in his own drive way. A serious threat. ROGER Don't you have something to do? KELLER I don't think so. ROGER If I didn't kill those people, it means someone else did. The killer's still running loose somewhere. KELLER Funny how he went 17 years without striking again, isn't it? ROGER Down-right hysterical. Keller smiles like a shark, gets in Roger's face again. KELLER I don't know who was in charge back when you killed those people, but I'm in charge now. This is MY town. (MORE) (CONTINUED) 27.
KELLER (CONT'D) (beat) You get into even a hint of trouble, I'll have you back in slam before you know it. You understand me on this? ROGER I hear you. Keller backs Roger up against the car, hand on his gun. KELLER Do you UNDERSTAND me? ROGER I understand you. Keller takes a step back. KELLER Good. Anna and Mrs. Grandfort step onto the porch. MRS. GRANDFORT Roger? Who are you talking to? ROGER Sheriff Keller. Anne looks from Roger to Keller. Tension between them. MRS. GRANDFORT Walt? Is something wrong? KELLER No... ROGER He just stopped by to see how I was adjusting to my new environment. (beat) Just getting ready to leave, weren't you, Walt. Keller gives him a cold stare. KELLER Yeah. Good day, Mrs. Grandfort. Sheriff Keller gets in his car, leaves. 28.
INT. LIVING ROOM -- DAY Roger, Anne, and Mrs. Grandfort enter the house. MRS. GRANDFORT What did he want? ROGER He doesn't believe the DNA evidence. Thinks I killed those people. Mrs. Grandfort nods, but doesn't comment.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- EVENING Green and white building with a pay phone out front. Sign says: Santa Mira Sheriff Station. Sheriff's car parked out front.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- EVENING Keller drops a box of old case files on his desk and starts sorting through them. Finally finds the one labeled Roger Grandfort Murders. Inside are old newspaper stories, arrest forms, case notes from the previous sheriff. A ton of papers. Keller pours himself a drink and starts reading. It will take him months to get through the whole box.
INT. LIVING ROOM -- MORNING Roger enters with the tea service. ROGER I thought you'd like some tea, mother. MRS. GRANDFORT Yes, Roger. Roger fills Mrs. Grandfort's cup, smiles and pours for Anne. ANNE Aren't you having any? ROGER It's a beautiful day. I thought I'd take a walk around the estate. 29.
EXT. HACIENDA GROUNDS -- MORNING Roger explores the grounds, wandering over the trails.
EXT. ORCHARD -- DAY Walks through the groves. Reaches up and plucks an orange from a tree, peels it and eats it. It's HIS orange, now.
EXT. STREAM -- DAY Roger crosses the wooden bridge, still eating the orange, and climbs the stairs to the...
EXT. GAZEBO -- DAY Roger pokes around the gazebo. Anne watches him from the trail. Wonders why he seems lost. Roger feels someone watching him. Turns around. The trail... but Anne is gone. Roger backtracks to the trail, turns to the left instead of going down the stairs.
EXT. QUARRY -- DAY The trail leads to the edge of a cliff overlooking a quarry. Roger looks down. A fifty foot drop to the rocks. Roger wanders back to the house.
EXT. COURTYARD -- DAY Roger enters the courtyard, rubs the head of a statue, passes the fountain, enters the house.
INT. LIVING ROOM -- DAY Mrs. Grandfort lifts her head when Roger enters. Anne by her side. MRS. GRANDFORT Roger?
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ROGER Yes, mother. MRS. GRANDFORT I called the bank this morning. Opened a checking account for you. ROGER Thanks. MRS. GRANDFORT You'll have to go down and fill out some paperwork... ROGER This mean I'm back in the family? No longer disowned? Disinherited? MRS. GRANDFORT Let's give it some time, Roger. Time to get to know each other again. Time for old wounds to heal. Roger moves to his mother, embracing her, laying it on. ROGER Thank you, mother. It's good to be back in the family. Good to feel a mother's love again...
INT. ROGER'S ROOM -- NIGHT Roger lays in bed, smoking a cigarette, remembering...
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