Quoted Text A pale morning light falls through the front door window of Derek's home. DEREK, 44, high and tight, wilting frame, battle camouflage uniform, sits on a wooden bench lacing up black leather boots. |
Quoted Text Dark wooden cabinets encase the room, walls are dark purple. A bouquet of red roses rest in a vase on the counter. MARY, 32, brown hair, brown eyes, apron, tired from her marriage, looks out a window while washing dishes |
Quoted Text SGM KERNS (O.S) |
Quoted Text Derek doesn't say a word or move his attention away from staring into nothing. SGM Kerns lifts his eye brows and get out of his chair. He walks to a door behind Derek, opens it to line of SOLDIERS standing at attention in the hallway. He walks back around Derek and sits in his chair behind the desk. |
Quoted Text ERIC (V.O) (younger voice) Enjoy retirement!! |
Quoted Text PLATOON, 20's, clean and athletic voices from all over the United States. PLATOON (V.O) One, two, three. May all your troubles - Apathetic, Derek gazes out the driver's side window. PLATOON (V.O) (CONT'D) - be forgotten. |
Quoted Text Inside the SUV, CHILD #1, 6, dress, long hair, doll, CHILD #2, 10, t-shirt, jeans, jumping up and down in the backseat, SUV DRIVER, 32, short hair, athletic male, looks at his wife, SUV PASSENGER, 26, dark hair. Derek turns back facing the windshield. His hands grasp the steering wheel and he looks at himself in the rear view mirror when a Red Car, CAR DRIVER, 24, dark curly hair, PASSENGER, 22, flat top, glasses, shoots past in the left lane, SLAMMING into the SUV. WOMAN DRIVER, 33, dark blonde hair, business suit, gets out of the black car stopped in front of Derek. |
Quoted Text WOMAN DRIVER (to herself) Oh My God! Oh my God! Cell phone, where are you. Ah.. Got it. Okay, Call 911. (into cell phone) Yes. A car accident has taken place on 5th and Everton. It is bad |
Quoted Text Derek leans forward over the steering wheel and winces to get a better look at what is going on. |
Quoted Text DEREK (CONT'D) Take deep breaths, starting at one. She acknowledges, shaking her head. CAR DRIVER Okay. DEREK One. Derek inhales deeply. Car Driver inhales deeply. DEREK (CONT'D) And out. Derek exhales, leading Car Driver. DEREK (CONT'D) Two. Car driver inhales. DEREK (CONT'D) And out. Car Driver exhales. |
Quoted Text DEREK (CONT'D) He's fine. Ready. Car Driver shakes her head again. |
Quoted Text Derek stands in front of the cars, frozen and quenching for more. He is strong and wet from the rain. He looks at the destruction from the wreck and turns his head towards an American Flag dripping in the rain. |
Quoted Text INT. DEREK'S OFFICE - DAY |
Quoted Text A SONG from the 1970's plays on a vintage wooden. Combat Infantry Badge, Bronze Star, Operation Iraqi Freedom, and medals of war achievements are encased in glass boxes on the walls. Pictures of different platoons are framed with thin borders and hang centered on the wall behind Derek's wooden desk. A wooden book case filled with encyclopedias rests against the wall. Next to it is a wooden gun cabinet. Inside of the gun cabinet are several guns; M4 semi automatic rifle, pump action shotgun, 30-30, 30 Ott 6, Single Shell Shotgun, Magnum, 50 caliber pistol, 40 caliber pistol, 38 caliber pistol, and a 22 caliber pistol. |
Quoted Text Mary walks into the office holding a large bright smile. It is clear that she is hiding something. |
Quoted Text MARY (CONT'D) (peppy) Okay then, I'll make sandwiches. You've always liked sandwiches. |
Quoted Text DEREK (CONT'D) A woman in a red car got into an accident on Traverse Street. MARY That's horrible. DEREK She drove through a red light, smacking into a blue SUV with four passengers. |
Quoted Text DEREK I got out of my car and went to her. Mary slides her chair back and stands up. She grabs the tray of sandwiches and walks it over to Derek. She sets the tray down and walks back to her seat. DEREK (CONT'D) She couldn't have been much older than 20, reminded me of when we met. |
Quoted Text DEREK I asked didn't I. MARY You were a real gentlemen about it. And you wore brown underwear. DEREK I still have them. MARY I got rid of mine. |
Quoted Text Derek gets up from the table and picks up his plate, silverware, and glass. He - KITCHEN -- carries his dishes into the kitchen and places them into the sink. He plugs it, turns on the FAUCET and looks out the front window seeing - |