Check out the screenplay I have been working on
for my Screenplay I class the last 10 weeks..
The class is the first of many classes I will take in
Media Production, where I will specialize in film.
This is my 6th and final revision.
It is the draft I will hand in for a Final Grade.
I have been told by others in my class as well as the Instructor
that it is a good piece.
The instructor also mentioned to me he wants to make it into
a short film during the next term as part of a student project.
Give it a read, let me know what you think.
Enjoy!
P.S. By the way…
The characters names are all people I either know or have known.
The first name that popped into my head as I was writing, are the names I used.
“Don’t Speak”
Written by:
Rey Lopez
Copyright 2011
INT. LOW RENT APT NEW YORK-AFTERNOON
HARRY SENNO (40’s) a suspended and destitute cop sits loading his gun.
He takes a swig from a half empty Whiskey bottle and sets it on coffee table.
With his hands shaking he brings the gun up to his head and closes his eyes.
FLASHBACK-EXT. PARK ON SUNNY DAY
Harry’s wife JACKIE and daughter JANET call out to him as they run and play.
INT. RETURN TO HARRY’S APT.
Harry puts gun down hangs his head and weeps.
INT. JOE’S BAR-LATER THAT NIGHT
Bartender JOE MORGAN (40’s) brings Harry a drink.
JOE
Harry, call it a night. You’ve had enough.
Harry gulps the whiskey down and doesn’t answer.
He stares at the empty glass then stumbles off the bar stool and walks out the door.
INT. ENTRANCE HARRY’S APT BUILDING THAT SAME NIGHT
Harry arrives at his apartment building. His LANDLORD (latin mid 50s) sees him.
LANDLORD
Hey! You owe money. You don’t pay? I throw you out Ok?
Harry ignores him and stumbles up the stairs.
He struggles to open his apartment door and starts kicking it.
NEIGHBOR (late 50s) comes out and stares at Harry.
He slams his door as Harry finally gets in.
INT. HARRY’S APT
Harry takes a gulp from a bottle of whiskey as he turns on his TV.
The late night news comes on. A FEMALE REPORTER is at a crime scene.
FEMALE REPORTER
…tonight where we have reports of yet another homicide…
Harry sees ex-partner JACK ELDRIDGE (40’s) walking behind the
reporter as she is speaking.
REPORTER
…several officers are here but no one will say if….
Harry stares at pictures on the wall. Old pictures of Jack and
Harry at the police academy. Jackie and Janet in a portrait.
Then he stares at the bottle of whiskey in his hand.
He sits in a chair, runs his hand over his face and exhales.
EXT. CITY STREET- EARLY NEXT MORNING
Harry approaches a coffee shop. A waitress TIFFANY (30’s)
sees him and starts getting his daily coffee ready.
Another Waitress AMBER (late 20’s) sees her and shakes her head.
AMBER
For your wonder boy cop?
TIFFANY
Whatever.
AMBER
The guy never even notices you, you don’t even know each others names.
TIFFANY
So…he’s a cop, he’s preoccupied.
Amber shakes her head and walks away as Harry reaches the take out counter.
Tiffany smiles at Harry as she brings him his coffee.
TIFFANY (CONT’D)
Black, no cream, no sugar.
Harry starts drinking the coffee as a debate about
friendship at the inside counter gets loud. Tiffany turns back to Harry.
TIFFANY (CONT’D)
Sometimes friends aren’t who they say they are ya know?
Harry looks at Tiffany then continues drinking his coffee.
She puts her hand out…
TIFFANY (CONT’D)
Tiffany
Harry smiles and puts down a couple dollars takes his coffee and walks away.
EXT. CEMETARY-LATER THAT MORNING
Harry lays flowers at the graves of his wife and daughter. Jack comes up behind him.
Harry ignores him.
JACK
Been a long time Harry.
Harry stands up.
JACK (CONT’D)
I have someone here too.
Jack points away to another area of the cemetery as Harry stares at him.
JACK (CONT’D)
Jackie was a good woman.
HARRY
Come over to tell me that did ya?
JACK
Don’t start Harry…
HARRY
At least I finish things.
JACK
C’mon Harry, don’t…don’t do this.
Jack looks away and exhales
HARRY
Still can’t catch a bad guy?
JACK
Harry this case is different than…
HARRY
…Different Jack? Or you’re still keeping secrets?
You were never up front about what happened to…
JACK
Alright. You know what Harry? I’m not gonna talk shop with
a former partner who’s suspended for being a drunk.
I heard you were havin a rough time, I figured I’d be a nice guy,
maybe give you a few words of advice, but if you wanna be a jerk forget it.
Here’s 20 bucks, go buy yourself a meal. Don’t drink it all in one place.
Harry watches Jack walk away.
HARRY
(to his wife’s grave)
Something has never been right about Jack.
Harry looks down at his wife’s grave.
HARRY (CONT’D)
Its time I find out what it is.
EXT. CITY STREET NEAR HARRY’S APT-LATER THAT DAY
Harry walks the street sipping whiskey from a flask. He takes out his cell phone to call Jack and realizes his service has been cut. He walks to the take out window of the coffee shop.
HARRY
Can I use your phone?
TIFFANY
Sure!
Tiffany quickly puts the phone on the counter and smiles at Harry. Tiffany watches as Harry dials a number.
HARRY
Hello, Jack? It’s Harry… Look…I wanted to…I just wanna…Hello? Jack? Jack! Damn!
As Harry hangs up the phone, he sees newspaper with story about murders in a rack behind the counter.
HARRY (CONT’D)
Can I read that for a bit?
Tiffany smiles and hands the newspaper to Jack.
TIFFANY
You can have it…Harry.
Harry looks at Tiffany and smiles
HARRY
Thanks.
Harry begins reading and walks away.
INT. EMPTY WAREHOUSE-LATER THAT NIGHT
Harry goes to the murder scene and sees something reflecting from under a box.
He takes out his handkerchief and picks it up. A Cross pen.
Harry stares at it and then wraps the pen in the handkerchief
and puts it in his pocket. He turns to leave. He hears a voice.
JACK
Find anything Harry?
Harry quickly turns around.
JACK (CONT’D)
Jumpy are we?
HARRY
Jack! How did you know I was…
JACK
…Such a dangerous world Harry
Jack walks around as Harry keeps an eye on him.
HARRY
It’s why we became cops, remember?
JACK
Such a noble cause, eh, Harry?
HARRY
Why do you make it sound so…
JACK
…Useless? Is that the word you’re looking for Harry?
HARRY
I was gonna say challenging.
Jack smiles at Harry
JACK
Investigations like this always bring…
Jack stops to light a cigarette
JACK (CONT’D)
…surprises.
HARRY
Part of the job.
Jack stares at Harry as he stands in the dark by an exit.
JACK
Harry. Let me do MY job…stay out of this.
Harry watches Jack as he turns and walks out.
INT. POLICE STATION-NEXT MORNING
Harry walks into homicide division and sees a few of the detectives he’s worked with.
DETECTIVE 1
Well look what the cat dragged in guys…
DETECTIVE 2
Johnnie Walker in person… You look like shit Harry.
HARRY
Nice to feel the love guys. Have any of you seen Jack?
DETECTIVE 1
Jack? I think the whiskey has already destroyed your brain cells.
As a few of the other detectives laugh, The CAPTAIN (mid 50’s) comes out of his office.
CAPTAIN
Alright knock it off.
The captain walks over to Harry and shakes his hand.
CAPTAIN (CONT’D)
Want some coffee Harry?
HARRY
Nah I just had some, thanks.
CAPTAIN
Jack hasn’t been in homicide for a year now. I thought you knew.
HARRY
I saw him on the news the other night so I thought he was…
CAPTAIN
…Jack’s been showing up in a lot of places he doesn’t belong.
It’s caught some attention.
HARRY
Jack? He’s a little self centered but he’s…
CAPTAIN
…I wouldn’t go too far out on a limb for Jack, Harry…
Harry stares at the Captain
CAPTAIN (CONT’D)
Is there something you wanna tell me Harry?
Harry looks at the other detectives staring at him.
The Captain notices and motions Harry to his office.
CAPTAIN (CONT’D)
Lets have a talk Harry.
EXT. CITY STREET-EARLY EVENING HARRY’S APT BUILDING
A truck is being loaded with Harry’s furniture. Harry runs over.
HARRY
Hey!Thats my stuff!
MOVING GUY
Talk to the landlord Buddy, He’s the one who called us.
Harry runs inside and bangs on the landlords door until he opens.
LANDLORD
What you want?
HARRY
What do you mean what do I want? What are you doing takin…
LANDLORD
…You no pay I throw you out, ok?
HARRY
Alright look…we can fix this ok? Let me…
The landlord slams the door in Harry’s face.
HARRY (CONT’D)
You can’t do this! I’m a kick this door down unless you talk to me!
Landlord opens door.
LANDLORD
You no leave I call police!
Harry throws apartment keys at him.
HARRY
I am a cop you moron!
Landlord slams door again.
EXT. CITY STREET-4AM
Harry stumbles through the pouring rain and finishes his bottle of whiskey.
He throws the bottle into the street. He walks into an alley looking for a place to sleep.
He trips over a garbage can and falls face down into a deep puddle.
His face is full of mud and garbage. He rolls over and pulls out the
20 dollar bill Jack gave him, rips it, and throws the pieces into the air.
HARRY
Go to hell Jack. You worthless bastard. You were never a true friend.
Suddenly he hears a commotion at the other end of the alley.
Harry sees two people struggle. He watches as one person pulls out
a knife and kills the other. Harry tries to make out who the killer is.
The killer stands in the light and Harry sees his face.
The killer moves in Harry’s general direction. Harry struggles to get up
and stumbles as he runs out of the alley.
He trips over another garbage can.
The killer hears the noise and looks into the dark trying to see who is running away.
EXT. COFFEE SHOP-7AM
Harry walks up to take out window still soaked and dirty and hangs on to the counter.
TIFFANY
Harry! Are you alright?
HARRY
I’m ok, I just…had a difficult night that’s all. Um, I could really use a strong cup of coffee?
Tiffany pours some coffee into a cup.
HARRY (CONT’D)
And…
Tiffany slowly hands Harry the phone and stares at him. Harry smiles as he begins to dial.
HARRY (CONT’D)
Hello Jack? Yeah hey listen, uhm, I know who the murderer is.
Jack?… Jack! Are you there?…
Hello?!….yeah I do Jack, look… why don’t you meet me at
Joe’s Bar tonight, and I’ll tell you where to find him. Yeah…8pm…at Joe’s Bar
Harry hangs up as Tiffany brings the coffee.
He pulls up the cup with both of his hands shaking. Tiffany stares at him.
TIFFANY
I’m sorry about the apartment
Harry looks at Tiffany as she waves her hands and looks around.
TIFFANY (CONT’D)
Neighborhood gossip.
Harry looks away.
TIFFANY (CONT’D)
Ya know Harry, um…my brother lives just up the street,
I can talk to him and you can, you know…get cleaned up and everything…
Harry stares at Tiffany as he brings down his cup.
TIFFANY (CONT’D)
Anyway…I think my brother’s clothes will fit you. I can call him…If you want.
Harry smiles.
HARRY
Thanks, I appreciate it.
INT. JOES BAR 7:45 PM
Harry walks up to bar and calls out to Joe
JOE
Well, I’ll be damned. Look at you! All cleaned up and…
HARRY
…And sober Joe. And sober.
JOE
What’s going on?
EXT. ACROSS THE STREET FROM JOE’S BAR
Jack paces back and forth smoking a cigarette.
He throws the cigarette down unfinished and crosses the street.
INT. JOES BAR 8:00 PM
Jack sits beside Harry. Harry turns and faces Jack.
JACK
So tell me Dick Tracy, who is the famous murderer?
Harry pulls out a note pad and fumbles for a pen.
Jack reaches into his coat pocket and gives Harry a Cross pencil.
HARRY
A cross pencil. Don’t these come in sets Jack?
Harry reaches into his pocket and pulls out matching pen. Jack scoffs.
JACK
Harry, I don’t have time for…
HARRY
…I saw you Jack.
Jack stares at Harry for a moment and then chuckles.
JACK
You saw me what, Harry. C’mon, amuse me.
HARRY
Last night. In the alley. You killed someone.
Jack turns serious and points a finger at Harry.
JACK
I tried to tell you not to get into this Harry.
That you wouldn’t like what you found. Besides, you owe me Harry.
HARRY
Owe you? For what?
JACK
Harry…What do you think happened to the person who killed
Jackie and Janet, Hm? What do you think happened to all those
murderers of the past two years, huh?
Harry’s stares at Jack.
HARRY
What are you say…
JACK
…Oh come on Harry! Our justice system is a joke.
People commit crimes and they just walk. They prowl the streets.
My streets Harry. So I brought them all to justice.
None of them will ever kill again. I make sure of that.
That piece of dirt you saw me with last night?
He has a rap sheet that goes on forever. But he’s on the street.
That’s not justice Harry.
Jack points at himself.
JACK (CONT’D)
I carry out justice Harry.
HARRY
You’re out of your mind.
JACK
Am I Harry? Just think of your beautiful wife and your precious princess Harry.
I avenged them for you while you drowned yourself in self pity and alcohol.
It’s justice. It’s what you wanted.
HARRY
My God Jack. I thought no one could be worse off than I was.
JACK
This can be our secret Harry. You and me. Partners just like the old times.
Harry stares at Jack as the Captain of the Homicide division and
another detective walk into the bar. Jack sees them and then turns to Harry.
JACK (CONT’D)
Don’t do this Harry. Just tell em you made a mistake. Tell em…
that you were drinking, that you were confused.
Harry stands up and faces Jack and stretches out his hand
HARRY
Your gun and your badge Jack. You’re under arrest for murder.
The Captain and Detective approach Jack.
Jack looks at them and then stares at Harry as he reaches
slowly and hands over his gun and badge. Harry handcuffs Jack.
The Captain then begins to walk Jack out.
JACK
You got nothing, Harry! Nothing you hear me!
It’s your word against mine Harry!
Jack looks at the Captain and detective.
JACK (CONT’D)
You’re gonna believe him? He’s a drunk. A washed up cop.
You got nothing Harry!
HARRY
Hey Jack!
Jack turns and sees Harry reveal that he’s wired.
Harry and Jack stare at each other as Jack is escorted out of the bar.
JOE
Alright Harry is back! Everybody gets a free round! How about you Harry.
What do ya want, on the house.
Harry is still staring at the door when Tiffany walks in.
Harry and Tiffany smile at each other as Harry raises two fingers.
HARRY
Two Perrier’s with a twist Joe.