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MRS. LEFFERTS Susie, I told you I didn't approve of that boyfriend. He was too old for you. You let him come into this house and be fresh to me. I went out one day and old Mrs. Jensen next door saw Susan's boyfriend and another man and thought she heard a ruckus. BUD What was that boyfriend's name? MRS. LEFFERTS We were never properly introduced. Susan and I were fighting that day. She called him by a nickname. Muns or Lunts or something. BUD Stens? Was it Stens? MRS. LEFFERTS Maybe. I don't know. BUD Look at a picture for me. Bud hands her a snapshot of Stensland taken in Tijuana. Out of uniform. She recognizes him. MRS. LEFFERTS That's him. That's him. BUD You said a neighbor heard a ruckus. Was it outside, inside? Mrs. Lefferts' eyes go crazy, darting to a closed door. Rolled towels are crammed against the bottom of it. MRS. LEFFERTS I don't know. You'll have to leave now, Officer. Bud starts for the closed door. BUD What's through here? MRS. LEFFERTS No! Please leave! Bud kicks away the towels, opens the door, steps into...

DEN Innocuous except for the smell. It hits Bud right off. MRS. LEFFERTS Don't mind the smell. I think a rat died behind the wall... My Susie was a good girl! BUD Easy. Tell me about the ruckus. MRS. LEFFERTS I came home that night and there was blood on the floor. Susan said Stams -- Stens had cut himself. They were acting nervous. And that Stens kept going under the house. As Mrs. Lefferts goes shrill, Bud beelines out the door. EXT. LEFFERTS' HOUSE (SAN BERNARDINO) - DAY Holding a flashlight, Bud crawls under the house, into... CRAWLSPACE Bud elbow-crawls over the dirt, between wooden pilings. There's a long burlap sack ahead. It smells bad. Bud rips burlap. A rat's nest explodes. Bud sweeps a forearm at them. As they clear, he sees a gristle-caked human skull staring back, a .38 hole in the forehead. Undaunted, Bud tears the burlap back further. He pats the corpse's pockets, comes up with a wallet. Bud checks the ID. "Turner Meeks." Bus knows him by that name and another. BUD Buzz Meeks... Holy shit. EXT. LEFFERTS' HOUSE - DAY Bud crawls out, blinking sunlight and gulping fresh air. Mrs. Lefferts is there. She's scared. MRS. LEFFERTS Was it... a rat? BUD Yeah. A great big one.

MRS. LEFFERTS<br />

Susie, I told you I didn't approve<br />

of that boyfriend. He was too old<br />

for you. You let him <strong>com</strong>e into<br />

this house and be fresh to me. I<br />

went out one day and old Mrs.<br />

Jensen next door saw Susan's<br />

boyfriend and another man and<br />

thought she heard a ruckus.<br />

BUD<br />

What was that boyfriend's name?<br />

MRS. LEFFERTS<br />

We were never properly introduced.<br />

Susan and I were fighting that<br />

day. She called him by a<br />

nickname. Muns or Lunts or<br />

something.<br />

BUD<br />

Stens? Was it Stens?<br />

MRS. LEFFERTS<br />

Maybe. I don't know.<br />

BUD<br />

Look at a picture for me.<br />

Bud hands her a snapshot of Stensland taken in Tijuana.<br />

Out of uniform. She recognizes him.<br />

MRS. LEFFERTS<br />

That's him. That's him.<br />

BUD<br />

You said a neighbor heard a<br />

ruckus. Was it outside, inside?<br />

Mrs. Lefferts' eyes go crazy, darting to a closed door.<br />

Rolled towels are crammed against the bottom of it.<br />

MRS. LEFFERTS<br />

I don't know. You'll have to<br />

leave now, Officer.<br />

Bud starts for the closed door.<br />

BUD<br />

What's through here?<br />

MRS. LEFFERTS<br />

No! Please leave!<br />

Bud kicks away the towels, opens the door, steps into...

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