GATTACA by Andrew M. Niccol - The Script Source
GATTACA by Andrew M. Niccol - The Script Source
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89.<br />
Jerome selects a chocolate torte from the trolley. Jerome<br />
savors a spoonful. Irene is tempted but then remembers<br />
herself.<br />
IRENE<br />
I'd better not.<br />
She reaches for her elegant pill box. Jerome takes another<br />
spoonful.<br />
JEROME<br />
So sure of what you can't do. Do<br />
you even know what it tastes like,<br />
Irene?<br />
Irene goes to deny it but cannot.<br />
MICHAEL suddenly approaches the table with a WAITER in tow.<br />
Irene is about to steal a taste of the dessert with her<br />
finger when their plates and glasses are whisked away and the<br />
table immediately hoovered. Michael whispers in Jerome's ear.<br />
MICHAEL<br />
Take the side door.<br />
Jerome looks up in time to see DETECTIVE HUGO coming through<br />
the front entrance with several other DETECTIVES.<br />
DETECTIVE<br />
(to his colleagues)<br />
Check for lenses, hairpieces--<br />
A Detective shines a flashlight in the eyes of a MALE PATRON.<br />
A SECOND DETECTIVE tugs the hair of a SECOND PATRON. Jerome<br />
takes Irene <strong>by</strong> the hand and escorts her out of the side exit.<br />
Several other COUPLES make for the parking lot.<br />
IRENE<br />
Why are we leaving?<br />
JEROME<br />
(attempting to<br />
explain the hasty<br />
exit)<br />
Those checks take forever.<br />
EXT. MICHAEL'S CLUB - SIDE ALLEY. NIGHT.<br />
Spilling out of the exit, JEROME and IRENE find a burly plain<br />
clothes DETECTIVE barring their way. Before the Detective<br />
can say a word, Jerome has wrapped his fist in his jacket<br />
sleeve and smashed him in the face.
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