The Very Best Thing (1999)

fade in:

JAMES, a stout doorman in his forties, opens the front door of an apartment building in BOSTON. JEFFREY, a slight man in his late thirties with a distinctively pompous tone of voice, drunkenly exits toward the street.

james

Good evening, Mr. Collins.

jeffrey

Good evening, James.

james

(smiles)

Off to Donahue’s?

jeffrey

Where else?

ext. donahue’s - later

Jeffrey stumbles into a seedy bar.

int. donahue’s - later

Jeffrey is quietly sitting at a table. A half-empty bottle of Scotch lies in front of him. The bar is almost empty.

KIM, a blonde woman in her late twenties with a thick, lower middle-class New Jersey accent, enters. She is pretty, but is cheaply dressed and is wearing too much makeup. She takes a seat at the table next to Jeffrey.

kim

Is anyone working here?

jeffrey

(slurring his speech)

Horrible place, isn’t it? The service is just horrible!

He lightly slams his glass on the table.

jeffrey

Please, why don’t you join me. There’s plenty here for the both of us.

kim

(coldly)

I don’t think so.

(looks toward the bar)

Hey, is anybody back there?

Jeffrey staggers to the bar to get TWO GLASSES. He then brings the Scotch and the glasses to Kim’s table and sits down.

kim

Excuse me, but I don’t remember inviting you.

jeffrey

Please allow me to introduce myself.

He offers her his hand, but she doesn’t accept it.

jeffrey

My name is Jeffrey Collins. At least, that’s my nom de plume.

kim

Your what?

jeffrey

My pen name.

kim

(surprised)

You’re a writer? . . . Have you written anything I’ve ever read?

jeffrey

You can actually read?

kim

(angrily)

Of course, I can read. What do you think, I’m stupid? . . . I read a lot.

jeffrey

Please pardon my rudeness, miss -- I’m not myself tonight.

kim

So I can see.

jeffrey

In answer to your question, I’ve written many books -- one has even been made into a TV mini-series.

kim

Really?

jeffrey

That’s right. You see, . . . I’m sorry, but I didn’t quite get your name.

kim

Kimberly Thomas. But you can call me Kim.

jeffrey

It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Kim.

He offers her his hand, and she accepts it.

kim

Me, too.

ext. bar - same

LARRY SIMMONS, a large, rough-looking man in his early thirties, walks toward the entrance of the bar and stops. He leans against the wall and lights a cigarette.

He sees a WORM on the sidewalk and resolutely squishes it with his shoe.

int. bar - same

Jeffrey appears melancholy as he stares at his drink. He then looks at Kim.

jeffrey

You see, Kim, I write trash. The kind of trash they wrap in a fancy-looking cover and sell at your local supermarket.

Jeffrey takes a sip.

jeffrey

I’ve written over a dozen novels, which have sold more than twenty million copies worldwide, in forty languages.

kim

Are you serious? I read those books all the time. Tell me, what are some of the books you’ve written?

jeffrey

Well, there was Lust Over Pike’s Peak and Lust Before Sunset, just to name a few. But my biggest success, of course, was Lust Between Strangers.

kim

Oh, my God! I’ve read all three of them. You’re a wonderful writer. I don’t know why I didn’t recognize your name.

Kim takes a sip.

kim

But then again, all you writers have such similar names. Hey, are you any relation to Jackie Collins?

jeffrey

I’m afraid not.

kim

I can’t believe I’m meeting such a famous writer in a hole like this.

(beat)

If you don’t mind me asking, what are you doing here?

jeffrey

Drowning my sorrows.

kim

Sorrows? What kind of sorrows could you possibly have? I mean, you’re rich, famous, and very handsome.

jeffrey

That is, of course, all very true. Especially the part about being handsome. But let me tell you, success isn’t everything.

kim

(incredulously)

Really?

jeffrey

No, it isn’t. You see, my dear, at one time I had much higher aspirations. I wanted to become a real writer.

Jeffrey takes a sip.

jeffrey

I wanted to write more than just cheap, picaresque tales of sex and immorality. I wanted to write real novels.

kim

So why didn’t you?

jeffrey

(smiles)

Why? Let me tell you, it’s not that easy. No matter how talented a writer you are, there are always plenty of others more talented and even less successful.

kim

So how did you do it?

jeffrey

Well, it took years. I had to wait tables with the rest of the world’s would-be Hemmingways, Oliviers, and Bergmans.

(beat)

I was lucky to even get an agent. I must’ve sent him a dozen query letters before he finally accepted me.

Jeffrey takes a sip.

jeffrey

And he only did because a publisher was desperate to complete a piece of trash. “Oh,” he said, “just do it this one time. The doors will then open wide for you.”

(beat)

Well, the novel was a success. And soon, there was a second and a third; and before I knew it, I was a star, complete with seven-figure advances.

kim

So what’s stopping you now?

He laughs.

jeffrey

What’s stopping me now? Who would want to read a serious novel from me? Once a trash writer, always a trash writer.

kim

Still, from where I’m standing -- I mean, sitting -- you don’t seem to have such a bad life.

(smiles)

Why, I bet you have tons of girlfriends.

jeffrey

Hardly.

kim

I don’t believe you for a second. Are you trying to tell me women don’t throw themselves at you once they find out who you are?

jeffrey

Only on truly rare occasions.

kim

So, you really don’t have a girlfriend?

jeffrey

I’d swear to you on scout’s honor -- that is, if I ever had been a scout.

kim

Would you like a girlfriend? I mean, you’re not gay or anything?

jeffrey

No, not gay.

kim

Boy, I certainly wouldn’t mind having a rich writer as a boyfriend. It’d sure be a change from the losers I usually date.

Kim takes a sip.

kiM

Yeah, it’d be great to be treated like a lady -- to have some guy take care of me, and buy me nice things and stuff.

Jeffrey pours himself another glass of Scotch. He’s barely listening to her.

jeffrey

It certainly would be nice.

kim

So what do you say?

jeffrey

What do I say?

kim

Have you been listening to me at all?

jeffrey

Every word, my dear. What was it you wanted to know?

kim

(frustrated)

I wanted to know if you’d like to be my boyfriend. Don’t you find me attractive?

jeffrey

Why, you’re beautiful. The prettiest little thing I’ve seen all evening.

kim

I’ll take that as a compliment.

jeffrey

Please do.

kim

You know, I live just a few blocks from here. If you’d like, we could go back to my place.

jeffrey

Why, that’s the best offer I’ve had all evening.

kim

(indignantly)

I certainly hope so.

They get up together, but he is so drunk that he can barely walk. He has to lean on her shoulder.

ext. bar - same

Kim and Jeffrey exit. Larry takes a quick look around before discarding his cigarette. He then hits Jeffrey across the shoulder, knocking him out.

kim

Is everything clear?

larry

Don’t worry, everything’s going as planned.

(quickly looks around)

But let’s get out of here.

Larry picks Jeffrey up, throws him over his shoulder, and carries him to a nearby CAR. He dumps the body in the back seat, and they quickly leave.

ext. cabin, vermont - day

A small cabin lies nestled within the woods.

int. cabin - same

Jeffrey is asleep in the center of the room, tied to a CHAIR with ROPE. Larry enters from the back room carrying a small CRATE. He has a PISTOL in the small of his back. When he drops the crate on a table, Jeffrey abruptly wakes up.

jeffrey

What the . . .?

larry

(facetiously)

Ah, you’re alive. We were starting to worry about you.

Larry takes out a POLICE RADIO from the crate and turns it on softly.

jeffrey

Who are you?

larry

My name’s Larry.

jeffrey

It’s a pleasure to meet you, Larry. I’d shake your hand, but I . . .

larry

That’s quite all right -- don’t trouble yourself.

jeffrey

So, Larry, I guess you wouldn’t know where I am and why I’m tied to this chair, would you?

larry

You know what? I think I do know.

jeffrey

That’s terrific. Do you think you could tell me?

larry

All in good time, my friend. All in good time.

Kim walks downstairs. At the bottom of the staircase, she briefly looks at herself in the MIRROR. She then walks over to Larry and kisses him.

kim

How’d you sleep last night?

He smiles and slaps her on her behind.

larry

You know the answer to that.

She blushes a little, before walking toward Jeffrey.

kim

Good morning, Mr. Collins.

jeffrey

(smiles)

Good morning.

kim

How are you feeling?

jeffrey

Oh, just dandy.

He looks at her as if he were trying to recall her face.

jeffrey

Do we know each other?

kim

We sure do. We met last night. Don’t you remember picking me up?

jeffrey

Vaguely. Was I any good?

kim

I’m sorry, honey, but nothing happened. At least nothing happened to me.

(beat)

I guess you must be feeling pretty lousy right about now. Could I get you something to drink?

jeffrey

Yes, please. I’m rather partial to cognac in the morning. You wouldn’t happen to have any Hennesey lying around, would you?

larry

Now, now, Mr. Collins -- alcohol is what got you into this mess in the first place.

jeffrey

Believe me, alcohol’s gotten me into worse messes than this. And it’ll almost assuredly get me into even worse messes still. It is, though, an otherwise reliable friend.

(beat)

And please, call me Jeffrey. After all, I think we can put aside the formalities.

larry

Kim, why don’t you get our friend Jeffrey a glass of water. And while you’re at it, get me a beer.

She walks into the kitchen.

jeffrey

Please excuse me if I’m being pushy, but when do you think you might let me in on what’s going on here?

(beat)

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not in any rush. In fact, I could sit here all day if I had to. I’m just a little, how would you say, curious.

Kim walks back in. She gives Larry a BEER and Jeffrey a sip of water from a GLASS. Larry takes a sip.

larry

What do you think, Kim? . . . I think Jeffrey has a right to know what’s going on. Why don’t we get our little show underway.

jeffrey

(facetiously)

Yes, yes -- let’s get the show underway!

larry

I must say, Jeffrey, you’re taking all this very well. I figured by now you’d either be angry or in tears. You know, you’re a good guy. I like you.

jeffrey

(condescendingly)

I like you too, Larry. In fact, once this is all over, whatever this is, I’m sure we’ll be great buddies.

(beat)

Picture it: you and me at the local bowling alley, pounding pitchers of Coors in between frames.

larry

(smiles)

Well, you keep picturing that. You keep picturing that and we’ll get along fine.

(beat)

Now, you wanted to know what you’re doing here.

jeffrey

If it’s no trouble.

larry

No trouble at all. You see, you’ve been kidnapped.

jeffrey

Kidnapped? Why, how delightful!

larry

I’m glad you see it that way.

jeffrey

Of course, I’m glad. Here I thought you were just common criminals.

(beat)

But now, I see you’re a cut above the ordinary criminal. Kidnappers. It takes a sophisticated mind to pull that one off.

(beat(

Tell me, what do you plan on doing next?

larry

Collect a ransom, of course.

jeffrey

A ransom -- of course!

(beat)

Excuse me if you find this a stupid question, but from whom are you going to collect this ransom?

larry

That really is a silly question. From your family, of course.

Jeffrey laughs.

jeffrey

My family? My family? What family, pray tell?

larry

What do you mean, “what family”? Your family, you idiot.

jeffrey

Well, I honestly and sincerely hope this doesn’t spoil your master plan, Larry, but I haven’t got a family.

larry

What do you mean, you haven’t got a family? Everyone’s got a family.

jeffrey

Everyone except me.

larry

No father or mother?

jeffrey

Both dead.

larry

Brothers or sisters?

jeffery

Never had any.

larry

Aunts, uncles -- cousins?

jeffrey

If I do, I certainly don’t know about them.

larry

(nervously)

Not even an ex-wife?

jeffrey

Not even an ex-wife. Or even a present one.

larry

(under his breath)

That idiot!

kim

That’s just great, Larry. “Yeah, this will be our big score.” Big score, my ass!

Larry slams his fist on the table.

larry

Shut up! Let me think.

kim

I won’t shut up! We’ve just committed kidnapping. This ain’t no penny-ante shit. We could end up doing some serious time.

larry

I said, shut up! And if you don’t shut up, I’ll shut you up.

(beat)

We ain’t doing no time.

She sits on the couch, visibly upset.

larry

(to himself)

There must be someone we could get money from . . . a friend maybe?

Kim jumps up.

kim

His agent!

larry

What?

kim

His agent. He told me last night that he’s got an agent.

jeffrey

That’s a terrific idea.

larry

Yeah, his agent. He must’ve made a ton of money off Jeffrey. And he’ll stand to make even more in the future. These guys make something like a fifteen-percent commission.

jeffrey

At least fifteen percent. Mine takes twenty percent for foreign sales alone.

Larry takes out a PEN and PAPER from the crate.

larry

Okay, Jeffrey: give me the name of your agent and how I can reach him.

jeffrey

His name is Jon Epstein. His address is 1420 Avenue of the Americas, Suite 1220, New York, New York.

(beat)

Would you like his Web address?

larry

(annoyed)

A telephone number will be sufficient.

jeffrey

(212) 555-4692.

Larry writes the number down.

larry

Great. I’ll go into Montpelier and give this Epstein a call. With any luck, we can get this whole thing over with in a few days.

Larry gives Kim the pistol.

larry

Watch him. I don’t think he’ll give you any trouble, but . . .

jeffrey

Tell me, what trouble could I cause?

Larry smiles. He then attempts to give Kim a kiss, but she turns away.

larry

Oh, don’t be like that. I didn’t mean to yell at you. You know I didn’t.

(beat)

Come on, we’re almost there.

He puts his arms around her shoulders.

larry

Forgive me.

She turns to him, and they kiss.

larry

That’s better. . . . I’ll be back in a couple of hours.

He leaves.

int. cabin - later

Jeffrey is tied to the chair as Kim walks downstairs. She looks into the mirror at the bottom of the staircase.

jeffrey

(sings)

Here she comes, Miss America, . . .

kim

Very funny.

Kim walks up behind Jeffrey and tips his chair slightly back.

kim

You know, you’re being a real wise-ass for a guy in your situation.

jeffrey

And what situation might you be referring to?

kim

Keep joking. We’ll be the ones laughing once this is over. We’ll be filthy rich. . . . And you know where you’ll be, Jeffrey?

jeffrey

Where, pray tell?

kim

Dead. You’ll be dead.

jeffrey

Well, death might be a nice change. Life has become rather dull, if you ask me. Maybe this “death” thing could be a good change of pace.

She drops his chair forward.

kim

I just don’t get you.

jeffrey

What is it exactly you don’t “get”?

kim

How this can be such a joke to you? I know you must be scared. I can tell you’re a coward.

jeffrey

Cowardice and fear are completely unrelated, my dear.

(beat)

But enough about me. Tell me, what will you do with your share of the “booty”?

kim

There won’t be any shares. Me and Larry share everything.

jeffrey

Oh, I see.

kim

What’s that supposed to mean?

jeffrey

Nothing.

kim

Go on -- you meant something.

jeffrey

Well, it’s just that -- assuming you do pull this off -- why would Larry keep you around? I mean, with the money he’ll get he could buy a dozen “broads” like you.

kim

First of all, I ain’t no broad. And secondly, Larry would never do that. He loves me.

(beat)

Of course, you don’t know anything about love, do you, Jeffrey? Because underneath all your jokes is just a bitter, lonely man.

Jeffrey turns away from her.

jeffrey

(melancholy)

It seems you’ve figured me out.

kim

Yeah, I figured you out. I figured you out the second I met you.

jeffrey

Yes, you’re quite a smart girl.

kim

That’s right, I am. . . . You think I’m just some dumb blonde, don’t you?

(beat)

But I ain’t dumb. Just ’cause I never finished school and don’t talk so good, it doesn’t mean I’m dumb. In fact, I’m a lot smarter than you. Do you know why?

jeffrey

Why?

kim

Tell me, who’s the one tied to the chair?

int. telephone booth - same

Larry puts a quarter in the telephone and dials a number off a piece of paper. A RECEPTIONIST answers.

receptionist (vo)

Jon Epstein and Associates. Can I help you?

larry

Jon Epstein, please.

receptionist (vo)

Who may I say is calling?

larry

Just tell him it’s a friend of Jeffrey Collins.

receptionist (vo)

Just a minute.

(beat)

I’m sorry, but Mr. Epstein is very busy right now. Could you leave a message?

larry

No. Tell Mr. Epstein that this call is a matter of life and death -- literally.

receptionist (vo)

Hold on.

INTERCUT TELEPHONE CONVERSATION - LARRY AND EPSTEIN

JON EPSTEIN is a short, fat man, stuffing his face with PASTA.

EPSTEIN

(swallows)

This had better be important. I’m a very busy man.

larry

Is this Jon Epstein, Jeffrey Collins’ Agent?

EPSTEIN

Yes. Who’s this?

larry

It doesn’t matter who I am. It’s the information I have you’ll find interesting.

EPSTEIN

(bored)

I’m waiting.

larry

I’ve kidnapped Jeffrey Collins.

EPSTEIN

Very nice. Why don’t you send me a query letter about it.

Epstein takes a large mouthful of food.

larry

Hey, you asshole -- it’s not the name of a book! I've really kidnapped Jeffrey Collins!

Epstein chokes on his food. He then quickly swallows.

EPSTEIN

Oh, my God.

larry

And if you ever want to see him alive again, you’ll do exactly what I say.

int. cabin - night

Larry enters with a solemn expression on his face. Kim is sitting on the couch watching Jeffrey. She is holding the pistol.

kim

So, how did it go?

larry

He’s willing to pay us the five million dollars.

Kim jumps up and kisses Larry. He takes the pistol from her and puts it in the small of his back.

kim

That’s wonderful!

larry

Unfortunately, there’s a catch.

kim

A catch?

larry

Actually, two catches. You see, he wants an exchange.

kim

The money for Jeffrey.

larry

Not exactly.

kim

What do you mean?

larry

He doesn’t want Jeffrey. He wants Jeffrey’s next book.

Jeffrey laughs.

jeffrey

I knew Jon wouldn’t let me down. A vulture to the very end.

kim

I don’t understand.

larry

It seems Jeffrey hasn’t written anything for a while. “Washed-up” I think was the word Epstein used. He wants Jeffrey’s next book.

jeffrey

But I haven’t got a next book.

larry

He figured as much. He wants you to write one. He also said he’d prefer if it was on-topic -- that is, about a kidnapping.

kim

That’s crazy! How long will it take him to write a book?

larry

Well, Jeffrey, how long will it take you to write a book?

jeffrey

Well, to write a book of the literary quality Mr. Epstein expects, it would take at the very least a few weeks.

(beat)

But, please, you mentioned a second catch.

larry

(shakes his head in thought)

I don’t know if I should tell you.

jeffrey

Oh, come on -- after all we’ve been through together, you’re going to keep secrets from me?

larry

Well, I guess it can’t hurt.

He walks up to Jeffrey.

larry

Epstein said that sales of this book would skyrocket if -- how should I say it -- you were no longer with us.

kim

He wants us to kill him?

jeffrey

That man is simply brilliant! If I were to write a book, perhaps loosely based on my own kidnapping, during which I was actually killed, the book would be a blockbuster.

larry

He said the film rights alone would exceed the ransom.

jeffrey

Of course, you have one problem.

larry

And what might that be, pray tell?

jeffrey

What incentive do I have to write this book? I’ll be killed one way or the other.

Larry points his pistol at Jeffrey’s temple.

Larry

Your incentive will be living a few more weeks.

int. cabin - day

Jeffrey is sitting in front of a table. His hands are free, but his body is tied. On the table is a PORTABLE TYPEWRITER and a stack of PAPER. Kim enters from the kitchen with a GLASS of WATER. She places it on the table.

kim

Here you go, Jeffrey.

jeffrey

Thank you, dear. Vodka, I hope?

kim

Sorry -- water. Larry says no alcohol until you finish the book. And you haven’t even started yet.

jeffrey

But, my dear, you don’t understand. I need alcohol to write. Do you think I actually wrote all that trash sober?

Larry enters from outside.

kim

He says he can’t write without alcohol.

larry

I tell you what, Jeffrey, after each chapter I’ll give you a beer.

jeffrey

You’re really too kind.

larry

I know.

Larry walks up to Jeffrey from behind. He looks through the blank pages.

larry

What’s this bullshit? You haven’t even started.

jeffrey

Writing’s not that easy. But I guess I couldn’t explain it to you. You’ve probably never even read a book, much less written one.

larry

I’ve read plenty of books, asshole. It’s something they rather encouraged at Princeton.

jeffrey

You must be joking! You couldn’t possibly mean Princeton University. . . . The one in New Jersey?

larry

The one and only. I received a special scholarship there. A scholarship aimed to improve poor, underprivileged inner-city youth like me.

jeffrey

Obviously, they weren’t too successful at it.

larry

Well, I never finished. It was all bullshit, taught by arrogant jackasses like you.

(beat)

Now, I want to see some words on these pages.

He slams his fist on the table.

larry

I mean, now!

jeffrey

You simply can’t force the creative process.

larry

Creative process, my ass. I’ve read one of your books. Creative is the very last thing they are.

Jeffrey blankly stares at Larry. Larry grabs him by the collar and punches him in the face. Blood flows from Jeffrey’s chin.

larry

I told you to start writing!

kim

You didn’t have to hit him that hard.

larry

Shut up!

Larry cocks his arm at Jeffrey, and Jeffrey starts typing. Larry smiles as he pats Jeffrey on his shoulder.

larry

See, that was easy. All you needed was some incentive to get that “creative process” started.

int. cabin - day

Larry is sitting on the couch reading part of a manuscript. He is wearing black leather GLOVES. Jeffrey is sitting by the table savoring a BEER. Kim is watching television.

Larry shakes his head and smiles as he reads.

larry

Man, this is shit.

jeffrey

Excuse me? I’ll have you know this happens to be the best work I’ve done in years. You should’ve read my last book.

larry

I don’t think I could.

Larry puts the manuscript in an envelop.

larry

But it’s not me who has to like it. If your friend Epstein likes it, that’s good enough for me.

kim

What are you doing with that?

larry

Epstein wants to see drafts of each chapter, so he can have Jeffrey make any necessary changes.

kim

You’re bringing it to him?

larry

No, you idiot. I’ll mail it to him from Montpelier. Then, in a few days, I’ll call him to get the changes.

kim

Don’t call me an idiot, Larry. You know I don’t like it.

larry

Don’t say stupid things and I won’t call you an idiot.

He walks toward the front door.

larry

I’ll be back in a few hours. And, Jeffrey, I want you to start on the second chapter. I want to see a chapter a day from you.

Larry walks out.

jeffrey

Charming relationship you two have.

kim

Fuck you. You know nothing about it.

Kim looks as if she were about to cry.

jeffrey

I guess not. I’m sorry.

kim

Forget it.

(beat)

How’s your lip doing?

jeffrey

Not too badly. The swelling’s gone down at least.

kim

You’ve really got to be careful about getting Larry angry. He’s got an awful temper.

jeffrey

(smiles)

So I’ve seen.

kim

It’s no joke. He could really get out of control. He could easily kill you in one of his rages.

jeffrey

As opposed to killing me coldly after I finish the book?

kim

So you do care if you live or die.

jeffrey

I don’t know. Maybe.

kim

Well, just remember, you ain’t dead yet. A lot could happen from now until then.

int. larry’s bedroom - night

Larry and Kim are having rough sex. After Larry climaxes, he rolls off her and pours himself a SHOT of WHISKEY.

kim

Was it okay?

larry

Fine. Get some sleep.

kim

Larry, are you really going to kill him after we get the money?

larry

That’s the deal I made with Epstein.

kim

But you said no one would get hurt.

larry

Things change. I couldn’t have expected killing him would be part of the deal, could I?

kim

No, but --

larry

But nothing. After Epstein approves the manuscript, he’ll make the wire transfer. And then, after we kill Jeffrey, we’ll simply leave the manuscript with the body.

(beat)

As Jeffrey’s agent, Epstein’ll be able to represent it even if Jeffrey’s dead.

(smiles)

It’s a perfect plan.

int. cabin - day

Larry enters. Jeffrey is typing while Kim watches television.

larry

Okay, I got Epstein’s changes for the first chapter.

jeffrey

I can’t wait to hear them.

Larry sits on the couch, pulls out a piece of PAPER, and reads aloud.

larry

Firstly, he says there aren’t enough four-letter words. . . . Secondly, the characters aren’t well enough developed. There’s too much mystery to them.

(beat)

And, finally, the hero isn’t rich or handsome enough.

jeffrey

I see. Basically, he wants an R-rated comic book.

larry

Basically.

jeffrey

(mildly exasperated)

Shall I rewrite the first chapter, or do you want me to come back to it later?

larry

Continue on. You’ll do the rewrite afterward.

(beat)

And don’t look so indignant. It’s not like you’re a real writer.

Jeffrey gives him a nasty look.

larry

(smiles)

What -- did I hit a nerve? I should’ve known there was some greater aspiration underneath all the dribble.

Jeffrey ignores him and starts typing.

larry

You know, I knew a whole bunch of guys at Princeton who thought they’d become the next Kerouac. . . . They probably all ended up accountants and lawyers.

Larry walks up behind Jeffrey and puts his hands on Jeffrey’s shoulders.

larry

So, tell me, who was it you wanted to be? Proust? Miller? Burroughs?

Jeffrey ignores him.

larry

Well, dream on, sweetheart. Just don’t forget who’s writing this book -- Jeffrey Collins, a hack who’ll never write anything but garbage.

int. cabin - day

Jeffrey is typing. Kim enters from the kitchen.

kim

Can I get you some lunch, Jeffrey?

jeffrey

That would be terrific. I’m really in the mood today for some Châteaubriand.

kim

How about a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?

jeffrey

That was my second choice. I don’t suppose you have any Rothschild to wash it down with? Any year will do.

kim

The best I can offer is grape juice.

jeffrey

Close enough.

int. cabin - later

Jeffrey and Kim are eating lunch together.

jeffrey

I must say, this is the best peanut butter and jelly sandwich I’ve ever had. My dear, you’re quite simply a culinary genius!

kim

Enough already. Don’t you ever stop with the jokes?

jeffrey

It’s what’s called a defense mechanism.

kim

I call it annoying.

(smiles)

I must admit, though, sometimes it’s hard to keep from smiling. Especially when you’re making fun of Larry.

jeffrey

You don’t say?

kim

But don’t you dare tell him that. He’d . . .

jeffrey

He’d what?

kim

Nothing.

jeffrey

He’d beat you?

kim

I don’t want to talk about it.

jeffrey

It must be difficult being with such a violent man. I mean, you must always have to be on-guard.

kim

I said, I don’t want to talk about it.

jeffrey

Fine. What would you like to talk about?

kim

How’s the book coming?

jeffrey

I should have chapter four done in a few hours.

kim

Can I read the new stuff? I really liked the beginning.

jeffrey

Be my guest.

She starts reading. Larry enters from outside.

larry

More changes from Epstein.

jeffrey

How delightful.

larry

Cut the bullshit, Jeffrey. I’m not in the mood for it today.

He sits on the couch and starts reading through the changes.

larry

At this pace, we’ll be here for a month.

int. cabin - morning

Larry stumbles downstairs. He is wearing a T-shirt and boxers, and is holding an empty WHISKEY BOTTLE. He obviously has a hangover. Jeffrey is lying on the couch tied up.

Larry wakes Jeffrey up, unties his arms, and leads him to the table.

larry

So, are you almost done with chapter six?

jeffrey

Not quite.

larry

Not quite? What the hell does that mean?

jeffrey

It means I haven’t started it yet.

Larry

What?!

Kim walks downstairs.

larry

I told you I wanted a chapter written every day.

jeffrey

I’m sorry -- it’s just not that easy.

larry

You’re sorry? You better believe you’ll be sorry!

Larry breaks the bottle on the table and cocks it toward Jeffrey.

kim

No!

Kim runs to Larry and grabs his arm. He pushes her away.

larry

Get away from me.

kim

Come on, Larry -- calm down. Let me make you some breakfast.

larry

I don’t want any breakfast. I want to bash his fucking head in.

Larry turns toward Jeffrey, but Kim stops him again.

kim

Please -- just leave him alone.

Larry hits her hard in the face, knocking her to the ground.

larry

Get the fuck away from me!

Larry throws the bottle against the wall. He rushes into the back room. Kim lies on the floor crying.

jeffrey

Are you okay?

kim

(nastily)

What do you care?

Jeffrey slowly reaches out his hand and gently touches her shoulder. A few seconds later, she pushes him away and stands up.

kim

Don’t touch me! I don’t need you. I don’t need any of you!

She rushes into the kitchen.

int. cabin - later

Larry enters from the back room. Jeffrey is sitting by the table.

larry

(angrily)

How come you’re not typing?

jeffrey

I’m not typing because I’ve nothing to type. It’s called writer’s block -- perhaps you’ve heard of it.

larry

I’m really getting tired of your mouth. This isn’t fucking Ulysses you’re writing. Start typing!

jeffrey

No!

Larry grabs Jeffrey and starts pounding his fist into him, over and over. Blood freely flows from Jeffrey’s face.

larry

Don’t you ever talk back to me again!

Kim enters from the kitchen carrying a FRYING PAN with TWO EGGS on top of it. She looks scared as she rushes toward them.

kim

Stop! You’ll kill him!

larry

Shut the fuck up!

She throws the eggs on the floor, and with her full force, hits Larry over the head with the frying pan. Larry collapses on the floor unconscious.

kim

Larry!

She collapses on the floor next to him. She runs her hands through his hair and cries.

kim

Larry!

jeffrey

Is he dead?

She turns to Jeffrey and looks at him with hatred in her eyes. She then crawls toward him and unties his legs, before returning to Larry.

kim

Get out of here. Get out of here before I kill you myself.

Jeffrey stands up and slowly walks toward the door, but suddenly stops. He turns back to her.

jeffrey

You can’t stay here. If he’s not dead, you’ll certainly be when he comes to.

kim

I don’t care. Didn’t you hear me -- get out of here!

Jeffrey quickly walks toward her.

jeffrey

Not without you.

He grabs her hand and lifts her up.

kim

What are you doing? Leave me alone!

jeffrey

I’m not leaving you here, so let’s go. I don’t care if I have to drag you out.

He leads her to the front door. She stops.

kim

But Larry . . .

jeffrey

If he’s alive, I’m sure he’ll fend for himself quite nicely. Now, let’s go!

They leave.

int. car - same

Jeffrey and Kim rush inside.

jeffrey

Quick -- where’s the keys?

kim

Inside. I’ll get them.

She starts to leave, but Jeffrey grabs her arm.

jeffrey

If you’re not back in two minutes, I’m coming in after you. . . . I mean it.

int. cabin - same

Kim enters. She can’t help but look at Larry and cry.

kim

Larry. I’m sorry. But you were going to kill him. I didn’t know what to do.

Larry stirs.

kim

Shit!

She rushes to the desk drawer to pull out a set of KEYS, before rushing back toward the door.

larry

(weakly)

Kim.

Kim stops.

larry

You’re fucking dead.

Kim runs out.

int. car - same

Kim rushes inside and throws Jeffrey the keys.

kim

Quick -- go!

jeffrey

Why -- what’s wrong?

kim

He’s coming to. Get the fuck out of here!

Jeffrey turns the key in the ignition and they leave.

ext. THE APPALACHIAN INN - later

Jeffrey parks in front of a decrepit motel.

int. car - same

Jeffrey turns to Kim.

jeffrey

Why don’t you get us a couple of rooms. We could both use the rest.

kim

Are you sure you don’t want to go to a hospital? You’re still bleeding.

jeffrey

I’ll be fine.

She leaves.

int. motel reception - same

Kim enters. She goes to the front desk and rings the BELL. The MANAGER, a fat man wearing only an UNDERSHIRT and BOXER SHORTS, enters from the room behind the desk.

manager

Yeah, what do you want?

kim

Two rooms.

manager

Let me see what I’ve got.

He sifts through the registry.

manager

Unfortunately, our fine establishment is very busy right now. We have only one free room.

He smiles, showing his missing teeth.

manager

The honeymoon suite.

kim

How much?

manager

(winks)

For you, sweetheart, only nineteen fifty, including tax. Cash, up front.

She takes out a TWENTY-DOLLAR BILL and hands it to him.

kim

Keep the change.

manager

Why, thank you. I’ll put it toward my kid’s college education.

He gives her the key, and she walks toward the door.

manager

Hey, honey, if you need any help in there, just give me a buzz. I’ve got nine solid inches.

kim

Oh, I think you’re being modest. You must have a lot more than just nine inches of fat.

She leaves. The manager’s smirk turns into a frown.

int. motel reception - same

The manager watches from the window as Kim leads a battered Jeffrey into the motel room. He then walks to the front desk and picks up the telephone.

int. motel room - night

Kim is washing Jeffrey’s face with a WASHCLOTH as he lies in bed.

jeffrey

You don’t have to do this.

kim

I know. But you saved my life back there -- it’s the least I could do.

jeffrey

I think you’ve got it a little backwards. It was you who saved my life.

kim

Well, if you had left me there, I’d be dead right now. . . . Besides, if it wasn’t for me, none of this would’ve happened.

jeffrey

Well, that’s true.

They smile awkwardly at each other.

jeffrey

So, I guess tomorrow we’ll drive into Boston. You’ll drop me off at my apartment and then you can go wherever you want.

kim

Okay.

jeffrey

And where will you go?

kim

I don’t know. I can’t go home, that’s for sure. That’ll be the first place Larry will look.

(beat)

I’ve always heard Montana is nice.

jeffrey

It is.

kim

You’ve been there?

jeffrey

A couple of times. I do a lot of traveling. It’s about the only thing I do these days, besides drinking.

kim

I really envy you.

jeffrey

Because I drink?

kim

I’m being serious. I’ve never been nowhere. Besides prison.

jeffrey

Do you mind if I ask why? I mean, you’re beautiful; and you’re smart.

She laughs.

kim

I ain’t neither.

jeffrey

That’s not true.

He gently caresses her cheek. She leans toward him. As they kiss, the door is broken through. TWO POLICE OFFICERS rush in and aim their GUNS.

first officer

Police -- freeze! Stand up and put your hands in the air.

Jeffrey and Kim stand up and put their hands up. The second police officer puts his gun in his holster and handcuffs Jeffrey.

first officer

Larry Simmons -- you’re under arrest for violating your parole. Anything you say can and will be used against --

jeffrey

But I’m not --

second officer

Shut up!

The second officer pushes Jeffrey toward the door.

first officer

What about her?

second officer

We better bring her along, too.

int. prison cell - day

Jeffrey is sleeping by himself. A short, heavy-set DEPUTY unlocks the door.

DEPUTY

Come on -- the sheriff wants to see you.

Jeffrey slowly stands up.

int. sheriff’s office - same

The SHERIFF, a large middle-aged man, is sitting behind his desk eating a DOUGHNUT. The deputy and Jeffrey enter. The deputy leads Jeffrey to a chair in front of the sheriff’s desk and forces him to sit down.

sheriff

That’ll be all, Deputy.

The deputy nods and leaves.

sheriff

Well, based upon the fingerprint analysis, it seems you’re not Larry Simmons after all.

jeffrey

That was what I was trying to tell your men last night.

sheriff

Please accept our apologies. It’s just that the license plates matched, and with your face banged up and all, it . . .

jeffrey

That’s quite all right, Sheriff. As long as everything’s straightened out.

sheriff

That’s the problem. Everything’s not straightened out. First of all, who are you? We couldn’t find any identification on you.

jeffrey

My real name is John Kessler.

sheriff

Real name?

jeffrey

I’ve been going by my pen name for years -- Jeffrey Collins.

sheriff

The Jeffrey Collins?

Jeffrey nods. The Sheriff smiles.

sheriff

Why, I know you. Well, at least my wife does. She’s always reading your books.

(beat)

So, what are you doing here? And why were you driving Larry Simmons’ car? And what were you doing with Kim Thomas, his girlfriend?

jeffrey

It’s a long story.

sheriff

I happen to like long stories.

jeffrey

Well, I was abducted by this Larry Simmons. That’s why I have all these bruises.

sheriff

Was Ms. Thomas involved?

jeffrey

She actually saved my life; and she helped me get away.

sheriff

You don’t say? Judging by her record, she doesn’t quite seem to be the humanitarian type.

jeffrey

People change.

The sheriff leans back in his chair.

sheriff

Not as far as I’m concerned.

jeffrey

If there isn’t anything else, Sheriff, . . .

sheriff

Just a minute. Can you tell me where Simmons is now?

jeffrey

Probably a million miles away.

sheriff

You can at least tell me where you saw him last.

jeffrey

It was in the woods somewhere. Damned if I know where.

sheriff

Fine. You’re free to go, Mr. Collins. But I’d like you to stay in town for a few days.

(beat)

A couple of policemen from New Jersey are coming this afternoon to question Ms. Thomas about Simmons, and they might want to speak to you.

Jeffrey stands up and walks to the door. The sheriff picks up a RAP SHEET.

sheriff

You know, according to this, this Simmons character is pretty dangerous. You’re lucky you’re alive.

jeffrey

Yes, I’m very lucky.

ext. town - later

Jeffrey is walking down an empty street. A PICKUP TRUCK pulls up next to him and quickly cuts him off in the sidewalk. Larry steps out and points his pistol at Jeffrey. Larry has bloodshot eyes as well as a very unkempt appearance.

larry

(angrily)

Get in.

int. pickup truck - same

Jeffrey steps inside and Larry starts driving.

larry

(smiles)

Surprised to see me, sweetheart?

Larry turns on the police radio, which is lying on the dashboard.

A MALE and FEMALE POLICE OFFICER are having a conversation on the radio.

male officer (VO)

Still no sign of Simmons?

female officer (VO)

Sorry. We have three units out searching, but there’s a lot of country out there, a lot of places to hide.

male officer (VO)

And Thomas isn’t talking?

female officer (VO)

At least not yet.

male officer (VO)

Well, we know this woman pretty well. We’ll get her to talk.

female officer (VO)

When do you think you’ll get here?

male officer (VO)

In a few hours.

Larry turns off the radio. He looks toward Jeffrey, who is staring at the radio.

larry

(smiles)

No need to look worried, Jeffrey -- I’ve got your entire manuscript in the back seat.

int. interrogation room - night

Kim is sitting behind a desk. TWO NEW JERSEY POLICEMEN are questioning her. They are both tall and muscular. The sheriff is also there.

first POLICEMAN

One more time. Where’s Simmons?

kim

I told you I don’t know.

first POLICEMAN

That’s bullshit.

second POLICEMAN

Kim, aiding and abiding a fugitive is a serious offense. If you don’t help us out, you’ll be looking at some time.

kim

I told you, I don’t know.

sheriff

What I’d like to know is why you two abducted Jeffrey Collins?

first POLICEMAN

The writer?

second POLICEMAN

Well, Kim?

kim

Listen, I don’t know why he did it.

first POLICEMAN

Kidnapping is a federal offense. Maybe we should call the FBI.

sheriff

Collins says that Ms. Thomas saved his life.

second POLICEMAN

Is that so? You know, I’d really like to talk to this Mr. Collins.

sheriff

I thought you might. I’ve already sent my deputy to get him.

The deputy walks in.

sheriff

Where’s Collins?

deputy

He’s not at the motel. The manager says he hasn’t seen him.

EXT. THE LUCKY NINE MOTEL - SAME

Half the lights encircling the large neon motel sign are out.

int. motel - same

Larry is talking on the telephone.

larry

Don’t worry. It was just a minor delay. Chapter six is well on its way.

Larry smiles and looks at Jeffrey, who is sitting in front of a table. The portable typewriter is lying on top of the table. Larry points his pistol at Jeffrey.

larry

Ain’t that right, Jeffrey?

Jeffrey starts typing.

larry

(to the telephone)

I’ll contact you again as soon as it’s ready.

Larry hangs up the telephone and turns on the police radio.

jeffrey

Aren’t you taking a big chance hanging around this town?

larry

I’m just waiting to see what’ll happen with Kim.

(beat)

And then, we’ll find you another cabin where you can finish your great tome.

ext. police station - day

Kim slowly exits the building by herself. She has an unkempt appearance and looks very tired.

As she turns the corner, the pickup truck follows her. Halfway down the street, it pulls up next to her. Larry calmly waves his pistol at her and smiles.

larry

Did you miss me?

Larry directs her into the back with his pistol. She complies without showing any emotion.

int. pickup truck - same

Larry starts driving.

larry

It’s nice to be a family again.

ext. street - same

A NEW JERSEY POLICE CAR quickly turns the corner. It turns on its siren and starts chasing the pickup truck.

int. pickup truck - same

larry

(looks at Kim)

You set me up!

Larry quickly steps on the gas.

ext. street - same

The police car chases the pickup truck onto a two-lane country highway. The police car attempts to pass the truck a number of times, but is cut off.

Finally, the police car is even with the truck. They both try to push each other off the road. Larry takes his pistol and shoots the front tire of the police car and then pushes the car off the road, where it crashes into trees.

int. pickup truck - same

Larry looks back at the crashed police car, and then turns back to Kim.

larry

You’re nothing but bad luck.

He aims his pistol at her. She’s emotionless.

larry

Give my regards to the devil when you get down there. Tell him I’ll be seeing him soon enough.

Jeffrey knocks Larry’s arm toward the roof of the truck as Larry fires. Jeffrey and Larry struggle with the gun.

ext. highway - same

The truck moves into the opposite lane just as an OIL TRUCK appears in the opposite direction, fifty yards away. It loudly honks its horn.

int. pickup truck - same

With one hand, Larry quickly turns the steering wheel toward the right.

ext. highway - same

The pickup truck swirls out of the left lane seconds before the oil truck passes. The pickup truck continues past the right lane, off the highway. It then uncontrollably rolls down a hill into a ravine, where it crashes.

ext. ravine - dusk

There is no sign of life inside the truck.

int. pickup truck - same

Jeffrey comes to. Larry is seemingly trapped under the wheel unconscious. Jeffrey looks back at Kim, who is also unconscious. He gently caresses her cheek.

jeffrey

Kim -- are you all right?

Kim slowly comes to.

kim

Where are we?

jeffrey

I don’t know.

(looks around)

In some kind of ravine.

(to Kim)

Can you walk?

kim

I don’t know. My leg hurts.

jeffrey

We’ve got to get out of here.

ext. barn - day

A couple of birds rest on a crumbling roof.

int. barn - same

Kim is sleeping under a blanket. She wakes up.

kim

Where are we?

Jeffrey sits next to her.

jeffrey

It’s okay -- we’re in an abandoned barn. It was as far as I could carry you last night.

kim

Larry?

jeffrey

He’s dead. . . . I think.

kim

You think?

jeffrey

He was crushed under the wheel of the truck.

kim

But you’re not sure he’s dead.

jeffrey

I didn’t check his pulse, if that’s what you mean.

kim

I’ve got to get out of here.

(beat)

They only let me go so they could catch Larry.

jeffrey

How’s your leg?

She touches her leg.

kim

It’s sore. But I’ll manage. What about yourself?

jeffrey

I’m fine, besides a few bruises.

kim

Aren’t you lucky.

jeffrey

Yes, I’m very lucky.

He walks toward the door.

jeffrey

I’ll be back in an hour or so.

kim

Where are you going?

jeffrey

To arrange for a credit card to be delivered to me in the town up the road.

(beat)

And after that, I’m going to buy us some hiking gear.

kim

Hiking gear?

jeffrey

Yeah. Did you know we’re only a few miles from the Appalachian Trail?

kim

So?

jeffrey

Well, I think that’d be the last place they’d look for you.

kim

And they’d be right.

jeffrey

That trail is our escape route. It leads down the entire east coast.

kim

Our escape route? You don’t have to escape.

jeffrey

I know. But I’m rather enjoying the excitement, I must admit.

He walks toward the door. As he closes the door behind himself, he stops and peaks his head back inside.

jeffrey

Oh, I’m also going to buy you some hair color. Any particular color you’re partial to?

kim

(smiles)

Black will be fine.

He leaves. She continues smiling, curling up into a ball under the blanket.

ext. ravine - same

A TOW TRUCK pulls the pickup truck out of the ravine. On top of the ravine, the two New Jersey policemen and the Sheriff wait. The deputy rushes toward them.

sheriff

Any sign of them?

deputy

Nope. But there’s three sets of footprints around the stream. And two of them look to be going in the same direction.

sheriff

Well, they can’t go very far on foot.

first policeman

Sheriff, I think you should call a state-wide APB on them.

sheriff

If you think it’s necessary.

second policeman

But who’s the third footprint?

sheriff

My guess is Collins.

first policeman

You think he’s with them willingly?

sheriff

That’s a good question.

ext. appalachian trail - day

Jeffrey and Kim walk along a path wearing HIKING GEAR. Kim’s hair is BLACK. She is noticeably walking with a limp.

kim

How long are we going to walk on this trail?

jeffrey

Until we get to Massachusetts. Then, we’ll rent a car to Boston.

kim

You’ve got to be kidding! We must be fifty miles from the border.

jeffrey

Probably closer to a hundred.

kim

I can’t walk that far!

jeffrey

Would you rather have the police escort you?

(beat)

Besides, we don’t have to do it all in one day.

kim

And where are we supposed to sleep?

jeffrey

We should be able to find inns and lodges along the trail.

Two park rangers, VIC and MIKE, approach on HORSEBACK from the distance.

kim

Shit -- police!

jeffrey

They’re not police -- they’re park rangers. Just keep your cool.

The rangers stop and tip their HATS.

vic

How are you folks doing?

jeffrey

Fine. And yourself?

vic

Could be better. We’re looking for a couple of fugitives.

jeffrey

(surprised)

Fugitives?

Vic suspiciously looks at Kim.

vic

Yeah.

(beat)

Excuse me, but you two don’t happen to have any identification on you?

jeffrey

Unfortunately, we don’t. We’re real minimalists when it comes to hiking.

vic

So I see. You wouldn’t mind coming with us to the station, would you?

jeffrey

Is there a problem, Ranger?

vic

No problem at all. It’s just your friend there --

jeffrey

My wife.

vic

Your wife bears sort of a resemblance to one of the people we’re looking for.

Jeffrey giggles. Kim follows his lead.

jeffrey

That’s really funny.

vic

Maybe, but I don’t want to take any chances.

PETE’s voice comes over Mike’s WALKIE-TALKIE.

pete (vo)

Mike, do you copy?

mike

We copy, Pete. What’s up?

pete (vo)

I’ve spotted a couple of hikers who kind of meet the description. What should I do?

vic

Mike, hand me the walkie-talkie.

Mike hands Vic the walkie-talkie.

vic

Pete, this is Vic. What’s your location?

pete (vO)

I’m about a half-mile from Beaver Falls, in the direction of Wilson Pass.

vic

Okay. Keep your distance. I’ll be there in twenty minutes. Over and out.

pete (vO)

Copy. Over and out.

vic

Mike, escort these two back to the station.

jeffrey

Ranger, is this really necessary? It seems you’ve got your fugitives.

vic

Maybe; maybe not.

(to Mike)

Escort these two back to the station. I’ll be there in an hour. I’ll also radio the state police to meet you there.

int. ranger station - later

Mike, Kim, and Jeffrey enter. The station is empty.

mike

Please, have a seat. Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea?

jeffrey

We’re fine.

Mike sits down behind his desk. Jeffrey and Kim are still standing.

mike

Please -- have a seat.

They sit down. Mike looks through his desk for something.

mike

I know it’s here somewhere.

He sifts through some papers.

mike

Yes -- here it is.

He pulls out Kim’s MUG SHOT.

mike

Well, I must say, the resemblance is amazing.

He shows Kim the picture.

mike

Wouldn’t you say so, Ms. Thomas?

kim

I’ve seen better.

mike

(smiles)

I’m sure you have.

A VOICE comes across the RADIO STATION.

voice

Ranger Station 3 -- do you copy? This is the state police.

Mike gets up and walks to the radio. Kim sees a FRYING PAN lying by the sink. When Mike picks up the receiver, Kim picks up the frying pan and slowly approaches Mike.

mike

Ranger Station 3 -- come in.

She hits Mike over the head, knocking him unconscious. She hangs up the receiver.

jeffrey

Boy, you’re pretty dangerous with a frying pan.

kim

Not as dangerous as when I’m cooking with one.

They walk toward the front door together. She stops.

kim

You’re staying here, Jeffrey.

jeffrey

What do you mean?

kim

You can tell them I forced you at gun point to help me. They’ll believe you.

jeffrey

But what about you?

kim

Somehow I’ll make it.

jeffrey

And what if I want to go with you?

kim

I’m not dragging you into this any further.

A GUN SHOT fires through the window, just missing them. They fall to the floor.

jeffrey

It doesn’t appear as if you have any choice.

larry (os)

Come on out, kids. I’m waiting.

Kim peaks outside.

kim

(whispers)

Larry?

(to Jeffrey)

I thought you said he was dead.

Jeffrey shrugs his shoulders.

jeffrey

Come on -- out the back!

They rush toward the back of the station.

ext. ranger station, back door - same

Kim and Jeffrey exit to find Larry holding his pistol on them. He has the police radio strapped to his body. He is also holding a portable typewriter case.

larry

(smiles)

Going somewhere?

police radio

Ranger Station 3 -- do you copy?
. . . Our ETA is three minutes.

vic (os)

(from a distance)

Hey, you -- put that gun down.

Larry turns and fires at Vic. Vic fires back, just missing Larry. Larry takes cover by the side of the station.

jeffrey

(to Kim)

Quick -- inside!

Jeffrey and Kim rush inside.

int. ranger station - same

Jeffrey and Kim rush toward the front door.

ext. ranger station, front door - same

Jeffrey and Kim rush outside.

vic (os)

Hey -- you two -- stop!

Jeffrey and Kim rush toward the forest. As they reach the forest, two state police cars and the New Jersey police car arrive.

ext. forest - night

Jeffrey is trying to start a fire by rubbing TWO STICKS, but without success.

kim

I can’t believe you don’t know how to start a fire. I thought all guys knew how.

jeffrey

All guys except me.

He throws the sticks away.

jeffrey

It’s useless.

kim

Try this.

She takes out a LIGHTER from her jacket pocket.

jeffrey

Why didn’t you just give me this in the first place?

kim

You never asked.

He takes the lighter and starts a fire.

kim

Not exactly the inn you promised.

jeffrey

Well, we’re not exactly on the trail anymore. And after today, I think our hiking days are over.

kim

So what will we do?

jeffrey

I don’t know. I don’t even know where we are.

ext. forest - later

Kim and Jeffrey are lying by the fire. Jeffrey occasionally throws TWIGS into the fire.

kim

Jeffrey?

jeffrey

Yes?

kim

Do you think Larry’s still after us?

jeffrey

Probably.

ext. forest - day

Jeffrey and Kim walk aimlessly.

kim

You don’t have a clue where we’re going, do you?

jeffrey

Not a clue.

kim

Hey, isn’t that a road over there?

They walk a few yards to a path that leads to a DIRT ROAD.

jeffrey

Some road.

Kim notices TIRE TRACKS.

kim

Well, at least something has been through here.

jeffrey

It looks like motorcycle tracks.

MOTORCYCLE ENGINES roar in the distance.

jeffrey

Something tells me we better get out of here.

They hurry back to the path, but a MOTORCYCLE cuts them off. An additional FIVE MOTORCYCLES encircle them.

ext. forest - same

Larry finds Jeffrey and Kim’s camp site. He is still listening to the police radio and carrying the typewriter case. He looks very tired. He smells the ashes before quickly rushing away.

ext. dirt road - same

The motorcycles stop in a semi-circle around Jeffrey and Kim. All six bikers are large and gruff looking. The LEADER of the gang has a thick beard.

leader

A little lost?

kim

Not really. We’re just out for a little hike.

leader

Is that so? . . . You’re an awfully long way from the trail.

kim

Well, we like adventures.

leader

Then you’ve come to the right place.

The leader gets off his bike and walks toward Kim. He looks her over.

leader

I must say, you’re one mighty fine-looking woman. We ain’t had anything like you in a long time.

jeffrey

Well, as much as we’d hate to leave you guys, we really should be heading back. So . . .

leader

Hey, I believe I was talking to the young lady. You know, with six of us and just one of her, she’ll be plenty busy. So why don’t you just go run along now.

Jeffrey grabs Kim and pulls her behind himself.

leader

A hero, eh? I like heroes.

The leader grabs Jeffrey’s collar. He then cocks his fist back. He pauses, though, looking at Jeffrey as if he knew him.

leader

Your face is awfully familiar. Do I know you?

jeffrey

I guess I just have one of those faces.

leader

No -- I know you from somewhere.

The leader thinks about it for a few moments.

leader

That’s it!

The leader takes a PAPERBACK out of his back pocket and glances at its back cover. He smiles as he looks at Jeffrey. He then shows him the cover of “LUST OVER PIKE’S PEAK.”

leader

You’re Jeffrey Collins, the writer! I’ve read all your books!

jeffrey

You don’t say.

leader

Yeah, my ex old lady got me hooked on them. You’re the best writer I’ve ever read.

jeffrey

Thanks. . . . I think.

leader

What are you doing out here?

jeffrey

Like I said, we’re just taking a hike.

leader

Hey, I hope you’re not too pissed off. We were just having a little fun.

jeffrey

I firmly believe in letting bygones be bygones. So . . .

Kim nervously looks back into the bushes.

leader

Hey, would you mind signing my book?

jeffrey

I suppose not.

kim

(anxiously)

Could you do us a favor in return?

leader

Sure -- just name it.

kim

Could you give us a lift?

leader

Where to?

kim

Massachusetts.

leader

Massachusetts? I thought you said you were only taking a little hike.

kim

Well, to be honest, we weren’t being exactly honest. We --

jeffrey

Kim.

kim

It’s okay. These guys will understand.

leader

Understand what?

kim

We’re having a little trouble with the law.

leader

Jeffrey Collins . . . a fugitive?

kim

Actually, I’m the one who’s a fugitive. He’s just helping me out. So what do you say?

leader

Sure, we can take you to Massachusetts. Jump on. . . . But I want Jeffrey here to sign my entire collection.

ext. dirt road - later

As the motorcycles leave, Larry enters from the bushes. He aims his pistol at them, but pulls it back.

larry

Shit!

ext. Massachusetts border - dusk

The motorcycles stop, and Kim and Jeffrey get off.

kim

Thanks a lot, boys.

leader

Don’t mention it.

(beat)

And Mr. Collins, it was a real honor meeting you. Thanks again for the autographs.

Jeffrey smiles and nods.

int. new jersey policemen’s car - same

The first policeman is driving while the second policeman talks on the radio.

second policeman

Again, thanks for all your help, Sheriff.

sheriff (VO)

I’m just sorry they got away.

second policemen

Don’t worry -- we’ll get them eventually. Especially if they ever come back to Jersey.

(beat)

Also, the Boston Police will be keeping an eye on Mr. Collins’ apartment.

int. inn - night

Jeffrey and Kim are having dinner. Kim is ravaging her food.

kim

I’ve never been so hungry in my whole life.

jeffrey

So I can see.

kim

I can’t believe how good this is.

When she sees people dancing on the dance floor, she puts her knife and fork down. MELISSA ETHERIDGE’s “NOWHERE TO GO” plays in the BACKGROUND.

kim

Jeffrey, let’s dance.

jeffrey

You must be joking.

kim

(smiles)

Why?

jeffrey

Why? Well, for one thing, I can’t dance.

kim

Everyone can dance.

jeffrey

Everyone except me.

She stands up and pulls Jeffrey out of his chair.

jeffrey

What are you doing?

int. dance floor, inn - same

Kim and Jeffrey awkwardly dance with each other.

kim

See, you can dance.

jeffrey

Well, just don’t blame me if I step on your good foot.

She puts her head on his shoulder.

kim

Tell me, are you really doing this just for the excitement?

jeffrey

Why else would I be doing it?

She looks up into his eyes. He blushes. She smiles. As they are about to kiss, the song ends. He pulls his head from her, but his eyes remain focused on her.

int. room, inn - later

Kim and Jeffrey are sitting on the bed making out. Kim begins to unbutton his shirt. He pulls her hand away.

jeffrey

Wait.

kim

Why?

jeffrey

Why? Well, dancing’s not the only thing I don’t do well.

(beat)

And don’t you dare say that everyone knows how to do it.

kim

(smiles)

Okay, I won’t. But you’ve got nothing to worry about. You’ll be fine. Trust me.

She caresses his cheek.

kim

You do trust me?

He nodes, and they kiss.

int. room, inn - later

Kim and Jeffrey are making love under the covers. She slowly rolls off him, before wrapping herself around his body. She lays her head on his chest, and smiles.

kim

See, I told you it would be okay.

jeffrey

I’m sure it wasn’t much of a performance.

kim

You’re the best I’ve ever had.

jeffrey

Please -- you don’t have to lie.

kim

Who’s lying? Really -- you’re the best.

(beat)

You know, all the guys I’ve been with -- they would always ride me like an animal -- like they were trying to break me or something.

(beat)

Not you, though. We really made love. Just like in the movies.

int. car - day

Jeffrey is driving, with Kim in the front passenger seat.

kim

So, I guess when we get to Boston you’ll drop me off at the bus station.

jeffrey

Is that what you want?

kim

I guess. I mean, I can’t stay with you.

He pulls off to the side of the road and stops.

kim

What are you doing?

jeffrey

I don’t want to drop you off at the bus station.

kim

Why?

jeffrey

(looks straight ahead)

Because . . . because I love you.

She touches his face and turns it toward her.

kim

I love you, too. But . . .

jeffrey

But what?

kim

They’ll never stop looking for me. And when they find me, you’ll be in a lot of trouble.

jeffrey

That’s my problem.

kim

No, it’s not. Not anymore.

Jeffrey pensively stares out the front window.

jeffrey

We could . . . we could run.

kim

Where? They’d find us wherever we went. Hell, I’m probably already featured on America’s Most Wanted.

jeffrey

(smiles)

I doubt it.

(beat)

But, we could leave the country.

kim

And go where?

jeffrey

Well, I have a beach house in Nida. That’s in Lithuania.

kim

And where’s that?

jeffrey

Not too far from Russia.

kim

Russia? Won’t it be cold there?

jeffrey

Not at this time of year. And it’s a really beautiful place -- right next door to Thomas Mann’s house.

kim

Is that some friend of yours?

jeffrey

Who?

kim

Thomas Mann.

jeffrey

(smiles)

I’ll explain later.

kim

What about passports?

jeffrey

I know this writer who has a dozen passports. I’m sure he could help us.

kim

You mean, fake passports?

jeffrey

No, real ones. Deposit the right sum of money in the right bank account, and you can get a passport from any number of fine island republics.

(beat)

Hell, for a million dollars, there’s an island in the Indian Ocean that’ll make you a diplomat.

ext. jeffrey’s apartment building - day

A PLAINCLOTHES POLICE OFFICER walks up to James, the doorman, and shows him his badge.

james

What can I do for you, Officer?

police officer

Does Jeffrey Collins live in this building?

james

Yes -- but I haven’t seen him for weeks.

The police officer hands James his card.

police officer

Well, if he does show up, please let me know.

james

Is Mr. Collins in trouble?

police officer

Not at all. We just want to speak with him.

The police officer leaves.

ext. jeffrey’s apartment building - later

Jeffrey and Kim exit the building. Jeffrey is carrying a SUITCASE.

james

Going someplace, Mr. Collins.

jeffrey

Just a little trip.

james

Would you like me to call you a taxi to Logan?

jeffrey

That won’t be necessary, James. We’ve got a car.

As Jeffrey and Kim leave, Kim and James look suspiciously at one another.

int. jeffrey’s car - later

Jeffrey is driving. They are stuck in traffic. He looks toward Kim, who seems to be deep in thought.

jeffrey

Is something wrong?

kim

That doorman -- I know him from somewhere.

jeffrey

James? Oh, he just has one of those faces.

kim

Maybe.

(beat)

But how did he know we were going to Logan Airport? You didn’t tell him that.

jeffrey

(smiles)

You’re just being overly suspicious. All doormen are blessed with great intuition.

ext. jeffrey’s apartment building - later

A car speeds around the corner and stops in front of the building. Larry rushes out.

larry

Any sign of the cops?

james

Yeah. But we’ve got bigger problems. Collins just left. With some woman.

larry

Kim?

james

How would I know? I’ve never met her.

larry

She came to the prison a couple of times. Only then she was a blonde.

james

I thought she looked familiar.

larry

Where’d they go?!

james

Logan. If you take the T you’ll probably beat them there.

Larry starts running down the street.

james

Hey, you better not forget my cut!

int. logan airport - later

Jeffrey and Kim rush inside the terminal. Kim abruptly stops.

kim

Are you sure you want to do this? It’s not too late to back out. I’d understand.

He smiles and grabs her hand.

jeffrey

If you don’t hurry up, I won’t have any choice.

He quickly leads her away.

int. telephone booth - same

Larry dials a number.

INTERCUT TELEPHONE CONVERSATION - LARRY AND EPSTEIN

EPSTEIN

Hello.

larry

Yeah -- it's me.

EPSTEIN

“Me” who?

larry

(angrily)

Who do you think?

EPSTEIN

Well, it’s about time. Why haven’t you contacted me? I’ve been waiting over a week.

larry

Unfortunately, there’s been another little problem.

EPSTEIN

What kind of problem?

larry

Jeffrey’s temporarily escaped again.

EPSTEIN

I knew this was a bad idea. I’m calling the police.

larry

I don’t think so. I’ve been keeping recordings of our conversations. If I go down, so do you.

EPSTEIN

So what do you want from me?

larry

Nothing. I’ll be out of contact for a while. . . . But when I return, you’ll have your book.

EPSTEIN

I don’t like this one bit.

larry

You don’t have to like it.

Larry hangs up the telephone. He watches as Kim and Jeffrey exit onto the departure ramp. He then walks over to an airline counter, where a young FEMALE ATTENDANT smiles at him.

attendant

Can I help you, sir?

larry

Yes. When’s the next flight to Lithuania?

attendant

Not for another week, I’m afraid.

larry

(smiles)

That’s quite all right. One ticket, please.

int. beach house, nida - day

Jeffrey and Kim enter. The place is a mess and is covered with BOOKS.

jeffrey

I guess I should’ve had the place cleaned before I left.

kim

It just needs a woman’s touch. Give me a few days and you won’t recognize it.

She picks up a copy of DICKENS’ “GREAT EXPECTATIONS.”

kim

The first thing we’ll do is get rid of all these old books.

He grabs the book from her.

jeffrey

Do you realize most of these books are first editions? They’re priceless.

He takes the book from her, sits on the couch, and begins reading it.

kim

Well, at least allow me to organize them. Haven’t you ever heard of bookshelves?

(beat)

Are you listening to me?

jeffrey

What? Did you say something?

kim

What’s it you’re reading that’s so interesting?

She sits on the couch next to him and looks at the book.

jeffrey

Great Expectations. It’s one of my favorite books.

kim

Hey, wasn’t that a movie with Uma Thurman?

jeffrey

Not exactly. This, my dear, is the real thing.

kim

I guess it’s one of those books you have to be real smart to understand.

jeffrey

Not at all. Come here -- let me read you a little of it.

They lie on the couch, her head on his shoulder. He turns to the first page and reads aloud.

jeffrey

My father’s name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Phillip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.

She smiles. He looks at her.

jeffrey

What?

kim

Nothing. Keep reading.

He continues reading.

jeffrey

I give Pirrip as my father’s family name on the authority . . .

ext. beach - day

Kim and Jeffrey are sitting on an enormous sand dune facing the Baltic Sea. It looks as if they were in the middle of a desert.

kim

It’s beautiful here.

He kisses her neck.

kim

I could live here forever.

jeffrey

You might not like it so much in the winter.

kim

Sure I will.

jeffrey

The real question is what we’ll do here.

kim

You know, I really hadn’t thought about it.

jeffrey

Maybe I could try writing again?

kim

That’s a great idea. You could write that novel you talked about when we first met.

jeffrey

Please, I was drunk.

kim

Maybe, but it was the truth. It’s what you want.

jeffrey

Even if it were, so what? No one today wants to read anything but trash.

(beat)

Plastic, see-through characters -- with connect-the-dot plots and storybook endings.

(beat)

No, I’m afraid literature has become a dead art.

(beat)

And assuming I could even write the book -- which is a big assumption -- and could find a small publisher to print it, no one would read it.

kim

I’d read it. I might not understand it, but I’d read it.

She leans over to kiss him on the cheek. They lose their balance and tumble down a steep hill of sand.

int. beach house - day

Jeffrey is sitting in front of a TABLE. On top of the table is a TYPEWRITER and a stack of PAPER. He is staring out into space. Kim enters with a bag of groceries.

There is a maze of BOOKCASES around the room.

kim

How’s it going, honey?

jeffrey

Awful. I just can’t get it started.

(turns to her)

Maybe I was just kidding myself. Maybe Larry and Epstein were right
-- maybe I should just stick with what I do best.

She walks up to him and turns him back toward the typewriter.

kim

Just write. Never mind if it’s any good; and never mind what Larry and Epstein think.

ext. cafe - day

Jeffrey is sitting alone, reading THOMAS MANN’S “JOSEPH AND HIS BROTHERS.” Kim sits down next to him. In the BACKGROUND, a LITHUANIAN sings Karaoke.

jeffrey

So what did you buy?

She shows him a GLASS-ENCLOSED REPLICA of the city of VILNIUS. When she shakes it, it snows inside.

jeffrey

(smiles)

Very cute.

kim

I thought you’d like it.

A LITHUANIAN WAITER comes to their table.

waiter

Prašau.

Jeffrey sticks out two fingers.

jeffrey

Two Fantas, please.

waiter

Prašau.

The waiter leaves.

kim

What’s that you’re reading?

He shows her the book and she reads the front cover.

kim

Thomas Mann. Hey, isn’t that your friend next door? . . . How come I’ve never met him?

Jeffrey smiles. Kim turns toward the singer.

kim

Look -- they’ve got Karaoke! I’ve always wanted to try it.

jeffrey

Oh, please -- you’re not thinking
. . .?

She smiles and stands up.

jeffrey

Kim -- you don’t want the Lithuanians to form a bad impression about Americans, do you?

ext. karaoke stand - same

Kim is nervous as she sings (slightly off-key) “THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME.” The crowd applauds when she finishes.

ext. cafe - same

Kim comes back to the table. Jeffrey smiles at her.

kim

I always wanted to sing with the Pips.

She sits down.

kim

So what did you think?

jeffrey

It was beautiful. It was really beautiful.

int. passport control, vilnius airport - day

A gruff CUSTOMS OFFICER suspiciously looks at someone.

CUSTOMS OFFICER

Passport.

Larry appears. He smiles as he hands the man his PASSPORT.

int. beach house - day

Kim walks to the front door and stops. She turns around.

kim

Honey, I’m going to do some shopping. I’ll be back in a hour.

ext. street - day

As Kim walks past an alley, an ARM appears and pulls her in.

ext. alley - same

Larry smiles at Kim.

larry

Did you miss me?

kim

How did you find us?

larry

For you, I’d walk the ends of the earth.

kim

What do you want?

larry

You know what I want. I want the fucking book finished. And I want the fucking author dead.

(beat)

And you’re going to help me.

kim

Never.

He gently pushes her against the wall and puts his hand around her throat.

larry

If you want to live, you will.
. . . As long as I get the book, I’m willing to forget the past.

kim

How generous of you.

larry

Actually, I think I’m being very generous. Now tell me, I was at your little love nest yesterday, and I saw Jeffrey typing. Is he finishing the book?

She shakes her head.

larry

Then, what’s he doing?

kim

He’s writing a different book.

larry

Terrific. One book’s just as good as another.

(beat)

So this is what I want you to do. Just keep him focused on finishing. And when the time comes, . . .

(smiles)

The time will come.

He releases her and she begins walking away.

larry

And, Kim, don’t try to screw me. I’ll be watching you. If you two try to run, I’ll kill you both -- book or no book.

int. beach house, bedroom - day

Kim slowly packs a SUITCASE. After she finishes, she looks at her reflection in the mirror.

jeffrey (os)

Is everything okay, honey?

kim

Yes. I’ll be out in a few minutes.

She starts unpacking.

int. beach house - night

Jeffrey is furiously typing away. Kim is nervously sitting on the couch. The glass Vilnius lies on the table.

jeffrey

Almost done.

kim

Are you sure? Maybe you should do another draft.

jeffrey

(smiles)

I wouldn’t dare.

ext. beach house - same

Larry is standing outside one of the front windows. He smiles. Kim looks out and sees him.

int. beach house - same

Jeffrey finishes typing.

jeffrey

And “THE END.”

He smiles as he takes the piece of paper out of the typewriter and places it on top of a stack of paper. Kim smiles.

kim

So, it’s all done?

jeffrey

It’s all done. At least the writing part. Now comes the tough part. Endless query after query, followed by rejection after rejection.

kim

Still, I think it’s cause for celebration. Let’s go out.

jeffrey

Why not?

Kim jumps up in front of Jeffrey.

kim

No!

A SHOT fires into her chest. She falls over onto the couch. Jeffrey attends to her in shock, but bullets lead him away from the body and toward the bookcases. In the commotion, the glass Vilnius falls on the floor.

Larry enters holding a GUN. He walks to the table and sifts through the manuscript.

larry

Congratulations, Jeffrey -- you finished. I knew you had it in you.

(looks at Kim)

How heroic. I never knew you had it in you.

(beat)

Okay, Jeffrey, why don’t you come out and take your medicine?

He briefly waits before starting to search through the bookcases.

larry

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

(beat)

Come on, Jeffrey, make it easy for yourself. Let’s just get it over with, so Epstein can get his manuscript and I can get my money.

He searches the next set of bookcases.

larry

Okay, make it difficult for me. I’ll make it difficult for you too, sweetheart.

He searches the next set of bookcases.

larry

I guess you’re wondering how I found this place. Well, it was difficult tracing you to Nida; but once here, it was real easy.

(beat)

Especially when I found out Mann had a house here. I knew you wouldn’t be far away.

He searches the next set of bookcases.

larry

You probably bought this house thinking his karma would somehow rub off on you. Am I right?

(beat)

Well, I’ve read your shit -- you’ll never have anything in common with Mann.

He searches the next set of bookcases.

larry

But you know what? I just came up with a great idea. After this is over, maybe I’ll become a writer.

(beat)

I could write a book about the beautiful times we’ve had together.

(beat)

What do you think, Jeffrey? I could even call it “Death in Nida.” Get it?

Larry laughs.

Jeffrey appears and punches Larry into one of the bookcases, knocking a few of them over. Larry quickly gets up. Jeffrey throws another punch at him, but Larry blocks him.

Larry then punches Jeffrey four times, the last blow knocking Jeffrey onto the floor by the table.

Larry straddles Jeffrey’s hips. Jeffrey’s face is bloody. Larry picks him up by the collar.

larry

You see, Jeffrey, when it comes right down to it, you’re nothing but a worm. A cowardly little worm.

(beat)

And guys like me, we eat little worms like you.

Jeffrey sees the glass Vilnius on the floor. He picks it up and smashes it into Larry’s head. Larry falls to the floor unconscious. Jeffrey jumps on top of Larry and repeatedly smashes the glass into Larry’s head.

kim

(weakly)

Jeffrey?

Jeffrey stops. He throws the glass against the wall and rushes toward her.

jeffrey

I’ll call an ambulance.

kim

No.

jeffrey

What do you mean?

kim

I don’t need an ambulance. . . . I want you to read to me.

jeffrey

What?!

kim

Read to me.

Jeffrey

You need help!

kim

No. I need you to read to me. I want you to read to me what you read the other night. . . . Please.

He rushes to one of the bookcases. He then knocks a few rows of books over until he finds “GREAT EXPECTATIONS.” He brings the book back to her and sits on the couch.

jeffrey

What should I read?

kim

You know what.

He nervously flips through the book until he finds the page. He gets down on his knees, holds her hand, and reads aloud.

jeffrey

With a last faint effort, which would have been powerless but for my yielding to it, and assisting it, he raised my hand to his lips. Then he gently let it sink upon his breast again, with his own hands lying on it. The placid look at the white ceiling came back, and passed away, and his head dropped quietly on his breast.

(emotionally)

Mindful, then, of what we had read together, I thought of the two men who went up into the Temple to pray, and I knew there were no better words that I could say beside his bed than “O Lord, be merciful to him . . . a sinner!”

He collapses on her lifeless body.

int. pulitzer prize award ceremony - night - two years later

The MC opens an envelop.

mc

And this year’s Pulitzer Prize for Fiction goes to . . . John Kessler, for “The Very Best Thing.”

Jeffrey enters and accepts the AWARD.

jeffrey

Thank you, very much.

int. ceremony reception - later

Jeffrey is talking with a MAN.

man

It’s just amazing. To have had all the success you’ve had as a mainstream writer, to then make it as a literary writer as well. It’s just amazing.

(beat)

You’re truly a lucky man.

jeffrey

Yes, I’m very lucky. Well, if you’ll excuse me, . . .

Jeffrey begins to walk away. Epstein appears.

epstein

Jeffrey!

Jeffrey turns around.

epstein

Or should I say, John. Congratulations.

They shake hands.

epstein

I always knew you had it in you. I must say, though, I was a little disappointed that you didn’t come to me with this book.

Jeffrey starts to walk away. Epstein grabs him. Jeffrey turns back to him.

epstein

You’re not mad at me because of that kidnapping nonsense?

jeffrey

No, I’m not mad.

epstein

Good, because I want you to know that I was only biding my time. I would’ve never let you die. You know that, don’t you?

Jeffrey smiles.

epstein

Anyway, I was really disappointed you didn’t come to me with this book. I could’ve gotten one of the big houses to publish it. I could’ve gotten you a huge advance. I . . .

Jeffrey turns and begins walking away.

epstein

Just do me a favor -- at least give me a shot at your next book.

jeffrey

(his back to Epstein)

I tell you what -- why don’t you send me a query letter.

Jeffrey walks OFF-SCREEN.

epstein

A query letter?

int. ceremony reception - later

Jeffrey stops in front of a wall and looks up at an ENLARGED COVER of his book. Kim’s portrait is prominent in the cover design. He smiles.

jeffrey (vo)

The evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.

FADE OUT