He turns toward the table.
It's a shame they stopped me before I did
what I really had to do.
He walks slowly across the room, CAMERA FOLLOWING.
But hey, that's life.
The CAMERA FOLLOWS HIS HAND as he snuffs out his cigarette on
Jennifer's picture. The CAMERA SLOWLY TRAVELS DOWN THE TABLE,
finding a stack of 1/4" tapes, some legal-pad notes, a
crumpled sheet of paper, an open tape box, loose reels of
Sorry it worked out this way, Henry. You
only wanted to help.
The CAMERA COMES UPON Dr. Bloom, sprawled across the table,
1/4" tape wrapped tightly around his neck. Ricky's hand
ENTERS FRAME and withdraws a set of keys from Bloom's coat
I appreciate the effort, though.
PAN TO the tape recorder, spinning silently next to Bloom.
But between you and me, Doc, I know who's
We HEAR Ricky unlock and open the door.
Hey, what the --
We HEAR a brief OFFSCREEN STRUGGLE. TILT DOWN and discover
the tape machine's "RECORD ON" light burning BRIGHT RED in