Script rewrite

UNKNOWN SCRIPT SEQUENCE

EXT. DAY. ALCATRAZ

A tourist boat approaches the island as we hear people talking on the boat.

CUT TO:

INT. DAY. TOURIST BOAT. SAN FRANCISCO BAY

FRANK, now looking older and grizzled, is leaning on the stern of the boat, gazing at Alcatraz as he reminisces about his time there.

EXT. NIGHT. ALCATRAZ

Flashback, 1962. FRANK, wearing a prisoner uniform, breaks through a vent on the outside while we hear guards in disarray. He makes his way to the cliffs and sees guard’s torches approaching. FRANK is forced to dive into the sea and swim back to the main land.

INT. DAY. TOURIST BOAT. SAN FRANCISCO BAY

Back to present day, a wearing a suit is watching FRANK from the bow while smoking. Before he can make contact, FRANK begins to head towards the top deck of the ship. The man flicks his cigarette into the sea and makes his way upstairs.

INT. DAY. TOP DECK. TOUR BOAT

FRANK scans Alcatraz to see that not much has changed since his escape from incarceration. His focus shifts when he hears the man from earlier approach him and leans on the edge with FRANK.

                            AARON:

  First time on the tour?

FRANK doesn’t face AARON but instead ignores him.

                            AARON

                         Yup, I’ve been on this tour loads of times.

           

                            FRANK

                         Gets boring after a while.

AARON turns to FRANK and stares intensely at him. After a moment of silence, FRANK responds.

                            FRANK                

FRANK            Listen kid,

Before FRANK can finish the captain on the intercom announces that they have arrived.   

 

EXT. DAY. ALCATRAZ

The boat reaches the ferry terminal and FRANK prepares to get off.

                            AARON

                          93,000

FRANK stops and turns around.

                            FRANK

                          What?

                            AARON

                          Money, FRANK. 93,000 Dollars.

FRANK’s face grows a smirk as he works out who AARON is.

                           

                    FRANK

                          CLARENCE put you up to this, kid?

He chuckles to himself before AARON hands him a card with an address and phone number on it. FRANK checks it to confirm it was what he was after. AARON looks quite sheepish now that FRANK is onto him. He gestures to the card.

                            AARON

                         Was that worth the money?

FRANK sheaths the card into his coat pocket chuckling again.

                            FRANK

                         Trust me kid, I’m getting more for my money.

EXT. NIGHT. STREET, SAN FRANSICO

FRANK walks up to a phone booth and steps inside

INT. NIGHT. PHONE BOOTH

FRANK pulls the change out of his pocket and puts it into the coin slot and punches in the number on the card.

INT. NIGHT. SHEILA’S HOUSE - LOUNGE

A phone on the wall starts ringing as WOMAN 1 quickly picks up the phone.

                            SHEILA

                 Hello?

                            FRANK (voice over phone)

                 Figured that you could do better than CLARENCE

SHEILA freezes as FRANK’s voice hits her ears.

                            FRANK (voice over phone)

                 Might want to sit tight. I’m on my way.

SHEILA throws the phone down and starts panicking.

EXT. NIGHT. STREET

FRANK puts the phone down and steps out of the phone booth. He then proceeds to hail a cab.

INT. NIGHT. SHEILA’S HOUSE – LOUNGE

CLARENCE enters the lounge from the bathroom to see WOMAN 1 distressed. He contemplates what to say before surmising.

                      

CLARENCE

            You’d think after 3 years, he’d let up.

SHEILA tries to embrace him but he instead heads towards to door.

                            CLARENCE

                   Lock up and keep out of site.

I          I’ve got to meet some people.

CLARENCE exits and walks down the path towards his car.

EXT. NIGHT. WHARF, SAN FRANCISCO

AARON is walking along the docks as he receives a message on his phone. He turns around and starts walking towards the city, whistling as he does.

INT. NIGHT. TAXI

FRANK is sitting in back in silence as he stares out the window.

                           

                    DRIVER

                    All right pal, end of the line

FRANK’s hand fumbles in his pocket and pulls out some money. In a rush, he doesn’t bother to worry about change

                            FRANK

                    Keep the change.

FRANK leaves the cab and moves quickly towards the house.

INT. NIGHT. SHEILA’S HOUSE

SHEILA hears FRANK try to force the door open and heads for the kitchen.

EXT. NIGHT. SHEILA’S HOUSE

FRANK manages to break the lock but before he can make it to the kitchen a car pulls up. FRANK turns around to see AARON step out and head up the path.

           

                            AARON
                     Thank you very much!

                                    FRANK
                             What?

While AARON and FRANK talk, SHEILA attempts to sneak out while they argue however, mid sentence, AARON pulls out a gun and shoots her. FRANK is initially stunned and proceeds to force AARON against the wall and breaks his wrist, snatching the gun and shoving it in his coat pocket.

                

                            FRANK

                     You idiot! I wanted her alive.

                            AARON

                     Hey! Hey! We weren’t even in cahoots.

                     I mean, you didn’t even recognize me!

                     Although…he did.

FRANK looks confused and follows AARON’s eyes to see where he is looking. As he does, a bright light aims at FRANK forcing him to squint at the silhouette standing in front of the car headlights emitting the light.

                            CLARENCE

                     Figured you'd think to stay away, Franky.

CLARENCE steps towards the house as FRANK throws AARON to the side onto his wrist, causing him to wince in pain. FRANK turns towards CLARENCE and starts pacing towards him. CLARENCE also starts pacing towards FRANK as AARON watches SHEILA bleed out. As they prepare to fight, opening with FRANK throwing a punch at CLARENCE, he is cut short by a stabbing sensation to the stomach. He sees that CLARENCE as thrust a knife into him as he staggers back in pain.

                

                       FRANK (weakly)

                     Shouldn’t have sent an armed henchman

While CLARENCE is left perplexed, FRANK nonchalantly pulls out AARON’s gun and shoots CLARENCE in the head. AARON walks towards FRANK.

                       AARON

                     Hey, uh, you need an ambulance or something?

FRANK turns his head to look at him and shakes his head before wandering off down the street as police sirens are heard in the distance.