18 INT. PEMBROKE JAIL - DAY

First Degree ©1996/97
Shooting Script
Revised Dec. 1, 1997

18     INT. PEMBROKE JAIL - DAY                                     18
         
       OFFICER HILDRETH and DETECTIVE DEARBORN are interrogating 
       LEPAGE who is sitting on a chair with his hands handcuffed 
       behind his back.
         
                           JOSEPH LEPAGE
                     (staring at Officer Hildreth 
                      with penetrating eyes)
                 Me no bad man… no talk, no proof
                     (demanding)
                 Gim'me French Priest
         
                           OFFICER HILDRETH
                 Not until you tell us how you killed her?
         
                           JOSEPH LEPAGE
                 No, no kill girl
                     (moving his head and hands as 
                      he speaks to indicate 
                      direction)
                 road go here, I go there, the girl lay 
                 there.
         
                           OFFICER HILDRETH
                 Did you use the two bloody razors or the 
                 long knife, that we recovered during the 
                 search of your house?
         
       LEPAGE sits and STARES at OFFICER HILDRETH with looks to 
       kill; but says nothing
         
                           OFFICER HILDRETH (cont'd)
                 You say that you were lost in the woods 
                 and wandered all the forenoon?
                     (restating for emphasis)
                 Lost in the woods? You lie, LePage and 
                 lie from necessity. No sensible Frenchman 
                 or Yankee could be lost there. 
                 You admitted to working for Mr. 
                 Daignault, chopping wood in his lot, and 
                 therefore must have walked over Academy 
                 Road and directly by the scene of the 
                 murder for several months, yet on this 
                 day, you get lost? How can this be?
         
                           JOSEPH LEPAGE
                     (calmly)
                 No say, no prove.
         
                           DETECTIVE DEARBORN 
                     (enters with print)
                 You don't have to say anything, LePage, 
                 because the evidence speaks for itself. 
                 Your guilt is as black as night.
         
       LePage attempts to get up from his chair and lashes out at 
       Officer Hildreth. As Detective Dearborn holds him down, 
       LePage is very uncooperative.
         
                           DETECTIVE DEARBORN
                     (continuing to restrain LePage 
                      in the chair)
                 Frank, you check the print whilst I hold 
                 him down.
         
       Officer Hildreth fights to get LePage's boot in the right 
       position to match the print and finally manages to check the 
       imprint. It is a perfect fit. As he realizes that it 
       corresponds he speaks directly to LePage.
         
                           OFFICER HILDRETH
                     (disgusted and angered)
                 You sick Bastard!
         
       LePage spits in Officer Hildreth's face and Hildreth slaps 
       LePage across the face.
         
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