Witness

Witness

Text from the original screenplay taped by myself ;-)

Lois Lane
Clark Kent / Superman
Perry White
Jimmy Olsen
Cat Grant
Inspector Henderson
Vincent Winninger
Sebastian Finn / Mr. Makeup
Barbara Trevino
Dr. Hubert
Mr. Tracewski
Teacher
Kids
others

Part 2

Come on, Clark. Answer!

Now he's got me paranoid.

Would you like to come in?

If I were you I'd want to know what I was doing outside the window.

Just 'hanging' around?

You ran into Clark. He told you I was in danger and wouldn't let him bodyguard me.

Am I right?
Yes.

So Clark asked you to be my bodyguard. Why not just knock on the door?
I thought it might be better if I stayed inconspicuous.
I'd change tailors, if you're going to go for the undercover look.
That's why you should let Clark keep you company.

Are you staying -

for dinner?
No, thank you. I have a few errands. But I'll come back.
Errands.

It's funny. I never think of Superman having to run errands.
I do have a life, you know.

Really? What kind of life?

Tonight, a Neighborhood Watch meeting, and tomorrow a prison...

Hihi, that's cute, I guess.

Well, I have to be on my way. You going to be okay?
Sure, I'll be fine.
Be careful. If the killer reads between the lines of your story and realizes you were there...
You... read my work?

Always.

Oh, ich mach dir auf. - Oooh.
Lock your doors and windows.

I promise.
He reads my work...

Well, you're here awfully early.
Twenty-four hours, 'round the clock, at your service, chief.
Jimmy?
What, chief?
Don't suck up, son. I don't like it. Now, why are you here?
Winninger's notebook. It contains some kind of scientific formula. Star labs has broken it down, but they don't know yet what its purpose is.
Anything else?
A map, which appears to be a large section of the Brazilian rain forest.
Well, what in the Sam Hill does some formula have to do with Barbara Trevino?

I don't know.
Well, pass the info on to Lois and tell her I said to get right an it.
Right.
There's nothing wrong with a little sucking up, son.
Right - chief.

Better!

Oh, no...

I tell then, Hey, go for it, they don't listen, they buy cheap. And what? Here it is. Costs two times as much more.

Mrs. Tracewski, this is Lois Lane - 105.

Oh, you know.
Any idea when that might be?
Oh, that long...
As soon as possible, Mrs. Tracewski, thank you.
(a knock on the door)
Mr. Tracewski! Your wife said it would be a couple of hours!

Not that I'm complaining. As you can see...
Mister Tracewski, are you all right?

Aaah!

Let go! - Let her go now!

Lois!

(Lois coughs, sputters, breathes.)

Okay.

O, Clark... - Clark...

It's all right, you're okay...

I couldn't breathe.

It was... that nice Mr. Tracewski...

No, it wasn't, Lois. It must have been someone else. I saw the real Mr. Tracewski leave.

He tried to kill me...

I'll find him...

No!

Please! Don't leave me!

I won't.

I'm here. I'm right here. I'm right here.

Lois, are you all right?
I'm fine!
What are you doing here?
This is where I work. I have a job to do.
Your job isn't going to be worth the sweat off an Elvis imitator if you're dead.
Kent, can't you talk any sense into her?
I'm hoarse from trying.
Look, this killer can apparently find me anywhere, and can look like anyone.
It's probably safer around a lot of people I know.

I don't think you're going to be safe until we find Mr. Can Make Himself Up To Look Like Anyone Else.

Isn't that Frank Sinatra...?
Uh, no. That's Sebastian Finn. Mr. Make-up, we called his. He could make himself look like just about anyone.
Mr. Make-up...

Jimmy! Try to find everything you can, especially the whereabouts of an... uh...

...What was his name...?

Sebastian Finn!
Who?

Look, Winninger, Finn and Barbara Trevino ware all in the same photo. That's a connection.
Fine, but why would Finn kill Winninger and what's any of this got to do with Barbara Trevino?
This is very creepy.
Taxi!

Don't you think it's creepy?

Finn could be anybody. Anybody you see could be somebody else.

... it's a global village now. We of the Rain Forest Consortium have to act accordingly.
How does it feel to be the first to hold this post?
Well, I don't officially hold it for two days, but at the risk of being premature...
... It feels great.
Ms. Trevino, concerning the death of Dr. Vincent Winninger...

Dr. Winninger was a brilliant scientist, and a dear friend of mine for many years.
I was shocked and saddened by his death.
How do you feel about the Ozone Layer? What about increased male potency?

Who are you?

Lois Lane, Daily Planet.

Well, Ms. Lane, I find your sense of humor odd, to say the least, and totally inappropriate.
I suggest this would be a good time to close this press conference.
Thank you all very much for coming.
Bold, Lois. Not too bright, but bold.

Did you see the look on her face? She know exactly what I was talking about. - Even if I didn't.
Well, now we'll never got to her.

Miss Lane? I am Dr. Trevino's administrative assistant. She wishes me to tell you that she will discuss whatever you like, privately.
I'm... here with Mr Kent...
I'm sorry. Just you, she said. You understand...
She wants to talk woman-to-woman. It's a sisterhood thing.

Sure, I understand completely. - But I'm still going with her.

Right this way.

This way, please.

Lois, wait!

Is this guy cool, or what?

Hey, if you can't stand the heat...

You gotta love that guy.

Superman had to run... or fly. I said we'd wait for the police.

Sebastian Finn, I presume. So... why'd you kill Dr. Winninger?

His Rosencrantz was atrocious.

But why come after me?

You could identify me.
No, I couldn't

Well, that's the way it goes sometimes.
How does Barbara Trevino fit into this?
Maybe you'll talk to the police.
Not likely. Superman may be the Man of Steel... But I have a will of iron.
Ach...

I hate actors.

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