
A CROWDED ROOM byJames Cameron FADE IN:We dont know what were looking at. Its an abstractmass -- swirling lines in constant motion -- but were tooclose to see any form.As WE PULL BACK, we can now make out that they are whatseem like animated streaks of charcoal -- forming andreforming
Are you alright? You look like
you're about to fall apart.
BILL
I'm scared.
DR. HUBBARD
There's nothing to be scared of.
I'm Dr. Hubbard from the Southwest
Community Mental Health Center and
I'm here to ask you a few questions.
Where are you currently living?
BILLY
Here.
DR. HUBBARD
What's your Social Security number?
BILLY
I don't know.
DR. HUBBARD
Is it 126-44-6218?
BILLY
I don't know.
DR. HUBBARD
Billy, if I'm going to help you,
you're going to have to try and...
BILLY
Billy's asleep.
DR. HUBBARD
What?
BILLY
Billy's asleep. And the others
don't want me to wake him up.
DR. HUBBARD
What others?
BILLY
The other people. They want Billy
to stay asleep.
DR. HUBBARD
Who are these other people?
BILLY
I can't talk about it. I made a
mistake telling you. Promise you
won't say anything to anyone.
DR. HUBBARD
I promise. But you have to tell
me...
BILLY
(upset)
I can't...
DR. HUBBARD
Alright, you don't have to say
anything else, but would you do me a
favor?
BILLY
What?
DR. HUBBARD
Would you sign your name for me?
BILLY
O.K.
She gives him a pen and paper. He takes it into his left
hand and scrawls in a child's penmanship: DANNY.
INT. HALL OUTSIDE OF SAME DRAB WHITE ROOM
Through the door, we see BILLY, alone, waiting. Outside,
DR. HUBBARD and JUDY STEVENSON, a public defense
attorney, are talking.
JUDY
Multiple personality disorder? You
mean like Sybil?
DR. HUBBARD
Worse -- if one of the personalities
is a violent criminal.
JUDY
With all respect, Doctor, if you
were a rapist, caught dead to rights
with a ton of evidence in your
apartment, wouldn't you try and make
up a story, too? Trust me, this is
a guy who read a bestseller and got
a brainstorm.
DR. HUBBARD
Maybe, but I don't think so. He's
already been seen by three separate
doctors because no one could make
head of tails of him.
JUDY
Well, I thought I'd seen it all, but
I have to admit "I didn't do it, he
did" "No I didn't" "Yes he did" --
that's a new one even to me.
DR. HUBBARD
Just come in and talk to him with
me -- then decide.
JUDY
We'll represent him no matter what.
We have to. But fine--
(as they go in)
I only have a caseload that high
sitting on my desk while I waste a
whole afternoon here...
INT. GARY SCHWEICKART'S PUBLIC DEFENDERS OFFICE
The first thing we hear is reggae music: Bob Marley's
"Jammin", with a male voice that can't really sing,
singing along. Then we PAN along the office -- a royal
mess -- books, papers everywhere -- a poster of the BILL
OF RIGHTS with "NULL AND VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW"
stamped across it in red letters. We finally come to a
big, bear-like figure in an ex-hippie's khaki shirt and
jeans -- late thirties, with a beard and an oversized
stogie, skankin' around the office. This is GARY
SCHWEICKART.
GARY
(in a Jamaican
accent)
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my
client, Jah Skank Irie, is innocent.
For i