Reacher Pilot 6th Pre-Production Studio Draft 1/12/2021 36.
JD (CONT'D) Good girl... I like them glasses too. Gimme my glasses.
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* Hubble looks to Reacher. Reacher stares back, expressionless. * So Hubble nervously gives up the glasses. JD drops them, * steps on them, grinds them into the floor. The others laugh. * JD * (CONT'D) Now there’s one more thing I want * from you. * (unzips his pants) * On your knees, girl. * Hubble doesn’t move, frozen with fear. That’s when Reacher * drops down from the top bunk. He approaches the gang the way * only Reacher can - confident, factual, honest. * JD * (CONT'D) Look at this Redwood motha-fucka. * What you want? * REACHER * To give you a choice. See, you’re * in my house, fatso. And you never * asked permission. So you and your * friends can leave now, or they can * carry your fat ass out in a bucket. * JD looks to his friends. They laugh at Reacher. * JD * Bitch, you know who you talkin’ to? * REACHER * A nobody. Now I’ll count to 3. One-- * Reacher HEADBUTTS JD , collapsing his nose! JD falls against * the wall; Reacher grabs his shirt and elbows him 3 more times * in the face! It’s over in 2 1/2 SECONDS! * JD’s pals are shocked. They don’t dare move a muscle. Reacher * firmly steps to Inmate #2, points to his SUNGLASSES. * REACHER * (CONT'D) You owe us a pair of glasses. * Inmate #2 - now a total Beta - takes them off, holds them * out. Reacher takes them. A beat, then... * REACHER * (CONT'D) Now get out of my cell. * The Inmates grab JD, quickly exit. Hubble is stunned silent * as Reacher climbs up onto the bunk, lies down, stares at the * ceiling. Hubble gathers himself... *
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