[Script] Tossing Grenades At Windmills - Page 47

Dansen

Some cop you are. Come on, let’s get out of here. You’re being awfully quiet there Captain Cosmos

Smirk

You would be too if your world just turned upside down. 

The two cops take Frank away in the squad car.

INT. FRED’S HOUSE – NIGHT

Fred turns around and sees his wife and children there looking very upset and angry. Fred hangs his head and sighs.

INT. PADDED CELL - NIGHT

Frank is inside a Padded Cell again and in a straight jacket. Doctors can be heard talking outside of the cell.

Voice #1

Goodnight Dr. Noble, we’ll resume counseling in the morning. It’s good to have you back. 

Voice #2

I always knew he was crazy, just pretending to be sane/ 

Voice #1

Yes, it seems you were right. 

Voice #2

Darn right I was. Nobody ever listens to me. Even though I’m the one that works with them all day. I’m the one that can see that little cackle in their eyes, the way it gleams. 

Voice #1

Yes, well it does seem that sadly, this time you were right. What a shame. 

Voice #2

Shame?