RECKONING Season 1 Episode 19/120

EXT. STREET BEHIND THE OLD WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

The officer cautiously approaches Ezekiel. He’s still pointing his gun at him ready to shoot if needed.

EZEKIEL
Is there a problem, officer?

POLICE OFFICER
We got an anonymous tip that someone is preforming illegal organ transplantations in this storage. Do you know anything about that?

EZEKIEL
(pretends he is disgusted)
What? No! Oh my God! That’s awful. How can someone even do such things!

POLICE OFFICER
People do all kinds of things for money. (lowers his gun a little) So you know nothing about it? There’s nothing you’ve maybe heard or seen?

EZEKIEL
(shakes his head)
No. If I knew something, I’d tell you straight away. People who are doing this should be in jail.

POLICE OFFICER
And what are you doing here so late ... and alone?

The officer approaches him even closer. Light from a nearby street lamp illuminates the blood on Ezekiel gloves. The officer instantly notices it.

POLICE OFFICER
(again points the gun at him)
What’s that?

Ezekiel looks at his gloves.

EZEKIEL
(nonchalantly)
Oh, nothing. Just paint. I forgot to take them off. My wife, she suddenly decided that we need to paint our bedroom in red. Apparently she had heard this will help to revive our marriage. (snorts) Women. I was just going to buy more paint when you stopped me.

The officer isn’t very convinced. Makes two steps towards him. Now there’s only a meter of asphalt between them.

POLICE OFFICER
Wait a second. You are that ... that famous doctor. Walker or something like that. I knew you look familiar.

EZEKIEL
(chuckles)
You must have me confused with someone, officer. I’d wish I’m him. Then I wouldn’t have to paint the walls by myself.

POLICE OFFICER
Yes, yes, tell that to someone else. (takes his handcuffs, wants to cuff Ezekiel) You have the right to remain silent ...

It all happens in a split second. Ezekiel takes a scalpel from his pocket and slams it into the officers neck. The officer COLLAPSES to the ground and BLEEDS to death.

Ezekiel takes off his gloves, puts them in his pocket and goes to the main street where he notices an empty taxi. He rushes to it and enters it.

EZEKIEL
(panting)
Drive! Drive!

5 MINUTES LATER

INT./EXT. TAXI - STREETS OF NEW YORK - NIGHT

Ezekiel looks back to see if anyone is following them. He doesn’t see anything suspicious. Breathes a sigh of relief. Checks whether his gloves are still in his pocket. They are. Then he looks in the rear-view mirror to see if the driver is watching him, but strangely he’s not. He can’t even see his face because it’s too dark inside the car. Ezekiel is suspicious.

EZEKIEL
I’ll go out here. Thank you.

But the driver doesn’t stop. He keeps driving. Something is wrong. And Ezekiel can feel it.

EZEKIEL
Hey! I want to go out, do you hear me?!

No answer. Ezekiel tries to open the door, but it’s locked.

After some time the taxi finally stops… in front of a police station.

EZEKIEL
(panics)
What are we doing here? What do you want from me?! Who are you?!

The taxi driver turns their head to Ezekiel and POINTS a gun at him. They has a Guy Fawkes mask on their face.

DRIVER
(using a tonal modulator)
If you want to live, you will do exactly what I’m going to tell you now.

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