THE WILD BUNCH Written by Kathy Slevin and Jeff King
PROLOGUE FADE IN: EXT. FRASER'S APARTMENT - DAY DIEFENBAKER sits by the window, while FRASER is shown in the background with his right hand holding up an object. FRASER (OS): And I'm making up two bowls ... CUT TO: INT. FRASER'S KITCHEN (CONTINUOUS) FRASER's right arm is raised high, his right hand holding a medicine dropper above two medium-sized bowls (foodbowls) resting on top of the kitchen sink. With a deliberate, circular motion, FRASER drizzles droplets of clear liquid on top of the dogfood. FRASER (continued): ... one for lunch, and one for dinner. Make sure he finishes them (FRASER picks up the bottle of vitamins, returns dropper to bottle, sets it back on the sink; then takes one of the foodbowls and walks toward the refrigerator) -- and no snacking in between. (CAMERA MOVES. We see WILLIE standing next to the refrigerator, dressed in an oversized jacket and cap). WILLIE: He won't eat it - he hates vitamins. FRASER opens the refrigerator door. FRASER: Well, they're good for him. He's been looking a bit peaked of late. CUT TO: DIEFENBAKER seated on one of the chairs, still looking out the window. WILLIE: He just wants to get out, you know. Don't you, boy? DOGS BARKING (OS). FRASER moves toward the window and peeks down. FRASER: Hmmm. EXT ANGLE SHOT - OUTSIDE FRASER'S APARTMENT A GROUP OF DOGS waits for DIEFENBAKER FRASER (continued, OS): Them again. CUT TO: INT. FRASER'S APARTMENT WILLIE: They're not bad. FRASER: Oh, I'm not saying they are. But you'd think you could exercise better judgment when choosing friends, don't you? (Gives DIEFENBAKER a meaningful look) FRASER takes bag of trash near the sink and turns away. DIEFENBAKER growls in objection. FRASER turns to face DIEFENBAKER. FRASER (sternly, as he waves a finger at DIEFENBAKER): No, no, don't start with me again! You know what happened the last time. WILLIE: Aw, come on, they're dogs! They're supposed to knock over trashcans. FRASER: THIRTY-SEVEN trashcans, all in a row? WILLIE: So they got excited! FRASER: So did the sanitation engineer ... FRASER takes his coat from the chair and begins to put it on. FRASER (continued): -- and I didn't notice either of you offering to carry him to the hospital. WILLIE: He weighed three hundred pounds, and besides, all he did was faint! FRASER pauses and gives WILLIE a stern look. WILLIE: Okay, I'll watch him this time. He'll never leave my sight! FRASER nods. He continues to button on his coat. FRASER: And he's already had one walk today... CUT TO: EXT OUTSIDE FRASER'S APARTMENT - DAY GROUP OF DOGS still lingering, BARKING, waiting for DIEFENBAKER to come out. CUT TO: INT FRASER'S APARTMENT - DAY FRASER (continued): You feed him, and when I get home from work, we can all take a walk together. WILLIE: You gave me the job, why won't you trust me with him? FRASER takes his stetson from the table. FRASER: Oh, I do trust you. I do, it's just that ... FRASER hesitates. He motions for WILLIE to come closer and puts an arm around him. FRASER (softly): It's just that he seems sort of ... oh, he's out of sorts lately and I don't know what the problem is because he won't open up and talk to me but I think once he and I have had a little chat, then ... DOOR OPENS. RAY (OS) CLEARS THROAT. RAY is dressed in a thick blue coat, a scarf around his neck. RAY (grumpily): Okay, I'm here! If you wanna lift, let's get in the car! WILLIE (softly, to FRASER, who bends down slightly to listen to him): I thought he blew it up. FRASER (equally softly): He did. RAY (draws a hand up): We're not talking about that, okay? We don't mention it, we don't discuss it. WILLIE: Sure. FRASER: Fine. RAY: Let's go. RAY turns around and walks out. WILLIE (softly, to FRASER): What's he driving? RAY (OS): Heard that! FRASER (calling out): Be right there, Ray! FRASER begins to walk away from WILLIE, but turns at the last moment. FRASER: All right. Try and have a good day. DOOR CLOSES. WILLIE approaches DIEFENBAKER, pats him. WILLIE: Hey, boy. Yeah, I know. How about a nice game of Monopoly? DIEFENBAKER gets off the chair and walks off. WILLIE watches DIEFENBAKER as he leaves. WILLIE: No, huh? CUT TO: INT. RAY'S CAR. - DAY FRASER's GLOVED HAND opens the glove compartment of Ray's car. Knob comes off as he turns it, door FLAPS OPEN, revealing scraps of paper and junk inside. FRASER: It's a nice glove box, very spacious ... EXT/INT RAY'S CAR - DAY FRASER pats the seat, while RAY looks ahead, trying to concentrate on his driving. FRASER (continued): ... Good seat covers... FRASER turns to look at the backseat. FRASER (continued): ... Motorpool... RAY (softly): I thought we agreed not to talk about it. FRASER: No, of course, of course. The loss of a loved one is always a shock. RAY (softly): Fraser. FRASER: No, I'm sorry, Ray. But I do understand -- you'd be hard-pressed to find a finer example of Detroit's automotive engineering than the 1971 Riviera... RAY (blows up at last): Enough! Okay? Enough! Alright? (in an increasingly angry voice) You took the Riv, you drove it all over the countryside, you gave it to a convicted felon, you ran it into a ditch, AND (softens) you forced me to blow it up. (pauses) I've done enough. FRASER (leans slightly forward): Lives were saved, Ray. RAY (not looking at FRASER): And yours was spared. FRASER looks at RAY, not speaking, then looks ahead. RAY (softly): I loved that car. RAY's CAR SPUTTERS and finally goes dead. FRASER looks at RAY. RAY looks back. RAY (softly): Not a word. FRASER says nothing, holds a hand up as if to say, "As you wish". CUT TO: EXT/INT FRASER'S APARTMENT - DAY DIEFENBAKER peeks out of FRASER's window. ANGLE SHOT of DOGS. The sound of DOGS BARKING can be heard. WILLIE is standing next to DIEFENBAKER. WILLIE: Can't you tell them to shut up? Somebody's gonna call the cops! They're your friends, do something! CUT TO: EXT FRASER's APARTMENT - DAY DOG rising up on its paws, barking, as if to entice DIEFENBAKER to come out and play. CUT TO: EXT/INT FRASER'S APARTMENT DAY WILLIE: You heard Fraser, you're grounded! DIEFENBAKER whines. WILLIE: Forget it, 'kay? You're a bad influence on me, you know that? WILLIE: Okay, okay! WILLIE finally opens the window for DIEFENBAKER to step out. CUT TO: EXT/INT FRASER'S APARTMENT DIEFENBAKER comes down the fire exit. DOGS appear from everywhere - a broken fence, near trash cans, a stack of boxes. The sound of DOGS BARKING can be heard. CUT TO: EXT/INT FRASER'S APARTMENT WILLIE: Diefenbaker, Diefenbaker, wait up! Hey, hey! WILLIE begins to climb out window and run after the dogs. WILLIE: I've got milk bones. Anybody want milk bones? WILLIE watches the pack run away. WILLIE: Oh, no. I'm dead! FADE OUT END OF PROLOGUE
ACT ONE FADE IN DOOHMAH sound. EXT. ALLEY DIEFENBAKER comes up from behind a wooden fence. He continues to run. Meanwhile, the OTHER DOGS continue to run, BARKING LOUDLY. CUT TO: EXT/INT ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK - DAY An ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER drives by. CUT TO: EXT ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK - DAY We see the truck with ANIMAL CONTROL painted on it. CUT TO: EXT ALLEY - DAY DIEFENBAKER continues to run, followed by his dog companions. He slips inside a fence made of chicken wire and SCRATCHES at an old yellow wooden door. WILLIE chases after the other dogs. WILLIE: Dief! Heel! Anybody? The other dogs turn left at the corner of the alley. Suddenly, we see an ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER driving a truck. As WILLIE continues to chase after the dogs, the truck follows them all, as they all turn left at an alley corner. CUT TO: EXT ALLEY - DAY A BLACK AND WHITE HUSKY wearing a RED COLLAR steps out of the wooden door, and runs off with DIEFENBAKER. CUT TO: EXT CHICAGO STREETS - DAY Ray's car continues to SPUTTER along. A MALE BYSTANDER takes a look at the car and shakes his head, as if in pity. EXT/INT RAY'S CAR - DAY FRASER and RAY are still not talking. We see the CAR'S LEFT FRONT WHEEL hitting a hole in the street. CAR SQUEAKS. The left front wheel of Ray's car hits a big pothole, and suddenly, the front car seat LURCHES to the left. RAY closes his eyes wearily, while FRASER simply raises his brows in reaction to what happened. CUT TO: EXT ALLEY - DAY DIEFENBAKER runs alongside the BLACK AND WHITE HUSKY. Together, the animals watch as their dog friends are chased by the ANIMAL TRUCK. As the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER attempts to capture one of their furry friends, the two of them break into a run. DIEFENBAKER eventually outruns MAGGIE. DIEFENBAKER runs alongside the ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK and distracts the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER from capturing his furry friend. Succeeding at this, the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER loses control of his driving and his truck hits a stack of boxes. He steps out of the truck. DIEFENBAKER and his furry friend hide from the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER (sighs): Dogs. As he turns to return to his truck, he sets his eyes upon the BLACK AND WHITE HUSKY. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Well, well, just what the doctor ordered! (He begins to hook the noose around the BLACK AND WHITE HUSKY) ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER (continued, in a soothing voice): Nice and easy, nice and easy, nice and easy ... come here. Come here, yeah, that's good. He squats, takes the collar off the BLACK AND WHITE HUSKY and reads what's written on it. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Maggie, is it? Well, hehe. Not anymore! He tosses the collar into a nearby junk pile. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Alright, let's go. Come on. Come on! He opens the door of his truck. The BLACK AND WHITE HUSKY gives off a soft whine, even as it enters the truck. DIEFENBAKER and his furry companion look on. When the truck begins to move, DIEFENBAKER begins to run after it. WILLIE, finally catching up, sees DIEFENBAKER. WILLIE: Diefenbaker, no! He begins to climb down a wooden fence in order to catch up, but then suddenly sees the ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK speeding down in front of him. Quickly, he climbs back up the wooden fence and jumps down, only to realize that a mob of dogs are barreling down on him. He YELLS and COVERS HIS FACE and FEAR, but the dogs pass him by. Relieved, he raises his eyes to the sky, his hands in a prayerful position, and gives a silent prayer. DIEFENBAKER continues to chase after the truck, his dog companions running behind him, then Willie. CUT TO: INT/EXT RAY'S CAR - DAY RAY's car SPUTTERS to a HALT as an OLD LADY passes by. OLD LADY pauses to take a look, then shakes her head. Ray tries to smile back at the lady and raises a hand in greeting. FRASER: That's not bad, right? I mean, we've been driving ... how far are we driving? RAY (holds up two fingers): Two blocks. FRASER: Ah. Oh, Ray! The ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK drives by. RAY (glares at the truck): Idiot! FRASER (Just as RAY begins to drive): Ray! DIEFENBAKER runs past them. FRASER looks in surprise. FRASER: Diefenbaker.
RAY: I know, I know, follow the wolf. RAY makes another attempt to drive, but then ... FRASER: Ooh, Ray, whoa, whoa. THREE TIMES, FRASER AND RAY turn their heads to watch dogs running in front of their car. RAY: Oh, great! Is it safe now or shall I wait for the cattle drive? FRASER: No, go ahead. RAY slams on the brakes, as he almost hits a person, who turns out to be WILLIE. WILLIE: Hey, watch it, bird-brain! A few steps from the car, WILLIE looks at the car, then shakes his head before running off. FRASER: You know, Ray, I think I'm just gonna ... RAY (beginning to step out of the car) Good idea. CUT TO: EXT ALLEY - DAY As the ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK drives through the narrow alley to chase the other dogs, DIEFENBAKER chases after the truck, and WILLIE chases after DIEFENBAKER. DIEFENBAKER, the dogs and WILLIE begin to climb up and down wooden fences. FRASER and RAY eventually catch up with all of them. FRASER effortlessly climbs up and down the wooden fences, while RAY huffs and puffs as he barely makes it to each of the wooden fences. The other dogs manage to outrun the ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK, DIEFENBAKER eventually faces down the ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK, WILLIE finally manages to catch up with Diefenbaker at a tunnel exit. WILLIE: Dief! RAY is left managing one last wooden fence. RAY (yells furiously): GET THAT KID! IF I FIND YOU AND THE WOLF, YOU'RE BOTH DEAD! CUT TO: EXT ALLEY - DAY WILLIE stands next to DIEFENBAKER and draws one gloved hand up to warn the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER. WILLIE: Hey, back off, alright? FRASER makes it past the tunnel exit and approaches the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER. FRASER (as he removes glove from right hand and extends right hand to ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER in greeting): Ah, excuse me. I'm Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. May I help you? ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Unless you have a gun. FRASER (taken aback at the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER's response): W-w-well, I'm afraid I'm not actually ... ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER (looking at DIEFENBAKER): And this animal is under arrest. RAY finally appears. RAY: Alright, I'm the cop here, I'll say who's under arrest. Who's under arrest? ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: This wild animal chased me for six blocks. He not only violated the leash law, he's also guilty of disturbing the peace and creating a public nuisance. FRASER (tries to read name tag on ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER's uniform): Officer, ah, Benedict? ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER (who will now be called BENEDICT): Yeah. Arnold Benedict. FRASER's jaw drops at hearing the officer's name, but then recovers quickly to speak. FRASER: Diefenbaker is my wolf and I'm afraid I'm entirely responsible for his unfortunate behavior. WILLIE steps in. WILLIE: No, you're not, I am! Look, I'm sorry. He just looked so sad cooped up inside that apart ... FRASER turns to WILLIE. FRASER: We'll discuss your part in this later! In the meantime, I have his license right here (begins to take the license from his coat). If you'd be so kind as write up a ticket ... BENEDICT: Hey, I don't care if you have a license! That animal is crazy. I told you, he tried to attack me ... RAY steps in. RAY: Alright, look, buddy. Obviously, there's been a misunderstanding here. So the wolf and his friends got a little frisky. Can't we settle this without going through all that nasty, time-consuming paperwork? BENEDICT: No dice. As BENEDICT proceeds to move toward DIEFENBAKER, DIEFENBAKER GROWLS, then JUMPS UP to bite BENEDICT. BENEDICT: It bit me! FRASER (sternly, to DIEFENBAKER): That's enough! FRASER approaches BENEDICT. FRASER: I'm terribly sorry, Officer. It's not all likely ... BENEDICT: Hey, sorry is not enough, Constable! That is a dangerous animal. He's going into Quarantine. FRASER: Quarantine? BENEDICT: If you don't like it, talk to a judge! BENEDICT makes a move towards DIEFENBAKER. FADE OUT. END ACT ONE
ACT TWO FADE IN EST EXT ANIMAL CONTROL CENTER An ANIMAL CONTROL TRUCK passes by. CUT TO: INT ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICE - DAY We first see a CHILD and a MAN playing with one of the caged animals nearby. Then we see FRASER and RAY standing outside QUARANTINE ROOM 3. A kind-looking, middle-aged man dressed in an ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER uniform locks the door of Quarantine Room 3 shut and turns to the two. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Could be rabies. Or it could be that he just had a bad day. We'll know soon enough. FRASER (nodding): Thank you, Officer. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Well, don't worry! We'll take good care of 'em. FRASER: Yes, sir. The ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER leaves FRASER and RAY, who continue to stay right in front of the room. There is a WINDOW where one could see DIEFENBAKER. FRASER: This just isn't like him. What could he possibly been thinking? RAY (shrugging): I don't know, Fraser. For some reason, wolves rarely share their innermost thoughts with me. (pauses) Now, you're gonna have to go to court. And even if he isn't sick, you're still gonna have to prove that he isn't a chronic biter. FRASER begins to walk towards the lobby, RAY following him through a couple of doors leading towards it. FRASER: Diefenbaker has never bit a person in his life. I have all his papers, the shots are up to date ... he must have had a reason. RAY: He does have a reason. He's a wolf! FRASER: That's a popular misconception, Ray. Wolves only attack human beings if they've been severely provoked. FRASER and RAY finally reach the lobby, and find WILLIE waiting for them. WILLIE: So, did you spring him? FRASER: No, and I can't do that, Willie. Diefenbaker has broken the law, we have to let justice take its course. WILLIE: You gotta be kidding me. FRASER (shaking his head): Uh-uhm. WILLIE takes a look at the ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER, who is now with the CHILD and the MAN. WILLIE (whispering): Come here. WILLIE leads FRASER and RAY away. WILLIE: See, the way I figure it is, that guy in there, he's really soft. So, let's just slip him a few bucks! RAY: Good idea. FRASER (stiffening up): That would be bribery! WILLIE and RAY: Right! FRASER: Absolutely not! WILLIE and RAY look at each other. FRASER: The only way that we're gonna help Diefenbaker is to ensure that he receives a fair hearing. RAY: Oh, come on, Fraser. He bit the guy, you saw him, I saw him. The wolf's guilty! FRASER: Well, what happened before we got there? It could be extenuating circumstances, witnesses to those circumstances ... we won't know this until we've completed our investigation. RAY: OUR investigation? Look, I got a full caseload of crimes involving humans. I think that takes precedence. FRASER (tries to be unemotional but looks hurt and disappointed just the same): You're right. (pauses) You're too busy. FRASER begins to walk out the door together with WILLIE. RAY rolls his eyes and follows them. RAY: Oh, come on Fraser. I don't mean that! FRASER: No, no, I mean this, Ray, you have more important things to do. We'll manage. RAY (stops from following): The kid? You're gonna send a known felon out to solve a crime? WILLIE (turns to RAY before walking out): Hey, I'm strictly misdemeanors and you know that! RAY (irritated): Fine! Do it on your own! See if I care! (mumbles to himself as he walks off) Probably wouldn't even make it past the first witness. CUT TO: INT. FRASER'S APARTMENT BUILDING DAY - MOMENTS LATER - CONTINUOUS RAY and FRASER are in a dark hallway, facing a door, which gets SLAMMED in their faces. FRASER drops his head in dejection. RAY: Oh, well! It seems like the wolf has made a less than favorable impression on your neighbors! FRASER and RAY begin to walk away, come down the stairs leading to the apartment's exit. FRASER: I can't see why ... I mean, he's very personable, once you get to know him. RAY: Really? Let's review. RAY takes his notebook out of his pocket and begins to read. RAY: One: Runs with pack of motley stray dogs. FRASER: Ray, they're not dangerous, they just haven't had a bath. RAY: Two: Knocked over fifty-seven garbage cans while leading the aforesaid pack. FRASER: Thirty-seven. He helped clean them up afterwards. Furthermore, he is not their leader. RAY: Three: Suspected of killing and eating missing neighborhood pets. FRASER: Ray, really, that's another misconception. Wolves only kill when they're ravenous, and their preferred prey is large, hooved animals. I don't see how Mrs. Pomputous' pekingese can bear a passing resemblance to a caribou ... RAY (as he puts on his gloves): Well ... FRASER: Even if it was wearing shoes. FRASER puts on his stetson and RAY opens the door for both of them. CUT TO: EXT. FRASER'S APARTMENT LEADING TO STREET - DAY FRASER and RAY finally step out of FRASER'S apartment building. They continue to walk. FRASER: Well, we haven't actually found anyone who saw Diefenbaker harrass Officer Benedict. RAY: Yeah, we haven't found anyone who said Benedict provoked him, either. FRASER: The burden of proof rests with the opposition, Ray. RAY: Aw, come on, Fraser! Think! We got a wolf on one hand, and Animal Control Officer on the other, who you gonna believe? As RAY talks, FRASER notices a woman dressed in a red jacket posting flyers of a lost husky. FRASER turns away from RAY and approaches the woman. FRASER: Excuse me, Ma'am, I ... I couldn't help noticing that you're ... WOMAN (hopeful): Oh, have you seen her? She's a Husky, gray one, about thirty-five pounds? FRASER: Ah, no, I'm afraid not. How long has she been missing? WOMAN looks at FRASER (turns confrontational). Now, you're the Mountie! That wolf was yours, isn't he? FRASER: Well, I do own a wolf, yes ... WOMAN: Well, how could you let a wild animal into this neighborhood? Don't you have any conscience at all? WOMAN posts another flyer on the glass panel of one of the neighborhood establishments. We see that her name is JACKIE ALEXANDER, based on the information provided in the flyer, and that her missing Husky is MAGGIE. FRASER: Well, I'm sorry, Ma'am. I'm not sure that I understand what you're suggesting. JACKIE ALEXANDER: That wolf of yours has been hanging around these alleys for weeks! Now, I was so scared, I couldn't even let my son take the dog out for a walk. RAY (tries to calm JACKIE ALEXANDER down): Alright, lady, that wolf's in custody, there's nothing to worry about. JACKIE ALEXANDER: My dog is missing! I've been talking to the people in the laundromat -- they've lost pets, too, now -- some of them right out of their own backyard ... RAY: So call Animal Control! JACKIE ALEXANDER: Well, I did! None of them were picked up, they just disappeared like Maggie! I swear to you -- if that animal hurt our dog ... FRASER: Ma'am, if that is the case, then I will personally see to it that the situation is immediately and irrevocably dealt with. However, if you don't have any actual evidence against my wolf ... JACKIE ALEXANDER (thrusts a flyer into Fraser's hand): THIS is my evidence. I just try to find my dog, you understand? JACKIE ALEXANDER walks off in a huff. MAN (OS): Constable ... FRASER and RAY see a MAN dressed in WORN CLOTHES, a HOMELESS MAN. HOMELESS MAN: I just picked this up in the alley, and I thought you might want to see it. HOMELESS MAN approaches FRASER. HOMELESS MAN (continued): Some might call it evidence. (hands FRASER a red dog collar) Could send a certain wolf up the river for a long time. HOMELESS SALUTES FRASER before walking off. RAY salutes back. FRASER: Thank you very kindly. FRASER and RAY inspect the object in FRASER's hand. RAY: Great, a dog collar. CLOSE-UP OF DOG COLLAR in FRASER'S hand. FRASER: Maggie. CUT TO: INT. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICE - DAY BENEDICT appears, carrying a food bowl. At his arrival, the DOGS begin BARKING LOUDLY. BENEDICT: Cut it out! Shut up, you stupid mutts! The kind ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER appears. BENEDICT looks surprised and annoyed. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Hang on, hang on, everybody settle down. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: I thought that room was supposed to be empty. BENEDICT: A stray -- just brought her in. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: You want me to write it up? BENEDICT: No, I'll do the paperwork later. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Thanks. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER (as he leaves, addresses the dogs): Now, you behave. BENEDICT is left alone. He squats down in front of one of the QUARANTINE ROOMS, and shoves the food bowl inside for MAGGIE. When he straightens up, he pounds the room with his bandaged hand. BENEDICT: Shut up in there. (shakes bandaged hand) Oh. CUT TO: EST. JUSTICE BUILDING - MUCH, MUCH LATER (A FEW DAYS? WEEKS?) - DAY CUT TO: INT. COURTROOM A young JUDGE in glasses presides over the case. JUDGE (reading from his notes): Next. Okay, Case Number Ninety-Five, Dash M One, Dash Three Five Two Seven Three Nine, City of Chicago Versus Diefen ... bachia? FRASER (begins to stand up): That's Diefenbaker, Sir. JUDGE: Uh-huh. Constable, Fraser, is it? FRASER: Yes, Sir. JUDGE: Okay, what I have here is a statement from Animal Control, blah-blah-blah-blah, yeah, okay, seems pretty straightforward. Anything you'd care to add before I give you my ruling? FRASER: Yes, there is, your Honor. May I ... JUDGE agrees, FRASER steps up to the podium. WILLIE (looks at RAY): He's gonna tell the truth! We're dead! RAY: Just give him a chance. JUDGE rubs his temples wearily, then sets his sand timer, clears throat. FRASER: (clears throat) On Tuesday, the accused -- that is, my wolf Diefenbaker ... JUDGE: Wolf? FRASER: Ah, yes, Sir. Ah, partly anyway, I'm not sure what the other part is ... JUDGE: Wait, wait, wait, wait. You let a wolf run loose in the streets and he attacks somebody. Why doesn't that come as a surprise to me? FRASER: Well, you see, Sir, actually, that's a ... that's a popular misconception ... the fact is .. WILLIE tugs at RAY's sleeve. WILLIE (whispering to RAY): Just go! RAY (stands up): Hey, Benny, fall back! RAY approaches the JUDGE. RAY: Your Honor -- Detective Vecchio. JUDGE: Uh-huh. RAY: Let's cut to the chase. So the wolf took a piece out of the animal control guy. He's a city bureaucrat -- I mean, wouldn't you do the same if you had the opportunity? WILLIE (rolls eyes upward, hand on cheek): Oh, great! FRASER: Ray ... JUDGE suddenly looks very interested. JUDGE: Ray VECCHIO? RAY: Uh, yes, your Honor? JUDGE: You're the cop ... that got Justice Powell committed to County Psychiatric ... RAY: Hey, just because a judge gets carried out of court on a stretcher screaming a particular detective's name ... JUDGE: No, no, no, no -- I'm very honored, really. See, I've always wanted to know just how many members of his immediate family did you actually indict ... RAY: Well, four -- including the toddler, but that was an unfortunate error ... FRASER: Your Honor ... about my wolf? JUDGE: Right. The wolf. (clears throat) Okay, ah, how many people has he attacked? FRASER: Well, none -- except in the line of duty. JUDGE: Excuse me? FRASER: Well, you see, Sir -- as a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, I tend to run across desperate criminals on occasion, and Diefenbaker has often been extremely instrumental in bringing about their capture and their subsequent incarceration. As a matter of fact, I have a letter of gratitude here from an Inuit elder in Tuktoyuktuk ... JUDGE: Ah, that's okay, thank you very much. Has he ever killed? FRASER: No, of course not. Well, at least, not without cause. There was a nasty incident involving a wolverine on the North Umberland Sound ... JUDGE listens to FRASER, and we can see his mind already formulating his decision. He begins to ask leading questions. JUDGE: So, the answer to my question is yes. JUDGE: Tell me, Constable. Just how long have you had this animal in captivity? FRASER: Well, I've never really thought of him as captive, your Honor. You see, Diefenbaker was born in the wild, but he came to live with me of his own free will ... JUDGE: You mean, he's wild, he's not domesticated? FRASER: Oh, no, no! No, he's very sociable if that's what you mean ... JUDGE: No, Constable, that is not what I mean. What you have here is a wild animal living in an apartment -- by your own admission, has bitten more than one individual -- and is responsible for killing at least one other animal. This is not Lassie! JUDGE: Order the animal be put to sleep. Here, we see NAME PLATE, SHERMAN. WILLIE (suddenly stands up): You can't kill him! He didn't mean to hurt anybody! Look, he was my fault. JUDGE SHERMAN: Son, why don't you let the grownups handle this one ... RAY (also stands up): Your Honor, you can't euthanize him just because he's wild! Why don't you send him back to the woods from where he came? JUDGE SHERMAN: I can't do that, Detective! Not so long as there's any question of him being a danger to man. Sorry. JUDGE SHERMAN walks off. WILLIE (looking at FRASER, who now looks stunned): You can't let him do this. (pauses. His face turns to stone) Fine. To hell with the law! And to hell with you! FRASER just stares at the note in his hand. FADE OUT END ACT TWO
ACT THREE FADE IN INT QUARANTINE ROOM 3 - MUCH MUCH LATER FRASER, now dressed in his casual clothes, is seated on the ground, facing DIEFENBAKER. FRASER: Well, the ... the good news is, that Ray says that we have nothing to worry about. It turns out luckily for us that he's very well acquainted with a number of sitting judges and he's confident that one of them is bound to grant us a stay of execution. DIEFENBAKER growls. FRASER: Well, I know, but it's ... I mean, it's not inconceivable that he would know one of them, and the least that we can do is let him try, don't you think? DIEFENBAKER just looks at him. FRASER: Right. FRASER: You know I ... I was thinking today about that ... time you pulled me from the Sound and uh ... I know I never really ... you did wanna come here, didn't you? A -- I just ... took it for granted, you know, I know I never really discussed it, but ... I would hate to think that you came here ... and stayed here all this time ... out of some kind of ... misplaced sense of ... duty. You wouldn't do that, would you? DIEFENBAKER just looks at him. FRASER: Right. I didn't think you would. FRASER sighs. FRASER: You know I-a ... I could stay with you if you'd like. I, ah ... I brought my bedroll. Okay, well, if ... if you'd rather be alone, then ... FRASER stands up, walks toward the door. CUT TO: QUARANTINE ROOM next door. BENEDICT is trying to put a muzzle on MAGGIE. BENEDICT: There you go. There you go. CUT TO: INT. QUARANTINE ROOM 3 - PRESENT DIEFENBAKER growls. FRASER: Diefenbaker, what's wrong? Diefenbaker ... DIEFENBAKER quiets down a moment. FRASER: All right, I'm leaving now, but ah ... I'll be back in the morning. Suddenly, DIEFENBAKER lunges forward, growling. FRASER: NO! DIEFENBAKER bites FRASER! DIEFENBAKER then steps back, backs down. FRASER looks at his hand and DIEFENBAKER. CUT TO: INT. CHICAGO POLICE DEPARTMENT - PRESENT RAY and ELAINE are walking towards RAY's desk. ELAINE: Poor Diefenbaker. RAY: I said not to worry. Didn't I say that? This is America, Land of the Lengthy Appeal! I can tie this case up for you faster than you can say Judge Wa-Hoo! ELAINE: Sure? RAY (now seated at his desk, holding the phone): Now, I know some judges who are big dog lovers -- a couple of calls and Bing-Bang-Boom, Dief is as good as a free puppy! (pauses) You know, I had a loss of my own recently, too, Elaine, and you didn't say anything about that. ELAINE (leans down and puts a hand on Ray's shoulder): It was a CAR, Ray. RAY (semi-annoyed): Can we not talk about this? ELAINE raises her hand in surrender and walks off. RAY: Hello! Judge Axelrod? Yes. Detective Ray Vecchio here. Ah, yes, sir. Ah, no. Uh, why, thank you, sir! It has been a long time. Well, I thought it was an open and shut case myself, too, sir. Dinner plans? Ah, yes. Well, of course, I'll get right to the point. Now you are a pet lover, are you not, sir? I mean, I recall seeing a picture of -- Prince, I believe his name was. Your wife's dog ... and the divorce proceedings aren't going well. Oh, gee, I'm really sorry to hear that, sir. Bitten as a child? Ah, well. If I was in your shoes, I'd do exactly the same thing. Yes. Ah, my call? Ah, you know what, sir, it's really not important. I mean, you got enough important ah, yes, yeah, fine, well, thank you, sir and God bless, yes. RAY sighs. FRASER appears, dressed in a sweater. His bandaged wrist peeks from one of the sleeves. RAY: It's going great. I mean, I've put in a lot of calls, and you know, this animal is as good as sprung. FRASER: I appreciate you trying, Ray. RAY (raises his leather organizer): No, no, no -- this book. See this book here? This contains the names of over fifty jurists and lawmakers. I have compromising photos of several -- ah, you know, we have not yet begun to fight. FRASER just nods and smiles. As he crosses his arms, he notices that his bandaged wrist is peeking out. He hides his bandaged wrist by pulling at the sleeve. RAY (leafing once more through the pages of his organizer): Let's see. Gold, Gold. Harry Gold. CUT TO: INT. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICE - PRESENT The ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER is crouched in front of DIEFENBAKER's cage. He pulls out a plastic bag from his uniform and takes out a couple of pieces of meat, which he drops down into DIEFENBAKER's food bowl. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: There you go, boy. I know. We don't like to do it but when an animal bites its owner ... well, hey, hey. I brought a little something extra for ya. See that, it's against the rules, but a condemned man needs more than a bowl of kibble and a chewstick. BENEDICT appears, carrying a cage. He looks surprised as he sees ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER. BENEDICT: Oh! What are you still doing here? OFFICER: Ah, our last meal for Twenty One B. A little steak. BENEDICT: Why bother? OFFICER (begins to leave): Any dog that bites you ... can't be all bad, can it, ah? BENEDICT: Boy, that's funny. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER (notices the cage): Yeah. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: A new one? BENEDICT: No, a mistake. I'm taking him back to his owner. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Well, lock up. BENEDICT: Oh, yeah. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER (to the animals): Good night, guys! When ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER is gone, we hear POUNDING on the garage door. BENEDICT opens it, steps out. We see two bearded GOONS. GOON 1: Bring us your injured, your weak and your old ones. GOON 2: The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. BENEDICT: Look, you don't pay me enough to listen to your stupid jokes. GOON 1: We do pay ya -- to deliver. And you're not the only worm around here that will steal people's pets just to earn a few extra bucks. Where's the Huskie? BENEDICT and the two GOONS walk towards a covered cage. BENEDICT removes the cover and we see MAGGIE. BENEDICT: Beauty, huh? Just like you ordered. GOON 1: Yeah, too bad. 'Cause she won't be when those lab people get to her. BENEDICT and the GOONS load up the GOONS' truck with other caged animals. When they are done ... BENEDICT: Hey, where's my money? GOON 1: We get paid on delivery. You get paid when we get paid. See ya tomorrow. The GOONS leave, and so does BENEDICT. Just before the garage door shuts down completely, a figure comes up suddenly from the dark and sneaks his way in. It's WILLIE. He looks around, locates DIEFENBAKER's cage. WILLIE: Hey, boy, it's me. Boy, you don't look so good. (We see DIEFENBAKER's bleeding paw) What have they been doing to you in here? Ah, no, don't tell me, I can imagine. Hey, hey, hey, hey, look, I'm here to help, okay? We're gonna have you out here in no time. Just sit back and relax. Here, here. You sure you're okay? And what that judge said about you just ain't so, is it? You know, that you're mad from not being in the wild and all? Well, even if you are, it doesn't matter. Now, you won't bite me, will ya? I mean, we're friends, aren't we? I mean, you wouldn't go and bite a friend now, would ya? WILLIE brings a wrench up from his bag and proceeds to cut the chains in DIEFENBAKER's cage. Initially he's cautious as he reaches a hand out to touch DIEFENBAKER, but soon WILLIE's hand touches DIEFENBAKER and nothing happens. WILLIE (continues to talk as he runs a hand through DIEFENBAKER's fur): Okay. There. You see? This is going great. Yeah. I'm here, boy. I'm here. See? I told ya. I didn't give up on ya. How ya doing, boy? Yeah. Come on, we better get out of here. WILLIE and DIEFENBAKER, side by side, walk off. CUT TO: INT. CHICAGO POLICE DEPARTMENT - PRESENT RAY is pacing about, still phoning his contacts. FRASER is seated in a chair in front of RAY's desk, quietly waiting, watching RAY. RAY: Vecchio. V-E-C-C ... what do you mean he doesn't remember me? How could he not remember me? (pauses) Alzheimer's. Well, alright. Fair enough. RAY, sighing, finally sits down, puts the phone down. FRASER: It's alright, Ray. RAY: Aw, look Fraser, even I know that animal is your best friend. FRASER: Yes, but he is an animal. RAY: Oh. And the Riviera is just a car? ELAINE suddenly approaches. ELAINE: Judge Maxwell's office just called. He died two years ago. FRASER: Thank you, Elaine. RAY (tears the pages off his organizer and throws it in the bin): Ah, those pictures weren't worth much, anyway. RAY's phone suddenly rings. RAY: Yello? (pauses) Hold on. RAY hands the phone to FRASER. FRASER: Hello? CUT TO: INT. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICE - PRESENT ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER is on the phone, holding what appears to be the lock on DIEFENBAKER's cage. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: It's the ACC. Your wolf seems to have escaped. CUT TO: INT. CHICAGO POLICE DEPARTMENT - PRESENT FRASER: Escaped? INT. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICE - PRESENT ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER walks a bit, leans on one of the cages. OFFICER: It looks like he might have had some help. CUT TO: INT. CHICAGO POLICE DEPARTMENT - PRESENT FRASER still on the phone. OFFICER (OS): Could've been one of those groups who release pets from labs. It's the fashion these days. FRASER (to himself): Willie. OFFICER (OS): What's that? FRASER: What will you do now? INT. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICE - PRESENT ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER still on phone. OFFICER: Well, notify the authorities and send an armed officer out to track him down. INT. CHICAGO POLICE DEPARTMENT - PRESENT FRASER still on the phone. OFFICER (OS): He has been ordered destroyed. FRASER: I understand. Thank you. FRASER just cradles the phone in his hand. RAY looks at FRASER. After a moment, FRASER hands the phone over to RAY. FRASER: Can you take me home? RAY (wondering what the conversation was about, takes the phone from FRASER): Sure. CUT TO: INT. FRASER's APARTMENT - MUCH LATER A HAND opens FRASER SR.'s OLD LOCKER. We then see FRASER, who pulls out a long, wrapped object from the locker. After unwrapping it, we see that it his an old, classic rifle. FRASER sits down, just silently examining the rifle. FADE OUT END OF PART THREE
PART FOUR FADE IN EXT CHICAGO STREETS - DAY (MUCH LATER) FRASER steps out of the building, carrying his rifle and stetson. He opens RAY's car, parked right in front of the building. Tossing his stetson onto the dashboard, he steps inside the car. FRASER (softly): Did you get them? FRASER looks a little paler than usual, almost luminous and misty-eyed. RAY nods, brings out a box of CLASSIC RIFLE CARTRIDGES. FRASER (still softly): Could you hold them til I ask for them? RAY (his voice a little shaky - He looks just as affected as FRASER): Is that your father's rifle? RAY: Won't you let me do this for you. FRASER: No. He's my wolf. RAY says nothing, then starts his car and begins to drive. CUT TO: EXT. CHICAGO (FRONT OF I-94) - PRESENT DIEFENBAKER sits, while WILLIE draws out his thumb in an attempt to hitch-hike. A TRUCK stops in front of them. TRUCK DRIVER (OS) : How far you going? WILLIE: Canada? TRUCK DRIVER (OS): Step up. WILLIE (steps up): Come on, boy! TRUCK drives off. CUT TO: INT ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICE - MUCH LATER FRASER and RAY are crouched in front of DIEFENBAKER's cage. FRASER has the chains in his hand. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER: Imagine running away to try and release him. Kid's got spirit. RAY (standing up): The kid's a pain in the ass. FRASER (standing up): Would you please notify all the border control points? Thank you. ANIMAL CONTROL OFFICER leaves. RAY: What, is he taking him to Canada? FRASER: He's taking him back to the wild. RAY: Hey, that's out of my jurisdiction. FRASER: Willie's in danger, Ray. RAY: From what, Diefenbaker? FRASER silently shows RAY his bandaged wrist and walks off. RAY (the look of recognition and fear suddenly in his face, whispers): My God! CUT TO: EXT CHICAGO - PRESENT DIEFENBAKER is barking like crazy. TRUCK DRIVER: What's with him? WILLIE: I don't know. Diefenbaker! Come here, boy! CUT TO: EXT CHICAGO - MOMENTS LATER A BACKPACK drops to the ground. DIEFENBAKER steps, and so does WILLIE. WILLIE (to the truck driver): Thanks. WILLIE turns and realizes ... he and DIEFENBAKER are right in front of the STATE INTERCHANGE. There are two signs: The I-93, leading to Milwaukee, and the 131, leading to Waukegan. WILLIE: Aw, come on, man! This isn't Canada! WILLIE sees DIEFENBAKER already making his way in the OPPOSITE direction in the snowy field. He runs after DIEFENBAKER. WILLIE: Diefenbaker, wait up! CUT TO: EXT/INT RAY's CAR - PRESENT FRASER is still not talking. RAY: Wanna talk about it? FRASER: No. RAY: Come on, you love that wolf. FRASER: You loved your car. RAY: Yeah, but a car isn't a person. I mean, a car is nothing but a hunk of metal, steel, bolts and leather. I mean, I know that. But the wolf, it's the damnedest thing -- it was like, there's a person inside. FRASER still says nothing. CUT TO: EXT CHICAGO - PRESENT WILLIE and DIEFENBAKER are still running in the field. DIEFENBAKER sniffs around, then sits, waiting for WILLIE. WILLIE: Diefenbaker, where are you going? That's the wrong way! We just came from there! Canada's that way! DIEFENBAKER starts running again. WILLIE: Hey, hey! CUT TO: EXT. CHICAGO FREEWAY/RAY's CAR CUT TO: EXT/INT RAY's CAR - PRESENT RAY's police radio comes alive. RAY: Is that you, Elaine? ELAINE (OS): Just got word from a Lane County dispatcher. A trucker reported picking up a kid and a wolf. RAY: You gotta hand it to the kid, he's got fugitive in his blood. ELAINE (OS): Trucker says he dropped him outside of Waukegan. I checked the map, there's an interchange there that serves the I-94. FRASER: We're coming up on it now. RAY: Thank you kindly, Elaine. EXT CHICAGO - PRESENT WILLIE and DIEFENBAKER are still running in the field. WILLIE: You know where you're going? You're stubborn, you know that? Stubborn and stupid! DIEFENBAKER continues to run. WILLIE: Hey, Diefenbaker, wait up. Dief, wait up! Where you going, boy? Wait up! Come on, boy! DIEFENBAKER! EXT CHICAGO - PRESENT FRASER (with his rifle) and RAY are out of the car, and in the field themselves. FRASER: It's odd. These tracks, they're headed south. RAY: That's back where we came from! Doesn't the kid know where north is? FRASER: Of course, he does. I gave him a compass. RAY: Yeah, I got a compass on my tenth birthday -- every direction I turned, it pointed north. FRASER: Well, it wouldn't matter, Ray. Even if Willie was confused or the compass was broken, all he had to do was follow the highway. Yet these tracks go the other way. RAY: Good, maybe he got smart, he's going back home. Look, Fraser, the wolf's crazy -- why don't you let the animal control guys take it from here? FRASER: He's not crazy. FRASER stops in front of a tree with some scratches on it. He crouches down, touches the scratched part. RAY: He did that? FRASER: Yes. RAY: Oh. I wouldn't call peeling the bark off a tree normal behavior, even for a demented wolf. FRASER: Well, it's hunting behavior. When a wolf kills its prey, it peels off the hide -- it's more efficient for digestion (FRASER stands up). But I don't see a carcass anywhere. RAY: Is it a good sign? FRASER: Every wolf raised in the wild is born with the instinct to kill -- either for food or self-preservation or protect its own. His anxiousness lately, running with that pack of strays, now this -- I think he's returning to his wild state. FRASER begins to walk, RAY follows. CUT TO: EXT WAREHOUSE/PLANT - PRESENT WILLIE: Is that where we're going? Oh, man! And what was with that bark thing? If you were hungry, all you had to do was say so. I mean, gee, I did pack sandwiches! Oh, man! Fraser's gonna kill me. Wait up, Diefenbaker! CUT TO: INT WAREHOUSE/PLANT - PRESENT A man in glasses, the CLIENT, is checking out MAGGIE. GOON 1 and GOON 2 await the CLIENT's decision. CLIENT: She'll be fine. Can't use the others. GOON 1: What do you expect to do with them? CLIENT (handing GOON 1 an envelope of cash): Bone cancer clinic in Skokie. Call them. GOON 1 looks annoyed, takes the money anyway, and stalks off. CUT TO: INT WAREHOUSE/PLANT - PRESENT Somewhere in the plant, BENEDICT is on his cellphone. BENEDICT: Yeah, no problem. I'm headed north on I-94 right now. Don't worry, I'll get him. GOON 1 (counting the cash as he approaches BENEDICT): What's that? BENEDICT (shuts cellphone off, puts it in his pocket): I gotta go. That crazy wolf? Got loose. GOON 1 hands him some cash. BENEDICT looks up as if to say "What about the rest?" but GOON 1 just laughs. BENEDICT glares at GOON 1. CUT TO: EXT WAREHOUSE/PLANT - PRESENT DIEFENBAKER and WILLIE reach the entrance. WILLIE: Where are you going? Diefenbaker, wait up! These ends are not property, you know. DIEFENBAKER scratches at the door and gets in anyway, and WILLIE raises his hand up in frustration and sighs. CUT TO: INT WAREHOUSE/PLANT - PRESENT DIEFENBAKER runs, WILLIE follows. WILLIE: Diefenbaker. We see GOON 2 locking up some of the dogs in a cage. DIEFENBAKER JUMPS the GOON 2, KNOCKS HIM OVER! He then BARKS at MAGGIE, who gets out of her cage. DIEFENBAKER and MAGGIE RUN! GOON 1 and BENEDICT, hearing the noise, go see what's happening. GOON 1 (trying to block MAGGIE): There, you ... But MAGGIE escapes! BENEDICT, rifle in hand, reaches GOON 1. BENEDICT: I'll get the wolf! GOON 1, seeing WILLIE try to escape as well, closes the garage door. WILLIE slams against it, and stays flat on the ground. GOON 2 appears. GOON 1: Get the Huskie! CUT TO: EXT PLANT/WAREHOUSE - PRESENT FRASER and RAY finally reach the foot of the plant's entrance, when they suddenly hear BARKING. It's DIEFENBAKER, being chased by BENEDICT. RAY: Hey, what're you doing? BENEDICT: I got orders. RAY: Well, now you got new ones -- back off! FRASER (removes glove from his hand, begins to take aim -- breathlessly): Give me a bullet, Ray ... quickly! CUT TO: INT WAREHOUSE/PLANT GOON 1 pulls WILLIE to his feet. GOON 1: Gotcha there. WILLIE kicks GOON 1. GOON 1: Hey! WILLIE escapes! CUT TO: EXT WAREHOUSE/PLANT BENEDICT (to FRASER): Do it! WILLIE: NO! MAGGIE reappears. At this point, FRASER begins to realize ... FRASER: Maggie? BENEDICT: What? FRASER: The collar. MAGGIE? BENEDICT takes aim at the wolves. FRASER's eye squints at the last moment - he shoots - at BENEDICT, knocking the rifle off his hand! BENEDICT drops to the snow, holding his hand in pain. WILLIE: There are more guys inside. He then runs off to play with DIEFENBAKER and MAGGIE. FRASER (grabs BENEDICT by the collar): He's my wolf. He pushes BENEDICT towards RAY, then looks as WILLIE plays with DIEFENBAKER and MAGGIE. CUT TO: INT WAREHOUSE/PLANT - MOMENTS LATER RAY is locking up BENEDICT, GOON 1, GOON 2 and CLIENT inside a big cage. BENEDICT: You can't do this, we haven't done anything illegal. GOON 2: Well, not strictly! RAY: Tell it to the judge. CUT TO: INT WAREHOUSE/PLANT - PRESENT WILLIE is seated next to FRASER, who is talking to DIEFENBAKER. FRASER: You know, you could've told me about this -- well, it's not as though we were complete strangers ... I think she seems to be a very good choice. RAY: That's what this was about? He's got a girlfriend? FRASER steps up to RAY. FRASER: Well, actually (clears throat), it's a little bit more complicated than that, Ray. (pauses and whispers in RAY's ear) This dog is with child. RAY looks at him, all wide-eyed. CUT TO: INT JACKIE ALEXANDER's APARTMENT - MUCH LATER WILLIE is with JACKIE ALEXANDER's chubby son, who hands WILLIE one of the puppies from inside a carton box. WILLIE: Puppies? Wow! SON: His name is Buster. WILLIE: Hi, Buster. Cool! JACKIE ALEXANDER's SON brings a puppy to RAY. SON: Her name is Sunshine. RAY: Yeah, that's real nice kid, but try not to get the wolf hairs on my clothes. At a nearby table, FRASER and JACKIE ALEXANDER observe the scene. JACKIE: Sure you don't want one? FRASER: Oh, no, thank you. One wolf in the family is enough. DIEFENBAKER, seated on the floor with MAGGIE and his puppies, looks at FRASER FRASER: Well, we could visit. I'll bring ya. JACKIE: Actually, I think he could find his own way. But you're welcome to join him, anytime ... FRASER: Oh, well, uh, thank you kindly, but I ... I .. I ... wouldn't dream of ... JACKIE: I'll cook. FRASER: We'd be delighted (gives DIEFENBAKER a meaningful look) ... wouldn't we? CUT TO: EXT - JACKIE'S APARTMENT -- DAY -- SOMETIME LATER RAY: Well, I guess it's kind of a nice cyclical thing. You blowing up the Riv and me saving your wolf? On the other hand, my Riv can't be replaced, and your wolf seemed to have tripled. FRASER: Why can't it be replaced? RAY: Fraser, '71 Rivieras are extremely rare. I travelled all the way to Buffalo to find that car. They're impossible to find. FRASER, looking away momentarily, notices something, but then says ...: Huh. RAY: Huh, wha --? FRASER points ... to a green '71 BUICK RIVIERA passing by! It's ON SALE! RAY: Oh, my God! FRASER watches as RAY chases the car. RAY: HEY WAIT, WAIT! STOP! POLICE! STOP! STOP! HEY! HEY! STOP! POLICE! 555-6683. 555-6683. 555-6683. HEY, HEY, WAIT UP! FADE OUT END PART FOUR
