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Right of Way 98
DUVANE
Help him...?
RACHEL (V.O.)
My father. You have to help me find him.
DUVANE
Rachel, baby -- your father has moved to another level of being. He’s no longer with us in physical form.
RACHEL (V.O.)
Not Larry, you geek. My real father -- Russ!
(then --)
Sorry, I’m kind of freaked out right now.
DUVANE
Okay, baby, calm down. Have you done your chanting today?
RACHEL (V.O.)
Just help me find him, or I’ll tell the cops what you and Sydney cooked up with that phony map, okay? Do you get that?
DUVANE
I assure you I have no idea what you’re talking about. Would you like to come in, and we can find Russ together? Is that what you want?
RACHEL (V.O.)
Yes.
DUVANE
Okay, I’m going to put Robert on the phone. You tell him where you are, and I’ll send a car for you, all right? Good girl.

He hands Robert the phone and quickly exits.

INT. SUBWAY CAR – NIGHT

The two Toughs and other anxious passengers gesture emphatically to Plainclothes and Uniform Police and Sheriff’s Deputies, pointing down the tunnel where Napolitano ran.

INT. SUBWAY TUNNEL – NIGHT

Buddy has to work to keep up with Napolitano who’s striding with purpose.

BUDDY
I think we have company. Listen --

 
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