Matthew Alan: Jack

Walking the Halls

Jack

Jack: [has Casey against the car, his body in front of hers and his arms blocking escape; breathing from chasing after her, looking around for anyone around] You're fired.
Casey Benson: [breathless, bitter] I already quit.
Jack: I know where you live. I know where your father works, and if you tell anybody what I do, I will kill both of your parents, and then I'm gonna kill you. And if you think I can't pull this off, think again. I'm a cop. I know exactly how to get away with murder.
[he leans in as if he might kiss her, looks around, has a slight grin on his face, slaps on her upper arm twice and saunters away, leaving her whimpering and finally looking after him]

Jack: [faked sincerity] This is certainly unwelcome news. Prostitution is becoming more and more of a problem in our local schools.
[they begin walking]
Jack: Grenada Hills just busted a 16-year-old boy pimping out his 15-year-old girlfriend.
[crosses his arms]
Principal Jenkins: We're talking nice schools. These kids come from good homes.
Jack: The girls don't think they're doing anything wrong, or, at least in a lot of these cases, that's what they claim. It's a real tragedy.
[eye contact with Holly]
Principal Jenkins: Well, we're gonna put a stop to it before it takes hold on this campus.
Jack: Absolutely. And don't worry, Mrs. Benson. I'll respect your daughter's privacy. We'll get to the bottom of this.
Holly Benson: Thank you.
Jack: Of course.
Principal Jenkins: Thank you, Officer McConnelly.
[she leads Holly off-screen to walk with her and Jack, arms crossed, looks at them and the expression on his face changes slightly]

Jack: [shot of house and voiceover of Jack panicked] Principal Jenkins is not gonna let this thing go until Casey names names, all right?
Amber: She won't, Jack. *I* know her, okay? She's not gonna...
Jack: Wait! You don't know anything, all right?
Amber: [sullen] Right.
[Jack takes out his gun and starts polishing it]
Amber: What are you-what are you gonna do?
Jack: I got this from a black market gun dealer last year when I stopped him for a 505. Forensics will trace it back to him.
[Amber turns in distress]
Amber: [aghast] We can't just kill her, Jack!
Jack: Oh, we can't?
Amber: No!
Jack: [yells] You know what happens if she talks, Amber? Kylie and Taylor, they're gonna get away with a slap on the wrist. You and me - they're gonna send us away to jail for a long time. Do you wanna go to jail?
Amber: No.
Jack: [yells louder] Do you?
Amber: No!
Jack: [Comes over and roughly takes her face in his hands] I need you to be really strong right now. Can you do that?
[she nods in his hands]
Jack: I need you to do everything that I say, down to the letter. Okay?
Amber: [falling to Jack's charm] Okay.
[he gives her a long kiss on her forehead and embraces her]

Jack: [Cleaning a handgun] I got this from a black market gun dealer last year when I stopped him for a 505. Forensics will trace it back to him.