pushes hard, then harder. No luck. As a last resort, he SLAMS HIS SHOULDER against the door. Nothing. The door might as well be dipped in concrete.
HATCH
Mike?
MIKE (voice-over) Come on, hurry up! It's freezing out here!
HATCH It won't open! It's stuck!
115 EXTERIOR: RESUME LOADING DOCK, WITH MIKE AND LINOGE.
MIKE is totally EXASPERATED everything has gone wrong with this piece of work; it's a complete Russian fire drill. LINOGE is still smiling his faint little smile. For him, everything's right on track.
MIKE Did you unlock it?
HATCH
(rather hurt by this) Course I did, Mike!
MIKE Then whale on it! There's probably ice in the jamb.
116 INTERIOR: RESUME CONSTABLE'S OFFICE, WITH HATCH.
ROBBIE is standing in the door behind HATCH, observing all this with HEAVY CONTEMPT. HATCH rolls his eyes, knowing perfectly well the door isn't frozen; he already whaled on it. Nevertheless, he hits the door another couple of good shots. ROBBIE crosses the room, stopping on the way to drop the joke sign on MIKE'S constable's desk. HATCH turns toward him, startled. ROBBIE (who is a physically bigger man) moves HATCH aside, none too gently.
ROBBIE
Let me.
He hits the door several more good shots, his look of confidence gradually subsiding. HATCH watches with subtle but understandable satisfaction. ROBBIE gives up, rubbing his shoulder.
ROBBIE
Anderson! You'll have to come around and take him through the store.
117 EXTERIOR: RESUME LOADING DOCK, WITH MIKE AND LINOGE.
MIKE ROLLS HIS EYES IN ANNOYANCE SEALS in the constable's office, still meddling. Oh, goody, better and better.
MIKE Hatch!
HATCH (voice-over) Yeah!
MIKE Come around. (pointedly) Alone.
HATCH (voice-over) Right there!
MIKE turns his attention back to LINOGE.
MIKE Be a little bit longer. Just stand quiet.
LINOGE
Remember what I said, Mr. Anderson. And when the time comes . . . we'll talk.
He smiles.
118 EXTERIOR: MAIN STREET, LITTLE TALL ISLAND LATE AFTERNOON.
The houses and storefronts are graying out, starting to look like mirages, as THE STORM INTENSIFIES.
119 EXTERIOR: BREAKWATER AND LIGHTHOUSE.
HUGE WAVES CRASH THE ROCKS. FOAM LEAPS INTO THE AIR. On this image, we:
FADE TO BLACK. THIS ENDS ACT 4.
Act 5
120 EXTERIOR: THE ISLAND MARKET LATE AFTERNOON.
In worsening conditions that now make moving a serious problem, MIKE, HATCH, and LINOGE come out of the alley and struggle toward the steps of the market. LINOGE has been made to walk in front of them, and now he LOOKS UPWARD, SMILING.
121 EXTERIOR: ISLAND MARKET'S ROOF.
Here is a little nest of radio antennas that serve the various two-ways inside the store. The tallest of these radio antennas SNAPS OFF and goes rolling down the backslant of the roof.
122 EXTERIOR: FOOT OF THE MARKET STEPS, WITH MIKE, HATCH,
LINOGE.
HATCH
(with a flinch) What was that?
MIKE Antenna, I think. Never mind now. Go on.
HATCH heads up the steps, giving LINOGE a healthy berth.
123 EXTERIOR: THE TOWN HALL.
CHAPTER 8
SOUND: That same TWANGING SNAP.
124 INTERIOR: TOWN OFFICE, WITH URSULA.
She's at her radio, which is on a table below the STORM EMERGENCY/TAKE SHELTER poster. From the RADIO comes the LOUD SOUND OF STATIC.
URSULA Come back? Rodney, are you there? Come back, Rodney!
Nothing. After another moment or two of twiddling, URSULA racks the mike and looks at the useless radio with disgust.
125 INTERIOR: THE MARKET.
HATCH, coated with snow, steps in. The SHOPPERS react to the shotgun. Before, it was under his arm and pointed at the floor. Now he's holding it up against his shoulder and pointed at the ceiling, like Steve McQueen in Wanted: Dead or Alive. HATCH looks around at the SHOPPERS.
HATCH
Mike wants all you folks to move back on both sides, okay? No one in Aisle 2. We've got us a bad guy, and we can't use the back door to bring him in like we'd like to, so just move back. Give us some room.
PETER GODSOE
Why'd he kill her?
HATCH
Just move back, Pete, okay? Mike's standing out in the snow, and his feet must be pretty cold by now. Also, we're all gonna feel better when this guy's locked up. Move back, folks, give 'em a clear way up that second aisle.
The customers move aside in two groups, leaving the center of the market clear. PETER GODSOE and ROBBIE BEALS are with one group (the one on the left, as you look toward the back of the market); MOLLY is in the other, standing with CAT and TESS MARCHANT, who has moved away from the cash register.
HATCH surveys this and decides it'll do it'll have to. He goes to the door and opens it. He beckons.
126 EXTERIOR: THE PORCH, WITH MIKE AND LINOGE.
LINOGE walks ahead, cuffed hands at his waist. MIKE is alert for anything ... or