CAMERA DOLLIES IN QUICK as he takes his hat off, shakes snow, looks off -- NARRATOR ..died for the murder of Sir Edmund William Godfrey -- Sir Edmund is greeted by his WIFE and two CHILDREN. one more time and PUSH IN towards THE LAST MAN -- NARRATOR ..Nigel Hill... The three men move in on Sir Edmond and start to knife him to death, stealing his money and jewelry. CAMERA PUSHES IN On them as they scream and shout directions at each other: NARRATOR As reported in the Reno Gazzette, June of 1983 there is the story of a fire --- HIGH ANGLE, THE TREE TOPS. NARRATOR --- the water that it took to contain the fire -- WATER FALLS DOWN... CUT TO: CAMERA pushes in towards FOUR FIREFIGHTERS as they survey the area. The MAIN FIREFIGHTER steps into a close up and looks: NARRATOR -- and a scuba diver named Delmer Darion. Engaged as a blackjack dealer -- CUT TO: CAMERA pushes in towards Delmer as he leaves for the nght, his uniform draped on a hanger over his shoulder, he nods and motions two fingers to his fellow WORKERS who say "so longer." (Note: He has a bandage over his forehead.) NARRATOR -- well liked and well regarded as a physical, recreational and sporting sort -- Delmer's true passion was for the lake -- CUT TO: OVERHEAD ANGLE Looks down on the calm lake....beat, then: THE MASSIVE AIR TANKER FILLS THE FRAME, TOUCHING DOWN ON THE WATER, FULLING IT'S BODY FULL OF WATER FROM THE LAKE. But most curious side note is the suicide the next day of Craig Hansen -- CUT TO: HANSEN flying the plane. Hansen was the pilot of the plane that quite accidentally lifted Delmer Darion out of the water -- CUT TO: The Blackjack table where DELMER Is dealing. JIM KURRING I got a call of a disturbance, you're door was open, I just wanna see what's goin' on -- MARCIE There's no disturbance.
Anderson picture 11/10/98 a Joanne Sellar/Ghoulardi Film Company production OVER BLACK; NARRATOR In the New York Herald, November 26, year 1911, there is an account of the hanging of three men -- CUT TO: (Lumiere Footage Contd.) A man in period dress (1911) walks in the door. CAMERA WHIPS RT TO SEE: THREE FIREMEN battling the flames. CUT TO: CAMERA looks down on a blackjack game, BOOM DOWN and TILT UP to reveal: DELMER DARION (40s) NARRATOR Employee of the Peppermill Hotel and Casino, Reno, Nevada. NARRATOR -- as reported by the coroner, Delmer died of a heart attack somewhere between the lake and the tree. NARRATOR ...volunteer firefighter, estranged father of four and a poor tendency to drink -- Mr. He knocks, pushes the door open a bit, steps in: A very, very large black woman, MARCIE (4Os) appears, coming at him, ranting and raving; MARCIE What? JIM KURRING The door was open, I got a call -- MARCIE You're just come in -- JIM KURRING Calm down. JIM KURRING I got a call to this apartment, report of a disturbance -- MARCIE There's no disturbance.
NARRATOR -- Husband, Father, Pharmacist and all around gentle-man resident of -- CUT TO: HIGH ANGLE, looking down as Sir Edmond comes out the door, locks up for the evening. again, nearby ANOTHER MAN steps closer -- NARRATOR ... CAMERA PULLS BACK and up to include the sign of the pharmacy now: "Greenberry Hill Pharmacy." CUT TO: . FIREFIGHTER'S POV, THAT MOMENT CAMERA dollies in and TILTS up towards the top of the tree to reveal: There is a MAN IN SCUBA GEAR hanging high in the tree. DOLLY AROUND to reveal a drunk and obnoxious CRAIG HANSEN, screaming about the cards he's been dealt and taunting Delmer NARRATOR -- added to this, Mr. JIM KURRING Then you've got nothin' to worry about. You're screamin' and yellin' and I'm here to check on a disturbance that was reported and that's what I'm gonna do - now are you alone in here? JIM KURRING No you don't: But I'm gonna ask you one more time: Are you alone in here?
CAMERA BOOMS DOWN and PUSHES IN TOWARDS HIM, WHIPS RT TOWARDS: NARRATOR He was murdered by three vagrants whose motive was simple robbery. He is wearing his goggles and his tanks and his wet suit. Hansen's tortured life met before with Delmer Darion just two nights previous -- Hansen SPITS and PUNCHES at Delmer Darion's FACE for dealing the cards he's been dealt. CUT TO: CRAIG HANSEN reading the paper, looking at the cover story, that has a photo of DELMER DARION. NARRATOR The weight of the guilt and the measure of coincidence so large, Craig Hansen took his life. MARCIE You don't tell me, I know my rights, just come right in, you can't -- JIM KURRING Don't test me, you wanna talk about what the law book says, we can do that, push me far enough and I'll take you to jail -- now calm down.
They were identified as: A COATED MAN standing in the shadows of the alley way nearby. He's crying and mumbling to himself: CRAIG HANSEN ..God.... Replay of Craig Hansen's suicide, except this time, right before he blows his head off we hear him say, through tears: CRAIG HANSEN ...forgive me... CAMERA pushes in towards him quickly, this time moving into his COAT POCKET -- NARRATOR The suicide was confirmed by a note, left in the breast pocket of Sydney Barringer -- DISSOLVE INTO: CAMERA catches glimpses of the note, " I'm sorry..." "..in this time..." "..I will go " "..be with God..." NARRATOR At the same time young Sydney stood on the ledge of this nine story building, an argument swelled three stories below -- QUICK DISSOLVE TO: CAMERA pushes in towards the door of ROOM 638. I correct a wrong or right a situation; Then I'm a happy cop.
OPTICAL WIPE OF FLAMES FILL THE SCREEN, CAMERA PULLS BACK: (35mm/color/anamorphic now) CAMERA is in the midst of a large FORREST FIRE. It heads off full of water towards the raging forrest fire in the distance. He walks through a courtyard, past some young mexican and black kids playing, up a staircase and arrives at a door that is half open; JIM KURRING Hello? JIM KURRING Quietly, slow down, whoa -- MARCIE You can't just come in here.
And I Would Like To Think This Was Only A Matter Of Chance. CUT TO: CAMERA (STEADICAM) follows behind JIM KURRING. Is anyone else, besides me and besides you in this house?
CUT TO: Back to the fight DELMER and CRAIG HANSEN are having: CAMERA DOLLIES IN QUICK TOWARDS Delmer on the ground with blood coming from his nose. NARRATOR And I Am Trying To Think This Was All Only A Matter Of Chance. We hear same screaming and yelling coming fram behind the door; NARRATOR The neighbors heard, as they usually did, the arguing of the tenants -- QUICK DISSOLVE TO: An ELDERLY COUPLE (early 60s) are savagely fighting and throwing things. And We Move Through This Life We Should Try And Do Good.
QUICK DISSOLVE TO: CAMERA pushes in following two GUESTS through some double doors and reveals the DINNER RECEPTION. CAMERA pushes in quick then blends to 60fps on a man in glasses: DONALD HARPER, forensic scientist as he speaks into the microphone. ANGLE, a random window on the sixth floor of the building SMASHES.... NARRATOR The coroner ruled that the unsuccessful suicide had suddenly become a succesful homicide. The OLDER MAN is backing away from the OLDER WOMAN who is coming at him with a SHOTGUN.
NARRATOR The tale told at a 1961 awards dinner for the American Association Of Forensic Science by Dr. ANGLE, Sydney's stomach...a BULLET rips into it as he falls...blood splatters and his body flinches.... Sydney's body and some shattered glass FALL directly at the CAMERA...which pulls back a little to reveal: a SAFETY NET in the foreground.... NARRATOR -- and it was not uncommon for them to threaten each other with a shotgun or one of the many handguns kept in the house -- OLDER MAN Put it down, put that fuckin' thing down Fay -- OLDER WOMAN -- I'II fucking tell YOU. I try to stay pyhsically fit, my job demands it, so I'm in pretty good shape.
Donald Harper, president of the association, began with a simple suicide attempt -- CUT TO: . CAMERA DOLLIES towards Sydney landing in a CLOSE UP of his feet on the ledge, they wobble a bit -- he jumps, disappears from FRAME. The following happens very quickly: ANGLE, looking up towards the sky... I'll shoot you in the face and end this argument and we see who's right -- NARRATOR And when the shotgun accidentaly went off, Sydney just happend to pass -- The OLDER WOMAN stumbles a bit on some furniture and the SHOTGUN goes off -- FIRES past the OLDER MAN's head -- and SMASHES the window behind him -- SYDNEY falls past and gets shot in the stomach, then falls out of FRAME -- (They're oblivious to this) OLDER MAN You CRAZY FUCKIN' BITCH WHAT ARE YOU DOING? FREEZE FRAME on the two of them yelling and screaming: NARRATOR Added to this, the two tenants turned out to be: Fay and Arthur Barringer. CUT TO: CAMERA moves through the scene as POLICEMAN and DETECTIVES question the OLDER COUPLE. NARRATOR When confronted with the charge, which took some figuring out for the officers on the scene of the crime, Fay Barringer swore that she did not know that the gun was loaded. I'm gettin' up there, though: I'm 32 years old and I'm six feet two inches tall and I weigh about 160.
A seventeen year old kid SYDNEY BARRINGER steps up on to the roof of a nine story building and looks down. FAY BARRINGER I didn't know -- I didn't know -- ARTHUR BARRINGER She always threatens me with the gun, but I don't keep it loaded -- DETECTIVE -- and you didn't load the gun? CUT TO: CAMERA moves through as OFFICERS are talking to and getting statements from VARIOUS NEIGHBORS... I'm really interested in meeting someone special who likes quiet things....life is very stressful and I'd hope to have a relationship that is very calm and undemanding and loving -- The SOUND again of the touch-tone phone cancels Jim's description.