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"DEATH ON APPEAL"
by
Des Nnochiri
E-mail: desnnr@yahoo.co.uk
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FADE IN
MARSHAL
Hammett.
HAMMETT (V.O.)
My name is Spenser Hammett.
And this is the story...
of the last 48 hours of my life.
The marshal thumbs a keypad, and the bars slide open - just
enough to let one person squeeze through.
The bars clang shut, as Hammett follows the marshal down the long
hallway. They pass holding cells on each side, all packed with
jostling convicts.
HAMMETT (V.O.)
Been like this for a while, now.
Things got really bad, in 2029.
“The MS-13 Crisis.”
Armed gangs from El Salvador
invaded the United States.
Started turf wars with the Mafia, the Yakuza,
Russian Mob.
Anyone stupid enough to take them on.
It was mayhem.
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Government tried everything.
Deportation, prison ships,
converting old factory buildings into--
MARSHAL
End ‘o’ the line.
COURT CLERK
Spenser Hammett.
Having been convicted, on July 17th, 2048, of
the fatal shootings of Veronica Louise
Hammett and Ilsa Margrit Dietrich, and the
death by stabbing of James “Mad Dog” Cain,
you were duly sentenced to Death On Appeal.
Sentence to be carried out immediately.
May God have mercy on your soul.
She taps the console in front of her, and the page that she was
quoting from fades out. She turns back to the novel she was
reading before.
TECHNICIAN
(fussing with headrest)
You know how this works?
HAMMETT
No. Ow!
TECHNICIAN
The bracelet’s just injected you with the
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TrackInfection. Tracking Infection. It’s a
powerful neurotoxin--
HAMMETT
Glows in the dark?
TECHNICIAN
No.
It’s, uh, L-Fourteen Neuronase?
Induces cardiac arrest, stops all higher
brain functions. Instantly.
Almost painless. Really.
HAMMETT
Do I get to wear an eyepatch?
TECHNICIAN
Ahhh... No.
There’s a laser terminal in the infirmary, I
think.
If you’re having problems with your vision.
Anyway, each molecule has little nanobots on
it, that act as a--
HAMMETT
You gonna chain me to a hot-looking babe from
the Resistance, at least?
TECHNICIAN
Resistance? I don’t, uh...
TECHNICIAN
The, uh, the nanobots act as a 48-hour time-
release for the poison.
TECHNICIAN (CONTD.)
They also report on your location and
physical condition.
The Bracelet’ll hook you up to the grid, in
the usual manner.
HAMMETT
SuperGlue me to a college co-ed, even?
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TECHNICIAN
What? No. Ummm...
If you find evidence to overturn your
conviction, access any street map, like this
one, and download the information to the
Appeals Office nearest to you.
A sophisticated algorithm will process that
information, and, if it checks out, will
instruct the nanobots to reverse-engineer the
toxin.
HAMMETT
So, I guess screwing in a public plaza’s
out of the question.
TECHNICIAN
What? Ahhh....
I wrote it myself. The algorithm. It rocks.
Anyway.
Timer starts as soon as you leave the
building.
You’ll get your last meal, of course.
Religious blessing, of your choice. I hear
the lasagne’s really good.
Good luck!
HAMMETT
Die with dignity.
The marshal pushes Hammett toward the security grille at the exit
door, shoves him through. And stands there, Easter Island style,
as Hammett walks away.
HAMMETT (V.O.)
In case you’re wondering about the name? My
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mother, God bless her.
She was obssessed with the whole private eye,
“Kiss Me Deadly”, thing before the brains
behind Prime Time Crime were in kindergarten,
even.
After she stalked, and then married a guy
named Hammett, well...
I didn’t get much say in the matter.
Rest of the world seems to have followed
suit.
HAMMETT (V.O.)
But, that’s enough about me.
I have to go see my lawyer.
GARDNER
...and a history of misdemeanour convictions,
several involving violence. You’re taking
Placidaxx, I understand?
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HAMMETT
Occasionally.
Not since--
HAMMETT
The whole zombie thing.
Just wasn’t working for me.
GARDNER
I understand the new formulation is--
HAMMETT
Where’s Mr. Neff?
GARDNER
Excuse me?
HAMMETT
Gregor Neff. He was my lawyer for the trial.
Where is he?
GARDNER
Greg is... on sabbatical. You understand, in
the current climate, the practice of criminal
law is very stressful.
I generally handle corporate cases myself,
but with the backlog--
HAMMETT
Where?
GARDNER
I’m sorry, I don’t--
HAMMETT
On sabbatical. Where?
GARDNER
Of course, that’s, that’s confidential.
To get back to your case.
DNA traces on the murder weapon were those of
you, and your wife. Forensic analysis
confirms that Mrs. Hammett could not have
shot Ms. Dietrich, or herself.
Financial incentives for you - property, bank
accounts, insurance - were not
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inconsiderable.
And there were aggravating circumstances, of
course.
GARDNER (CONTD.)
You killed a man, Mr. Hammett. On the morning
of your trial.
And Hammett steps back, covered in blood. But not his own.
He’s gasping, sweaty, wavering on his feet...
Then collapses suddenly, as he’s zapped with a taser stick by one
of the MARSHALS who have come up behind him.
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SENIOR MARSHAL
(re: the fallen Hammett)
Clean him up, and get him on the bus.