OCTOBER 31
9:30 PM
Kari and Gerard have their guns poised on each other with Kimble standing between them with his hands in the air. Gerard says, “Holmes, you don’t have to go to prison, be reasonable. I’m willing to overlook everything if you just let me cuff him and take him out of here.”
Kari replies, “No deal, Gerard! Kimble is MY prisoner and he’s coming with me!”
“This is MY case, Holmes! Kimble comes with me.”
“NO! You’re going to have to shoot me! Are you prepared to commit murder to bring in a murderer?”
“Holmes, you’re going to have to shoot me! Are you prepared to commit murder in order to protect a murderer?”
Kimble
looks at Kari and says, “Kari, put your gun down, there’s always another option.”
With Kimble standing between herself and Gerard there is no real clear shot.
A look of awareness crosses her face as she’s hearing fireworks going off
outside. She puts the gun to her side and moves to the side of the room so
she is parallel with Gerard.
“Well, Holmes, I’m glad to see you’ve come to your senses.” The fireworks are becoming more and more pronounced.
“I don’t think so.” She shoots Gerard’s gun out of his hand as he’s got it trained on Kimble and the sound of the explosion coincides with a burst of fireworks from the Halloween celebrations outside. As Gerard winces from the shock of his gun being shot out of his hand, Kimble tackles him to the floor. The gun flies across the room and Kimble pins Gerard to the floor, reaching for his hand cuffs. Kari moves in quickly, training her gun on Gerard. “Not a word, Gerard! Don’t make me do something I’ll hate myself for later! You really should have brought back up!” Silently they drag Gerard to the bathroom and with the other handcuff, cuff his other hand with the cast iron leg to the sink in between his hands.
Kari hands the gun to Kimble to hold on him and she brings over duct tape and tapes his legs together. Then she pulls his hands together and tapes them as well.
Gerard
stares at her with hatred. “Holmes, you’ll never get away with this!”
Kari takes out one last piece of tape and seals it over his mouth. “SHUT UP, Gerard!” She reaches down and pulls out the gun hidden under his pant leg, pocketing it. “I’ll leave the key right here.” She puts it on the table. “Sooner or later someone will come by and let you out. In the meantime, I’ve got a job to do! And I need Kimble to do it.” She motions to Kimble. “Let’s go!”
The two walk out of the room and Kari locks the door behind them. Once outside, Kimble turns to her. “He’s not going to buy that story about me helping you.”
“It was the best I could do under the circumstances. Let’s go.” Kimble holds her back, “Kari…”
“Richard, if I had wanted to kill him I wouldn’t have bothered shooting the gun out of his hand!”
Kimble looks relieved and says, “All right then…Let’s go do it!” They walk out of the hotel calmly together like another set of guests and disappear into the Halloween festivities of the French Quarter.