"That place -- it wasn't us," Ennis told her.
"So, you dragged me to a ferry stop, why?"
"We met on a ferry. That field trip -- 5th grade -- you had your hair in braids, and... And I couldn't take my eyes off you. Tam, this is us. So..." Ennis took an engagement ring from his pocket.
"Oh, my God!"
Sal came down the stairs, hand over his bleeding gut and yelled, "Call 911! Call 911!" He fell and Ennis went to him. "David... I'm sorry."
"David? Who's David?" Ennis wondered.
"I didn't have a choice."
Tamara screamed as the hooded figure slammed her against a wall. Her head was cracked open and she fell, dead.
"Tamara! Tamara!" Ennis cried.
The hooded figure slashed Sal again, killing him. 
Ennis ran to Tamara and yelled, "No! Ahh! No! No! No... Please... Please... No!"
EXT.- NORTH CHICAGO UNIVERSITY CAMPUS, DAY
Students were walking across campus.
INT. - OFFICE
The door read, "Office of Professor W.L. GRAHAM, Mathematics Department Chair." PROF. GRAHAM entered his office, where he saw his assistant, a young woman, filing.
"Professor?" the assistant called. "What are you doing here?"
"Uh, my office," Graham said. "Why aren't you at lunch?"
"Paperwork. I thought you and your wife had gone away for the weekend."
"We have -- we are. I just forgot something. Don't worry about it."
Graham entered his interior office, closed the door, started to answer his buzzing phone, saw the caller ID "MARGO," and hit ignore. He inserted a USB into a desktop computer and began copying a file labeled "SPRING FINALS." Graham shifted into David Lassiter and made a call.
"Matt?" David called. "It's David Lassiter. Spread the word -- I've got answers to the math final. 50 bucks a pop."
EXT - CAMPUS - DAYTIME.
David was leaving the building. Margo called again, and he answered.
"Teddy's House of Piñatas, Cinnamon speaking," David said.
"Not funny, David," Margo Lassiter retorted. "Where the hell are you?! You need to come home."
"Margo. Margo. Slow down."
"David, listen to me. You have to come home now."
"What do you mean?"
"It's about Sal."
"What about Sal?"
"Our brother's dead."
INT. - POLICE INTERROGATION ROOM
Ennis was at the table and said, "I know what I saw."
"And you're sure?" Detective Freddie Costa questioned. "I mean... sure? 'Cause, what you're tellin' me... About this faceless whatever-it-is?"
"That thing had claws."
"Look, maybe you got confused. You know, maybe -- maybe it was some banger with a knife."
"I know what I saw."
"I am trying to help."
"By calling me a liar?!"