Friday, November 12, 2010
The Family That Plays Together
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In Chapter 10 of LEGS, private eye Carrie Love gets a call from her brother on her cell phone in the car -- seems that now their stepmother has invaded the home and now wants in on the funeral arrangements for their father -- and he asks her to come over and 'play Switzerland.' Carrie tells him she'll be there soon -- but first she has to make another stop -- and go visit the crime scene where her client has been viciously murdered.
INT. CARRIE’S PORSCHE - MOVING - NIGHT
Carrie sits behind the wheel, driving.
Jonna rides shotgun.
Carrie’s cell phone RINGS.
She answers it.
This is Carrie --
Oh, SHIT. Really?
INT. MARGO’S ESTATE - KITCHEN - NIGHT
A culinary orgy of chrome and steel.
A Sharper Image wet dream.
Nate leans against the ‘gourmet island’
eating a snack while on the phone.
Yeah. So mom is hiding upstairs
while Eva and Todd duke it out.
Could you come over and play Switzerland?
I’m sorry, Nate --
but my client was just murdered,
and I’m on my way to the crime scene --
Oh, wow. I’m sorry --
Yeah. So’s he. Tell you what.
I’ve got one last stop
to make after this one,
and then I’ll swing by, okay?
Sorry to bother you.
Hey. You’re my brother.
You NEVER bother me. Got it?
I’ll see you later. Bye.
She CLICKS the phone shut. Sighs.
Wanna tell me about it?
Sometimes sharing with a complete stranger
can be oddly comforting.
(off Carrie’s look)
I was a pysch major in college.
I’m not a COMPLETE bimbo --
My father died today.
That was one of my younger brothers.
The other one is trying to
control the funeral arrangements,
and my father’s second wife
has just invaded my mother’s house
because SHE wants to take care of it.
The family that plays together --
Holy SHIT. Your FATHER died? Today?
(off Carrie’s nod)
Then why are you working?
The car stops at a light.
Carrie turns. Looks at Jonna.
A tear slides down her cheek.
It’s the only thing that’s keeping me
from having a complete meltdown.
EXT. DICK’S MANSION - FRONT PORCH - NIGHT
Carrie and Bernie stand near the front door
watching the parade of COPS
and CRIME SCENE TECHS going in and out.
You can go in after they’re done, Legs. Okay?
I shouldn’t even let you do THAT,
but he WAS your client.
Dick’s body is wheeled out on a gurney,
zipped up in a bag.
(watches it go by)
He gave me a retainer.
Is it ethical to cash the check?
Why not? He’s not gonna say anything --
(nods at her car)
Isn’t this a strange place to bring a date?
She’s a LEAD, Bernie. Dina’s roommate.
I was at the strip club interviewing her
when I got a voicemail message from Daerr,
said it was something urgent.
Then I got YOU on the line --
So tell me about the body --
His throat was cut.
No sign of forced entry,
looks like he knew the perp.
Short, about five-two, five-three.
That’s all we’ll know until
forensics gets back to us.
Jonna appears on the porch.
I’m sorry to interrupt,
but is it okay if I use
the little girl’s room?
I gotta go.
Yeah, sure. Bathroom’s on the left.
Just don’t touch anything.
Hey. Is Dina left-handed?
How tall is she?
What’s this about?
You know the story of Oedipus?
No. Who’s that?
I’ll follow you guys in my car.
What’s going on?
Hurry up and go pee.
I’ll fill you in on the way.
She nods. Races inside.
Bernie gives Carrie the fish-eye.
Hey. Are you okay?
You look like someone died.
I mean -- a good guy.
My father, Bernie -- he --
Your FATHER DIED?
She stares at him. Haunted. Lost.
Heart attack --
Bernie pulls a flask out of his pocket.
Hands it to her.
She takes it. Grateful.
Takes a long pull. Wipes her mouth.
And here I am.
Once a cop, always a cop, huh?
PUSH IN ON Carrie’s face. Haunted. Numb.
Blessing and a curse, Bernie.
Blessing and a curse --