Monday, June 16, 2014
Death Of A Midget
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In Chapter 11 of THE DISH, star-crossed adulterous lesbian lovers Haven and Jett watch in horror as Haven's diabetic husband Dart won't die as quickly as they thought he would, but the shit really hits the fan when their diminutive neighbor Nola Bliss walks in on them ...
INT. HOUSEBOAT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Buster comes BOUNDING in.
Followed by Haven. Then Jett.
That’s what I’m telling you. Listen --
We hear low, ANGUISHED MOANING from upstairs.
What’s happening to him?
His body is screaming out for insulin,
but he’s not getting any,
so his blood sugar is plummeting.
He’s having seizures. Bad ones.
How long -- will it take for him to --
A couple hours. Maybe more. I dunno.
They didn’t teach us about this
at the nursing academy.
What if you gave him a shot of insulin?
Make it look like you tried to save him?
What would happen?
If it’s in time, it would save his life.
So how do I explain not helping him?
You went to sleep in the guest bedroom.
You weren’t feeling well --
But I can fucking HEAR him.
Not if you sleep with earplugs. I do.
Another MOAN. This time, LOUDER.
FEMALE VOICE (O.C.)
Hello, is anybody home?
In walks NOLA.
More than a few sheets to the wind.
Nola, what are you doing here?
What the fuck am I DOING HERE?
Your husband sounds like he’s DYING up there.
He’s fine, it’s a new medication --
We’ve got it handled.
Nola stares. Quivering with anger.
I know what’s going on between you too.
I’ve seen you fucking and sucking
like monkeys in the zoo.
You fucking BITCH --
And now you’re trying
to KILL him, for what?
The INSURANCE MONEY?
Well, I’ve SEEN THAT MOVIE,
and you’re NOT getting AWAY with it.
She pulls out her cell phone.
Jett races over, GRABS it.
Nola starts POUNDING on her chest
with tiny fists.
No, STOP! Give that BACK! Give that BACK!
Quiet, please! Let me explain!
No! I’m gonna call the COPS!
stands behind Nola.
Bends down, and SHOVES a
BUTCHER KNIFE in Nola’s back.
The little demon SCREAMS in pain.
You STABBED ME! Fucking BITCH!
FUCK YOU! Fucking MIDGET!
Incensed, in shock, Nola turns and
ATTACKS Haven like a wild animal,
BITING, KICKING, SCRATCHING.
Haven tries to fight back,
but she’s no match against the tiny terror.
I’m gonna fucking KILL YOU!
Leave HER ALONE!
Jett GRABS Nola.
THROWS her across the room.
She HITS the wall with a sickening THWUMP.
BANGS onto the floor. Lights out.
pool of BLOOD starts spreading.
Fucking nosy MIDGET.
(reels back, in shock)
What have I done?
Another, louder MOAN from upstairs.
NOW what are we gonna do?
You go upstairs and shut him the fuck up,
and I’ll care of -- the body.
But what am I supposed to --
I don’t know.
But we got to buy us some time, so I can --
(gestures at Nola)
Get rid of -- that.
Wait a minute. Listen.
Do you hear that?
Hear what? I don’t hear anything.
Exactly. He stopped --
They RACE up the stairs into --
which is empty.
What the fuck? Where did he --
There he is. Out on the deck.
EXT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - ROOF DECK - CONTINUOUS
Dart stands at the railing. Bent over.
Somebody -- HELP --
What are you doing out here?
You’ll catch your death of cold.
She starts to walk toward him,
but he freaks out.
No -- you -- stay away -- away --
And, as he tries to move away from her,
he lurches backward, loses his footing,
slips, and FALLS OVER --
And HITS the inky black water with a SPLASH.
We’ve just been FUCKED.
What do we do NOW?
We gotta take care of -- the body.
They RACE downstairs.
Jett looks around.
Sees her gym bag.
Empties it out.
Goes over to Nola’s dead body.
Stuffs her in the bag.
Uses the gym clothes
to sop up the blood.
You COULD help me out here --
Blood makes me -- freak out.
Wait a minute. Where’s Buster?
He must have run away.
We’ll look for him later.
He was Dart’s dog.
Drove me fucking crazy.
Jett stuffs the bloody clothes in the bag.
Goes to the sink.
Washes her hands.
Looks back at Haven.
As soon as I’m out the door, call 911.
Tell them as much of the truth as you can.
He had an attack. You didn’t hear it
because you were sleeping.
I’ve got it.
I was listening to my Ipod.
Then, you went to check on him,
and he was out on the deck.
And he -- and he --
Got startled when you called out to him.
It’ll have to work.
Jett dries off her hands.
Goes to Haven. Kisses her.
I love you more than --
Enough to kill?
PUSH IN ON Jett.
Hugging Haven for dear life.
Straight down the line, baby.
Straight down the line.