Forgive And Forget

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In Chapter 15 of THE DISH, it's a clusterfuck of epic proportions when murderous personal trainer Jett Targo overhears her supposed lover, B-movie starlet Haven Crayce conspiring with sheriff's deputy Trimmer Waltz to run off together, leaving her in the cold ...


INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - GALLEY - MORNING
Haven’s at the bar.
Mixing champagne and OJ in a pitcher.

HAVEN
Silly.
It’s never too early for a MIMOSA.
(turns, to someone off-camera)
We have to celebrate.

MALE VOICE (O.C.)
The king is dead.
Long live the queen.

Haven picks up the drinks,
walks over to --

TRIMMER WALTZ
seated on the couch.

Splayed out like
he owns the joint.

TRIMMER
(takes a drink, smiles)
Thank you, my love.
(pats the couch)
Come sit next to me,
my little firecracker.

Haven sits next to him.
Sips her drink.

HAVEN
Who you calling a firecracker?

TRIMMER
I can’t believe it.
We’re almost done.
(beat)
When’s the reading of the will?

HAVEN
Tomorrow.

TRIMMER
Eight-hundred thousand smackeroos.
(toasts)
Here’s to that cabin
up in Big Bear.

They CLINK.
Sip.

HAVEN
I know we talked
about Big Bear,
but I was thinking --

TRIMMER
Whoah.
That could be dangerous.

HAVEN
Shut up.
Listen to me.
(sips)
I think it might be
better if we went to Mexico.
You know, one of those
little fishing towns
on the coast, like in
That Killing Feeling.

TRIMMER
But I don’t speak Spanish --

OUTSIDE ON THE DECK
Jett stands near the open window,
shade down, listening.

IN THE GALLEY
Haven gets up.

Goes to the bar,
fixes another drink.

HAVEN
I just think
it would be -- safer.
The cops couldn’t touch us.

TRIMMER
That’s true.
(finishes his drink)
Tell you what.
We’ll think about it.
(beat)
And what about Ms. Targo?
(nasty laugh)
Or should I say MR. Targo --

HAVEN
Nola’s body.
I find out where
she's stashed it --
and then you tip off
Detective Seely.

TRIMMER
You’re an evil genius, baby.
(beat)
But you know that.

HAVEN
(evil grin)
Takes one to know one.

TRIMMER
I gotta ask you something.
(beat)
Didn’t you like it --
at least a little bit --
when that buff, young specimen
went down on you?

HAVEN
What the fuck?

TRIMMER
Well, they say only a woman
knows what another woman wants --

OUTSIDE ON THE DECK
Jett blinks back tears.
Turns.

Quietly walks away.
Head down.

IN THE GALLEY
Haven DOWNS her cocktail.
Starts fixing another.

HAVEN
Don’t be ridiculous.

TRIMMER
It’s okay, baby.
I find it -- kind of a turn-on.
(eyes narrow)
If things were different,
I might just wanna -- join in.

HAVEN
(snorts)
As if.

TRIMMER
Excuse me?

She takes a sip.
Lights a smoke.
Crosses over to him.

HAVEN
You think she was my first?
(laughs)
That’s what all you guys want.
To join in.
(beat)
Fucking creepy.

Trimmer stares.
Be careful here.

TRIMMER
Hey, now --
I was just kidding, baby doll.
Just tryin’ to get
a rise out of you.
Let’s not fight.

HAVEN
You started it.

He gets up.
Puts his arms around her.

TRIMMER
I’m sorry.
(touches her chin)
You forgive me, baby?

PUSH IN ON Haven.
Faint smile.
Eyes off somewhere else.

HAVEN
Forgive and forget
is for suckers --