Aftertaste Page #13

Season #1 Episode #1

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REVEAL:
time passes.

Kat exits the French doors to the outdoor Balinese style garden patio, turns on her Pottery Barn lanterns and sets the table with pink placemats, glass plates and pink glittery handled forks. Melody Rae serves the dinner while Kat plops down in one of the two black Adirondack chairs strategically placed on each side of a round glass patio table detained by a modernistic wrought iron frame. A glittery, translucent pink vase displaying a bouquet of pink and purple orchids, hydrangea, carnations, and tulips was the centerpiece of the table.

KAT:

Steven gave those to me as a two month

anniversary present. He-e-e’s a keeper.

With fork in one hand and wine glass in the other Melody Rae takes one rich bite after another, and then speaks in a Guy Fieri style voice.

MELODY RAE:

A funky kind of flavorful sweetness

discovered here in Kat’s little off the

beaten path cottage; a messy and magical

melt-in-your-mouth explosion for the

senses—true love for the taste buds.

KAT:

Who are you?

MELODY RAE:

Guy Fieri!

KAT:

Uh, don’t give up your day job.

They both laugh.

MELODY RAE:

It’s just so good, right?

KAT:

Heaven.

MELODY RAE:

Just the word I was looking for.

KAT:

So, tell me about Peter.

MELODY RAE:

Well...

(beat)

He was, in fact, the most difficult one for

me to get over, a lot more painful than

Kyle. He broke my heart, Kat. He seriously

broke it in half.

SUPERIMPOSE:
JULY 1998

SUPERIMPOSE:

Peter James Kelly—Cheater Peter

Yellow Fin Tuna

A mild, meaty flavor that can be served raw. But when cooked, it is firm and moist with large flakiness that cannot be ignored.

PETER JAMES KELLY—(Yellow Fin Tuna) 26, Jewish, tall (six-foot-three), dark brown-haired, buzz-cut, goatee, baseball cap wearing, Budweiser truck driver.

INT. MELODY RAE’S APARTMENT – REDDING - DAY

REVEAL:
Melody Rae is opening a letter addressed to her, from her Uncle Cormac, from Ireland. Tears are rolling down her face. A large check for twenty thousand dollars is included with the letter.

My dearest Melody Rae,

I’m wanting you to do what you are good at, love. As Joseph

Campbell said:
“Follow your bliss.” Think on it my dear. I

never told you this (though I told your mum) you were my

idol. We shared a true love for animals, we did. You were

always needing them as much as they were needing you.

An Irish blessing for you, young lady: “May your pockets be

heavy and your heart be light.”

All my love—Cormac

EXT. MOUNT SHASTA, CALIFORNIA – DAY

EXT. MELODY RAE’S NEW GROOMING SALON - RENOVATED VICTORIAN.

REVEAL:
NAME ON BUILDING: PETITE PAWS

INT. PETITE PAWS

Melody Rae is redecorating the office lobby.

INT. MELODY RAE’S NEW COTTAGE

REVEAL:
Melody Rae unpacking boxes and placing frames on the wall of her charming bungalow in the country, located on Cabernet Way. Opening a housewarming gift from Kat: a bottle of Poison perfume.

REVEAL:
The note with gift says: Time for change. Have fun tonight. Love, Kat.

Melody Rae dabs some on before leaving the house.

DEREK DAVIS—42, Canadian, subdued, blond, average height,

conservative, glasses wearing, owner of DD Construction.

GRETCHEN SCOTT—40, Canadian, introvert, average height, restaurant owner.

INT. JB’S PUB

Melody Rae walks in the pub and her friends, Sally and Gretchen, and grooming assistant, Derek, beckon her to their table. They all hug. Sally hands her a glass of red wine.

GRETCHEN:

Congratulations.

MELODY RAE:

Thank you!

SALLY:

You did everything you said you would.

MELODY RAE:

Yeah. . .My uncle Cormac made it possible.

DEREK:

To Uncle Cormac!

REVEAL:
The three of them eating appetizers, drinking, laughing. The bar thins out as it gets later in the evening. Derek and Melody Rae are now alone, with only a few other patrons in the entire pub.

DEREK:

Wow. It totally thinned out in here.

MELODY RAE:

Don’t worry, it’s early. Things usually pick

up about eleven.

DEREK:

That late? Jeez.

MELODY RAE:

Yep. Wanna shoot a game of pool to pass the

time?

DEREK:

Sure.

MELODY RAE:

But I should warn you, I’m good.

DEREK:

No way! Serious? You actually play pool?

MELODY RAE:

Heck yeah, I play. I have six brothers. Of

course I play. I also play basketball,

football, baseball, and I bowl. Uh, yeah.

Don’t mess with an only girl raised with

boys.

DEREK:

I won’t.

(beat)

Well, cool then. Let’s do it. And don’t hold

out on me, Melody Rae. I want to see your

best moves, girl. You know, I’m gonna bring

it.

MELODY RAE:

Fine, bring it!

Melody Rae struts to the table.

DEREK:

Hey, would you mind if I called my friend

Peter to join us? I told him I’d invite him

out for a drink the next time I went out.

Oh, and he enjoys pool, too. In fact, he

brings his own cue stick. He’s sort of a

pool aficionado.

MELODY RAE:

Sounds like it. Yeah, I mean, absolutely,

invite him. Why, not, the more the merrier,

right?

Derek calls his friend Peter, using the payphone down the hall, and then approaches the bartender and procures a pool game. Then he pays for their drinks and sets up the pool

table. They play a few rounds of pool, and then Melody Rae sits to take a sip of her cocktail. As she lifts her glass, an unusually tall guy wearing a tipped-up baseball cap charged into the pub and anxiously approaching the bar counter. From the back he identically resembles Willie.

Melody Rae closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

DEREK:

Hey...it’s Peter. You’re gonna like him.

He’s a character, and a charmer.

Melody Rae smiles artificially and then shakes her head. Derek exits toward the bar counter, approaching the gentleman who just came into the pub wearing the tipped-up baseball cap. When the guy turns around Melody Rae’s mouth drops open, noticing his baseball cap has a Budweiser logo inscribed on it, and he’s holding a beer. She guzzles her drink and seizing her cue stick begins abrasively coating the tip with chalk. When Derek taps her on the shoulder, she turns around cautiously.

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