JFK Page #34

JIM:

I would imagine a uniformed waiter

helps.

SHAW:

It adds a taste of elegance for which

I must confess a weakness for now

and then. I call him Smedley. His

real name is Frankie Jenkins - but I

could hardly imagine anything more

uncouth during dinner than my turning

toward the kitchen and hollering

"Frankie!" .. Where is this leading

to, Mr. Garrison?

Willie O'Keefe and Clay Shaw leave the dining table.

JIM (V.O.)

After dinner you paid him to have

sex with you.

SHAW (V.O.)

(laughing)

Pffft! Absolute nonsense. The

Quarter is filled with vivid

imaginations, my dear Mr. Garrison -

grimy young hoodlums who'll say and

do anything. As you well know.

JIM (V.O.)

...in the course of that night, Mr.

O'Keefe said a man named David Ferrie

stopped by the house... along with

another young man...

At Shaw's townhouse, we see Ferrie coming in, with another

young chicken.

SHAW (V.O.)

Who?

JIM (V.O.)

David Ferrie.

SHAW (V.O.)

No. I have never known anyone by

that name. Of course never having

met Mr. O'Keefe I could hardly have

met Mr. Ferrie...

JIM (V.O.)

...and that the four of you partied

early into the morning hours...

We see the four men in drag, smiling for the flash camera,

champagne bottles in hand. Ferrie sniffs some poppers, then

shoves a popper in Shaw's face.

FERRIE:

(to Shaw)

You're mine, Mary. Go get the f***ing

tools out, b*tch. Now! I want some

ass.

Ferrie forces more poppers on Shaw. The camera movies to

Shaw's bedroom, where Ferrie scatters a drawer full of leather

tools.

FERRIE:

(to Shaw)

Come here, b*tch.

(Ferrie grabs Shaw by

the hair)

You want this? The only way you get

this is do what I say.

(Ferrie whacks Shaw)

I'm the man. Don't ever forget it.

(Shaw begs and whines)

You want it? You want it?

(Ferrie spits on Shaw)

F*** you and your rich friends.

You're nothing but a rich whore!

You're my woman! Get the cat!

(to young man)

Strip! Now, woman. I want to see

skin.

BACK TO Garrison's office.

JIM:

(in present)

Let me show you his picture.

(he hands Shaw a

general photo of

Ferrie)

SHAW:

(in present)

No. I'm sure I've never met anyone

of such a bizarre appearance.

JIM:

Does the name Clay Bertrand mean

anything to you?

SHAW:

Clay Bertrand? Clay Bertrand? I

believe there was a man with a name

similar to that who worked at the

Chamber of Commerce. Is that the

man you had in mind?

JIM:

No, it was not. Do you know an

attorney by the name of Dean Andrews?

SHAW:

One meets so many attorneys in my

business. No, I don't believe I

know Dean Andrews.

Jim is getting incredibly irritated. He feels Shaw is lying.

CUT TO Antoine's Restaurant, where Liz and all five kids

look at menus.

SNAPPER:

I'm hungry! When're we gonna eat!

LIZ:

We're going to start without him and

he'll be here for dessert. Snapper,

you put that back!

VIRGINIA:

I want a Shirley Temple!

SNAPPER:

Me, too.

JASPER:

(disappointed)

When's Daddy coming, Mama?

LIZ:

Soon. He's real sorry he can't start

with us but he's promised to be here.

BACK TO Garrison's office later that day. Everyone looks

tired as the questioning goes on. Shaw sucks on endless

Gauloises.

JIM:

(handing a photo to

Shaw)

Mr. Shaw, can you identify this man?

SHAW:

Naturally.

(he looks up)

Are you claiming, Mr. Garrison, that

Mr. Oswald also had dinner with me?

JIM:

(humorless)

Mr. Shaw, did you ever meet Lee Harvey

Oswald?

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