JFK Page #51

HUSBAND:

I'm a Republican, Mr. Garrison, and

I don't go in for this kind of

government bashing, but I must tell

you something's not right when they

don't even bother to call Julia in

front of the Warren Commission.

JIM:

They didn't call a lot of people,

Mr. Mercer. I think it's safe to

say the Warren Report is a work of

fiction.

DALLAS CLUB - NIGHT(1967)

BEVERLY, a woman of ample proportions and a big, cute Texas

face, ex-club singer, meets with Jim and Lou Ivon in a

nightclub not unlike Ruby's Carousel.

LOU:

Beverly, tell Mr. Garrison about the

Carousel club.

BEVERLY (V.O.)

Oh yes, I used to go over there a

lot to see Jack and especially my

friend Jada who danced there. It

was the real swinging spot in town.

Everybody came. Businessmen,

politicians from Austin, Lyndon

Johnson's friends... Dallas was a

slow town back then. You chewed

toothpicks, played dominos, spit and

dated policemen. But Jack's was

exciting. There were always cops

there. Jack liked 'em around, but

he used to throw the drunks out

himself, 'cause he was kinda a violent-

tempered man... it seemed everybody

in those days knew Jack was with the

Mob. The cops were "bad" back then -

they'd shake you down for the money

in your pocket. They put a lotta

people in the cemetery, especially

colored people.

LOU:

Beverly, what about Lee?

Jada and Beverly sit down at the table with Ferrie, Oswald,

and Jack, with Jack doing the buying. It's too loud to hear

anything.

BEVERLY (V.O.)

Oh, yeah. One time I came in, Jack

introduces me to these two guys. He

said, "Beverly, this is my friend

Lee..." and I didn't catch the other

guy's name. He was a weird-looking

guy with those funny little eyebrows.

The other guy, Lee, didn't make much

of an impression either. He wasn't

good-looking or nuthin', he didn't

look like he had any money, and he

was in a bad mood, so I didn't pay

him much mind. Well, I might not

remember a name, but I always remember

a face. When I saw him tow weeks

later on the television, I screamed,

"Oh, my God - that's him! That's

Jack's friend!" I knew right then

it had something to do with the

Mafia... Well, about a week later,

after she told the newspapers she'd

met this guy Lee with Jack, Jada

disappears off the face of the

Earth...

THE CAMERA MOVES IN ON JADA

BEVERLY (V.O.)

Never knew what happened to her till

Herman offered to sell me her

wardrobe. I said, "but Jada's coming

back," and I remember the way he

smiled... and I knew she was never

coming back.

BACK TO the 1967 scene.

JIM:

Will you testify, Beverly?

BEVERLY:

I don't think so, sir.

LOU:

I thought when we came here, we had

an agreement.

BEVERLY:

I just don't want to become another

statistic like her. If they can

kill the President, do you think

they're gonna think twice about a

two-bit showgirl like me?

LOU:

We could call you in, Beverly.

JIM:

I know the pressure you're under,

Beverly. Don't think I don't.

(as he exits)

I understand.

DISSOLVE TO DEALEY PLAZA(1967)

Our view is from the roof of the building on the extreme

south side of the Plaza. J.C. Price, the building engineer,

in hat and overalls, points for Jim and Lou.

PRICE (V.O.)

...yes, sir, right here on this spot.

The shots came from near that wooden

fence over there, near the overpass.

The camera tightens on the picket fence.

PRICE:

I saw a man run from this spot and

go behind the Book Depository - 30

minutes later I gave this information

to the Sheriff.

On the overpass near Dealey Plaza, S.M. Holland, a tan,

elderly, leather-faced signal supervisor, points to the picket

fence for Jim and Lou. His accent is thick and rural. We

saw him before, briefly, when Jim was reading the Warren

Report.

HOLLAND:

I made it very clear to the Warren

people one of the shots came from

behind that picket fence. I heard

the report and saw the smoke come

out about 6 or 8 feet above the

ground, right out from under those

trees. There is no doubt whatsoever

in my mind...

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