The Great Masquerade Page #9

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'cause I'm living the

life of my own now.

And you're worried about

me and other men.

Here watch this.

- I'm gonna kill ya.

- You take care of Dave, I'll

take care of Vito.

- Hey you're pretty good.

- Yeah well I have a reputation

to keep up you know.

- Take two Dramamine

and you'll feel better in

the morning Louie.

- Can I buy you a drink?

- Sure.

- Oh yeah, finally got lucky.

- HEY-

- But you said you'd lend me $75.

- I can't, I'm a little

short this week.

- Lucy, I brought

someone to meet you.

LUCY-

Come out.

This is my poor fiance.

Lucy McRae.

We would have been married.

We would have had a family.

We would have been happy.

Except for the accident.

- Accident?

- Sherwood.

My head.

My head Sherwood.

- Lucy, was once a beauty queen.

Until a jealous

competitor assaulted her.

Beat her with a stick.

- Sherwood.

She has my crown.

- She suffered brain damage,

which caused these

terrible seizures.

These awful fits of violence.

- If you loved her so much Gates

why didn't you take her to a doctor?

- Doctor?

- I did.

Doctor Ravenna.

He told Vito Vito the whole story.

Later he repented, became

remorseful and maudlin.

Tried to save himself, but

it was too late.

- Doctor.

I don't understand.

I don't know any doctor.

- Vito was on my back.

Blackmailing me.

I was smuggling his cocaine for him,

using my boat for his

filthy contraband.

What recourse did I have?

Send Lucy to an institution.

I couldn't,

even

do that.

- So you let her kill

three girls instead?

- She enjoys it.

Some people play hockey-

Others fish.

I admit it's not very nice.

I wouldn't dream of doing it myself.

But for Lucy it's relaxing.

And necessary.

Besides,

I can afford it.

- Tell her to take off my

crown Sherwood.

Tell her to take it off.

- I believe she wants you to

take off the crown.

- Take off my crown.

- Gates you're not going to

let this happen.

You can't!

- I'm the queen.

I'm the only queen.

- Sorry Lucy but you're not

the only queen.

- A pervert, a pervert on my ship.

- You tricked me Sherwood.

I hate you.

- No my darling.

- You tricked me!

- No!

- Sherwood my darling.

- Dave, you okay?

- Yeah, yeah I'm okay.

- Dave's the one you've been

hearing and reading about

all over town folks.

- Not just me.

- He's the police detective

who disguised himself

as a beauty contestant in

order to investigate

the artists and models murdered case

and investigate he did.

In fact he unearthed not

only the murderer

but an entire ring of

coke smugglers.

Wow, that must have been

pretty scary huh Dave.

- No Jen, you see

the thing is that I worked on

the inside of Faith

and I really didn't get to

see how it looked

so I just did my job you

know what I mean.

- No.

- Well what I mean is that

there are some people

that I'm sure were affected and

perhaps they had some sort

of an identity crisis as a result of

my masquerading as Faith but uh

I never really personally felt

any sort of crisis at all.

- Can we go now?

- Well thank you Dave and Cookie.

Now we're going to say a few words

to Dave's partner Casey.

What was your name sir?

- Who wants to know?

- My name's Kiki Donahue,

and next year I'm gonna

be a contestant

in the Artisan Models Beauty Ball.

- No you ain't.

- Yes I am.

- You ain't.

- Yes I am.

- You ain't.

Stop that, did you see him?

Did any of you see him?

I'll put you all in the ground.

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