The White Angel Page #17

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STECKLER:

What was I supposed to do?

CARTER takes his point - she takes a sip of her tea. He turns his back

to her - obviously examining something

STECKLER:

It's got sugar in - you don't mind?

CARTER freezes

CARTER:

I don't like sugar

STECKLER:

There isn't that much - you didn't even

taste it - What's wrong - don't you like

my tea?

CARTER:

It's not that - I just don't want any

sugar

STECKLER:

Why whats wrong with the sugar -

STECKLER turns round - the tin of ant poison in his hand - he reads the

ingredients as if were a cake mix -

STECKLER:

42% pentathanol, 31% crysonal and 8.5%

Arsenic... This was really very crude

ELLEN - I tasted it straight away - I'm

very familiar with arsenic - small doses

over a long period of time mount up and

eventually incapacitate the victim - Why

did you want to incapacitate me ELLEN?

140 CONTINUED (3):

STECKLER (CONT'D)

(Shouting) WHY!!!

CARTER jumps at STECKLER'S violent outburst...

CARTER:

I haven't been using it recently LESLIE

STECKLER:

CRAP! - I wish I had taken a photo of

your face when I gave some to that

DETECTIVE - What's wrong ELLEN - you

look pale - maybe you have been eating

the wrong kind of foods lately - it

could be food poisoning?

CARTER suddenly feels sweaty and sickened - she involuntarily takes a

deep breath, holding her throat...

STECKLER lurches for CARTER grabbing her by the throat and holding her

hard...

STECKLER:

I thought you believed me! Oh don't

worry ELLEN, I poured the Ant poison

down the drain - I just wanted you to

know what it felt like when I found out

- unpleasant isn't it?

CARTER RUMMAGES in her bag, pulling out her kitchen knife she has kept

with her....

She is absolutely bubbling with anger - but she channels.

She holds the knife to STECKLER'S throat - STECKLER loosens his grip on

CARTER - she looks real mad - almost insane...

CARTER:

(Whispering) I could kill you now -

no-one would ever know - I would have

won already - unpleasant isn't it...

CARTER breaks away - the tension leaving - she drops the knife to the

floor.

STECKLER is shaking now - but he still manages a defiant remark...

(CONTINUED)

140 CONTINUED (4):

STECKLER:

You couldn't do it - It's not because

you can't kill - it's the not knowing -

if the bank would send my package - what

would you do when the police come

knocking...

CARTER turns on the spot -

CARTER:

Don't be so sure...

CARTER exits... STECKLER calling out behind her - suddenly unsure of

his position...

STECKLER:

(Turns and steps forward) I love you

ELLEN, I would never hurt you.

141 INT NIGHT FORENSIC LAB - The computer is still ticking down - like a

time bomb... The screen reads '67% done'.

142 INT MORNING HALLWAY - CARTER exits her bedroom and walks to the

bathroom. She is a mess, her hair unkempt - she looks like she has been

driven over by a bus.

The sound of STECKLER having a shower can be heard. She walks past the

bathroom, glancing at it. The door is slightly open. She spots STECKLER

stood behind the curtain - showering.

Then she spots it - her last chance for salvation. The key - the bank

key! It's hanging from the razor light of the wall.

143 INT DAY CARTERS BEDROOM - CARTER enters her bedroom and closes the door

behind her. She rummages on top of her cabinet and finds what she is

looking for - an tiny, odd looking metal case which opens up to reveal

two slabs of putty

She turns round and throws off her robe and crumpled bed shirt - She

RUMMAGES through her drawers - her hand hovers over a white shirt

before she decides for a striped shirt - light in colour, but not

white. She slips it on - it is very tight and low cut - sexy but not

too provocative.

She puts her robe back on and pauses for a beat - she takes a long hard

breath...

144 INT DAY BATHROOM - CARTER enters the bathroom - she stops dead in her

tracks, surprised. STECKLER stands in the shower - totally naked.

CARTER:

Oh - I'm sorry - I didn't realise you

were...

CARTER involuntarily glances at the key - STECKLER is frozen to the

spot...

CARTER turns to exit - but stops...

CARTER:

LESLIE - About you and me - I've been

thinking about what you said...

She turns back to STECKLER - he is still rooted to the spot. She

advances on him...Her bath robe loosened provocatively...

Still STECKLER does not move -

CARTER:

Maybe I have been fooling myself - I

really don't know...

She waits for a reply - but none comes - STECKLER still silent in the

shower, water splashing off his face... He is like a teenager on a

first date - and its getting hot and heavy way too fast...

CARTER realises she is going to have to take the lead - She takes

another step forward, loosening her robe until it drops to the floor -

her long slender legs are completely exposed, STECKLER glances down.

CARTER smiles as she lifts her arm up to touch STECKLER'S face - he

winces as she does so, but CARTERs touch is soothing...

CARTER:

What do you say...

CARTER glances at the key - it is directly adjacent - somehow she is

going to have to get his back turned to the key...

In her left hand the small metallic case nestles unseen.

CARTER steps into the bath tub - into the shower.

STECKLER is wide eyed - he hesitates before kissing her - it is awkward

and rather unimpassioned...

STECKLER draws back, looking at CARTER - she smiles at him. He moves to

kiss her again, but CARTER diverts his kiss to her neck... SUDDENLY,

STECKLER gives in, he begins kissing and licking her neck

passionately...

144 CONTINUED:

CARTER reaches out for the key - but can't quiet reach - she pushes her

body up against him, so as to get closer to the key...

Her hands reach out further and she clasps the chain... Quickly she

opens up the case and makes two impressions of the key in the putty -

water splashes everywhere as STECKLER becomes more aroused.

Slowly CARTER closes the case and slips it in between a plant pot and

the wall on a shelf.

She reaches out with the key - she is just about to replace it when

STECKLER pushes her backwards, looking her in the eye - he kisses her

passionately on the mouth and she has no choice but to give in. Slowly

she tries to edge her way back, STECKLER'S hands all over her body, her

back... Her breasts... Her shirt clings to her soaked body as STECKLER

moves down on her...Kissing her tummy, his hands caressing her rear...

She reaches harder - but still cannot get the key to its hook...

STECKLER'S hands move up CARTERs inner thigh - higher - higher - her

eyes widen as she makes a herculean effort - and gets the key on it's

hook...

Instantly she moves back - anxious not to look too obvious, yet trying

to get him off her as quick as she can.

She takes his hands, kissing them - he forces to her breast, but slowly

she pulls away, smiling to him... She steps from the shower...

STECKLER is absolutely dumbstruck -

STECKLER:

whats wrong...what have I done wrong?

CARTER:

Nothing LESLIE - I just think we should

wait...

STECKLER:

(Exploding) WAIT FOR WHAT!?

CARTER jumps at STECKLER'S outburst...

STECKLER:

WHAT DO YOU WANT!? IT'S NOT FAIR!!

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