Very Bad Things Page #10

ADAM:

I'm calling the ambulance.

BOYD:

Just wait a second. Wait one second.

Okay. What are you doing?

ADAM:

Calling the ambulance.

BOYD:

Why?

(beat)

Why? She's dead. Why are you calling

an ambulance?

A reasonable point. BEAT.

ADAM:

We have to call the ambulance.

BOYD:

Why?

Fisher entering, freaked...

FISHER:

Oh, Jesus... call the police.

BOYD:

No.

FISHER:

She's dead. Call somebody!

BOYD:

Shut up.

FISHER:

Call 911.

BOYD:

Shut up.

MICHAEL:

She slipped.

ADAM:

(attacking Michael)

What did you do?

MICHAEL:

(defensive)

You never heard of accidents?! Get

off me!

Adam slaps Michael. Moore tries to break it up.

BOYD:

Everybody shut up. LISTEN TO ME!

SILENCE.

BOYD:

Listen to me. Please. Everybody just

calm down a bit here. Okay... First...

are we sure she's dead?

ADAM:

Her head's bashed in and her heart

isn't beating.

MOORE:

She's dead.

MICHAEL:

It was an accident!

BOYD:

Are you sure this was an accident?

ADAM:

You're a lying deviant. What did you

do?!

MICHAEL:

The floor was wet. She slipped!

ADAM:

Why was the floor wet?

MICHAEL:

I don't know why the floor was wet!

ADAM:

Why?!

Fisher wanders back to the bathroom door where Moore is;

they stare down at Tina as the conversation rages in the

b.g.

BOYD:

Stop it! Listen to me. Let's just

take a second here and take hold of

the situation, OK? Let's just review

our options here.

ADAM:

We have a dead woman bleeding all

over the bathroom. What options?

Call the police.

BOYD:

Call the police. Okay, that's one

option.

ADAM:

That is not an "option." There is no

multiple choice here.

BOYD:

Yes sir, there sure is an option

here. There are always options.

ON Fisher and Moore.

MOORE:

I've never seen a dead person.

As Moore moves in, transfixed, to take a closer look...

FISHER:

(enraged)

F***! F*** you f***ing guys!

BOYD:

Well we can definitely call the

police. That's an easy call. If we

call the police... What happens?

(silence)

They find a dead prostitute in the

bathroom... They ask us... What

happened? We say, ah... our friend,

Michael...

(to Adam)

Your brother... got a little out of

control... they were making love...

and he got a little excited... and

he, ah, sort of beat her head into

the side of a toilet, while he choked

her to death with a rubber hose...

ADAM:

Stop it!

BOYD:

There's more.

ADAM:

Just stop.

BOYD:

Just giving the facts.

ADAM:

I'm calling the police.

BOYD:

What were we doing officer? Why didn't

we help her? Well... we're all a bit

high, you know, bachelor party, that

kind of thing. Fisher here is getting

married in three days... Beautiful

wife... he didn't have anything at

all to do with it... It was all

Michael here... just Michael...

ADAM:

You don't play games with Homicide

police. There are no options here.

There is not the luxury of worrying

about how the fallout will settle.

BOYD:

I've known him for while maybe twenty

years kind of a close friend but hey

what the heck officer, take him away,

go on it's for his own good.

FISHER:

(outraged)

What are you talking about? Adam's

right. We don't have a choice here

Boyd... I mean what are you talking

about? What options???

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