Very Bad Things Page #17

FISHER:

Harry Chaplin. "Cats in the Cradle."

MR. FISHER

Just kills me...

FISHER:

I love you dad.

MR. FISHER

I love you so much it hurts. Me and

your mother marvel at what you have

become. You're going to have a

wonderful journey with this girl. I

feel it deep inside. A wonderful,

magical journey.

(cries again)

And I'm, like I said, just so proud

of how you turned out. (hugs Fisher)

You go out and knock 'em dead Keith.

Knock 'em dead!

Off Fisher we...

CUT TO:

INT. ADAM'S OFFICE

TIGHT ON A Vegas Newspaper Metro Section slammed down on a

desk -- A small article on Tina, the now missing prostitute.

FISHER:

Where did you get that?

MICHAEL:

At the newsstand on 3rd.

ADAM:

(falling apart)

F***ing Boyd. That f***ing idiot.

They're on to us.

MICHAEL:

They're not on to us. I'm gonna call

Boyd.

Michael picks up the phone.

EXT. SOMEBODY'S YARD

TIGHT ON BOYD talking into cell phone.

BOYD:

Oh that's just nothing. That's just

a missing persons thing, that's all.

INTERCUT PHONE CALL

MICHAEL:

You said nobody would miss her.

BOYD:

No. I said nobody knew she was coming

to the hotel.

ADAM:

(grabs phone)

Boyd you idiot, the sh*t's coming

down!

BOYD:

What does that mean?

ADAM:

You got us into this mess.

BOYD:

Oh I did? I think it was your little

rat f*** brother who decided to play

Hamburger Helper with the hooker's

head.

ADAM:

(freaks)

Would you, shush?! These phones aren't

secure!

BOYD:

Lighten up Adam. Show some character.

ADAM:

Don't talk to me about character.

BOYD:

Watch the tone fella.

Fisher realizes he's not breathing.

ADAM:

F*** you Boyd!

BOYD:

Any time fat boy!

Boyd hangs up the phone, looks at his picture on the realty

sign he just pounded into someone's yard. Behind the bizarre

sincere smile we now see the eyes of a maniac. Boyd picks up

the sledge hammer and swings wildly, destroying his sign,

splintering it into kindling.

INT. BAKERY

Fisher and Liz taste different samples of cake and compare

different cake designs with a BAKER.

INT. FLORIST

Surrounded by hundreds of different floral arrangements, Liz

shows a zombied Fisher the flowers she's picked for the

wedding.

INT. LIZ AND FISHER'S NEW HOME

A beautiful country style beach house in Santa Monica. Liz,

Fisher and the realtor, MAGGIE, walk into the charming

kitchen. Fisher seems stresses by the price tag.

LIZ:

I love it. I just love, love, love,

love it.

MAGGIE:

Are you guys gonna fill this place

with kids? You sure got room for

them.

LIZ:

We're in no hurry. I think we'll

take some time to enjoy each other,

enjoy our freedom before we surrender

ourselves to kids.

MAGGIE:

Take your time. I wish I had.

LIZ:

(hugs Fisher)

We will.

MAGGIE:

So where to on the honeymoon?

FISHER:

This is our honeymoon.

LIZ:

After the wedding, which we're paying

for ourselves, and this house...

MAGGIE:

Smart. Smart. Smart. Think big

picture, take your time. I wish I

had.

LIZ:

That's our plan.

MAGGIE:

Well, I just need your signature on

these contracts and a deposit check

so I can get the ball rolling.

Liz looks at Fisher. She really wants the house. He takes

out his checkbook. Liz throws her arms around Fisher, kisses

him.

FISHER:

How much?

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