Very Bad Things Page #23

ADAM'S FUNERAL - GRAVE SITE

A Jewish ceremony. A hundred or so guests. A RABBI conducts

the service. Lois sits in shock flanked by her boys.

Michael, Fisher, Boyd and Moore stand in positions of honor

up front. They're all eyeing each other.

Michael starts emitting deep, uncontrollable, highly

inappropriate MOANS.

BOYD:

Easy Michael.

Michael can't control himself as his body starts to seize

and tremble. Moore and Boys attempt to stabilize Michael who

breaks away, charges over to Lois and buries his head in her

lap sobbing deeply. Everyone is stunned but the Rabbi

Continues.

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

Liz and Fisher.

LIZ:

(hysterical)

Cancel?! Cancel?! Are you out of

your f***ing mind?!

FISHER:

Nobody's saying cancel. I'm talking

about modifying.

LIZ:

No way.

FISHER:

Can we just talk this out?

LIZ:

Talk what out? We are locked and

loaded here. We are non-refundable.

I've got relatives on the airport

right now! I've got...

The phone RINGS. Fisher freezes.

LIZ:

Answer it!

Fisher picks up the phone.

FISHER:

Hello?

INT. LOIS' HOUSE

Lois on the phone, near hysteria.

LOIS:

Keith. It's Lois. I just found a

note up in Adam's study. It's some

kind of crazy confession about killing

a stripper and cutting up bodies

and...

INT. CANTERS COFFEE SHOP

TIGHT ON FISHER:

FISHER:

(explaining)

...burying them outside of Vegas,

about Boyd being the ring leader...

She wants to know what the hell is

going on and I'm starting to freak

out here.

Boyd, Moore and Michael, looking particularly traumatized,

are seated at a booth with Fisher.

MICHAEL:

We're goosed.

BOYD:

We're not goosed.

MOORE:

What's goosed?

BOYD:

What is her disposition?

FISHER:

Regarding what?

BOYD:

Does she sound pissed, scared,

hostile? Did she mention the police?

FISHER:

No, but she's definitely pissed and

hostile. And she's clearly starting

to think that's something's not right.

Michael starts sobbing uncontrollably.

MICHAEL:

We're goosed! Goosed by God!

BOYD:

Michael get a grip.

(to Fisher)

What did you tell her?

FISHER:

I told her that I have no idea what

Adam was talking about in that letter.

MOORE:

Did she believe you?

FISHER:

I have no idea.

MOORE:

You can tell when people believe

you. It's obvious.

FISHER:

Well I don't have that skill and if

I had to guess I would say that in

no way did she believe me.

MICHAEL:

(screaming)

Goosed!

BOYD:

Stop it!

MICHAEL:

Goosed!

People are staring.

BOYD:

Stop.

MICHAEL:

Goosed!

BOYD:

(to Moore)

Give me the Valium.

MOORE:

He just had two.

BOYD:

Give me two more.

Moore counts out two Valium, hands them to Boyd as michael

continues to freak.

BOYD:

(to Michael)

Open sesame.

Michael complies like a puppy.

FISHER:

Jesus Boyd you're going to O.D. him.

BOYD:

Suck my ass.

INT. LOIS' KITCHEN

TIGHT ON Lois, busted nose, eyes black.

LOIS:

I never liked you Boyd. You're a

snaky little f***. Always have been.

WIDE ON the guys, seated around a little breakfast table.

Michael's in a Valium stupor.

BOYD:

What are you talking about?

LOIS:

Don't sweet lip me.

BOYD:

I don't understand where this personal

attack is coming from...

LOIS:

You're a liar. I want to know what

happened in Vegas.

BOYD:

Nothing happened in Vegas.

LOIS:

I don't want to hear it from the

liar. Stick a plug in it Boyd. Fisher?

What happened in Vegas?

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