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(sounds of birds CHIRPING and wind BLOWING)

(A string quartet playing with the sound of WIND blowing)

(Many people CONVERSING during a gala ball)

(The string quartet continues to play)

-I'm so glad you're here! Gosh!

-You look absolutely stunning tonight.

-So do you. Thank you so much for being there

for me, Wendy. You're the sister I never had.

en going on with you these days? -Robby and I...

we're planning a trip abroad n...not with the kids this time.

-A trip for just the two of us...

ecause...(Her voice trails off) -I don't need another

Napoleon...only me!

-Others who have tried ..let's just say the Argentinian

trans-shipment business is not for the faint of heart.

-Are you a Napoleon...Victor?

-Giovanni, how long have we known each other...please!

-The bottom line is, I know heroin.

-And I have a network in Chicago...

a network you need!

(A gentle piano melody begins)

-Salud, brother.

(The gentle piano melody continues)

-Excuse me.

-My God...I think

he's coming...I'm going to go over here...

-Hi.

-Hi! nted to satisfy your curiousity!

-Do I know you? -Of course you do. I'm the man

of your dreams.

(A full orchestra joins the the melody swells and continues)

(A GUN SHOT is heard...then another)

(A BIG EXPLOSION is heard)

-You bitch!! (A SLAP is heard)

(Loud SLAPPING is heard) -UHHH! NO, NO...DON'T..

(Loud SLAPPING continues) -VICTOR! UHHHHHH! UHHHH! NO...

(Loud SLAPPING and CRYING BEAT is heard, then trails off)

(Birds CHIRPING outside)

(FOOTSTEPS are heard)

-My love,

it's for your own good. He's ke sure you're safe, that's all.

-Michael is my most trusted.

-I'll see you tonight.

-Oh, and uh...you

won't be seeing the pool boy again. I've seen you flirting

with him. (Menacing music begins)

-We'll always be together.

-And no one will ever take you away from me.

-No one. (Menacing music continues)

(Gasps)

(FOOTSTEPS are heard)

(Gasps) (Loud TRAIN is heard)

(The train tails away) l the way out from Buenos Aires.

(SIGHS) -Of course you're welcome, my God...but

just think perhaps that we've... are moved by two things only...

fear and self interest. Have your lovely wife join us

for dinner and you can get creative for my dinner partner.

(We hear a BEEP that indicates he hung up)

(A haunting piano melody begins)

(Birds CHIRPING)

(Haunting piano melody continues)

(Piano melody trails off)

(Quiet except for CHIRPING birds)

(Dog BARKING in the distance)

(Back car door OPENS)

(SIGH)

(CRINKLE of the paper note being opened)

-Right away, Mrs. Bellows. (The car STARTS)

(HELICOPTER heard in the distance)

LANGING heard inside the casino) (WHISTLING)

(WHISTLING continues with the ng turned on with RUNNING WATER)

-You sound happy.

-Oh, hi Boss!

-My favorite day!

the door to the bathroom OPENS) -Hey Ronnie, wait up.

-You serious, Boss? I win, you'll double my check??

d rumors you did this sometimes. -Let's just deal the cards, Ron.

(Distant SOUNDS of the casino heard from the other room)

-I...I don't believe it!

-Thanks, Boss!

-Thanks! all me, Ronnie. Congratulations.

(He silently mouths "YES")

(SOUNDS of a medical care facility)

-Hmmmmm.

-Got it! Still wiggling - look at that!

(Soft LAUGH) -Hey...

-You got any chocolate? -Of course I do.

-Ummmmm...ummmmm...my fix

for the day. (CRINKLE from wrapper)

-Here...I've got it.

-How're you doing, Sis?

-That bad, huh?

(SIGH) -Hey, I think

you look stronger. I mean it...I really do.

-Don't bullshit and bullshitter.

-Hey...be cool, bro. -What do you mean?

-That stash...someone's gonna it...there gonna take it away...

-We'll put it right here!

(Sweet orchestra strings begin)

(An orchestra joins the string melody)

(A SNIFF and a SIGH)

(The orchestra tails off - birds are heard CHIRPING)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(The back car door OPENS and CLOSES)

(CRINKLE of paper as the note is opened)

-Yes, Mrs. Bellows...right away.

(The car STARTS, then SHIFTS into gear)

(The car door CLOSES with birds CHIRPING)

(Laughing)

-So Anna, I want to hear your thoughts.

-I was uh, surprised and delighted

at the quotes from "Possession."

-The two central Victorian the poets, Clare and Christabel.

-Now don't you think that Clare similar? I mean, think about it.

-Clare's name meaning 'clear' and Christabel's name meaning

'clear as a crystal.' ter introduced in chapter seven?

-Oh...that would be...

opened up the discussion today. -Aww, thank you so much, Denise.

ward to this. See you next week? -Yeah.

-Bye. sure travel in style these days!

-My husband's idea. -Wow, what a guy! -If you only knew.

(Car door OPENS) -Haven't you forgotten

something? (FOOTSTEPS)

-Hm??

-You uh, neglected to tell me oday's book club visit, my love.

-I just don't think going to every week is such a good idea.

-Matter of fact, I don't want you going anymore.

(Clock TICKING in the room)

-I'll be sure to tell you next time, Victor.

-I want to continue with the book club.

-I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but

I don't think that you have the intellectual capacity

to be part of that book club...I mean, do you?

-Really? (Soft, melodic strings begin)

(The book is SLAMMED shut)

(FOOTSTEPS are heard, then trail away)

(Folder OPENS)

(CLICK of the pen) (The soft strings trail off)

(New string melody begins) e heard from people passing by)

(The music trails off, SOUNDS of the city are heard)

(Shopping bags are heard DROPPING to the ground)

(FOOTSTEPS as they walk away)

-Mrs. Bellows!

(Sigh) (SLAP!) UHHH!

-Michael reported the whole

incident to me, of course. He was a bit

surprised at your clumsy escape attempt.

-Now I want you to remember something. We will

always be together. Always.

-I hate you...I hope you..AHHH (PUNCH) AHHHHUHH!

AHH...AHHHH...AHHH...AH... -Look at you...

-Look at how weak and disgusting you are.

(CRYING) k you had such high aspirations.

(CRYING) was before you became spineless!

-You...an Italian Studies

Professor?? What a joke! while SLAMMED against the coach)

(More CRYING) (Sinister music continues)

-You cannot live without me. (CRYING)

(More CRYING)

(Sinister, then sad music continues)

(Music trails off)

(We hear the car ROLLING over the driveway)

(The car's engine STOPS)

(Birds CHIRPING)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(Back car door OPENS)

(And CLOSES)

(CRINKLE of the note being opened)

(Soft, melodic strings begin)

(Three KNOCKS on a door)

(KNOCKING on door) (Thai words are being SHOUTED)

(The shouting STOPS) -No Michael, I won't

let you quit. I have a that her behavior must change.

-I saw how you communicated nt to get involved with whatever

just...please...

just reassign me.

(Police SIRENS outside)

-Michael...

I know it's a delicate situation. I you will not have

any more trouble. I appreciate your continued loyalty...

but you must know that you have no other choice.

-Let me make one thing very clear.

-I own you. Don't you know that?

-Now get the fuck

outta here. (LOUD jet)

(FOOTSTEPS) -Giovanni!

(KISSING) -How was your flight? -Long.

-Well, our finest hotel awaits, ve much to do while you're here.

-The limo is waiting. -Finest hotel, huh?

-Of course. l better have a fucking Jacuzzi.

nd jazz and restaurant AMBIENCE) you would love my Buenos Aires.

uenos Aires would love you, huh! (LAUGHS sardonically)

-Excuse me.

-My villa is most comfortable.

-It has many luxurious suites, beautiful bedrooms...

and the views are magnificent.

(SNIFFS) -You...really must see it.

-What I really must see is the ladies room.

-Excuse me. (LAUGHS and HITS table)

-Uh, Madonna Mia!

-Tell me... (Door SQUEAKS open)

jazz heard from the other room) -Oh, hi!

-You escaped, too!

(LAUGHS) -Giovanni is relentless.

-Typical man.

(They LAUGH)

(They LAUGH lightly)

(They LAUGH playfully)

(Music builds)

(Music builds more)

(Melody changes to a driving beat.)

(A GASP)

(Music trails off)

-It's not right,

Mrs. Bellows...what he's doing to you.

-It just isn't.

-He's...

he's my boss, I had to tell him.

-Geez - I didn't think he would...

-If I wouldda known...

-No one knows...except you.

-I'm so sorry, Mrs. Bellows.

-Stop calling me that. (LOUD city street noises)

(Car ALARMS and TRAFFIC)

(Gentle ocean WAVES)

-It is fucking Rinaldi. I know

t disturbs me is that you don't. -Rinaldi?

-Joe Rinaldi? Come on, Giovanni. -I know what I know.

-How can you possibly... about this. You know what to do.

(A BEEP is heard when he hangs up)

(Upbeat music starts)

(Music gets darker)

-You're sure? been doing this for a long time.

-Of course, I'm sure. This last shipment was definitely

skimmed.

-Who, Leo?

-Well, Boss. (Music is dark and sinister)

-Who else could it be?

-Thanks, Leo. (Music trials off)

(LAUGHING)

(LAUGHING trails off) -Hey, Joe...

did you ever study Hamlet?

-All I remember is Shakespeare wrote it right?

-You see, the father in the play puts his own daughter

in danger just to prove a point to Hamlet.

-Can you believe that? This coward

gives up his loyalty to his own daughter...

and for what?

-I'm not following, Boss. -You see, he sacrifices loyalty

for a little personal gain that may or may not happen.

-It's the ultimate betrayal.

-Don't you think?

-Hamlet, huh? I'll have to read it again.

(SLAMS table and sighs) -I gotta go.

-Thanks for the drink, Joe.

(PAT, PAT, PAT)

(Smooth strings begin)

(Birds CHIRPING, FOOTSTEPS running)

(Music continues with added percussion)

(Music concludes)

(Birds CHIRPING)

(A dramatic string melody begins)

(Music concludes)

(FOOTSTEPS, then a YAWN)

-Well! Look what the cat

dragged in. t's nice to see you too, Claire.

(LAUGHS and playfully GROWLS) -Got it!

dead! It's not moving this time. (Light LAUGHTER)

-Ummmm. You know? -What?

-I was thinkin'. I was thinkin' maybe you could

break me outta here. -What if a put a file in a cake?

ood idea. I like it...I like it. (Soft LAUGHTER)

-Will you take me outside? -Yeah.

(LAUGHING) -I like that. Hey, seriously...

Why don't we go to a Bears game? -Okay. Next time they're in

town...we'lldo it. -Yeah! 'Course

tied up, you're such a busy man. (Dramatic music suddenly begins)

(Dramatic music trails off)

-Hey, lighten up, dork. I'm the one in the

wheelchair. AUGHS) -All right, let's do it.

-Just me and you. -Really? YES! Okay...

have to check the schedule here. n't have the schedule memorized?

-Man, you better have chocolate! -I got chocolate.

ot all the chocolate you need... (LAUGHTER)

(Urban, percussive music with city AMBIENCE mixed in)

(A piano melody is added to the music)

-Ummhum. Yeah...

(Soft LAUGHTER) -So...what's your name?

(A loud GUN SHOT is suddenly heard)

(Music changes to a sinister feel)

-My name

is Ophelia.

Hotel door SHUTS, music changes) -To everyone

else he's Mr. nice guy, right? t you know what he's capable of.

an be sweet when he wants to be. -Yeah. Except when he's beating

you. 've turned the corner, Jennifer.

-It will be better. I know it will.

-Anna, shut up and listen to know this is not going to stop.

ave got to get out of there now! -Where?

-I've got no job, no money, no car, nothing...

-He took that all away. , but you have got to figure how

ere. He'll kill you if you stay. -He'll kill me if I

leave! (Sigh) What am I supposed to do.

-Do you want to come here? (Sigh)

-I gotta go, Jen. I'll call you later.

-You okay? -Yeah.

-Yeah.

-That was my roommate from college.

-A long time ago. Thank you.

-Sure.

(Music changes to a faster beat)

-It's okay, Michael.

-I understand you had to tell him - you didn't know.

(Music turns more sinister)

-I don't get it. (Sigh)

-What?

-I mean...

why...why don't

you just leave him? -Same reason

you can't.

-Ironic, isn't it?

(Music changes to a more hopeful feeling)

(Long SIGH) -Michael...

-Thank you...

for being so kind to me.

-It's been a long time. It means a lot.

-You're a gentle soul, aren't you?

(Soft LAUGH/SIGH)

-Uh...

we better get back. (Music trails off)

(Park AMBIENCE)

(Car door OPENS and CLOSES)

(Car door CLOSES)

(Kids PLAYING in the distance)

(FOOTSTEPS, then car door OPENS)

(Car door CLOSES)

(The seat belt CLICKS)

-Call me Anna. You

can call me Anna.

(Car STARTS)

(The car is put into GEAR)

(Traffic NOISES)

(Car is SHUT OFF and the seat belt is UNLATCHED)

(Sigh) -Listen I...

-I'm leaving now for Buenos Aires. I will be back on Monday.

-Hmm?

-That reminds me, you little whore. I saw you flirting

with Giovanni. (Scary music starts)

-I see everything...

-I see everything, baby.

-Tuhhaa... -See you Monday.

(GASP,then FOOTSTEPS walking away)

(BEEPING of a cell phone auto-dial)

-Michael? Come by in an hour.

(Sets phone DOWN) -Whew. -Anna?

(Music continues, door opens)

-Anna? (Door CLOSES)

(Suspenseful music continues)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(Suspenseful music builds)

(Music hits its peak, then subsides)

(Heavy BREATHING)

(FOOTSTEPS, the sound of water RUNNING)

(FOOTSTEPS, the water STOPS)

(GASP)

(Ocean waves ROLLING IN)

-So we've had a bump or two, brother.

-A bump or two. That's a funny way to

to put it...a bump or two. What about

Rinaldi? You can't control your people.

-Give me a bit more time, and I will find all the 'Rinaldis.'

d I will take care of them, too. -Umhmm.

-30 days...

then I will decide whether or not

this business relationship will continue.

-You're not the only fish in the sea, Victor.

(LAUGHS sarcastically)

(Sounds of the OCEAN continue)

(Music continues)

(Music changes to emphasize the look towards Giovanni)

(Music slowly ends)

(Music ends)

(Music turns romantic)

(Music begins to sound suspenseful, too)

(The 'deal' is made and the music complements the mood.)

(Music builds, then starts to trail away)

(Sound of a JET)

(Zipper OPENS)

(Victor PUNCHES a code into the bination lock in the other room)

(Safe OPENS and CLOSES)

-What are you going to be doing tomorrow, my love?

-You neglected to tell me what d yesterday. You know how I feel

about that.

going to tell me about Giovanni? -Giovanni??

ave been talking behind my back. (GASP)

tell me. What are you planning? (Sigh)

-What are you and Giovanni planning?

(Sound of his BELT coming off)

-You bitch! (SLAP) Bitch! -Victor, no!! (SLAP) No...NO!!!!

-NO!!! NO!!!! Victor! (SLAP, SLAP)

(CRYING hysterically)

-Uhhh...UHH..UHH... iovanni do this to you? (CRYING)

(CRYING) -OHH, VICTOR, AHH...AHHH!!!!

(THUNDER) -STOP, STOP!!!! (CRYING)

(RAIN and THUNDER, FOOTSTEPS)

(Door SHUTS)

-That son-of-a-bitch! He can't keep doing this to you!

(THUNDER CLAP) -You can't keep...

-We gotta get outta here.

(Sigh) -All I want...

...all I want

is to be in your arms right now. (THUNDER)

(Soft LAUGH and BREATHING, KISSING)

(Soft, melodic piano begins, the RAIN stops)

-Let's go away. -Ummmm.

-You and me. (Heavy BREATHING)

-I love you, Anna.

-Let's just get outta here.

(Music continues) -It's not

that easy, Michael.

-He will come after us. And what do you

think he'll do when he finds us?

(Sigh) -Yeah...

But he'd have to find us first.

-Do you have a passport? Music changes to a faster tempo)

-Locked up...along with my credit

cards and check book. (Sigh)

-You're right about Victor.

-He wouldn't stop until...

...you know. (Music concludes)

-Maybe there is a way.

(Birds outside CHIRPING)

(CLICKING his watch on)

-I'm truly sorry about what happened the other night, Anna.

-Please forgive me. You have my

word it will never, ever happen again.

-Will you forgive me, Anna?

-Anna?

(Sigh)

-Well...

well, Giovanni is coming to visit again.

-Do you understand? -Yeah.

out will be in order, I suppose. -When is he coming?

-Soon. And I can't wait to share my new plan with him.

-What? -See you tonight, my love.

(Door SHUTS distantly)

(Sigh) -When can you pick

me up? I have news! (Hangs up PHONE)

-Yes! (Heavy BREATHING)

(Heavy BREATHING and KISSING)

(Playful LAUGHING from them both)

-Uhh...uhhmmmm...

(Sigh and a LAUGH) (Outside TRAFFIC is heard)

-He'll be really distracted when Giovanni is here.

-It will be easy to slip away. -Umm.

-Yeah... (LAUGHS) ...by the ole realizes we're gone we'll be

out of the country. -Ummm.

(KISSING noises and heavy y, you gonna need your passport.

-Yeah...yeah I will.

(Sigh)

-Have you ever been to Tony's Leather and

Lace shop? -Ooohh...

(LAUGHING, KISSING) (Dramatic music begins)

(KISSING and BREATHING)

(Suspenseful music continues)

(Music changes and becomes scary)

-Remind me why I should fucking come all the way there again?

-Why? ness this personally, brother...

-And I promise you your nfidence in me will be restored.

(Music continues) -Really? -It will be

a whole new era for us. -A whole new era?

-Big words.

(A BEEP is heard indicating that he hung up the phone)

(Suspenseful music trails off)

(New, lower string music is heard)

(Music trails off)

-Hey!

(Outside SIRENS and traffic AMBIENCE)

(Soft GIGGLE)

(LAUGHING)

-Hey, you guys ready? -Yeah. -All right. Whoa...

-These are like the ones cops use!

-You can't...you can't bust outta these.

-Oh, that reminds me, you do not want to do. (LAUGHS)

-What's that? he keys. You do and your fucked!

-Trust me. I know. And there's a midget and a clown

in Vegas who can vouch for it. You sure

you still want 'em? I mean, the fun cuffs are right over there.

-Thanks, we'll take these. -All right. -Thank you.

-Thank you, sir. SNAP of the handcuffs) -Oooh...

-What has gotten into you? -Isn't it obvious?

-You've reawakened my wild side!

, soft GIGGLES) -Any complaints? -Uhh!

tainly have your technique down. mm...you're not so bad yourself!

-I meant the handcuffs! (Heavy BREATHING)

-You know what they say...practice makes perfect.

(Heavy BREATHING) -Whoooo! -I'm coming, Michael!

(FOOTSTEPS, door OPENS)

LOSES, suspenseful music begins) -Michael

t make it today...and besides - (Car SHIFTS into gear)

...we need to talk. (Car speeds away with a ROAR)

(Music continues)

(Music swells and trails off)

(Bird CHIRPING, ocean WAVES)

(We hear scotch being POURED)

(CLINK)

(Ocean WAVES from outside)

-You and Michael...

-Why?

-I'm jealous. (Spoken very softly)

-Does Victor know?

(Outside traffic AMBIENCE continues)

-Hold on...it's just a smudge. I'll get it.

-Oh my God.

-Please don't tell him you know.

-Please. (Spoken very softly)

-Victor?

-Don't tell Victor??

-I want to meet with

l tomorrow and I need you there. -Is this about the Cook payment?

-Uh...yes it is. Monday because that's when Cook

n town. He changed his schedule. -Uhmmm.

s the day Giovanni is coming in. -Can you meet with him later?

-Uh...it shouldn't be a ait a little bit, what the hell.

-All right. I'll see you Monday at three at the casino.

(BEEP, hanging up)

-Now...

-Where were we before we were so rudely

pted? (Suspenseful music begins) (Heavy BREATHING and KISSING)

-Uhmmmmm...

(Health monitor ROLLING away)

(Suspenseful music continues)

-Well, her vitals are fine, but she's been like

this all day. I don't think the ood night sleep in three or four

days. Do you want me to call a doctor?

(Suspenseful music continues)

(Softer, melodic strings are heard)

-I'm okay, Victor.

-Just leave us alone.

-It hurts!

(CRYING) -I didn't mean it, daddy.

-I really didn't mean it...I ise I'll never say that again...

-Please, let me GO! (Music builds)

-I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!

-Don't do THAT!

-DON'T DO THAT!! NO!! (Music swells)

-DON'T DO THAT! I WON'T SAY IT AGAIN!!!

(CRYING)

-I'm sorry... (Music subsides)

-Why did you do it?

-What did you do? (GASP)

(GASPING) -What did you do?

-What did you do?

-What did you do? -Ohhhh...

(Music comes up and is driven by percussion)

(Music becomes dream-like)

(Music trails off)

(SIGHS and BREATHING)

-Victor called me today.

(Takes a BREATH)

-He said a cash payment has to be made

to this guy, Cook.

-One of his...special subcontractors.

-And it has to be made in person.

-I've done it before.

-Did he say anything else?

-Yeah. He said it has to

happen this Monday...'cause that's when Cook

is in town.

(Softly LAUGHS) -And he also said

he wouldn't trust

anyone else with this delivery.

(Softly LAUGHS) -Only me! (They both softly LAUGH)

(KISSING) -Stay here.

(More KISSING and light GROWNING)

-I'm not moving. I'm not going anywhere.(LAUGHS)

-It's kinda nice to be appreciated. (LAUGHS a little)

-So he wants you to come by the casino?

-Yes. -What time? (He's urinating) -Five.

(Sigh)

(Toilet FLUSHES) -He must be meeting with Giovanni after you.

-I'll just call when I'm ready, okay?

-Yeah. It shouldn't be a flight. (Water RUNNING in sink)

-I have another question.

-Yeah.

-How much cash is in that payment?

-A lot.

-A lot, a lot? (They LAUGH and GIGGLE)

(More GIGGLING)

(KISSING and LAUGHING)

(JET sound)

(Sound of JET INTERIOR in flight)

(The jet interior sound Y. Then a THUNDER CLAP is heard)

(RAIN and THUNDER, then casino AMBIENCE)

(Lightly COUGHS)

-Michael! So good of you to come! Gentlemen would you

mind if we wrapped this game up to keep my friend here waiting.

-Ladies, everyone please. Thank you.

-Thank you. Everyone please, thank you.

-Thank you very much.

-Michael, you're the only one I trust with this

delivery. Let me get it.

(SMACK)

-Okay? Oh, I have something else.

-Hang on.

-It's a bonus...for a job well done.

-You don't have to do this, Boss.

-It's the least I can do.

-Hey! You in a gambling

mood? -What? -How about a quick game?

-Uh...thanks,Boss. I gotta get goin'. I don't want to keep

Cook waitin' lease...come on! One quick hand.

uble your bonus. How about that? -Really?

-Cook can wait a little while for his money, can't he?

(CLAP) -There you go...okay...uhm...

(Loud CLAMMER of CHIPS hitting the table and floor)

(CHUCKLING)

-This is going to be fun! I can't tell you

how happy I am that we're getting a chance to do this!

-Just like that, huh? Blackjack! (Casino AMBIENCE continues)

-Hold on. -Boss! -Hey...

-I insist. You won fair and square.

-Hey...how about another?

-Same Stakes. Same stakes. Barbara?

-Drink? -Sure. -Two scotches on the rocks, please, thank you,

hurry up, god-dammit, let's get a drink! (They LAUGH)

(Sounds of ICE CUBES tumbling mera) -Okay...let me see here...

-There she is. Beautiful.

-Nice. Thank you, dear...thank you, dear.

-To your health! (Glasses CLINK together)

(Casino AMBIENCE continues)

-Awwww...

(The sound of CARDS being delt)

-Dealer takes a card...

-Look...bust!

(LAUGHS)

(Sigh) -Well...

-Looks like you win again, Michael.

(Softly LAUGHS)

(PLOP)

-Thanks, Boss.

-I uh...I better go...you

know Cook. -I do indeed.

-Michael, thank you again for

your job well done. -Ohh....

-Enjoy your winnings.

-You deserve it. (PAT, PAT)

(Suspenseful string melody begins)

(GASP)

-Michael?

-It simply paralyzes...

-You should stop breathing and die in about, you know, fifteen

minutes or so...which would put alf way to the nearest hospital.

(Music becomes sinister)

-But in the meantime, would you like to see some photos?

-Please...come sit down.

-You'll enjoy them. Please...

(Music continues)

(Sigh)

-Oh, yeah...this is...this is my favorite one there...

(CLICK, CLICK, CLICK)

-I must say, you and my wife are very

photogenic. (BREATHES out) -I mean

you two look so happy.

(Softly LAUGHS) -I like you, Michael.

-I like you. (LAUGHS and SIGHS)

g to give you a fighting chance. -You have an

antidote. ou're not as stupid as you look.

(Softly LAUGHS) -Listen...

-You've been lucky so far...

-What do you say we play for it? usic changes and becomes darker)

-Would you be game? (Sharp BREATH intake)

-Isn't it ironic that such a simple thing

can save a life...maybe your

life? -My goodness, Michael...

(Softly LAUGHS) you're not looking well at all. -Here...

say I help you. -I'll shuffle... s, the sound of SHUFFLING CARDS)

and then

you can deal. -Would you appreciate that?

(Softly LAUGHS)

-Oh...did I wish you good luck yet?

-No

matter.

(The sound of CARDS being dealt)

(GASPING and heavy BREATHING) (Music trails off)

(GASP)

-Do...do you...

want...(Quick AIR intake)

-Do...do I...oh, do I want another card?

-No, Michael...I don't think so. You see

(CLOSES the syringe case) i

have a confession to make.

-No one

fucks with me.

(GASPS as he HITS the floor)

(Sharp intake of BREATH, GASPING)

(CRINKLE of money envelop)

ke care of Mr. Cook's payment... (GASPING)

(GASP) and take care of this, too.

(Cocking the GUN)

(Door CLOSES)

(A muffled GUN SHOT is heard from within)

(Loud city AMBIENCE)

-Let's go!

-%!@

(Door SLAMS)

-Giovanni...welcome! It's good to see you! (LAUGHS)

I don't like to be kept waiting. -Forgive my

tardiness please. It could not be helped.

me champagne! We must celebrate! -What the fuck are you

talking about? t, of course! (Champagne POURED)

-You have news for me. Anna is pregnant!

(LAUGHS) -You're having a ambino and want me to come to be

Padrino! (LAUGHS) -Eyeeee, you!!!

(They LAUGH)

-Do you mind?

-Victor...now you will

know what it is to live! Ohfa!!

(LAUGHS) -Ahhhhh! (Glasses SHATTER)

(Sinister music starts)

(Sounds of STRUGGLING) -Ahhhh...

-Ahh...ah...AHHHHH...

(Sharp intake of BREATH) -AHHH...AHHH!

-UHHH...AHHHHH! (Sharp intake of BREATH)

(Last exhale of BREATH is heard)

(Music continues)

(Music turns darker)

(Door CLOSES)

(Hard hit from music score)

(Music gets nightmarish)

(SLAP and GASP)

(LOUD GUN SHOT and DOG SQUEAL)

(Hard music hit)

(LOUD GUN SHOT that reverberates)

(Music becomes very dark)

(Music changes and trails off) (SQUEAL of tires)

(More SQUEAL of tires)

(Light, romantic piano music is overhead speakers in their room)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(The sound of his CLOTHES hitting the floor)

(Sigh)

(His WATCH makes a sound when it HITS the dresser)

-What are you doing over there? (Overhead piano music continues)

(Sigh) -I'm sorry, my love...

I had a few drinks. It's been a hard day.

(Soft LAUGHTER)

-Oh, my goodness.

-Uhhh...

-I've been looking forward to seeing you

all day, Victor. Yeah...

-Ummmmm...(KISSING)

(SIGH, then GIGGLING)

-Oh my God...

(KISSING and heavy BREATHING)

(Soft LAUGHTER and KISSING)

(GIGGLING)

(Heavy BREATHING)

(GIGGLING and heavy BREATHING)

(CLICK)

(KISSING and soft LAUGHING)

(LAUGHING, then CLICK)

(More KISSING)

(Low LAUGH and BREATH intake)

(CLICK) -Hey...(LAUGHS)

-This is new! (Heavy BREATHING)

(CLICK) eed the combination to the safe.

-Hey...what are you doing?

doing, Anna? (BEEP, music stops) -What are you doing?

eed the combination to the safe. -Anna...

nny...cut it out...cut it out... -Umhmm.

-I really think that you should cooperate...ummm...

(Heavy BREATHING) -Ow...

(Long SIGH) -Anna...AHH...AHHHH!

-Okay it's...62,87,

94. -Good boy...yeah...

-Come here, Anna. Come back here...Anna...

of safe combination, safe OPENS) -Anna! huh...ho...

-I'm going to fucking kill you! ANNA! Come here! COME BACK HERE!

-ANNA!

going to fucking kill you! ANNA! (TEXTING sounds)

(Heavy BREATHING) -How does it feel?

-Feeling a little helpless? -Anna...

-Aren't you a little scared? Just a little?

-I bet you're wondering what I have planned for you.

(SLAP) -Uhhhh!

-You beat me. You humiliated me.

-You made sure I was fired, didn't you?

-You did everything you could isolate me, you son-of-a-bitch!

-So, hmm...

(SIGH) -What should we

take away from you, huh?

-Any ideas? , Anna, Anna...just stop please.

-Please stop. I didn't do anything, honey.

-Let's talk. Please. Let's talk

about this. (SLAP) -Ahhh!

-GOD!!!!!! (Heavy BREATHING)

(SIGH) -Oh, no. -ANNA!?

(BREATHING hard)

-Call me now, Michael!

-ANNA! passport, do you have the money?

(STRUGGLING)

(FOOTSTEPS)

FF the tape roll, then TORN off) -Anna...

(More TAPE being PULLED OFF) -What are you doing?

-Please stop what you're doing. Please stop!

-I didn't do anything! -Shut up.

inally getting what you deserve. -Anna, please stop...

-What are you doing? -SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

(BREATHING hard)

(Muffled) -ANNA!! (GASPING)

(BREATHING hard) ffled) -ANNA...GET BACK IN HERE!

(BREATHING hard) (Muffled) -ANNA!

-Where are you, Michael!? (HOWLING from the other room)

-WHERE ARE YOU?? Call me. (BREATHING hard)

-Call me now.

(Mumbled SWEARING to himself)

(Long SIGH) ping of CLEAVER being picked up)

(Measured BREATHING and a GASP)

(SIGH) Suspenseful string music begins)

(Long SIGH, then FOOTSTEPS)

(Heavy BREATHING)

-One more thing before I go...

(BREATHING hard)

-Let's cut all ties...

now that we're finished...yeah? (Suspenseful music builds)

(Heavy BREATHING)

(Muffled) -No...no,no...no...

(Cleaver SLICING through bone) REAMING through the tape muzzle)

(SCREAMING continues) (Music continues to build)

(SCREAMING and more SCREAMING)

(Muffled) -OH, GOD!!!!!!

(More muffled SCREAMING)

(Music changes to a faster pace) NG is heard from the other room)

(SCREAMING)

(More SCREAMING through the tape muzzle)

(Music is relentless, building more tension)

(Muffled SCREAMING coming from the other room)

(Helpless, muffled SCREAM) (Music stops)

-You're going to bleed to death pressure on it. (BREATHING hard)

-Listen! Listen!

(SCRAPE of key on table)

-I'm going to unlock your hand ure on yourself. Do you (COUGHS)

understand? Put pressure on it. u're going to stop the bleeding.

-Umm..umm... !!! (Very dramatic music begins)

(GASPING for breath) (Music mirrors her struggle)

(More GASPING and STRUGGLING)

(CRASH) (Muffled SCREAMING) -UHHHHH!!!!

ops with a sharp percussive hit) (They are both GASPING)

(More GASPING from both of them)

-Uhhhh...ahhh...

-Uhhh...blaaa...

(GASPING for breath) begins and it is scary and loud)

-UHHHH!!!! NO!!!!!

-UHHHHH!!!!! (SCREAMING)

-UHHHHHHH!!!! NO!!!! AHHHH!!!!!

(Hysterical SCREAMING) usic stops when she is released)

-UHH...UHHH!!! UHH, UHH..UHHHH...

(SCREAMING from the other room)

(GASPING, BREATHING hard)

(BREATHING hard)

(GRUNTING and BREATHING hard)

(Coming from INSIDE the house) -I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN!

-YOU'RE DEAD, DO YOU HEAR ME? ng OPENED and luggage loaded in)

-FUCKING BITCH!!

(Trunk CLOSES, then FOOTSTEPS) -YOU BETTER RUN!

-I'M GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN! (Door CLOSES, car ROARS to life)

(Car SQUEALS away) -Uh, ahh...hauuu...

(BREATHING hard)

(PATTING down his pants)

-Ow!! (LOUD jet)

(Airport terminal TRAFFIC and FOOTSTEPS)

(BREATHING hard)

(Loud airport terminal AMBIENCE)

(BEEP, BEEP, BEEP) (Heavy BREATHING)

(Phone RINGING)

-911, state the nature of your emergency.

-Hi!

(Heavy BREATHING) -My wife has just cut off my finger...

and I'm close to diabetic shock...

do you mind sending somebody to 3005

North Lake Forest Boulevard?

-Right away. (BREATHING hard)

-That'd be great!

-Thank you! (Terminal AMBIENCE)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(Sigh)

(Casino AMBIENCE, cell phone is VIBRATING and BUZZING)

(Frustrated SIGH) -Christina?

-Victor? Yes it is. Do you have a moment?

(FOOTSTEPS and terminal AMBIENCE)

(General announcements heard over PA in terminal)

(Sounds of FOOTSTEPS and GURNEY wheels)

(Terminal AMBIENCE)

(SIRENS and TRAFFIC sounds)

(TAXI pulls up)

(The ENGINE is shut off)

(Distant sound of a TRAIN is ard as the taxi side door OPENS)

(Traffic AMBIENCE)

(Distant sounds of a TRAIN and outside TRAFFIC is heard)

(Cell phone VIBRATING and ZZING heard from the other room)

(SCRAPE of the cell phone being picked up from the table)

-Sorry.

-We don't take cash.

-I know it sounds strange, but...we don't.

-No, uh...car rental place will.

(SLAP)

(TRAFFIC heard from outside)

(PLOP)

-Credit or debit?

(Distant ambulance SIREN, BEEPING of health monitor)

(Hospital AMBIENCE with continued BEEPING)

-Uhh...ahhh...

(Disorienting music begins)

-Michael??

(Loud, continuous BEEP) -NO!!

-NO!!! Michael!! Oh..uhh...

(Disorienting music continues)

(Heartbeat monitor returns to a STEADY beat)

(Beep...beep...beep...)

of a JET holding on the runway) the pilot we have a destination.

-Oh, and on your way back...

-Gifts from the boss!

-We already have ours. I told him you both deserved it.

EEPING of the heartbeat monitor) -Bitch!

-Hey!

-Hey! Hey, who is he?

-Who is that...that man there?

ey...who is he? Who is this man? -Mr. Bellows?

-Who is he? Hey...what, who... -Calm, calm down.

-Oh... -Mr. Bellows?

-Mr. Bellows? Mr. Bellows? MR.BELLOWS?

-Get whoever is on call for Psych...now.

-Mr. Bellows? Mr. Bellows? tel door CLOSES, then FOOTSTEPS)

(Light traffic AMBIENCE)

(KAABLAAAAMMM!!!!!!) (Exciting music starts)

-Uhhh...uhh...

(Many GUN SHOTS)

(Music trails off) eah, Boss. It exploded too late.

don't know what happened - it... -We'll get her

let you know when we know more. onononono...dondondon't hang up.

-I have something to tell you.

-Giovanni is dead,

isn't he? (LAUGHS) -It was necessary.

(LAUGHS again) -Russo's operation was flawed. Nobody

respected him. His own people hated

him. Especially Jose and Carlos.

(LAUGHS) -Are you okay? -Now they work for me!

-How about that! (LAUGHS)

-Uuhhhh...they respect me more.

-Uhmm...I guess the

deal I gave them was...acceptable.

-Why are you telling me this? -They

like working for me. (Takes a BREATH)

(Suspenseful music begins) (Long SIGH)

-Do you like working for me, Christina? Hum?

(LAUGHS and CHUCKLES in a menacing way)

-Uh...I'll

you later. Enjoy your pain meds. (Suspenseful music continues)

(WHAAP) (FOOTSTEPS)

(Music continues, RAIN and THUNDER)

(Rolling THUNDER)

(Low THUNDER and RAIN)

(Music continues) TS being removed from magazines)

(The magazine SLIDING OUT - more BULLETS being removed)

(COCKING the guns)

-I will...I will call you before...

just...don'tjust...don'tdon't...

-I want...I really... wn, Boss. I'm not understanding.

(Deep BREATH) (Music continues)

-She should die for what she did to me.

-Uhm? Shouldn't she?

-All right, just call me.

-Just CALL before you do anything.

(Deep BREATH) -Just don't do anything.

-You understand what I'm ying? Just...just call me before

you do anything.

-I will. (Music trails off)

-FFFFFF!

(Traffic AMBIENCE)

(Approaching FOOTSTEPS)

-Oh! -Whoa! I don't want any trouble!

(LAUGHS) -What? old saying in the car business.

-First customer of the day is ouble, but I'm going to make you

is no humanly way possible to... -Uh, I, I just

to buy a car. How 'bout that one?

I would have chosen for myself. ow much? -Uh, you are in a hurry

ya? Someone chasin' ya? (LAUGHS) -What??

-Well, it's the first time a h pressured a salesman! Uh, tell

you what? Why don't we go on ng to let you talk turkey to me.

-Okay. (FOOTSTEPS)

(Front door OPENS)

(Commotion heard getting WHEELCHAIR in)

(Sigh)

(Door CLOSES)

-There.

-I'll go fix you somethin' to ..need to keep your strength up.

-Okay.

(Loud PHONE ringing)

(Picks up ohone, ringing STOPS)

-Mr. Bellows! Victor? -Who is this?

-Carlos! It is Carlos! How are you?

-Oh, I heard you were in the hospital. Are you okay?

-Uhhh...long story, Carlos.

-Give me your report. l is well! In fact, it is better

than ever! Everyone is excited to be working for you, Victor!

-Really? -In fact, we can't you to visit Buenos Aires again!

-Uh. (Takes a BREATH)

-Send me an e-mail of the , uhm, as soon as you can, okay?

-I'll send a spreadsheet in one hour. Adios...

my friend. -Yeah...adi...adios.

-Hum!

(Hangs up PHONE)

come in now. I'm off the phone. -Your lunch is ready,

Mr. Bellows. -Thank you, Anita. I am

hungry. You can leave it right over here.

(Sound of the lunch cart ROLLING across the room)

(FOOTSTEPS walking away)

-Ohhhhh, God...

-Eahhh...

(Sighs)

-Whew...

(CLANK) (Scary music suddenly begins)

-Ahh...UHHHHH... (FOOTSTEPS approaching)

(BREATHING hard) (Music tails off)

(Still BREATHING hard)

-You don't

like turkey, Mr. Bellows?

(GASPING)

(Pawn shop AMBIENCE)

(Door CHIMES are heard)

y get a lot more for it on Ebay. -Yeah, I know I could.

-How much can you give me for it right now?

-Not as much as you're thinking!

-Just tell me how much.

(FOOTSTEPS and outside AMBIENCE)

(Birds CHIRPING)

-Look, you have to eat now,

Mr. Bellows. What can I make ya?

(Sighs) -How 'bout a ham sandwich

this time?

(Pensive, dramatic music begins)

(Dramatic moment for the music)

(Another dramatic moment in the music)

(Music concludes)

(Sound of a car DRIVING UP and STOPPING)

(Light WIND)

(Car door OPENS)

(Car door CLOSES)

(Cell phone RINGING)

(Labored BREATHING) -I've got

Just say the word and it's done. -No!

NIFFS) -Don't...no, don't do it. -What?

-I don't understand. -I said stop.

(Labored BREATHING)

-You just bring her back here. She and I need to talk.

(More labored BREATHING)

(Light WIND, RIFLE dropping)

DIO with old tune, growling DOG) -Thanks.

(Car door OPENS)

(Car door CLOSES and engine STARTS)

-AHHHH!!!! AHHH!!! -I like the blonde

wig better. (GASPING and BREATHING hard)

(Gentle but suspenseful music begins)

-Why so

elusive? Hum?

-Oh...(soft LAUGH)

-I know, you didn't think I knew about you and...

Michael.

-You're my wife! Doesn't that mean anything

anymore? (Music becomes more dramatic)

(CHUCKLES) -I have an idea.

-How about a little game of cards?

cents this moment and continues) -Hmm?

-You win, you go.

-I win...and you stay.

-I mean, it's just a game.

-Besides...it's better than the alternative.

(Music continues)

(PLOP - into the chair) -Hmm?

-But I have to tell you now, if you lose...

you will be punished.

-I mean, you must be taught a lesson.

-Don't you agree? -I win, I go...

-No strings. -I'm a man of my word.

-As I said, no strings. But before we get into

all that, how about a drink?

(Suspenseful music continues) -Is scotch still

your preference, my love?

(Sigh - Ice CLINKS in the s they are set down) -You are so

beautiful. turns soft, with light strings)

-Uhm.

(The sound of CARDS being dealt)

(Music changes to a romantic piano melody)

(Takes a BREATH)

-Christina? Would you help my wife with her

drink please?

(Ice CLINKING in the drink)

(SWALLOWS and SIGHS)

-Hit me. (LAUGHS) -Of course I'll

hit you. (Evil LAUGH)

(Sound of a CARD turned over) -Oh...

that's not good.

(Music concludes) -You forgot your drink...

or do you need a little help? -Umm?

(Music begins, but this time th a driving, intriguing melody)

-UHHH! AHHH...

(LAUGHS ironically)

-Drink up, darling. (Music picks up more energy)

-You heard her. Drink up!

(LAUGHS and CHUCKLES)

(BREATHING hard, but LAUGHING softly)

(SWALLOWS)

(Soft LAUGH) -I think we put on a very

convincing show. (Loud series of GUN SHOTS)

(GUN is cocked)

(GUN SHOT)

-Yeah...we should get an Academy Award!

(LAUGHS) -Clever idea, the whole "Michael

vision" thing. (LAUGHS and takes a BREATH)

-I especially like the "severed head for lunch" bit.

-That was...very James Bond.

-Oh...(Sigh)

-I wanted to ask...are you ll feeling a little dizzy, love?

-Not by accident,

I suspect. ur insulin pump made it so easy.

-Just the right amount of to keep you feeling off center.

-Did it work?

(Music continues)

-And the Cook payment?

-Mr. Cook is not happy he was on his way down here to discuss

it with you. (GASP)

-And you'll be glad to know he's got the antidote with him.

(Music trails off) -The what?

-Oh, it...simply paralyzes...

(GASP)

-Huhhhhh. How much was in my drink? (LAUGHS sadly)

-Huh...enough to stop your breathing

in say...fifteen minutes. (Melancholy music begins)

(GASPS)

-When is he coming? y minute now. But he'll want his

else would he have the antidote? (Labored BREATHING)

-I need money. (Music trails off)

-Oh...that might be a problem. (STRUGGLING noises)

(The sound of a JET in flight) ING and TONES from the computer)

-See, all of your accounts have been...

appropriated.

(Soft LAUGHING) -And uh...we o thank you for your generosity.

(KISSING)

(SIGHS)

(Door OPENS)

(From the waiting area) -Mr. k, I presume. He's right inside.

(Long SIGH)

(GASP)

(Door CLOSES)

-Hum!

-I want my fuckin' money...with interest.

(Long SIGH)

upbeat, 'Abruzzo Waltz' begins) (Ocean WAVES)

(A MOTOR BOAT is heard speeding by)

(Relaxed, long SIGH) (Music continues)

-I love you...

(KISS) -Beautiful.

(Soft LAUGHING) n WAVES are still heard outside)

(Music continues, KISSING sounds)

(Soft SIGHS)

(KISS) (Upbeat song with a "Grew up believin' in fairy..."

"tales, and now I'm tangled up in life's details..."

"I found a restless call, even..."

"though the magic's gone..."

"Caught in a world that I got lost in..."

"I won't give, and the race is on..."

"I found where I belong here..."

"Oh where, oh where, yeah, yeah, somewhere..."

"Oh, where, oh, where, yeah, yeah, somewhere..."

"Hey, where, hey, where, yeah, yeah, somewhere, I found..."

"where I belong..."

"Insanity is..."

"bangin' at my door...I won't answer..."

"been through it all before...Escape in the..."

"madness...Phoenix arisin' from the ashes..."

"Caught in a world that I..."

"got lost in...I won't give, and the..."

"race is on...I found where I..."

"belong, yeah...oh, where, oh, where, yeah..."

"yeah, somewhere...oh, where, oh, where, yeah..."

"yeah, somewhere...hey, where, hey, where...yeah..."

"yeah, somewhere...I'll find where I belong..."

"The world..."

"is swirling in contradictions...I'll..."

"be hanging with my convictions..."

"Search every day...for that someone..."

"to believe in..."

"My imagination's on fire..."

"Since I saw a lone star shining bright..."

"Dreaming to touch the sky..."

"because I just yearned to fly..."

"oh, where, oh, where..."

"oh, where, somewhere..."

"oh, yeah, oh, yeah, I'll find where..."

"I belong...caught in..."

"a world that I got lost in...I won't..."

"give and the race is on...I found..."

"where I belong, yeah...oh, where..."

"oh, where, yeah, yeah, somewhere, oh, where..."

"oh, where, yeah, yeah, somewhere, hey, where..."

"hey, where, yeah, yeah, somewhere, I'll find where I..."

"belong!" ns and is heard in its entirety)