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Continued from previous page…
Friday, July 11th, 1986, 9:41 P.M.
CHARLOTTE
Boy, you are just dying to
know the truth about this,
aren’t you?
Kathy’s look
implies “yes.”
CHARLOTTE
(pauses)
I didn’t kill him.
KATHY
Did Rocco?
CHARLOTTE
Nope…
Rocco didn’t kill
him either.
KATHY
(smiling)
I’m waiting.
CHARLOTTE
He killed himself.
KATHY
(in disbelief)
What?
CHARLOTTE
Not like you think…
He didn’t commit suicide…
He died of a heart attack.
KATHY
(stunned)
What?!
CHARLOTTE
He got so scared…
He just.. keeled over
and dropped dead
on the spot.
KATHY
(confused)
Whoa, whoa, whoa…
Hold on a second, here…
You’re gonna need to start
at the top… Where in the
fuck did this all take place?
CHARLOTTE
At the warehouse.
KATHY
(still in shock)
Boy, that warehouse is a
regular Peyton Place…
I’m gonna have to go over
there and see if I can’t
get laid one of these days.
CHARLOTTE
Good luck…
It’s just filled with shit.
KATHY
So… Is this thee famous
warehouse that you took
him over to—
to interrogate him?
Oops!
Kathy let
one slip out.
CHARLOTTE
(suspicious)
How do you know
about that?
KATHY
Uhhh… I…
CHARLOTTE
Kathy?
KATHY
(swallows)
I, uhh…
Do you wanna
order some pizza?
CHARLOTTE
(demands)
Spit it out.
KATHY
Alright, alright…
As long as we’re swappin’
truths back and forth here…
Jane overheard your
conversation with Rocco…
In your bedroom… At
the mansion.
CHARLOTTE
And how did she
manage to do that?
KATHY
She was hidin’ behind your
bathroom door… She snuck
into your room while you
were out.
CHARLOTTE
(piecing it all together)
So, that’s why Walter was
acting so weird… He was
trying to alert her… Oooh,
that little bitch.
KATHY
Are you gonna
ground her too?
CHARLOTTE
Huh?
KATHY
Nothing…
It was just a dream I had.
CHARLOTTE
Why did she sneak
into my room?!
KATHY
Cuz’ she’s a snoop! …
I don’t know! …
She was tryin’ to find out
more about your weird
behavior, I think…
You can hardly blame her.
Charlotte
doesn’t know
what to say.
CHARLOTTE
So, I’m gonna have to start
lockin’ my door when I
leave for like.. what.. ten
minutes? … Just in case one
of you wants to go snoopin’
around my room?
KATHY
I guess so.
CHARLOTTE
Unbelievable.
An extended
pause takes
place.
KATHY
Can we get back
to the juicy story?
CHARLOTTE
Yes…
That’s the famous
warehouse we
took him to—
to interrogate him.
KATHY
Interrogate him about what?
CHARLOTTE
Interrogate him about
you, Kathy!!
KATHY
Me?!!
CHARLOTTE
Well, not you, directly…
About your investigation into
my life, Kath… You hired him
to find out more about my
so-called “shady dealings” …
Didn’t you?
KATHY
Well.. Yeah.
CHARLOTTE
And I needed to find out more
about what he knew… So…
I had Rocco… abduct him… and
take him over to the warehouse
so that we could both interrogate
him… And find out what he knew.
KATHY
You?! …
You were gonna
interrogate him too?!
CHARLOTTE
Yeah…
What’s wrong with that?
KATHY
Charlotte, for God’s sakes..
You’re a celebrity…
Isn’t that a little strange for
a famous person to be doing?
CHARLOTTE
Kathy…
How long have you
been famous for?
Kathy
contemplates
this for a
moment.
KATHY
Good point.
CHARLOTTE
Yeah.
KATHY
Alright, so then what
happened? …
You took him over to
the warehouse.. and?
CHARLOTTE
We took him over to the
warehouse…
And I came in…
KATHY
You came in?
CHARLOTTE
Yes…
I came in.
KATHY
What were you wearing? …
Don’t tell me you were
wearing one of your
patented skirts, were you?
CHARLOTTE
(bewildered)
Kathy… What the fuck
difference does it make
what I was wearing?!
KATHY
Cuz’ I wanna make sure you
were playing the part right…
You can’t come into a scene like
that looking like Miss Priss…
You gotta look like a bad ass.
CHARLOTTE
(can’t believe this)
Alright.. YOU.. Are not
allowed to be in movies
once our television show
is over with… You got that?!!
I’m not gonna be able to
handle you for the rest of
my life if you’re gonna be
like this!
KATHY
(bummed)
Okay.
CHARLOTTE
(pointing her finger)
And don’t think I don’t
know that you guys call
me “Miss Priss” behind
my back… Cuz’ I do.
Kathy is
chagrined.
CHARLOTTE
Now… Do you wanna hear
the rest of the story, or are
you gonna keep acting like
a stage mom?
KATHY
Go ahead.
CHARLOTTE
For your information…
I was wearing a pantsuit.
Kathy doesn’t
want to answer.
She only makes
a dissatisfied
face.
CHARLOTTE
So— like I said—
I walked up to him…
KATHY
In your pantsuit…
CHARLOTTE
Alright!! Shut the fuck up,
right now!! Or I will leave!!
You understand me?!!!
Not another word, Kathy!!!
KATHY
Alright, alright…
I’ll be good.