Very Bad Things

Boyd takes Fisher’s head in his hands and kisses him deeply on the mouth.

BOYD: Love does not lose.

TIGHT ON Fisher, speechless.

     FADE OUT.

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83   ADAM’S FUNERAL – GRAVE SITE       83

A Jewish ceremony. A hundred or so guests. A RABBI conducts the service. Lois sits in shock flanked by her boys.

Micheal, Fisher, Boyd and Moore stand in positions of honor up front. They’re all eyeing each other.

Micheal starts emitting deep, uncontrollable, highly inappropriate MOANS.

BOYD: Easy Micheal.

Micheal can’t control himself as his body starts to seize and tremble. Moore and Boys attempt to stabilize Micheal who breaks away, charges over to Lois and buries his head in her lap sobbing deeply. Everyone is stunned but the Rabbi Continues.

84   INT. KITCHEN – NIGHT        84

Liz and Fisher.

LIZ: (hysterical) Cancel?! Cancel?! Are you out of your fucking 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?

85   INT. LOIS’ HOUSE      85

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...

86   INT. CANTERS COFFEE SHOP         86

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 Micheal, looking particularly traumatized, are seated at a booth with Fisher.

MICHEAL: 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?

FSIHER: No, but she’s definitely pissed and hostile . And she’s clearly starting to think that’s something’s not right.

Micheal starts sobbing uncontrollably.

MICHEAL: We’re goosed! Goosed by God!

BOYD: Micheal 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.

MICHEAL: (screaming) Goosed!

BOYD: Stop it!

MICHEAL: Goosed!

People are staring.

BOYD: Stop.

MICHEAL: 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 micheal continues to freak.

BOYD: (to Micheal) open sesame.

Micheal complies like a puppy.

FISHER: Jesus Boyd you’re going to O.D. him.

BOYD: Suck my ass.

87 INT. LOIS’ KITCHEN       87

TIGHT ON Lois, busted nose, eyes black.

LOIS: I never liked you Boyd. You’re a snaky little fuck. Always have been.

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

FISHER: (beat) Nothing happened in Vegas.

LOIS: (not buying it) Moore?

MOORE: (sheepish) Nothing happened.

Micheal starts back in with the power sobbing. All eyes are on him. Guilty, uncomfortable silence. Micheal’s coming unglued.

LOIS: Micheal? Do you have something to tell me?

BOYD: Micheal. Tell Lois that nothing...

LOIS: Shut up Bpyd! Micheal?

All eyes on Micheal.

MICHEAL: (quiet) Goosed.

Fisher struggles to breathe. Boyd tenses up.

LOIS: What?

MICHEAL: Lois we were bad, we were very, very bad.

BOYD: He’s upset about Adam. We’re all upset.

LOIS: I will call the police right now if I don’t start getting some answers.

BOYD: Lois please.

She heads for the phone.

LOIS: Fuck you Boyd.

The guys are freaking as she picks up the phone. Boyd looks at the kitchen knives. Fisher sees him, intervenes quickly...

FISHER: Okay. Lois...here’s the deal. (beat) Adam was with a prostitute in Las Vegas.

Lois freezes, puts down the phone. Boyd and Moore look stunned at Fisher – good lie.

LOIS: What?

FISHER: I’m sorry he was unfaithful to you.

BOYD: And it wasn’t the first time...He had a thing about prostitutes.

Fisher gives Boyd a look. Lois starts to choke up.

LOIS: (crushed) My Adam?

Lois crumbles before their eyes.

BOYD: We’re sorry.

Lois starts sobbing. Micheal joins in. Adam Jr. and Timmy appear in the door, in their pajamas, awakened by the noise. Seeing their mother in tears, they start to sob. The room is filled with anguished tears. Boyd give Lois a glass of water and a Valium.

88   EXT. LOIS’ HOUSE      88

Fisher and Moore load Micheal into the car. Boyd leans into the back window. Adam Jr. and Timmy are in the backseat, still in their P.J.’s.

BOYD: Mommy just needs a little time out. Everything’s gonna be okay. Okay? (the boys don’t answer) Okay.

Fisher starts to get in the car, Boyd pulls him aside, very wound up.

BOYD: After you drop the kids off, take Micheal home. Put a few drinks in him so he’ll sleep.

FISHER: I don’t think that’s such a good idea.

BOYD: Just do it.

FISHER: What are you going to do?

BOYD: Take care of business.

FISHER: (accusing) What does that mean?

BOYD: And what does that mean? (off no response) Are you insane?! (whispers) you think I would hurt Lois?! She’s the mother of those kids! What is wrong with you?

FISHER: I don’t know...

BOYD: You got a nasty side to your thought process.

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