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PART 1 - BEGINING (1) to FLETCH SENDS
GILLET PACKING AND FALLS ASLEEP(47)
PART 2 - FLETCH GETS THE CALL (48) to...ZIP A DEE DOO DAH (55)
PART 3 - FLETCH SEES HIS BELLE ISLE (56) to FLETCH MEETS CALCULUS (67)
PART 4 - FLETCH SIGNS FOR BELLE ISLE (68) to FLETCH "BEN"DS OVER (77)
PART 5 - CALL ME HAM (78) to AN INTERUPTION FROM THE KLAN (91)
PART 6 - WHAT CAN I DO TO YOU...FOR YOU? (92) to BUGBUSTERS (110)
PART 7 - CALCULUS' SHACK (111) to THE 4,323rd TELEVISION MINISTRY (130)
PART 8 - IRWIN, COME ON DOWN (131) to...
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FLETCH LIVES SCRIPT CONTINUED...
68 EXT. THIBODAUX - AMANDA RAY'S OFFICE/TOWNHOUSE - NIGHT
A restored nineteenth century townhouse in downtown Thibodaux.CAMERA MOVES IN.
69 INT. TOWNHOUSE - NIGHT
The Security Camera PANS the downstairs office area. Voices HEARD from upstairs.
AMANDA RAY (O.S.)
You're not trying to take advantage of me, are you?
AMANDA RAY (O.S.)
70 INT. UPSTAIRS APARTMENT - DINING AREA
(handing him some documents)
You need to sign these papers.
Mind if I read them?
Be my guest. Had you talked to your aunt recently?
Fletch looks over the documents.
It depends on your view of history. It's
been sixteen years.
So this was a total surprise?
I'll say. Do I sign all four copies?
Please. I was just wondering because she
changed her will three weeks before she died.
Lucky for me. Why'd she do that?
I don't know...She was old. Seemed to be under
a lot of strain. I'll bet she had fond memories
of you as a child.
He signs the last document.
Zip A Dee Doo Dah.
She takes the copies and hands him back his copy.
I just think you should know...you could make
yourself some good money out of this. A local
realtor has contacted me with an unusually high
offer. Two hundred and twenty five thousand.
Fletch stops in mid sip.
Let me ask you this: If they're that anxious,
don't you think if I wait around they might go up?
And I just got here, didn't I?
Amanda Ray nods.
While you're thinking about it, what
would you do with the land, Fletch?
Well, I don't know. Raise chitlins...with the
chitlin market as high as it is. They're mean little
animals but their coats are worth a fortune.
(they exchange a smile)
Two hundred and twenty five thousand...What
do you think I should do?
If I were you, I'd proceed slowly and carefully.
That's my specialty.
Want some dessert?
What did you have in mind?
How about something sweet and Southern?
70A INT. TOWNHOUSE - NIGHT - LATER
An empty POV as the CAMERA moves slowly toward the stairs.
70B INT. AMANDA'S BEDROOM
Fletch sleeps soundly and happily alongside the equally contented Amanda.CAMERA CLOSES IN on Amanda's face. A pair of rubber gloves enters the frame. A chloroform-soaked rag covers Amanda's mouth as her eyes widen.
70C CLOSEUP - FLETCH
His nose twitches but sleeps soundly.
70D CLOSEUP - AMANDA'S ARM
A hypodermic needle is plunged into her arm.
70E CLOSEUP - AMANDA'S FACE
Her eyes close.
71 INT. BEDROOM - MORNING
The bed is in disarray. Amanda Ray lies naked on the bed, half covered by the sheet. We hear the SHOWER and Fletch whistling "Dixie".
72 INT. BATHROOM / BEDROOM
He has finished his shower, and moves back to the bedroom door.
(looks at the clock).
I can't believe we slept this late.
(then at his watch)
What time zone are we in anyway?
He looks over at her and she hasn't moved. Amanda Ray's hand falls heavily from the sheets. He goes to her. She isn't breathing.
Mandy?...It was good...
...but not that good.
A73 EXT. TOWNHOUS - DAY
Established police activity.
73 INT. TOWNHOUSE - FULL SHOT - DAY
A chaos of police have invaded the place. The body is being removed from the flat. Fletch sits in the living room, tired and distressed. SHERIFF HENDRICK approaches.
Morning, Mr. Fletcher. I'm Billy Jo Hendrick.
What's your relationship to Amanda Ray?
Amanda Ray is - was - my attorney.
She was working on my briefs.
You come into town and you all just
hit it off?
So to speak.
The sparks just flew, that's what you're
going to say?
I wonder why things like this don't happen to me.
Were you using a little drugs you brought
from California, by any chance?
Just some Beaujolais.
It's a pretty popular drug made from grapes.
The sheriff is no longer friendly.
You feel like making a statement?
Yeah...Ask not what your country
can do for you, ask what you can
do for your country.
I guess you just want to make it hard on
everybody. Well, we'll see how you feel after
some time in the tank. You all come.
(looking over his shoulder)
All of us?
What's the charge?
Pissing me off.
Is that a felony or a misdemeanor?
76 INT. JAIL
Not much ventilation.
How's the chow?
The Man turns in the darkness as Fletch sits on the lower bunk. He stares at Fletch for a long moment. The man presses closer, his crimson lips in a wicked smile.
You shouldn't use so much...eye shadow
...it makes you look...cheap.
You're sitting on my bunk.
The man throws Fletch across the floor into a corner.
Take your pants off.
(rising, hand on belt buckle)
Gee...I, uh...don't even know your name...
Ben...Nice to meet you. You wouldn't have
a middle name would you? Everyone else
around here seems to...
No answer. Fletch extends a hand.
What are you in for?
F*cking a dead man.
Fletch does a tap dance to show his vital signs are still vital.
There's no crime in that. That's your right
as an American. I'm trying to quit, myself.
Suddenly the door CLANGS open and Ben recoils. Fletch takes a breath.
77 INT. JAIL - ANGLE - HAM JOHNSON
A man in his forties dressed in a rumpled linen suit comes down the stairs with a jailer. The man (HAM JOHNSON) comes to the cell door. Fletch sits in a corner while Ham speaks to the creep we have called BEN DOVER. The Sheriff opens the cell door for Ben.
Get out of here and stay off the
booze. Three strikes and you're in.
(as Ben is leaving the cell block)
Ben...If I don't hear from you on Valentine's
Day, I'll be very disappointed.
Mr. Johnson...I'm surprised to see you here.
The judge usually assigns these small potatoes
to Buddy Bill.
Well, he's on vacation and this is the price
I pay for the close proximity of my office.
Excuse me, sir?
You don't have a card, do you...
or a price list?
(extending a business card)
(reading the card)
Mr. Johnson, do you take other cases,
or just specialize in transvestite necrophiliacs?
CONTINUED Next week in SECTION 5
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