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The night sky is clear and filled with stars. The finger nail moon hovers above Lake Simply, its reflection sparkles on the water.
A small beat up looking boat floats in the middle of the lake, it sways gently back and forth.
Inside the boat is the mutilated body of what appears to be a young naked woman. Her chest is split open, her rib cage exposed and her bowels spilled out
The young woman's face is sliced up which makes her unrecognizable. Her left eye ball is ripped out of its socket and her nose and lips are cut off.
INT. LOVISA HAMMARE'S HOUSE (BEDROOM) - MORNING
There is motion going on underneath the bed sheets, gasps and moans coincide with the vigorous movements. The moans from a male and female get louder and higher pitched, they turn into screams of pleasure. There is one last gasp. The movement stops.
TOMMY, 27, rolls over. He has short black hair and dark brown eyes. His skin is tan and his face is clean shaven.
Next to him lies LOVISA HAMMARE, 50, a big breasted blond with ocean blue eyes. Tommy turns to her.
TOMMY Why did you call me so late last night?
LOVISA Isn't it obvious?
TOMMY It was just really late.
LOVISA Did that bother you?
He laughs.
TOMMY No.
She moves closer to Tommy.
LOVISA You don't tell anyone about our little rendezvous's do you?
TOMMY No. Why?
LOVISA I don't know what people would think about me fucking someone half my age.
TOMMY Are you ashamed?
LOVISA It's not shame....it's....I don't know what it is.
She sits up in the bed.
LOVISA Why do you fuck me when you can fuck someone half my age?
TOMMY Because older woman know how to fuck, these young little bitches are all the same, they all sound the same, they all look the same. They bore me. Older women on the other hand are uninhibited.
Lovisa smiles.
LOVISA And so are young men.
Tommy gets up and puts on his pair of speedo underwear, a nest of pubic hair pokes out.
LOVISA You leaving already?
TOMMY I got some place I gotta be.
LOVISA It's only seven.
TOMMY It's an early meeting. I'm glad I came over though.
LOVISA I'm glad you came to.
Lovisa watches Tommy as he dresses.
INT. SIMPLY FOOD - MORNING
ANDREW, 47, sits alone in a booth of the smoke filled Diner. He's short, thin and going bald. He has a thick set of glasses that sit on top of his big nose. He drinks a cup of coffee as he reads through what looks like work papers. He takes out a cigarette and lights it up.
A man walks up and sits down across from him. Andrew jolts in his seat. The man across from him is MITCH COOPER, 34, also known as COOP. He's tall, fit and has a full head of bleach blond hair.
ANDREW You almost gave me a heart attack!
COOP Why's that? You got someone after you?
Andrew fidgets in his seat. He takes a drag from his cigarette.
COOP Are those my books you're working on?
ANDREW Yes, as a matter of fact it is.
COOP Give it to me straight. How screwed am I?
ANDREW Royally. You owe more money than you have.
COOP How the hell did that happen?
ANDREW Who did your books?
COOP I did.
ANDREW That's why.
Coop runs his hands through his blond hair.
In another booth, on the other side of the Diner sits DORIS KILMAN, 30's. She is very homely and wears no make up or jewelry. She is heavy set and her light brown hair is done up in a bun. In front of her is a glass of water and a plate of scrambled eggs and a piece of toast. She takes a fork and piles some of the eggs onto her toast. She shoves it into her mouth.
A WAITRESS walks up to her.
WAITRESS Are you finding everything okay?
DORIS (With a full mouth) Do you always make a habit of asking someone a question when their mouth is full.
WAITRESS I'm sorry.
Doris swallows her food.
DORIS To answer your question everything is adequate, nothing special.
WAITRESS Would you like some more coffee?
DORIS Do you see me drinking any coffee? I'm drinking water.
The waitress looks unimpressed.
WAITRESS Would you like some more water?
DORIS No.
The waitress turns around and storms away.
EXT. LAKE SIMPLY (BEACH) - MORNING
DENNIS MARK, late forties, walks along the beach with a cigar in his mouth. He wears a Hawaiian shirt and shorts. He stops and looks out onto the water.
There is a police boat in the middle of the lake.
A man in his late twenties jogs along the beach, it is MARK DONOVAN, he is tall and built. He gets closer to Dennis. He stops.
MARK Hey, What's going on out there?
DENNIS I'm not sure, can't be good though.
MARK What makes you think that?
DENNIS The Sheriff's out there. When was the last time a cop went some place because everything was hunky dory?
MARK I see your point.
DENNIS So you're a Brit?
MARK Yes.
DENNIS Let me ask you something. Is the Queen as stuck up as she looks.
At that moment a news van rolls up.
DENNIS Oooo this must be something bad.
MARK Why do you say that?
Dennis points to the van.
DENNIS It's the media.
INT. CHRISTIAN BLAINE'S HOUSE - MORNING
CHRISTIAN BLAINE, 20, lies on the couch in nothing but his boxers as he stares at the T.V. He's thin with a young face and shaggy blond hair. He has a joint in his mouth, he lights it up.
There is a knock at the door. Christian doesn't react, he just takes a toke. There is another knock.
CHRISIAN Fuck.
Another knock. Christian gets up slowly
CHRISTIAN I'm fucking coming Goddamnit!
He makes his way towards the door with the joint hanging out of his mouth. He opens it. Tommy stands before him.
TOMMY Hello Christian.
CHRISTIAN What the fuck dude, it's fuckin' early.
TOMMY You got my money?
CHRISTIAN Yeah, but you could have fuckin' waited till this afternoon ya know.
TOMMY I could have but I didn't. Where's my money?
CHRISTIAN Hold on to your panties, I'll get it..
Christian scratches his balls as he walks into another room.
TOMMY Why don't you put some clothes on while you're at it.
CHRISTIAN (O.S) Why don't you go fuck yourself!
Tommy looks over at the T.V. On the television there is a news flash. It's Lake Simply. It shows the police boat out on the water.
Christian returns with a wad of cash in his hands. He hands it to Tommy.
CHRISTIAN There you go asshole.
Tommy grabs Christian at the back of his neck.
TOMMY Listen here you little bitch. The only reason you're able to peddle your shit around is because of me so don't you forget it.
He lets go of him then takes the joint out Christian's mouth. He takes a hit, blows the smoke in Christian's face then hands it back.
TOMMY Have a great day.
Tommy turns around and leaves. Christian slams the door shut.
Tommy stands at the counter, as he plays with a coin in his hands. The WAITRESS, a cute blonde, pushes a coffee towards him.
WAITRESS Medium latte, that’s $4.50 please.
Tommy hands over a ten dollar bill.
TOMMY I know this is really random, but your nose looks so much like my sisters nose.
The Waitress looks inquisitively at Tommy, as she brings out change from the till.
TOMMY (CONT’D) It’s not a bad thing, it’s actually kinda cute.
The Waitress blushes as she hands Tommy change.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Sorry, I bet you always have boys telling you your nose is cute! Just ignore me!
WAITRESS Not many people tell me that actually.
The Waitress smiles. Tommy moves his face close to her. Pause.
TOMMY (whispering) Liar!
They both laugh. Tommy stops and looks down at his change.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Um, sorry. I gave you a twenty. I think you have given me the wrong change.
The Waitress opens the till.
WAITRESS I’m sure you gave me a ten...
Tommy moves closer to the Waitress.
TOMMY Hey, look at me. If you think I gave you a ten, then I believe you. I trust you, as I know you trust me. You trust me so much, you believe anything ... I ... say... (beat) I gave you a twenty.
Tommy moves back from her face, as the Waitress comes back to reality. She hands Tommy a twenty dollar bill.
WAITRESS Sorry about that, my mistake.
TOMMY Thanks. You have a good day now.
WAITRESS I’m supposed to say that to you!
TOMMY Too slow!
Tommy laughs as he walks away.
INT. ANDREW’S RESIDENCE - DAY
A stack of folders plonk down on a table. Andrew sits down in front of them. He talks to himself.
ANDREW He doesn’t even keep records of half the stuff he buys! How am I supposed to sort it all out, if he doesn’t keep records. Ridiculous.
Andrew sighs as he opens the top folder. He rifles through the papers inside.
ANDREW (CONT’D) Look at this! I can’t even read it, it’s so messy!
Andrew picks up a piece of paper from the folder. He reads from it.
ANDREW (CONT’D) “Be at the pier at nine tonight. We need to talk business.” (beat) Great. Now he is giving me little notes. Ridiculous.
INT. CHRISTIAN BLAINE'S RESIDENCE - DAY
Darkness. A light is flicked on. Christian stands at the door of a messy room full of measuring utensils, gas cookers, syringes and weed plants. He steps over large box’s on his way towards a cabinet.
He picks up a small plastic bottle from inside the cabinet. He takes a pill from it. Christian enters the
LIVING ROOM.
and walks over to his television. He puts a DVD in his DVD player. He sit’s on the sofa and presses play on the remote control. Moaning comes from the television.
Christian looks at the pill in his hand.
CHRISTIAN Hello Mr Ekky.
Christian swallows the pill. He nods at the television.
CHRISTIAN (CONT’D) Hello Ms Lovisa Hammare.
Christian looks down at his crotch.
CHRISTIAN (CONT’D) And hello, Benjamin The Third.
Christian slides a hand down his pants -
EXT. LAKE SIMPLY (BEACH) - MORNING
Mark Donovan pulls himself up and down, doing chin ups on horizontal pole. Sweat pours down his face, his muscles glisten in the sun.
In the background police cars are scattered around the shore of Lake Simply. PEOPLE talk to each other, and photographs are taken.
INT. LOVISA HAMMARE'S RESIDENCE (BEDROOM) - DAY
Lovisa lies in bed, a sheet barely covers her breasts. She looks at Tommy, who fiddles with a camera at the foot of the bed.
LOVISA We have to get this over by 6, I’m baby sitting Mrs Johnson’s children.
Tommy takes a sip of coffee.
TOMMY You betcha. I have stuff to do later anyway.
Tommy pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket. He looks at it quickly, before he stuffs it back in his pocket.
Tommy lines up the camera with the bed.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Now are we going to do what we were talking about yesterday?
LOVISA Nooo. It hurts. You don’t know how much it hurts.
TOMMY It won’t hurt. Trust me. I will be soft and slow.
Lovisa shakes her head. She pulls the sheets tighter around herself.
LOVISA No. I’m not doing it, and that’s final. This is my video, so I’m in charge.
Tommy sighs. He moves to the bed and sit’s down next to Lovisa.
TOMMY Okay we will try it another way then.
Tommy puts his hand on Lovisa’s left arm.
TOMMY (CONT’D) It would hurt right. Be painful. Like when you drop a plate on your toe right? Or when you cut yourself with a knife.
Lovisa nods. Tommy put’s his hand on Lovisa’s right arm.
TOMMY (CONT’D) You would like it to feel good wouldn’t you. Like how you feel when you eat chocolate. Or how you feel when you have a warm bath after a big day. They make you feel good, right?
Lovisa nods.
TOMMY (CONT’D) So what if we transfer that negative feeling -
Tommy touches Lovisa’s left arm.
TOMMY (CONT’D) - and make it a positive feeling.
Tommy touches Lovisa’s right arm.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Like chocolate. So now when you think of what we are going to do, what do you feel about it?
Tommy touches Lovisa’s right arm as she answers.
LOVISA Good. It will be good.
TOMMY Good girl! I knew we would get there at some point.
Lovisa smiles, then suddenly slaps Tommy in the face. She jumps on top of him, as she rips off his shirt.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Jesus woman! I haven’t even pressed record yet!
EXT. LAKE SIMPLY (BEACH) - AFTERNOON
The moon slowly disappears below the horizon.
FADE OUT.
EXT. PIER - NIGHT
Police tape covers the entrance to the pier.
A boat rocks slowly, as waves lap up against the beach. A voice can be heard. Through the darkness Andrew approaches the police tape. He talks to himself. He carries a handful of folders.
ANDREW “Oh Andrew, just come to the beach at night. When it’s dark. Yeah, it’ll be fine, don’t worry about a thing. I won’t tell you directly, just by some note... Oh, and did I tell you it will be dark?!” (beat) Ridiculous.
Andrew stands in front of the tape. He looks at his watch. It reads 9:02.
ANDREW (CONT’D) Great. Late.
Pause. Silence. Andrew hears feet scuffling a few metres away.
ANDREW (CONT’D) Hello? Who’s there? Is that you Coop?
Another scuffle. Silence.
ANDREW (CONT’D) Coop, seriously, just come out -
Suddenly Andrew’s face becomes rigid. Tommy stands behind him, a gun resting in the back of Andrew’s head.
TOMMY Are you Andrew?
ANDREW Umm, yeah! What are you doing?! I didn’t do anything wrong!
Tommy roughly grabs Andrew shoulder. He turns him around.
TOMMY You’re coming with me.
ANDREW No, no I’m not! Please! You can’t just -
TOMMY Yes I can. Because if you don’t come with me right now, we are both gonna die.
JOHNNY, a tall, dim-witted, unkempt man, 29, stands at the corner of an empty street. The ocean is heard in the background, calming the dark night.
Christian hurriedly walks down the street towards Johnny. He hands him a package as he moves past, while holding his other hand out for payment.
He shakes his hand toward Johnny.
CHRISTIAN What the fuck, Johnny. This isn't fuckin' Amsterdam.
JOHNNY Oh, right, bro. Sorry bro.
Johnny monotonously passes a wad of cash to Christian.
CHRISTIAN You dumb fuck. (shakes head) You shouldn't even be doing this shit, you should be at fuckin' day care.
JOHNNY Yeah, man, well... If you had this shit to me earlier maybe I would be feelin' better, yo.
CHRISTIAN Yeah, yeah. You know Tommy?
Johnny stares blankly.
JOHNNY Yeah.
CHRISTIAN Well, he was late on the delivery. But I'm sure even that chirpy cunt has to answer to someone.
EXT. POINT VIEW WALK - NIGHT
Dennis and Mark stumble alongside each other down the middle of the road. Dennis with a bottle of Jamesons on hand, stops.
DENNIS Where are we?
Dennis explodes into laughter, and Mark giggles uncontrollably.
DENNIS (CONT'D) You really got on it tonight, didn't you?
MARK Do I have a British accent? Of course I bloody got on it. (laughs) I got on it, and I rode it all night long.
They burst into laughter again.
It dies down.
MARK (CONT'D) But seriously, I will need to spend an extra ten hours in the gym to work this stuff off. Dennis laughs, barely, he is laughed out.
EXT. DOCK - NIGHT
Tommy RUNS from the dock onto the beach, towards the shelter of the forest. Andrew pants as he struggles behind him.
TOMMY Come on! We have to be quick.
EXT. TREES NEAR BEACH - MOMENTS LATER
The moon beams over the sea, the beach, and through the trees.
Tommy motions to the ground of dirt.
TOMMY Have a seat.
ANDREW No thank you. (adjusts glasses) Now, what is this all about?
TOMMY Okay. You know the woman who was murdered?
ANDREW Yes - I mean, not personally, but I know that a woman was killed. Get to the point!
TOMMY Well, we are next!
Andrew doesn't look convinced.
ANDREW And how is that? Did the killer tell you?
TOMMY As a matter of fact, yes. I have been receiving strange letters and was told to come to the pier tonight. I made prior arrangements, in case anything unsavory should take place. But now I've drafted a new plan.
ANDREW I received a note too.
TOMMY Hmm...
ANDREW How did you know I wasn't the one after you?
TOMMY Well, you looked unarmed and like a lost sheep. (laughs) So, I assumed we had both been set-up.
ANDREW This all seems a little too convenient. Where is our stalker?
TOMMY You can wait around to find out, or you can get on the boat I left out on the water. Andrew looks yonder. Spots the large white boat in the distance.
TOMMY (CONT'D) I hope you brought your swimming trunks. (pauses) Or do I?
ANDREW Right. How did I get messed up in all this again?
TOMMY I am going to get the police down here, and meet you at the small cove to the east. We can hide out there until this passes over.
ANDREW Ridiculous.
TOMMY Look at the pier.
They both gaze over and notice TWO DARK-CLOTHED MEN, one short, the other tall. With small flash lights they wander down the pier.
ANDREW OK. I'm going.
Tommy passes his impressive watch and wallet to Andrew.
TOMMY Consider it insurance. Trust me, and we will get through this. Andrew stuffs them into his jacket.
ANDREW Is the watch waterproof?
TOMMY Don�t worry about that. I'm going through to the other side. I'll see you soon. Tommy runs off, deeper into the trees.
INT. DORIS' LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
The room is decorated with various religious ornaments, and has a distinctly cluttered, and badly decorated feel.
Doris walks into the room holding up a broom.
She creeps behind a sofa and STRIKES the wall behind with the broom.
DORIS Spiders!
STRIKES again.
DORIS (CONT'D) Satan's little helpers.
She WHACKS the floor now.
DORIS (CONT'D) (shouts) How dare you unholy children of lucifer come into my blessed house.
She swings the broom violently around the room, moving with it, and hitting everything in range.
The broom drops to the floor. She sighs, and her heavy breathing slows.
She looks to a book on a small table in the corner of the room. It reads'Holy Bible'.
EXT. BOAT - NIGHT
Andrew climbs up a short ladder, out of the water, and into the boat.
Drenched with water, he wrings out his shirt.
He pulls his glasses out of his trousers. Broken.
Andrew sighs.
ANDREW This just doesn't feel right. (looks around) I need a fucking cigarette. First things first.
Andrew hustles around the boat, checking every compartment, drawer and corner.
He looks under the bed in the lower cabin.
On the deck again, Andrew laughs at himself.
EXT. POINT VIEW WALK - NIGHT
Dennis is lying in the gutter, laughing.
Mark tries to pull him up by the arm.
MARK Get up!
Pulls harder.
MARK (CONT'D) Get up!
Dennis laughs, and curls up to get comfortable.
From a window of a house, a woman covered in shadow watches.
A light from the house appears. Doris watches, menacingly.
EXT. BOAT - NIGHT
Andrew hears splashing water. Races to the side of the boat.
A WOMAN appears, she climbs up the ladder, gasping for air.
She has long brown hair, likened to that of a mermaid. She wears a dress, and clutches her purse.
Andrew helps her to a seat at the edge of the boat.
ANDREW What happened to you? Are you okay?
She coughs
WOMAN Thank God you were here.
ANDREW Yes. Hopefully we have nobody else to thank.
WOMAN (laughs) What do you mean?
Andrew shrugs.
ANDREW (smiles) Nothing.
ANDREW (CONT'D) So what happened?
WOMAN I was on a boat with some friends, when there was a loud thud from the bottom of the boat, we started rocking and I fell overboard. The next thing I know, I was trying to keep myself afloat, and there was no boat in sight.
Andrew looks concerned.
WOMAN (CONT'D) Until yours that is. (beat) Is it okay if I use your bathroom?
ANDREW Certainly. But we are leaving in a moment. I will explain where we are going when you get back.
WOMAN OK.
She stands, and makes her way down to the lower cabin.
ANDREW Oh, what's your name? I'm Andrew.
GISELLE Giselle.
EXT. POINT VIEW WALK - NIGHT
A police siren can be heard.
Dennis turns to the sound.
DENNIS Huh?
A police car races down the street, it screeches to a stop where Mark and Dennis walk.
An OLD POLICE OFFICER and a YOUNG POLICE OFFICER emerge from the car. They equip their pistols and move in on the drunks.
OLD POLICE OFFICER Get down!
The younger police officer kicks Mark in the side. He keels over.
OLD POLICE OFFICER (CONT'D) Get down! Now!
Mark lies flat on his chest.
The young police officer cuffs Mark from the back.
OLD POLICE OFFICER (CONT'D) Mark Donovan, you are under arrest. You are being charged with murder of the first degree. You have the right to remain silent, Should you, however refuse this right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Dennis vomits on the road.
OLD POLICE OFFICER (CONT'D) You have the right to an attorney, If you can not afford an attorney, One will be provided to you by the court. Do you understand what I have just told you?
EXT. BOAT - NIGHT
Andrew gets out of the shower, and puts a towel on. He walks to the stairs.
ANDREW Giselle? (looks to the kitchen) Giselle, are you here?
He walks up the stairs to the deck.
ANDREW (CONT'D) (shouts) Giselle?
He hurries to the edge of the boat.
He sees a large boat in the distance with a single small light beaming from the top of it. A shadow of a large figure steering the ship is seen.
In the distance, a small flashlight shines on the boat's ladder as a woman climbs on.
The boat starts, and speeds off, out of sight, in the other direction.
Andrew darts his eyes around in confusion. Bewildered, he turns and freezes.
From the distance, Andrew's boat EXPLODES in a mass of fire. Fiery shards spark up the sky, and litter the ocean.
Giselle climbs up the ladder of a large ocean going yacht. She throws her purse on the deck, rings out her dripping hair. In the BG, the dark sky is ablaze with fire, as what’s left of Andrew’s boat sinks into the lake.
From the bridge, a flashlight beam shines down on her, making it impossible to see who’s at the helm.
She smiles, does a pirouette, hands seductively above her head.
GISELLE Just like you said, Baby…no problemo. I think I should have set the timer a little longer though. That was quite a swim.
She pulls off her dress, exposes a voluptuous body that men drool over. Her body glistens in the moonlight.
GISELLE You ready to eat my baby pussy now? She’s nice and wet…just the way you like her.
She rings her hair again, and cups her more than abundant breasts. A wicked smile forms on her lips, as she playfully massages herself.
GISELLE What’s a matter? Cat got your tongue? I know you like it when…
BANG! BANG!
Two large caliber bullets SMASH into her face. Her beauty’s gone in a flash.
She spins over backward from the impact, and flies into the lake.
For a few seconds, she bobs up and down in the water, as blood pours from the two holes in her ruined face. Seconds later, she sinks slowly out of sight.
The yacht quickly pulls away, heads west, away from town.
INT. DORIS’ RENTED HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Doris sits in bed, eyes closed. Her Bible rests in her lap. Her cell phone RINGS from the bedside table.
She opens her eyes, groggily grabs the phone, listens in silence.
DORIS Yes, I know.
She slowly strokes her Bible with her free hand.
DORIS Yes, what did I just say? I realize that…do I need to repeat myself again?
Her fingers draw circles over the leather cover…faster…and faster.
DORIS No, not yet…I’ve still got quite a bit of work to do. Lots of sinners, as you know damn well.
Her fingers stop suddenly. A frown forms on her lips.
DORIS Don’t call me again at this hour. You understand me? I’m already in bed. We’ll talk tomorrow…I’ll call you.
EXT. BEACH – MORNING
A small crowd has gathered along the beach. A police boat pulls up alongside the dock.
Two OFFICERS carry a body bag to a waiting ambulance.
SHERIFF HAWKINS and Coop watch from a few feet away.
COOP What the fuck is going on here, Hawk? That’s the second in two days. I can’t fucking believe this.
Hawkins rubs his face, frowns.
HAWKINS This is between you and me, OK?
Coop nods.
HAWKINS It’s the third, actually. We pulled a girl out of the water a few hours ago, upstream.
COOP Huh? Are you fucking me?
HAWKINS I wish…not literally, of course, but…shit…you know what I mean.
COOP What’s the deal?
Hawkins puts his arm around Coop’s shoulder, leads him back toward Simply No Escape.
HAWKINS Listen, Mitch, I need to ask you a few questions.
COOP Huh? C’mon, you and me go way back. You don’t think…
HAWKINS No, definitely not. I just need your help.
INT. SIMPLY NO ESCAPE – MOMENTS LATER
Coop slams his fist down on the desk in front of him.
COOP Shit! We just got that boat in last month. Are you sure? You know what that thing cost?
HAWKINS Yeah, my boys are pulling up what’s left of it now. We think the girl was a separate homicide though…no burns or anything like the guy we just brought in.
Coop shakes his head.
HAWKINS You know who rented it out?
COOP Sure do…that fucking slime bag Tommy. Was he the body you just brought in?
HAWKINS Doesn’t look like it, but it’s in pieces, so we can’t be too sure yet. Listen, I need you to come clean with me for a second…off the record of course.
COOP Oh boy, here we go…
HAWKINS We ID’d the girl earlier. A jet setter from Rio…Giselle Santiago. She checked into a nice house on the beach three days ago. You happen to run into her, big guy?
Coop’s eyes go wide.
COOP Giselle? No…
HAWKINS Yeah, what can you tell me? I figured you of all people would have made your acquaintance with a stunner like that.
Coop rubs his eyes, sits down, head in hands.
COOP Oh God…yeah, I did meet her. She came in here two days ago, asking about the depth of the water off the beach, fishing, and also about neighboring islands and other places to dock a big yacht. You know, shit like that.
HAWKINS And?
COOP And…uh…yeah, I spent the night with her, night before last. Fuck, she was a wild one. My God, talk about a stunner? Man, Hawk, I was in fuckin’ Heaven with her.
Hawkins slaps Coop’s shoulder.
HAWKINS Well, old friend, that doesn’t surprise me in the least. I’m sorry, buddy. You hear anything last night? We got a call from Lovisa around 9:30, saying she saw a big explosion out on the water.
Coop stands up, paces back and forth.
COOP Ya know, I actually think I did. I was in bed, passed out early, but I did wake up around then. I was still spent from the prior night, so I fell right back to sleep, but I’m pretty sure I did hear something. God, I can’t believe this…
HAWKINS OK, just come by the station later and give us a report, if you could.
INT. LOVISA HAMMARE’S HOUSE – BEDROOM – CONTINUOUS
Lovisa walks away from the bed, buck naked, her big breasts leading the way.
LOVISA You told me it wasn’t going to hurt yesterday. You’re full of shit! It hurt this morning too. And I’m tired of that 70’s afro you’re wearing around your cock and balls. In Sweden, the men are all nicely groomed…shaved even. I’m going to shave you and maybe I’ll even film it. How do you like the sound of that?
Tommy looks down at himself, under the covers, winces, and starts to laugh.
TOMMY You’re funny, Lov. Really funny. You serious about my pubes? Think I need an update?
Lovisa stands in front of a big mirror, examining herself. She holds in her stomach, flexes her pecs, and smiles.
LOVISA 50 years old, and look at me. It’s the Swedish blood, I tell you. Fucking a 27 year old conman with a 70’s afro on his balls. This could be a movie.
TOMMY It’s a number of movies…what the fuck are you talking about? You really think I need to shave this back, huh?
Lovisa turns, a snarl on her lips.
LOVISA Listen, Mr. Tommy You fuck with me, and I’ll kill you. Plain and simple. Any of this ever goes anywhere other than your VCR…or my VCR, and you’re Swedish meatballs. And yes, please shave that forest, or I’ll do it for you while you’re passed out some night.
Tommy looks on with a scowl. He jumps out of bed and wraps his arms around her. He playfully plants kiss after kiss on the back of her neck, while she continues to watch in the mirror.
TOMMY Relax now, my love. Let’s do it one more time…from behind. Hunch down a bit.
Lovisa stiffens up, bucks back against him.
LOVISA No, Tommy, no more now. I told you I’m sore…and I think you’re giving me a rash with those spiky pubes. Sherriff Hawkins is coming by in a bit, anyway. I told you about last night before you showed up, right?
Tommy pulls back, eyes wide.
TOMMY Huh? What the fuck? You didn’t tell me anything. What’s going on?
Lovisa turns to face him, flexes her pecs again. She lets out a laugh.
LOVISA I look so good, don’t I? I thought I told you…I saw an explosion last night, out on the water. After that, I heard gunshots. Something’s not right here.
Tommy looks on, a shocked look on his face.
TOMMY Huh? Are you serious? You didn’t tell me.
LOVISA I think my mouth was full once you showed up…no?
TOMMY Shit…I gotta get the fuck outta here.
He grabs his clothes, strewn on the floor, starts putting them on. As he pulls on his Speedo’s, he laughs.
TOMMY You know, you’re right. I’ll shave this shit off. What the fuck was I thinking?
Lovisa looks down at his hairy crotch, smiles, also starts laughing.
LOVISA Good, you’ll look a lot bigger on the movies, too. Trust me…it will help.
Mark stands by the entrance of the cell whilst Dennis lays slumped on a bench asleep, a puddle of urine formed around his crotch.
MARK This is bullshit! I want to know who I killed. Hello?... For fuck's sake.
Mark walks back to where Dennis sleeps. He shunts Dennis' legs out the way, and takes a seat next to him.
Dennis opens his eyes and takes in his surroundings. He sits up in pain and rubs his head.
DENNIS Where the hell are we?
MARK Police station.
DENNIS Shit... What did we do?
Dennis touches the stain around his groin. He smells his fingers and winces.
MARK Well you thought it would be a good idea to piss on someone's front door.
DENNIS Oh... So what are they charging with?
MARK You? Drunk and disorderly and indecent exposure. Me? Murder.
DENNIS Murder? Shit. That�s fucked up.
MARK You're telling me.
DENNIS So who'd you kill?
MARK I wish I knew mate, I wish I knew.
INT. CHRISTIAN BLAINE'S HOUSE - DAY
A hand lights a match and then sparks up a bong.
Christian sits on his couch and smokes a bong shaped like a giant black penis. He wears a shiny sequined pink thong which proudly displays a large bulge around his groin.
Suddenly Coop bursts through the front door. He's flustered. Christian looks up surprised to see him.
CHRISTIAN Hey Coop man, that's not cool. Haven't you heard of knocking?
COOP What?
CHRISTIAN You can't just come in here like the damn five-o. For all you know I could have been naked.
Coop looks at Christian who might as well be naked. An awkward beat ensues as the confused Coop looks at the slack jawed Christian.
COOP I'm sorry. Look, how much would you give me for a passport?
CHRISTIAN A passport?
COOP Yeah.
CHRISTIAN Let me see it first.
Coop produces a tattered passport from his jacket pocket and hands it to Christian. Christian flicks through it.
CHRISTIAN (CONT'D) It's a little damaged... Okay, it's Brazilian. That's good, it's hard to trace.
Christian stops at the passport holder's picture: It's Giselle.
CHRISTIAN (CONT'D) Giselle Santiago... Hmm... I'll give you 500 for it.
COOP 500?! Sure.
Christian pulls a roll of notes from his thong which causes the previously large bulge to disappear. Christian peels five $100 bills from the roll and hands them to a disgusted Coop.
INT. SIMPLY POLICE (HAWKINS' OFFICE) - DAY
Lovisa sits opposite Hawkins in an ordinary, dull office.
LOVISA Do you think all the killings are linked?
HAWKINS We're not too sure yet. We've arrested someone in connection with the mutilated Jane Doe we found out at sea the other day. Traces of his semen were found inside her. We're waiting for him to sober up before we interrogate him.
LOVISA So you don't think he killed the others?
HAWKINS It's unlikely. We picked him up a few minutes before your call to us last night. That doesn't mean he wasn't connected.
LOVISA I see. (a beat) Look David, we can sit around here all day talking about murders, or we can get on with what we both know I came here for... To suck your big hairy dick the way your wife can't.
Hawkins smiles as Lovisa disappears under his desk.
INT. DORIS KILMAN'S HOUSE (KITCHEN) - DAY
Doris sits at her kitchen table. She scribbles into a notepad which sits beside her bible.
DORIS The seventh of the 10 commandments... Thou shall not commit adultery.
Into her notepad beneath the title "LIST OF SINNERS" Doris writes: SHERIFF DAVID HAWKINS (ADULTERY).
DORIS (CONT'D) My my, we do have a lot of sinners in this town.
INT. LOVISA HAMMARE'S HOUSE (LIVING ROOM) - DAY
A naked Lovisa sits at a computer, a video editing programme open. She clicks a few buttons and a porno plays. Her hand slides down to her groin as she massages herself to the video.
On screen a threesome between Lovisa, Coop and Giselle is in full swing. Lovisa's head is between Giselle's legs, who moans with passion whilst Coop jacks himself off in the background.
Back in the room Lovisa starts to climax, but a knock at her door brings her back to reality.
She pauses the video, and answers the door to find Tommy standing there holding a huge double ended dildo.
Lovisa grins.
LOVISA Just in time.
She grabs Tommy and pulls him inside. She slams the door shut behind him and throws him onto a leather couch.
TOMMY Woah, woah. Chill out there hot mama.
Lovisa jumps on top of Tommy.
LOVISA Tommy, shut up, and fuck me.
Lovisa fumbles with Tommy's belt as he buries his face in her large breasts.
Sheriff Hawkins walks down the corridor to visit suspected murderer Mark Donovan. Before turning the corner, Hawkins adjusts his pant’s crotch and smiles.
HAWKINS Dennis, did you really have to piss on Doris Kilman’s door last night?
DENNIS Look at my pants! That lady needs to lighten up -- a lot!
HAWKINS I got enough problems following up on complaints from her already.
DENNIS Screw Doris and her dry clitoris!
HAWKINS Dennis, you haven’t changed one bit.
Hawkins chuckles and stares at Mark.
HAWKINS Well, Dennis you can go. You’re released on a signature bond. Mark here is going to need a lawyer to get him out of here.
MARK Bloody hell. You haven’t told me why I’m standing in your piss stained jail cell. Sorry Dennis I can be a wanker sometimes.
Dennis shrugs his shoulders.
HAWKINS We’ll get to that in a moment…
DENNIS We were together all day yesterday! I can vouch for him!
HAWKINS I know. We’ll take care of Mark while we get this thing figured out.
DENNIS (exiting) Hey buddy, I’ll be back to check on you tomorrow!
HAWKINS I need some information Mark. Let’s make a deal.
MARK What you have in mind mate?
EXT. LAKE SIMPLY (BEACH) – NIGHT
The gulls float with wings spread. Pelicans sit nonplussed on the pier. Another hot day fades into a colorful sky as the orange sun sets low on the horizon.
INT. SIMPLY JAVA – NIGHT
Dennis sits alone in the café drinking coffee. He pops a few aspirin. Clean shaven and fresh clothes. He writes on several pieces of paper.
Coop enters and sits by Dennis.
DENNIS Hey Coop. If someone were to yell “free pussy,” would it be funnier at a bordello or a wedding reception?
COOP I dunno Dennis. The bordello I guess.
DENNIS I am going with wedding reception.
COOP Why did you ask me then?
DENNIS I like fucking with you. So what do you need this time Coop? More money? What?
COOP You know me, I always need money. But I’ll be fine after tonight.
DENNIS Don’t tell me you’re going to that punk Tommy with Christian by yourself? Every time I see Tommy I have to check my dick to make sure it’s still there. And Christian, don’t get me started on that boy genius.
COOP Say, while you were in jail did that guy you were with, Mark Donovan, did he get charged with the killing spree around here?
DENNIS You know Hawkins. Ask him.
COOP Just do me a solid. What’s the scoop?
DENNIS He confessed to all of it. Pitiful really. You should see it on the news soon.
COOP That’s terrific! It’s all falling together eh Dennis?
DENNIS Just don’t go to see Tommy… without a gun.
EXT. CHRISTIAN’S HOUSE – NIGHT
Tommy walks like he has a sore ass down Christian’s driveway. Against the night, the house lights glow warmly. He knocks on the back door. Several times. The door opens. Tommy breezes in past Christian who holds a lit joint.
INT. CHRISTIAN’S HOUSE (KITCHEN) – NIGHT
CHRISTIAN You got it?
TOMMY No, but I have something better.
CHRISTIAN What?
TOMMY I need you to pick something up for me.
CHRISTIAN Would you quit playing with me? You know I hate that. Only Mr. Ekky gets to play with me.
TOMMY Mr. who?
CHRISTIAN Never mind. Why can’t you get it yourself?
TOMMY Because I have to get back to Lovisa. Her motor is running hot tonight. And it’ll be on vid-e-o.
Tommy is clearly pleased with himself. He looks at his watch impatiently.
CHRISTIAN I want to meet Lovisa.
TOMMY (lightly singing) Get it for me and you’ll get lots of money.
CHRISTIAN Alright, but I want to meet Loivsa at Simply Funny…soon!
TOMMY Deal… You’ll go to Andrew’s house and retrieve a certain briefcase for me.
CHRISTIAN (puffing the joint) Awesome dude. I’ll be “the boy who could fly” and swoop in and snatch the briefcase.
Tommy leaves in a hurry, at least as fast as his sore ass allows.
Christian dials his cell phone once Tommy is gone.
CHRISTIAN Yeah Coop, it’s me. Dennis was right. Tommy’s going for Andrew’s money and files.
EXT. ANDREW’S HOUSE – NIGHT
Coop sits in the bushes across from Andrew’s house. He looks at his watch: Midnight. The ink-like darkness hides everything from sight. He sees a flashlight glow by the front door.
A hand presses on Coop’s shoulder.
COOP (whispers intently) What the Hell!
CHRISTIAN Hey my frenemy.
COOP I thought you were going in?
CHRISTIAN Nope. Just got here.
COOP Then who the hell is out there?
The house explodes like a pyromaniac’s Fourth of July wet dream. In the flash of light, the police car assigned to Sheriff Hawkins sits as falling debris lands on the car causing a second explosion.
Coop and Christian are knocked down by the dual shock waves. They quickly get up and haul ass out of there.
CHRISTIAN Tommy’s going to have some explaining to do!
COOP Dennis too!
Christian stops running. So does Coop.
CHRISTIAN You think Tommy and Dennis did this together?
COOP Shit we’re screwed!
CHRISTIAN No time to talk. Cops will be here. Go! GO!
INT. SIMPLY FUNNY (STAGE) – CONTINUOUS
Dennis performs onstage for the last show of the night. His grin matches the crowd’s enthusiastic applause.
INT. LOVISA’S HOUSE (BEDROOM) – CONTINUOUS
Lovisa lays awake next to a snoring Tommy. When the explosions echo in the night she smiles. Tommy has an erection and continues to snore. She pulls out a pair of scissors and gently trims his pubic hairs.
INT. SIMPLY POLICE (HOLDING CELL) - CONTINUOUS
Mark wakes up from a fitful sleep. Mark helplessly listens as the sheriff’s deputies frantically run to their squad cars.
INT. DORIS’S HOUSE (BEDROOM) – CONTINUOUS
The explosions do not disturb Doris’s golden slumber.
Christian paces the room, dressed in a pink silk robe. He looks pale.
A news report plays on the TV. A TV REPORTER talks the camera. The smoking, charred rubble, all that remains of Andrew's house, is behind her. A forensics team is busy at work.
Christian talks into a phone.
CHRISTIAN It's been on the news all morning, man! It's everywhere, cops swarming all over the place...we are so fucked.
INT. COOP'S HOUSE - KITCHEN
Coop, on the other end of the line, leans against a counter.
COOP We're not fucked, Christian. We're gonna fix this.
INTERCUT between them.
CHRISTIAN Tommy and Dennis tried to kill us, Coop! They wanted us inside the house when that bomb went off. And have you actually been watching the news? The guy who died in that boat explosion was Andrew. Andrew, man! The guy's house we were in the process of breaking into! It's not safe here anymore. I'm bailing.
COOP No! You stay where you are. I'm gonna go down to the police station, talk to the sheriff. I gotta speak with Mark Donovan. He was with Dennis the night Andrew was killed...maybe he'll know something.
Christian laughs.
CHRISTIAN Didn't you see the squad car there last night, man? The Sheriff's toast!
Coop smiles, shakes his head.
COOP You don't know the Hawk. You can't kill him that easy. I'll talk to him, explain about Tommy and Dennis, sort this whole thing out. Get your shit together, okay? Have a drink, smoke some dope, watch some porn - just relax.
CHRISTIAN If this isn't sorted by tonight...I'm outta here.
COOP We'll talk later.
Coop hangs up, sighs.
Christian throws the phone onto the sofa, takes a joint of his pocket. He lights it and takes a long drag, looks at the TV. A picture of Andrew is onscreen.
CHRISTIAN (shaking his head) We are so fucked.
INT. DORIS' RENTED HOUSE - HALLWAY - MORNING
A short, sharp knock at the door. Doris appears, walks up, looks through the spyhole, opens it.
REVEREND DOUGLAS, 55, waits on the porch. Doris nearly smiles when she sees who it is. Nearly.
DORIS Reverend Douglas! I had no idea that -
REV. DOUGLAS Surprise! I just wanted to check how my favourite volunteer's vacation is going. May I come in?
DORIS Of course. Come right this way.
He steps inside. Doris shuts the door. They walk down the hallway into the --
LIVING ROOM
Doris enters, gestures towards an armchair.
DORIS Please, sit.
REV. DOUGLAS Thank you.
Rev. Douglas sits. Doris seems nervous, excited.
DORIS Do you like my altar?
She gestures towards a table that has been adapted into a make-shift altar. It is covered in a white cloth, and on it are religious books, candles, and a big, heavy, iron crucifix on a stand.
DORIS I pray here for six hours a day. They don't even have a church here, Reverend. What kind of town doesn't have a church?
Rev. Douglas ignores her, speaks calmly but firmly.
REV. DOUGLAS Doris, come sit down. We need to talk.
A confused and fearful Doris sits.
REV. DOUGLAS Your mother came to me yesterday. She said she spoke with you on the phone a few nights ago, and you seemed agitated. Are you alright, Doris? Is there something you want to tell me?
Doris can't meet his gaze.
INT. SIMPLY POLICE - RECEPTION - MORNING
Coop enters. The building is buzzing, phones ringing non-stop. The cop behind the desk looks overwhelmed.
Coop walks up to him.
COOP Morning, I'm looking for -
HAWKINS (O.S.) Coop!
Coop turns at the familiar voice. Hawkins walks in through the entrance. Coop smiles.
COOP Hawk, you sly bastard! I knew you'd be okay.
HAWKINS Yeah, one of my deputies was covering my shift. I was due back on about five minutes after the place blew - talk about lucky, huh? (checks his watch) What can I do you for, Coop? We've kinda got a lot on here...
COOP I need to talk to you about Tommy and Dennis. You've got the wrong man, Hawk - Mark's innocent.
Hawk leads him aside, talks in a hushed voice.
HAWKINS We know.
Coop is taken aback.
COOP You know?! But I heard that Mark confessed to -
HAWKINS It's not that simple...look, why don't the three of us talk. I need to tell you what's going on.
INT. DORIS' RENTED HOUSE - LIVING ROOM
Rev. Douglas and Doris are mid-argument. He remains seated, but she roams the room.
REV. DOUGLAS Calm down, Doris! We sent you here for you to rest and relax after what you'd been through, not to agitate you further! We thought this place would do you good...
DORIS Good? Here? This place is Sodom, Reverend! It is Gomorrah! It is an antediluvian world, peopled by the children of Cain!
She rushes over to a cabinet, retrieves her notebook. She thrusts it at Rev. Douglas, urges him to look at it.
DORIS (CONTD.) They think no-one watches, but I see, and God sees! They lie, they cheat, they fornicate and they steal. They live without shame or remorse, taking as much pleasure in the act of committing sin as in the sinful acts they commit! Don't you see, Reverend? God drowned the entire world in order to halt the spread of evil. Sinners must be punished - it is the Lord's way!
REV. DOUGLAS I've heard about the murders in this town. Doris, do you swear you had nothing to do with them?
DORIS An angel of death walks these streets. A blessed warrior, the fire and the brimstone, the cleansing flood! It would be an honour to serve the Lord by punishing those who shun him. Why can you not see that?!
Doris turns away, walks towards her make-shift altar. Rev. Douglas stands.
REV. DOUGLAS Doris, please try to calm down. (beat) I hear you've stopped seeing your psychiatrist and taking your medication. We only want to help you.
DORIS (spinning round) You can't help me! No-one can. Only God can help me, only God understands me. And I can do nothing for Him in return. I can't sing, I can't write hymns, I will never have children to put into His service...all I can offer is this.
REV. DOUGLAS You are not God, Doris. None of us are. Who are we to attempt to understand His ways? Yes, there is sin in the world. But sinners can repent, can they not? Those who have strayed can be lead back to the path. And there is so much good in the world, Doris! So much kindness, and love, and compassion. It is not all evil.
Doris has turned to face her altar once more. Rev. Douglas approaches, his voice soothing.
REV. DOUGLAS Come back home with me. Let's get you some help.
Doris shoulders shake. She strokes the iron face of Jesus, tears in her eyes.
DORIS I have...nothing...but this. This is my calling. My purpose. I cannot allow you to stand in my way.
REV. DOUGLAS What do you mean by -
Doris spins round, the heavy cross in her hand. It WHACKS into the side of Rev. Douglas' head. He falls with a grunt.
Blood begins to trickle out from his head into the carpet. Tears begin to trickle down Doris' cheeks.
The cross falls out of her hands, hitting the floor with a THUD that ECHOES LOUDLY.
INT. SIMPLY POLICE - CORRIDOR - MORNING
Coop and Hawkins walk down the corridor towards the holding cells. Cops are everywhere.
HAWKINS Never had a week like this before. Three bodies in three days, houses and yachts blowing up all over the place...it's crazy.
COOP That reminds me, I meant to ask...you ID'd the first body yet? From what I heard, it was in one helluva state.
HAWKINS We got her name this morning, actually. No-one local, some out-of-town, twenty-something girl called...Annika. Yeah, that was it: Annika Stephenson. Funny name, huh?
Coop suddenly stops, and stands frozen still, eyes wide, swaying as if he's about to faint.
HAWKINS Coop?
Coop staggers backwards, into the wall, and slides to the floor. Hawkins crouches beside him.
COOP No. No. It can't be.
HAWKINS Coop! What the hell's wrong?
COOP (a murmur) I don't believe it...it's not possible...
HAWKINS What's not possible?
COOP She found her...after all these years, she found her...
HAWKINS Who found who? What are you talking about?
Coop looks up at Hawkins with wide eyes.
COOP Brace yourself, Hawk. This is big.
HAWKINS Just tell, me, goddammit.
Coop breathes in deeply, exhales.
COOP Hardly anyone in Lake Simply knows this, but twenty, maybe twenty five years ago, Lovisa...had a child. Two, in fact. Twins, a boy and a girl.
HAWKINS What?! Who was the father?
COOP Somebody from outta town, I think. Said he wanted to have nothing to do with it. Lovisa's life was in a pretty messed state at the time so she put them up for adoption, found a nice couple up in Maine. She agreed to sever all contact with the children, on one condition.
Coop pauses. Hawkins urges him on.
HAWKINS Which was?
COOP She got to choose their names. The boy was called after her father, Johan, and the girl after her grandmother...Annika.
The harsh, pale light of dawn breaks over Hawkins' face.
HAWKINS Oh my God, it couldn't have been...
COOP I think it was, Hawk. That girl, Annika, who you found out on the lake, all hacked up and mutilated...I think that was Lovisa Hammare's daughter.
Tommy sleeps on the bed. He’s buck-naked. On the floor is a huge pile of black hair.
INT. LOVISA’S CELLAR – DAY
Lovisa stands by a stained wooden altar. She wears a midnight blue robe with a hood. On the altar is a small wooden box, a lit white candle and white flower petals. She holds a photo in her hand.
It’s a picture of Tommy.
LOVISA Silence now thy lying tongue. Only truth and honesty come from thy lips and from thy tongue Till the next full moon doth come
She puts the photo in the flame, watches it burn. She gathers up the ashes, puts them in the wooden box.
A doorbell dings in the distance.
Lovisa turns, heads up the stairs.
INT. LOVISA’S FOYER – DAY
Lovisa opens the door. Coop stands outside.
COOP I have to talk to you.
Lovisa furrows her brow, seems confused.
LOVISA Mitch, what are you doing here? It’s not Tuesday.
Coop pushes past her into the house. She tries to stop him. It doesn’t work.
COOP I have something I need to tell you. You better sit down.
EXT. CHRISTIAN’S HOUSE – DAY
Doris waddles up the sidewalk to Christian’s house. A bible is tucked in tight by her chest. She mumbles religious stuff as she walks.
She climbs up the stairs, knocks on the front door. After a short moment the door opens.
Christian, a joint in his mouth, dressed only in his underwear stares dumbfounded at Doris.
CHRISTIAN Are you here to buy something or bore me to death with your bible boloney?
Doris glances quickly at Christian’s pink thong then averts her eyes.
DORIS I’m on a mission from God.
CHRISTIAN Sorry, wrong house. I’m not into saving an orphanage.
He shuts the door, but Doris jams her foot in the door. She pulls the door open, pushes herself into his house.
The door slams shut behind her.
SIMPLY POLICE – HOLDING CELL – DAY
Mark does push-ups on the floor. Fast, steady, vigorous.
Hawkins steps in. He opens the cell door. He glares at Mark with suspicion. Mark stands up.
HAWKINS You must have some powerful friends… mayor Don Boose called. Said I had to let you go.
Mark’s eyes widen in surprise.
MARK Really?!! Awesome!
Mark struts out of the cell. After a few steps he turns to Hawkins.
MARK Tell the mayor, whatever you said his name was that I appreciate it.
Mark leaves. Hawkins watches him with narrowed eyes.
INT. LOVISA’S KITCHEN – DAY
Lovisa tries to usher Coop out of the kitchen. She casts nervous glances at the door to her bedroom.
Coop grabs her arms, pushes her back towards the kitchen table.
COOP I’m not here for some fun. I have something serious I need to tell you.
LOVISA (hushed voice) You can tell me on Tuesday. I’m all yours on Tuesdays. You know that.
TOMMY (O.S) You’re fucking that asshole on Tuesdays?
Coop and Lovisa stare at Tommy who stands in the doorway with a sheet wrapped around his waist.
Rage grows on Coops face.
COOP …just the asshole I was looking for.
Coop lets go of Lovisa. He storms towards Tommy. Tommy takes a step back, trips on the sheet, falls down. Coop sends his foot hard into Tommy’s gut.
Lovisa screams as the wind is blown out of Tommy.
Coop grabs a hold with his fist on Tommy’s hair. He punches him repeatedly in the face. Tommy’s face turns into a red pulpy mush.
COOP You have a lot to answer to you cunning little shit!
INT. CHRISTIAN’S LIVING ROOM – DAY
A porno plays loud and clear on the television. Drug paraphernalia litter the coffee table.
Christian runs around the room with Doris hot on his heels. Doris has the bible in one hand and an iron cross in the other. At the bottom of the cross is a sharp blade protrudes.
CHRISTIAN Fuck you doin’ lady?
DORIS The lord chose me to be the one that cleanses this town from evil. All you sinners must die.
CHRISTIAN I’m not a fucking sinner!
He jumps over the couch. Doris leaps over it like an agile hippo.
CHRISTIAN I watch some porn and smoke some dope. So what! That’s not even near sinning, bitch!
Doris has Christian cornered. She raises her hand with the dagger cross.
INT. SIMPLY FUNNY – DAY
An obese man practices his comedy routine on the stage.
Dennis sits at a table with a drink in front of him.
Mark enters. He strolls up to Dennis table, sits down. Dennis looks up at him surprised.
DENNIS How did you get out?
MARK I don’t know. I think the Mayor told them to let me go.
Dennis’s jaw drops.
DENNIS The mayor?
Mark nods. Dennis lets out a quiet whistle. He jumps up.
DENNIS I gotta go. See ya later.
He pulls a cell phone out, pushes buttons as he hurries towards the exit.
MARK Why is everyone’s so fucking weird in this town
Doris charges at Christian with the knife in her hand. He kicks her hard in the stomach. She falls to the ground and screams. The knife falls out of her hand.
CHRISTIAN You fucking bitch whore cunt!
Doris looks up at Christian. He walks closer to her then stomps her face. Her nose breaks, blood gushes out.
CHRISTIAN You think you can come here and kill me bitch!
He stomps on her face again and again, some of her skin rips off. He picks up the knife then grabs Doris by her hair. He pulls her up to her feet and puts the knife at her throat.
CHRISTIAN If you ever come here again, if I ever see you again, I will cut off your fucking head!
DORIS You will burn in hell.
CHRISTIAN We're all gonna burn.
He drags her across the living room, he opens the door and shoves Doris outside. She falls flat on her face. Christian slams the door shut.
INT. LOVISA'S KITCHEN - DAY
Tommy lies on the floor in a pool of his own blood. Lovisa pulls Coop back.
LOVISA What the hell are you doing?
COOP Why don't you ask this piece of shit! He's known all along.
LOVISA He's known about what?
COOP You're kids.
Lovisa's face fills with shock. She turns to Tommy. He sits up, blood spills out of his nose.
LOVISA How did you know?
TOMMY I was doing research on you, seeing how much money you had.
Tommy shakes his head.
TOMMY What the fuck? Why did I say that?
LOVISA What's the matter? You couldn't come up with a lie quick enough?
TOMMY I was going to, but....
LOVISA Get the fuck outta my house.
She turns Coop.
LOVISA The both of you!
COOP There's more!
LOVISA I don't wanna hear it!
COOP You have to.
LOVISA I don't have to hear anything. Get out! Both of you!
COOP You don't understand.
Tommy gets up.
TOMMY I just wanted your money......Goddamnit!
Lovisa smacks him across the face. Tommy screams.
TOMMY Bitch!
Coop grabs a hold of Tommy.
COOP I think we otta go see the Sheriff.
TOMMY That won't be good for me.
Tommy elbows Coop in the gut then runs out the back door.
COOP Son of a bitch!
He charges on after him.
EXT. CRAB ALLEY - DAY
Mark struts down the alley, limping towards him is Doris. He runs towards her.
MARK Miss are you okay?
Doris lunges at him.
DORIS SINNER!
She digs her nails into his neck and tears away some flesh.
MARK What the hell?
Mark head butts her. Blood sprays all over his face. Doris falls to the ground.
MARK Crazy bitch.
Mark takes off. Doris gets on her knees.
DORIS This town will suffer the wrath of God through my hands, then all will be just.
INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - DAY
Dennis makes his way towards the Mayor's secretary.
DENNIS I need to speak with the Mayor.
SECRETARY He's busy right now, you can make an appointment if you'd like.
DENNIS There isn't time. I need to speak with him now!
SECRETARY He's in a meeting.
DENNIS This is important.
SECRETARY So is his meeting.
DENNIS How long will is it gonna be?
SECRETARY Up to an hour.
DENNIS Shit! I'll be back.
INT. LOVISA'S LIVING ROOM - DAY
Lovisa sits on the couch with her head in her hands. There is a knock at the door. She gets up and walks towards the door. She opens it. Christian stands before her.
CHRISTIAN Hello.
LOVISA Do I know you?
CHRISTIAN You should. I'm your son.
Lovisa's eyes open wide.
CHRISTIAN Can I come in?
She doesn't answer. Christian walks in anyways. He closes the door behind him.
LOVISA Johan?
CHRISTIAN It's Christian now.
Lovisa sits down still in shock. Christian walks towards the stereo. He shuffles through he CD's.
CHRISTIAN You like Bob Dylan too, I must have got that from you.
He takes the CD out and puts it in the CD player. The song "Desolation row" comes on.
CHRISTIAN This is my favorite.
He moves closer to Lovisa.
CHRISTIAN (Singing) They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown, The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, The circus is in town.
He kneels down in front of Lovisa.
CHRISTIAN I've wanted to meet you for so long, I just never had the guts.
He takes out a small vile, he pours some cocaine on the back of his hand and snorts it up.
CHRISTIAN Do you want some?
She shakes her head. He puts the vile back into his pocket.
LOVISA How did you.....How do you?
CHRISTIAN Tommy.
He moves closer.
CHRISTIAN He doesn't know that I know. You know he gives me video tapes of you two. I watch you fucking him, I listen to you cum. I jack off to it.
Lovisa winces.
CHRISTIAN Does that gross you out, me jerking off to you, I think it's pretty fucked up myself.
LOVISA Why did come here?
CHRISTIAN My sister, my twin sister, you're daughter, was killed, she was the girl on the boat, all hacked to pieces Jack the ripper style.
Lovisa stands up.
LOVISA I can't take this right now! It's been a bad morning.
CHRISTIAN A bad morning? You wanna talk about a bad morning, I had some crazy bitch with a knife try to cut me up, that's a bad fuckin' morning.
LOVISA Leave!
CHRISTIAN Is that how you treat you're long lost son? Is this how you grieve the loss of your long lost daughter?
LOVISA I did it for you, so you, both of you would have a chance.
CHRISTIAN Great decision, she's dead and I'm a junkie, swell fucking job.
Lovisa breaks into tears.
Christian walks up to her, he puts his arm around her shoulders and his lips to her ears.
CHRISTIAN I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, this is not how I pictured it would go. I'll leave, but you should know one thing.
He kisses Lovisa on the cheek.
CHRISTIAN I know who killed her.
He walks to the door and leaves. Lovisa collapses on her knees. Bob Dylan continues to sing his song.
EXT. CRAB ALLEY - DAY
Christian walks through the empty alley with a cigarette in his mouth.
CHRISTIAN (Singing) Here comes the blind commissioner, They've got him in a trance, One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker,The other is in his pants.
There are footsteps behind him. He turns around. A hammer comes down and strikes his skull. Blood gushes out. He falls to the ground. A gloved hand grabs him by the ankle and is dragged along the alley.
The mayor sits at his large and confronting desk. A small bar teases in the corner. The polished marble walls and floor are only lit by glowing shaded lamps and a small window left uncurtained.
A knock at the door.
MAYOR Mayor’s office.
DENNIS (O.S.) Hello, Mayor. It’s Dennis Mark.
MAYOR Dennis, come on in.
The door opens and Dennis enters.
MAYOR (CONT'D) Close the door behind you.
DENNIS Sure.
Dennis closes the door.
MAYOR What can I do for you today, Dennis?
DENNIS Well--
MAYOR Oh, I’m sorry, take a seat.
Dennis sits opposite the Mayor.
MAYOR (CONT'D) Now what did you want to talk to me about?
DENNIS Okay, well--
MAYOR Dennis, I’m going to get right to the point. I’m setting up a task initiative to stop this town getting even more out of control than it is. I need answers first, and I think maybe you can give me some - you and that Mark. I have somebody on him, and they will bring him in when I give the go-ahead.
DENNIS What makes you think we have any real answers?
MAYOR Because nobody else will talk to me straight, but you guys owe me.
Dennis sighs.
MAYOR (CONT'D) Will you cooperate? Will you be part of my initiative?
DENNIS Yeah, I guess. If it helps stop all these incidents.
MAYOR Were gonna clean up the streets. We’re gonna clean up the fuckin’ streets!
EXT. CHRISTIAN’S BACKYARD - DAY
Doris wears a large jacket, a hat, and holds a backpack. She races through the garden to the back door.
She smashes the window above the door lock with her first wrapped in cloth. Reaches in and unlocks the door. She enters.
INT. CHRISTIAN’S LIVING ROOM - DAY
Christian lays gutted in the middle of the room, with a large head wound.
Dorris hurries up to the body, flabbergasted.
DORIS Thank you, Lord!
Her face tightens.
DORIS (CONT'D) But I am capable. Let me get the next one. I promise... I won’t let you down. She drops the backpack to the floor. She kneels over the bag, and pulls out scissors, knives, and her sewing kit. She turns to Christian’s mutilated body.
DORIS (CONT'D) Turn that frown upside down, Christian. This is your big day.
INT. MAYOR’S OFFICE
Two burly men restraining Mark bust the door open. Mark tries to shake them off.
MARK What the fuck is this? Get off me!
The mayor gestures to the burly men. They release him.
MAYOR Take a seat.
MARK Now you want to play nice. I hope this isn't how you try to get laid.
The mayor laughs.
MAYOR I like this guy.
A beat.
The mayor sighs.
MAYOR (CONT'D) Anyway, down to business. Business as usual.
The two burly men exit.
MAYOR (CONT'D) I need you two to document everything you know about the recent incidents you know about. Also, you will need to talk to everybody in town, and find out as much as you can. I’m sure a couple of them trust you. Don’t let anybody know you are doing this, because, well, you will find yourself dead. If not by the killer, then me.
Dennis gulps.
MAYOR (CONT'D) I will pay you for your trouble. And if your information turns out to be good, I will compensate you more. I will be letting the town know I am conducting a task force - but nothing more.
Mark and Dennis glance at each other, disconcerted.
INT. CHRISTIAN’S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Blood, skin, and guts litter the floor.
A deformed figure sits in darkness. It stands and moves into the light.
Doris hums, she wears Christian’s stitched up skin as a suit, her eyes peering through the new flesh. She gazes out the window.
INT. MAYOR’S OFFICE
The mayor sits at his desk. Shuffling through papers, he lets out a sigh of boredom.
Tommy stands on a pedestal, a small wooden hammer in his hands. He wears reading glasses and a wig. His face has no cuts or bruises.
A crowd of about fifty stand before him.
TOMMY Ladies and gentlemen, boy’s and girl’s, I welcome you to the moment you have all been waiting for, the sale of this fine pier before us, Simply No Escape!
The crowd murmur and clap.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Before we start the auction, ladies and gentlemen, I will give you a bit of information about this fine pier we now stand on. (beat) It was built in 1983, and is entirely hardwood. With the ability to dock 14 boats or yachts, the price we will be selling it for today is a steal. (beat) So let’s get this show on the road, can someone get me started with two hundred and fifty grand? Two fifty ladies and gentlemen?
A FAT MAN in a suit raises a paddle.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Thank you sir! Can I hear two hundred and fifty five?
Coop walks up behind Tommy. He stares for a second in disbelief.
COOP What, what are you doing?!
TOMMY (under his breath) Back off Coop, this doesn’t involve you.
COOP It’s my fucking pier!
TOMMY (sarcastically) Well it will be if you want to bid for it, sir.
Coop roughly grabs Tommy.
COOP Look you little piece of shit, give me that hammer and fuck off.
Coop grabs the hammer from Tommy, and punches him in the face. He falls over the edge of the pier.
Tommy splashes into the water, back first.
He sinks slowly, bubbles come from his open nose and mouth.
EXT. LAKE SIMPLY - DAY
Mark and Dennis both hold huge guns. They spray hundreds of bullets, everywhere. PEOPLE duck and scream. Mark turns to Dennis.
MARK I never knew being on the mayor’s task force would involve this!
They both spray more bullets, as people scream.
INT. MAYOR’S OFFICE - DAY
Giselle is bent over the mayor’s desk. The mayor stands behind, pumping Giselle.
MAYOR If little doggy wants a bone, little doggy get’s a bone. (beat) My bone.
INT. SIMPLY NO ESCAPE - DAY
Tommy continues to sink. There is a faint splash and Doris, who wears the skin of Christian, swims powerfully, straight towards Tommy.
Tommy’s eyes open. Doris is nearly upon him. He screams.
INT. TOMMY’S HIDEOUT - CONTINUOUS
Tommy lies on a makeshift bed.
He suddenly gasps. He struggles to stand up as he holds his head.
TOMMY Man. What a messed up dream.
INT. MARK’S HOUSE - DAY
Mark stands in front of the mirror. He washes blood from his face.
MARK I came here for a bit of peace, and what do I get? Some fucken crazy bitch rippin’ chunks outta my neck!
Mark touches the wound on his neck.
MARK (CONT’D) If that bitch has aids or some shit, I’m gonna be mad.
Mark dries himself off with a towel.
He grabs his jacket as he walks out the door.
INT. MAYOR’S OFFICE - DAY
The mayor sits at his desk, his head in his hands.
MAYOR I need a holiday.
The RECEPTIONIST stands next to the mayor.
RECEPTIONIST But sir -
MAYOR - I came here to relax. I thought this was a quiet town. Lot’s of weird stuff is happening, I don’t like it.
RECEPTIONIST Yes, but -
MAYOR - Book me a holiday. To Australia. No, New Zealand. (beat) Which one has that huge rock in the middle of it?
RECEPTIONIST Umm, Australia sir.
MAYOR That’s where I’m going then. Book me a ticket. I leave tomorrow.
RECEPTIONIST But sir, there is a lady here to see you.
MAYOR A lady you say?
The mayor moves over towards the blinds. He peers through them. A WOMAN has her back turned. She stands in the reception area.
The mayor stands up. He adjusts his tie. He turns to the receptionist.
MAYOR (CONT’D) Tell Australia I cancel.
EXT. LAKE SIMPLY - DAY
Tommy walks down the street. He stop’s a LADY who walks towards him.
TOMMY Excuse me miss, would you be interested in buying this watch?
Tommy holds out a cheap looking watch to the lady.
LADY Umm -
TOMMY - It’s really a cheap watch that I am going to talk up and sell to you for ten times more than it’s actual worth.
Tommy looks shocked at what just came out of his mouth. The lady shakes her head and walks off.
TOMMY (CONT’D) What the fuck? Why can’t I talk properly!
Pause.
TOMMY (CONT’D) Lovisa.
INT. LOVISA’S HOUSE - LATER
Tommy knocks on the door.
TOMMY Hello? Lovisa? Anyone home? (beat) Fuck it.
Tommy opens the door and walks in. He stops in his tracks.
Babies sleep soundly in hospital cots. The room is quiet save for the murmur of tiny breaths, in and out.
The door opens and a young NURSE steps in. She glances round the room, then speaks to someone waiting out in the corridor.
NURSE You can come in now. They’re resting.
A woman steps into the doorway - LOVISA, but twenty years younger, dressed in a hospital gown.
She seems pale, tired. Her face is gaunt, her hair limp, her eyes sunken into her head – not a woman in good physical health.
SUPER: TWENTY YEARS AGO
Lovisa steps into the room. The nurse shuts the door behind them, and then leads her to two adjacent cots, where two babies – one dressed in a pink all-in-one sleepsuit, the other in blue – lie, sleeping soundly.
Lovisa looks down at them more in fear than anything else. She glances at the nurse.
LOVISA Could I...
NURSE Of course. I’ll be back in a few minutes.
The nurse retreats, shutting the door gently behind her. Lovisa turns back to the cots. She inhales and exhales, slowly.
LOVISA Hello, babies. It's me...your mommy.
INT. MAYOR’S OFFICE – PRESENT DAY
The mayor walks towards his desk, straightening his tie.
MAYOR I wonder what the hell she wants?
He notices a bottle of scotch on his desk. There's a tag tied around the neck.
MAYOR (CONTD.) What's this, Angela?
RECEPTIONIST Oh, a gift, sir. Somebody left it for you at the front desk.
The mayor turns the bottle round on the desk, examines it.
MAYOR Aww, how thoughtful. Isn't that nice, Angela? Do you know who sent it?
RECEPTIONIST No, sir. It was left there. The tag's unsigned, too. What shall I tell the lady outside, sir?
MAYOR Oh, send her in.
The receptionist opens the door, calls out.
RECEPTIONIST The mayor will see you now.
The mysterious lady enters. She wears glasses and fashionable clothes, her white hair swept up into a bun. The mayor smiles.
MAYOR Nozé Parker. Gossip columnist, busybody and general professional bitch.
PARKER Hello, Mr. Mayor. It's been a while. Still planning to run for governor?
MAYOR It certainly has. And yes, I am, actually. Shut the door would you, Angela?
She does so.
MAYOR So, what did you want to talk about, Nozé?
INT. SIMPLY GENERAL - CORRIDOR - FLASHBACK
The nurse steps out into the corridor, walks round the corner to the big window that looks into the nursery. A MAN stands there, looking in, his face obscured. The corridor is in darkness – he is invisible to Lovisa.
PARKER (V.O.) Why, I'd have thought you'd have guessed, Don.
The nurse walks past the man, down the corridor. The man watches Lovisa for a few more seconds, then turns to leave. As he does so, the light reveals his face. Again, he’s twenty years younger, but he is still recognisably the man who will one day be the MAYOR.
PARKER (V.O.) I want to talk about your daughter, Annika Stephenson.
He walks away down the corridor.
INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - PRESENT DAY
PARKER Specifically, about why you killed her.
The mayor stares at her, open-mouthed.
EXT. LOVISA'S HOUSE - MORNING
A battered and bruised Tommy walks up the street.
Through the windshield of a parked car, Coop and Hawkins watch him jog up the path to Lovisa's front door.
COOP There he is, Hawk! I knew he'd be back.
HAWK Okay, let's do it.
They open the car doors, start to climb out.
INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE
MAYOR How did you...
PARKER I'm not going to disclose my sources, Mr. Mayor. Let me just say they're trustworthy. And not only do I know what you did...I think I know why, too.
The mayor walks back to his desk, sits down.
MAYOR Guess I'm not going to Australia, am I?
PARKER I think she came to this office, and she told you who she was, and when you tried to turn her away she threatened to tell everyone what you'd done. She threatened to reveal your dirty past to the whole world, which, of course, would have meant your dreams of becoming governor would be over. So you had her killed, and told whoever did it to make it look like the work of a deranged maniac, rather than what it really was - the cold-hearted, merciless execution of your own daughter. Am I right, Mr. Mayor?
The mayor remains motionless for a moment. Then he begins to clap, slowly.
MAYOR Very good, Mrs. Parker. Very, very good. You're absolutely right.
He stands, walks towards the window and looks out.
MAYOR (CONTD.) Of course I had to kill her. I couldn't have her running around telling everyone the truth, could I? I had no choice. She wasn't even my daughter anyway, not really. I didn't know her - she was just the echo of some mistake I made twenty years ago.
Parker presses on.
PARKER And you know what else? I think you ordered all the other murders, as well. That accountant on the boat, that woman they fished out of the lake - I think you're trying to create the illusion of a psychotic serial killer to cover your own tracks.
The mayor wheels round.
MAYOR No! You're wrong. I had nothing to do with those other murders. You think I like the fact that murder and mayhem has descended on this town? How do you think that affects my political standing?! I can't even keep control of a small resort, let alone the entire state! This murderer, whoever he is, has ruined me. I'll never be governor now.
He sighs, his anger gone in an instant.
MAYOR (CONTD.) And anyway, one murder is quite enough.
He makes his way unsteadily back to the chair, collapses into it.
MAYOR (CONTD.) She haunts my dreams, Nozé. I close my eyes, and she's there. She reaches out for me, calls to me. I haven't slept for a week - I daren't even blink, because her sliced, ruined face is there, waiting for me. Do you have any idea what that feels like? To live in fear of something that's inside your own mind? It drives you crazy. I've felt guilty about those kids for twenty years, and now they won't leave me alone.
He sighs.
MAYOR (CONTD.) So when will you run the story?
PARKER Tomorrow morning. I only came to see if you wanted to comment.
MAYOR Tomorrow morning. Huh. Maybe I'll finally get some rest.
His eyes come to rest on the scotch bottle. He picks it up.
MAYOR (CONTD.) I need a drink.
He unscrews the top, notices the tag tied round the neck. He reads the message aloud.
MAYOR (CONTD.) "Mr. Mayor - no-one deserves this as much as you do." Now isn't that sweet.
He manages a half-smile, opens a drawer and takes out a glass.
MAYOR (CONTD.) I've done some bad things, made lots of mistakes in my life. And yes, you could say I deserve my guilt. But you know what? In the end, it wasn't even my political career I was thinking of. When that girl walked through that door...I just couldn't bear having to tell my wife I'd lied to her.
He pours some scotch into the glass, breathes in its smell with closed eyes.
MAYOR (CONTD.) Even so...I'd have been a fine governor you know, Mrs. Parker. A damn fine governor.
He raises the glass in a toast.
MAYOR (CONTD.) Your good health, Mrs. Parker.
He takes a long sip, swallows. He considers for a moment.
MAYOR Ah, now that's some good -
He stops. His eyes widen. Suddenly he drops the glass. It SMASHES on the floor. His hands come up to his throat, and he gasps for air, eyes bulging.
PARKER Mr. Mayor?
The mayor starts to spasm. His eyes roll back into his head, and he falls back, toppling off the chair. His trailing arm sends the bottle of scotch crashing to the floor.
PARKER Mr. Mayor!
On the floor, the mayor thrashes around, foaming at the mouth. Parker runs for the door, screaming -
PARKER Help! Somebody help! Something's wrong with the mayor!
The mayor thrashes one last time, and then is still. The broken glass shards of the bottle lie in a puddle of fizzing, steaming scotch. Fumes rise from the toxic mixture.
INT. LOVISA'S LIVING ROOM - MORNING
Tommy stands in the open doorway.
TOMMY What. The. Fuck.
Lovisa sits on the sofa, crying. Around her are photo albums, boxes of assorted baby stuff. In her hands she holds a picture of the two newborn babies, dressed in their pink and blue, lying in the hospital cots. She barely seems to have noticed Tommy's entrance.
LOVISA I never wanted to give them up. It wasn't my idea...they told me it was for the best.
She looks up at Tommy with wide, wet eyes.
LOVISA You say you did research on me? To see if I had money?
Tommy looks uncomfortable.
TOMMY Yeah...
LOVISA Did you do research on the kids, too? Did you find about them?
TOMMY Yes,
LOVISA Were they happy, Tommy? Did their parents treat them well? Was it the right thing to do, in the end?
The two stare at each other for a long moment.
TOMMY Yeah. Yeah, they were happy.
Lovisa sobs with relief. Tommy retreats backwards.
TOMMY Look, I'm gonna just -
COOP (O,S,) You're not going anywhere, pal.
Tommy wheels round. Coop, standing in the open doorway, lands a punch square on his jaw. Tommy collapses with a yelp.
The front door bursts open, and Tommy lead in handcuffs by Hawkins and Coop enter the deserted police station. They lead Tommy to the front desk to where CLAIRE, a tired policewoman sits, a phone to her ear.
CLAIRE (into phone) Okay... Yes okay... Yes, he's returned just this second... Okay, I'll send him over now... Okay, bye.
Claire puts down the phone.
HAWKINS Claire, we've arrested this man on two counts of --
CLAIRE Sorry to interrupt you Sir, but that was the Mayor's office. You've got to get over there right away. The Mayor's dropped dead.
Hawkins' and Coop's jaws drop. Tommy smiles.
INT. LOVISA'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY
Lovisa sits on her leather couch, naked except for a pink thong. A photo album lays open on the floor. Lovisa stares into space and sobs freely.
She picks up a pair of porn star high heels from the floor and throws them at a framed photo of herself which hangs on the wall.
The photo CRACKS, and falls to the floor.
INT. MARK DONOVAN'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY
Mark holds a phone to his ear. It RINGS... and RINGS... The answering machine kicks in.
MARK Mayor Boose, it's me, Mark. Look, I don't know why you�re not returning my calls but you still owe me money which if I were you I'd pay sooner, rather than later...
INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - DAY
Hawkins and Coop stand in the Mayor's trashed office. They listen to Mark who talks over the answering machine.
MARK (O.S.) ... I mean how do you think the people of this town would react if they knew the Mayor hired a professional fighter to kill his long lost daughter? You know my number. Call me.
The answerphone clicks off. Hawkins smiles at Coop.
COOP Confessing to a crime over answerphone? A rookie mistake.
HAWKINS Well at least we know why the Mayor threw Mark the get-out-jail-free card.
COOP So what do we do now?
HAWKINS Well we arrest Mark for Annika's murder, and then we pay Lovisa another visit.
COOP Lovisa? Why?
HAWKINS Annika's her daughter. What would you do if your daughter was killed?
COOP You think Lovisa killed the Mayor?!
HAWKINS I never said that. Hell, we don't even know how he died yet. All I know is that Lovisa owes us some answers.
INT. HAWKINS' PATROL CAR - DAY
Hawkins drives, Coop sits shotgun.
Hawkins' police radio CRACKLES into action.
POLICE RADIO VOICE (O.S.) (over radio) Hawkins?
Hawkins grabs the walkie-talkie attached to the radio and speaks into it.
HAWKINS (into radio) Hawkins here, whats the problem?
POLICE RADIO VOICE (O.S.) (over radio) It's Tommy Lacsap... He's escaped.
HAWKINS (into radio) Escaped? How?!
POLICE RADIO VOICE (O.S.) (over radio) He managed to overpower Claire... He beat her real bad Sir.
HAWKINS Shit. (into radio) Okay, hold on, I'll be back at HQ shortly.
Hawkins returns his walkie talkie to his radio.
HAWKINS (CONT'D) Hold on Coop and prepare yourself for a good old fashioned manhunt.
Hawkins yanks on the handbrake and does a full speed 180 turn.
INT. MARK DONOVAN'S HOUSE - GYM - DAY
A well equipped personal gym.
Mark lies on a bench press dressed only in workout shorts, which proudly display his huge, muscular, sweaty upper body.
The headphones in his ear plays 'Y.M.C.A.' by The Village People, his eyes shut in concentration as he lifts a comically huge weight.
A PAIR OF FEET dressed in porn star high heels creep up behind Mark, a shadow belonging to the UNSEEN ATTACKER cast on Mark's body.
Suddenly, the Unseen Attacker pulls out a machete and slices Mark�s right forearm clean off. Mark opens his eyes and SCREAMS out in pain as he drops the heavy weight on his chest, which pins him to the bench.
MARK No! Please!
The Unseen Attacker slams a plastic bag over Mark's head and strangles him as he thrashes out with wild left hand punches.
Lovisa stands in front of her altar, naked except for porn star high heels. Her nipples are encircled in red. The same red color adorns her lips.
She holds two photos…one of Coop, and one of Hawkins, over a small candle’s flame.
LOVISA Release thy passion, realize thy lust. On this day, only me you will trust. From fire to ashes, from ashes to fire. Today together, all your desire.
She touches the pictures to the flame, throws them into a wooden box, while they continue to burn.
She smiles as she caresses her breasts.
EXT. DORIS’ RENTED HOUSE. – MOMENTS LATER
Two patrol cars are parked outside the house. OFFICER Morton motions two other OFFICERS around the sides of Doris’ house. All have their service revolvers drawn.
OFFICER CARSON stands next to a patrol car, his 2 way radio to his lips.
CARSON Sherriff…Sherriff, it’s Carson. We’re getting ready to enter the premises. Over.
HAWKINS (VO) Gotcha. Proceed with caution, and don’t take any chances. We’re heading into Lovisa’s. Over.
Carson motions to the other three officers.
Morton knocks on the front door.
MORTON Doris Kilman…this is the police. I need you to open this door immediately, and keep your hands where I can see them.
No response. He looks back to Carson, nervously.
CARSON (whispering) Try the door.
Morton slowly turns the knob. The door opens with a squeak.
MORTON FREEZE! Do not move! Get in here guys!
EXT. LOVISA HAMMARE’S HOUSE.– CONTINUOUS
Hawkins and Coop approach the front door.
HAWKINS Just be cool now, old buddy. Let me handle this. If Tommy’s here, I’ll need your help.
COOP My pleasure…I’ve taken that little shit down before, and I’d love to do it again right now. I’m ready.
Hawkins knocks at the door.
HAWKINS Lovisa! It’s Sherriff Hawkins. I need to speak with you. Can you open the door please?
LOVISA (OS) David? Is that you, sweetie? I’ve been waiting for you boys. C’mon in…door’s open.
INT. LOVISA HAMMARE’S HOUSE – CONTINUOUS
Hawkins opens the door. They both step inside.
Lovisa stands in the living room, buck naked, hands on her curvy hips.
LOVISA My, my, my…what a surprise. My two favorites.
Coop looks wide eyed to Hawkins.
COOP What the…
LOVISA Well? What are you two waiting for? You ready to have some fun?
Hawkins closes the door, looks to Coop. Coop returns the look, nervously.
Both men hurriedly disrobe, wild smiles on their faces.
COOP Hawk, what are we doing?
HAWKINS Not sure. I’m taking my big, old hairy dick out though…that’s what I’m doing.
EXT. LAKE SIMPLY – ON THE WATER – CONTINUOUS
A large ocean going yacht glides through the calm waters just off shore. It cruises some fifty yards off the northeast corner of land.
Tommy stands at the bridge. His face is a black and blue mess. He pulls back on the control arm. The yacht comes to a stop, just outside Lovisa’s house.
Tommy jumps down, off the bridge, disappears below.
He comes back up carrying a high powered rifle with a scope.
He takes aim at the house, peers into the scope.
Scope POV
Through a window, Lovisa is on all fours, Hawkins straddles her face. Coop pounds her from behind like a jack hammer.
TOMMY Motherfuckers…damn, wish I could get that shit on film.
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