Carole A. Parker

EXT. MARINA - DUSK A cool, crisp evening. Magic hour tequila sunset smears orange on blue water. Wind whips through a line of luxury sailboats gently bobbing. A GULL flies by. CAW-CAW-CAWS. CAMERA finds a HOUSEBOAT. Ghostly. Shades drawn. Old and peeling. Dark wood. Brass fixtures. We see the vessel’s name on the stern in cracked, gold cursive. SAFE HAVEN, indeed. A WOMAN (25) appears on the deck. We GASP, as she is heartbreakingly beautiful. The kind that makes you ache with longing. A curvy cocktail with mile-high legs. Meet HAVEN CRAYCE. Blonde, blue-eyed. The stuff of pinup dreams. Right now she’s in a killer black cocktail dress and five-inch heels. Pulls a JACK RUSSELL TERRIER on a leash. HAVEN (puts on shades) Come on, Buster. And the dog TAKES OFF like a rocket. YANKS the leash, as Haven CAREENS down the gangplank, heels CLACK-CLACK-CLACKING. HAVEN (CONT’D) Buster, GODAMMIT. EXT. MARINA CHANNEL - PARK - AT THAT MOMENT Another WOMAN (28) walks a small, black DOG. Tall and lanky, like a jock. Pretty in that clear-eyed Midwestern way. Chestnut mane in a boyish bob. Sweats, denim and leather. Meet JETT TARGO. Recent transplant from Kansas. Buff, in shape, but there’s a vague hint of wild Saturday nights. Secret debaucheries. She gives TINA a doggie treat. JETT Good girl. They start ambling down the sidewalk. Watching the boats in the channel. It’s bucolic. Then why does Jett look pensive? HAVEN comes into view, pulled by Buster. She stops. Sees Jett. Lowers her sunglasses. Gets a better look. Jett sees Haven. Jerks to a stop. If we could see up close, we’d notice the hairs standing up on the back of her neck. HAVEN Cute dog. What is she? JETT She’s, uh -- a Cocker Spaniel-King Charles mix. My neighbor’s dog. I walk her sometimes as a favor. (CONTINUED) 2. CONTINUED: HAVEN Buster’s a Jack Russell. (rubs the dog’s head) Aren’t you, Mister Man? (offers her hand) I’m Haven. Haven Crayce. JETT (takes it, shakes) Jett Targo. This is Tina. (beat) Haven Crayce. Sounds exotic. HAVEN Jett Targo. Sounds athletic. Which way are you walking? JETT (points) That way. We were -- going to go look at the boats. HAVEN Great. Me, too. JETT You like boats? HAVEN Not really. (beat) I live on one. EXT. MARINA - DOCK - A FEW MINUTES LATER Haven and Jett stand on the dock. Looking at the SAFE HAVEN. JETT You live on it? Year round? HAVEN Unfortunately. JETT I’d love to live on a boat like this. HAVEN Would you like a tour? PUSH IN ON Jett. Nervous. Approaching excited. JETT Sure. 3. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - MOMENTS LATER Haven leads Jett into a living room area with a galley. Buster goes to the water bowl. Tina sniffs around. HAVEN This is where we do most of our entertaining. JETT We? HAVEN My husband and I. JETT Oh. HAVEN Don’t look so disappointed. I married the old fuck for his money, and for my career. Haven walks over to Jett. Gets close. Jett stares. The chemistry is palpable. Electric. HAVEN (CONT'D) (softly) You know Dart Crayce, the director? JETT Sure. He directed all those classic film noirs -- That Killing Feeling, The Dead Don’t Cry, Blood Gets In Your Eyes -Haven takes Jett’s hands in hers. A clock TICK-TICK-TICKS. HAVEN That’s him. (beat) And now he’s very old -- and very sick. Haven closes her eyes. Leans in for a kiss. JETT I don’t think -- this is a good -But Haven’s warm, soft mouth is too fast. She kisses Jett. It’s delicious. The world stops for a moment. We sigh. A bell RING-RING-RINGS. Haven JUMPS. HAVEN Shit. JETT What was that? (CONTINUED) 4. CONTINUED: HAVEN (angry, eyes flashing) That’s him. (beat) The old bastard’s bed-ridden. It’s a fucking nightmare. He’s a diabetic fuck, and I’m a prisoner on the good ship insulin. (come hither) Stay here. Be right back. And she dashes off. PUSH IN ON Jett. Inflamed. Confused. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - MASTER BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER A large room which takes up the entire third floor. Hospital bed faces a giant movie screen. Shades drawn. Dimly lit by a single bedside lamp. We see movie memorabilia in the shadows. In bed lies DART CRAYCE (88). Skeletal. White-haired, gimleteyed. Sunken, ruined skin. Right now he’s hooked up to a dialysis machine, hoses like tentacles. The machine HUMS. DART What took you so long? HAVEN What are you talking about? I came right away. DART I heard voices. Who’s down there? HAVEN Someone I met walking Buster. She wanted to see the boat. DART A woman -HAVEN Of course, silly. You’re the only man for me. DART Bring me a diet Vernor’s. And it’s time to set up the picture for tonight. HAVEN Right away. I’ll be back in two shakes of a -- of a -DART LAMB’S TAIL. And tell your guest to leave. You need to set up the projector. (CONTINUED) 5. CONTINUED: HAVEN Sure thing. She turns, leaves. ON THE STAIRS HAVEN (CONT'D) (to herself) Nasty old fuck. IN THE GALLEY Jett is looking at a framed picture of Dart with Humphrey Bogart and Barbara Stanwyck. Smiles all around. HAVEN (O.C.) (CONT'D) That was taken on the set of Blood Gets In Your Eyes. JETT I know. It’s one of my favorite films. Barbara Stanwyck’s first time with Bogie. HAVEN You’re a personal trainer, right? JETT Yeah. How did you know? HAVEN I’ve seen you training people on the beach. (beat) I’m all seeing and all knowing. Pause. JETT Do you want me to -- train you? HAVEN I need -- training. (beat) Shall we make it tomorrow morning, say around ten? JETT I think I can squeeze you in. HAVEN It’s a date. (kisses Jett on the cheek) Thanks for coming by. I’ve gotta go take care of hubby now. Sponge bath and a movie. (CONTINUED) 6. CONTINUED: (2) PUSH IN ON Jett. About to explode. JETT Sounds like -- fun. EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT An old apartment building between two three-million dollar homes. On the cheap side of the Grand Canal’s Silver Strand. Jett stands on the front stoop. Fishes out her keys. Unlocks the door. Starts to push it open, when -MALE VOICE (O.C.) Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for over an hour. Jett WHIPS AROUND to see -RUSH MADDER (25). Blonde. Ghostly. Jittery. Bloodshot eyes. Pierced eyebrows. Skinny black jeans. The all-American tweaker. With that never-scrubbed ‘up for three days’ look. JETT Rush. What are you doing here? RUSH (wipes his nose) I thought we could hang out. JETT It’s over, Rush. I told you. I don’t want to see you anymore. (starts to push the door closed) I’m sorry, goodbye. Rush GRABS the door. Eyes flashing. Menacing sneer. RUSH Don’t close the fucking door on me! I drove all the way from Long Beach to see you, and this is the thanks I get? (beat) I brought you a gift. Check it out. He pulls out a glass vial. Holds it up. Sickly smile. Jett SLAMS the door on Rush’s foot. He SCREAMS in pain. RUSH (CONT’D) OW, Fuck! That HURT -Jett KICKS Rush’s foot out. BANGS the door closed. LOCKS it. (CONTINUED) 7. CONTINUED: JETT (through the glass window) I asked you to stay AWAY from me, and I tried to be NICE about it, but OBVIOUSLY that doesn’t WORK with you. I don’t want to SEE YOU anymore. STAY AWAY from me. RUSH What did I do? I never did anything to hurt you. C’mon, Jett -- please. JETT GO AWAY! She turns on her heel and races up the stairs, two at a time. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - AT THAT MOMENT Dart is propped up in bed. Natty in a smoking jacket and ascot. Haven sits in a chair by the bed, resplendent in a fancy gown. But no red carpet. Just thick, brown shag. DART I can’t believe you’ve never seen it. HAVEN So I’m seeing it now. DART Shhh. ON THE SCREEN we see titles: DOUBLE INDEMNITY. DART (O.C.) (CONT'D) Listen to that score. They don’t compose ‘em like that any more -EXT. VOYAGE STREET - MOMENTS LATER An ancient, ruined VW bug. Engine idling. Facing the beach. INSIDE THE CAR we see Rush. SNARFING up a big, fat line off the dashboard. He SHAKES his head. Takes a drag of his smoke. Shudders. INT. JETT’S APARTMENT - AT THAT MOMENT Jett lies in bed in a white tank top. Opens a drawer on the bedside table. Takes out a vibrator. Leans back. Flicks it on. It disappears under the sheets. She closes her eyes. 8. EXT. MARINA - NIGHT A SHERIFF’S PATROL BOAT skims across the water soundlessly. At the wheel is deputy TRIMMER WALTZ (28). Fit. Clean-cut. Impossibly good-looking. With a bright gleam in his eye. Either brilliant or demented. Maybe a combination of the two. The skiff glides by the houseboat. Trimmer hears the film. TRIMMER Every night with the old movies. (toasts with a flask) Someday, Haven -- I’m going to rescue you from that watery prison. And he takes a drink to that. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - DART’S BEDROOM - NIGHT Dart is fast asleep. Mouth open, like a child. Haven watches the end credits go by. Thunderstruck. HAVEN (quoting dialog) Straight down the line. PUSH IN ON Haven’s face. Thinking. HAVEN (CONT'D) Ankle bracelet. EXT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - ROOF DECK - MOMENTS LATER A roof deck outside the bedroom doors. With an old, oak hot tub. Steam rises from the bubbling black water. Haven steps in. Her perfect, naked body glistening in the moonlight. HAVEN (lowers herself in) Ahhh -She angles her waist at one of the jets of water. Lowers a bit. Finds the right spot. Arches her back, a cat in heat. Closes her eyes. Bites her lip. Shudders. HAVEN (CONT’D) Sweet mother of Jesus -IN JETT’S BEDROOM She climaxes quietly. Earth-shattering spasms of pleasure. IN THE HOT TUB Haven reaches a shuddering crescendo. 9. EXT. NEARBY HOUSEBOAT - ROOF DECK In the moonlight we can see a female LITTLE PERSON looking at the Crayce boat through binoculars. Sipping a can of beer. Meet NOLA BLISS (30), four-foot-tall elfin star of stage and screen. A blue-eyed redhead. And a nosy, foul-mouthed party girl. She lowers the binoculars. Lights a smoke. NOLA What a fucking waste. EXT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - REAR DECK - DAY A brilliant, blindingly gorgeous morning on the marina. A workout machine has been set up. The kind that can be adjusted so someone can pull weights from different angles. Right now Haven is sitting on the seat, pulling the handles out, away from her chest. The weights CLANK-CLANK. HAVEN This feels SO GOOD -- I LOVE IT. The handles go back in. Haven PULLS OUT on them again. JETT (touches Haven’s shoulder) That’s because we’re opening up your chest muscles. After years of being clenched tight, bent over -- that’s why it feels so good. (showing off a bit) We’re doing low weight, lots of reps. We don’t want any bulk, just a nice definition. Haven stops. Looks at Jett’s hand. Then down at her chest. HAVEN Do you think I have a -- nice definition? JETT (pulls hand away) Uh, yeah. (looks at watch) Let’s stretch you out. HAVEN I like the sound of that. Jett lays down a towel. Haven gets off the machine. Lies down on her back. Looks up at Jett. HAVEN (CONT’D) Promise you’ll be gentle? (CONTINUED) 10. CONTINUED: JETT (trying to contain herself) Of course. Jett kneels. Takes Haven’s foot, places it on her shoulder. A gold anklet glistens in the sunlight. Jett stares it. HAVEN Like my anklet? JETT It’s -- nice. HAVEN You ever see Double Indemnity? JETT Sure. (tries to compose herself) Okay, just relax. I’ll go slowly -Jett carefully raises Haven’s glorious, gleaming leg, until she hears her give out a little moan. JETT (CONT'D) That’s good, that’s good. Just breath into it -A horn HONKS. Haven looks, sees -TRIMMER WALTZ in his Sheriff’s boat. Right nearby. He waves. HAVEN Deputy Waltz. TRIMMER (big smile) Please, I told you -- call me Trimmer, all my friends do. Who’s your chum? HAVEN This is Jett. She’s my personal trainer. JETT Hello, officer. TRIMMER Hey, there. Not TOO personal, I hope. Haha-ha-ha. Haven stares. Eyes burning with barely disguised contempt. TRIMMER (CONT'D) How’s your husband doing these days? He feeling okay? (CONTINUED) 11. CONTINUED: (2) HAVEN Just peachy. Eight hours of dialysis, and he’s fit as a fiddle. TRIMMER He’s awfully lucky to have a gal like you look after him. The radio SQUAWKS. Trimmer gets it. Listens. TRIMMER (CONT’D) Copy that, I’m on my way -- Roger and out. (shakes his head) Got trouble on one of the luxury yachts. Yuppie bastard set the galley on fire. See you later, Haven. And he cruises away with a ROAR of his engine. HAVEN Goodbye, asshole. JETT He likes you. HAVEN Well, I don’t like him. (a whisper) I like -- you. Jett blushes. Haven gets closer. Their bodies touch. HAVEN (CONT’D) Do you -- like me? JETT Like you -- how? HAVEN Like this -Haven softly kisses her. Pulls back. Surveys the damage. JETT (hoarse whisper) Like that -Jett kisses back. They melt into each other. Jett’s hands stroke Haven’s curves, slowly, carefully. Like a virgin. HAVEN (quiet) You make me -- shiver. And their passion takes off like a blowtorch to dry kindling. Hands, arms, lips everywhere in a tornado of sin. (CONTINUED) 12. CONTINUED: (3) Haven STOPS. Looks around. Grabs Jett’s hand -HAVEN (CONT’D) Not out here. Come with me. And pulls her inside the boat. ON THE BOAT NEXT DOOR Nola watches with binoculars through her main window. She lowers them. Shakes her head. Wow. NOLA The little minx. IN DART’S BEDROOM He lies in bed. Breakfast tray on his lap. Watching TV. ON THE SCREEN we see a biography of Humphrey Bogart. ROBERT OSBOURNE (O.C.) Bogart got his big break on High Sierra, co-starring Ida Lupino. It was in this picture that Bogart, playing an escaped convict, was able to show his soft side, when he takes a shine to a crippled girl, and pays for an operation that will -IN THE MAIN CABIN Jett and Haven lie on the couch. In each other’s arms. HAVEN I’m sorry that was so fast. I haven’t -(beat) Made love in a while. JETT How -- long? Haven BURSTS into tears. Hangs onto Jett for dear life. JETT (CONT’D) (puts arms around her) Hey, now -- it’s okay. I’m sorry I asked. It’s none of my business. Haven JERKS away. Eyes full of fury. HAVEN We haven’t had sex in FOUR YEARS, since his diabetes got worse and we moved onto this fucking BOAT. I was his nurse, see -and then he married me. (MORE) (CONTINUED) 13. CONTINUED: (4) HAVEN (CONT'D) I thought it would help my acting career -- but then he got sick, and, and -- it got all FUCKED UP. JETT I know all about that. Sometimes you have to do whatever it takes to get what you want. But sometimes it just -- doesn’t work out. (beat) And then you’re fucked. Haven stares at her. Blinking. HAVEN EXACTLY. And now he treats me like shit, orders me around, won’t let me have any friends, won’t let me LEAVE. Everything is delivered. I can only go out to walk the dog. I’m a fucking PRISONER. I’m SUFFOCATING, and I can’t TAKE IT anymore. (low, urgent) I wish he would DIE. JETT Shhh. You shouldn’t talk like that. The bell RING-RING-RINGS. HAVEN (looks at her watch) Shit, it’s time. JETT Go see what he wants. I’ll wait here. HAVEN (slowly gets up, stands) I know what he wants. (beat) It’s time for his -- hand job. JETT His what? HAVEN Right before we start the dialysis machine, I have to jerk him off, so he’ll fall asleep. He says it relaxes him. (beat) Fucking Viagra. JETT Every day? How old IS he? Haven goes to the door. (CONTINUED) 14. CONTINUED: (5) HAVEN Too old to live. (beat) Don’t go? (off Jett’s nod) Think about what I said -(scowling) And think about what I have to go do right now. And she’s gone. JETT (too herself) What have I -- ? Jett goes to the bar. Looks at the framed pictures of Dart with various Hollywood stars of old. DART AND CARY GRANT playing golf. Cary and GRACE KELLY watch him put. WITH JANE GREER directing her and Robert Mitchum. She’s behind the wheel of a big Cadillac. He’s got a gun. They’re all laughing. DART AND FRANK SINATRA at a swanky nightclub in Vegas with Dean, Sammy, Joey and Peter. Watching him blow out birthday candles on a big cake. IN DART’S BEDROOM he lies in bed, eyes closed. Haven’s arm is under the covers, slowly going up and down. Her face a dark storm cloud. IN THE MAIN CABIN Jett goes to a cabinet. Opens a door, revealing -An OSCAR. Best Director. Coated with a thin layer of dust. She gingerly picks it up. Blows on it. Raises it up. Does an arm curl. Stops. Looks at her reflection in the glass. JETT (CONT’D) (softly) I’d like to thank the Academy -HAVEN (O.C.) Thank god you’re still here. Jett quickly puts the Oscar back, embarrassed. JETT Sorry, I -(CONTINUED) 15. CONTINUED: (6) HAVEN You know how many times I’ve wanted to smash him over the head with that goddamn Oscar? JETT (scared) You shouldn’t -- say things like that. HAVEN You shouldn’t do a lot of things, Jett. But it’s all I can think about. I have to get out of here. I’m going insane. (goes to Jett, grabs her) He’s rich, Jett. Filthy, stinking rich. Think about what you and I could do with all that money. Go away somewhere. Start a new life. Be together. Be happy. (tears in her eyes) I haven’t been happy in a long time, Jett. And then I met you. And then everything started to fall into place. I could see daylight after so much darkness. (a sob) So much darkness -Haven buries her face in Jett’s chest. Softly sobs. Jett comforts her. Looks around the room. Clearly confused. JETT So -- how much is he worth? HAVEN (pulls away, excited) Then you’ll do it? JETT How much? HAVEN A few million. He’s got about -- eight hundred thousand in the bank. JETT Eight hundred thousand? HAVEN So you’ll do it? JETT I need to -- think about it. But Haven won’t take no for an answer. She slides off her top. Presses her chest against Jett’s. Sucks on her ear. (CONTINUED) 16. CONTINUED: (7) HAVEN Please, Jett. I need you. Don’t you want to be with me? JETT (swimming) Y-yes -- I do -HAVEN (kisses her neck) Aren’t you tired of training fat, rich, yuppie assholes? JETT God, yes. Haven’s hand slides down to Jett’s zipper. Slowly rubs it. HAVEN And do you want me to keep JERKING OFF the sonofabitch? EVERY DAY? JETT (delirious) Of course not! HAVEN Then will you do it? For me? (beat) For us? JETT (closes her yes) I’ll do it. (beat) I’ll do it. Haven SQUEEZES Jett, embraces her. HAVEN Ohmigod, YES. Thank you, baby. Thank you. JETT But it has to be perfect. We have to plan this carefully. Everything is at stake. One little mistake -HAVEN We’ll be careful. JETT (realizes, looks at watch) Oh, shit -- I’ve got another client. I’m going to be LATE. (CONTINUED) 17. CONTINUED: (8) HAVEN (kisses Jett) Then go, baby. I’ll see you -- tomorrow? JETT (smiles) Tomorrow. (goes to the door) We’re -- really doing this. HAVEN (eyes flashing) Together. Jett smiles. Turns. JETT Together. And she’s gone. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - MASTER BATHROOM - THE NEXT MORNING Dart Crayce is in the bathtub. Bony ass toward us. He pulls himself up, hanging onto a chrome handle bolted into the tiles -- which COMES LOOSE with a CRUNCH -DART What the -- ? And he SLIPS! BANG, he goes down. CRACKS his head. BANGS his ass on the cold, hard porcelain. HAVEN (O.C.) Dart, honey? You okay in there? We don’t want you to -She walks in. HAVEN (CONT’D) Shrivel into a prune -Sees him. SCREAMS. HAVEN (CONT’D) Dart! Races over. Puts her arms around him. HAVEN (CONT’D) Honey, are you okay? Dart? Can you hear me? Honey? 18. EXT. MARINA PENINSULA - OCEAN BOARDWALK - DAY Jett trains a FAT, SWEATING VENTURE CAPITALIST (30’s), a pair of ten-pound free-weights in his hands. He raises the right, then the left. Rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic. FAT, SWEATING VENTURE CAPITALIST -- and I closed at five-point-four million. He didn’t know what the fuck hit him. Got the cocksucker right where it hurts. Bang, zoom -- right to the moon, Alice. JETT Okay. Let’s do some squats. Haven appears, with Buster. Amazing in a bikini top. Denim Mini. Six-inch wedgies. Freaked behind heart-shaped shades. HAVEN Jett, I need to talk to you. JETT What’s wrong? Fat’s cell phone RINGS. FAT, SWEATING VENTURE CAPITALIST (to Jett) Hold on a sec, I gotta take this -(into the phone) It went down HOW MUCH? He waddles away, out of ear shot. Waving his arms madly. HAVEN Dart fell in the bathtub. Banged his head. JETT Why didn’t you call me? HAVEN I don’t have your number. JETT Did you call 911? HAVEN He wouldn’t let me. He doesn’t like doctors. JETT But -- is he okay? (CONTINUED) 19. CONTINUED: HAVEN Oh, sure. Three Advils, couple a hits off one of his Bobby Mitchum joints, and he’s sleeping like a baby. JETT But he might have a concussion. Maybe we should call his doctor. HAVEN Are you kidding? He might have to go to the hospital, and then we’re FUCKED. He might not ever come back! JETT But if he has a concussion, and he’s sleeping -HAVEN Oh, shit. JETT Oh, shit is right. C’mon, let’s go -They start walking away. Fat ambles over. FAT, SWEATING VENTURE CAPITALIST Hey, where are you going? What about the rest of my workout? JETT Sorry, uh -- family emergency. We gotta end early today. Go home and do thirty minutes on the Stairmaster. I’ll see you on Wednesday. FAT, SWEATING VENTURE CAPITALIST Okay, sure. (looks at Haven) Hey. Haven’t I seen you somewhere before? Are you an actress? HAVEN Why, yes I am. What did you see me in? Wishcraft IV? Spring Break Babylon? FAT, SWEATING VENTURE CAPITALIST No -(SNAPS his fingers) That’s it. Bound for Pleasure. Bondage flick. HAVEN As if. Pervert. (to Jett) Come on, honey. Let’s go back to my place -- and do naughty things. (CONTINUED) 20. CONTINUED: (2) JETT (whispers) Haven. FAT, SWEATING VENTURE CAPITALIST You two are -- ? HAVEN (laughs, evil) That’s right. And no, you can’t watch. So why don’t you go home, jerk off and think about what I’m going to do to your TRAINER. PUSH IN ON Fat, Sweating. Beady eyes flickering. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - GALLEY ENTRANCE - MOMENTS LATER Jett follows Haven onto the boat. JETT You can’t tell anyone else about us. If we’re going to -- do this, nobody can know we’re -(a whisper) In a relationship. HAVEN You’re right. I’m sorry, I wasn’t -(realizes) Did you say we’re -- in a relationship? Jett takes Haven’s hand. Holds it to her heart. JETT You make me feel something I’ve never felt before, Haven. For the first time in my life, I feel ALIVE. Like I can do anything. Be anyone. Go anywhere. HAVEN I’m with you, baby. Straight down the line. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - DART’S BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER Jett and Haven kneel at the side of the bed. Watch Dart. Sleeping peacefully. JETT We should wake him. HAVEN What should I tell him about you? (CONTINUED) 21. CONTINUED: JETT That I’m your personal trainer, and I know alot about -Dart’s eyes OPEN. Groggy. DART (to Jett) Who the fuck are you? HAVEN This is my trainer, Dart. She heard what happened, and wanted to take a look at you, see if you’re okay -JETT Hello, Mr. Crayce. I’m a big fan. DART Trainer? You hired a trainer? I’m not going to pay for -JETT I’m not charging her, Mr. Crayce. We met walking our dogs. Haven told me about having chronic back pain, and I offered to show her an exercise routine that would help. DART Out of the goodness of your heart. JETT Well, sir -- it’s what I do. I was raised in a good, Christian family, and I was taught to do unto others -DART You said you’re a fan of mine? JETT Oh, yeah -- I’m a big movie buff. DART What’s your favorite film of mine? JETT Blood Gets In Your Eyes. Bogart and Stanwyck, together for the first time. Perfect film. (beat) Is it true that the original leads were Ronald Reagan and Jane Wyatt? DART Why, yes -- but, how did you -- ? (CONTINUED) 22. CONTINUED: (2) JETT Robert Osbourne. Turner Movie Classics. Never miss it. DART That Bobby Osbourne. What a little rascal. I owe him a lunch. HAVEN How are you feeling? How’s your head? DART My head is fine. It’s my ass that’s killing me. JETT No blurry vision? Heart palpitations? DART I’m just fine, young lady. Now, if you’ll excuse us, it’s almost time for my dialysis, and my -Dart looks at Haven. A lewd grin. HAVEN Physical therapy. PUSH IN ON Jett. Horrified. EXT. HOUSEBOAT - THE NEXT MORNING Jett trains Haven outside on the deck. HAVEN What was I supposed to say? You can’t come and examine him because he might have to go to the hospital and then we can’t KILL him? JETT What time is he supposed to be here? HAVEN Any minute now. JETT Shit. MALE VOICE (O.C.) Mornin’, ladies. Jett and Haven look, see -TRIMMER WALTZ on his Sheriff’s boat. Big ol’ grin on his face. (CONTINUED) 23. CONTINUED: JETT (nods) Deputy. HAVEN Trimmer. TRIMMER Sure is a gorgeous day. JETT Yes, sir. TRIMMER (to Haven) How is your husband doing? Has he recovered from that nasty fall? HAVEN (surprised) Uh -- he’s fine. TRIMMER Lucky for him you were around. Hate to see anything happen to him. The radio SQUAWKS. Trimmer picks up the receiver. Listens. TRIMMER (CONT'D) Holy COW. I’ll be right there, chief. (clicks it off, looks at them) Pregnant lady fell in the drink at the Fisherman’s Wharf. Baptism by water. Hehheh-heh. (salutes) See ya later. And he ZOOMS away. HAVEN What the fuck? JETT How did he find out? You think he’s -HAVEN Watching us? JETT I dunno, I -FEMALE VOICE (O.C.) Ahoy, mateys! HAVEN (turns, looks) Nola. (CONTINUED) 24. CONTINUED: (2) JETT Who is THAT? HAVEN Neighbor from hell. NOLA BLISS stands on the dock in a tiny running suit. Bottle of imported beer in one hand, the rest of the six pack in the other. She pads up the gangplank on little feet. Big smile and a wave. HAVEN (CONT’D) Nola. This is a nice surprise. What’s going on? NOLA I’m celebrating. Just got a role in the new Jason Statham flick, The Interrogator. Joe Carnahan HAD to have me. HAVEN That’s great. So you’re, what -- the love interest? NOLA I wish. I’m an assassin. They look at each other. Fake smiles. NOLA (CONT’D) Beer? HAVEN Sorry, I’m -- working out. NOLA You certainly are. JETT (offers her hand) Hi, I’m Jett. Her trainer. NOLA Nice to meet you. (gives her the once-over) Do you have any openings? I might have to get in shape for this role. JETT My schedule’s pretty full. But let me check, and I’ll get back to you. NOLA Super. (to Haven) (MORE) (CONTINUED) 25. CONTINUED: (3) NOLA (CONT'D) So how is your husband? Is he okay? That was a pretty nasty fall. HAVEN He’s -- fine, thanks. NOLA That’s good. Whew. (brightly) Well, I gotta toodle-oo. Gotta wardrobe fitting. Ciao, darlings. She smiles, turns, and skittles down the gangplank. JETT What’s going on here? HAVEN Fucking nosy midget. Spying on me. (thinks) We’re going to have to do it soon. Have you thought of anything yet? JETT Yeah. His insulin pump? HAVEN What about it? JETT I’ve been researching what happens if it fails -MALE VOICE (O.C.) Top o’ the mornin,’ Mrs. Crayce! Haven turns, sees -‘BING’ BIRMINGHAM, MD (70’S). Tall, hulking with a big gut, shock of white hair. Gap-toothed smile in a soft, doughy face. Waddling up the gangplank with his doctor’s bag. HAVEN Dr. Birmingham. Nice to see you. BING Gorgeous day for a workout. I see you’ve hired a trainer. (offers his hand to Jett) Bing Birmingham, MD. But you can call me Dr. Bing. Everyone does. JETT (takes hand, shakes) Dr. -- Bing. Jett Targo, hi. PUSH IN ON Bing. Suddenly serious. (CONTINUED) 26. CONTINUED: (4) BING Let’s go see the patient. INT. CRAYCE HOUSEBOAT - MASTER BEDOOM - MOMENTS LATER Dart lies in bed, scowling. Dr. Bing holds a stethoscope on Dart’s chest. Haven and Jett stand nearby, watching. BING Heart rate is a bit high -(to Dart) I’d like you to come to St. Luke’s for a couple of days so I can run some tests. DART No hospitals. I hate hospitals. HAVEN Can’t you run tests -- here? BING I’m sorry, but I want to run a cat scan, do an MRI, some blood work -DART No hospitals, godammit. BING Still feisty. That’s good. You’re a fighter. But I’m sorry, Dart, I’m going to have to insist. He pulls out his cell phone. Punches a number. Listens. BING (CONT’D) Yes. This is Dr. Bing Birmingham. I have a patient I’d like to admit -PUSH IN ON Haven and Jett. Exchanging nervous glances. A CHAMPAGNE BOTTLE is gripped by red-nailed hands. The cork POPS. INT. MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT Shades are drawn. Candles are flickering. Soft music bubbles. In bed are Haven, saucy in red panties and bra. And Jett, suave in a black tank top. Cut arm muscles glistening. A champagne bottle erupts in a geyser of FOAM. Haven and Jett try to catch it with their flutes. LAUGHING. HAVEN Shit! It’s getting all over the bed! (CONTINUED) 27. CONTINUED: JETT So we’ll wash the sheets. Who’s gonna complain? HAVEN NOBODY! JETT Ha-ha-ha-ha! HAVEN Ha-ha-ha-ha! Jett takes a sip. Haven GUZZLES hers. HAVEN (CONT’D) More, more! (pours another, raises glass) A toast -JETT (raises hers) A toast -HAVEN To three days all by ourselves. JETT To wanton acts of illicit desire. They CLINK. Drink. HAVEN That sounds like a line from a movie. JETT That Killing Feeling. HAVEN The one where two guys rob a bank -JETT Farley Granger and Sal Mineo. With a homoerotic subtext that gives a new meaning to the phrase riding off into the sunset. Haven puts her hand on Jett’s thigh. HAVEN Speaking of illicit desire -Jett leans over. Kisses Haven softly. Touches her face. JETT You are -- so beautiful. Haven smiles. Thinking. A storm cloud passes. Bites her lip. (CONTINUED) 28. CONTINUED: (2) JETT (CONT’D) What’s wrong? HAVEN We have to come up with our plan. Right away. We don’t have much time. (beat) We’re being watched. JETT You’re right. (grabs her glass, takes a sip) I’ve been thinking. I think I have an idea. (beat) What if the battery died in his insulin pump? HAVEN But I change the battery once a week. JETT But what if you put in a defective battery? By mistake. On purpose. There would be no suspicion. If you didn’t change the batteries, then it would be suspicious. But if you put in a defective battery, by mistake -HAVEN That’s fucking brilliant. (beat) But where do we get a defective battery? JETT We drain a new one. Put one in a flashlight or something. Leave it on until it’s almost dead. (beat) So how long -- would it take? HAVEN How long would what take? JETT For him to -- you know. HAVEN I dunno. A couple hours? Maybe a little longer. He’ll probably go into insulin shock, which at his age would be fatal. (beat) But what am I supposed to do while he’s -JETT You screen a movie every night, right? (CONTINUED) 29. CONTINUED: (3) HAVEN YES. But, wait -- most of those movies are short. A little over an hour. JETT So you pick a long one. I just saw A Place In The Sun, and it’s over two hours. HAVEN Perfect. I’ve never seen it, and he’ll be impressed I want to. (thinks) And if we have little wine, he’ll fall asleep -JETT Then it’s a plan. They raise their glasses. Toast. JETT (CONT’D) To -- doing this. HAVEN To -- gether. (beat) Straight down the line. They drink. Drain their glasses. Jett takes the bottle. Slowly pours champagne on Haven’s thigh. HAVEN (CONT’D) Hey! What are you doing? That’s COLD. Jett smiles, leans down. Starts licking it off. Haven writhes in ecstasy. Little kitty moans. Jett GRABS the comforter -And PULLS IT over them. JETT Heh-heh-heh -HAVEN Wait, that’s -(beat) Yeah, RIGHT THERE. (beat) Oh MY GOD.