Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014
HEATHER'S FURY (4)
Benefit Boy
Ext: Lakeland High School-A.M.
Heather and Marcia leaving class wearing new cheer leading outfits.
Marcia
"Never had a chance to ask you how things were going between you and your Aunt?"
Heather
"Oh...she's great, we're both still kinda stressed 'bout things, but she's tough as nails, I'm really glad she took me in..."
Marcia
"What about your Father, cops ever find him?"
Heather
"Weirdest thing, he just vanished...can't find his car or anything, got his old apartment all taped up...who knows if he's even alive...hope he rots in hell where ever he is!"
(Scene Switch)
Showing Gray Mustang GT in someone's garage.
(Scene Switch)
Int: Melinda's house, one of Bob's old secretaries.
Bob (the father), is laying on some girl's bed as she straddles his back giving him a deep tissue body massage.
Bob
"Sure appreciate all the hospitality...didn't want to drag you into anything, but a best friend is a best friend!"
Melinda
"Well, what's the use of having best friends if you can't call in a favor once in a while...I mean that crazy bitch woman be taking all that advantage of you, getting you all stressed out...waste of a perfectly good man..."
Both laughing
Bob
"Look, I've got some bonds and stuff in my safe back at the house, need to sneak in there and get them, cash them out so we'll have some money!"
Melinda
"You sure it's a good idea to go prancing around there..the police are looking for you?"
Bob
"Don't have much choice, we got to keep the lights on and I'm down to only a couple of hundred...ain't gonna last long like this!"
Melinda
"Do what you gotta do baby, you always come through for me, always did, always will..."
Bob
"I know that, just wanted to hear the words coming from your mouth...
(Scene Switch)
Ext: Lakeland High School-2 p.m.
Heather and Marcia getting out of school, heading towards car.
Heather
"I have an errand I need to run...need to run by the house and pick up some clothes..."
Marcia
"Thought you weren't suppose to be going over there, you don't need to be getting into trouble?"
Heather
"No trouble...plus I think Troy's coming by to mow the yard (making growling sound), I'd do him in a heartbeat man!"
Marcia
"Yea, he is pretty hot...I don't know what his deal is, what he's into...anyway, nothing wrong with watching him sweat for us!"
Heather
"Maybe raid the bar and just enjoy the show!"
Marcia
"Sounds like a plan to me..."
(30 minutes later)
Heather and Marcia have just pulled up, seeing front of house covered in yellow police tape and evidence seals.
Heather
"Look at all this crap, makes this house look like a train wreck!"
Marcia
"How are we going to get in?"
Heather
"Just like I always did...pop off the sliding window to my room and waltz right in...that's how I use'd to get Danny in were we were dating..."
Parking her car down the street, both girls walk back up street going to side of the house where Heather's bedroom window is. Heather expertly opens the window, within seconds both girls climb into her bedroom.
Marcia
"This is spooky stuff here!"
Heather
"Well Mom is around here somewhere watching over us...in her spirit world...hey Mom...can you hear me...just your only daughter Heather, coming to say hello...anybody home?"
Marcia
"Okay, I believe you, your giving me the weebie-jeebies, just get your clothes and let's scram..."
Heather
"Hell no, we're waiting a few minutes...see if Troy makes a showing...come on, loosen up...time to go raid the bar!"
Heather and Marcia walk out into living room, Heather stopping and doing the sign of the cross where her Mother was found dead.
Heather
"Yep, that's where she was found laying, seems like she's still laying there now!"
(15 minutes later)
Both of the girls raiding the bar, pouring each other shots from a golden rum bottle.
Heather drunk and disoriented, walks over to where her Mom was.
"Here's to you Mom, hope you found all the missing pieces...watch over me, please?"
(Scene Switch)
Troy shows up outside house, looks around, hears music but just ignores it. See's all the yellow tape on door and decides to go in backyard and start mowing there first.
Girls hear noise and open up back window to patio and just stare, lusting at Troy's physique, who already has his shirt off.
Heather
"Wow, this is better than I thought...this guy doesn't waste any time gettin to it does he?"
Marcia
These are great seats, too!"
(Scene Switch)
Melinda's House (Bob's girlfriend/ secretary)-3 p.m.
Bob getting ready to leave.
"Hey girl, you sure you don't want to take a ride with me, maybe pick up some groceries?"
Melinda
"Look, I care about you and everything, but I don't want to be scene anywhere near that place!"
Bob
"Okay, I understand, but it wasn't like I was pulling into the front driveway...I'm just parking down the street and walking up..."
He gives Melinda a hug and goes into garage, starts Mustang, pulls up garage door, and leaves, heading to old house.
(Ten minutes later)
Pulling up, parking down the street, and starts walking up, seeing all the yellow tape on front door. He decides to go into the back yard where he encounters Troy. Troy seeing Bob turns off mower and confronts him.
Troy
"How are you Mister Patricks?"
Bob nervously
"Fine Troy, you've heard about Ms. Patrick I presume?"
Troy
"Yes sir, really sorry to hear about your loss!"
(Scene Switch)
Int: Heather's house
Oblivious to Troy talking to her Dad
Playing "He's So fine" by the Sharelles on the stereo, girl's have went back to bar to mix a few more drinks.
Heather
Hey, let's make up a batch of Margaritas!"
Marcia
"Yea, that's what...Tequila and ice, with some of this rim salt...where do you keep rim salt?"
Heather
"I don't know, doesn't really sound like a Margarita...but it's close enough, I think you throw the salt over your arm and suck a lime..."
Marcia
"Yea, the salt over the shoulder is for good luck..."
Heather
"I just hope we don't pass out, this is some strong brew we got going here!"
(Scene Switch)
Bob hears music coming from inside house.
Bob
"Hey Troy...is anybody in there?"
Troy
"I wouldn't know sir, I just walked up and started mowing...haven't seen anybody, the only thing I wanted to ask, is that Ms Patrick would pay me when I was through."
Bob pulls a $20 dollar bill out of pocket
"Something like this?"
Troy
"More like $30 dollars sir, but I'll consider this an advance."
Bob hands him the bill.
"Stay here, I'll be right back!"
Bob walks over to sliding door, slots closed, door locked. He walks around side of house and see's Heather's window out of the frame and leaning against wall. walks over to it, and steps in. Hears music blaring and girl's laughing.
Coming down hall, he confronts Heather who was heading for the bathroom.
Heather
"Daddy, what are you..."
Bob
"Heather, what are you doing?"
Heather
"I don't think your suppose to be here...like ever!"
Bob
"Well, I didn't think I'd ever see you again, excuse me young lady, but have you been drinking, are you into my bar?"
Heather laughing
"Kind of, we were just celebrating Mom's passing, you had heard...she has no pulse now and the police think you did it?"
Panicking, Bob tries grabbing Heather. As she returns with a cheer leading ball bust to the crotch. He doubles over, reaching out and grabbing her leg pulling her toward him, then grabbing her skirt and ripping it it. She kicks his hand.
Marcia comes around the corner unaware of the commotion.
"Heather, I think I found the rim salt...hey what's going on?"
Dropping box of salt, she grabs lit floor light and bashes into Bob's head with the brass light shade. Live filaments of light bulb electrocuting Bob's exposed brain matter, causing searing and smoke. Heather pulls Bob's lifeless, but vibrating hand from her leg.
Marcia just stand in shock trying to figure out what she just did.
Heather walks down hall and turns down stereo and takes a look out sliding door slots to outside patio, while Troy is busy trying to look in the same spot.
They both scare each other and pop back.
She unlocks the sliding door and offers him in.
Heather
"It's my Dad, he's back, I don't know how he got in here, but there he was in the hallway...all I can say, is whatever just happened in there is not good..."
Troy
"Yea, that Cat just gave me $20 dollar and vanished...what's the deal?
Heather
"Come on in till we can figure this out!"
Troy disagreeing
"I'm not interested in getting into your family crap right now...you guys play too rough."
Heather
"Fine, just fine...don't help then, can't you see I'm a girl in need...at least take a look?"
Troy
"I'm sure your always needy, but your family is..."
Grabbing Troy by the arm, she drags him in.
Heather
"Come on, your a big boy, you can do this!"
Walking over to where Marcia is, very drunk, apologizing to Bob's corpse.
Marcia (very drunk)
"Sorry Mister Patrick, didn't mean to bash your head in like that, sorry about the lamp, too!
Heather
"Snap out of it girl...are you okay?"
Marcia
"I've had better days...your Dad is just ignoring me, can't he see I'm pleading for...for forgiveness?"
Troy walks in
"What in the hell did you do to the old man...you guys don't play around huh?"
Heather
"He's dead, but we think he probably ran into a floor lamp...took him down pretty quick..."
Troy looking at lamp
"Well, for one thing, it's still plugged into the wall...might want to unplug it and stop all that sizzling...doesn't this place have circuit breakers...that's like a freak show man!"
Marcia
"Sounds like bacon..."
Troy unplugging light from wall
"Doesn't look like bacon, that's disgusting!"
Heather
"Well, one thing for sure, we can't call the police...I mean nobody's even suppose to be here.
Troy
"Well, I was suppose to be here to mow the yard."
Heather
"Yea, like outside with nature and the wild animals...I've seen what you do...your not bad!"
Marcia
"I can't believe I dropped that whole box of rim salt..."
Troy
"Rim salt, what was that for...to pour in his open wound?"
Marcia
"No, we were thinking about putting some on your rim...long story!"
Troy
"Well, we can't just stand here looking around...we either pick up this mess or split...personally why don't I leave you three here to figure all this out...I mean two, your Dad can't make up his mind on anything right now...sorry Mister Patrick!"
Heather
"Wait just a second please, I've got an idea..."
(Scene Switch)
Heather walking down the sidewalk, finally locates her Dad's Mustang, runs back into open sliding door
Heather
"Okay, look...we've got to get Dad out of here, we just can't leave him here to rot, he'll stink the place up...it will affect the resale value of the house, we must be efficient here."
Marcia
"I owe you for that floor lamp...I make about $150 at the Burger Doodle, so it might take me a while to pay you all the money...
Troy
"Why can't we just roll him into the back yard and bury him?"
Heather
"Because look, he's a big fat man, he's always full of fast food and booze...it's bad for the grass and the top soil!"
Troy
"I could just mow around him him, they do it all the time at the gold courses...setting cutting heights, creative weed whacking, chemical spraying..."
Marcia
"Would you just stop it...we have a body...a big greasy bloody body...partially smoked, yea...now Heather, what's your big idea here?"
Heather
"Ah, does anybody here know how to drive a stick, cause Daddy's car is a stick?"
Troys hand slowly goes up.
"I do!"
Heather
"Great, I now pronounce you man and car, you may now shift her gears."
(1 Hour Later)
Showing Mustang backed all the way up to the back yard fence gate.
Marcia and Heather balancing Bob over top of martini cart, faced down, hands and legs drooping over on each side.
All three heave-ho Bob into passenger seat.
Troy
"You know, for a man this size...this car is too small for him."
Heather pushing powered seat adjuster switch
"Thank goodness for powered seat adjusters...you could never move something this immense."
Heather putting seat belt around Dad, adjust out the strap.
Marcia
"That ought to hold him?"
Heather
"Yea, safety first..."
Marcia
"I don't know about that, but I can't handle that annoying ding, ding, ding..."
Everybody shaking heads.
Troy
"I need to get back here and pick up my mower..."
Heather
"I'm driving my car, just follow me...we'll leave his car at his old office...I doubt they'll be looking for him over there...at least for a while."
Marcia comes from back of house with empty liquor bottle and busted up floor lamp.
Marcia
"We'll leave the empty bottle in the car and throw this pesky light away at the nearest dumpster..."
Heather coming back from behind the house.
"Well, I locked the back slider, cleaned up the blood, and yes...got my clothes, too!"
Marcia
"Cool, even remembered to get your extra clothes...amazing!"
Heather
"Yes, I know...fashion first!"
(Scene Switch)
Pull back showing Bob slumped over steering wheel, with car intentionally crashed in the house, just enough to cause a major dent, keys left in ignition, booze bottle laying on floor, with numerous pain pills strewn about on floor, airbags deployed.
Heather, Marcia, and Troy taking off from old business in Heather's Camry.
Heather
"Who wants pizza...I'm starving?"
(Scene Close)
(Scene Switch)
Int: Melinda's house, one of Bob's old secretaries.
Bob (the father), is laying on some girl's bed as she straddles his back giving him a deep tissue body massage.
Bob
"Sure appreciate all the hospitality...didn't want to drag you into anything, but a best friend is a best friend!"
Melinda
"Well, what's the use of having best friends if you can't call in a favor once in a while...I mean that crazy bitch woman be taking all that advantage of you, getting you all stressed out...waste of a perfectly good man..."
Both laughing
Bob
"Look, I've got some bonds and stuff in my safe back at the house, need to sneak in there and get them, cash them out so we'll have some money!"
Melinda
"You sure it's a good idea to go prancing around there..the police are looking for you?"
Bob
"Don't have much choice, we got to keep the lights on and I'm down to only a couple of hundred...ain't gonna last long like this!"
Melinda
"Do what you gotta do baby, you always come through for me, always did, always will..."
Bob
"I know that, just wanted to hear the words coming from your mouth...
(Scene Switch)
Ext: Lakeland High School-2 p.m.
Heather and Marcia getting out of school, heading towards car.
Heather
"I have an errand I need to run...need to run by the house and pick up some clothes..."
Marcia
"Thought you weren't suppose to be going over there, you don't need to be getting into trouble?"
Heather
"No trouble...plus I think Troy's coming by to mow the yard (making growling sound), I'd do him in a heartbeat man!"
Marcia
"Yea, he is pretty hot...I don't know what his deal is, what he's into...anyway, nothing wrong with watching him sweat for us!"
Heather
"Maybe raid the bar and just enjoy the show!"
Marcia
"Sounds like a plan to me..."
(30 minutes later)
Heather and Marcia have just pulled up, seeing front of house covered in yellow police tape and evidence seals.
Heather
"Look at all this crap, makes this house look like a train wreck!"
Marcia
"How are we going to get in?"
Heather
"Just like I always did...pop off the sliding window to my room and waltz right in...that's how I use'd to get Danny in were we were dating..."
Parking her car down the street, both girls walk back up street going to side of the house where Heather's bedroom window is. Heather expertly opens the window, within seconds both girls climb into her bedroom.
Marcia
"This is spooky stuff here!"
Heather
"Well Mom is around here somewhere watching over us...in her spirit world...hey Mom...can you hear me...just your only daughter Heather, coming to say hello...anybody home?"
Marcia
"Okay, I believe you, your giving me the weebie-jeebies, just get your clothes and let's scram..."
Heather
"Hell no, we're waiting a few minutes...see if Troy makes a showing...come on, loosen up...time to go raid the bar!"
Heather and Marcia walk out into living room, Heather stopping and doing the sign of the cross where her Mother was found dead.
Heather
"Yep, that's where she was found laying, seems like she's still laying there now!"
(15 minutes later)
Both of the girls raiding the bar, pouring each other shots from a golden rum bottle.
Heather drunk and disoriented, walks over to where her Mom was.
"Here's to you Mom, hope you found all the missing pieces...watch over me, please?"
(Scene Switch)
Troy shows up outside house, looks around, hears music but just ignores it. See's all the yellow tape on door and decides to go in backyard and start mowing there first.
Girls hear noise and open up back window to patio and just stare, lusting at Troy's physique, who already has his shirt off.
Heather
"Wow, this is better than I thought...this guy doesn't waste any time gettin to it does he?"
Marcia
These are great seats, too!"
(Scene Switch)
Melinda's House (Bob's girlfriend/ secretary)-3 p.m.
Bob getting ready to leave.
"Hey girl, you sure you don't want to take a ride with me, maybe pick up some groceries?"
Melinda
"Look, I care about you and everything, but I don't want to be scene anywhere near that place!"
Bob
"Okay, I understand, but it wasn't like I was pulling into the front driveway...I'm just parking down the street and walking up..."
He gives Melinda a hug and goes into garage, starts Mustang, pulls up garage door, and leaves, heading to old house.
(Ten minutes later)
Pulling up, parking down the street, and starts walking up, seeing all the yellow tape on front door. He decides to go into the back yard where he encounters Troy. Troy seeing Bob turns off mower and confronts him.
Troy
"How are you Mister Patricks?"
Bob nervously
"Fine Troy, you've heard about Ms. Patrick I presume?"
Troy
"Yes sir, really sorry to hear about your loss!"
(Scene Switch)
Int: Heather's house
Oblivious to Troy talking to her Dad
Playing "He's So fine" by the Sharelles on the stereo, girl's have went back to bar to mix a few more drinks.
Heather
Hey, let's make up a batch of Margaritas!"
Marcia
"Yea, that's what...Tequila and ice, with some of this rim salt...where do you keep rim salt?"
Heather
"I don't know, doesn't really sound like a Margarita...but it's close enough, I think you throw the salt over your arm and suck a lime..."
Marcia
"Yea, the salt over the shoulder is for good luck..."
Heather
"I just hope we don't pass out, this is some strong brew we got going here!"
(Scene Switch)
Bob hears music coming from inside house.
Bob
"Hey Troy...is anybody in there?"
Troy
"I wouldn't know sir, I just walked up and started mowing...haven't seen anybody, the only thing I wanted to ask, is that Ms Patrick would pay me when I was through."
Bob pulls a $20 dollar bill out of pocket
"Something like this?"
Troy
"More like $30 dollars sir, but I'll consider this an advance."
Bob hands him the bill.
"Stay here, I'll be right back!"
Bob walks over to sliding door, slots closed, door locked. He walks around side of house and see's Heather's window out of the frame and leaning against wall. walks over to it, and steps in. Hears music blaring and girl's laughing.
Coming down hall, he confronts Heather who was heading for the bathroom.
Heather
"Daddy, what are you..."
Bob
"Heather, what are you doing?"
Heather
"I don't think your suppose to be here...like ever!"
Bob
"Well, I didn't think I'd ever see you again, excuse me young lady, but have you been drinking, are you into my bar?"
Heather laughing
"Kind of, we were just celebrating Mom's passing, you had heard...she has no pulse now and the police think you did it?"
Panicking, Bob tries grabbing Heather. As she returns with a cheer leading ball bust to the crotch. He doubles over, reaching out and grabbing her leg pulling her toward him, then grabbing her skirt and ripping it it. She kicks his hand.
Marcia comes around the corner unaware of the commotion.
"Heather, I think I found the rim salt...hey what's going on?"
Dropping box of salt, she grabs lit floor light and bashes into Bob's head with the brass light shade. Live filaments of light bulb electrocuting Bob's exposed brain matter, causing searing and smoke. Heather pulls Bob's lifeless, but vibrating hand from her leg.
Marcia just stand in shock trying to figure out what she just did.
Heather walks down hall and turns down stereo and takes a look out sliding door slots to outside patio, while Troy is busy trying to look in the same spot.
They both scare each other and pop back.
She unlocks the sliding door and offers him in.
Heather
"It's my Dad, he's back, I don't know how he got in here, but there he was in the hallway...all I can say, is whatever just happened in there is not good..."
Troy
"Yea, that Cat just gave me $20 dollar and vanished...what's the deal?
Heather
"Come on in till we can figure this out!"
Troy disagreeing
"I'm not interested in getting into your family crap right now...you guys play too rough."
Heather
"Fine, just fine...don't help then, can't you see I'm a girl in need...at least take a look?"
Troy
"I'm sure your always needy, but your family is..."
Grabbing Troy by the arm, she drags him in.
Heather
"Come on, your a big boy, you can do this!"
Walking over to where Marcia is, very drunk, apologizing to Bob's corpse.
Marcia (very drunk)
"Sorry Mister Patrick, didn't mean to bash your head in like that, sorry about the lamp, too!
Heather
"Snap out of it girl...are you okay?"
Marcia
"I've had better days...your Dad is just ignoring me, can't he see I'm pleading for...for forgiveness?"
Troy walks in
"What in the hell did you do to the old man...you guys don't play around huh?"
Heather
"He's dead, but we think he probably ran into a floor lamp...took him down pretty quick..."
Troy looking at lamp
"Well, for one thing, it's still plugged into the wall...might want to unplug it and stop all that sizzling...doesn't this place have circuit breakers...that's like a freak show man!"
Marcia
"Sounds like bacon..."
Troy unplugging light from wall
"Doesn't look like bacon, that's disgusting!"
Heather
"Well, one thing for sure, we can't call the police...I mean nobody's even suppose to be here.
Troy
"Well, I was suppose to be here to mow the yard."
Heather
"Yea, like outside with nature and the wild animals...I've seen what you do...your not bad!"
Marcia
"I can't believe I dropped that whole box of rim salt..."
Troy
"Rim salt, what was that for...to pour in his open wound?"
Marcia
"No, we were thinking about putting some on your rim...long story!"
Troy
"Well, we can't just stand here looking around...we either pick up this mess or split...personally why don't I leave you three here to figure all this out...I mean two, your Dad can't make up his mind on anything right now...sorry Mister Patrick!"
Heather
"Wait just a second please, I've got an idea..."
(Scene Switch)
Heather walking down the sidewalk, finally locates her Dad's Mustang, runs back into open sliding door
Heather
"Okay, look...we've got to get Dad out of here, we just can't leave him here to rot, he'll stink the place up...it will affect the resale value of the house, we must be efficient here."
Marcia
"I owe you for that floor lamp...I make about $150 at the Burger Doodle, so it might take me a while to pay you all the money...
Troy
"Why can't we just roll him into the back yard and bury him?"
Heather
"Because look, he's a big fat man, he's always full of fast food and booze...it's bad for the grass and the top soil!"
Troy
"I could just mow around him him, they do it all the time at the gold courses...setting cutting heights, creative weed whacking, chemical spraying..."
Marcia
"Would you just stop it...we have a body...a big greasy bloody body...partially smoked, yea...now Heather, what's your big idea here?"
Heather
"Ah, does anybody here know how to drive a stick, cause Daddy's car is a stick?"
Troys hand slowly goes up.
"I do!"
Heather
"Great, I now pronounce you man and car, you may now shift her gears."
(1 Hour Later)
Showing Mustang backed all the way up to the back yard fence gate.
Marcia and Heather balancing Bob over top of martini cart, faced down, hands and legs drooping over on each side.
All three heave-ho Bob into passenger seat.
Troy
"You know, for a man this size...this car is too small for him."
Heather pushing powered seat adjuster switch
"Thank goodness for powered seat adjusters...you could never move something this immense."
Heather putting seat belt around Dad, adjust out the strap.
Marcia
"That ought to hold him?"
Heather
"Yea, safety first..."
Marcia
"I don't know about that, but I can't handle that annoying ding, ding, ding..."
Everybody shaking heads.
Troy
"I need to get back here and pick up my mower..."
Heather
"I'm driving my car, just follow me...we'll leave his car at his old office...I doubt they'll be looking for him over there...at least for a while."
Marcia comes from back of house with empty liquor bottle and busted up floor lamp.
Marcia
"We'll leave the empty bottle in the car and throw this pesky light away at the nearest dumpster..."
Heather coming back from behind the house.
"Well, I locked the back slider, cleaned up the blood, and yes...got my clothes, too!"
Marcia
"Cool, even remembered to get your extra clothes...amazing!"
Heather
"Yes, I know...fashion first!"
(Scene Switch)
Pull back showing Bob slumped over steering wheel, with car intentionally crashed in the house, just enough to cause a major dent, keys left in ignition, booze bottle laying on floor, with numerous pain pills strewn about on floor, airbags deployed.
Heather, Marcia, and Troy taking off from old business in Heather's Camry.
Heather
"Who wants pizza...I'm starving?"
(Scene Close)
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