Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions
HEATHER'S FURY (7)
Leather Heather
Katy's Apartment-9 a.m. next day
Two police officers show up to Katy's apartment to hopefully take in Heather without too much incident.
Officer #1
"Heard this girl was a real piece of work?"
Officer #2
For something like this, I'm willing to hogtie her to the roof...one way or another, this girl is coming in!"
Walking up, they ring doorbell to Katy's apartment
(scene switch)
Int. Katy's apartment
Katy and Heather watching Jerry Springer
Katy
"I can't believe where they find these Bimbo's
TV Blaring with Jerry Springer introducing show
"And today ladies and gentlemen, bi-polar asexuals who date themselves...they're coming on the show today to announce they want to break-up!"
Door Bell Rings
Katy
"Are you expecting anyone?"
Heather
"Not here, nobody knows I'm even here except Marcia and...oh no, the cops?"
Katy and Heather both looking out window seeing police cruiser.
Heather
"Wonder what in the hell they want?"
Katy pushes intercom
"Yes, can I help you?"
Officer #1
"Yes, this is Officer Davis, Lakeland Police, we would like to speak to Heather Patricks please...is she there?"
Heather shaking head mouthing "no".
Katy pushes the intercom button
"Yes, I think she's in the shower, hold on one second!"
Heather
Why'd you tell them that...are you crazy?"
Katy
"What are you worried about, look girl...they'll find you eventually no matter what it's about, and I'm, as in me...am not getting charged for harboring a fugitive, understand?"
Heather
"Fugitive...from what?"
Katy
They've either got something to tell you or something they want from you!"
Katy pushes door open solenoid.
Officer's come up stairs with guns drawn, knock on door.
Katy opens door, Officer's peer in.
Officer #1
"Good morning Heather, how are we doing today?"
Heather
"About as well as I can...hey, did you guys ever find the football rapists?"
Officer #2
"Well Mam, unfortunately, that's not what we're here for...ah we have an arrest warrant concerning the murder of your father, would you please come along with us please?"
Heather
"What makes you think I did anything?"
Officer #1
"Without going into too much detail, we found quite a bit of evidence linking you to the crime, and frankly we can't discuss much else...you need to talk to the judge for any particulars, and whatever bonding he might approve..."
Heather looking frustrated
"Well, I don't know what your talking about...like fingerprints and stuff, I mean...I did live there, my fingerprints are all over the place, they're everywhere!"
Officer #2
"No Mam, these were fresh fingerprints which fit the timeline for when this crime was committed...now please, come with us!"
Heather
"Yea, yea...just pick on Heather...never knew they're was a due date on fingerprints...I think all you guys are crazy!"
Officer #1
"Well Miss Patricks, I'm sorry you feel this way, but I'm going to read you your rights, and then we're going to handcuff you, and take you downtown, do you understand?"
Heather
"Hand cuff me, screw that...I know what you guys do to your prisoners...yea, let's have our way with Heather...let's do her, huh...look...screw all that!"
With that Heather jumps up and runs out barefooted out front door in shorts and a t-shirt.
Both officer's just staring at each other.
Officer #1
"Frisky little thing..."
Officer #2
"Come on, let's bring her in!"
As they start chasing her, Officer #1 says
"I knew this wasn't gonna be a cakewalk..."
Heather now at a full sprint, decides to cut through neighbors yard, slips on some dog poo, she rolls over into bushes. The cops quickly pick her up, hand cuff her, and take her to the station.
(Scene Switch)
Lakeland Police Department-Prisoner Intake
As they are just finishing booking Heather in, they place her in a holding room with several other girls, and oddly enough Marcia, who was picked up earlier that morning.
Heather and Marcia spot each other, run over and embrace.
Heather
"Wow, like the party's over huh?"
Marcia
"I didn't even know there was a party..."
Heather looking down
"Gee's what happened to your toes?"
Marcia
"Was painting my toenails, when Mom got all pissed off and let the vultures in, chaining me up like some animal, spilled paint all over...kinda looks like foot rot huh?"
Heather
Might start a trend, just paint the whole toe...hey, why not the whole foot?"
Marcia crying
"Man, I don't want to go to prison, use'd as a sex slave, sticking brooms and crap up my holes, having to miss America's Got Talent!"
Heather
"I'm sure they'll let you watch TV in prison...but probably for favors...but this is all a sham...they just got bored and wanted to pin this on someone, hey...we were easy, let's pick on the children...adults are such sicko's!"
Marcia
"I heard that they even picked up Troy this morning, supposedly interrogating him right now!"
Heather
"Hope they're not water boarding him or spanking his balls with a belt, he won't survive cruel treatment...he'll fold, he'll squeal like a pig, he'll tell them any freaking thing they want to hear!"
Marcia
"Your really sick Heather, they don't really do that do they?"
Heather
"Yea, why don't you go and ask Dick Cheney how he feels about it...he just Loves shooting people up with LSD and then he threatens to set your dog on fire if you don't talk...remember Amy from down the street...when she wouldn't admit to shoplifting someone told me they made a coat out of her Poodle "Max"...she ended up moving to Detroit."
Marcia
"Why Detroit?"
Heather
"Nobody will find you there, it's so desolate and lonely, it's the last place the cops look for anyone anymore...but you know...when they torture you like that, you'll admit to anything!"
Marcia
"Yea, I heard houses are like $20 and you can buy whole streets for like a c-note...simply pitiful!"
(Scene Switch)
Lakeland Police Department-Interrogation Room
Detective Martin and Detective Barns going over particulars with Troy.
Detective Martin
"Okay Troy, let's try going over this one more time...you had just come over there to mow the yard for the Patrick's is that right?"
Troy
"Yes Mam, once a week for $30...trim, sweep, whatever had to be done."
Martin
"And you had no clue the girls were in the house?"
Troy
"How could I, the house was all plastered up with Police tape...looked so abandoned, the last thing going through my mind, other than kinda wondering who was going to pay me!"
Martin
"So, you were cutting the grass...then what happened?"
Troy
Mister Patricks shows up in the back yard, like to scared the crap out of me, we talked for a second, handed me a twenty and said he'd be back...walked over to the side of the house...didn't think much of it...just went back to cutting the yard...then the next thing I know, heard a bunch of yelling, turned off the mower...tried looking in, and Heather was looking out, we jumped back, she slid the back door open, and pulled me in saying that she had a problem."
Martin
"So, at this point did you ever see Mister Patricks again, did he come out or anything?"
Troy
"No, the next time I saw Mister Patricks, he was laying in the hallway, all beat up, floor lamp gashed into his head, still plugged into the firewall!"
Martin
"What could you tell had happened, what was going through your mind?"
Troy
"Was wondering why the circuit breaker hadn't tripped...I mean, the guy was smoldering good, really sucking up the juice!"
Martin
"So after that?"
Troy
"Oh, I don't know...the girls were drunk, Heather went down the street and found her Dad's car, and I was the only one who drove stick, so we loaded him in the car, drove over to his office I guess, and Heather wanted me to sort of crunch it into the building setting off the air bags...then we just left the in Heather's car..."
Martin
"Anything else you can remember?"
Troy
"Yeh, went over to the Pizzeria after that, man...those girls can eat like pigs...they ate a whole jumbo supreme in about 10 minutes!"
Martin
"And you?"
Troy
"I just had a milk shake, my stomach was all tied up in knots!"
Martin
"Thank you Troy, I think that will be all..."
Troy getting up chained and handcuffed
"Look...I don't want to turn gay, please don't let them rape me?"
Martin
"I understand, we'll make note of that...
Scene Close
Officer #1
"Well Miss Patricks, I'm sorry you feel this way, but I'm going to read you your rights, and then we're going to handcuff you, and take you downtown, do you understand?"
Heather
"Hand cuff me, screw that...I know what you guys do to your prisoners...yea, let's have our way with Heather...let's do her, huh...look...screw all that!"
With that Heather jumps up and runs out barefooted out front door in shorts and a t-shirt.
Both officer's just staring at each other.
Officer #1
"Frisky little thing..."
Officer #2
"Come on, let's bring her in!"
As they start chasing her, Officer #1 says
"I knew this wasn't gonna be a cakewalk..."
Heather now at a full sprint, decides to cut through neighbors yard, slips on some dog poo, she rolls over into bushes. The cops quickly pick her up, hand cuff her, and take her to the station.
(Scene Switch)
Lakeland Police Department-Prisoner Intake
As they are just finishing booking Heather in, they place her in a holding room with several other girls, and oddly enough Marcia, who was picked up earlier that morning.
Heather and Marcia spot each other, run over and embrace.
Heather
"Wow, like the party's over huh?"
Marcia
"I didn't even know there was a party..."
Heather looking down
"Gee's what happened to your toes?"
Marcia
"Was painting my toenails, when Mom got all pissed off and let the vultures in, chaining me up like some animal, spilled paint all over...kinda looks like foot rot huh?"
Heather
Might start a trend, just paint the whole toe...hey, why not the whole foot?"
Marcia crying
"Man, I don't want to go to prison, use'd as a sex slave, sticking brooms and crap up my holes, having to miss America's Got Talent!"
Heather
"I'm sure they'll let you watch TV in prison...but probably for favors...but this is all a sham...they just got bored and wanted to pin this on someone, hey...we were easy, let's pick on the children...adults are such sicko's!"
Marcia
"I heard that they even picked up Troy this morning, supposedly interrogating him right now!"
Heather
"Hope they're not water boarding him or spanking his balls with a belt, he won't survive cruel treatment...he'll fold, he'll squeal like a pig, he'll tell them any freaking thing they want to hear!"
Marcia
"Your really sick Heather, they don't really do that do they?"
Heather
"Yea, why don't you go and ask Dick Cheney how he feels about it...he just Loves shooting people up with LSD and then he threatens to set your dog on fire if you don't talk...remember Amy from down the street...when she wouldn't admit to shoplifting someone told me they made a coat out of her Poodle "Max"...she ended up moving to Detroit."
Marcia
"Why Detroit?"
Heather
"Nobody will find you there, it's so desolate and lonely, it's the last place the cops look for anyone anymore...but you know...when they torture you like that, you'll admit to anything!"
Marcia
"Yea, I heard houses are like $20 and you can buy whole streets for like a c-note...simply pitiful!"
(Scene Switch)
Lakeland Police Department-Interrogation Room
Detective Martin and Detective Barns going over particulars with Troy.
Detective Martin
"Okay Troy, let's try going over this one more time...you had just come over there to mow the yard for the Patrick's is that right?"
Troy
"Yes Mam, once a week for $30...trim, sweep, whatever had to be done."
Martin
"And you had no clue the girls were in the house?"
Troy
"How could I, the house was all plastered up with Police tape...looked so abandoned, the last thing going through my mind, other than kinda wondering who was going to pay me!"
Martin
"So, you were cutting the grass...then what happened?"
Troy
Mister Patricks shows up in the back yard, like to scared the crap out of me, we talked for a second, handed me a twenty and said he'd be back...walked over to the side of the house...didn't think much of it...just went back to cutting the yard...then the next thing I know, heard a bunch of yelling, turned off the mower...tried looking in, and Heather was looking out, we jumped back, she slid the back door open, and pulled me in saying that she had a problem."
Martin
"So, at this point did you ever see Mister Patricks again, did he come out or anything?"
Troy
"No, the next time I saw Mister Patricks, he was laying in the hallway, all beat up, floor lamp gashed into his head, still plugged into the firewall!"
Martin
"What could you tell had happened, what was going through your mind?"
Troy
"Was wondering why the circuit breaker hadn't tripped...I mean, the guy was smoldering good, really sucking up the juice!"
Martin
"So after that?"
Troy
"Oh, I don't know...the girls were drunk, Heather went down the street and found her Dad's car, and I was the only one who drove stick, so we loaded him in the car, drove over to his office I guess, and Heather wanted me to sort of crunch it into the building setting off the air bags...then we just left the in Heather's car..."
Martin
"Anything else you can remember?"
Troy
"Yeh, went over to the Pizzeria after that, man...those girls can eat like pigs...they ate a whole jumbo supreme in about 10 minutes!"
Martin
"And you?"
Troy
"I just had a milk shake, my stomach was all tied up in knots!"
Martin
"Thank you Troy, I think that will be all..."
Troy getting up chained and handcuffed
"Look...I don't want to turn gay, please don't let them rape me?"
Martin
"I understand, we'll make note of that...
Scene Close
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