"Four Women Together" Part 3

megan
I picked them myself, out in the High Desert.

Sarah picks up a Mushroom, examines it.

Sarah
How many each?

megan
I think one and a half a will do the
trick.

int. the big bathroom - night

Theresa kneels, Pukes into the Toilet, Giggles between
'heaves', Gretchen on the floor next to her, smiling.

int. the living room - night

Sarah sits, eyes closed, in a Lotus Position, while Megan
kneels behind her, massaging her neck and shoulders.

Sarah
Mmm, this is total heaven.

Megan moves around, puts her arms across Sarah's chest.

megan
Lean your head forward, let it go limp.

Sarah drops her head forward limply. Megan works her neck.

Sarah
Oh, my God, you've got such great hands.

megan
One of these days, I'll give you a full
body massage. With warm oil.

Sarah lifts her head, looks Megan in the eyes.

Sarah
(soft)
What kind of oil?

megan
Almond oil. It lubricates the skin.

Sarah
It sounds wonderful.

megan
It will take a couple of hours.
(smiles)
I do deep work.

They look like they want to kiss, but are not sure. The
SOUND of HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER is heard. Sarah and Megan
start to Giggle in spite of themselves.

Sarah
Shit.

megan
It sounds like fucking Hyenas.

Sarah
I've got to check this out.

She gives Megan a quick kiss on the lips, smiles.

Sarah
I want that massage, honey.

Sarah gets up and exits. Megan, looking happy, stands and
follows.

int. the big bathroom - night

Gretchen and Theresa on the floor, 'totally fucking gone',
laughing like maniacs. Tears pour down their cheeks. When
Sarah enters, they start laughing harder. Sarah is trying
to keep a straight face.

Sarah
What the fuck are you two goons laughing at?

Gretchen and Theresa try to 'pull it together', dissolve
into laughter again. Megan enters.

megan
(to Sarah)
What's the joke?

Sarah
Beats me.

Gretchen and Theresa suppress their laughter, look at Sarah
with forced seriousness.

gretchen/theresa
(doing a 'perfect Sarah')
Hello? Brain Dead!

They collapse back into hysterical laughter. Sarah is
stunned for a moment, then starts laughing so hard she
can't breath. Megan has a 'Giggling fit'.

int. the living room - night

SOUND of HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER ECHOES through the house.

cut to:

SOUND of LAUGHTER FADES into B/G. The Living Room is illu-
minated only by Candles. The Women kneel in a circle, eyes
closed, holding hands. They Sway and Chant.

all
With our Sister's hearts we trust,
Guardian Spirits come to us.
With our Sister's hearts we trust,
Guardian Spirits come to us.

Suddenly, the SOUND of RAIN BEATING on the ROOF is heard.
The Women open their eyes, but keep Chanting.

all
With our Sister's hearts we trust,
Guardian Spirits come to us.

SOUND of RAIN gets LOUDER. They look up, and at each other,
smile.

all
With our Sister's hearts we trust,
Guardian Spirits come to us.

The VAGUE FLASH of DISTANT LIGHTNING BRIGHTENS the room,
followed by the "ROLLING" SOUND of THUNDER FAR AWAY.

all
With our Sister's hearts we trust,
Guardian Spirits come to us.

A CLOSER FLASH of LIGHTNING, a LOUDER "ROLL" of THUNDER.

all
With our sister's hearts we trust,
Guardian Spirits come to us.
With our sister's heart-

A BLINDING FLASH of LIGHTNING fills the room, a DEAFENING
CRASH of THUNDER shakes the house. SOUND of CAR ALARMS
going off outside. Gretchen looks serious. Theresa and
Megan seem 'freaked out'.

Sarah
(grins)
Holy shit! That was so fucking rad!

LIGHTNING FLASHES and THUNDER CRASHES again, Loud, but not
as close.

theresa
Did we do that?

Sarah
(smiling)
Dude, we totally did that!

theresa
Fuck, man. This is too intense for me. I'm
going to hide under my blankets.
(gets up)
Good night, girls. It's been freaky.

She exits. Megan, looking pale, watches her go.

megan
Yeah, I'm pretty freaked out, too.

gretchen
Maybe we should all go to bed. It's been
an intense few days.

Sarah looks 'bummed'.

int. sarah's bedroom - night

Sarah lays in Bed, lights off, staring at the ceiling. It's
still RAINING HARD. The door opens, and Theresa sticks her
head it.

theresa
I'm freaking out.

Sarah
(pats the Bed)
Come on.

Theresa comes in, closes the Door, slips into Bed next to
Sarah. Sarah puts her arms around her.

Sarah
(warmly)
You can stay as long as you like.

SOUND of THUNDER. Theresa jumps a little. Sarah hugs her,
kisses her forehead.

Sarah
It's okay.

theresa
(smiles shyly)
Thunder has scared me since I was a little
girl. It always made me feel like God was
angry.

Sarah
I grew up out in the desert, so I could
see the lightning, and hear the thunder
coming from far off. The sharp gold flash-
ing against grey and purple clouds. It always
looked so beautiful that it never occurred
to me to be scared. I knew that it was danger-
ous, but, I guess that just got me excited.
And I love the rain.

Theresa
(looks at her tenderly)
You know, you're pretty special.

Sarah
(quiet)
Thanks.

They look into each other's eyes.

theresa
I love you, Sarah.

Sarah
I love you, too.

They kiss lightly, then with passion.

cut to:

Sarah and Theresa, naked and sweaty, kiss deeply. They
writhe passionately against each other, Moaning and
Gasping.

int. the "Italian" hallway - night

Megan stands outside of Sarah's door, listening. MUFFLED
SOUND of MOANING and GASPING. Megan looks 'heart-broken',
begins to Cry. Her hand hovers over the Doorknob, but she
can't touch it.

int. megan's bedroom - night

The Room is dark. Megan, bathed in the Cold Light of her
Television, sits in bed, under the covers. She stares
blankly at the screen.

ON THE SCREEN: SARAH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT: C/U of Sarah
and Jessica on the Bed, Naked. Sarah is half on top of Jessica,
who has a 'well laid' look.

jessica
That was fucking incredible.


Sarah smiles, reaches across Jessica to her Sidetable,
takes a large Black Vibrator out of the Sidetable Drawer.

Sarah
We're not done yet.

jessica
(grinning)
You are such a slut.

Sarah
(smiles widely)
I'm a total fucking slut, you little bitch.
And you love every fucking second of it.

The Vibrator Buzzes as Sarah turns it on. They lock eyes as
Sarah slowly runs the Vibrator down Jessica's body, and OUT
of FRAME. Jessica Gasps, draws her breath sharply, arches
her back. Sarah smiles wickedly, kisses Jessica deeply.

Megan stares blankly at the screen. Her hand works rapidly
under the covers.

jessica (o.s.)
..Ooh, God!..Ooh!
(gasps)
..Unng!..

int. the living room - day

Sarah strikes a 'heroic pose' in the middle of the room.
She's naked from the waist, wears a Rope and a Dish Towel
as a loincloth 'Tarzan style', a Leather Belt diagonally
across her chest, a Fencing Sword hung on it, holds a
Broomhandle as a 'spear'. Theresa in her "Lucky Smock",
is Painting a Portrait of Sarah as a Tattooed Amazon Angel,
with Broad White Wings, standing on the Edge of a Cliff
looking at an Army Marching upon the Plain below. Megan
enters, looks a little surprised, realizes what's going on.

Sarah
(smiling)
Check it out.

Megan looks at the Painting, amazed.

Sarah
Isn't it awesome?

megan
(somewhat awed)
I..It's beautiful.

theresa
And you're next.
megan
What?

theresa
I'm painting you next.

Sarah
This is going to be so fucking rad. Our
own portrait gallery.

theresa
Hey! Stand still.

Sarah 'snaps back to her pose'.

Sarah
(mock serious)
Yes, Ma'am.

theresa
That's better.

Megan smiles weakly.

ext. the house - night

Megan comes out the Front Door 'dressed to intimidate', a
'hot' Black Mini-Dress, Pointed-Toed Combat Boots, etc.
She walks swiftly down the Walkway.

int. megan's car - night

She plops down behind the wheel, goes through her Bag,
retrieves a Pack of Cigarettes, lights one, takes a big
drag, exhales deeply, sighs, starts the Car.

int. club - night

It's a funky little Hollywood watering hole. Megan stands
at the Bar with a beer and a cigarette, looks mean and
miserable. A couple of GUYS, 20's, 'check her out', then
seem to change their minds. She see someone, smiles. SUZY
RAY, 30, attractive, but 'burnt out', comes up to Megan,
smiles. They hug.

suzy
God, it's been a long fucking time, honey.
How are you doing?

megan
Can't complain. Job's cool. Nice place to
live. I'm okay I guess. What about you,
Suzy? How's the band going?

Suzy
(laughs humorlessly)
Band's gone, done, finished.

megan
What happened?

suzy
Janet got pregnant, moved..I don't know,
over the hill, or something. Coco OD'ed
last summer. And Lupe, she..
(little laugh)
Her boyfriend, he beat her to death with
a tire iron.

Suzy stares off into Smoke and Rock n' Roll, then looks
back at Megan.

suzy
You got another ciggy?

Megan
(hands her the pack)
Keep it.

Suzy makes a 'grateful face', lights a cigarette, takes a
drag.

suzy
Man, I was dying for one of these.
(looks at Megan seriously)
You said..ahh..You could help me out?

megan
I want to score some 'meth'.

suzy
(nodding)
That's doable.

megan
And there's a couple of hundred in it for
you.

Suzy's eyebrows go up.

megan
I want to deal direct.

suzy
Make it three, and I'm there.

Megan smiles, puts out her hand. They shake.

megan
Deal.

suzy
Cool.

cut to:

Suzy is on a Pay phone by the bathroom. Whoever she's talk-
king to is giving her a hard time.

suzy
Come on, man. I'm not going to fuck with..
(pause)
Yeah, I've known her for years! She used
to write songs for my band.
(pause)
No. She's a record exec.
(smiles, rolls her eyes)
No, she's not cute.
(smirks)
She's fucking gorgeous. Probably the most
beautiful woman I know, the bitch.
(pause)
Yeah, well don't get your hopes up. She's
a full on, psycho-bitch, control freak.
(sneers)
Right, just your type. Look..
(she's 'had it')
Look, are we fucking doing this, or what?
(pause)
Right. Half an hour.

She hangs up, sighs deeply.

int. apartment building stairwell - night

The Building has see better days. Megan and Suzy climb
stairs, Megan rather more easily.

int. apartment building hallway - night

The Hallway is dingy, has some "tags", a few burnt out
Bulbs. The climb has almost killed Suzy.

suzy
(gasping)
Fuck!
(turns to Megan)
Now, I got to let you know that Alan is..
a little psycho.

megan
I'm a big girl.

suzy
Whatever.

They stop in front of the Apartment Door. Suzy knocks.

man's voice (o.s.)
(through Door)
Who is it?

suzy
Hey, Alan, it's Suzy.

SOUND of LOCKS UNLOCKING. The Door opens, revealing ALAN
STEADMAN, 30, tall, handsome, Shaved Head, 'cruel eyes'.
He ignores Suzy, looks at Megan intensely.

Alan
Come in.

int. alan's apartment - night

It's a 'bachelor': neat, clean, extremely "Spartan". Some
Amps, a couple of Bass Guitars are off to one side. In the
middle of the Room, a Card Table, some Folding Chairs. On
the Table, several Glass Vials filled with White Powder, a
small Mirror, a Razor Blade and a Straw. Alan pulls out a
Chair for Megan. She smiles, sits. This 'floors' Suzy. He
doesn't do this for her, just sits down. After a beat, she
grabs her own chair, sits, a little miffed. Alan and Megan
are totally focused on each other.

Alan
(indicating the Vials)
I believe this is what you're looking for.

Megan picks a Vial, dumps some powder on the Mirror. She
wets a fingertip, takes a 'taste', nods approvingly.

cut to:

Megan snorts a small "line", sits back, lets it 'settle
in'.

megan
(smiles, eyes 'sparkle')
That's the shit.

cut to:

Megan peels three Bills off a roll of Hundreds, hands them
to Suzy.
megan
Thanks.

Suzy looks at her expectantly.
megan
(indicating the Vials)
Take two.

Suzy smiles broadly, takes two Vials, stands.

suzy
Have fun, kids.

She heads for the door.
cut to:

Alan silently counts out Hundreds. Megan watches him. He
finishes, smiles at her.

megan
Do you have any works?

Alan
I have lots of pre-packaged disposables.

megan
(makes a face)
That's all?

Alan
(smiles slyly)
Actually, no.

cut to:

Alan places a small Leather Carrying Case on the Table.
Megan looks at him questioningly.

Alan
Open it.

She picks it up, unzips it. It folds open to reveal a
"professional set" of Syringes and Needle Points. They
Shine Brightly.

Megan
(mesmerized)
Oh, my God, these are beautiful.

Alan
They're yours.

Megan
(looks at him sharply)
What?

Alan
They were a trade. And I've never used
them. Seems a shame to let them go to waste.
This mollifies her. She takes out one of the Needle Points,
the biggest one, handles it like a fine jewel.

Alan
That's a pretty big spike.

megan
(smiles coyly)
I like them big.

cut to:

C/U: POT of BOILING WATER on a HOT PLATE. Alan retrieves
a Syringe with a Pair of Tongs.

cut to:

C/U: COTTONBALL in a bent Table Spoon, the Needle Point in
the Cottonball. Liquid is drawn into the Syringe.

cut to:

Alan taps the full Syringe with his forefinger, places it
in front of Megan. She has already 'tied off', looks at the
Syringe as if it were 'a million miles away'.

megan
Have you ever loved someone so totally and
completely that wanting to be with them
seemed..perfectly natural? But..but alth-
ough this person loved you, would even be
your lover, she..they could never stay,
would always have to move on to someone
else.
(looks at Alan)
Has that ever happened to you?

Alan
I don't fall in love.

megan
(laughs a little laugh)
I don't know if that's a blessing, or a
tragedy.

Alan
It's too early to tell.

megan
Yeah.

She picks up the Syringe. Tenderly, she slides the Needle
into her skin, sighs contentedly. C/U: the Syringe, a
little Blood swirls into the clear liquid. The Plunger mo-
ves forward a little bit, back again, more Blood swirls in.
cut to:

Alan finishes a cigarette, stubs it out. He watches Megan,
who still 'works' the Syringe. It's almost empty.

Alan
You like pain, don't you?

megan
(looks at him intensely)
What makes you say that?

Alan
(indicates the Syringe)
The way you've been fucking your arm with
that needle for the last fifteen minutes.

She shoots the last little bit, pulls the Needle. She
lights a cigarette.

megan
(looks at him, eyes 'like stone')
I suppose it depends on my mood.

He leans forward, grabs her nipple through her dress with
his thumb and forefinger.

megan
(smiles coyly)
Nice aim.

His knuckles whiten as he squeezes hard. Megan draws a
breath sharply, her eyes flutter, starts to make short
gasping breaths. Alan smiles nastily, slowly twists. She
starts to tremble.

Alan
You're a dirty little girl, aren't you?

She looks at him like a 'lost child'.

megan
(small)
What?

Alan
I bet your pussy's wet.

She twitches visibly. In a single fluid motion, he grabs
her hair, slides forward, takes them both to the floor,
kisses her deeply. She responds with passion. He puts his
hand up her Dress. She Groans.

Alan
You like pain, don't you?

Her expression is a mix of fear and lust.

megan
(husky)
Yes.

cut to:

Megan stands against the wall, naked, her wrists tied with
a Rope that's looped through a Hook up near the ceiling.
She leans on the wall, sticks her ass out. Alan, in Black
Briefs, hits her across the ass with a Bamboo Cane, hard.
She Moans, but keeps her ass stuck out.

cut to:

Alan has her pinned to the wall, is fucking her savagely.
He doesn't even seem to know she's human. Eyes closed, her
face doesn't seem human either. She opens her eyes, smiles
'dreamily'. A Woman's Hand gently strokes her cheek.

MEGAN's P.O.V.: A 'glowing' Sarah smiles lovingly, mouths
the words "I love you", kisses Megan with tender passion.

cut to:

Alan fucks Megan savagely up against the wall.

ext. the house - day

Megan, in her Japanese Robe, sits on the Steps in front of
the frontdoor, drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette. She
looks like hell, but seems calm.

gretchen (o.s.)
Hello, stranger.

Megan looks around to see Gretchen standing behind her.

Megan
(smiles)
Hello, yourself.

Gretchen sits next to her, looks at the cigarette.

megan
Yeah, I know.

gretchen
How long?

megan
'Bout a week, I guess.

Gretchen
(shrugs, smiles)
If at first you don't succeed..

megan
Thanks.
(pause)
Where is everybody?

gretchen
God alone knows. I'm just glad they're
not home at the moment.

megan
Why, what's going on?

gretchen
I hate to gossip, but..
(sighs)
Well, they've been driving me crazy.

megan
Yeah?

gretchen
Okay. Sarah and Theresa have been..God,
I feel like I am tattling.

megan
They've been fighting?

gretchen
No, they've been sleeping together. Actually,
that doesn't quite cover it. They've been
having this totally intense and passionate
lesbian love affair. They're going out dancing
every night to lesbian bars. Fucking all the
time. And all over the house. Jesus, every
time I left my room, I found them..doing..
something! Just a few days ago, they were
in the living room, stark naked, going down
on each other. At two in the afternoon! They
spend hours fucking in the bathtub. Finally,
I put my foot down. I really don't care what
they do, I mean, have fun, knock yourself
out, but, let me have some space, for God's
sake.
(deep sigh)
Sorry. I didn't mean to dump all that shit
on you. It's just that we all have gotten
so close that I really haven't been talking
to anyone else.

Megan puts her arm around Gretchen's shoulder, kisses her
on the cheek, smiles.

megan
One of the dangers of being sisters, I
suppose.

gretchen
Thanks. So, what have you been up to?

megan
I've been seeing someone.

gretchen
Good for you. Is he a nice guy?

Megan
(laughs humorlessly)
No. Not really. But he's what I need right
now.

Gretchen strokes Megan's hair, looks concerned.

gretchen
Are you sure you're alright.

megan
(smiling)
You know what Sarah says: "I'm a big girl,
I can take care of myself."

int. megan's bedroom - day

She picks up her Phone, dials, waits.

megan
Hi, it's me. Listen, that place you were
talking about? Let's do it.
(pause)
How about tonight?
(smiles)
I'm feeling more self destructive than
usual.
(pause)
Okay. And we'll go in my car. I don't trust
your piece of shit.
(pause)
Right. Bye.

She hangs up, stares out the Window.

int. the kitchen - night

Sarah sits at the Table, writing in her Journal. Megan
enters, 'dressed to party'. Sarah looks up, smiles.

Sarah
Hey, girl. Long time, no see.
Megan, comes over to Sarah, gives her a kiss on the cheek.

megan
Hi.

She sits next to Sarah.

Sarah
So, what are you doing?

megan
I'm going away for a few days.

Sarah seems a little disappointed.

megan
It's kind of like a retreat. With this
guy I'm seeing.

Sarah
I was hoping we could spend some time
together.

Megan
(takes Sarah's hands)
When I come back, we'll do something.
Just the two of us.

Sarah
That would be nice.

megan
(big grin)
So, where's Theresa?

Sarah
She's on a date with Bobby.
('understands' Megan's grin, blushes)
Oh, God, you..you know.

megan
I talked to Gretchen.

Sarah
(embarrassed)
Busted.

megan
Hey, we all love each other, so what's
the problem?

Sarah
Oh, Megan, I do love you. Really. That's
not just talk.

megan
(soft)
I know that.

Sarah
Can I get a hug?

megan
Sure.

They stand, hug each other 'for dear life', look in each
other's eyes. Megan strokes Sarah's hair.

megan
When I come back, okay?

Sarah
Promise?

megan
Promise.

They kiss lightly on the lips, look at each other, then
kiss with tender passion. Megan 'breaks' the kiss.

megan
If I don't go now..

Sarah
(small smile)
..You never will.

Megan nods. They let go. Megan heads for the door.

Sarah
Safe trip.

megan
Thanks.

She exits. Sarah sighs, sits down, goes back to her
Journal.

int. megan's car - night

Megan drives along a main street. Tears stream down her
cheeks, as she smokes a cigarette.

ext. country road - night

Megan's car goes down this Road in the 'middle of nowhere'.

int. megan's car - night

Megan drives, Alan is in the passenger seat. He points.

Alan
Turn right up here.

ext. house - night

The House sits out in the middle of flat open countryside.
It looks a little like the "Bates' House". Megan's Car
pulls up in front.

int. megan's car - night

Megan turns off the Car, just looks at the House. Alan
reaches into the back seat, retrieves Megan's Bag, holds
out his hand.

Alan
The keys.

She takes the Keys out of the ignition, hands them over.
He puts them in her Bag.

Alan
Your watch.

She takes her watch off, gives it to him. He puts it in the
Bag.

Alan
Take off your underwear.

She hikes her Dress, pulls her Panties down and off, hands
them over. They go in the Bag. Alan smiles, puts his hand
on her thigh, runs it up into her crotch. She Gasps. He
smiles wider.

int. drawing room - night

Alan leads Megan into a "Victorian Style" Room, all Uphol-
stered Leather and Dark Wood. A HALF A DOZEN MEN, 30's to
40's, handsome, fit, stand, or sit around the Room, all
wearing some combination of Silk, Denim, and Black Leather.
They watch Megan like wolves. Alan brings her to the center
of the Room, steps back.

Alan
Gentlemen, this is Megan.
(sniffs his fingers)
And she was wet before she even got out
of the car.

Surrounded by 'predatory smiles', Megan's eyes 'shine' with
fear and excitement.

int. sarah's bedroom - day

In the Bed, Sarah and Theresa, naked and sweaty, wrapped in
a Sheet, snuggle in each other's arms.

theresa
Mmmm. That was sooo good.

She kisses Sarah on the cheek. They snuggle closer.

Theresa
(looks at Sarah shyly)
I slept with Bobby.

Sarah
It's about time, girl.

theresa
You're not jealous?

Sarah
Not at all. I'm a free spirit. I come and
go as I please.

theresa
(grins)
Mostly come.

They both laugh, then get quiet.

theresa
I think I might be in love with him.

Sarah
He's a good guy.

Theresa
(looks at Sarah seriously)
If I marry him, can I still sleep with you?

Sarah
(kisses Theresa tenderly)
Any time you want.

theresa
You're the best.

She snuggles in Sarah's arms, falls asleep. Sarah looks up
at the ceiling. She seems 'lost'.

int. the living room - day

A Television is set up in front of the Fireplace. ON THE
SCREEN: Theresa in a T-shirt with a Leather Belt, stands
holding a Bow in a 'classical pose', fidgeting.

In the Living Room, Theresa, in her "Lucky Smock" is
painting her own Portrait as "Diana, Goddess of the Hunt".
Sarah sits nearby, reading a Script. She half watches
Theresa.

Sarah
(grins broadly)
Dude, you are your own worst model.

theresa
Fuck, man! Tell me about it.
(laughs)
I'll never complain about fidgety models
again.

SOUND of FRONT DOOR OPENING. After a moment, Megan enters.
She looks like hell: Pale, with a Bruised Cheek, a Swollen
Lip, a nasty Black Eye. She is nervous and jumpy. Sarah and
Theresa are stunned by her appearance.

Sarah
Oh, my God! What happened to you?

Megan
(smiles weakly)
I had an accident. I'm going to go lay down.

Alan enters.

Alan
She fell down a hillside while we were
hiking.

Sarah and Theresa immediately don't like him.

Alan
(smiling)
By the way, I'm Alan.

Sarah
(cold)
Hi.

Theresa just looks at him silently.

Alan
(to Megan)
Come on, let's get you to bed.
(cold smile to Sarah & Theresa)
Nice meeting you.

He half pushes Megan out of the Living Room.

Sarah
Ugh.

theresa
Totally.

int. the kitchen - night

Alan and Megan sit at the Big Table with some food. They
eat in silence. Sarah enters, is startled to see them.
Alan smiles at her. Megan seems 'distracted'.

Alan
Hello.

Sarah basically ignores him, sits by Megan.

Sarah
(soft)
How are you doing?

megan
('childlike')
I'm doing okay.

Alan
I'm going to stay with her for a while.
At least until she can go back to work.

Sarah
(harsh)
We can take care of her just fine, thank
you.

Alan
I don't think I care for the tone-

Sarah
Frankly, I don't give a fuck what you care
for!

Megan starts to cry.

Alan
(tight)
If I were you, I'd watch ...

megan
STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU, JUST STOP IT!

She jumps up, runs out of the room. Alan gets up, sneers at
Sarah, follows Megan. Sarah is livid. After a beat, Theresa
enters.

theresa
What's going on?

Sarah
I think we have a problem.

int. the big bathroom - night

Megan stands in front of the Mirror in her Japanese Robe.
She undoes it, lets it fall to the floor. She is covered
with Bruises and Welts, is Black and Blue from 'head to
toe'. Her expression is bleak. The Door opens. Gretchen
enters, half asleep.

gretchen
Oh, I'm sorry, I..
(really 'sees' Megan, is horrified)
Oh, my God!

Megan grabs her Robe, flees the Bathroom. Gretchen is
speechless.

int. the kitchen - day

The Women (minus Megan) sit at the Big Table, looking glum.
Megan enters, dressed for work, though she seems too wobbly
to go anywhere.

megan
(shaky)
I'm going to work. And I just wanted to
say that I'm alright, and not to worry
about me. Okay?

No one says anything. Then Sarah gets up. Megan steps back,
as if in fear.

Sarah
(looks hurt)
We worry about you because we love you.

Megan
(looks on the verge of tears)
I know. And I'm alright.
(trembling)
I've got to go.

She exits swiftly. The Women look dismayed.

int. sarah's bedroom - day

Sarah, Theresa and Gretchen sit on the Bed.

Sarah
I say we put his ass on the street.

theresa
I second that.

gretchen
What if he won't go?

Sarah
Oh, he'll go. He's a fucking bully. And
when we call his bluff, he'll fold up like
a fucking pup tent.

theresa
How far do we go?

Sarah
(grim)
If I have to, I'll fucking kill him.

theresa
Yeah.

int. the kitchen - day

It's mid-afternoon. Alan sits at the Big Table, drinking
coffee, smoking a cigarette, using a Saucer as an ashtray.
Theresa and Sarah enter, grim faced.

Alan
Good morning.

Theresa sits at the Table, close to him, but not next to
him. Sarah remains standing.

Sarah
It's three in the afternoon. And there's
no smoking in this house.

Alan smirks, takes another puff, then stubs it out.

Sarah
We've decided you're leaving.

Alan
(laughs nastily)
You fucking cunts think you're such hot
shit. I should beat the fuc-AAAAAAHHHHH!

His eyes bulge in pain. Theresa has stabbed his hand with
an Ice Pick. She holds onto it, keeping his hand pinned to
the Table. He growls, reaches for the Ice Pick. Sarah str-
ikes him across the face with 'something'. He is stunned,
with a huge, Bloody Gash on his Cheek. Sarah places the
'something' against his temple: a .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER.
Sarah cocks the hammer back. Alan is scared shitless.

Sarah
(deadly)
Listen up, you sorry sack of dog shit! The
only reason I don't blow your fucking brains
all over this kitchen is cause I'm tired of
cleaning up after assholes with big mouths
and little dicks! You're evicted! Permanently!
I see you around, you're a dead mother fucker!
You got that!?!

Alan
(nods a nervous little nod)
Yeah, yeah. I got it.

Theresa
(sniffs, looks disgusted)
Did you shit your pants?

Alan swallows hard, starts Crying in shame.

Alan
(childlike)
What..what about my stuff?

Sarah
Gretchen!

Gretchen enters holding a large Plastic Garbage bag full of
his 'stuff'.

gretchen
I got everything.

ext. the street - day

Alan starts up his Car. His hand is wrapped with a Blood
Soaked dish towel. He pulls out unsteadily.

On the Walkway, Sarah, Theresa and Gretchen watch quietly.
Sarah has the .38 stuck in her belt.

Alan's car zooms down the block erratically.

Gretchen
(shakes her head)
I think you guys have seen too many
Tarantino movies.

theresa
Hey, that was right out of the Godfather.

Sarah
Fucker's lucky he's not sleeping with the
fishes.

They laugh a little laugh, then sober up.

gretchen
What do we tell Megan?

Sarah
(flat)
He left.

int. the kitchen - night

The Women all sit at the Big Table.

Megan
(panicking)
He didn't say anything?

Sarah
No, he just took his stuff and left.

megan
Fuck! Fuck! I can't believe..Shit!

She jumps up and rushes out of the Kitchen.

theresa
Jesus Christ, man! She's going to fall
apart on us, isn't she?

Sarah
I don't know, but, obviously this was more
than a boyfriend-girlfriend thing.

gretchen
Maybe we overreacted with Alan.

Sarah
Dude, that motherfucker had to go. No if's,
and's or but's about it. I mean, did you
feel safe with him in this house?

gretchen
(sighing)
Yeah, you're right. But I'm still worried
about her.

theresa
And there's probably a lot going on that
we don't know about.

Sarah
I'll go and talk to her.

Sarah gets up and exits.

int. the "Italian" hallway - night

Sarah is outside of Megan's Bedroom door. It's ajar. She
knocks.

Sarah
Megan?

No answer. She pushes the door open. The room looks like it
was ransacked, dresser drawers half open, Clothes strewn
all over, etc.

int. the big bathroom - night

Megan sits on the floor. A Spoon holding a Cottonball lays
on the floor next to her. She has 'tied off', is getting
ready to 'shoot up'. Suddenly, she looks up. Sarah stands
in the Bathroom doorway. She looks as though she doesn't
know whether to cry, or to scream. Megan seems consumed
with shame, fumbles with the Needle. Sarah rushes across
the Bathroom, grabs Megan by the shoulders, hauls her to
her feet. Sarah cries with rage, shakes Megan violently.

Sarah
DON'T YOU FUCKING DO THIS! DON'T YOU
FUCKING DO THIS!

Megan's face is blank. She lets Sarah shake her as if she
was a ragdoll.

Sarah
DON'T YOU FUCKING DO THIS!

Gretchen and Theresa come up behind Sarah, put their arms
around her.

theresa
Hey! Hey! Cool out. Breathe.

Sarah lets go of Megan, starts sobbing piteously.

gretchen
What happened?

Sarah
She's slamming dope in our house! That's
what happened!
(looks at Megan)
I can't..I...

Sarah storms out of the Bathroom. Theresa and Gretchen look
at Megan, who stands there looking like a lost child.

theresa
Is that true?

megan
(small)
Yes.

theresa
Jesus Fucking Christ, girl! What the fuck
are you thinking?

Gretchen puts her hand on Theresa's arm.

gretchen
Why don't you go take care of Sarah?

Theresa seems about to say something, changes her mind.

theresa
Yeah. Good idea.

She turns, exits. Gretchen looks at Megan compassionately.

gretchen
I think, maybe, you should go straighten
up your room, and take some quiet time
for yourself, and we'll all sit down later
and see what we can work out. Okay?

megan
Okay.

She goes to say more, but stops.

gretchen
What?

megan
It's not 'smack'. It's meth.

Gretchen
(smiles ironically)
That really makes a difference?

megan
(childlike)
No.

gretchen
(soft)
Go take care of your room.

int. megan's bedroom - night

Megan sits on the edge of her bed. The room is totally
Neat and Organized. Her expression is bleak.

int. the "Italian" hallway - night

Megan stands outside Sarah's Bedroom door. MUFFLED SOUND of
CRYING. Megan hesitates, then knocks. After a beat, Theresa
opens the Door, looks at Megan questioningly.

megan
I'm going to take a bath.

theresa
Okay.

In B/G, on the Bed, Sarah cries in Gretchen's arms.

theresa
We'll talk later.

She pushes the door closed. Megan stands there, alone.

int. megan's bedroom - night

Megan, on the bed in her Bathrobe, shuffles a Tarot Deck.
She 'cuts' the Deck, picks a Card. It is Death, a Black
Knight with a Skull Face, on a Pale Horse. She touches the
Card gently with her fingertips, as if it were a lover.

int. the big bathroom - night

Very Hot Water runs into the Tub. Steam fills the Room.
Megan is lighting Candles and Incense. A SAD, MOODY ROCK
SONG PLAYS on her Boom Box (and throughout this scene).

cut to:

Only the Candles light the Room. The bathroom mirror is
totally fogged up. Megan wipes a space clear with her hand,
looks at her Reflection, pops a handful of Pills, washes
them down with a Beer.
cut to:

Megan stands before the Tub, which is full of Scalding Hot
Water. The Robe drops off her, she starts to get into the
Water, grimaces, makes little mewling Cries of Pain as she
enters the Water.
cut to:

Megan is fully in the Tub. She holds up an X-acto Knife.
Her expression is 'a million miles away'.

C/U of BLADE CUTTING into her Wrist. Her other Wrist is
already Bleeding.
cut to:

Megan sits in the Tub full of Bloody Water, eyes closed,
her complexion Gray: She is gone. The SAD MOODY ROCK SONG
reaches a CRESCENDO, and the Boom Box shuts off. SOUND of
KNOCKING.

Sarah (o.s.)
Hello? Hello?

The door opens, Sarah enters, sees Megan, Cries out, rushes
to the Tub. She grabs Megan, tries to pull her out.

Sarah
DON'T YOU FUCKING DO THIS TO US! DON'T YOU
DARE FUCKING DO THIS TO US! HELP! HELP ME!

She realizes Megan is dead, collapses by the Tub, half
holding Megan's body.

Sarah
(SOBS hysterically)
You fucking bitch! Why are you doing this
to us? We love you. Why are you doing this?
Why?

Theresa and Gretchen enter at a run.

theresa
(choked)
Oh, no!

gretchen
I'll call Nine-One-One!

She exits. Theresa leans back against the wall, and slides
down to the floor, watches Sarah cry, as Tears stream down
her own cheeks.

int. megan's bedroom - day

Sarah sits on the Bed. She's reading Megan's Journals.

megan (v.o.)
...she tries to be the tough bitch, but,
sometimes I see her heart breaking, and
I just want to hold her, tell her it's
going to be alright. Sarah, Sarah, Sarah.
I love to say her name. My feelings scare
me, but not because she is a woman..

cut to:

Sarah is watching the VCR.

ON THE SCREEN: SARAH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT. Jessica, Stripped
to her Panties, has Sarah, Half Naked, up against the wall.

As Sarah watches this, she begins to cry.

Sarah (o.s.)
(fiercely)
Do it now!

Sarah flinches at these words, covers her mouth.
Sarah
(softly)
Oh, my God.

She cries harder.

Sarah (o.s.)
Ohh, yesss..Fuck!
(gasps)
..Yeah, yeah..

int. sarah's bedroom - night

Sarah sits in Bed, reading one of Megan's journals. It's
RAINING. She sighs, closes the Journal, using the Death
Card as a bookmark. The door opens. Megan enters wearing a
Black T-shirt, looks healthy and very beautiful, though she
seems tentative.

Sarah
(smiles)
I hoped it would be you.

megan
(smiling)
I promised we'd spend some time together
when I came back.

Sarah holds the covers open. Megan slides into the Bed next
to Sarah, who then lowers the covers on her. They embrace,
hold each other.

Sarah
(starts to Cry)
I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.

Megan
(kisses Sarah's forehead, comforts her)
Shh. That pain is over, my love.

Sarah
(smiles through her tears)
I did want to be with you.

megan
(soft)
I know.

Sarah
(a childlike look)
I'll do whatever you want.

Megan
(eyes sparkle)
I know.

Megan runs her hand down Sarah's body. Sarah sighs with
pleasure, Gasps sharply. Megan kisses her with great
passion. Sarah responds forcefully.

int. the big bathroom - night

The Room is full of burning Candles. Sarah and Megan, Naked
and Dead, embrace each other in the Blood Filled Tub.

int. sarah's bedroom - night

Sarah awakes with a start, totally 'freaked out'.

megan (o.s.)
What's the matter, my love?

Sarah looks over at Megan, who lounges naked in the bed
next to her.

Sarah
(sighs with relief)
I had the most awful dream.

Sarah lays down next to Megan, snuggles with her.

Sarah
Let's go somewhere, just the two of us.

megan
I know the perfect place.

Suddenly,the Light of Dawn is coming through the Window.
Megan jumps out of the Bed, extends her hand to Sarah.

megan
C'mon.

Sarah's smiles happily, reaches for Megan's hand.

ext. a cliff top above a beach - day

It is a Bright, Beautiful Day overlooking the Pacific
Ocean. Megan, in Hiking Gear, helps pull Sarah, also in
Hiking Gear, up onto the top of the moderately inclined
Cliff.

cut to:

Sarah and Megan walk along the Edge of the Cliff holding
hands. They seem very happy.

Sarah
This is the most amazingly beautiful day.

megan
At one of my most favorite places.

They smile lovingly at each other.

cut to:

Sarah and Megan sit quietly, side by side, looking out at
the Ocean.

Sarah
This is what I really want. Peace of mind.
(looks at Megan earnestly)
Is this a dream, or a spirit visitation?

Megan
(smiles warmly)
It's both, my love.

Sarah
Good. Because I'm going to tell you some-
thing that I don't even tell myself.
(leans over, kisses Megan quickly,
but quite deeply, smiles)
That will give me the strength to say it.
(looks at Ocean)
I have this dream where I'm some kind of
bird, and yet, I'm myself at the same time.
(looks at Megan)
Does that make sense?

megan
Sure, complete sense. For a dream.

Sarah
So, I'm flying around this huge, stone head,
and this is far away, up in the sky, maybe
heaven, or some other dimension. And this
huge stone head is in darkness, or is made
of black stone, I'm not sure which. But,
I'm flying around and around, asking it,
or Him, really, asking Him: "Why?". I ask:
"Why?", over and over. And it seems like
I'm doing this for thousands of years. And
then, finally, one..morning, I guess, it's
as if the sun rises somehow, and his face
is..is bathed in sunshine and becomes..not
human, but, alive, you know, flesh and blood.
And his skin shines so brightly it hurts my
eyes. And then, his eyes open, and he starts
to speak. Big, booming words, like atomic
bombs going off, blasting me out of the sky.
He's not yelling, it's just his voice. You
know, "His Voice". But, it's what He's saying
that hits me the hardest. He's telling me
I'm supposed to do something great, some-
thing that changes the world, and, I must
do it, I have no choice. If I don't...

megan
Yeah?

Sarah
If I don't, I will be destroyed.
(pause)
It feels like this.."thing" has pursued me
my whole life, or at least since I first
had that dream.

megan
How old were you?

Sarah
Fourteen.

They sit quietly.

Sarah
It's not that I don't want to do something
great, I just don't know if I can. Or, if
I want to pay the price.

megan
Which is?

Sarah
Being alone. It's like there's no room in
my life for anything but the "greatness",
that it's going to be so big that it pushes
out everything, and everyone, else.

megan
Like Marilyn?

Sarah
(laughs ironically)
Yeah, like Marilyn.

After a beat, Megan stands.

megan
C'mon. I want to show you something.

cut to:

It is close to Dusk. Sarah and Megan approach a LARGE,
BEAUITFUL HOUSE overlooking the Ocean. There seems to be
a 'low key party' in progress. They walk up to a Sliding
Glass Door. Megan opens it. SOUND of "COOL JAZZ" drifts
out.

megan
Go on in.

Sarah hesitates a beat, then proceeds.

int. living room - night

As Sarah comes through the other side of the Door, she is
now wearing a simple, but elegant Long Evening Dress. Megan
follows her in, similarly attired. The Room is a large,
elegant space. The Walls are covered with Paintings and
Photos, and a number of "Realist Type" Sculptures are
placed around the Room. A FEW DOZEN MEN and WOMEN, 20's
to 50's, all very Attractive and Well Dressed, stand or sit
throughout the Room, talking and drinking. They all begin
to look at Sarah. They smile warmly, many of them nodding
slightly, as if they know her. As Megan leads her into the
Room, Sarah returns the smiles a bit uncertainly. Then she
begins to look at the Artwork, stops her in her tracks,
"wide-eyed". All the Paintings, Photos, Sculptures, are
Representations of Sarah. Stunned, she turns to Megan.

Sarah
Who's house is this?

Megan
(smiles brightly)
It's our house.

Sarah looks at her in shock. Suddenly, a GORGEOUS YOUNG
MAN, 20's, wearing a White "Servers" Jacket, presents them
with a Silver Tray full of Martinis. He smiles at Sarah
with just a hint of coyness.

male server
A drink, mistress?

Sarah looks at him blankly, then gives him a distracted
smile, takes a Martini. Megan takes one also.

Sarah
Thank you.

Male Server
(bows slightly)
It is my pleasure to serve, mistress.

He looks at Megan, who nods. He then moves on to the other
guests. Sarah watches him go, seems about to speak when a
GORGEOUS YOUNG WOMAN, 20's, in a White "Servers" Jacket,
approaches with a Silver Tray full of Canapes. She smiles
at Sarah with just a hint of coyness.

female server
Canapes, mistress? They're caviar.

Sarah
(looks a little overwhelmed)
No, thank you.

The Female Server seems disappointed. She looks at Megan.

megan
(smiling)
I'll take one.

The Female Server smiles again. Megan takes a Canape.

Female Server
(bows slightly)
It is my pleasure to serve, mistress.

She then moves on to the other guests, all of whom watch
Sarah either directly, or covertly.

Sarah
What the fuck is going on in this place?

megan
It's a universe where everyone loves you.
All of us.

Sarah
(starts to 'freak')
Dude, this is way too fucking intense.

Megan
(takes Sarah by the arm)
C'mon, I want to show you something.

She guides Sarah towards a Door across the Room.

int. master bedroom - night

The Room is Darkened. After a beat, the Door opens and
light pours in. Megan and Sarah enter. Megan closes the
door, turns on the light. The Room is Big, with Plush
Carpeting and Wall Sconces, but the "centerpiece" is a Huge
Painting of Sarah as a "Golden Goddess" that hangs above
the head of a Large Bed. Sarah regards it with amazement.

Sarah
Oh-My-Fucking-God!

megan
Isn't it beautiful?

Sarah looks back at Megan "dumb-founded".

megan
You see, this is what you've always wanted.
Total love. Everywhere you go, everyone you
meet. What ever dream you want, I can give
it to you here. Just let go and we'll be
together, forever.
Sarah
Let go?

megan
Yes, let go. Let go of your old life, the
pain and fear and disappointment. Let go
and be with me. With us.

Suddenly, the Male and Female Servers are there, wearing
only Black Bikini Briefs. They approach and kneel worship-
fully before Sarah.

servers
It is our pleasure to serve you, mistress.

The Door into the Living Room opens, revealing all the
Guests gathered by it. They regard Sarah lovingly.

male guest
We only wish to please you.

All the other chime in.

all
Yes.-We love you.-Be with us.-Let go.

Sarah rushes to the Door, slams it shut, turns to Megan.

Sarah
(enraged)
This isn't love! This is fucking blood
sucking!

Sarah stalks toward Megan and the Servers, who now stand.

Sarah
You don't love me. You just want to feed
off of me. I know this shit, I've had it
all my life, and I don't want it!

Megan and the Servers smile serenely at her, but their EYES
have turned TOTALLY BLACK.

megan
You're wrong. We only want to love you.

Sarah appears on the verge of violence.

Sarah
I DON'T WANT THIS!! YOU'RE ALL JUST FUCKING
VAMPIRES!

Megan and the Servers advance toward Sarah.

megan/servers
(calmly)
Just let go. Just let go.

The Bedroom Door opens and the Guests begin to enter.

all
(rhythmically)
..Just let go..just let go..just let go..
just let go...

Sarah backs up towards another Door across the Bedroom,
then turns and runs for it.

all
..Just let go..

int. the big bathroom - night

The Door opens, Sarah bursts into the Room, slams the Door
shut, leans against it, breathing heavily. Then she real-
izes where she is.

Sarah
(softly)
Oh, fuck.

The Room is Full of Burning Candles. The Tub is filled with
Blood. As Sarah approaches the Tub, the Surface begins to
Bubble. Suddenly, Megan's head emerges from the Blood.
Sarah backs away, as Megan raises up out of the Tub, Naked
and Bruised. Sarah backs up against a Wall. Megan 'floats'
across the Room towards Sarah, dripping Blood, her EYES
BLACK.

megan
(demonic)
I died for you..

Sarah seems paralyzed as Megan 'drifts' up against her,
face to face.

megan
(demonic)
..and now you're mine.

Megan kisses Sarah deeply, smearing Blood all over her.

int. theresa's bedroom - night

Theresa sits in her Bed, smoking a Cigarette, staring off
into space. The SOUND of an AWFUL SCREAM makes her Jump.

int. sarah's bedroom - night

Sarah is Thrashing about in her bed Screaming Insanely.
Theresa and Gretchen rush into the Room and comfort her.

Sarah
(hysterical)
IT'S NOT MY FAULT! I DIDN'T KILL HER! I'M
SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT ANYONE! I'M
SORRY, I'M SORRY!

Sarah Sobs violently. Theresa and Gretchen hold her.

int. the kitchen - day

Sarah, Theresa, and Gretchen sit at the Big Table. They
look Drained. Their Faces are Blank, their Eyes are Puffy
and Red. No one says anything.

int. the "Italian" hallway - day

C/U of "ITALIAN" MURAL: A Paint roller starts spreading
White Paint across it.

int. the living room - day

Sarah wanders through the Empty Room. The Furniture, the
Mirrors, the X-mas Lights are gone. The Walls and Ceiling
are Painted White.

int. sarah's bedroom - day

Sarah stands in the middle of the empty room, looks around
wistfully.

int. the big bathroom - day

Sarah stands in the doorway, looks at the Tub like her
heart is breaking.

Sarah (v.o.)
After that, we drifted apart.

int. music club - night

It's a cool little Club. Gretchen fronts a ROCK BAND on a
Small Stage. She's singing a "tough" Rock Ballad about
"lost little girls".

Sarah (v.o.)
Gretchen started her own band, got picked
up by an indie label.

The Crowd is clapping and smiling and "bopping".

ext. beach house - day

Theresa sits in a Patio Chair on a wide Wooden Porch,
wearing her "Lucky Smock", stares blankly out at the Ocean.
There is a Painting on an Easel across the Porch from her.

Sarah (v.o.)
Theresa married Bobby and became a successful
painter.

Bobby comes out onto the Porch, crouches next to her, looks
at her with concern. She 'comes back', gives him a happy
smile. He smiles, 'pecks' her on the cheek. Then they both
look at the Painting, their expressions sober. The PAINTING
is a Graphic Surrealist Portrait of Megan as a 'Crucified'
Rock n' Roll Angel in Black Leather.

int. bedroom - day

Sarah sits in the Bed, her knees tucked to her chest, the
Sheet around her, looking at the MAN sleeping next to her.

Sarah (v.o.)
I went through a bunch of men..

The MAN, 40's, is Huge, "tons" of Muscles, Shaved Head,
Pierced Nipples, Covered with Tattoos. He sleeps like a
happy baby. Sarah regards him with Horror.

int. bedroom - night

It's a very Lush, Expensive Room, with a Bed the size of a
football field. Sarah is spread out naked, with a WOMAN,
40's, intense, attractive, wearing Black Leather Pants and
Halter Top lounging next to her.

Sarah (v.o.)
..and a couple of women.

The Woman slowly runs a Riding Crop up the inside of
Sarah's Thigh. The Woman smiles wickedly at Sarah, who
looks both terrified and turned-on.

int. sarah's apartment - night

Sarah sits on the floor, in the middle of her "single". The
place is a Mess. She looks like shit, is Very Drunk, Crying
'buckets'.

Sarah (v.o.)
It took me a while to get my shit together.

She Screams despairingly, and throws a Wine Bottle against
the Wall. The bottle shatters. She cries harder.

int. meeting room - day

It's a Back Room in some Church. SEVERAL DOZEN MEN and
WOMEN sit in Rows of Folding Chairs.

Sarah (v.o.)
Then, I met a guy named Bill.

Sarah stands up in the center row, looks nervous.

Sarah
Hi. My name is Sarah, and I'm an alcoholic.

all
Hi, Sarah! Welcome!

Everyone Applauds, and Smiles at her. She smiles shyly.

int. gym - day

Sarah walks on a Treadmill, wearing Sweats, listening to a
Walkman. A HANDSOME MAN, 20's, gets on the Treadmill next
to her.

Sarah (v.o.)
And, slowly, bit by bit..

He smiles at her, and she smiles back, then seems to
'catch herself', looks away. He shrugs, looks away.

int. rehearsal hall - day

It's a plain, medium sized Room, with a Long Table in the
center.

Sarah (v.o.)
..I found my dreams. And myself.

Sarah is one of a DOZEN MEN and WOMEN sitting at the Table
with Scripts in hand. They read to each other. (We don't
hear them)

int. living room - night

It's a very comfortable, Well-Furnished Room. It's RAINING
outside. Sarah sits on a Couch opposite GUY JOHNSON, 35,
very handsome, very masculine. He looks at her expectantly.
Sarah holds a small Ring Box in her hands. Slowly, she
opens it, revealing a Diamond Engagement Ring.

Sarah
It's very beautiful.

He smiles happily.

Sarah
(closes the Box)
But, it's not for me.

guy
But, I thought you loved me?

Sarah
I do love you. I love you more than I've
ever loved anyone.

guy
Then why?

Sarah
I'm not sure how to say this. In my head,
it sounds like I'm either an egocentric
bitch, or a helpless little girl. Maybe,
it's some of both.
(sighs)
Okay. Here it is.
(holds up the Box)
I don't have time for this. It's because
I love too deeply. I'll get lost in you,
and I've worked too hard to just be myself.
I know that seems harsh, but, it's a truth
about who I am that I've paid a very high
price to learn. Please believe me, my love,
I am touched by your offer. And I can't tell
you how much I want to say "yes". But, in
the end, it wouldn't work. And we might wind
up hating each other, which would be even
sadder than my saying "no".

He looks heartbroken. She hugs him.

Sarah
Don't be so sad, darling. I'm still your
lover. And I'm still here.

guy
(wistfully)
For now.

Sarah
(soft)
Yes. For now.

They look in each other's eyes for a beat.

bobby (o.s.)
Cut!

The Camera pulls back to reveal a FILM CREW (including
Bobby) "wedged" into the backend of the Room. They start
moving about, talking softly.

man's voice (o.s.)
Save the rain!

Bobby moves forward to Sarah, smiling.

bobby
That was perfect, my dear.

In the background, the Rain stops.

Sarah
Let's see what it looks like on the monitor.

bobby
Well, I suppose you could do a different
version of perfect.

Sarah
(grins)
You are a way too charming son of a bitch.

Bobby grins knowingly. Sarah looks over to a WOMAN, 30,
just getting up from a Director's Chair.

Sarah
Liz, could you give me my script, please?

The Woman reaches under the Chair, retrieves a Looseleaf
Notebook, brings it to Sarah. The title on the Cover: "A
Matter of Time by Sarah Cunningham".

Sarah
Thanks.

Sarah opens it, revealing Multicolored pages, and numerous
Post-its. She finds what she's looking for, turns to Bobby.

Sarah
Now, this is what I'm concerned about..

int. trailer - day

Sarah sits in a Make-up Chair, in front of a Make-up
Mirror, reading her Script. SOUND of KNOCKING.

Sarah
Come in.

The door opens. A CLEAN CUT MAN, 30's, sticks his head in.

CLEAN CUT man
Ten minutes, Miss Cunningham.

Sarah
(smiles)
Thanks, Tommy.

He nods, closes the door.

Sarah (v.o.)
My life is good now.

She checks herself out in the Mirror, then looks at a
Framed PHOTO sitting on the Counter.

Sarah (v.o.)
But, not a day goes by that I don't think
about the four of us.

It is the PHOTO of all FOUR of the WOMEN, dressed in Black,
walking Arm in Arm, laughing, somewhere at Night.

ext. cemetery - day

It's a beautiful, well kept Cemetery. In the middle of the
Grave Stones, Sarah, Theresa, and Gretchen are having a
picnic.

Sarah (v.o.)
We still get together each year around
Megan's birthday.

The nearest Stone reads: "MEGAN MAYALL 1968-1995, BELOVED
FRIEND", and bears the "WOMAN/SHI" Symbol. There are Fresh
Flowers at the base of the Stone.

Sarah (v.o.)
Everything has changed, except our love
for each other..

They look at Books of Snapshots, Smiling and Laughing.

dissolve to:

ext. street - night

Theresa, Sarah, Megan and Gretchen, Dressed in Black, walk
Arm in Arm down a Hollywood Street, laughing.

Sarah (v.o.)
..and that's all that ever really mattered
anyway.

This FREEZE FRAMES, and the CAMERA PULLS BACK to REVEAL:

int. sarah's writing room - night

C/U of "FOUR WOMEN" PHOTO.

Sarah looks at the Photo, smiles softly.

cut to:

C/U COMPUTER SCREEN: the words "FADE TO BLACK" are Typed
in.
cut to:

C/U PRINTER: Script Pages are being printed.

int. sarah's bedroom - night

Sarah sleeps peacefully.

int. the kitchen - day

Sarah sits at the Table in her Robe, drinking Tea, reading
the Script on the Table in front of her.

cut to:

Sarah writes a Note.

Sarah (v.o.)
Bobby, here is a gift for you. Please call
me when you finish it. Love, Sarah.

ext. the house - day

Sarah puts a Fed-Ex Envelope outside the Door.

int. the big bathroom - day

Sarah stands in the middle of the Room. She looks down. Max
is rubbing against her leg, purring. Sarah smiles.

cut to:

C/U of FAUCET: STEAMING HOT WATER pours into the Tub.

The Room is full of Candles.

cut to:

Sarah relaxes in the Tub, seems at peace. After a moment,
she opens her eyes. Megan stands by the Tub in her Japanese
Robe. She looks radiant. Sarah smiles. Tears run down her
cheeks. Megan kneels by the Tub.

megan
Don't cry, my love.
(gently wipes Sarah's tears)
I'm at peace now.

Sarah
I miss you.

megan
I'll be here when you need me.

She kisses Sarah very deeply, smiles softly.

megan
See?

Megan stands, lets her Robe fall to the floor, steps into
the Tub. She and Sarah embrace, kiss passionately, slip
beneath the water.

dissolve to:

ext. underwater - day

Their naked bodies intertwined, kissing deeply, they drift
underwater in a Clear Blue Sea, Sunlight filtering down
from the surface. Then, they break the embrace, begin to
swim upward.

ext. surface of a clear blue sea - day

They splash to the Surface simultaneously, laughing and
gasping for breath. Sarah looks around in wonder. Above,
the Tropical Sun shines brightly on the gently rippling
water. In the near distance, a Shore Line, Lush Greenery
trimmed by a White Beach.

Sarah
This is so amazing.

Megan kisses her, smiles happily.

megan
And it's all ours, my love.

She begins to swim toward the Shore. Sarah swims after her.

ext. white beach - day

Megan and Sarah walk out of the gentle surf onto the White
Beach, their wet, naked bodies glistening in the Sunlight.
A Large Towel is spread on the sand. Beyond that, in the
Tree line, is a beautiful little BEACH HOUSE. Sarah and
Megan flop down on the Towel. Sarah looks around happily,
then looks at Megan with concern.

Sarah
This isn't going to get creepy, is it?

Megan
(smiles)
No. This is your dream, not mine.

Sarah
Then why are you here?

Megan presses her body against Sarah, strokes her face
tenderly.

megan
Because I love you.

They embrace and kiss passionately. The CAMERA PULLS BACK
and UP, continues on to an OVERHEAD SHOT REVEALING that
this is an Island in the Clear Blue Sea. The CAMERA KEEPS
PULLING BACK until it...

FADES TO BLACK:

int. screening room - night

SOUND of APPLAUSE as the Lights come up. Near the front
are Sarah, Gretchen, Theresa and Bobby, all in Black. They
stand and smile at the Audience. With Sarah is a BEAUTIFUL
WOMAN, 20's, a 'Megan Look-alike'. She kisses Sarah affec-
tionately.

At the back of the Room, stands Megan in her 'Club Hopping
Clothes', watching all of this with great satisfaction.

FADE TO BLACK

"Four Women Together" Part 2

men's voices (o.s.)
Hey!-What the fuck!-You fucking bitches!

Joey's Guy Friends run towards the Women. Megan steps
forward, produces a VERY LARGE AUTOMATIC HANDGUN from her
bag, assumes a two-handed "shooter's stance". The Guy
Friends stop short, but "say shit" and taunt. Megan holds
her aim steady. The Women, screaming with anger, beat the
shit out of Joey. The Guy Friends move forward. Megan FIRES
a SHOT. Next to the Guy Friends, a Car window explodes.
They jump. Megan FIRES another SHOT. It SLAMS into the Car
hood with a DEEP "THUNK". The Guy Friends turn and run.
Megan laughs. The Women 'finish' Joey. He lays there 'out
cold'.

Sarah
(looks at Megan, amazed)
Holy shit, girl! You are one bad bitch!

Megan 'blows the smoke' from the Gun's muzzle.

ext. street - night

Megan's little Sport Coupe 'burns rubber' out of a Side
Street, the Women packed into it. They LAUGH INSANELY,
SCREAM LIKE BANSHEES. The Car ROARS down the Street.

int. the living room - night

The Women sit quietly around the Little Table, eyes closed,
holding hands.

Sarah
I call to the Divine Spirit within to
protect and cherish our precious home.
I ask that Divine Love fall upon those
who live here and those who enter. And
so it is.

all
And so it is.

They open their eyes, smile happily.

cut to:

Another party is in progress. Louder, more raucous than the
first party, the Crowd a bit crazier. Megan wanders through
with a Video Camera. People Grin and Mug for her. Sarah is
Dancing lewdly with TWO MEN, 30's, tall, handsome, 'rough'
looking. As Megan comes by, they get down right obscene.
Megan films them 'thoroughly'. Gretchen enters, goes over
to Sarah, speaks in her ear. Sarah gets angry.

int. the little bathroom - night

TWO DOPE FIENDS,20's, gaunt, long-haired, sit on the floor.
One 'cooks' a Spoon over a Candle. The other has his arm
'tied off', a set of 'works' (needles, etc) laid out on the
toilet seat. The door flies open. Sarah stands there, the
look on her face is 'fucking scary'. The Dope Fiends look
scared.

int. the foyer - night

Lots of People are 'coming and going'. Dope Fiend #1 comes
running, crashes into a number of People, runs out the fro-
ntdoor. Right behind, an enraged Sarah drags Dope Fiend #2
by his hair, his Nose Bleeding, his Right Eye Swollen.

ext. the walkway - night

Sarah drags Dope Fiend #2 out the frontdoor, throws him
down the Walkway like he was a bowling ball.

Sarah
I DON'T WANT ANY FUCKING NEEDLES IN MY
HOUSE!

Sarah shakes with rage. Theresa comes up behind her.

theresa
Hey, are you okay?

Sarah
(turns to Theresa)
Fucking junkies! I hate fucking junkies!

Theresa hugs her, takes her over to the side of the House.

theresa
It's okay, honey. It's okay.

Sarah starts crying. Theresa holds her.

Sarah
This guy..I loved him..fucking junkie..
OD'ed..I found him with..with..the fucking
needle still..fucking son of a bitch..
(SOBS)

theresa
Breathe, baby.

Sarah takes a deep breath, lets it out with a sigh, smiles
a little. Theresa wipes her tears.

Sarah
(soft)
Thanks.

Theresa
(strokes Sarah's hair)
Hey, you're my best friend, and I love you.

Sarah
I love you, too.

They kiss lightly on the lips, then look at each other
very intensely.

megan (o.s.)
Is everything-

They turn to the SOUND of MEGAN'S VOICE. Megan stands on
the Walkway, looking at them with what might be envy.

megan
(soft)
Is everything okay?

Sarah and Theresa 'break', head towards Megan, arms around
each others waist.

theresa
Sarah threw out some dope fiends.

megan
Oh.

As they reach Megan, Sarah puts her other arm around
Megan's waist, guides her back towards the frontdoor.
Megan smiles.

Sarah
Come on. We got a party to run.

As they get to the Door, Sarah grabs both of them by the
ass.

Sarah
Whooo!

Megan and Theresa jump and laugh, and they all go back in.

int. "Italian" hallway - night

Theresa 'makes out' with a TALL, LONG-HAIRED, GLAM ROCKER,
20's, in the doorway of her Bedroom. She pushes the door
closed.

cut to:

Gretchen 'makes out' with an INTENSE HISPANIC GUY, 20's, in
the doorway of her Bedroom. He pushes the door closed.

cut to:

Megan 'makes out' with a RASTA DUDE, 40's, with Long Salt
N' Pepper Dreadlocks, in the doorway of her Bedroom. They
both push the door closed.

cut to:

Sarah is 'sandwiched' between the Two "Rough" Guys, in the
doorway of her Bedroom. Her clothes are half off, their
hands are all over her, her 'motor is in overdrive'. The
"Rough" Guy behind her kicks the door closed.

int. the kitchen - day

Megan, in her Robe, smokes a cigarette, pins Polaroids on
the Party Board. She looks tired. Gretchen drinks coffee,
watches Theresa sketch. They both look tired, too. Theresa
is drawing the same thing over and over. It's the Circle
and Cross Symbol for "woman", with an Asian "Letter" in the
Circle. Sarah enters. She looks like hell. She gets some
coffee. As she sits down, she grimaces in pain.

Sarah
(mutters)
Oh, God, my butt hurts.

Theresa
(looks at Sarah questioningly)
You mean you let them...you know..?

She makes an upward 'poking gesture' with her forefinger.

Sarah
(annoyed)
Fuck me in the ass? Yeah, both of them.
A couple times each. This is a problem
for you?

Theresa looks hurt and angry. Megan sits down, smiles
slightly.

megan
Norman Mailer said a woman should never
have anal sex.

Sarah gives her a "fuck you" look. Megan ignores it.

megan
It breaks all barriers of social-sexual
restraint.
Sarah
Speak English, Dude!

megan
Basically, she discovers that she can be
sexual any way she wants to be.

Sarah
(relaxes, smiles)
And with anyone.

Megan nods with a satisfied smile.

Theresa
(laughs)
Maybe I should try it.

Sarah
(laughs, grimaces)
Start with little ones.

They all laugh, except Gretchen who is fascinated with
Theresa's sketches.

gretchen
(to Theresa)
What is that you're drawing?

theresa
Well, the circle and cross is the female
symbol.

Sarah
The symbol of the planet Venus, too.

theresa
Right. And the Japanese character is 'Shi'.
With an "I". It's their number "four".

gretchen
Wow.

Sarah
That is very cool.

megan
It would make a great tattoo.

They all look at each other significantly.

megan
I have a great tattoo artist. She did my
lizard.

Sarah
Your lizard?

Megan stands, opens her Robe. On her left hip is a beaut-
iful Tattoo of a little Lizard. Sarah runs her fingertips
over it delicately.

Sarah
That is so fucking rad!

gretchen
Where?

They all look at her questioningly.

gretchen
Where would we get it?

They all think about this.

Sarah
(smiles)
At the base of the spine. The First Chakra.

megan
(smiles)
Perfect.

Sarah
When?

megan
I'll call her now. And it's on me.

theresa
(grins)
I knew we liked this girl.

int. tattoo studio - day

Theresa on her stomach, gets her Tattoo from a WOMAN, 60's,
who glows with good energy. Sarah and Gretchen stand with
their backs to a Mirror looking over their shoulders at
their Tattoos.

Sarah
(grinning)
This is so fucking rad!

gretchen
(hushed)
It's beautiful.

Megan watches, smiles with satisfaction.

int. the living room - night

The Women sit around the Little Table, eyes closed, holding
hands.

all
And so it is.

They open their eyes, smile.

cut to:

A Party is underway. A LIVE BAND has been 'shoehorned'
into the Living Room. People Dance and Clap in front of
the Band. The Crowd is a little mellower than the last
time, but they're still pretty wild. Theresa and Bobby
are dancing together. She seems happy. Megan is video-
taping. She wears a very short Mini Dress.

int. the kitchen - night

People mill around in here, too. Sarah and Gretchen do the
'kitchen detail' with Drinks, Cups, Ice, etc.

Sarah
...and he was so cute, but, like, nothing
going on upstairs.

gretchen
A Himbo.

Sarah
(laughing)
Totally.

She's about to say something else, when she sees someone.
JESSICA TODDE, 30, a big, beautiful, blond amazon, is
giving Sarah 'the eye' as she fixes herself a drink. Sarah
turns to Gretchen.

Sarah
I've got to check something out.

int. the living room - night

Megan is videotaping Dancers. As she 'pans' the Camera
across the room, she sees Sarah and Jessica come out of
the Kitchen, head down the "Italian" Hallway. Megan heads
for the frontdoor.

ext. the house - night

Megan walks quickly and quietly along the side of the
House, stops by an open Window. Carefully, she looks in.
It's Sarah's Bedroom. Jessica, stripped to her Panties,
has Sarah up against the wall, Shirt off, Pants open, her
hand is inside Sarah's Panties, moving rhythmically, while
she kisses Sarah's neck. Sarah is Gasping and Moaning.
Megan brings the Camera up, starts shooting.

int. sarah's bedroom - night

Sarah writhes in ecstasy. Jessica opens Sarah's Bra, begins
sucking on her nipples. Sarah grabs Jessica by the Hair,
pulls her face to her's, kisses her deeply, pulls her head
back.

Sarah
(fiercely)
Do it now!

Jessica smiles wickedly, drops to her knees. She yanks
Sarah's Pants and Panties all the way down, buries her
face between Sarah's thighs. Sarah cries out.

ext. the house - night

Megan braces the Camera against the Window Frame, puts her
free hand between her legs, Gasps softly.

Sarah (o.s.)
Ohh, yesss...Fuck!
(gasps)
...Yeah, yeah...Oh, you fucking bitch!
(laughs)
...Unngg!..Ooo..

Megan starts to Cry, but keeps shooting and masturbating.

int. megan's bedroom - night

Megan sits on her Bed, illuminated by the T.V.

ON THE SCREEN:

Sarah and Jessica, naked, 'going at each other' on Sarah's
Bed. SOUND OFF.

Megan wets her lips, swallows. After a beat, she picks up
the Phone, dials, waits while watching the T.V.

megan
Hi, Rocky, It's Megan. Listen, have you
taken care of that thing with the Phools
yet?
(pause)
Good. I'll do it.
(pause)
Yeah, I know where they're at.
(pause)
Yes, I can handle it.
megan(con't)
(pause)
Okay, see you tomorrow.
(hangs up, speaks softly)
Yeah, I'll handle it.

Still watching the T.V., she starts masturbating.

int. the living room - day

Theresa and Sarah face off Angrily.

theresa
When did you know about this?

Sarah
That doesn't matter. All that matters is
that I do.

Theresa
(turns away in frustration)
I can't believe you're saying this to me.

Sarah
(evil smile)
You can believe what you want.

As Theresa turns back, Sarah's smile vanishes.

theresa
You're trying to poison me against him!
(realizing)
That's the real truth, isn't it? You...
you...Shit!
(turns)
Line.

Gretchen sits with a Script in her lap.

gretchen
(reading)
"You want to get your hooks into him."

theresa
Right. Okay.

She turns back to Sarah, is about to speak, goes "blank".

theresa
Shit!

Sarah
(laughs)
Girl, you are so totally fucking overamped.
theresa
I need a break.

Sarah
Good idea.

SOUND of FRONTDOOR OPENING, CLOSING.

Megan enters, smiles distractedly.

Sarah
You're home early.

megan
I got this fucking project dumped in..
(stops, looks at them)
How would you like to earn..
(thinks a beat)
..Twelve hundred and fifty dollars tonight?
Each.

They laugh in disbelief.

Sarah
(skeptical)
Who do we have to fuck?

megan
(annoyed)
Forget it! It was a bad idea.

theresa
Wait a minute! I'd do a lot for twelve
hundred bucks.

Sarah gives her a harsh look.

Sarah
Hello? Brain Dead! If you wanted to be a
whore, you could have rubbed your pussy
on the brass pole over at the Hot Box.

theresa
I'll do what I want with my pussy!

megan
I said forget it! I'm sorry, okay?

gretchen
(quiet)
What is it that you need us to do?

Everyone gets quiet. They smile ruefully.

Megan
(takes a deep breath)
I need 'dates' for this hip-hop group.
White girls. And, yes, they probably
want to get laid, but, nobody has to do
anything they don't want to. And, I'll be
there to run the show.

gretchen
What group?

megan
Phat Phool. Spelled "PH", not "F".

Theresa and Sarah both look like "who?".

Gretchen
(smiles)
I know them. They're a cool group.

Sarah
(resigned)
Okay, what are we supposed to do?

megan
Go club hopping in a stretch limo. Dance.
Take drugs. Look beautiful.

theresa
(bright)
I can do that!

Sarah
Yeah. And, if I'm in a good mood, I might
even let them fuck me.

ext. back alley - night

An EXTRA LONG STRETCH LIMO waits in the Alley behind a
CLUB. DEEP MUFFLED SOUND of DANCE MUSIC. The door opens.
MUSIC washes into the Alley. The Women exit, wearing 'Sexy
Little Dresses'. They are accompanied by SEVERAL BLACK MEN,
20's, tall, handsome, well dressed. Everyone is laughing.
They pile into the Limo.

int. limo - night

Things are pretty tight in the back of the Limo: The Women,
and the "PHOOLS", BIG, BIGGER, SLICK, PRETTY, KOOL, BAD,
and LITTLE. They all match their names. Everyone is pretty
loaded. Megan is working the Limo's Wet Bar, passing Drinks
out. Slick pulls a Silver Cigarette Case from his jacket,
pops it. It's full of fat, neatly rolled Joints. He lights
and passes a couple of these around. Except for Megan, who
'tokes' easy, the Women cough like crazy.

Sarah
Jesus H. Fuck!
(coughs)
What is this shit?

SLICK
(smiles 'real cool like')
It's 'A' number one Ganga, baby. Suck on
it easy.

cut to:

Everyone is a lot more loaded. DANCE MUSIC PLAYS. They are
all sort of 'dancing sitting down'. The "PHOOLS" feel up
the Women, who laugh and flirt. Kool produces a Plastic
Pill Bottle full of White Capsules, holds it up.

kool
You girls ever do Ecstasy?

Sarah looks at Megan as though this was a challenge. They
'lock eyes', hold the stare. Their intensity is felt thru
the group. Everyone stops 'dancing', gets quiet, watches
them. Several beats pass.

Sarah
(laughs cynically)
Sure. Let's do it.

Everyone laughs lightly, but it's still a little tense.

Sarah
Yeah. Let's do it right.
(to Kool)
Give me two.

Kool smiles big time. All the "Phools" smile, give each
other sly looks.

int. penthouse living room - night

A big place, with minimal furnishing, just Couches, a
Coffee Table, deep pile Carpeting. The Windows overlook
Hollywood.

C/U the COFFEE TABLE: Half a Plastic Bag of Cocaine is
dumped out on it.

Kool sits on the Couch next to the Table, begins to make
"Coke Rails" with a Credit Card.

cut to:

Sarah snorts some "lines" with a rolled Hundred Dollar
Bill. She's now very loaded.

Sarah
Whew! Powerful Shit!!

She hands the rolled Bill to Theresa, who snorts a couple
of "lines". She's also very loaded. Gretchen sits with
Little Phool on a Couch off to the side. He has brought her
some Coke on a little Mirror. He seems very shy and sweet.
Gretchen does some "lines".

gretchen
(sweetly)
Thank you.

Little Phool smiles shyly.

cut to:

'SLOW DANCE' MUSIC PLAYS. Three Couples 'slow dance', Megan
and Slick, Theresa and Pretty, Sarah and Bigger. There's a
lot of 'making out' and 'ass grabbing'. The Women are going
with it. Bad and Big sit on a Couch watching the action.
They smile at each other, start to unbutton their Shirts.
Kool enters, places Four 'ten-pack' boxes of Condoms on the
Table by the Coke. He notices something as he looks at the
dancers.

kool
(to the Phools)
Hey, man, pull up those skirts.

The "Phools" pull up the Women's Dresses, revealing the
"WOMAN/SHI" Tattoos. Sarah sticks her ass out, shakes it.

Sarah
(sexy-nasty)
Want some, motherfucker?

kool
(laughing)
What's with those fucking Tattoo's? You
some kind of feminist bitches?

Sarah turns, slips her arm around Bigger's waist, laughs.
She's 'fucking blasted'.

Sarah
Yeah. We're Lesbian Death Commandos. We're
going to fuck your dicks down to little
stumps.
(looks at Megan)
Isn't that right, bitch?

Megan gives her a 'hard' smile. She's 'amazingly wasted'.

megan
Down to little fucking stumps.
Megan then kisses Slick real deep. He slides his hands on
her ass inside her Panties, squeezes. Sarah watches this a
beat, then grabs Bigger's crotch.

Sarah
(eyes widen)
Ooow! Your mama fucked horses, didn't she?

Bigger gives her a shit-eating grin, wraps his arms around
her, kisses her hard, grabs her ass. Big, wearing only his
briefs, comes up behind her, grabs her hips, starts rubbing
his 'package' against her ass. Sarah Moans. Theresa and
Pretty 'make out real heavy'. Bad comes up behind her,
presses up against her. She laughs stupidly, is 'smashed
out of her mind'.

theresa
(sing-song)
Oh, yes, in the butt, in the butt.

Bad and Pretty smile wickedly as they grope her.

cut to:

RAPID MONTAGE: Shots of Sarah, Theresa, and Megan, in
several different sexual positions and combinations with
all the "Phools" (except Little).

cut to:

RAPID CUT C/U'S: the "Phool's" Faces as each one orgasms
intensely, then 'passes out'.

cut to:

C/U COFFEE TABLE: The Four 'ten-pack' boxes of Condoms are
open and empty.

In the middle of the floor, Sarah straddles Bad, 'rides'
him as if she has him 'trapped', thrusts against him hard.
Megan, still naked, sits on the floor, crosslegged, smokes
a cigarette, watches Sarah. Theresa, wears only a "Phools"
Jacket, staggers around, searches through all the Clothes
strewn about. She already has some Bras, Panties, one "Sexy
Little Dress". She steps over a sleeping Pretty.

bad (o.s.)
Ohh, man!...Ohh, fuck!...Unng!...

Sarah is 'riding' Bad even harder, like she's trying to
'break' him. Her expression is grotesque.

Sarah
(fierce)
Come on, motherfucker! Do it!
Bad groans, arches his back, sort of hangs there shaking,
Sarah's legs squeezing him.

Sarah
(teeth clenched)
Oh, yes! Fucking, yes! Do it! Fucking do
it, you fucking cocksucker!

Bad grunts loudly, collapses back to the floor, 'out cold'.
Sarah laughs a nasty laugh, stands up very unsteadily. She
looks around the room. Unconscious "Phools" lay scattered
around on the floor. Sarah smiles with bleary satisfaction.

Sarah
(slurring)
I'm going to take a shower.

Theresa staggers up to her.

theresa
(fuzzy)
Here.

She hands Sarah her Clothes.

Sarah
(nods thanks, grins)
We fucking showed these assholes
a fucking thing or two.

theresa
Yeah.

They try to 'high-five', miss, nearly fall down. They laugh
ridiculously. Megan looks at them, rolls her eyes.

cut to:

Megan, fully dressed, sits on a Couch, lacing up her Boots.
Theresa, fully dressed, sits next to her, blankly smoking a
cigarette. Sarah enters, dressed, her hair wrapped in a
towel 'turban style'. She looks around the room with a
growing disgust, not as loaded as before.

Sarah
I can't fucking believe this.
(looks at Megan)
Is the limo still here?

Megan is lighting a cigarette from Theresa's cigarette,
hands it back to her.

megan
No, but I've already called a taxi.

Sarah sighs wearily, looks around again, sees: Bigger slee-
ping in a fetal position, sucking his thumb. Sarah regards
him with disbelief.

Sarah
Do you fucking believe that shit?

Megan
(laughs cynically)
Men really are children.

Sarah pulls off the towel, shakes out her hair.

Sarah
Let's get the fuck out of here.

Gretchen is on a Couch, her clothes a little disarrayed.
Little, wearing only his Socks, sleeps peacefully in her
arms. She smiles sweetly as the Women approach her.

Sarah
(shakes her head, smiles)
Honey, you are way too good natured.
(holds hand out)
Come on, we're out of here.

Gretchen takes her hand, and Sarah pulls her to her feet.

int. the kitchen - day

Megan, Gretchen, and Sarah sit at the Big Table, drink
coffee, smoke cigarettes. It's early afternoon. They look
like the 'living dead'. No one talks. Theresa enters, pours
herself some coffee, sits at the Table, grimaces in pain as
she sits.

theresa
(mutters)
Owe, my butt hurts.

Sarah
(smirks)
Dude, you are so fucking hilarious.

Theresa ignores her remark, lights a cigarette, looks
around the Table.

theresa
I think, maybe, we got a little out of
control last night.

Megan is about to say something, but Sarah jumps in.

Sarah
Hello? Brain Dead! Last night was fucking
insane! I mean, who the fuck knows..
megan
I'm sorry, I should have never-

Sarah
Hello? Excuse me! I'm a big girl, okay!
No one put a gun to my head!

Theresa looks dismayed, Gretchen remains calm.

megan
Fucking shit, Sarah! Can't I even-

Sarah
What? Be my baby-sitter? No, I don't-

megan
That's not what-

gretchen
We need to re-examine our lifestyle.

Sarah
What?

Gretchen
We need to re-examine our lifestyle.

Sarah
Fuck. That's what I thought you said.

Megan looks at her cigarette in disgust, stubs it out.

megan
I think Gretchen has hit the nail on
the head.

theresa
So, what do we do?

Gretchen
(stubs out cigarette)
First thing, we could stop smoking.

Sarah and Theresa look at their cigarettes in disgust.

Sarah
You know, it is a repulsive habit.

theresa
Yeah, and it makes everything stink.

They both stub their cigarettes out.

Sarah
(to Gretchen)
What next?

gretchen
Cleansing and balancing.

Sarah
(questioningly)
Okay?

gretchen
Change of diet, change of schedule, more
exercise, less partying, some healing work.

They sit quietly, taking this in.

Sarah
Right. How about this? We bag all parties
for the next two months.

megan
Sure. I've been dragging my ass at work
anyway.

theresa
Yeah. And I'll do some crystal work on us.
And I could start painting again.

gretchen
We need the break. And some quiet time, too.

Sarah
(bright)
This is going to be so cool!

They smile happily. Theresa grimaces.

Sarah
What's the matter?

theresa
(embarrassed)
My butt.

Sarah
(grinning)
I told you to start with the little ones.

After a beat, they laugh.
cut to:

C/U GARBAGE DISPOSAL: Dozens of Cigarettes (different
brands) are dumped into it. The water runs, the Disposal
turns on with a ROAR.
int. the living room - day

A Television, in front of the Fireplace plays an Exercise
Video. The Women, wearing Sweats, etc. do "step aerobics"
in time with the Video.

int. yoga studio - day

The Women, wearing Leotards, do Yoga.

cut to:

The Women, sit in the "Lotus Position".

all
...OOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM...

int. the living room - day

Gretchen wears a Nightgown, kneels in a Wading Pool in the
middle of the Room. She's wet. Theresa, wearing her "Lucky
Smock", stands before a large Canvas on an Easel. She's
painting a Portrait of Gretchen as a Water Nymph with
Fairies hovering about her head. Sarah sits on the floor,
writing in her Journal, a Water Can next to her. Megan sits
leaning against the far wall, playing a 'simple tune' on
her Guitar.

Theresa
(makes a face)
I think she needs more water.

Sarah puts down her Journal, picks up the Water Can. She
'waters' Gretchen.

Theresa
(smiles)
Perfect.

Gretchen is not so sure about this. Sarah just grins.

int. the living room - night

Megan lays on the floor wearing only Panties. A half a
dozen Faceted Crystals are placed at different points on
her body. Theresa and Sarah kneel next to her. Gretchen
watches. They wear T-shirts and Panties. Theresa guides
Sarah's hands just above Megan's body.

theresa
Close your eyes.

Sarah closes her eyes.

theresa
Can you feel her aura?

Sarah
It's sort of a 'pushy-tingly' feeling?

theresa
Yes, that's it. Now try to 'see' the
colors with your own aura.

Sarah
White..White..Pink..Hmm.

theresa
What?

Sarah
(over a Crystal)
A brown-gray. With a sort of yellow flashing.

theresa
Great! Your a natural at this. Okay, now
visualize the brown-gray being 'broken up'
by the flashing yellow.

Sarah concentrates.

Megan
(makes a face)
God, that feels really weird.

Sarah opens her eyes.

theresa
No, don't stop. Close your eyes again.
Keep going.

Sarah closes her eyes again.

Megan
(smiles)
Wow! This is really working.

Theresa smiles happily.

int. the kitchen - day

Sarah pushes Carrots into a Big Juicer. Juice pours into a
Large Pitcher. Megan and Theresa are cutting up Celery and
Beets. Gretchen reads a "Book on Enemas", watches the
"juicing".

gretchen
Easy on the beets. They can cleanse a
little harshly.

theresa
Check. Easy on the beets.

Sarah
(looks at Gretchen's Book)
Enemas?

gretchen
Yes. I was thinking we could give each
other enemas as part of our cleansing.

theresa
How would we do that? I mean, all of us,
that is. Isn't it like a one on one thing?

gretchen
We can create an atmosphere.

Sarah
That would be so cool!

megan
That would be bitchin'.

They 'crack up'. As she laughs, Theresa cuts her finger.

theresa
Ouch!
(sucks on finger)
Hey, why don't we become blood sisters?

gretchen
Before we do that, we might want to get
tested.

This sobers everyone.

Sarah
You mean like, HIV testing?

gretchen
Yes.

They all look at each other.

ext. clinic - day

It's an anonymous looking Store Front. The Women approach.
They are wearing Hiking Gear. They enter the Store Front.

cut to:

The Women exit the Store Front. Sarah shows 'Crossed
Fingers'.

ext. Angeles national forest - day

The Women, in their Hiking Gear, walk along a trail. They
Talk and Laugh.

ext. clinic - day

The Women (in different Clothes) enter the Store Front.

cut to:

The Women exit. They smile and 'high five'.

int. the big bathroom - day

Gretchen sits on Cushions on the floor, reading from a Book
titled: "Valium Dreams, Sanskrit Mind" by Bianca Kernvaf.

gretchen
..drifting through Andalusian clouds, their
long glowing whiteness a moist kiss upon
your fever brow..

Megan sits on the floor, periodically Tapping a Scale Bar
with a small Wooden Mallet. It's SOUND a HIGH CLEAR TONE.

gretchen (o.s.)
..feather soul above the tumult, heart song
over the raging waters, clear mind like
crystal tears..

Sarah sits on a Stool by the Tub. An Enema Bag hangs on to
the Shower Curtain Rod, its Tube runs down into the Tub.

gretchen (o.s.)
..falling down through cloud lovers, striking
endless circles in the calm, secret pools..

In the Tub, Theresa, eyes closed, lays on her back, wearing
only a T-shirt. The Tube runs underneath her. Sarah gently
massages Theresa's belly.

gretchen (o.s.)
..rippling out into the Precious Gardens of
Ephemeral Longing..

Theresa
(opens eyes, smiles nervously)
I think it's time.

cut to:

Megan is now reading.

megan
..gently lapping against your Heart of
Mystery..

Theresa taps the Scale Bar.

megan(o.s.)
..enfolding it's desire with a thin cautious
rapture..

Gretchen is in the Tub, Sarah gently massaging her belly.

megan (o.s.)
..a merging of profound moment and capricious
import..

int. the living room - night

The Women sit on the floor around the Little Table. The
room lit by a Fire in the Fireplace, Candles on the Table.
Megan looks around the Circle.

megan
Are we ready?

gretchen
(soft)
Yes.

theresa
Sure.

Sarah
Let's do it.

Megan holds up a Sewing Needle, looks at Sarah. Sarah holds
her hand out, Forefinger extended. Megan pricks it, draws
Blood. Sarah looks at the Blood, smiles. Theresa extends
her finger. Megan pricks it. Gretchen chews her lip, exte-
nds her finger. Megan pricks it. Megan then pricks her own
finger.

cut to:

The Women press their Fingers together over the Table.

all
Four together, heed our call,
we are sisters, all in all.
Four together, heed our call,
we are sisters, all in all.
Four together, heed our call,
we are sisters, all in all.

They withdraw their fingers, smile at each other misty-
eyed.

cut to:

Gretchen is cutting up a Sheet of Paper into small Pieces.
Each Piece has a Word Written on it. She places the Pieces
into a Mixing Bowl. The Women watch her.

gretchen
I learned this exercise about ten years
ago when I lived in a women's group home.

Sarah
What was it that you called this?

gretchen
"Women's Words".
(indicating the Bowl)
Each piece of paper has a word on it that
has profound meaning for women.
('mixes up' the Pieces in the Bowl)
We pick a word at random, and then each of
us says what that word means for her.
(looks around at them)
We found it worked best if you told 'a truth'
about the word, like a specific event in your
life.

Sarah shrugs, reaches into the Bowl, retrieves a Piece of
Paper, reads it.

Sarah
(dismayed laugh)
I can't fucking believe this.

gretchen
What?

Sarah
"Menstruation".

They all laugh nervously, look at each other.

gretchen
Okay. It's my idea, so I'll go first.
(takes a deep breath)
I didn't get my period until I was fourteen.
I was a runaway, living in a "squat" up in
Hollywood. It came at night, and when I woke
up, I was covered with blood. I thought I was
dying. I started screaming, crying. Several
girls laughed at me, but one of them told
me what it was, gave me some cloth to...Well,
you know.
(sighs)
There, that's it.

Everyone is silent. Gretchen looks around at them.

Sarah
Right.
(takes a deep breath)
My turn, I guess.
(laughs thinly)
My mom told me about getting my period,
gave me pads and stuff, like it was no
big deal. But, when I was..seventeen, I
think, she saw tampons in my purse and
went ballistic, screaming about how I'd
lose my virginity and shit. When I said
I'd already lost it, she slapped me,
called me a "slut". We didn't talk for
maybe two weeks.

Sarah looks at Gretchen. They smile warmly.

theresa
I got my period when I was eleven. Before
I went to bed each night, my mother would..
(gets this amazed look)
You know, I never thought about this before.
Every night before she put me to bed, my
mother would make me pee. I mean, make me,
you know, by rubbing..by rubbing..
(starts crying)
By rubbing my vagina. And when I started
bleeding the first time, she was doing..
that. And she got upset cause I got her
"dirty".

She cries harder and Sarah holds her.

gretchen
We don't have to do this anymore.

megan
(stone faced)
No. I want to say mine.

Gretchen looks at Sarah and Theresa. Theresa nods, wipes
her tears, smiles a little.

theresa
I think this will be good for us.

Sarah
Yeah, if we can't share this here, where
can we? I mean, well, I'm closer to you
guys than I am to my..my 'real' sisters.
Well, half sisters.


They look at each other tenderly. Megan takes a deep
breath, sighs, stares at the Candles.

megan
(flat)
My mother told me nothing about my period.
I freaked out when it started. She wouldn't
even talk to me about it. Just gave me a
little booklet 'explaining' it. That and
some kind of 'harness' for holding sanitary
napkins.

They are quiet for a moment. Megan reaches into the Bowl,
'picks a word', looks at the Piece of Paper.

megan
(laughs cynically)
"Father".

Sarah
(sarcastic)
Oh, we love this game.

gretchen
Well, it's not really a game. It's an exer-
cise to get in touch with your feelings.
And we're supposed to do three rounds.

Sarah is about to reply, but Megan holds up her hand.

megan
I'll go first this time, okay?

She looks at the others. They all nod "yes".

megan
My father left when I was six. He committed
suicide a year later. But my mother never
told me. She said he died of a heart attack.
It wasn't until I was nineteen, I was moving
out and going through papers, that I found
his Death Certificate.
(pauses, then 'matter of fact')
"Self Inflicted Gunshot Wound".
(takes a deep breath)
I'd always felt isolated in school, like
people thought I was weird. Truth was, they
knew about my father, and I didn't, so, no
one really knew what to say to me. So they
didn't say anything.
(looks at the others, shrugs,
then, ironically)
"Father".
Sarah
(angry)
My father is a fucking bastard! I wish he
did blow his fucking brains out, the drunken
son of a bitch! He used to beat the shit out
of me and my mother at least once a week. I
think he got off on it. You know, sexually.
When I was fifteen, I pulled a knife on him,
said if he ever laid a hand on me ever again,
I'd stick it in his fucking chest while he
was asleep. He kept screaming, but, he never
touched me again.
('spits')
Fucking cocksucker!

She looks like she wants to cry, but won't let herself.

theresa
(spacy)
He's distant. Like some god on a pedestal.
(shakes herself, 'comes back')
He used to be a big wheel at the Justice
Department. My mother totally hero-worshipped
him, let him walk all over her. He always had
mistresses. Went on vacations with them, while
my mother stayed home being the "little woman".
He even had the nerve to bring these women
into the house. Several times at Christmas,
as 'guests'. The worst part for my mother
is that I liked them. I was a kid, and they
were pretty, and always nice to me, gave me
presents. I didn't know.

She sighs, looks at Gretchen.

gretchen
(quiet)
My father was a junkie. Lived on the street
mostly. Here in L.A. He was a petty thief,
not violent, just burglary.
(smiles)
"B n' E", he called it. I saw him a few times
when I was nineteen. I'd buy him lunch. He
wouldn't take any money from me. He seemed
like a nice guy. Told me he was sorry for
being weak.
(looks sad)
A couple of years after we last spoke, I
was contacted by the police. "Next of kin",
they said. They told me he'd been murdered
under a freeway a few months earlier.

Sarah looks at her compassionately.

Sarah
Oh, man.

gretchen
(small smile)
At least I got to..to talk with him in a
real way, to say how I felt. And I got to
see that in his own imperfect way, he did
love me.

Sarah
(wistful)
Yeah.

They all look at each other.

gretchen
One more round?

Everyone sort of smiles. Gretchen reaches into the Bowl,
pulls out one more Piece of Paper. When she reads it, she
is a little taken aback.

gretchen
I..I think maybe we could pass on this one.

Sarah
What?

Gretchen hands her the paper. Sarah just looks at it.

theresa
Come on, it can't be that..Fuck! What am
I saying?

Sarah
"Rape".

Gretchen
(looks around)
Have any of you ever been raped?

theresa
(distant)
My brother. He raped me. I was seven and
he was fifteen. He was captain of his high
school football team, and I thought he was
a hero. Big and handsome. I liked that he
paid attention to me. I let him touch me.
It felt good. And I loved him. And there
was more touching, and he started coming
into my room. And then it started hurting.
I locked my door, but he pried it open with
a butter knife. I told my mother, but, she
hushed it all up. "Mustn't upset your father",
she said. I was sent to a boarding school
until my brother went to college. And no
one said a word. Ever.
(smiles a 'childlike' smile)
There, that wasn't so bad.

Gretchen smiles gently, but Megan and Sarah are 'blank'.

gretchen
I grew up on a commune in Washington state.
Well, it was a cult, really. They believed
that children should be 'sexualized'. That's
the word they used. Said it was a "sacred
activity". So, from six to twelve I was...
essentially, raped two, three times a week.
My mother told me it was "God's Work", and
to enjoy it. The truly evil part is that
sometimes, I did. But by the time I was
twelve, I'd had enough, and I ran away.

She looks at Megan.

megan
(flat)
It was my uncle. He came to stay with us.
He was always drinking. He started coming
in my room at night. And he..he did things
to me. I thought I was dead. And then..he
was gone. Got killed in a car crash. I was
glad. I hoped it hurt. I wanted him to hurt.
And I felt evil that I wanted that.
(starts to Cry)
I told my boyfriend when I was twenty. We
got stoned and out of nowhere, I started
telling him about my uncle. In detail. And
it turned him on. I couldn't believe it.
And he wanted to have sex with me. I said
"No way". So he raped me.
(SOBS)
The son of a bitch raped me!

Gretchen puts her arms around Megan, who just Sobs. No one
says a word. Finally Sarah 'gathers herself'.

Sarah
I've never told this to anyone. Some people
know, but, I've never talked about it.
(pauses, then 'plunges ahead')
I was gang raped in high school. Twice. The
first time, well, it wasn't so bad.
(laughs humorlessly)
I was dating this guy, I don't even remember
his name. We went to this party and he dumped
me. He met some other girl and just left. Not
a word, nothing. I was devastated. I got
so fucking drunk, I couldn't stand. I
don't know how I got into the bedroom.
I vaguely remember making out with someone.
And then, I'm naked, and one guy is fucking
me, and another one is putting his dick in
my mouth, and there are..two, three, four
others. I'm not sure.
(stares blankly)
They just did what they wanted to. And I
thought somewhere that's all I was good for.
After that, I was the "school whore". I
didn't sleep with anyone else, but, I was
still a "whore".
(fighting back tears)
And then..there was Jimmy. Jimmy Kaser. I
loved him so much.
(takes a deep breath)
It was more than a year later. Jimmy and I
dated a few times, made out in his car,
touched each other. Like you're supposed
to do in high school. And we went to a party.
His ex-girlfriend was there, and she was
all torn up over him. Jimmy had a good heart.
Or maybe not. I don't know. But he paid
attention to her, and I felt abandoned,
and got real drunk, and..And wound up in
a bedroom again. With a few guys and my
clothes off, and..
(starts Crying)
I don't remember a lot. But, I can still
see Jimmy in the doorway watching me and..
and..he was hurt and pissed off..fucked up.
(SOBS)
He..he..he..came in and..he..he did it to me,
with them.
('falls apart')
HE DID IT TO ME WITH THEM! OH, GOD! OH,
GOD! And I was just a whore! That's all
I was! Just a whore!

They are all Crying now. Theresa puts her arms around
Sarah, pulls her over to Gretchen and Megan. They hold each
other and Cry.

dissolve to:

ext. the house - day

The Women sunbathe in front of the House. They lay face
down, on Blankets on the grass to the side of the Walkway.
They wear tiny Bikini Bottoms, their bodies shine with
Suntan Oil.

Sarah
Is this heaven or what?
Everyone sort of "sighs" in agreement.

theresa
You know what we should do? We should
invite Bobby over for dinner. A special
dinner to thank him for this place.

Sarah
(smiling)
Girl, you are so hilarious.

Theresa
(props herself up, looks at Sarah)
What?

Sarah
(smiles warmly)
I think it's a very cool idea. How about
tonight?

Theresa
(blinks)
Ahh..Sure. Why not?

Sarah
How's that sound to you guys?

Megan and Gretchen smile knowingly.

gretchen
We'll do it with candles and linen.

megan
Yes, let's make it an event.

Theresa
(happy and nervous)
Okay. I'll call him right now.

She gets up, goes in the House.

Sarah
Someone's in Luuuvvvvv.

They all laugh lightly.

int. the living room - night

Bobby and the Women sit around a large Table in the middle
of the Room. They are dressed "semi-formal". The Table is
set with Candles, Linen, Fine China. Bobby is just finish-
ing. He has obviously enjoyed himself.

bobby
That was a miraculous meal.

The Women beam happily.
cut to:

The Table has been cleared of dirty dishes. They drink
coffee in a comfortable silence. Bobby starts to say
something, then stops. The Women look at him questioningly.
He 'gathers his thoughts', looks at them, smiles warmly.

bobby
I've been thinking about this for a while.
And I didn't know when, or, how to say what
it was that I wanted to say. Or, even what
I was talking about.
(laughs ruefully)
Oh, man, I'm rambling all over the place.
(deep breath)
Okay, Bobby, just say it!
(looks at them earnestly)
I want to thank you, all four of you, for
letting me share in this perfect moment.
I've been watching for months, watching
something wonderful happen in this house.
The four of you have created such a warm
and loving space together. It has moved me,
touched my heart. To see you four women
together in this loving community is..is..
I don't really have the words. I only know
that I have been privileged to be allowed
to witness it. And, tonight, I've been
privileged to participate.
(a little misty-eyed)
You are the four most wonderful, loving,
beautiful women I have ever met.
(laughs)
And I think I'm in love with all of you.

The Women seem a bit overwhelmed.

bobby
(laughs)
It feels like we should make a toast.

gretchen
How about "God bless us, everyone"?

bobby
Yes. That's perfect.

He raises his Cup, the Women follow suit. They all "clink"
their cups together.

all
God bless us, everyone!

int. the foyer - night

Bobby and Theresa hug in the open Doorway.

bobby
You know, next Thursday there's a-

theresa
I'd love to.

He smiles warmly.

theresa
(grinning)
You can kiss me now.

He gives her a light kiss on the lips.

theresa
That's it?

He strokes her hair, looks at her tenderly.

bobby
I want to savor every moment.

She puts her head on his chest, hugs him. He kisses her
hair.

int. the kitchen - night

Sarah, Megan, and Gretchen, wearing Aprons, clean up.
Theresa enters with a silly grin, sits at the Big Table.

Sarah
So?

theresa
He's a nice guy.

Sarah
(rolls her eyes)
Like, duh.

Theresa sticks her tongue out at Sarah, laughs.

theresa
Nothing happened. Like I said, he's a nice
guy.

Sarah comes over, kisses Theresa on the cheek.

Sarah
Then you'd better scoop him up.

theresa
I'm not sure who's going to scoop up who.

Sarah
Hey, let's do something.

theresa
Like what?

Sarah
I don't know, something. All this clean
living is making me jumpy. How about we
go out dancing?

No one likes this idea.

gretchen
I'm not up for cigarette smoke right now.

Sarah
Well, I'm bored.

megan
I've got some Magic Mushrooms.

Sarah
(excited)
Really?

megan
Yeah, enough for all of us.

They all look at each other questioningly.

theresa
Sure, what the hell.

gretchen
We can do a meditation.

Sarah laughs, gives Gretchen a kiss.

Sarah
Girl, you are the sweetest person I have
ever met.

int. the living room - night

They have changed into Shorts and T-Shirts, sit on the
floor. Megan opens a big Plastic Bag, takes out the Mush-
rooms, one by one.

theresa
They're beautiful.

Click here for Part 3

"Four Women Together" Part 1

This is set in mid 1990's LA

FADE IN

INT. SCREENING ROOM - NIGHT

Packed house. Images flicker on the screen. TOTAL SILENCE.

C/U of WOMAN in AUDIENCE: SARAH CUNNINGHAM, 28, gorgeous,
intense, watches the Screen, hypnotized.

ON SCREEN:

INT. PASSENGER TRAIN DINING CAR - DAY

C/U SARAH: sitting at table gazing peacefully out the
window. CAMERA PANS and PULLS BACK: out the window, the
magnificent Southwestern landscape rolls by.

EXT. PASSENGER TRAIN DINING CAR - DAY

Sarah looks out window through reflection of landscape.

cut to:

OVERHEAD SHOT of the BRIGHT SILVER TRAIN traveling through
landscape. CAMERA PULLS BACK and UP until the Train is a
silver thread against the landscape, and it...

fades to black:

SOUND of APPLAUSE, MUFFLED and DISTANT.

INT. SCREENING ROOM - NIGHT

SOUND of MUFFLED APPLAUSE. C/U Sarah as Lights come up.
She seems to 'come out of a daze', stands, smiles almost
convincingly. She wears a simple Black Evening Gown. A
MIXED CROWD of attractive WELL DRESSED PEOPLE, surrounds
her. They smile and 'talk at her'. SOUND OF UNINTELLIGIBLE
MUFFLED, 'INSECT-LIKE' CHATTERING.

In a far corner of the Screening Room stands MEGAN MAYALL,
20's, tall, skinny, exotic, wearing a Black T-Shirt and
Jeans. She is bruised and bloody, but no one notices her.
She watches Sarah with great intensity. TOTAL SILENCE.

INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

An elegant, 'up-scale' establishment. MUFFLED SOUND of B/G
RESTAURANT NOISE. Sarah sits at Large Table with TWO DOZEN
PEOPLE (all from screening). Everyone, including Sarah is
very animated. Service people come and go.

Across the Room, against a wall, 'Bruised' Megan stands,
watches. TOTAL SILENCE.

INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY

Spacious Room, with Long, Polished Wood Table in center,
and Large Panoramic Windows. Sarah sits at Table, with a
HALF-DOZEN 'MEN IN SUITS', 20's/30's. She stares out the
window, as the 'Suits' go over Legal Papers. MUFFLED SOUND
of B/G CONVERSATION ECHOES.

Behind Sarah, in the back of the room, 'Bruised' Megan
watches her stare out the Window.

INT. 'GREENROOM' - NIGHT

Small, neat room, with a large T.V. Monitor up on the wall:
a 'Talkshow' is in progress, SOUND MUFFLED.

C/U Sarah wearing make-up bib over an Elegant Pantsuit. She
sips from a Styrofoam cup, expression blank, watches the
monitor. 'Bruised' Megan sits under the Monitor looking at
Sarah. TOTAL SILENCE. The SOUND of LOUD KNOCKING startles
Sarah. The Door opens. A 'PERKY' YOUNG WOMAN in a Blazer
enters, smiles brightly.

Blazer Woman
You're next, Miss Cunningham.

Sarah
(distracted)
Yes.
(snaps out of it)
Okay. Let's do it.

She stands, pulls off bib, exits with Blazer Woman. Megan
sits watching the Monitor: after a beat, Sarah walks onto
'Talkshow', sits. She is very animated. TOTAL SILENCE.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

C/U T.V. SCREEN: Sarah on "Talkshow", laughing, gesturing,
SOUND MUFFLED.

Sarah, in sweats, sits on a couch, watches T.V., expression
blank. CLAIRE, a TABBY CAT, sleeps in her lap. MAX, a BLACK
CAT, sleeps further down the couch. The Apartment is large,
spacious, tastefully furnished, lots of bookshelves and art
work. Several paces behind the couch, Megan stands and wat-
ches. TOTAL SILENCE.

cut to:

C/U T.V. SCREEN: Sarah on second 'Talkshow', laughing, etc.
SOUND MUFFLED.

cut to:

C/U VIDEOTAPE DECK: a Tape ejects.
Sarah takes the Tape out, puts in another Tape.

cut to:

C/U T.V. SCREEN: Sarah on third 'Talkshow', etc. SOUND
MUFFLED.

Sarah sits on couch watching blankly. Megan stands across
the room, staring.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BEDROOM - NIGHT

In the darkened room, Sarah lays in bed, stares at ceiling.

dissolve to:

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BEDROOM - DAWN

Sarah hasn't moved. She looks at the light from the window,
her expression bleak.

EXT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BALCONY - DAY

Sarah comes out onto the Balcony, squints at the light. She
looks like hell. She stands at the Railing, looks out. The
view is of the Santa Monica Beachfront, Ocean Ave. etc.
Over her shoulder, Megan watches from inside the living
room. Sarah 'senses' this, turns in a fury.

Sarah
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/LIVING ROOM - DAY

Megan looks at a Desk in a corner, then back at Sarah
outside.

Megan
You know exactly what I want.

Sarah, grim-faced, comes inside, screams, picks up a chair,
throws it, but Megan has vanished. Sarah 'rages': knocks
over the Furniture, breaks things, cries.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BATHROOM - DAY

Sarah writes the words "I HATE YOU!!" on the Mirror in
Blood Red Lipstick.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The room has Take-Out Containers laying all over. The
Furniture is still scattered about.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BEDROOM - NIGHT

The Closet is open, Dresser Drawers are pulled out, Clothes
are scattered everywhere. Sarah is under the covers. Max
and Claire nudge her, MEOW plaintively. She doesn't move.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/LIVING ROOM - DAWN

Max and Claire scavenge from Take-Out Containers.

C/U of ANSWERING MACHINE: The RED LED reads '17'. SOUND of
a 'CLICK-CLUNK'. The LED changes to '18'.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/LIVING ROOM - DAY

The place is even more of a 'shithouse'. Sarah frantically
sets up an Easel. Her sweats are stained, her hair a mess.

cut to:

Sarah violently Paints a 'screaming face', all Blacks and
Reds.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BEDROOM - DAY

The Room is still a disaster. Sarah sits in Bed, writing in
a Journal. C/U JOURNAL PAGE: she writes "God, Please help
me!". She puts the pen down with a look of deep sadness.

cut to:

Sarah kneels next to the bed, prays.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/KITCHEN - DAY

Sarah feeds Max and Claire.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/LIVING ROOM - DAY

Sarah picks up trash, puts it in a Garbage Bag.

cut to:

Sarah vacuuming. The Furniture has been straightened up.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BEDROOM - DAY

Sarah folds Clothing, puts it in Dresser Drawer.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BATHROOM - NIGHT

Sarah wipes the Lipstick off the Mirror.

cut to:

Sarah stands in the Shower, bows her head under Steaming
Hot Water.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/BEDROOM - NIGHT

Sarah sleeps peacefully, Max and Claire curled up next to
her.

EXT. RUNYAN CANYON PARK - DAWN

Sarah hikes up the Trail. It is a gorgeous morning.

CUT TO:

Sarah sits on a Bench on the top of the hill looking out at
the Vista of Los Angeles. She is contemplative.

INT. SARAH'S APARTMENT/LIVING ROOM - DAY

Sarah enters, goes to the desk, opens the drawer, takes out
a Large Accordion Envelope.

cut to:

She sits on the couch going through the envelope. She pulls
out spiral notebooks, glances through them. Then she takes
out a PHOTO, looks at it intently.

C/U PHOTO: FOUR BEAUTIFUL WOMEN, DRESSED in BLACK, ARM in
ARM, LAUGHING, somewhere at NIGHT. Sarah is one of them.
Another is Megan. (The TWO other WOMEN we saw at the
'screening')

cut to:

Sarah picks up the phone, dials.

Sarah
Hey, Bobby, it's Sarah. What are you doing
right now?

EXT. THE HOUSE - DAY

It's a sweet little House, tucked into a Hillside, on an
Inclined Street. A funky, OPEN-TOPPED SCOUT pulls up in
front, stops. Sarah drives. She looks at the House wist-
fully.

INT. THE FOYER - DAY

Semi-Darkness. SOUND of DOOR LOCK BEING OPENED. The Front
Door swings in, letting in the Daylight. The place is wond-
erful. No one has lived here for a while. Sarah enters slo-
wly, nervously.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - DAY

It's not big, but is open and airy, with a Hardwood Floor
and Fireplace. Sarah enters, looks around.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

The room is outrageously decorated. SOUND of LOUD MUSIC.
DOZENS of PEOPLE dance and laugh.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - DAY

Sarah stands in the empty room. She smiles slightly.

INT. THE HALLWAY - DAY

A Hallway with Doors on either side, with the Living Room
at one end, a Door at the other. Sarah comes down the
Hallway, opens a Door.

INT. BEDROOM - DAY

Sarah stands in the Doorway contemplating the Room. It is
small, has a high ceiling, is very well lit.

INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

It's RAINING outside, with THUNDER and LIGHTNING. In the
Bed, TWO NAKED WOMEN passionately intertwined, MOANING and
CRYING OUT. We can't see their faces.

INT. BEDROOM - DAY

Sarah wets her lips, sighs deeply, closes the Door.

INT. THE HALLWAY - DAY

Sarah stands in front of the Door at the end of the Hall-
way. She seems very uptight.

Sarah
(sotto voce)
Okay, let's do it.

She grabs the Knob and pushes the door open.

INT. THE BIG BATHROOM - DAY

It's an amazing bathroom. Good sized, Tile Floors, Old Fix-
tures, a Huge Tub. Sarah looks into the Room with fear.

INT. THE BIG BATHROOM - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

The Room is filled with Candles, the Tub is filled with
Blood. In the Doorway, Sarah stands transfixed. Suddenly,
the Surface of the Blood begins to Bubble.

INT. THE HALLWAY - DAY

Sarah quickly steps back into the Hallway, pulls the Door
closed.

Sarah
(mutters)
Fuck.

The SOUND of MOVEMENT elsewhere in the House startles her.

Man's Voice (o.s.)
Sarah? Sarah, are you here?

Sarah
(relaxes, smiles with relief)
Yeah, Bobby, I'm here.

She walks down the Hallway.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - DAY

Sarah enters. Waiting there is BOBBY AVENEL, 40, tall, good
looking, heavy set. He smiles warmly. (We saw him at the
screening)

Bobby
Hey, babe.

Sarah
Hi, Bobby.

They hug.

Bobby
I see your old key still works.
(looks around)
It's funny, but I just couldn't sell this
place before. Or even rent it. In fact,
this is the first time I've been back
since...back then.

Sarah
Same here.

Bobby
Sarah, are you sure about this?

Sarah
Yes. It's what I have to do.

Bobby
Okay. But if you change your mind, I'll
give you a full refund.
Sarah
Thanks.

There is an awkward silence.

Bobby
Well, then, I guess your lawyer will call
my lawyer.

Sarah hugs him very tightly.

Sarah
Thank you for this, Bobby.

Bobby
Anything for my leading lady.
(goes to exit)
Look, what ever you need...

Sarah
I know.

Bobby
Okay.

He blows her a kiss, exits. She looks around the empty
room.

dissolve to:

The room is furnished with things from Sarah's Apartment.
It 'feels homey'. Max and Claire chase each other around
the room.

INT. THE LITTLE BATHROOM - DAY

It's a lot like the Big Bathroom, but half the size, with
only a shower stall. Sarah, wrapped in a towel, brushes her
wet hair.

INT. THE HALLWAY - DAY

Sarah walks down the Hallway. Max follows her, MEOWS. She
picks him up, cuddles him.

Sarah
(cutesy)
Ooooo, my little Max.

He PURRS. She looks at the door at the end of the Hallway.


cut to:

Sarah stands in front of the door, opens it.

INT. THE BIG BATHROOM - DAY

It's empty and unused. Sarah moves to enter. Max GROWLS,
starts struggling, jumps out of her arms.

Sarah
Max, what's the matter?

Max arches his back, HISSES at the room, runs back down the
Hallway.

INT. THE HALLWAY - DAY

Sarah closes the door, a bit unnerved.

Sarah
This can wait.

As she goes back down the Hallway, we can see that some of
the Bedrooms have been turned into an Exercise Room and a
Video Editing Room.

INT. THE KITCHEN - DAY

It's an open area with Big Windows, a Professional Stove, a
Large Refrigerator, a lot of Cabinets and Counter Space, a
Classic B&W Checkerboard Linoleum Floor, and a large Table.
Sarah sits at the Table, drinks tea, writes on a notepad.

INT. SARAH'S WRITING ROOM - DAY

One of the Bedrooms. It has a Workstation with a Computer,
Monitor, Printer, etc. The "FOUR WOMEN" PHOTO, now framed,
sits on a shelf, 'line of sight'. Sarah is at the Computer.
She cracks her knuckles, starts typing.

C/U COMPUTER SCREEN:

The words "FOUR WOMEN TOGETHER an Original Screenplay by
Sarah Cunningham".

dissolve to black:

WIDESCREEN TITLE CARD

FOUR WOMEN TOGETHER

dissolve to:

INT. CASTING OFFICE - DAY

A small space, well-lit, nicely furnished. On the walls,
Actor's Headshots. A DOZEN BEAUTIFUL 'TWENTYSOMETHING'
ACTRESSES in 'cute little dresses', sit in Chairs lined
against the walls, posture, pose, studiously ignoring each
other. At a Desk, a YOUNG MAN, handsome, 20's, goes over
lists of names. He looks bored.

Sarah (v.o.)
It's funny how things work out.

A Headshot of Sarah is tossed on the Desk, startling him.
He looks up to see...Sarah.

Sarah
(very sexy smile)
Hi.

He blushes, smiles, hands her a Clipboard with a Form on
it. He seems like he'd like to say something, but can't.

Sarah
Thanks.

As she turns from him, her smiles drops away. She surveys
the room.

Sarah (v.o.)
Sometimes a casual conversation changes
your whole life.

Across the room is an Empty Chair between TWO BEAUTIFUL
WOMEN. With a few long strides, she arrives at the Empty
Chair. She pauses for a moment, as the Two Women make room.
Sarah sits down, looks over at the Woman on her right.
GRETCHEN FARRAR, 27, quiet, ethereal, sits shyly, keeping
a 'low profile'. Sarah looks at the Woman on her left.
THERESA MOLYNEAUX, 27, high strung, angular, reads her
'sides' with a 'Don't bother me' energy. (We recognize
them both from the PHOTO and the screening) Sarah sighs,
fills out the Form.

cut to:

Sarah, eyes glazing, reads the 'sides'. She puts them down,
takes a Book from her Bag, starts reading it. The Book is
titled: "A Simple Guide to Auric Healing." Gretchen and
Theresa simultaneously take notice of the Book.

Sarah
(smiles at them)
It's a totally incredible book. Look.

She turns to a Chart of the Human Body surrounded by
different Colored Outlines.

Sarah
You see, it shows how the Energetic Body
extends beyond the physical body.

Gretchen
Wow. I've seen other charts, but, this is..

Theresa
(authoritatively)
Concise and radical.

Sarah and Gretchen look at her in amazement.

Theresa
(smiles casually, shrugs)
The woman I do crystal work with has studied
with him.
(indicates the Book)
That's what she said.

Sarah gives her a big smile, puts her hand out.

Sarah
I'm Sarah Cunningham.

Theresa
Theresa Molyneaux.

They shake hands. An intense energy seems to pass between
them, which Sarah 'breaks' by turning to Gretchen.

gretchen
(smiles sweetly)
Gretchen Farrar.

Gretchen shakes hands with Sarah, then Theresa.

Sarah
You know, I totally hate auditions. They
make me want to jump out of my skin.

Theresa
Tell me about it.

Gretchen
You get used to them.

Sarah
Yeah, but you never like them.

Gretchen
Well no, not really. Not me, anyway.

After a beat, Gretchen goes into her Bag, pulls out a small
Velvet Pouch.

Gretchen
I just bought these a few days ago.

She takes out a Deck of Tarot Cards out of the Pouch,
'fans' them, revealing a Set of incredible beauty.

Sarah
(eyes widen)
Oh, my God! Those are amazing.

Gretchen smiles with satisfaction, makes to hand the Deck
to Sarah.

Gretchen
Here.

Sarah
Are you sure? I mean, it's your deck.

Gretchen
It's okay. Your energy feels good.

Sarah smiles warmly, takes the Deck.

Sarah
Whoa. These are intense.

cut to:

Sarah, Clipboard across her lap, shuffles the Tarot Deck on
top of it.

Sarah
So, what do we want to ask?

Theresa
Ask it about us.

Gretchen
Yes, that's a good one. Chance meetings.

Sarah
Okay, concentrate as I shuffle.

Gretchen and Theresa watch Sarah intensely as she shuffles,
then places the Deck flat on the Clipboard.

Sarah
Okay, now each of you cut the deck once.
And use your left hand only.

Gretchen and Theresa 'cut the Deck'. Sarah cuts the Deck,
puts the stacks together, pulls a Card, places it face up.
Her eyes widen, she laughs abruptly.

Sarah
Holy Shit!

Gretchen and Theresa look at the Card, smile.

C/U THE CARD: Three Women Dancing in a circle, holding Cups
raised over their heads.

Theresa
I take it that this is a good omen.

Sarah
It's the Three of Cups. It's a card about
shared experience. Positive shared experience.

Theresa
(skeptical)
So, we're supposed to all become friends?

Gretchen
I think we already are.

The Young Man comes up to them.

Young Man
Gretchen Farrar?
(sees the Cards, smirks)
What is this? MacBeth?

Simultaneously, the Women place their hands together on the
Cards, cackle theatrically. He steps back involuntarily.
The other Women in the room start laughing hysterically.
He smiles with embarrassment. The Women look at each other,
smile warmly.

Sarah (v.o.)
Obviously, this was fate.

INT. ROCK CLIMBING SCHOOL - DAY

C/U OF SARAH'S FACE: She Screams, Laughs uproariously.

Sarah
THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS!

She wears Climbing Gear, hangs sideways on an Artificial
Cliff Face in a large Gym-like room. Theresa is above her,
Gretchen below. Neither one of them is doing all that
great, but everyone is laughing.

INT. GRETCHEN'S APARTMENT - DAY

A tiny place full of Bookshelves and Plants. Gretchen and
Sarah sit side by side before a Keyboard singing together.
Gretchen plays. They look happy, sound beautiful.

INT. FENCING STUDIO - DAY

Two Women fence vigorously. They wear White Padded Fencing
Suits, and Wire Mesh Masks. They Parry and Thrust, with
tremendous energy. SOUND of SWORDS CLASHING ECHOES LOUDLY.
Finally, one Woman 'scores' the other. The 'loser' pulls
off her Mask: Theresa.

Theresa
(pissed)
Fuck!

She throws the Mask down to punctuate the expletive. The
'winner' pulls off her Mask: Sarah.

Sarah
(laughs)
Kicked your ass, dude!

This pisses Theresa off even more. She grabs her Mask off
the floor, gestures with her Sword.

Theresa
I'm going to ram this up your ass!

Sarah
(laughs)
In your dreams, honey.

The Studio Door opens. Gretchen sticks her head in.

Gretchen
Are you guys almost done?

Sarah
Sure. This won't take but a minute.

Theresa growls, puts on her Mask. Sarah puts on her Mask.
They 'go at' each other.

Gretchen
(makes a face)
I think I'll get a Latte'.

She withdraws.

INT. FENCING STUDIO HALLWAY - DAY

SOUND of SWORDS CLASHING ECHOES behind Gretchen, then..

Theresa (o.s.)
FUCK!

INT. CASTING OFFICE - DAY

The Office is funkier than the first one, but basically the
same, i.e. Headshots on walls, ACTRESSES sitting around.
The door opens, the Women troop in, walk up to a 'WELL
WORN' WOMAN, late 40's, at a Desk, place their Headshots
on her Desk, side by side. She looks at them in disbelief.

Woman
What are you, a sister act?

The Women just laugh.

INT. CLUB - NIGHT

"The Scene". Lots of 'YOUNG HOLLYWOOD' TYPES bullshit each
other, Smoke, Drink, get "pounded" by Loud Rock Music. The
Women sit in a Booth with THREE HANDSOME YOUNG MEN, 20's.
All Smoke, Drink. Gretchen's date is intense, talks her ear
off. She's 'zoned out'. The Two Young Men with Theresa and
Sarah are glum 'JAMES DEAN WANNABES'.

Sarah
I'm so fucking broke, I can't believe it.

Theresa
There's a job open at the Hot Box.

Sarah
Hello? Brain Dead! I'm not going to be a
fucking stripper!

Theresa
It's not that! It's what I do. You know,
cocktail waitress.

A good looking GUY, 24, passes the Table, smiles at Sarah.
She gives him a coy smile.

Theresa
You'll make good tips. And I'll be working
the same shift.

Sarah
What do I have to wear?

Theresa
Well, basically, your underwear.

Sarah
Fuck.
(deep breath)
Okay, when can I start?

Man's Voice (o.s.)
Hey, Theresa!

They look up and see Bobby. He smiles brightly. Theresa
smiles back.

Theresa
Bobby. How are you?

Bobby
Can't complain. Yourself?

Theresa
Good. I'm doing good.

Bobby eyes 'James Dean' #1, looks at Theresa, smiles slyly.

Bobby
I'm shooting a music video in a few weeks
and I need some beautiful girls. Descent
money. You interested?

Theresa
Sure.

Bobby
(hands her a Card, grins)
Call me, babe.

Bobby blows her a kiss, moves on.

Sarah
Who was that?

Theresa
Bobby Avenel. He's directed a couple of small
films. I think he's interested in me.

Sarah
Girl, he's totally interested.

Theresa leans close to Sarah, whispers conspiratorially.

Theresa
You want to dance?

Sarah
Yeah, let's do it.

Theresa
(to 'James Dean' #1)
We're going to the little girl's room.

Sarah practically pushes 'James Dean' #2 out of the Booth.
Theresa follows, then turns to Gretchen, grabs her arm.

Theresa
C'mon. You gotta pee.

She pulls Gretchen out of the Booth. The Three Women walk
off arm in arm.

EXT. "HOT BOX" - NIGHT

Sarah sits in her Car, looking at the Flashing Lights on
the side of the Building. She is not a happy girl.

INT. DRESSING ROOM - NIGHT

It's a nasty little rat hole. Overlit, Floor to Ceiling
Mirrors, a few Chairs, some Lockers. Sarah stands in front
of the Mirrors wearing Stiletto Heals, Fishnet Stockings,
a G-String, and a Bustier, all in Black.

Sarah
I can't fucking believe this.

Theresa walks up. She wears the identical outfit in Red.
Sarah turns around, looks at her ass basically hanging
out naked.

Sarah
I can't fucking believe this.

Theresa
(smiles)
I think you look hot.

Sarah
(harsh)
Oh, God. Get over it!

Theresa's hurt. Sarah softens, gives her a hug and kiss.

Sarah
I'm sorry. I'm just freaking out.

Theresa
You'll do fine. C'mon, follow me.

Theresa turns to the Door, opens it. LOUD MUSIC washes into
the room. Sarah takes a deep breath, walks to the door,
stops.

Sarah
Oh, shit.

INT. HOT BOX - NIGHT

The Room is jammed with MEN of EVERY TYPE. A TRASHY LOOKING
GIRL, 20's, with "enhanced assets" and a G-String, is up on
the Stage, rubbing her crotch against a Big Brass Pole. Men
Shout, Throw Money at her. Sarah stands in the Dressing
Room Doorway.

Sarah
(mutters)
Fuck me hard.

AUDIO DISSOLVE from 'HOT BOX' ROCK TRACK
to another, 'NASTIER' ROCK TRACK:

INT. SOUND STAGE - DAY

FOUR 'SKANKY' PRETTY-BOY ROCKERS, 20's, play in front of
a Blue Screen. They are totally "full of themselves". The
Bass Drum has the words "SPOOGE MONKEY" on it's front.
The Women, wearing sexy little Cheerleader Outfits, Dance
around the Band. They are having fun. Bobby sits in a
Directors Chair next to the Camera. He is not a happy boy.
He looks at his Watch.

Bobby
Cut!

After a beat, the Music Playback stops. This has caught
"Spooge Monkey" unawares. They are upset.

Monkey #1
Hey, man! We were just getting our groove.

Bobby
I got the shot I needed. And it's time for
lunch.
(looks around to the CREW, shouts)
Lunch! One hour!

The Crew scatters. Monkey #1 comes up to Bobby, followed by
the rest of the Band.

Monkey #1
Hey, man. We don't have to take this shit
from anybody.

Bobby gives him an "Are you talking to me?" look. The Women
gather beside Bobby. They look ready to fight.

Monkey #1
(sneers)
Your bitches think they're tough?

Sarah
Hey, fuck you, you pinky little dick mother
fucker!

Woman's Voice (o.s.)
Are we having a problem here?

Everyone looks toward the SOUND of the VOICE. MEGAN strides
into the Sound Stage. She is dressed 'uber-hip': Black mini
dress, wrap-around sunglasses, and high-heeled, pointy-toed
'combat boots'. MONKEY #1 gives her an 'Oh, shit! look.

Monkey #1
Ahh...No problem, Megan. It's just that-

Megan
It's just that you're a fucking prima donna.

Bobby and the Women try not to smile.

Monkey #1
C'mon, man. He was treating us like..Well,
disrespectful, you know. Wouldn't even let
us use our own chicks in the video.

Megan
That's 'cause your chicks look like cover
girls for Crack Whore Magazine.

Monkey #1
Fuck this! We're fucking out of here!

Megan
('gets in his face')
Listen up, asshole! I'm the senior management
representative of Catatonic Records on site,
and you fucking faggots are into us for close
to six figures, so you'll do what the fuck
you're told, or you'll wind up on welfare,
and I'll attach your fucking welfare checks
too, if I have to! You got that?!

Monkey #1 'wilts'. The other Band Members step back.

Monkey #1
(small)
Yes.

Megan
Yes, what!?

Monkey #1
(swallows)
Yes, sir..ahh..Ma'am.

Megan
Good. Now get out of here.

Monkey #1
(whiny)
What about our lunch?

Megan digs into her bag, pulls out a Fifty Dollar Bill.

Megan
Go get yourselves some Tommy Burgers.

Monkey #1 starts to say something, changes his mind. The
Band shuffles out. Megan smiles at Bobby and the Women.

Megan
Hello, I'm Megan Mayall...
(looks directly at Gretchen, brightens)
Gretchen!

She and Gretchen hug and laugh.

Gretchen
Hi, sweety.

Megan
God, it's been for-fucking-ever.

Gretchen
Megan and I were teenage skateboarding punks
in Hollywood.

Sarah
I think I've got some of your records.

Megan smiles brightly at Sarah.

Sarah
I'm Sarah.

Megan
Hi.

There is energy between them.

Gretchen
And that's Theresa and Bobby.

Megan
Hi, Theresa. Bobby I know.

Bobby
You kicked some serious ass, babe.

Megan
Fuckers had it coming.

Bobby
By the way, where is their lunch?

Megan
I have the caterers waiting outside. I know
this fucking band, so I figured there would
be some kind of shit.
(grins)
So, we get to eat their lunch.

Theresa
Oh, we like this girl.

Megan winks at her.

cut to:

Everyone sits at a Large Table near the back of the Sound
Stage. It's got a 'great spread'. Megan 'pops' a Bottle of
Champagne. Sarah and Theresa "hoot and holler" as she fills
their glasses.

cut to:

Everyone eats.

Gretchen
..And there was this one time a bunch of
Vato's chased us down an alley.
(to Megan)
Remember?

Megan
Fuck, yeah. We'd been moshing at the Fudge.
I think we were 'Dusted', too. Real fucked
up, one way or another.

Gretchen
Yeah, trashed. You pulled that fucking
huge knife out.

Megan
(laughing)
Right. And you started throwing garbage
cans at them. They ran like whipped dogs.

Sarah
Our sweet little Miss "Gee", violent?

Gretchen
We were sixteen, and out on the street.

Megan
And ripped.

Gretchen
Big time.

cut to:

The conversation continues.

Sarah
...So "Gee's" got this guy camped out in
her apartment, and he won't leave.

Gretchen
He was sweet.

Theresa
He was a freak!

Gretchen
(wistful)
The sex was great.

Everyone laughs.

Sarah
And you couldn't get him out of your
apartment.

Gretchen
That's why I have you two as friends.

Bobby
(to Sarah and Theresa)
You two threw him out?

Sarah
Show a guy a gun and his attitude improves
real fast.

Theresa
Straight razors are also great attitude
adjusters.

Bobby
(impressed)
You really are some tough bitches.

Megan
Any feminist worth her salt packs some kind
of "iron".

Sarah
Damn straight, girl.

They 'high-five'.

cut to:

Megan 'pops' another bottle of Champagne.

Sarah
..God, that fucking job sucks so bad, you
have no idea.

Bobby
What's the job?

Sarah
Theresa and I serve booze to fat, loud-
mouthed assholes in our underwear.

bobby
And how do these assholes get in your under-
wear?

Sarah
The only asshole in my underwear is the
one I fart with.

Bobby
(laughs loudly)
I like you, babe. You've got a big dick.

Sarah
Fuckin-A right, I do!

Bobby is quiet for a moment, then looks at Sarah, Theresa,
and Gretchen.

Bobby
You know what? I've got a proposition for
you girls.

They raise their eyebrows at him.

Bobby
How much do you each pay for rent?

Sarah
Seven and a quarter.

Theresa
Seven fifty.

Gretchen
Six seventy five.

Bobby
Okay, here's the deal. I've got this place
up in the hills. Just kicked this shithead
out 'cause he was three months late. It's
got four bedrooms. They're tiny, but they've
got their own doors.

Theresa
How many bathrooms?

Bobby
Two and a half.

Sarah
So, how much?

Bobby
I've given up trying to make money as a
landlord, so I'll give it to you at my cost.
Twelve hundred and you pay the utilities.
It'll help clean up my karma.

The Women look at each other, smile, look back at Bobby.

The Women
(simultaneously)
Deal!

Bobby grins like 'the cat that ate the canary'.

Theresa
('fisheye's him')
What's the catch?

Bobby
(smiling)
You have to invite me to all your parties.

Sarah
(coy)
Even the lesbian parties?

Bobby
(brightly)
Especially the lesbian parties!

Gretchen
You said four bedrooms?

Bobby
Yeah.

Gretchen
Maybe we should get a fourth.

Bobby
No freaks.

Sarah
Hello? Excuse me! We're all freaks here.

Bobby
(whacks his forehead)
Now, how could I forget that?!

Sarah
Dude, you are so hilarious.

Gretchen
(to Megan)
How much do you pay for rent?

Megan looks a little uncomfortable.

Gretchen
I'm sorry, I only..

Megan looks at Sarah, who smiles warmly.

Megan
Twenty one hundred.

Sarah
Fuck! It better be a palace.

Megan
(shrugs)
It's a condo.
(pause)
If it's okay, I'd like to be your fourth.

Gretchen
Personally, I would be very happy to have you.

Theresa
Yeah, I like your style.

Sarah
(incredulous)
Why would you want to live with roommates?

Megan
I don't really like living alone, and I
definitely don't want to live with a
boyfriend.

Sarah
(grinning)
Well, that's perfectly reasonable.

Sarah looks at Bobby questioningly.

Bobby
Hey, she's cool with me.

Megan has an "aha", pulls out a small Velvet Pouch out of
her bag.

Megan
Are you familiar with the Tarot?
Sarah
Very.

Megan
Let's do a reading.

Sarah
Cool.

cut to:

Megan shuffles the Deck, places it on the Table. Each in
turn, the Women 'cut' the Deck. Megan pulls up the top
Card: The Three of Cups.

Sarah
Holy fucking shit!

Theresa
Jesus Christ!

Gretchen
That's our card.

Megan
Does that mean I'm in?

Sarah
(big smile)
Dude, you are totally fucking in.

Megan
Cool.

(NOTE: From now on, Megan is included in -THE WOMEN-)

Bobby
(taps his Glass)
I believe a toast is in order.

The Women pick up their Glasses, look to Bobby. He raises
his Glass.

Bobby
(wide grin)
Here's to freaks.

The Womem laugh, "CLINK" their glasses.

The Women
To Freaks!

EXT. THE HOUSE - DAY

The House is rather more run down than we first saw it.
The Women pull up in an OLD SEDAN. Sarah drives. As they
get out, they look at the House in wonderment.

INT. THE FOYER - DAY

Semi-darkness. SOUND of DOOR LOCK BEING OPENED. The Front
Door swings in, letting in the daylight. Sarah is the first
one in. She "coo's" with pleasure. Gretchen and Theresa are
right behind her. They smile brightly. Megan follows more
slowly.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - DAY

The Women enter, look around, amazed. Sarah smiles giddily.

Sarah
This place is so fucking rad!

Gretchen and Theresa head down the Hallway, excited. Sarah
keeps looking at the Living Room. Megan watches, smiles.

Sarah
(soft)
This place is so fucking rad.

INT. BEDROOM - DAY

Gretchen looks around the room, smiles happily.

Gretchen
Ohh, this is so cute.

Theresa (o.s.)
Oh, my God! You've got to see this!

INT. THE BIG BATHROOM - DAY

Theresa looks at the Tub like she wants to have sex with
it. Sarah and Megan come in, see the Tub. They're awed.

Sarah
Wow. There's enough room in there for two.

Theresa
Yeah.

Sarah
('gets serious')
Dude, this is going to have to be a communal
bathroom.

Theresa
(laughs)
Fucking Sarah.

Sarah laughs, too. They "high-five" as Gretchen enters.

Gretchen
What's going...

She sees the Tub, stops in her tracks.

Theresa
Isn't it awesome?

Gretchen
(hushed)
It's beautiful.

They all look at the Tub, sigh, then start laughing.

INT. THE KITCHEN - DAY

The Women enter together, smile happily upon seeing this
amazing Kitchen.

Sarah
(giddy)
OH-MY-GOD!

They start laughing happily. Sarah jumps up and down, grabs
Gretchen's and Theresa's hands, they grab Megan's hands,
and they Dance like little girls round in a circle in the
middle of the Kitchen.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - DAY

The place is an 'organized mess'. Sarah and Gretchen sit on
the floor in Sweats and T-shirts, unpacking. Sarah looks up
(but not at Gretchen). She seems annoyed.

Sarah
Dude, what the fuck are you doing?

Theresa(o.s.)
I'm working on the wall.

Sarah
(not happy)
You're what?!

INT. THE HALLWAY - DAY

Theresa is doing a large Rough Sketch on the wall with a
Charcoal Stick. She wears an old Paint Spattered Smock.

Theresa
(shouting)
I'm going to paint a mural!

After a beat, Sarah comes down the Hallway.

Sarah
(laughing)
What are you wearing?

Theresa
Hey, this is my lucky smock. I got it in
Florence.

Sarah
As in Florence, Italy?

Theresa
Yeah. I studied fine art there for three
years.

Sarah
Wow.
(indicating Sketch)
So, what are you doing here?

Theresa
I thought I'd do a full wall mural of the
Italian countryside.

Sarah
That would be fucking intense.

Theresa
I want us to really make this place our own.

Sarah
Mirrors on the living room to make it
bigger?

Theresa
(enthusiastic)
Totally! And wall sconces and track lights
and...

Sarah
(laughing)
A Temple of Excess.

Theresa
Exactly perfect.

Gretchen (o.s.)
Hey, you guys!

Sarah looks at Theresa questioningly. Theresa shrugs.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - DAY

Sarah and Theresa enter. Megan peels Foil off a Champagne
Bottle, but no Gretchen.

Megan
(smiles)
Hey.

Sarah
(smiles)
Hey, yourself. Where's Miss "Gee"?

Gretchen
(enters with Glasses)
Right here.

Theresa
So, what's the occasion?

Megan 'pops' the Bottle.

Megan
Preliminary house warming.

Gretchen hands out Glasses. Megan pours.

Megan
I was wondering, what are the house rules?

Sarah
(grins)
No fucking in the living room.

Theresa
Unless it's a party.

Sarah
Right. And no live-in boyfriends.

Theresa
(smirking at Sarah)
Or girlfriends.

Sarah
Or dogs.

Sarah makes a 'licking' gesture with her tongue at Theresa.

Gretchen
And we all take care of each other.

They all look at Gretchen soberly.

Sarah
(soft)
Yeah. We all take care of each other.

Megan
I like these rules.
Sarah
(raises her glass)
Well, then, here's to the Women's Temple
of Excess!

The rest of the Women raise their Glasses.

All
The Women's Temple of Excess!

They 'up-end' their Glasses. Sarah throws her Glass into
the Fireplace. The others laugh, throw their Glasses too.

INT. THE KITCHEN - DAY

The place is covered with drop cloths. Megan and Gretchen
paint the Cabinets a bright Yellow. They wear Painter's
Hats, Old Clothes.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - DAY

Megan and Theresa hold a large Mirror up against the wall.
Sarah, on a Ladder, bolts down the Mirror with a Power
Drill. Gretchen hands her Bolts. One Mirror is already
fixed to the wall. Several more Mirrors lean against the
far wall.

INT. THE BIG BATHROOM - DAY

Sarah washes the Sink. Megan sits in the Tub, cleaning the
fixtures with a Toothbrush.

INT. "ITALIAN" HALLWAY - DAY

One wall is Covered with a Mural of the Italian Country-
side. The other wall is half-done. Theresa, in her "Lucky
Smock", paints in a Detail with a Tiny Brush, paint on her
face, totally focused.

EXT. THE HOUSE - DAY

At the side of the House, Gretchen and Megan wash Windows.

INT. THE FOYER - DAY

Sarah drills a hole in the wall. Further down, Theresa
stands on a Ladder, stapling wires that run from a Gaudy
Wall Sconce to the Ceiling. White X-mas Lights run along
the edge of the wall and the ceiling.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The Mirrors are all up, Embroidered Cloth is draped over
the top of the Mirrors, X-mas lights line the edge of wall
and ceiling, the Ceiling is painted with Clouds.
The Women are all dressed up. Gretchen and Theresa light
candles on a Little Table in the middle of the floor, while
Sarah and Megan 'cleanse' the room with Burning Sage.

cut to:

The Women sit quietly in a circle on the floor around the
Little Table. Their eyes are closed and they hold hands.
After a beat...

Sarah
I call to the Divine Spirit within to
protect and cherish our precious home.
I ask that Divine Love fall upon those
who live here and those who enter. And
so it is.

All
And so it is.

They open their eyes, look at each other with loving
smiles. SOUND of DOORBELL RINGING.

Sarah
(excited whisper)
It's time to party!

cut to:

The Living Room is jammed. PUNKERS, BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE, HIP
GEEKS, GLAM ROCKERS, INTERESTING SQUAREHEADS, BODY BUILD-
ERS. MUSIC BLASTS. Everyone Talks, Drinks, and Smokes.
Some find space to Dance, including Sarah and Gretchen.

INT. THE FOYER - NIGHT

People 'hang', 'BS', come and go. Bobby enters, takes in
the scene, laughs incredulously.

INT. THE KITCHEN - NIGHT

It's full of people as well. Theresa and Megan are putting
Drinks, Plastic Cups, Ice on the Big Table. Bobby enters,
sees Theresa. She smiles brightly, gives him a big hug and
kiss.

Theresa
I'm so glad you're here.
(looks around)
Isn't this great?

Bobby
Aren't the neighbors complaining?

Theresa
The neighbors are all here!

Bobby
(grins)
You gals are fucking amazing.

Megan comes up, smiles at Bobby.

Megan
You're a pretty hip landlord.

Bobby
Hipper than I knew.

INT. THE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Bobby looks around at the People and the Decor. Sarah,
dancing, smiles and waves. Bobby waves back. She sweeps her
arms to indicate the room. Bobby gives her a 'thumbs up'.

Bobby
Fucking amazing.

A LOUDER SONG BLASTS OUT, People CHEER. Bobby dives into
the Crowd, starts dancing.

INT. "ITALIAN" HALLWAY - NIGHT

Sarah 'makes out' with a CUTE GUY, 20's, in the doorway of
her Bedroom. She pushes the door closed.

cut to:

Megan 'makes out' with a CUTE GUY, 20's, in the doorway of
her Bedroom. She pushes the door closed.

cut to:

Theresa 'makes out' with a CUTE GUY, 20's, in the doorway
of her Bedroom. She pushes the door closed.

cut to:

Gretchen 'makes out' with a CUTE GUY, 20's, in the doorway
of her Bedroom. He pushes the door closed.

INT. THE FOYER - DAY

Sarah, in a Bathrobe, and her Cute Guy say goodbye in the
open doorway. He's still 'hot', trying to kiss her. She is
'so over it'.

Sarah's cute guy
You rocked my world, baby.

Sarah
(thin smile)
Yeah, it was fun.
(slowly pushing him out the door)
Call me sometime...like next month.

He's about to reply when a 'COMMOTION' is heard. They both
look towards the SOUND. Theresa, in a T-shirt, comes toward
the door with her Cute Guy, 'frog-marching' him by his
Collar and the Back of his Pants. She's pissed. His Shirt
and Pants are half undone, he's holding his Leather Jacket,
and a Shoe. Sarah steps back as Theresa roars past, throws
her Cute Guy out onto the Walkway.

Theresa
YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!

Sarah's Cute Guy looks at Theresa in dismay as she slams
the door in his face. Theresa notices a Jacket on the
floor, picks it up, opens Door, throws it at her Cute Guy,
who is just getting up. Sarah's Guy still stands there.
Theresa goes to slam the door, notices a Shoe, picks it up,
throws it, hits her Cute Guy. He goes down. Sarah's Guy
flinches. Theresa slams the door, growls.

Sarah
(calmly)
Yeah?

Theresa
(vehement)
He peed all over the toilet seat!

Sarah
(crinkles face in disgust)
EWEEEEEW!!!

Then Sarah starts laughing.

Theresa
What's so fucking funny!?!

Sarah
What's his name? Did you see his face?

Sarah laughs harder. Theresa reflects a moment, then starts
laughing, too, which gets Sarah going more.

INT. THE KITCHEN - DAY

Megan, in a Japanese Robe, 'ciggy' hanging from her lips,
pins Polaroids of the party to a Corkboard with the Sign:
"Party of the Month", on the wall by the Kitchen Door.
Gretchen is sitting at the Big Table with her Cute Guy,
drinking coffee. He smiles sweetly at her, she blushes.
Sarah and Theresa enter laughing. Megan smiles at them.

Megan
Good morning.

Both of them grab Megan, hug and kiss her happily.

Sarah
Was that a fucking great party, or what?!

Theresa
Yeah, let's do it again tonight!

Megan
I've got a better idea. Tonight, we're
going club hopping. My treat.

Sarah
Fuckin-A!

Theresa
Cool!

Sarah then notices Gretchen's Cute Guy.

Gretchen's cute guy
(smiling sweetly)
Hi.

Sarah has an evil smile, whispers to Theresa and Megan.
They both laugh.

Megan
I think I'll just watch.

Sarah and Theresa go to a Drawer, each pull out a large
Carving Knife. They hold up the Knives, look at Cute Guy.

Sarah
Let's cut off his dick.

theresa
Yeah, an inch at a time.

Sarah
Nah, that would go too fast.

They "psycho" laugh.

Gretchen's Cute Guy
(turns pale, gets up quickly)
Ahh...I have to go now.

He runs into the Kitchen Doorframe, recovers, keeps going.
Sarah and Theresa laugh. SOUND of FRONTDOOR SLAMMING.

Gretchen
(laughing shyly)
He was kind of clingy.

EXT. CLUB - NIGHT

It's some funky, Anonymous Looking Club in Hollywood. The
Women exit the Club, laughing, 'carrying on'. They all wear
BLACK.

man's voice(o.s.)
Hey, Sarah! Sarah!

Sarah looks around, rolls her eyes. The Women look, too.

Sarah
Oh, God! It's fucking Joey.

JOEY, good looking, 20's, waves from in front of the Club.
He has just exited with several GUY FRIENDS, 20's. Sarah
turns forward, keeps walking. She's not happy.

Theresa
Who's fucking Joey?

Sarah
Ignore him. He's an idiot. Thinks cause
I sucked his dick a few times, we're in
love.

They walk a few paces. Suddenly, Joey, right behind them,
grabs Sarah's arm, spins her around, his expression ugly.

Joey
(snarling)
What's your fucking problem, bitch!?!

Sarah seems stunned.

Joey
You think you can just...

Sarah
(tries to pull away)
Get the fuck off me!

Theresa goes at Joey, hitting and clawing.

Theresa
YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHITHEAD!

Joey goes to take a swing at Theresa. Megan breaks a beer
bottle on his head. He falls to his knees. Furious, the
Women start to punch and kick him.

Click here for Part 2

Some Perspective

Part of the problem with talking to Americans about Climate Change is the use of Celsius. So here's a little heads up...

2°C = 35.6°F

4°C = 39.2°F

So the average temp in NYC in August is 82°F. A global rise of 2°C would make that 118.6°F. A global rise of 4°C would make that 121.2°F.

The average temp in NYC in January is 27°F. A global rise of 2°C would make that 62.6°F. A global rise of 4°C would make that 66.2°F.

Those are averages, not highs. And those two numbers are a 'best case' scenario by the second half of this century if we get busy. If not, temps could go by 8°C [46.4°F] to 12°C [53.6°F]. I'll let y'all do your own math on that...

"Four Women Together": An Introduction

This is from my Live Journal on Feb. 12th, 2006

~This is one of the few feature length screenplays that I will post here. I wrote the first draft in six weeks right around this time of year back in 1997, and then did a major re-write the following year.

It was originally written for the woman I call The Beautiful Monster, Sarah L. The re-write was actually done with a fair amount of input from her. Even though her character is not the nicest person, how many actresses have a script written about them?

Of course, it's not really about Sarah, but about my perversely romanticized version of her, but the fictional Sarah is very closely modeled upon the the real one. “Scary!”, as she would say.

The three other women are also modeled upon real women, though not quite like Sarah, except for Megan, who is very much Megan herself, the wounds from that relationship still being quite fresh when I set Pen to Paper. But Theresa and Gretchen, while grounded my two old flames of the same name, are actually more closely modeled upon two mutual friends of Sarah and myself, Jennifer and Samantha.

I'm willing to post this screenplay publicly because even in the present market this project would be a very hard sell and not really worth any one stealing.

However, “Four Women Together” is registered with The Writer's Guild of America, first in the spring of 1997 and then renewed in 2002, said renewal good until the spring of 2007.

The script itself runs about 116 pages in three Open Office files. I did attempt to post them all in one, but LJ said 'Error'. So, I just made three entries, each hyper linked to the next one. You will also note a number of typos, mostly character names not capitalized. That's a leftover from the old formatting program and way too much hassle to fix. Forgive me.

And now, without further ado, Four Women Together...