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July 1998
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Part II
The following is part two of a thirteen part serialization for the screenplay Blinded, written by Robert Sterling. It is suggested for mature audiences only. Though it is copyrighted, feel free to forward it to others, or to put it on your website.
Sit back, turn down the lights, microwave a bag of popcorn, and enjoy the show.
INT. MERCEDES-BENZ - AFTER FOUR DAYTIME
She drives the two of them home. The young man looks
around, plays with the car phone, then looks at her.
YOUNG MAN
I talked to one of the doctors.
The chiropractor.
EVELYN
Carla.
YOUNG MAN
Nice lady. How many of you work
there?
EVELYN
Six. There's me, Carla, another
chiropractor named Judy, Betty,
who's our nutritionist, Wendy, who
does acupuncture, and Janet.
She's our massage therapist.
She's absolutely wonderful.
YOUNG MAN
That's a lot of services.
EVELYN
We heal the mind, body, and soul
at the Holistic Health Clinic.
YOUNG MAN
Sounds like a great commercial.
EVELYN
For a man suffering a fugue, you
seem to have a good sense of
humor. Do you know your
birthdate? That could help us
track down who you are.
YOUNG MAN
(shakes head no)
I know I'm twenty-something.
(beat) You married?
EVELYN
Yeah. Had my first child
recently.
YOUNG MAN
Oh. Congratulations. How old's
your kid?
EVELYN
Four months.
YOUNG MAN
And yourself?
EVELYN
(smiling playfully)
Aren't we nosy? First you ask if
I'm married, then for my age. If
I didn't know better, I'd say you
were hitting on me.
YOUNG MAN
(nervously)
No, no. You just look young for
someone who's done as much as you
have.
EVELYN
Flattery will get you everywhere.
I'm in my early thirties.
He smiles and looks at her. He looks out the car
window at the very expensive area.
YOUNG MAN
Nice dips in this area.
EVELYN
Dips?
YOUNG MAN
Yeah. Houses. They're nice.
EVELYN
Well, my husband and I can afford
it.
YOUNG MAN
What's he do?
EVELYN
He's a lawyer.
YOUNG MAN
Oh. (beat) What do you call a
lawyer neck deep in cement?
EVELYN
I don't know. What?
YOUNG MAN
Not enough cement. (they smile)
How about that? You can take away
my memories, but not my lawyer
jokes.
EVELYN
My husband gets a real kick out of
them.
YOUNG MAN
Oh.
He becomes silent as she drives the car in a driveway
to the right.
EVELYN
Here we are.
The driveway is long. The mansion grounds is hidden
from view from the outside by a wall and shrubbery.
There is a tremendous green lawn. The house is huge,
Victorian-looking, with some cars in front, and a
couple of smaller buildings to the right of it, which
are the servant quarters. The house is taller than it
is wide. It looks quite expensive, with a huge
satellite dish out front to top things off.
YOUNG MAN
Nice dip. Hope I find out I live
in a place like this.
EXT. OUTSIDE MANSION GROUNDS - CONT.
She parks at the driveway's end. As they get out of
the car, a lone figure, a man in his fifties, walks out
the front door towards them at the car. He carries a
bottle of Jack Daniels and wobbles as he walks, smiling
strangely. He is MR. HOOD.
MR. HOOD
Welcome to the Hood Mansion, my
dear guests. I am Charles, your
host.
EVELYN
(staring at him)
Charles. You're drunk already.
MR. HOOD
Don't call me Charles! I'm Mr.
Hood! (looks at the young man)
You've brought a guest home.
YOUNG MAN
I'm a...
MR. HOOD
No, don't tell me. I can see
you're a dildo for her twat.
EVELYN
Charles!
MR. HOOD
You think I don't know, DO YOU?
Well I know. Yessir, I know.
EVELYN
Charles, you're not making any...
MR. HOOD
SHUT UP, YOU FUCKIN' BITCH! YOU
HEAR ME, YOU FUCKIN' BITCH!!
YOU'RE A GODDAMN SLUT WHO NEEDS
DICK ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!
YOUNG MAN
(looking steamed)
Listen, Spike. I don't know
what's your problem, but...
EVELYN
(to young man)
It's okay. Don't do this.
He looks at her and quiets down. He has a seething
look on his face. Mr. Hood smiles.
MR. HOOD
Yeah, you can shut him up, but not
me. I'm your FUCKING HUSBAND! I
AM LORD OVER YOU!
EVELYN
Charles...
MR. HOOD
I'M MR. HOOD! (beat, to young
man) You know, she used to do the
best fuckin' tricks. She'd fuck
you anywhere, anyway, anyhow. And
suck cock too. Gave the best
fucking blowjobs. Then she got my
money, and she doesn't do shit.
Not with me, anyway. Just a
goddamn whore with a fucking PH.D..
The young man looks real steamed as Evelyn appears very
hurt. One of the mansion's help, an older man name MR.
NICHOLAS, comes out of the main house.
EVELYN
(to Mr. Hood)
I'm taking him to the servant's
quarters. You're going in with
Mr. Nicholas.
MR. HOOD
I'll go in, but only because I
want to. I AM LORD OF THE
HOUSEHOLD!
Mr. Nicholas tries to help him walk as Mr. Hood turns
around. Mr. Hood shoves him away.
MR. HOOD
I can walk on my fucking own!!
He walks a few steps, then falls flat on his face.
Evelyn and the young man walk silently to the servant
quarters. After a few seconds, he speaks.
YOUNG MAN
You really married to that creep?
EVELYN
You've met him under bad
conditions.
YOUNG MAN
He better know I don't take
fucking guff from nobody.
They reach the front of the servant quarters.
EVELYN
Sleep on it. Everything will be
fine. Take a shower. I'll have
Mr. Nicholas bring some dinner
here.
YOUNG MAN
(pause, then slowly)
Alright. You gonna be okay?
EVELYN
Yeah. He'd never hurt me. I
appreciate the concern, though.
(they smile) Well, if you'd like
something, buzz Mr. Nicholas on
the intercom. (beat) I'll see
you tomorrow.
The young man nods his head and smiles. He stares as
she walks away. From his view she's directly in front
of the sun.
INT. BREAKFAST TABLE AND KITCHEN - MORNING
Mr. Hood and Evelyn are sitting at the table as Mr.
Nicholas cooks breakfast. Mr. Nicholas, it can now be
seen, has a artificial left arm, along with a regular
right one which he uses for his work. Mr. Hood eats
eggs and bacon with a cup of coffee, while she has a
bowl of cereal and orange juice. The L.A. Times is
laying on the table. The t.v. is on one of those
morning shows, and on are two great looking women,
LESLIE and CONNIE. Mr. Hood and Evelyn both have on
business attire. The young man walks in the room,
wearing a blue robe and slippers, looking much cleaner
than the night before. Evelyn and Mr. Hood stare at
him, as she begins to smile. He smiles back.
EVELYN
(with a smile)
Who are you?
YOUNG MAN
It's nice to be cleaned up.
MR. HOOD
Evelyn told me about you this
morning. Nice meeting you,
although I understand we've
already had the pleasure meeting.
(the young man nods)
I apologize for my conduct last
night. I'll try not to let it
happen again. It's the kind of a
Jeckyll and Hyde thing, lawyer by
day, foul-mouthed bastard by
night.
YOUNG MAN
More like a Hyde and Hyde thing.
MR. HOOD
(smiling)
Hyde and Hyde. Now that would be
a great name for a law firm.
(beat) Evelyn mentioned you had a
good sense of humor. Hungry? Mr.
Nick can cook you up something, or
you can be a wuss and have fruit
loops.
EVELYN
(smiles)
He always teases me about eating
them.
YOUNG MAN
Could I have some eggs and bacon?
MR. HOOD
Certainly. (to Mr. Nicholas) You
hear the man, Mr. Nick?
MR. NICHOLAS
Yes sir, Mr. Hood.
MR. HOOD
You can take a look at the paper.
He pushes the paper in front of the young man, who
opens it and looks at the front page. On it are the
headlines: "ECONOMIST PREDICT MAJOR RECESSION",
"ENVIRONMENTAL CATASTROPHE APPROACHING, EXPERTS WARN",
"20 MORE BANKS FOLD", "U.S. NUMBER ONE - IN HOMICIDES",
and, for a sports page blurb, "DODGERS AND ANGELS BOTH
LOSE AGAIN". But the main front page article is
"SHAMAN KILLER CONTINUES TO BAFFLE POLICE", with a
drawing of a man with long blond hair and cake makeup
on his face. There is the sound of a baby crying, and
LILIAN, an older, cheerful looking woman with a British
accent walks into the room.
LILIAN
Oh, Ms. Hood, the baby needs your
attention now.
EVELYN
I'll be right back.
She smiles as she gets up, patting Mr. Hood's forehead.
The two men stare at her as she leaves. They then look
at the t.v.
MR. HOOD
Ever watch this show?
(the young man shakes his
head no)
A guy used to co-anchor. Real
fucking dick-smack. So they fire
his ass, and while they looked for
a replacement, they had the blonde
fill in. (beat) The ratings went
through the roof. That's when
they realized people would rather
look at two broads, especially
ones that look like them, than a
guy and a girl. They're all
changing to that format now. Not
that I'm complaining. They're
gorgeous.
(the young man nods in
agreement)
Nice tits, too. (beat, stares at
t.v.) Still, they can't touch my
wife in the looks department.
Maybe you can't tell from her
business appearance, but Evelyn's
a real looker. (beat) I really
do love her. I remember the first
time we met. She was like no one
I'd met before. Had me
immediately. (beat, stares at
young man) Know what I'd do to a
guy if I found out he was fucking
Evelyn?
YOUNG MAN
(pause, thinking)
You'd kill him, right?
MR. HOOD
No, I wouldn't do that. (smile,
pause, sinister clasp) I'd cut
off his dick, and I'd eat it for
breakfast.
He takes a piece of bacon from his plate and bites it
in half. There is a crisp crunching sound.
YOUNG MAN
Guess it beats fruit loops.
Mr. Hood smiles as Mr. Nicholas brings a plate of eggs
and bacon to the young man.
MR. NICHOLAS
Here you go, sir.
MR. HOOD
Eat up. Mr. Nick's the best damn
cook I've met in my life.
The young man takes a bite of egg as Evelyn comes in
the room with the baby in her arms. She feeds him milk
through a bottle. The young man looks at her and the
baby. He looks like a little angel.
EVELYN
You two getting along?
MR. HOOD
Great. (beat) I like him.
Reminds me of myself.
YOUNG MAN
Cute kid. What's his name?
EVELYN
Sigmund Freud Hood. We're naming
our next son Carl Jung.
YOUNG MAN
(laughs, pause)
Carl. I like the sound of that.
Wouldn't mind being called that.
MR. HOOD
Well, how about we call you that
until we learn your real name,
Carl?
CARL
(thinks a moment)
Carl it is. (to Evelyn) So, he's
on the bottle?
EVELYN
I still breast-feed him. It's
just we're at the table, and I
don't want to embarrass you.
CARL
Oh, I wouldn't mind.
MR. HOOD
I think she baby's him too much.
I'm afraid he's gonna turn into a
pansy. Make a kid a mama's boy,
and he'll never be a man. (beat)
You know, when Sigmund was born,
the hospital was supposed to wrap
him in a blue towel, beings he's a
boy. Only they ran out of them,
so they used a pink one instead.
So when I first see him, I think
he's a girl. So considering the
situation around his birth, I
think I got a right to be
concerned.
EVELYN
(to Lilian in other room)
Lilian, I think he's calmed down.
Could you take Sigmund from me? I
have to get ready for work.
(looking at Carl)
Mr. Nicholas will show you what
you have to do in the garden. He
can help you out if you need
it, as can Lilian.
Lilian walks into the room with a smile on her face,
and takes the baby from Evelyn.
EVELYN
Have a good day, Carl.
Evelyn gives Carl a big smile as Lilian begins singing
a Mary Poppins\Sound of Music song. Carl takes a huge
bite of egg.
