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Luther walks quickly up --and here we get a sense of the

vast size of the place --it feels bigger inside than it

looked in the moonlight.

A Van Gogh at the head of the stairs. Luther moves past

it, then stops, goes back, studies the painting. It’sa

late one, when the madness had him and things were

sliding away. Very sad.

Luther looks at it admiringly for another moment -

--then surprisingly he raises his hand, and for just an

instant traces the lines of the painting in the air, as

if trying to figure out how the magic was done, as if

getting ready for his next museum session -

--then almost grudgingly, he moves on, up toward the

third floor.

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Here’s a Hopper. One of the great ones, filled with an

overpowering sense of being alone -

--Luther stares at it almost in awe, whispers "wow,"

moves on.

28 INT. SULLIVAN MANSION -HALLWAY -NIGHT 28

Luther, walking down the third-floor corridor.

The corridor walls. No paintings here --instead we see

a series of framed photographs. The first is of a baby

girl, the next one of the same child at three.

We watch the child grow up in these photos. At ten she

is already pretty. At fifteen a stunner.

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Not a classic beauty by any means, she is turning into,

if you will a latter-day Ann-Margret. The kind of girl

you ached for in high school. The perfect cheerleader.

These are pictures, we will come to know, of Christy

Sullivan. A high school graduation shot at eighteen, a

shot in front of a Burger King at twenty.

CLOSEUP -WEDDING PHOTOGRAPH *

Christy, looking just fabulous, is 24 and smiling

happily. We can only see her face and the wedding veil

here. Now -PULL

BACK to reveal -A

glorious and expensive white wedding dress.

holds a bouquet of flowers. Breathtaking.

Christy

KEEP PULLING BACK.

And now we can see the groom. Walter Sullivan. Walter

is smiling too, one arm proudly around his lovely bride.

Walter, it might be noted, is eighty years old.

Luther, staring at the photo, shakes his head.

moves on.

Now he

29 INT. SULLIVAN MANSION -MASTER BEDROOM -NIGHT 29

Luther opens the DOOR. It SQUEAKS. He goes inside,

closes the door firmly. Next, he puts his backpack down,

takes out a low-power non-glare work light, sets it up.

Now he looks around. A huge room, a gigantic canopied

bed.

A nightstand alongside, which contains a small silver

clock, three Danielle Steel novels piled neatly one atop

the other, several more photos of the happy couple ---

and an antique silver-plated letter opener with a

thick leather handle.

Luther. He studies himself in front of a very large

full-length mirror across from the canopied bed.

Now we realize something --he isn’t studying himself,

he’s studying the mirror itself.

He turns, goes to the sitting area where there are chairs

and a sofa and a large TV and VCR.

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