Psycho Page #3

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MARY:

I haven't even been married once

yet!

SAM:

Yeah, but when you do... you'll swing.

MARY:

(smiling, then with a

terrible urgency)

Sam, let's go get married.

SAM:

And live with me in a storeroom behind

a hardware store in Fairvale. We'll

have a lot of laughs. When I send my

ex-wife her money, you can lick the

stamps.

MARY:

(a deep desperation)

I'll lick the stamps.

He looks at her, long, pulls her close, kisses her lightly,

looks out the window and stares at the wide sky.

SAM:

You know what I'd like? A clear,

empty sky... and a plane, and us in

it... and somewhere a private island

for sale, where we can run around

without our... shoes on. And the

wherewithal to buy what I'd like.

(he moves away,

suddenly serious)

Mary, you want to cut this off, go

out and find yourself someone

available.

MARY:

I'm thinking of it.

SAM:

(a cheerful shout)

How can you even think a thing like

that!

MARY:

(picking up handbag,

starting for door)

Don't miss your plane.

SAM:

Hey, we can leave together can't we?

MARY:

(at door)

I'm late... and you have to put your

shoes on.

Mary goes out quickly, closing door behind her. As Sam stares

down at his shoeless feet,

CUT TO:

EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET - (DAY) - HIGH ANGLE

Shooting down at hotel entrance. Mary comes out, walks quickly

to a parked cab, gets in. The cab zooms up the awful street.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. LOWERY REAL ESTATE OFFICE - (DAY)

A small, moderately successful office off the main street. A

cab pulls up at the curb. We see Mary get out of cab, pay

driver, cross pavement to the office door.

INT. OUTER OFFICE - (DAY)

Mary enters office, crosses to her desk, sits down, rubs her

temples, finally looks over at Caroline, a girl in the last

of her teens.

MARY:

Isn't Mr. Lowery back from lunch?

CAROLINE:

(a high, bright, eager-

to-talk voice laced

to-with a vague Texan

accent)

He's lunching with the man who's

buying the Harris Street property,

you know, that oil lease man... so

that's why he's late.

(a pause, then, as

Mary does not respond

to the pointed thrust)

You getting a headache?

MARY:

It'll pass. Headaches are like

resolutions... you forget them soon

as they stop hurting.

CAROLINE:

You got aspirins? I have something...

not aspirins, but

(cheerfully takes

bottle of pills out

of desk drawer)

my mother's doctor gave these to me

the day of my wedding.

(laughs)

Teddy was furious when he found out

I'd taken tranquilizers!

She rises, starts for Mary's desk, pills in hand.

MARY:

Were there any calls?

CAROLINE:

Teddy called. Me... And my mother

called to see if Teddy called. Oh,

and your sister called to say she's

going to Tucson to do some buying

and she'll be gone the whole weekend

and...

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