The White Angel Page #3

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CARTER begins to object,

CARTER:

That's not technically accurate -

SIMPSONS murders weren't sexually

motivated.

DEZERAE:

You know that circulation is down for

three months in a row.

CARTER:

I heard something like that

DEZERAE:

Then it's going to be 'I killed for

sex'... Listen darling, why won't you

let us use your real name for the

features - if people knew that it was

the ELLEN CARTER writing the features

and not just some pseudonym - then we

might shift more units. You haven't

written anything in four years darling -

I know you need this job - and if

circulation keeps dropping, there's not

going to be a magazine for you to write

for...

CARTER is about to object when DEZERAE cuts in again - this woman

really knows how to run her ship.

DEZERAE:

I don't want to hear it...Now get out -

I've got deadlines

CARTER smiles at DEZERAE's abrupt manner - stands and prepares to

leave... DEZERAE is back at work - choosing between the two photos.

CARTER:

(Smiling) I wouldn't choose either...

CARTER leaves.

16 INT DAY OFFICES - CARTER walks from DEZERAE's office - and over to

SALLY'S desk. LANCE is STILL trying. ANDY the office worker appears and

passes her the photocopy and photograph...

ANDY:

I thought it might look better enlarged!

CARTER takes it and smiles - it sure does. We see the bright picture of

LANCE ogling over SALLY, his hand firmly lodged on her inner thigh -

and from SALLY'S expression, she doesn't like it.

CARTER passes the sheet to SALLY with her filofax.

CARTER:

Could you fax this to this number as

quickly as possible.

SALLY takes the sheet, and smiles when she looks at it. She turns round

and inserts it into the fax machine, dialling a number from CARTERS

filofax. SALLY turns round confidently looking at LANCE.

CARTER holds out the polaroid photo...

CARTER:

It's the photo I have just faxed to your

wife...

LANCE snatches it...

LANCE:

What!?

He looks round, the photo clearly coming out of the fax machine. There

is a calling from the other side of the office as another WORKER shouts

out...

WORKER:

LANCE - Your wife is on line 3!

CARTER drops her cigarette in LANCES mug -

CARTER:

Send her my love...

17 EXT DAY 66 ACACIA AVENUE - CARTER screeches into her drive in her car,

glances at her watch and jumps out. She hurriedly runs to the door -

CARTER:

(Under breath) Please be in and have

tidied the house...

(CONTINUED)

17 CONTINUED:

She rings the doorbell but no-one answers. She begins rummaging in her

handbag and retrieves her keys. She opens the door as a girl on a bike

comes tearing round the corner and into the drive. It is MIK - young

and athletic with long flowing red hair - she works as a despatch

rider. She screaches to a halt and leaps from her mountain bike.

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