Framed By My Fiance Page #2

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It... it still hurts.

Yeah, I bet.

You, uh, you took

a pretty good hit.

Yeah, I'll be all right.

You okay?

Yeah.

I just feel terrible.

I, um...

I just found out

the other driver has died.

Oh, my God.

Jenny, what's important

right now

is that you remember

it was an accident.

I just... I can't believe it.

It all happened so fast.

I know, and you're going

to be fine, but...

We need to talk about

who caused the accident.

What?

What are you talking about?

You were driving.

No. No.

See, Jenny,

we can't think like that.

We need to say that

you were driving.

You took your eyes off the road.

That's our story.

We have to stick to it.

Why?

Think about it.

If I was driving

and I caused an accident

that killed someone,

there's no way that the governor

is gonna appoint me to judge.

But if you were driving...

Well, you're just

a nurse, right?

It's not like you're a doctor.

My career needs to be safe.

It has to be, for both of us.

Our, our future life

is at stake.

I don't understand

why you're... what are you...

It's just a little lie.

That's all it is.

And the only two people

in the whole world

that'll ever know the truth

is me and you.

The two of us.

A team.

So you want me to lie for you

because you think your career

is more important than mine?

No.

Jenny, it... this isn't

just for my career.

This is for the both of us.

Daniel, I... I love you,

but I don't feel

comfortable lying about this.

Jenny, you're not

seeing it clearly, okay?

I know people

in the DA's office.

This will just be a slap

on the wrist for you.

A... a little speck

on your record.

It won't mean anything.

It means something to me.

Someone is dead, Daniel.

All you have to do

is tell one little lie,

and soon you'll be the wife

of a very important man.

You didn't even think

this through, Daniel.

Even if I did lie to the police,

the paramedics pulled me

out of the passenger seat.

They're gonna know

that we're lying.

I'm not gonna do it.

Well...

I'm really sorry that you can't

remember the accident, Jenny.

It did happen so fast.

I do.

See, you were so excited

when we left the restaurant,

that you begged me

to let you drive my car.

You said that you wanted

to feel the thrill

of racing down an open road

while blasting your music.

You were singing away, happy...

not paying attention

when you swerved into

the other lane

and you forced that car

off the road.

(SIGHS)

It was horrible.

I was in the passenger seat.

And when the paramedics arrived,

you were in the driver's seat.

The mirrors were set for you.

The seat was adjusted for you.

You see, Jenny, I remember

the accident so clearly now.

Maybe, someday you'll

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