Midnight In The Garden Of Good And Evil Page #3

Mr. John Kelso?

This is for you.

(JOHN OVER MACHINE) I'm not in. Leave

a message and I'll get back to you.

- Mr. Kelso?

- Yes.

I'm Lucille Wright.

I cater Mr. Williams' parties.

- Nice to meet you.

- He'll be down shortly.

Would you like to see what we'll serve?

Of course.

Come in.

Lots of fresh vegetables...

...hot bread...

...jumbo shrimp.

Let's see.

This is smoked ham and turkey.

JOHN:

Both.

LUCILLE:
A big fruit platter.

And this is a wonderful crab dish.

JOHN:

A bisque?

- Jeff Braswell.

- John Kelso.

- I shoot Jim's parties.

- Let's get a shot of the whole spread.

Town & Country

loves its pretty pictures.

LUCILLE:

And pumpkin cornbread.

Mr. Williams insists on

low-country cooking for his parties.

Oh, you're going to have fun tonight.

JIM:

Indeed he is, Lucille.

Good fit.

I have an eye for framing things.

Welcome to Mercer House, Mr. Kelso.

You have outdone yourself again

this year.

LUCILLE:

Well, thank you.

JIM:
I'm glad to see you.

Merry Christmas.

JIM:

Merry Christmas.

There you are. The man with the cigar.

So happy you're back.

Emma.

Did you watch my drink for me?

Merry Christmas.

JIM:
I thought you'd tried

to steal it from me.

- Senator, how are you?

- Great.

Merry Christmas to you.

So happy to have you here.

Look at you.

Welcome to Mercer House.

I think we have

quite a party going tonight.

Look at that niece of mine.

Come over here.

- How are you?

- John Kelso.

Oh, darling!

You look so pretty tonight.

I have one just like that at home.

I see our emerald bird has arrived.

Good to see you.

Handsome as ever.

- How are you, dear?

- I'm just fine.

Now who is that magnificent creature?

That is Serena Dawes.

Serena, you are

as gorgeous as ever.

I try.

Celebrated beauty in her day.

When her tycoon husband died, she

moved back to Savannah and created...

...sort of a museum to herself

in her boudoir.

I'll introduce you.

HARRY:
You look very nice.

SERENA:
Who are these people?

How lovely to see you out of bed.

Why, Jim,

I'd get out of bed for you anytime.

Harry was just about to show us

the latest addition to his arsenal.

You know what that is?

That is a.25.

My late husband blew his brains out

with one of those.

- So did mine.

- What?

I was fixing myself a drink and Gunsmoke

was on TV and I heard a shot.

I thought it was part of the show till

I walked in and Lyman was bleeding...

...sprawled in his favorite chair.

Everyone knew

our marriage was a disaster.

If I'd so much as touched that gun,

they'd have charged me with murder.

Yes, well, one day...

...I will shoot a man.

I may start with you. Or you.

- Is that loaded?

- Oh, yeah.

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