The Devil's Advocate Page #3

KEVIN:

Is this game sexual in nature?

(waiting)

Is this game sexual in nature?

BARBARA:

We only played it once.

KEVIN:

This special party, Barbara, this was the first time you told the story about Mr. Gettys.

BARBARA:

Yes.

KEVIN:

I've spoken to the other children who were there that day. Can you think of anything else, Barbara,

they might have told me about that party?

PROSECUTOR:

Objection. Your Honor, if he has

other witnesses let him call them.

KEVIN:

(right at Barbara)

If I need to call those other

children, I will.

JUDGE:

I'm gonna sustain that, Mr. Lomax.

Rephrase your question.

KEVIN:

You threatened those children,

didn't you?

BARBARA:

That's not the way it happened -

KEVIN:

You told them to falsely claim that Mr. Gettys had hurt them,

didn't you?

BARBARA:

These things did happen!

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KEVIN:

Because if they didn't go along you were going to tell everyone about this special party.

BARBARA:

They happened to me.

KEVIN:

So you made up a story. A

special story, about a math teacher -- a disgusting pig monster -- you didn't like.

That's what really happened,

isn't it?

BARBARA:

I didn't want to be the only one!

BARBARA'S FATHER can take it no longer -- suddenly on his feet -- charging -

BARBARA'S FATHER

You son of a b*tch!

The bailiff making a diving grab -

KEVIN:

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

Chaos -- court officers struggling with Barbara's Father and people yelling and Gettys hugging his wife and son and the gavel banging like mad and Kevin just sitting there, staring at the floor, completely drained,

emotionally, morally, physically and -

In the back of the room, a man. He's black. Elegant.

Amused by the scene. His name is LEAMON HEATH.

MARY ANN LOMAX leans in behind her husband. She is a

doll. We love her.

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10.

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MARY ANN:

Pack it up, baby. You need a

drink.

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6 INT. FLORIDA NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT 6

It's a rock and roll joint. Florida style. But it's

early and empty. Kevin is at the bar with Mary Ann, two LAWYER friends, the Reporter and someone's girl friend.

12 shot glasses, two rows of six. A perfect tequila pour and -LAWYER

#1 (O.S.)

In the event we all get drunk and forget, I suggest we frontload the ceremonial bullshit...

(a toast)

To the best damn trial lawyer in Alachua County.

Kevin, subdued, watches the rest of them drink.

REPORTER:

So, Kev, off the record, how's it

feel to squeeze a man like Gettys through the door of reasonable doubt?

MARY ANN:

No.

(waving him off)

I told you already, we're not gonna discuss that damn case

anymore. Done.

(to Kevin)

Am I right?

KEVIN:

I'll drink to that.

(as he does)

No shop talk.

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7 MONTAGE 7

Tequila pours. As the night goes on.

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