ACT IV
INT. FONTAINE HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - EVENING
Liv is wearing a black dress, that she is ruining by curling up
into a fetal position on the couch, her head on Lucy's lap.
Lucy strokes her daughter's head Maya sits in a chair opposite
them. Both Maya and Lucy are wearing appropriate funeral
appropriate clothes as well.
LUCY
Sweetie? Can I get you anything?
(Liv shakes her head)
I'm going to go upstairs and change. Sure
you don't need anything?
Liv shakes her head. Lucy kisses her daughter on top of her
head.
LUCY
Yell if you need me.
Lucy heads upstairs. Maya and Liv just look at each other. Maya
takes a breath to say something.
LIV
Don't.
MAYA
What?
LIV
Don't say anything. I don't want to hear it.
I know what you thought of him and I know
that it's true, but I don't want to hear it
right now.
MAYA
Liv...
LIV
Don't say it!
Maya stands up and goes to her friend.
MAYA
I know what he was. More importantly, I know
what he was to you. I'm sorry.
Liv breaks out into tears and Maya holds onto her. Liv begins
to wail and sob onto Maya's shoulder.
LIV
(sobbing)
He saw me!
MAYA
What?
LIV
(sobbing)
He said I looked nice. At the dance. He
noticed me.
Maya rubs Liv's back as she continues to sob.
INT. XANDER'S FIREHOUSE - MAIN ROOM
Xander and Jordy are both dressed in suits. Xander has removed
his tie and Jordy has quickly gone into disheveled mode as he
drinks his daily potion. Xander is staring out the window at
the night sky.
JORDY
You okay Mr. Harris?
XANDER
I'll be fine.
JORDY
Pongo and I were going to watch...
XANDER
(interrupting)
Not tonight.
JORDY
Right.
Jordy heads to his basement room as Xander picks up the phone.
XANDER
(after dialing)
Hey Will, it's me. Got a minute? Sorry, I
know it's late. I just had a bad couple of
days and... I need to talk.
EXT. CAPE KENNETH CEMETERY - BRAD VALENTINE'S GRAVE SITE - NIGHT
The tombstone reads Bradley Hart Valentine 1988-2005 "Beloved
Son, Star Athlete and Friend. He will be missed"
As we slowly pull back from the grave we see the the familiar
cloaked Consul Members surrounding the grave. A hand bursts
through the fresh dirt and the rest of the body soon follows.
Bradley pulls himself halfway up through the ground and looks
up at the cloaked figures.
CONSUL #1
Hello, Mr. Valentine.
CONSUL #2
We've been waiting for you.
CONSUL #3
Welcome to your afterlife.
Brad smiles... and his teeth grow into fangs and his face gets
the familiar bumpy faced look.
GO TO BLACK
END ACT IV
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