Dead Like Me 1x10: Business Unfinished Original air date in the USA: 29 August 2003 Written by Dan Fesman, Harry Victor & J.J. Philbin Directed by David Straiton Transcripted by Moonfire (If there are any inconsistencies or mistakes please contact jayekent200@hotmail.com) ========================== DISCLAIMER: ========================== "Dead Like Me" and other related entities are owned, (TM) and (c) by Bryan Fuller and MGM Television in association with Showtime. All Rights Reserved. This transcript was made without their permission, approval, authorization or endorsement. Any reproduction, duplication or distribution of this material in any form is expressly prohibited. It is absolutely forbidden to use it for commercial gain, this is purely for fans. ========================== Additional cast members: Mary Kate Hourihan - Susan Sullivan Matthew Hourihan - Haig Sutherland Joyce - Mary Black Sylvia - Pam Hyatt Casey - Deanne Henry Dancer - Stephanie Daniel Delores Herbig - Christine Willes Cam Cronin - Maitre D' Fulvio Cecere - Cop from Plague Division Crystal - Crystal Dahl ========================== SUMMARY: ========================== George receives her first paycheque from 'Happy Time' Daisy finds a scam that is too much to pass up Mason helps a gay couple. Rube gives out tough love to Daisy We find out how Roxie dies Dolores makes Millie (George's undead name) a present ========================== Opens with fast motion in the offices of "Happy Time" Music sounds like flight of the bumblebee), where a man licks an envelope closed and puts it on the "out" pile. Cuts to waitress from Der Waffle filling salt pots. Cuts to camera follows crystal and then to the desk of the man where a pile of files are banged on the desk. Dolores and George (George looking really bored) walk into the collating room GEORGE (VO) A lot of people have some sort of internal to do list, they have this compelling need to get things done but it's hard. When you have finished one thing, it usually means that it is time to move onto the next item on the list. The list never quite gets done. We are forever in a state of unfinishedness. DOLORES: .....And then you will the same thing for the section on filers, clerks, executive assistants and when the new policy manuals are all collated then I'll show you how to use the Bind-O-Matic. mm-mm we save mucho dineros binding them in house. Do you have sticky fingers? GEORGE: I'm pretty sure I don't. DOLORES: Well you should they are your best friends for a job like this, lucky for you I have another pair. GEORGE: Lucky for me [smiles strainingly at the prospect] DOLORES: (nasally) nuuuu. Well, silly. (sings) where is thumbkin? [George puts a blue thumb thing on] I envy you, collating is so Zen, so meditative I suppose it's the rhythmic nature of repartition that frees the mind to think deep thoughts. It's like sweeping - Whoosh, Do you know where I'm coming from? GEORGE (VO) Jupiter? GEORGE: I Do DOLORES: You'll be amazed to discover how much of your busy bee hands have accomplished GEORGE: Bees don't have hands GEORGE: No they don't do they but who does? You do. And you know what they say about idle hands. GEORGE (VO) They'll strangle the person who asks them to collate DOLORES: Well, I'll leave you to it, Mizz busy bee. [She leaves the room] GEORGE (VO) With days of collating ahead of me, Dolores's Zen theory just might be the way to get though it. Wax on, Wax off gets a paper cut George: Oww, Fuck me GEORGE (VO) Good job reapers heal quickly Dolores re-enters the room DOLORES: I knew there was something else. More luck, because you now exceed 25 hours per week you qualify for our fabulous health and pension benefits just take a little nick in the take home [Dream state] [Dolores cutting up a pay cheque] Vica, Federal, State, Medicare, Vision, Dental, Mental and Indian Casino tax. Who knows what that's about. [Dolores hand her a small piece of the cheque] [finished dream] DOLORES: Most people don't even qualify for health benefits GEORGE (VO) Some how having no money didn't sound like a health benefit GEORGE: Lucky me! [At Der Waffle, toast pops up Mason, Rube, George and Daisy sitting down to breakfast] Casey: Johnny Vegas omelette rare, Jane's addiction, home fries burnt, gooseberry flapjack, side of sausage and toast. RUBE: You working on empty today? They've really perfected the Johnny Vegas GEORGE: I have no money (pause) Does anyone care? RUBE: About what? MASON: Oh I do darlin', have a sausage patty [Roxy comes in holding four balloons] ROXY: Good Morning. One for you (gives to George) one for you (gives to Rube) One for each of you. A chatch full of helium and love (sits down) GEORGE: What's the occasion? DAISY: I'm guessing she had sex with a carnie ROXY: Why do I need to have an occasion to spread the love MASON: Because you are an ornary bitch and you eat puppy dogs for breakfast ROXY: Oh Stop, I'm just in a good mood. How is everyone this fine morning? MASON: She has got the grin of a lady on Vicadin (whispers to Roxy) I have got an A blinking in my pocket, if you have got some spare ROXY: (snorts) This is not about drugs or sex (looks at Daisy) I just feel giving. Is it too early for a souvlaki? GEORGE: How would you like to buy a dead girl breakfast? ROXY: Sure babe, anything you want. No post it for me? RUBE: You have the next two days off DAISY: Why does she get the next two days off MASON: Why does she get two days off? ROXY: I'm okay Rube RUBE: Daisy will take over for you DAISY: Take over for her! No and no means no. Powerful isn't it. I learnt it doing a PSA about date rape RUBE: I'm your boss and you'll do as I say. Equally powerful, isn't it? DAISY: Look it's nothing short of obscene to think that I Daisy Adair, am going to do double time for a woman that wears that dreadful little hat and orthopaedic shoes. A Trip to the point grey club does soften the blow RUBE: Rox, talk to you later? (Roxy nods) GEORGE: Do I still get breakfast? Transition At the club Daisy walks up to the Maitre D' by the door MAITRE D': Can I help you? DAISY: Yes, I believe that my party may already be seated [Shows the post it M. K. Hourihan Point Grey Club 47 Faith Ave. E.T.D 1:12PM] MAITRE D’: And which party would that be Miss DAISY: Hourihan MAITRE D’: Which one Mr. or Mrs? DAISY: Which ever one is here MAITRE D’: Yes Mr Hourihan dines at the Boston club on Tuesdays but his mother she's just over there DAISY: Many thanks [Daisy goes straight to the table where Mrs. Hourihan and three friends are sitting] MRS. HOURIHAN: (to her friends) We'll have that dessert now, I think DAISY: [To the other friend sitting next to MK] I'm so sorry to interrupt that scarf is absolutely beautiful, where did you get it, if you don't mind me asking JOYCE: It was a gift. My husband bought it for me in San Francisco DAISY: So flattering MARY KATE: As are you. What's your name dear? DAISY: Daisy Adair JOYCE: Do we know any Adaires? MARY KATE: Shaun Adaire but I don't think you are related to him you're much too fresh and lovely and he is a little oily. Lebanese, I think, anyway. Ah, Where were you raised? DAISY: I am one of the Greenwich Adaires JOYCE: Greenwich, Connecticut DAISY: Is there any other? [all laugh] JOYCE: I'm Joyce, and this is Sylvia, (Sylvia says Hello) Jane and Mary-Kate DAISY: So nice to meet you all [Dessert trolley pulls up to their table and they gasp with excitement] JOYCE: Bananas Forsters, my favourite MARY KATE: Joyce is turning 30, for the 31st year in a row JOYCE: Are you married Daisy? I have a son DAISY: I'm single but in not really in the market (coughs delicately) MARY KATE: Are you a lesbian? Sylvia has a daughter [graveling comes out from under the dessert trolley as the dessert is lit] MARY KATE: Oh how exiting [Sylvia starts to choke] JOYCE: That dessert is so evil, that's eight thousand calories a bite MARY KATE: Oh Please, it's not as if it's going to kill you DAISY: I believe that your friend is choking on a sugar cookie MARY KATE: Oh my [Joyce stands up to help, Daisy puts her hand on Mary Kate's back to take her soul Waiter does the Heimlich Manoeuvre on Sylvia The cookie comes out and splats Mary Kate, who falls back onto the flaming dessert and sets fire to her, everyone else is shocked and horrified Joyce throws a cup of liquid over Mary Kate and is alighted again] JOYCE: (dead-pan) Mary Kate's on fire SYLVIA: awww, my coffee was Irish [see charred clothing of Mary Kate and Mary Kate stepping over herself] MARY KATE: I was supposed to pick up that lunch cheque DAISY: Oh don't worry the restaurant was kind enough to pick up the tab, now I don't want to hurry you but there is a limousine outside waiting for you and I do have quite a to-do list MARY KATE: A limousine to take me where? DAISY: To your destination MARY KATE: Which is where? DAISY: I'm not privy to that information MARY KATE: Oh you're just useless. Tell your driver to go on without me, I'm not ready and take care Daisy DAISY: Oh Where do you think you are going? MARY KATE: To my son's office. I have business to attend to and I'm guessing that you're limo won't take me there. Now you be a dear and tip the bus boy - you know the one who tried to put me out [walks to the Limo, daisy looks incredulous and walks after her] Transition to George in the office GEORGE(VO) It's time to seek out personal careers advice although collating was another dream realised, I was advised to never settle [On the internet, looking for a better job] It seemed my choices were limited to coal mining or hand washing J-Lo's undies so I'm thinking how bad can West Virginia be DAISY: Oh Georgia Oh Georgia GEORGE: Oh Please god no DAISY: Oh Georgia, honey come out come out wherever you are. Georgia GEORGE (VO) It's like times like these I wish that reapers had some sort of superpower you know like I could fly or disappear or ....... DAISY: Oh Georgia GEORGE(VO) paralyse someone's vocal cords GEORGE: Fucking Daisy [Daisy sees Crystal and asks] I'm looking for a girl so yay big, brown eyes, pretty, angry, pretty angry actually Oh That's her, so nice visiting with you GEORGE: Quiet. Why are you here? You can't be here. I don't want you here DAISY: (stern voice) Georgia, Mary Kate,Mary Kate, Georgia MARY KATE: look at this horrible place. Is it some kind sweat shop. DAISY: Would you be a turtle dove and explore over there while I have a little tête a tête with my friend MARY KATE: You do that GEORGE: What do you want? DAISY: I've come bearing gifts GEORGE: I'm busy DAISY: She's rich, which makes her son rich which could make us rich, but I need your help GEORGE: Why would I want to help you anyway? DAISY: Well there's the kindness of your heart and the risk of repeating myself, Lots of money GEORGE: How much money? DAISY: Oodles, do you know how many zeros there are in oodles? Are you getting this, do I need to draw you a treasure map? GEORGE(VO) A girl's got needs you know , even a dead girl, especially a dead girl GEORGE: What do I have to do? DAISY: Well first you'll need to take a few days off work GEORGE: Today? DAISY: No no no don't be silly erm how's about week next Tuesday, are you free? yes of course today, don't you see im playing urgency GEORGE: I'm gonna have to pass, I don't think reapers are supposed to use ghosts to get money. I should stay here and collate DAISY: Collate. Goddam it Georgia. Show some ambition that's what separates us from the animals you know it's not the disposable thumb. Animals don't like money, we do (George looks puzzled) Transition Roxy making a ticket, man runs out of the house MAN: Miss, Miss hold on, I'm coming for the love of Jiminy Cricket, why can't you ever give me a break? ROXY: You're taking it personally sir it's not personal MAN: How about you personally tear up the that thing ROXY: I already wrote it already, it's done. What's done is done MAN: I was just going to move it ROXY: You were not gonna move it, I know this vehicle, I see this vehicle every day you were just hoping that you weren't gonna get a ticket today, but you are, getting a ticket MAN: Well maybe today is different, maybe today you tear up that ticket ROXY: Maybe today is different (Roxy tears up the ticket and throws it in the air) Have a nice day MAN: Thank you so much I am sure there will be some karmic reward down the line ROXY: I doubt it. And you are welcome Transition Happy time worker cleaning the window fast time to Dolores's desk where she is knitting. George comes over, she clears her throat DOLORES: Oh err hello guess I went on a little mind vacation GEORGE: Someone have a baby? DOLORES: I don't know maybe, bootees are the only thing I know how to knit. Oh my, have you been crying? (Georgia and Daisy in the bathroom with George's head under the tap to wet her face, smudge her mascara to make it look as if she had been crying) GEORGE: My aunt Ruth died DOLORES: Awwww Milly GEORGE: I'm going to have to take some time off for the funeral. Five days ought to do it GEORGE (VO) One small perk of two days of mind-numbing collating the policy manual was knowing the policy on bereavement DOLORES: You're entitled to five bereavement days if it is a parent, grandparent or sibling. You said it was your aunt? GEORGE: Well she practically raised me. I loved her like a sister or a mother or a grandmother DOLORES: Even so the death of an aunt or uncle only entitles you to three bereavement days George (VO) I can't believe I fucked that up GEORGE: But I........the funeral is out of town and with travel and all it hardly seems like I'll be able to spend quality mourning time with my family (Dolores makes a small nasal noise and beckons George to come closer - looks around furtively) DOLORES: What if we say it was you grandmother who died GEORGE: (Whispers) Dolores, can we do that? (gestures so-so) GEORGE: I don't want to abuse the rules here DOLORES: Don't look now but your grandmother just bought it GEORGE: Thank you (walks away with the slip of paper) George (VO) And so there it was I not only did I have to mourn the death of my Aunt Ruth but my precious collating job too It was almost too much for one person to bear Transition Mason opening the door to Daisy, Mary Kate and Georgia Introduces Mary Kate to Mason DAISY: Mary Kate, Mason, Mason, Mary Kate MASON: Hello, please come in err (coughs) so how is the whole dead thing working out for you? MARY KATE: The afterlife builders have a few more amenities then I have seen thus far I was thinking something Rive gauche a little less working class MASON: I believe the perks kick in after you walk into the light DAISY: there's no need to rush things is there, you'll be over there soon enough MARY KATE: Is this a slum? DAISY: Suburbs MARY KATE: Oh well same thing. Now get me my son DAISY: Mary Kate I have explained this to you, you can't just waltz up to the living and start chatting MARY KATE: Oh I'll call him myself (tries to pick up the telephone) DAISY: They cannot see or hear you there's a proper way that the dead can communicate with the living I have done this many many times you just have to trust me MARY KATE: Oh DAISY: I'm gonna need you to move out for a few days MASON: you expect me to move out of my own house DAISY: Yeah, right away I don't know how long I'll have her Mason: How will I be compensated DAISY: How would you like to be compensated? MASON: 50% of the takings and 100% of your clothes off DAISY: 10% and a hand shake MASON: 25% and a quick grope MARY KATE: Stay strong soldier DAISY: 15% and I'll let you see them for five seconds MASON: Done (shakes hands) DAISY: 5.4.3.2.1 (walks off) MASON: That was so worth it Transition to Mary Kate's funeral. People talking quietly JOYCE: What did you think of her obit? SYLVIA: The photo was a bit pretty FRIEND 3: What was she 12? SYLVIA: Oh MATTHEW: It was mother's debutante photo, she was 19 and she was beautiful JOYCE: I think she is prettier today, look at her eyelashes, her skin. I love that shade of red on her lips SYLVIA: I'd like that guy to do my make up JOYCE: A lot of people in this room would like to do your make up [camera pans round to the door] MARY KATE: I expected a bigger crowd, a better crowd oh for god's sakes there's my dry cleaner (Enter George and Daisy) DAISY: So here's the deal you are a Davenport, your mother's first cousin, a Lindsay, was married a Buckingham who's the nephew of the dearly departed Mary Kate Hourihan GEORGE: Which makes me? DAISY: Very sad. Now go when the greetings is good GEORGE: Which one is her son? DAISY: Matthew Hourihan. Honey. (Points to him) Wait come here (slaps her) GEORGE: Owwww. okay now that hurt DAISY: Okay, great now you look hurt. Now go [Goes up to him] GEORGE: Matthew? I'm so sorry I can't believe that she was so (falters) Unique MATTHEW: Hi. GEORGE: I'm Milly Davenport, I'm a Davenport MATTHEW: So that makes us umm second cousins GEORGE: I believe it does. Poor Mary Kate, she'll be missed MATTHEW: I'm sorry I'm very upset and it's been a sea of faces GEORGE: There is something I have to tell you Matthew (gets paper out) I wrote it down because she insisted I write it down. The Englanders trust documents held by Hertzfeld Associates are not most recent. look in the bottom drawer in the curial cabinet upstairs MATTHEW: Who told you that? GEORGE: Err Mary Kate. You know, your mother MATTHEW: When ? GEORGE: Last night MATTHEW: I'm sorry (starts stammering) What! GEORGE: I was at a séance last night and I was having a conversation with my mother which wasn't going well, as usual and your mother unexpectedly joined in and asked me to tell you that. and don't ask me to repeat all that because it's all Greek to me (laughs nervously). errmm ...I'm glad to and take care MATTHEW : (runs after her) Hold on [Mary Kate walks in to the room to look over her body] MARY KATE: Ohh, what a pretty woman I was. Very nice. Transition Mason's place DAISY: Our beloved Mary Kate, we ask you to commune with us and sit with us [MK sits, A door squeaks open. Fast tracks to the back room] GEORGE: what you doing? MASON: I'm making authentic scary noises with this GEORGE: This isn't a seventh grade sleep over party MASON: Look. Go [goes to fridge and picks up an electric fan] Plug that in GEORGE: What's next we make holes in sheets and walk around the room moaning MASON: Just go plug it in DAISY: I summon you spirit of Mary Kate Hourihan. Fly to us, fly net [curtains fly up] I believe someone has joined us MATTHEW: My mother? DAISY: I don't know. I feel a very powerful presence, but we must be sure. Mary Kate? If you are with us please give us a sign [MK exasperated waves her hands and a lamp falls over breaking the bulb] MARY KATE: Oh please enough with the theatrics DAISY: Mary Kate is very anxious to talk to you Matthew MATTHEW: How do I know for sure that she's really here? MARY KATE: Because you are clutching my monogrammed handkerchief which you obviously stole from my bedside draw. Holding it like a two year old with his blankie DAISY: That handkerchief is from her night stand. It touches her heart that you are holding it MATTHEW: [starts weeping] I miss you so much MARY KATE: Little dipshit. He wet his bed till he was seven DAISY: She said she misses you very much too Transition Der Waffle Haus Roxy is sitting down filing her nails as Rube walks in to come and sit with her RUBE: Where were you this afternoon? ROXIE: Handing out parking tickets, that's what I do you know RUBE: I didn't see you on the street. supervisor said you knocked off early, you called in sick ROXIE: Ohh playing a little hookie today. Just chillin' you know, some shopping. I have a to do list too, you know. Should have gotten the French tips RUBE: What do you think you're doing ROXIE: I'm doing my nails. Then im going to drive out to Wal-Mart as they are having a sale on bundt cake pans, I do love a delicious bundt cake. I'll make you one if you like [carries on painting her nails] RUBE: Careful there sweetheart. A thousand housewives have tried and failed this shtick ROXIE: What Shtick is that? RUBE: Smiling, keeping busy, trying to bullshit their way out of an existential crisis ROXIE: I’m not having a crisis Rube RUBE: Hummp. You're mourning. It's all over you ROXIE: What do you want me to do go to church? wear all black? say fucking rosary? RUBE: Acknowledge your grief ROXIE: Everybody grieves in a different way Rube. I ain't gotta tell you that RUBE: yours reeks of avoidance ROXIE: I cant change anything in the past. I don't know why we have to keep going over it RUBE: Well I'll be ready for you when you are ready ROXIE: Fucked up my manicure RUBE: I'm sorry ROXIE: I'll still make you that bundt cake. 11 okay RUBE: I’ll be home tonight [walk off] Transition Mason's place [Matthew crying] MARY KATE: Just look at the little milksop. He's just too weak to stand up to the board He'll never be able to run the company without me DAISY: She says she wants you to take over the board of directors [scene change] GEORGE: we could get into big trouble for this. We could get transferred to a really awful place you know. I'm serious Mason. This thing seems really stupid we could get screwed big time MASON: Yeah but we could get very rich, big time GEORGE: Okay. Cool TRANSITION MARY KATE: Now make sure he gets this part. William Garrett is his enemy. At the next board meeting William Garratt will call for a vote for a buy back of all outstanding chairs. Go on tell him DAISY: At the next board meeting this fellow Garratt [Daisy starts screaming] MATTHEW: What is it? What happened? DAISY: I can't continue. It's too dangerous MATTHEW: What's too danger..... Am I in danger? DAISY: No. Me If I channel the dead for too long I might die myself. Some spirits are especially draining [at the same time] Matthew: I am not finished MARY KATE: I am not finished. Tell him about Garratt DAISY: I'm sorry Matthew but she's gone MARY KATE: You're fucking with the wrong ghost, my little friend MATTHEW: Get her back. I need to continue. Look here's the two thousand you asked for [Change - Listening behind the door] MASON: We are so rich GEORGE: She's gonna take his money DAISY: I can't take your money MASON: [Bangs on the door] She's fucking it up MATTHEW: Mother? DAISY: No this house is full of spirits. It's an occupational hazard. I can't take your money MATTHEW: look, I'll pay you ten thousand [behind the door] MASON: We are rich DAISY: I don't think you realise the risk this could pose for me MATTHEW: Twenty thousand DAISY: Perhaps you have some idea. Come back tomorrow night. I'll bring Mary Kate if it's the last thing I do MATTHEW: Thank you. Thank you MARY KATE: You really don't think that I will stand idly by while you swindle my son out of twenty thousand dollars. Send for my lights DAISY: You can leave at any time that you like Mary Kate but leave now and the battle for your family business might not go well this William Garratt sounds like a bad hat and call me crazy but isn't saving the company for your son worth a measly 20 grand. you're richer than god, I'm guessing. I mean I've no inside information [Opens the door where Mason and George are leaning against] DAISY: What's with the parlour tricks asshole? MASON: You just gave up two grand GEORGE: Don't look at me he's the one that came up with the lame ghost shit DAISY: Mason I'm going to make this perfectly simple so you are able to understand [Daisy walks up to Mason] We have the ghost. you only need parlour trick when you cant talk to the dead you dumb fucking limey MASON: Did did did you see his face when that lamp fell? That sealed the deal DAISY: Don't you fuck this up MASON: huuu don't you fuck this up GEORGE (VO) with our séance business unfinished I was stuck with the task of babysitting [Transition Yacht with big sails goes across the water. George and Mary Kate sitting in a bench] MARY KATE: I sailed my whole life, had my first boat when I was eight oh I just loved being out there I wish I'd been buried at sea GEORGE: Couldn't you've put that in your will. Ask someone to do it for you MARY KATE: Could, shoulda. Didn't. We kept a boat at St. Barts. Do you know St. Barts? GEORGE: I suppose that's an Island MARY KATE: It is. It is it's a little jewel in the French West Indies and when the planes would use this tiny tiny runway that would end right by the water ah terrifying every time we flew in I'd thought that we were all gonna die, but we never did (VO) but of course she did die. Mary Kate would never take another vacation to St. Barts and I'd never see it at all GEORGE: Do they speak French there? MARY KATE: Ah mais oui, on parlaiz se francais la ba except for the stupid Americans who couldn't be bothered GEORGE: Yeah MARY KATE: Do you know how to sail? GEORGE: No MARY KATE: Well you should learn. You'd look good on a sail boat Transition At Der Waffle Haus. Rube Daisy and Mason are sitting down RUBE: Two guys walk into a bar DAISY: What type of bar? RUBE: Does it matter? two guys walk into a bar DAISY: Of course it matters these Strasburg preachers teach specifics RUBE: so the bartender says MASON: I'd like to know what kind of bar too RUBE: Realise that the bar is not important, right. It's where the joke takes place. What's important is the escalation, building up to a surprising revelation, resulting in some kind of hilarity. Which you are depriving yourselves of with these mindless interruptions DAISY: Fine be funny RUBE: Thank you. Two guys walk into a bar DAISY: (whispers) It's short-sighted RUBE: What's short-sighted? DAISY: Nothing. just some girl im interested in. Two guys walk into a bar and... RUBE: They get a drink. The end. For you and you (gives post it to Mason ) Where's your roommate? DAISY: She's fallen in love with a diplomat and is getting a fitting for her wedding dress. Paused, Rube looking intense at Daisy) I don't know I'm her roommate not her mother( looks more intense at her) DAISY: I'll give it to her RUBE: How you going to give it to her if you have no idea where she is DAISY: Mason does. he'll give it to her so I'll give it to Mason MASON: I do know where she is and I will give it to her right now (gets up to go) DAISY: I'll come with (leaves too) Transition Roxy cutting a cake GEORGE (VO)In grief therapy the big buzz word is closure, you know moving on with life after a loved one dies supposedly there is a supper efficient way to grieve and if you can nail that down fast the you can blow through all twelve or so steps of mourning in a year but when you are mourning yourself closure is a little more tricky RUBE: Now that's a nice bundt cake ROXIE: I learned it when I was a kid GEORGE (VO) ask any dead person one death you never get over is your own ROXIE: I thought this would be the year that I would let go RUBE: What's it been, twenty years? ROXIE: (she shrugs) twenty one RUBE: Maybe it is your year ROXIE: Why Rube why this year? RUBE: Because life is too short and death is too long. And twenty one is a lucky number isn't it? (opens the box by the fire) Come on. throw something in there ROXIE: (brings out a VHS tape) Jennifer Beals. She wore them well RUBE: who knows where she would be without you (throws it on the fire) (VO) being un-dead gave you a lot of time to think about your life and it's end revisiting the hour of your passing, it's details, the injustice of it all Transition The year is 1982 and the scene is at a dance studio GEORGE(VO)one thing everyone agrees on going out before you are old and creepy is possibly the worst sinario...but when you are young and talented, full of life and just stumbled on a million dollar idea. Getting an early checkout sucks DANCER: What are those fool things on your legs ROXIE: I cut the toes out of my socks. Check it out GIRL 2:Wow these look cool. Do you sell them? [close up of girl looking envious] change scene [Roxie lying on the bed reading a Patent book, girl walks into her room] DANCER: Still trying to re-invent the sock hu ROXIE: And I'm getting paid like a high class hooker as well. I made 300 bucks last week DANCER: That's nice [door handle starts open] GEORGE: You think you know the killers that lurk in your house. The slick porceline of the bath tub the drain over the sink. The thing is the death weapon is never what you think it's going to be [pickes up a leg-warmer and strangles Roxy and takes the patent book] It's a safe bet that you didn't invent it Transition ROXIE: All for a fucking legwarmer [throws them in the fire] RUBE: Come on GEORGE(VO)For most of us we dance around death unwittingly. One steep here another twirl there. we get ever closer to a finale that we dont want to see and even though we all get a final curtain we dont all get closure some of us hang around rehashing the show, wishing we could go back and change the numbers Tell him to blackmail Garratt and gain control of the board. Garratt is sleeping with his housekeeper You can blackmail Garratt. She told me to tell you he's sleeping with his housekeeper MATTHEW: I'm sleeping with my housekeeper. You mean hes sleeping with her too? MARY KATE: not maria. He's sleeping with his own housekeeper DAISY: Garratt is not sleeping with Maria. Who's Garratt sleeping with? MARY KATE: Letitia DAISY: Letitia MARY KATE: and why are you sleeping with Maria for.. She doesn't even speak English and she's not a good cleaner DAISY: your mother just wants you to lead a good clean life MARY KATE: would you stop paraphrasing me, it's infuriating. Your fired DAISY: It's time for your mother to move on. Is there anything more you would like to ask her? MATTHEW: I think I'm done MARY KATE: ah no thank you DAISY: We thank you spirit of Mary Kate and we invite you to go. Go, fly spirit. fly MATTHEW: Here's the money that I promised you [Car screaches with flashing lights of a police car pull up to the house] DAISY: (under her breath) Mason DETECTIVE: Daisy Adair you are under arrest DAISY: What! [behind the door] MASON: What! GEORGE: Shit! DETECTIVE: You are charged with grand larceny and extortion MARY KATE: And Paraphrasing DAISY: Oh this is absurd [Change - Mason heads out of the window] GEORGE: Where are you going? MASON: Getting the fuck out of here you should do the same [George opens the door and goes through] [Change] MATTHEW: You fraud. Garratt put you up to this. Well you tell that son of a bitch that Matthew Hourihan is no push-over. He can go fuck a duck if he thinks he is going to take over the company my parents built from nothing MARY KATE: Oh my little matthew finally grew some stones DETECTIVE: (To Matthew) Let's get you out of here MARY KATE: Daisy, tell him that I love him and I'm sorry we didn't let him play hockey when he was a kid, he was a beautiful skater DAISY: He won't believe me Mary Kate DETECTIVE: Who you talking to? MATTHEW: Will you give it up already MARY KATE: Tell him Daisy. You owe me DAISY: Your mother said she loves you and she's sorry about the hockey. She thought you were a beautiful skater MATTHEW: How did you.... She loved me DETECTIVE: Let's go Mr. Hourihan Leaves the house DETECTIVE: Thanks for your help, much appreciated (gives him back the money)Consider yourself lucky most people get taken to the cleaners (2 shots are fired at him) go go get out of here [Detective starts firing back. Matthew runs to his car and drives away. Detective gets up and Rube comes over. Pulls the bullet from his shoulder] DETECTIVE: That stung, 44? RUBE: Nah 38 makes a lot of noise but it's a quicker heal DETECTIVE: Thanks. That's considerate RUBE: You're the one that should be getting the thanks Pete. Thanks for taking the time. I always appreciate reapers that take the time for pitching in. [uniformed officers come from the house] Thanks boys DETECTIVE: Come on Rube, we're plague division. We have nothing but time. What I wouldn't give for some locusts right now RUBE: I hear you buddy [Mary Kate comes from the house and sees a big boat] MARY KATE: I believe that is my ride. Am I going to St. Barts? RUBE: With a short stop at Customs MARY KATE: Merci RUBE: De rien [goes to her desination and waves goodbye, and Rube Acknowledges. Rube goes back into the house where Daisy is hancuffed to the chair] She sighs) Youre an asshole RUBE: Your a sore loser DAISY: I should have known you orchestrated this whole thing RUBE: And I should have known that you would pull the same stuff as you did in New York DAISY: Where's my money? RUBE: I have zero tolorence for your cons. You will not prey on the survivors of the souls that you take. You will respect that boundary as well and you will treat it withe the grace it deserves. Otherwise you will have the rath that you have only read about in your plays. We clear DAISY: Crystal RUBE: Then you are free to go[walks off] DAISY: The key? RUBE: Oh don't worry. I'll leave it up here [puts it on the top of a dresser] DAISY: How the fuck am I going to get that? RUBE: I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out. You are the Amazing Daisy[Walks out of the room] DAISY: (sarcastic laugh) fuck me Tranisition At Happy time coffee room GEORGE:(VO)I had excaped the rath of Rube, but I did have to pay a price. Entertaining Mary Kate did have it's costs DOLORES: There you are. I knitted you a little gift GEORGE: Thanks A baby hat? DOLORES: No silly. It's a pencil sharpener cosee and that is the Chinese symbol for prosperity GEORGE: That's so sweet Dolores. I would really use one of those DOLORES: How was the funeral? GEORGE: Ohhhhh gooood. It's sad. It feels good to be home DOLORES: It's good to have you home. I need you to get back on the collating job, work all night if you have to [George goes into her collating room] GEORGE (VO) So we continue to muddle through our unfinished business try and find ways to check things off our to-do list but in that strange quest to get though all our list we try to resit the urge to focus just on the past. [Roxie is handing out a ticket, a driver passes with his car stereo blasting music] ROXIE: Nobody bothers to respect the meter any more (VO)to say that I'll never do this, I'll never do that. Or never go to St. Barts. I'll never .... Roxie starts dancing in the street Transition [Water rushing past. George is on a boat] GEORGE(VO) But sometime we get closure by giving death the finger by finding the little ways that say I will, I can End credits