<script>
  <scene>
    <character>ALL ABOUT STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Written by</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Kim Barker</dialogue>
    <scene_description>November 2006 TNT. KITCHEN - DAY A New York Times crossword puzzle. The hand of MARY HOROWITZ scratches the answers in ink without pausing even a second between each one. MARY (V.O.) Vita aenigma est. Life is a puzzle. It is. Specifically, life is most like a crossword puzzle. There are a million reasons why, not the least of which is that life, like crosswords, requires the use of your whole entire brain- Her writing hand knocks a glass of grape soda and it spills all over the puzzle.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crap. The puzzle answers all run together.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Ten plastic folding chairs line the hallway -- all empty except for one. In the last chair sits Mary Horowitz, 31, in her best synthetic cardigan, somebody's grandmother's skirt, her own red rubber boots. Genius meets retard. She mumbles to herself.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Four letter word for... vomit. She takes a deep breath to calm her nerves. it doesn't help.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Not "barf". For sure not "barf". That's too easy. "Puke" is okay, but maybe a bit pedestrian (that means boring)... I like "hurl". I do. I like the way it rolls off your tongue -- the word, I mean. But my all time favorite is none of those.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She puts her head between her knees, tries to keep it together.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Four letter word for vomit? S-P-E- W. Spew... Sp-ew.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A door nearby opens but Mary doesn't budge. A POLICE OFFICER walks out.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A 40ish female TEACHER pokes her head out the door, signals to Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>We're ready for you now. (a plastic Kroger shopping Mary jumps up, grabs her purse bag).</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Jesus help me.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CLASSROOM - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary stands in front of the chalkboard, "CAREER DAY" written in huge letters behind her. She smiles with terror at the class of 10 year old KIDS. The Teacher reads from her notes.</scene_description>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Here's a treat, students. Our final guest for Career Day, Miss Mary Horowitz, is the crossword constructor for the Atlanta Citizen. You know the crossword puzzles you see every week in the newspaper? It's her job to create them. Isn't that fun?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary stares at the Teacher, whispers.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You weren't supposed to tell them.</dialogue>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Pardon me?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I made a crossword puzzle to help them guess what my job is. You ruined it.</dialogue>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Oh, I'm so sorry.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary takes the crossword puzzles out of her bag, looks at them like lost puppies.</dialogue>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Maybe you could tell them a bit about what your job is like? watche s hit</dialogue>
    <character>GARBAGE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary drops thu p file out her the bottom She p lls u hearsed enthusiasm. bag, reads with re</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>People do crossword puzzles all the time but they don't often think of the person who made all the words fit together, and who thought up the clues, and who made sure the little black squares at the top mirror the ones at the bottom.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She pulls one of the crosswords out of the garbage can, holds it up, turns it upside down, forces a nervous smile.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crossword constructors usually have above average intelligence, with knowledge of just about every subject you can imagine. And it helps if they can spell.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The card in Mary's hand reads "LAUGH". She laughs. Nobody else does. She looks at the cards again, instantly gets serious, sweeps her hand through the air.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Imagine, for a moment, a world without crossword puzzles. A world-</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary notices one Kid with his hand up. It totally throws her off.</dialogue>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Daniel, you have a question?</dialogue>
    <character>DANIEL</character>
    <dialogue>You make a living doing that? Just making puzzles? The Atlanta Citizen only comes out on Fridays. One puzzle a week can't make you enough to live on.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A LARGE KID in the front row pipes up.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>LARGE KID How do you pay your rent?</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>My parents -</dialogue>
    <character>DANIEL</character>
    <dialogue>You live with your parents? The Kids all laugh their asses off. Mary just stares at them.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>LARGE KID Oh my God, how old are you? Still living at home! The kids all laugh some more. Mary's on the verge of panic.</scene_description>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Children! The Teacher shoots the Kids a warning look, then notices Mary hyperventilating.</dialogue>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Are you okay? Mary grasps for breath, struggles to speak.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Water.</dialogue>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <dialogue>Water. Just hang on. The Teacher rushes out. The kids all stare at Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Yep, I live at home... She forces herself to get it together, totally faking it.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>But so do all of you, so there... And sure, I only create one crossword puzzle a week but I have deadlines, I have stress, I have demands on me so huge you would not believe. The newspaper business is hell. I mean it. Hell.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Somebody's got to write about all the horrors that go on in this world.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>MARY (cont'd) And after people read about those horrors, somebody else has to bring them back from the brink of suicide. Who do you think that is?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She leans in close to the front row, scares herself more than anybody.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Me! My crossword puzzle is always good news. it enlightens. it r andma's</dialogue>
    <dialogue>entertains. It keeps your g mind alive so she remembers to send you five bucks on your birthday. Think about that as you lie in bed tonight picking your nose and crying yourself to sleep. I know I will.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Kids just stare at her. She leans against the teacher's desk, tries to look relaxed but fails miserably.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>My job matters, you know. In media circles I am, as the Dutch say, geliefd. That means I have plenty of friends. Hoards, in fact. Scads even.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The kids aren't buying it.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>LARGE KID You're a freak. The kids all nod in agreement. Mary's frozen, devastated. The Teacher rushes back into the room with a cup of water, hands it over. Mary sips it like communion wine. Half of it runs down her chin. Mary looks at the Teacher, fakes a smile.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>That's a pretty blouse. The Teacher smiles back. Awkward.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SCHOOL -- DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The front doors of the school swing open and a visibly shaken Mary walks out. She takes a deep breath and embraces denial.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Twelve letter phrase for smashing success!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She heads down the walkway toward the bus stop.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>As one would say in old Paris... Coup de maitre! A CUSTODIAN cleaning the school yard looks up. Mary keeps on talking - now to him.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>It means "master stroke", even though the direct translation is actually "master blow"... Leave it to the French to pass off an unpleasant slave activity as an everyday expression.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Custodian doesn't know what the hell she's talking about. Mary continues on to the bus stop.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CITY BUS -- DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The CITY BUS DRIVER watches as Mary pays her $1.75 one nickel at a time.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I sometimes suffer from benign positional vertigo. Could you please not drive until I'm -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>f He ignores her, starts driving. Mary struggles toward the back o f the bus, grabbing g goes.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Excuse me... pardonnez-moi... begnadiyen sie mich...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She lurches for an empty seat and just about dislodges her shoulder on the center pole. Finally settled, she peeks under her sweater at the shoulder damage.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Hello hematoma. She smiles at an angry ELDERLY LADY sitting across from her. The lady gives her the "don't talk to me" glare, then stares out the window. Mary fidgets in her seat.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MARY (V.O.) In crosswords, as in life, some days are harder than others. It's true. In the New York Times, for example, the puzzles get harder as the week goes. So on Monday, a day that traditionally bites the big one, the crossword is super easy. It's comforting to know that although life can be difficult at times, crosswords let you off easy when you need it the most. Mary looks around for anybody to talk to. The other PASSENGERS avert their eyes. Mary starts biting her nails.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. NEWSSTAND - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A frail 80 year old man MR. TAKIHASHI works alongside his wspapers, 40ish granddaughter BETTY selling magazines, ne smokes and Pocky. In the corner of the newsstand, a muted TV features CNN "Breaking News" coverage of a high speed car chase. BUSINESSMEN are glued to the images as they wait in line. Mary grabs a half a dozen different newspapers, yells to Mr. Takihashi like he's deaf. KONCHA, TAKIHASHI-SAN! He ignores her. Mary hands the papers to Betty.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Hi Betty. Betty just rings up the papers.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Did you see the review of "Hairspray" in the Journal yesterday? They used the word "spectacular" -- always a good sign. Maybe you'd like to go see it with rne? I have a coupon for five dollars off.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Betty shoves the newspapers back across the counter, points at them, then speaks in barely recognizable English.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>S.</scene_description>
    <character>BETTY</character>
    <dialogue>Nine dollar twenty. Mary fishes in her bag for money.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>We could bring your dad if you want. I don't think the show is ageist. That means he won't feel like a loser for being old.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>As she takes her time paying, Mr. Takihashi madly gestures about Mary holding up the line. Betty barks at her.</dialogue>
    <character>BETTY</character>
    <dialogue>Pecha kucha! Do Itta! Betty takes Mary's money, waves her on and helps the next customer.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>So no then? That's a no? Betty ignores her. Mary waits, loads the newspapers into her bag.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MARY (V.O.) Sometimes crosswords are even better than life. Here's how. They don't discriminate. Crosswords don't care if you're young or old; black or white; male, female or intersex. Crosswords only care if you're an idiot. And, really, that's okay, because if you have the IQ of a yam, finishing a crossword should be the least of your worries. Mary glances up at the TV news once more, then walks away.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CNN LOADING BAY - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A half dozen NEWS CREWS rush to load and unload CNN news ECHS -- vans. JOURNALISTS, PHOTOGRAPHERS, PRODUCERS, SOUNDyT all in a mad rush to go get An unshaven and surprisingly calm STEVE balances camera equipment in one hand while he scratches a barely legible "Steve" onto a clipboard. A young PA takes the clipboard, hands Steve a bunch of gas masks.</scene_description>
    <character>50'S</character>
    <dialogue>Steve heads to an open van where a disheveled, mid producer ANGUS MCCORMACK checks his watch.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Where the hell is he?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Probably doing his nails. -- paper</dialogue>
    <dialogue>40ish reporter HARTMAN HUGHES rushes to the van on his face. napkin tucked in his shirt collar, bread crumbs</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>What do you mean "the big one"? Terrorists, natural disaster, what?</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Pandemic. Hartman's eyes light up.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Half of the Midwest and spreading. Nobody's safe.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve tries on a gas mask.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Please let it be the bird flu.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Bird flu is for pussies. This thing's unstoppable.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>How's it spreading? Angus looks at Steve.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Squirrels. Hartman can barely contain his excitement.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Oh my God, they're everywhere!</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Exactly.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Al Qaeda connection?</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Always a possibility.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Who wishes he was in Iraq now?</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Not me!. Hartman grabs a gas mask and rushes to the van's side mirror.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>I need blush. No, wait. I'll go pasty. It'll look like I could be the first media victim. "Hartman Hughes, no such thing as too close to the story".</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman looks back at Steve and Angus. They're just standing there, unable to keep a straight face. Hartman deflates.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Assholes! I knew it was too good to be true.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He throws his gas mask down, storms off.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Hartman, come on. Hartman gets in the elevator, hollers out to them.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>I had a perfectly good bologna sandwich going on upstairs. Wasted!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Angus and Steve watch the elevator door close, shrug it off.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Next E-coli story breaks, he'll be fine.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>An 1890 Colonial Revival home surrounded by White Oaks. Oversized statue of the Blessed Virgin in the flower bed. Mezuzah on the door. Face still in the newspaper, Mary trips up the steps and skids onto the porch. Her knee starts to bleed.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crap.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>It's house that's been lived in. Every inch cluttered with old newspapers, family photos, various objet d'art, and books, books and more books. Mary steps out of her boots and marches into the living room where her 50ish mother, MRS. HOROWITZ, sits reading with MR. HOROWITZ (late 50's, professorial head to toe, furrowed brow to worn loafers).</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>"Brilliant" is what they said. Never in the history of St. Margaret's Career Day have the children's brains been so inordinately stimulated as they were today by my presentation.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Good for you, sweetie. Mary pulls the newspapers out of her bag, sorts through them, stacks them on top of the TV.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>"Inspired", the teacher told me.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ You get the Post? She hands him the paper.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>"Engrossing" one child exclaimed.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ A ten year old said that?</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm sure that's what he meant. And "ebullient"-</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ What happened to your knee? Mary looks down at the blood dripping down from her knee onto her sock. She's completely annoyed - more at the question than the mess.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Dad, some of the greatest orators of all time had their heads chopped off for their labors. I'm lucky to escape with a simple flesh wound.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary hands over the last newspaper, heads out to the hallway. Her mother yells to her.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Change those socks before your date.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I told you I'm not going.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Mrs. Alchessi says you'll like this one.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mrs. Alchessi has gliomatosis cerebri.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ What?</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>A brain tumor characterized by, among other things, dementia. She's nuts.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary walks up the stairs.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Mary, it's just a date. This is what normal girls your age do. Mary stops on the stairs.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm normal. Silence from her parents. Mary marches back into the living room.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>In fact, I'm normalis extremes. That's the kind of normal that doesn't get more normal.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HANCOCK Of course you are, sweetie. Mary looks at her obviously lying mother and uncomfortable father. Mary's mind reels, like her head is going to explode. Finally, a determination hits her.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'll go. Mary bolts up the stairs to her room.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mr. and Mrs. Horowitz look at each other, surprised, happy.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ You ever want to see grandchildren, you better burn the damn boots. She swats him with her book, tries not to laugh.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - MARY'S ROOM - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Storage room or bedroom? Boxes and books all over the place. In the middle of it all, a bed. On the dresser, a bunch of photos of Mary Tyler Moore in the - MTM in a 1970's. Taped to the mirror, the chosen photo Horowitz smart blue sweater and skirt ensemble. An wears the exact same outfit. Oddly, surprisingly current and actually hot. She leans over the gerbil cage next to her desk, taps to wake up the :Lone, fat occupant.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Carol, tonight I have a date. A blind one. Not the guy, I mean the situation. We are, as yet, unknown to one another... It's nerve wracking, I know. Try not to have a spontaneous epileptiform seizure.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The doorbell rings. Mary freezes, listens for the muffled voices downstairs.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She sits on the corner of her bed and breathes rapidly into a paper bag.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>There's a knock on her bedroom door. Mary folds up the bag, puts it in her pocket for later, then opens the door a crack. It's her mother.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Guess who's here.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'd rather not. Mrs. Horowitz opens the door wider, takes a look at Mary, looks like she's going to cry.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Look at you.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>i already did. Repeatedly.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ You're beautiful.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Please don't mean on the inside.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Beautiful and smart. And fun. And interesting. Mary takes a deep breath, lets it out fast.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Let's hope all that does it for him.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - HALLWAY - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A bored, CNN jacket wearing Steve looks up to see Mrs. Horowitz descending the stairs. Not far behind, Mary takes each step like her knees are fused together but still manages to look hot. Steve's pleasantly surprised. With one look at Steve, Mary's eyes glaze over as if a choir is screaming "hallelujah" in her brain. As Mary reaches the bottom step --</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary, hi. I'm Steve. She puts up a finger - "just a second".</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She turns around and runs back upstairs. Steve looks at Mrs. Horowitz, confused.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ And how's your mother?</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Great. Thanks. She just stares at him and smiles.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - MARY'S ROOM - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary runs into her room, kneels down in front of the mizrach and crucifix on the wall. Hands clasped in prayer.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Gods. You may have noticed that I'm wearing clean socks. Translation: I'm really trying and thus should be amply rewarded. Thanks for your support.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She gets up, has a second thought, gets back onto her knees.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And by support I don't mean, you know -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She hikes up her bra.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I mean your assistance, your furtherance, your advocacy of my efforts to get out there and... do what I'm supposed to do.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She concentrates hard, opens her eyes. Now she's ready.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - HALLWAY - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve waits as Mary walks down the stairs again, this time a bit more relaxed. MRS. HOROWITZ There we go. Mary makes it to the bottom of the stairs, steps into her red boots. Her mother cringes. Steve's a bit surprised at the boots but who cares, Mary's still hot from the knee caps up.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Ready? Mary nods a bunch of times.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mrs. Horowitz. Goodnight. (calling into living room) Sir.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ (O.S.) You kids have fun. MRS. HOROWITZ Be careful now. Don't forget your seatbelts. Mrs. Horowitz sees them out the door then heads into the living room. She waves to them out the window, trying to hide her worry but failing miserably. MR. HOROWITZ She'll be fine. They look at each other - a bit of hope, a bit of dread.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. STREET - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve unlocks the driver's side door of his SUV while Mary waits at her door, nervous but smiling.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Sorry about this blind date thing. My mother -</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I never went to kindergarten! He looks at her, totally confused.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>They skipped me to the forth grade.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Okay. She gets in the car, fastens her seatbelt. Steve hesitates then heads to the driver's side, gets in.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I missed finger painting. He has no clue what to say.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Sorry?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Me too. She lunges for his lips but the seatbelt snaps her back inches short.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Whoa! Undeterred by the whiplash, Mary undoes her seatbelt and tries again, this time making contact with Steve's lips.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He's more than a little startled but kisses her back anyway, all the while straining to see the Horowitz house.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary... uh, what about your mother? She straddles him and keeps kissing.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You're not her type. And she's married.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>No, we're right in front of your house and...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She undoes her sweater.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>And I have no problem with that whatsoever.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She kisses his neck. He looks up with a "thank you, God".</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Steve?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Is it Steven with a V or Stephen with a P-H?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>V. She works over his face over like it's an ice cream cone.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I thought so. There are almost a million Stevens with a V in the country, you know. It's much more popular than the P-H way, almost twice as popular in fact. I think it's the Brits who prefer the P-H. They love their P-H's over there. Not as much as they love their fish and chips but still, they love them. It was the media thing, you know, that's why our moms wanted us to get together. You work in the media, so do I. We really have to hand it to our moms, Steve, we do, and not just for raising us, or for thriving during a time when women painstakingly struggled for equality, but I mean we should hand it to them for being visionaries and predicting our all encompassing compatibility. We're professionally compatible, yes, but it's occurring to me at this particular moment that we're also sexually compatible, and I don't know if you noticed like I noticed but we're also both wearing blue. What are the chances of that? Actually, if I really think about it, the chances are probably pretty good. Blue is one of the most popular three colors, however, yours is-</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She leans forward and checks the fabric tag on the neck of his jacket. She can't quite read it. She reaches up and flips on the interior light. Steve's just about blinded. She grabs the tag, reads.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Nylon. And mine... She grabs her own tag and reads it, just about elbowing Steve in the eye.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Polyester! See? Both synthetic fibres! And the chances of that are much smaller than the chances of us just wearing blue.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve looks at Mary - suddenly fully aware of her craziness.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Do you like crosswords?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Sure. She just about jumps out of her pants with excitement.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Me too! And semantics, the study of the meaning of words? You love words, right?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>What's not to love.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I know! She can hardly believe her good fortune. Her mind reels just as fast as her lips.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Steve with a V, you know what we are? We're didymous. Two of a kind. Two rare earth elements brought together by Norns, that's Scandinavian for The Destinies. You want to make out for ten to fifteen minutes more then go get a six pack of Twinkies and Mountain Dew and stay up all night and talk?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve is frozen. No escape - then it hits him. He jumps a bit, pulls out his cell phone.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Sorry. I have to get this.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I didn't hear it ring.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Vibrate.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I didn't feel it</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You didn't? (into phone)</dialogue>
    <dialogue>This is Steve... What? Really? Now? If I don't have a choice...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He hangs up, looks at Mary like he feels bad.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Work. I have to go to... Boston. This happens all the time. You know how it is. Wherever news happens...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary gets off of him, slides back into her seat, buttons her sweater.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>It's okay. When you get back we can have plenty of quality time.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Sure. I'll call you. He leans over, opens her door.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Steve, this has been a night to remember.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>No kidding. You certainly are - He searches for any word that will do. Mary jumps in.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Normal.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You read my mind. Never happier, she jumps out of the car.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>As he drives away, she pulls the paper bag out of her pocket, breathes into it.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary's parents hear the door open then Mary's footsteps hit the stairs. Mrs. Horowitz jumps up, rushes to meet her. MRS. HOROWITZ Sweetie, what's wrong? What happened? My God, you've barely been gone ten minutes. Mary stops on the stairs, turns back.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mom, sometimes that's all you need to know he's the one!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary smiles big, takes the rest of the stairs up two at a time. Mrs. Horowitz is about to follow her.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ That girl makes up her mind the moon is green, it's green. Leave her be. It'll pass. Eventually. Mrs. Horowitz moves away from the stairs, no less worried.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - MARY'S ROOM - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary leaps from the doorway and lands on her bed in pencil pose, smiling up at the ceiling.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Eleven letter word for serendipity. She screams into her pillow.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>The perfect answer: S-E-R-E-N-D-I-P- I-T-Y. Serendipity. Why would you ever need a better word than that?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She sits up, grabs her notebook, starts to draw out a new crossword puzzle.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>- DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. ATLANTA CITIZEN NEWSPAPER OFFICES</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A busy newspaper office. COURIERS make deliveries, JOURNALISTS talk at their desks, SECRETARIES count the minutes until they can go home. In the Editor's office, JIM SOLOMAN looks over the newspaper layout with an ASSISTANT.</scene_description>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Let's split the gardening feature into two weeks. Keep them in suspense.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He steps back, looks at the whole layout.</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Looks good. How are we doing here?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He checks his watch.</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Five minutes to spare. Look at that.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Assistant points to a blank corner of page 26. Soloman's surprised, and not particularly impressed.</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Horowitz.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. ATLANTA CITIZEN BUILDING - ELEVATOR - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary stands at the front of the full elevator, smiling, a piece of paper gripped in her hand. MARY (V.0.) When I was a fledgling (that means novice) crossword constructor, I would find comfort in the words of the learned crossword sages. Above all, my hero is Manny Nosowsky, frequent New York Times contributor and all around cruciverbial master.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. ATLANTA CITIZEN NEWSPAPER OFFICES - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary walks out of the elevator and heads through the office. Nobody seems to notice her. MARY (V.O.) Manny says that a crossword puzzle's greatness can be determined by asking three simple questions. She marches in the direction of the Editor's office. MARY (V.0.) Is it solvable? She almost collides with a mail cart but keeps walking. MARY (V.0.) Is it entertaining? She arrives at the Editor's office, plants her feet in the doorway. MARY (V.O.) Does it s arkle? She looks down at the crossword puzzle in her hands, smiles, holds it out for Soloman. Soloman grabs the crossword and hands it right to the Assistant, who rushes it out the door.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HAIR SALON - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Two OLD LADIES sit under the hair dryers, each doing the Atlanta Citizen crossword puzzle. They're stumped. The first Old Lady hollers over the noise of the dryer. OLD LADY I CAN'T GET ANY OF THESE! The other Old Lady holds up her blank crossword, shrugs.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. TAXI - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The TAXI DRIVER sits in the parked taxi doing the crossword. TAXI DRIVER This is bullshit.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. STARBUCKS - DAY</stage_direction>
    <character>A</character>
    <dialogue>A long haired GUY gets up from his seat, puts his coat on. male EXECUTIVE sits down and spots the newspaper opened to the crossword puzzle.</dialogue>
    <character>GUY</character>
    <dialogue>Don't even bother, man. I don't know what the deal is, but it looks like all the answers are --</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. ATLANTA CITIZEN - EDITOR'S OFFICE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Soloman holds up the crossword page.</scene_description>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Steve? Mary sits and smiles.</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Every single answer is "Steve"? Who the hell is Steve anyway? No wait, I don't care, but I do care that you pissed off our readers. Mary's smile falls a bit.</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>I thought you knew better than to pull something like this. It's unprofessional, it's -- to him.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He's too frustrated, the words aren't coming</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Romantic?</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>No!</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Creativo? That's Italian for "creative".</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>No.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>How about -</dialogue>
    <character>SOLOMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Mary. We're letting you go.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Oh. up her Kroger</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She looks like she's going to cry. She picks bag, fidgets.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Maybe I could make it up to you by doing a fishing themed crossword. I know how you love the piscatology.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Soloman shakes his head -- it's done. Mary hesitates then finally gets up.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Okay. I'll just give you some time then. We'll talk next week.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He ignores that. She walks out, seemingly content, a bit of denial.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A PAYROLL CLERK sees the elevator doors close behind Mary.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>PAYROLL CLERK She forgot her severance.</scene_description>
    <character>ASSISTANT</character>
    <dialogue>Don't you mean "Steverance"? They both laugh.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary walks up to the front steps where Mr. Horowitz sits</scene_description>
    <character>THE</character>
    <dialogue>waiting for her. She sits down beside him. He holds up Atlanta Citizen crossword.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ Interesting way to go.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Indeed.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ They like it? She points to the other newspaper in his lap.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Finished with the Times? She goes to take the paper. He stops her.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ Neshama, the puzzle. How'd it go? She looks around. Nowhere to run.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>How do you think? She looks at him -- worry all over his face. She hesitates for a moment then sucks it up.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Because if you're thinking that they loved it, that they thought it was imaginative and bold and evocative... you would be right.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He's not sure how to take that.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ And Steve?</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>He works a lot, you know. Travels all the time. 'Tis possible he has not yet espied it.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She picks up the crossword, admires it.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>But when he does, I'm sure he'll say, "that Mary Horowitz... is a catch. Where oh where has she been all my empty life? From here onward my life will be divided into 'before I met Mary' and 'after I met Mary' with the second part being far superior. I am lonely no more. The missing letter in my puzzle has at last been found."</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ I don't want you getting your hopes up too much.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm not.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CNN ATLANTA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>An exec office. Steve relaxes on the sofa next to Angus while Hartman noses around the office.</scene_description>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>We're going to hit rush. We'll have to take the second flight.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Exec. Producer DAN CORBITT walks in, heads straight for his desk.</dialogue>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>You're set. KDFW's on site now. Angus and Steve start to get up.</dialogue>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>Hang on. They sit. Corbitt grabs the remote control, turns the TV on.</dialogue>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>Anybody want to tell me about this? He fast forwards through footage of Hartman reporting from a greenhouse. Corbitt slows it to normal speed, mutes it. They watch as Hartman interviews an attractive female BOTANIST holding a test tube with a seedling in it. Hartman keeps pointing to the seedling - which happens to be right in front of the Botanist's generous breasts.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The camera gets closer and closer - each time it pulls away Hartman points to the seedling again to force the camera in close - basically turning the piece into a giant boob-fest.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Take a look at those... plants. Corbitt pauses it on the worst shot, looks at Steve.</dialogue>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>We can't use this. Hartman fakes disgust.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Of course not. Nice camera work, Stevie.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve glares at Hartman. Corbitt points at the frozen shot on the TV screen, looks at Steve.</dialogue>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>You want to go back to the Weather Channel, try that again.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Corbitt checks his watch, points them out the door.</dialogue>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>Get out of here. Don't embarrass me in Dallas.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman, Angus and Steve walk out. Steve nods to Hartman - thanks asshole.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>In the hallway, Steve's cell phone rings. He answers it.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>What?... Mom, let me call you back.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He listens, signals to Angus he needs a minute, then stops at a reception area. He sorts through the newspapers, pulls out the Atlanta Citizen, flips through it.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>What page? He finds Mary's crossword. He looks at it closely, totally confused. It takes him more than a second to get it. He laughs -- then suddenly reality sets in.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Jesus.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - BATHROOM - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary does a crossword while soaking in the bathtub. Without missing an answer, she reaches over the side of the tub, grabs the telephone on the floor. She checks the dial tone, hangs up quickly, continues with the puzzle.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Four letter word for am I going to wait my whole life for Steve to call?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She suddenly stops writing.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Nope. She flails out of the tub like a salmon heading upstream, grabs a towel barely big enough to cover her. Without any effort to dry off, she runs out of the bathroom.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - HALLWAY / LIVING ROOM - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Towel wrapped around her but barely covering, Mary reaches the top of the stairs. Her wet feet sliding all over the place, she opts for the safety of a banister slide. She gets up on it, slides a few inches before realizing what a bad idea it was.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Ow ow ouch. She gets off the banister, slops the rest of the way down the stairs, jumps into the doorway of the living room.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>The news is Steve's life! It's not just what he does, it's who he is, imbedded deep down in his polymer of nucleotides. I should be out there by his side. That's what girlfriends do, isn't it? Let him concentrate on his work. I'll concentrate on the relationship. It won't be easy, I know, but neither is quantum physics or... the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle or... paper mache, but</dialogue>
    <dialogue>I've managed to do fine with those, haven't I?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She looks at her parents. They sit at a table playing bridge with MR. and MRS. HANCOCK.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ Mary, you remember the Hancocks.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Top of the evening. Mr. Hancock checks out Mary's bare legs as she stands in a puddle of bath water. Mrs. Hancock lifts her husband's chin, snaps him out of it.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HANCOCK Loved this week's puzzle, dear. Whoever Steve is, he must be a very lucky young man. Mr. Horowitz gives Mrs. Hancock a look - "don't encourage her".</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Exactly! And all I have to do is go to him, be near him, and do my best to radiate... me.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mr. Horowitz doesn't like the sound of this.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ And where exactly will this radiation take place? Mary rushes to the TV, turns it on, flips it to CNN. ON THE TV: A shot of the Medieval Times castle in Dallas, TX. The banner on the screen reads "WORKPLACE KILLING".</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Wherever news happens, Dad. Wherever news happens.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. GREYHOUND BUS STATION - ATLANTA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>PASSENGERS board the bus destined for Dallas. Way too excited in her red boots, Mary is the last in line. She hugs her mother then jumps up onto the first step of the bus. Mr. Horowitz holds Mary's knapsack and Kroger bag, shakes his head in disbelief. MR. HOROWITZ This is nuts. Mary takes the bags from him.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Abe, Catherine, I'm off. I don't know where I'm going -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Greyhound Bus DRIVER hollers from behind her.</dialogue>
    <character>DRIVER</character>
    <dialogue>Dallas.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Geographically yes, I know. Figuratively, philosophically, spiritually, much less so. My entire life is before me. The world is my ostrea edulis... That means the edible kind of oyster.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MRS. HOROWITZ That's beautiful, sweetie. You sure you won't take mine instead? She tries to switch her leather bag for Mary's Kroger bag. Mary resists, points back and forth between the two bags.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mom, two handles, two handles, they both hold stuff, what's the difference?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mrs. Horowitz goes to explain, gives up.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MR. HOROWITZ That Steve shows any disrespect, you're on the next bus back here.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Disrespect. Do you mean unmannerly, tactless, vulgar? Because he's a straight man, Dad, and some things can't be helped. But if you mean inconsiderate to me, contemptuous toward me, insulting, irreverent, uncivil -</dialogue>
    <character>DRIVER</character>
    <dialogue>Let's go already! She steps up one more step, yells out to her parents and the</dialogue>
    <character>WORLD:</character>
    <dialogue>MARY</dialogue>
    <scene_description>I don't know when I'll be back but I do know this- The door shuts in her face.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. GREYHOUND BUS DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary waves to her worried parents through the closed door.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>(to herself) I'm not coming back alone.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. MEDIEVAL TIMES - DALLAS - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Local and national NEWS CREWS are camped across the road from the Medieval Times castle. Among them, Steve holds the CNN camera on Hartman. A young audio tech JOSH hovers nearby.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Paula, what started out as a routine rehearsal here at the Dallas Medieval Times turned deadly when an employee allegedly turned on his fellow performers. Twenty- four hours later, at least thirty employees are still being held hostage by the assailant, their lives hanging in the balance.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He listens to his earpiece, nods.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>The castle you see behind me is one of eight medieval Times dinner theatre restaurants. Guests who cross the drawbridge enjoy a medieval style feast while watching the main attraction: knights engaging in a battle of strength and skill. The restaurant promises "fun, feasting and fighting" but it appears that this time, fun was in short supply.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A few feet away, Angus frantically takes notes as he talks to a MAINTENANCE WORKER, then slips a piece of paper to Hartman.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Paula, devastating news just in. We have one confirmed death - an Andalusian - a purebred Spanish horse. One of many that perform in the show, and the first innocent victim of a rogue knight's rage...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He takes a moment to fake compose himself, barely getting the words out.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>At times like this, I like to think there's a heaven just for horses. A rolling meadow, lush grasses, unlimited supply of... those things horses like to lick - or is that cows? Nevertheless, a beautiful, peaceful place.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He turns and looks toward to the Medieval Times.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>May you long roam in that heaven, noble horse -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Angus hands him another note. Hartman scans it, instantly kills the fake anguish.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>But not quite yet. We're the first to report, the horse is not dead, Paula. Not dead. The horse is alive and well after having merely fainted, as it was trained to do for the show. One happy, blessed miracle...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>HARTMAN (cont'd) while a deranged madman continues to hold the lives of his coworkers in his depraved hands.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>And they're out. A pissed off Hartman pulls out his earpiece.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Dammit, Angus. Get it a bit closer to right before you hand it to me. Josh moves in, removes Hartman's mic.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>But then we wouldn't have heard about horse heaven. Josh and Angus laugh.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>It's that kind of genius that won me the Southeast Idaho Christian Family Coalition's Journalist of the Year award, you ingrates.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. GREYHOUND BUS - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The bus is full. Most PASSENGERS sleep. Mary sits in the aisle seat of the first row, a BURLY MAN in his 60's beside her. The light above their seats illuminates the crossword puzzle he's working on. Mary looks over his shoulder, points to the blank spaces in his puzzle.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Omaha... Einstein... cholera... grenade... Bach... oui... potbelly... Oreo.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The man drops the crossword, glares at her.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Sorry. She looks away, starts biting her nails, then spots a sign on the freeway, calls-out to the Driver and anybody else who will listen.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Bessemer, Alabama! Named after Sir Henry Bessemer, a Brit. Guess what he did? Perfected the way steel is made, of course.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>MARY (cont'd) I won't bore you with the whole story, just the best parts, like how it involves molten pig iron which does not, as one might think, have anything to do with pigs.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>It's actually a raw iron made from iron ore, plus limestone, plus coke - and by coke I mean the carbonaceous residue, not the cola, or the booger sugar.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary looks around for a response -- nothing.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You know what else is in Bessemer? The city, I mean? Hitler's typewriter. It's crazy, I know. That guy was such an asshole. The Driver's eyes glaze over. Please let this and.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. REST STOP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The bus pulls into the rundown rest stop.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. GREYHOUND BUS - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Driver looks at the passengers. Most of them are still sleeping.</scene_description>
    <character>DRIVER</character>
    <dialogue>We'll just take five minutes here. He steps off the bus. Mary turns to the man next to her.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Can you watch my stuff? He glares at her -- you have got to be kidding. Mary grabs her backpack and Kroger bag and steps off the bus.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. REST STOP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary walks into the restaurant, heads toward the ladies room. On her way, she spots a television behind the counter. A few DINERS watch. Mary joins them. On the TV: "MEDIEVAL TIMES HOSTAGE CRISIS".</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>(on TV) Perhaps the greatest obstacle the hostage negotiators face is the suspect's refusal to communicate using modern day technology. In keeping with his role as a medieval knight, he's insisting on an eleventh century messenger to deliver all communication.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The screen splits with a female news ANCHOR.</dialogue>
    <character>ANCHOR</character>
    <dialogue>What are we talking about here, Hartman? Carrier pigeons?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Homing pigeons. A few of the Diners overhear.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Actually, homing pigeons. The Diners look at Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Carrier pigeons, despite their name, are more or less useless when it comes to actually carrying anything. Homing pigeons are better for messenger work...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Diners lose interest. Mary catches the eye of a WANDERER at the end of the counter. He's hanging on her every word.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You know who used them all the time? Genghis Khan. Loved the pigeons, scared to death of pooches though.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Wanderer just stares at her.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You know, dogs, canines, de honden? Still nothing. She looks back at the TV.</dialogue>
    <character>ANCHOR</character>
    <dialogue>Have the negotiators located any homing pigeons? Where do you even get them in this day and age?</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>You can buy them on the internet for twenty-five bucks a pop.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary looks at the Diners, smiles, points to the TV.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>My boyfriend is probably holding that camera right now.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Diners ignore her and just eat their pie. Mary realizes the time, runs out of the rest stop.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. REST STOP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary runs out into the parking lot. The bus is gone.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crap! Crap, crap, crap! She looks down the road -- no sign of the bus anywhere. She takes her paper bag out of her pocket, breathes into it.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A TRUCK DRIVER passes her with coffee in hand, on his way to his rig.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Do you know when the next bus to Dallas goes through here?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER Can't say I do.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I missed mine. She breathes double time into the paper bag. He takes pity on her.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER I'm headed that way. He points to his truck. Mary looks at the truck, looks at him, looks at the truck, thinks about it for a long time. With no sign of an answer forthcoming, the Truck Driver keeps walking to his rig. When he's just about there, Mary yells out to him.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You ever killed animals? He looks at her, surprised but amused.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER Road kill?</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Set a garbage can full of kittens on fire or anything like that? Now he's disturbed.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER No.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Humans?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER Would I tell you if I did?</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Touche, sir. Touche. Mary thinks some more.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER Wait for the next bus if that suits you. He climbs into the truck. Mary runs to catch up with him.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Do you have a .light? Matches, Zippo, blow torch, et al?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER Afraid not.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>May I see your license? Why not. He pulls his license out of the visor, flashes it. Mary steps up and grabs it, looks at it closely.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Norman James Durwood.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She reaches up and shakes his hand.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mary Magdalene Horowitz.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TRUCK DRIVER/NORM Good to meet you... I think. Still holding the license, she digs in her Kroger bag, pulls out a large black magic marker. She pushes up her sleeve and writes Norm's license number in huge print down her arm.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Norm, if you're going to rape and murder me, you'll have to cut me up into a million chunks and scatter me all over four states, otherwise this appendage -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She holds her arm up, shows him.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Will lead homicide detectives right to you.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She smiles at him warmly, puts the marker back in her bag.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And you already told me you don't have a light to burn the flesh off.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Norm can't believe this. Before he can say a word, Mary moves around to the passenger side, hops up into the truck. She notices some snacks on the dash.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Moon Pies! Want to go halfsies? At a loss, Norm motions for Mary to help herself. As she unwraps a Pie, he reluctantly starts up the truck.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. MEDIEVAL TIMES - DALLAS - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve reloads his battery camera at the rental van. Angus looks over paperwork.</scene_description>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Rebecca wants you to come for dinner when we're back home. Her cousin from Florida -</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Forget it.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>What?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>It's a set up.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>She's hot.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>I don't care. Never again. My mom set me up with this chick -</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>You let you mother set you up? What the hell is wrong with you?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>There's a commotion in the distance. Every photographer on the grounds focuses on the castle. Reporters jump into position.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman touches up his make-up, roots through his bag. He yells out to Steve, Angus and Josh.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Which one of you bastards hid my bronzing shimmer?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The police surrounding the castle take aim. Dead silence as the Medieval Times drawbridge lowers.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A KNIGHT walks out, arms raised as high as his squeaking armor will allow, which is not very high, but high enough to get the point across -- Surrender.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. NORM'S TRUCK -- NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Norm drives as Mary drones on while flipping through a truck repair manual.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And my other rule about crossword puzzles is this. No pencils. Doing a crossword with a pencil is like screaming with your lips duct taped together. It's weak.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>MARY (cont'd) If you're going to do a crossword, you should do it fearlessly, with abandon, and with a pen. I prefer a medium tip, felt, blue -</dialogue>
    <character>NORM</character>
    <dialogue>Quiet time might be good right about now.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Oh. She thinks about it, whispers.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Do you mean quiet as in softly hushed like this? Or do you mean quiet, as in silent?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He nods. Mary squeezes her lips together, holds them. It lasts for about a second.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Norm?</dialogue>
    <character>NORM</character>
    <dialogue>What?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Thanks for not raping me.</dialogue>
    <character>NORM</character>
    <dialogue>My pleasure.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. ROUTE 20 - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>As the sun comes up, Norm's truck drives into Dallas.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. MEDIEVAL TIMES - DALLAS - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Norm's truck drives away, leaving Mary standing on the side of Interstate 35. She looks across the road to the Medieval Times -- it's completely deserted.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Eight letter word for "screwed". Mary crosses to the Medieval Times parking lot, steps over the police line blowing in the wind.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>F-A-S-T-E-N-E-D. Fastened.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She looks around. There's nobody for miles.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MARY (V.O.) That's what's great about crosswords, and life. Every once in a while, you get a surprise. She heads back to the interstate, starts walking.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. BUS STATION - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary walks past TV in the bus station tuned to Fox News. On every screen - images of an upset WOMAN dodging press to get through the doors of Children's Hospital, Oklahoma City. The screen caption: "The Fight for Baby Peggy".</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. CITY STREET -- DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary talks on a pay phone.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>All roads lead to Oklahoma, Papa.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary's parents share the phone. MR. HOROWITZ Last time I checked, freeway 20 still heads right back here.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. CITY STREET - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary continues on the phone.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>My road, dad. My road. You don't commit to a relationship and then give up because you'd rather be at home curled up in front of the fireplace with a thesaurus. This is what people are supposed to do - go out on a limb for love. My limb just happens to be in Oklahoma.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>It's only 850 miles away from home. No big deal.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>MARY (cont'd) Just think of this like the time I went to Girl Scout camp, except for the part where I got kicked out. This time, no unsupervised butane experiment is going to ruin the adventure, I swear.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mrs. Horowitz hangs up the phone. Mr. Horowitz walks to the TV, turns it on, flips stations. MR. HOROWITZ Oklahoma. Images of the Oklahoma hospital vigil are everywhere. Captions like "Breaking News: Baby Peggy" flash across the screen.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Dozens of local and national news vans line the streets surrounding the hospital. A long line of news crews, views of the hospital's admitting entrance behind them. At one end of the line, a male KOCO (Oklahoma) REPORTER talks to camera. KOCO REPORTER Eleven months ago, the child we've come to know as Baby Peggy was born with an extremely rare birth defect, a third leg. Shortly after the birth, her parents Misty and Bill Dunlevy separated. Now with joint custody, one parent wants the baby to keep the third leg, the other wants it gone... A few feet away, a female FOX NEWS REPORTER is on camera. FOX NEWS REPORTER After months of legal wrangling, a judge has ordered in favor of the mother. Amputation surgery is scheduled for Wednesday but the father, Bill Dunlevy, isn't about to give up. As his lawyers work to secure an injunction, the devoted father rallies public support for the extra limb. At the end of the long line of news crews, Steve has the camera on Hartman.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <parenthetical>(READING)</parenthetical>
    <dialogue>"God wouldn't have given my child the third leg if he didn't want her to keep it." But for now, the fate of that precious child's third leg is the hands of a judge... This is Hartman Hughes reporting, live from Oklahoma City.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve signals they've cut, lowers his camera. Hartman calls out to Angus.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>What if next time I say Baby Peggy is like the wishbone of her parents' dispute?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman acts out a wishbone pull. Steve's disgusted.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Yeah, go ahead and suggest that. Corbitt will love it.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve turns and looks toward the edge of the fenced off hospital grounds. Dozens of PROTESTORS are camped out - a sorry assortment of oddballs standing at the fence, waving their signs: "SPARE THE LEG", and "HONOR THE FATHER". Many of them carry drawings of a three legged baby wearing a halo. Steve braces himself and heads for the crowd. Half way across, he spots a loner walking from the parking lot. He's 35, chubby, his shirt buttoned one button off so it hangs lower on the left. This is HOWARD. In one hand: a pro-leg sign. In his other hand: a carton of chocolate milk.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Howard stops to lick up the chocolate milk spilling all over his arm. Steve catches up with him.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mind if I ask you a few questions on camera?</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Me?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>How do you feel about what's going on here?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve shoulders his camera, focuses in on Howard's sign. It's an impressively detailed drawing of a judge yanking a baby's third leg off.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>I haven't made up my mind yet. Both parties have valid arguments.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 13TH STREET - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>HOSPITAL STAFF, PROTESTORS and the curious PUBLIC approach the hospital grounds. A taxi inches through the crowd. It barely stops when Mary leaps out like she's late for a Yanni concert.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary steps onto the hospital grounds and looks all around her - NEWS CREWS circulate, PATIENTS and staff walk in and out of the hospital, protestors line the fence. Somewhere in the middle, she finds what she's hunting for -- Steve. Mary's face lights up and she starts running toward him - in her mind, no doubt in slow motion, with clouds parting to light her way. Steve's attention is drawn away from the interview with Howard. He spots Mary running toward him, arms outstretched.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Please God, no. He looks for a place to hide but she's running ridiculously fast. It's too late. She's only a few feet away.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Steve! She jumps into his arms but he's only got one arm free and isn't about to use it to catch her. She slides down his leg to the ground but quickly picks herself up.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm here! Surprised?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Surprised?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Astounded, flabbergasted, bushwacked -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He pulls Mary off to the side, away from everybody.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>What are you doing?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Talking to you. And noticing how the Oklahoma climate agrees with your complexion.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Tell me you didn't come all the way here just to see me.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Of course not... I went to Dallas looking for you first. And you know why?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve grabs his head. This is not happening.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Because you're inimitable and I'm intransigent.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>No, we're not. I don't know what that means but trust me. We're so not.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>It means you're awesome and I'm unstoppable.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Great. Listen, Mary, you seem like a nice girl, and the ten minutes we spent together were --</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mind blowing. At a complete loss, he just goes along.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Sure, but I'm working here. Working.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary points to the partially hidden side door of the hospital. A MAN with his face covered, in a nurse's uniform and dress shoes, sneaks out the door unnoticed.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I know. I'm just here to support you, show you I care, and also ask why you aren't following that guy pretending to be a nurse but obviously not wearing sterilizable, non-slip footwear.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve looks toward the hospital, spots the Man.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>If I was Baby Peggy's dad, that's how I'd avoid the press too.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve takes off running. Mary yells out to him.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'll be right here in case you want to make out later on!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve looks back, a bunch of people stare. Mary waves to him then watches until he's out of sight. A SECURITY GUARD approaches her.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>SECURITY GUARD Miss, if you want to be here, you're going to have to stay behind the fence. Mary turns to see what he's pointing at - the growing crowd of protestors off in the distance. They wave their signs around, cry, sing and sway together, their painful song barely audible from afar.</scene_description>
    <character>PROTESTORS</character>
    <dialogue>Near, far, wherever you are, we believe that the leg should stay on...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary watches, paralyzed with awe, like seeing herself in the mirror for the first time ever. At last, she has found her people.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA PROTESTORS CAMP - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>An overweight 30ish woman ELIZABETH (who shouldn't be wearing those low rise pants and cropped tee) lights a bunch of candles in the grass behind the protestor fence. She reaches the last candle in line just as Mary walks up to join the group. Elizabeth looks up at Mary, smiles.</scene_description>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>I like your boots.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Thanks. I found them in an alley. Elizabeth looks at the boots again, impressed. She stands up.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Are you pro-leg or anti-leg?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Neither really.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>This is the pro-leg group over here. We're supporting Baby Peggy's dad in his fight to save the baby's third leg.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She points to the end of the fenced off area where only a few protestors hold anti-leg signs:"NORMAL LIFE FOR BABY PEGGY",</dialogue>
    <scene_description>"3 LEGS ARE NOT BETTER THAN 2".</scene_description>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Those are the anti-leggers. They're all for the amputation.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm just here because my boyfriend is working the story. He's with CNN, the world's news leader, the most trusted name in news, the place where more -</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>The pro-leggers have better snacks.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm definitely pro-leg.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Elizabeth smiles, hands Mary a candle.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE -- NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. and Mrs. Horowitz watch TV and read at the same time. The TV is on mute --- CNN's Baby Peggy coverage. In the corner of the screen, "amputation countdown - 35 hours". Shots of the protestors' candlelight vigil appear on the screen. Mrs. Horowitz spots Mary in the crowd, standing next to Elizabeth. She sings and waves her candle around, all the while straining to look for Steve. MRS. HOROWITZ There she is! Abe, look! There she is right there. Mr. Horowitz glances up from his book. MR. HOROWITZ She's going to set her hair on fire with that candle. MRS. HOROWITZ Look, she's made friends. Mrs. Horowitz tries not to cry.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA MEDIA CAMP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>At the back doors of the rental van, Steve and Angus work on laptops. Steve confides in Angus, trying not to wake up Hartman sleeping on the back seat.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>She's on me what, thirty seconds after meeting me, and the chick will not shut up the whole time. I had to fake a work call, gave her the -</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>(imitating Steve) Wherever news goes...</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>I think I'm in the clear, then she does this crossword - she works for the Citizen - she does this crossword all about me, and as if that's not crazy enough, she shows up here.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Here?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Over by the fence. Red boots. Can't miss her.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Is she hot?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Jesus, Angus. When a psychotic chick's swinging a machete at your throat, who cares if she's hot?</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>I've been married to the same woman for seventeen years. I care.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Crazy, man. The chick is cra-zy. Hartman sits up, totally awake and never happier. He points at Steve.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Priceless! This is priceless! Steve cringes.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Hughes, don't. Don't even.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA PROTESTORS CAMP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A short, 60ish PROTESTOR and his PROTESTOR WIFE talk to an Oklahoma Journal Record NEWSPAPER REPORTER at the fence. PROTESTOR WIFE All we're saying is, wait until Baby Peggy can talk and ask her what she wants to do with the spare. Mary listens in while she dispenses a hot chocolate from another protestor's backpack thermos. She finishes pouring, taps the guy on the shoulder.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Thanks, Bruno. He walks away. Mary takes a sip of the hot chocolate, burns her mouth.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crap. She grabs her tongue with her fingers. Hartman appears right in front of her.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>M'lady. She's a bit stunned and star struck. He offers his hand.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Hartman Hughes. Mary lets go of her tongue, uses her saliva covered hand to shake his.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Mary'. Mary, Mary, Mary. He takes his hand back, discretely wipes it on his pants.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Steve told me you were beautiful. He was going on and on and on and on about it. I had to come see for myself. Great boots.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Thank y- He puts an arm around her, pulls her away from the crowd.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Listen, Mary, I've been working with Steve for about a year now. The guy is like a brother to me.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A YOUNG PROTESTOR recognizes Hartman.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>YOUNG PROTESTOR Hartman Hughes'. Without missing a step, Hartman grabs a pen from his pocket and autographs the guy's sign whether he wants it or not, then continues on with Mary.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Girls follow us around everywhere we go. Who do you think they're after?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman reflects on it, smiles.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Me, of course me, but every once in a while some of them try to land Steve. It's true. Sure he'll go for a few skanks here and there but it's all just a sad attempt to hide his fear. All he wants is to love but he's afraid of opening up, afraid of putting himself out there, afraid of somebody like you, Mary - yes you - afraid of you breaking his heart. Can you blame him?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She's a bit stunned and confused by all of this.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>No?</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>No! Promise me this. Promise you'll stick around long enough to help him get over that fear. He tells you to go away, don't. He says he thinks you're crazy? You're not. He's crazy, Mary. Crazy not to let down his walls and tell you how he really feels. Can I count on you to hang in there no matter what?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Of course. I don't want to interfere in his work but I just need to be here for him and -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He grabs her, hugs her in so her words are all muffled - and yet she keeps talking.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Good girl. The SECURITY GUARD walks past, gestures that they should be behind the fence. Hartman holds up his press pass to get rid of the Guard, then lets go of Mary. He points her toward the protestors, starts backing away.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>I'll tell Steve to come find you when we wrap for the day. What side are you on?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Pro-leg. She shows him her button featuring a cartoon of a very happy three legged baby. Hartman laughs.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>You might want to jump camps. No way they're going let that baby keep the third leg and live like a freak. Trust me.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He waves and turns around, starts heading for the press camp. Mary calls out to him.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>She'd just be like the tree frogs. Hartman turns around. What?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>A trematode parasite causes polymely (that means extra limbs) in tree frogs. It happens all the time. In some ponds there's like a quarter of the tree frogs with extra legs. Totally natural.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman looks at her like she's a nutcase.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA MEDIA CAMP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Angus is on his phone as Steve rushes to set up his equipment. Hartman arrives back at the van.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>What's going on? Josh rushes to get the mic on Hartman.</dialogue>
    <character>JOSH</character>
    <dialogue>The parents of the kid got back together. Surgery's cancelled.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>No amputation?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Tell me you weren't talking to Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Who?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Go to hell, Hughes. scans it</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Angus hands Hartman the press release. Hartman quickly.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>It's over? The kid keeps the leg.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>For now. Hartman checks his teeth in a hand mirror.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>'Til she gets it caught in a car door.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA PROTESTORS CAMP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>News spreads around the pro-leg protestors camp. They all start hollering with joy. The disappointed anti-leg protestors ditch their signs and storm off.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. Horowitz is asleep in front of the TV. He wakes up as the amputation countdown clock on the news stops.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA CITY CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The news crews line the hospital entrance once again. KOCO REPORTER With mere hours to spare, the Dunlevys reconciled, agreeing to halt surgery until Baby Peggy is old enough to decide for herself. Further down the row of reporters: FOX NEWS REPORTER And while dozens of children fight for their lives behind these walls, Baby Peggy won't be one of them. With surgery cancelled, it's time for the Dunlevys to be a family once again. Past a few more news crews, at the end the line, Steve has the camera on Hartman.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>And like the noble tree frog whose extra leg is nothing if not natural, so Baby Peggy begins the rest of her three legged life... This is Hartman Hughes reporting live from Oklahoma City.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman pulls out his ear piece. Angus, Josh and Steve all look at him, a bit surprised.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Tree frog? Where do you get this shit?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman taps the side of his head -- it's all up here.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>A little thing called astutitude, my friends.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve and Angus look at each other -- is that even a word?</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA PROTESTORS CAMP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary celebrates with the other protestors. The Protestor and his Protestor Wife cry tears of joy. Mary pulls a tissue out of her bag, hands it over. The husband takes it, turns away and wipes his eyes.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>There you go, George. Just a little nasolacrimal duct cleaning. Nothing to be ashamed of.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Elizabeth runs up to Mary, hugs her.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>You see? When you sing loud enough and when your signs are big enough, people listen!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary spots some of the news vans pulling away.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Steve!</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Go, go on. I'll watch your stuff. Mary drops her bags, runs toward the media camp.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA MEDIA CAMP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Josh pulls the back doors of the van shut.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. RENTAL VAN - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Angus at the wheel, Hartman in the passenger seat. In the back, Steve nervously looks out the windows. Josh gets in next to him. Angus starts driving slowly across the grass behind other news vans. Steve finally relaxes.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. RENTAL VAN - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>As the van drives, Mary runs to catch up.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Steve! STEVE!</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. RENTAL VAN - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Hartman spots Mary in the rear view mirror.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Angus, hold up.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve sees what Hartman's looking at.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>No, go. Fast. Hartman rolls down his window.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Don't. Hartman sticks his head out the window.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Hughes, I swear I'll kill you. Hartman waves to Mary to catch up. Angus sees her in the mirror as he drives.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Is that her? She's hot.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Angus, come on man, get me out of here.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>She's really hot.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Who cares? Jesus, you guys - Angus hits the brakes. Steve hides behind the seat just as Mary catches up with the van.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Hi beautiful. Mary tries to get a look at Steve but can only see part of his back hunched over behind the seat.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Steve? Are you okay? Is he okay? Angus leans over to her window.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>I don't think we've met. Angus. Mary shakes Angus' hand. He can't take his eyes off her.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Steve's not feeling well.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Oh no.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>I'm sure he'll be fine by the time we get to New Mexico.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Your eyes are striking. Steve punches him through the seat. Mary's oblivious.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Thank you.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Steve really wants you to follow us. It would mean a lot to him.</dialogue>
    <character>STAYS</character>
    <dialogue>Steve cringes, goes to speak up but stops himself and hidden.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>He was going to go ask you himself but look at the poor bastard. So sick he can't even sit up straight.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>What if it's a viral zoonotic disease? He should see a doctor.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Exactly what I told him, but the only person he wants touching his infected flesh is you.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary looks at Steve, worried.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>But wait, what if - up.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman grabs her face, squishes her lips to shut her</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Hey now, we need you to be strong for him. Leachinan trial, Santa Fe, can you remember that? Mary nods, unable to speak.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>We'll meet you there, God willing.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He lets go of her face.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Will you take care of him?</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Like he's my own. She backs away from the window. Angus waves to her and starts driving.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Nothing wrong with that one.</dialogue>
    <character>JOSH</character>
    <dialogue>Except for those boots.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You're an asshole, Hughes. Hartman laughs.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. RENTAL VAN - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary watches the van drive away.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. OKLAHOMA PROTESTORS CAMP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Only a few protestors remain. Abandoned signs and garbage cover the grass. Elizabeth gets autographs from other protestors like it's the last day of high school. Mary runs up, grabs her bags.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Elizabeth! I have to meet Steve at his next job, in New Mexico. He's sick, not as in rad, although he is that too, but more like unwell, infirm, perhaps barfy. Hopefully nothing serious but you never can be too sure and besides, healthy or not, he needs me.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Sign my book before you go? Elizabeth hands her the ratty hand decorated book and a pen.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>The trip's not too long, right through all kinds of interesting sites like, for example, El Santuario de Chimayo: The Lourdes of America. Know what that is? A sacred sand pit near a burrito stand. What could be better than that?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary looks away from Elizabeth, fidgets a bit.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Want to go? Unless you're busy, I mean. You probably have something better to do.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Elizabeth thinks about it.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Not really. Mary is stunned. She takes a minute to realize it's real, gets excited. From behind her:</dialogue>
    <scene_description>HOWARD (O.S.) I'll go too. Mary turns around and spots Howard.</scene_description>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Mary, have you met Howard? Mary shakes her head. Howard offers his hand. It's got dried chocolate milk all over it. She takes it.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Mary, Howard. Howard, Mary. Mary, Howard's got a car, you know. He can drive us.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary looks at him, thinks about it.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>What kind of car do you have?</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Plymouth Colt.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>What year?</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Eighty-nine. Mary quickly scans her memory.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Replace the recalled seat belts?</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Yes. Mary thinks about it, smiles.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Let's grab souvenirs! Elizabeth and Howard each pick up a Baby Peggy sign off the ground. Mary grabs as many as she can hold -- way, way too many. A bunch of them slide off but she perseveres.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MARY (V.0.) Here's something you never see in crosswords, two letter words, and thank goodness for that. The word "go": not fun. The word "vamoose": super fun. You see? crosswords are just like life in that way - they're only boring if you have no sense of adventure.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOWARD'S CAR - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard starts the car. In the passenger seat, Elizabeth has a bunch of the protest signs crammed in at her feet. Mary gets settled in the back seat, spots a copy of Scientific American magazine, then finds an apple stuck behind the seat belt. She yanks the apple out, looks at it. Howard looks at her in the rear view mirror.</scene_description>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>You can have that. I have more.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Thanks. Mary puts the apple in her Kroger bag.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Howard, if you get sleepy and want to trade off driving for a while, just wake me up and I'll take over.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>MARY (cont'd) I'm a night owl, yes, but I'm also a day owl too, a burrowing owl, technically. They stay awake all day too. I'm pretty much alert 24/7, always have been. No caffeine. Just sugar and my natural tendency to, you know, never fall asleep.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary leans back, closes her eyes, and she's out.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. I-40 - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard's car merges onto the highway, westbound toward New Mexico and into the night. Mary sleep talks in the back.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Persimmon. AKA, the mabolo, the date-plum, the velvet apple. Genus: Diospyros.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE FEDERAL COURT HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A media extravaganza - local, national and this time, international news teams. A REPORTER for Inside Edition talks on camera. INSIDE EDITION REPORTER This tragedy began eight months ago in what was once paradise - the Elysium Sanctuary outside of Taos, New Mexico. For years, celebrities considered the five star meditation resort the only true place for spiritual purification, and with good reason. Nestled in the heart of reclaimed Pueblo Indian lands, the Elysium Sanctuary promised one thing - enlightenment. A COURT TV REPORTER is on camera a few feet away. COURT TV REPORTER But the Elysium Sanctuary would never be the same after tragedy struck last winter. Twenty-six year old resort masseuse Juan Carlos Velasquez found stabbed to death in the meditation villa of beloved star of stage and screen, Cloris Leachman. A bit further down the'line of reporters, an EXTRA! REPORTER is on camera. EXTRA! REPORTER Publicists for the eighty year old Leachman insist her relationship with the deceased Velasquez was no different than with the dozens of other resort personnel attending to Ms. Leachman during her solitude retreat. At the end of the row, Hartman reports.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>But the octogenarian Leachman may not have been as innocent as her representatives claimed, at least according to the evidence found at the murder scene.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman reads from his notes.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Whips, hot wax, bamboo skewers, a spanking bench, and perhaps most damaging, a henna tattoo across Ms. Leachman's chest that read "Mrs. Juan Carlos Velasquez".</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE FEDERAL COURT HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Elizabeth, Mary and Howard step onto the curb and survey the crowd. On one side, an odd assortment of fans with signs like "FREE CLORIS", "JAIL REAL CRIMINALS, NOT OLD LADIES" and "OSCAR WINNERS DON'T KILL", with photos of Cloris Leachman through the years. On the other side of the crowd, a smaller group of MEXICAN MOURNERS with signs "JUSTICE FOR JUAN", "GUILTY", and "LET THE BITCH FRY".</scene_description>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Guilty or not? They all think about it. A greasy haired Shaman CLYDE steps up behind them.</dialogue>
    <character>CLYDE</character>
    <dialogue>Everybody deserves the benefit of the doubt.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He looks at Mary, smiles.</dialogue>
    <character>CLYDE</character>
    <dialogue>Everybody. As he joins the Leachman fans, Mary thinks about it.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Be has a point.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Yay! I love Cloris Leachman.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Who doesn't?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MEXICAN MOURNERS jMuerte! iMuerte! iMuerte!</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I have to go find Steve. How do I look?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Unwashed hair, bed head, and there's a chunk of a Twinkie caked onto Mary's ear. Elizabeth picks the Twinkie off, smooths down Mary's hair.</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Perfect.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'll be back. Save me a sign! And if Cloris comes out, tell her I loved her in "My Little Pony: The Movie".</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary runs off as Howard and Elizabeth join the crowd of fans.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE FEDERAL COURT HOUSE - MEDIA CAMP - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary walks among the news vans. At the entrance to a nearby tent, Hartman spots her, waves her over.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Hi gorgeous. What'd you do to your hair?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Slept on it in the car. Where's Steve? Is he okay?</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Never better. Come in and wait. He'll be back soon.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MEDIA TENT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A briefing area is set up - folding chairs, table, podium. A bunch of male journalists sit around the table playing poker - Vince (CNN), DOUG (CNN), the COURT TV REPORTER, a BBC NEWS PHOTOGRAPHER, a FRENCH PHOTOGRAPHER, A SPANISH JOURNALIST and Angus. Hartman escorts Mary in. The guys perk up a bit.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>You all know Mary? Steve's girlfriend?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary shakes hands around the table, greets them all in their native tongues.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Hello... Bonjour... Hola... Jolly afternoon...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She gets to Angus. He kisses her hand.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>My dear, sit. He shoves the BBC guy out of the way to make room for Mary next to him. Vince shuffles the cards.</dialogue>
    <character>VINCE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary, you in?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Poker? Technically I'm familiar but I've never actually played. With people, I mean.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>SPANISH JOURNALIST She's in. Doug throws in some cash as Vince starts to deal.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE FEDERAL COURT HOUSE - SPECTATORS AREA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard wanders through the crowd wearing an "I V Cloris" t- shirt over his own. He passes a VENDOR selling "Innocence Beads", "Acquittal Incense" and "autographed" Cloris Leachman photos. The crowd continues to grow. A Candles are lit, healing rituals performed, donuts passed around.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MEDIA TENT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary holds her cards close to her.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>"There are few things that are so unpardonably neglected in our country as poker." Guess who said that one.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She looks around the table. The guys, except Angus, are starting to lose their patience.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mark Twain. And you know what else-</dialogue>
    <scene_description>BBC NEWS PHOTOGRAPHER Darling, you in or not?</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Sorry. Mary looks at her cards, thinks about it for way too long, then grabs a handful of coins from her Kroger bag, slaps them on the table.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Send it, ladies! Steve steps into the tent, spots Mary, turns to run back out.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Don't go, Steve! Look who's here. Mary jumps up - just about knocks the table over, then sustains a number of injuries trying to leap over chairs. At last she makes it to Steve, hugs him.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Thank God you're okay!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He looks over her shoulder and mouths "you're dead" to Hartman.</dialogue>
    <character>TO</character>
    <dialogue>He holds her back at arm's length, looks at her, goes speak then stops himself, pulls her outside the tent.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. MEDIA TENT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve tries to stay calm talking to Mary.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You have to stop stalking me.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm not. It's more like picking travel destinations based on where you happen to be working.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Stalking.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Hartman told me you wanted me here. Now that I am, what better opportunity for us to get to know each other better.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>This is crazy.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Hartman said you'd say that.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Go home, Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And he said you'd say that too. It's just your fear talking. Steve just about loses it.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>He's not my friend, he's not your friend. He's just an asshole who thinks it's fun to string you along and make my life hell. He yells toward the tent.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Hughes! Get out here!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary looks right at him.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You know how sometimes you see a pinguid (that means fat and greasy) guy with an attractive girl and you think how the heck did he pull that off? People won't think that when they look at us. We're perfectly matched.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She can hardly contain her excitement.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>HUGHES! Hartman peeks out of the tent.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>For the hundredth time, Steve, no, I am not interested in a threesome with you and your new girlfriend. Steve points to Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Tell her the truth. About all the crap you told her.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Okay. Fine. Hartman goes to Mary, grabs her hand.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Everything I said about Steve, about his feelings for you, his hopes, his dreams, his fears, his unexplainable odor, forget about it. Forget everything I said. None of it was true.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary's stunned, devastated. She looks like she's going to cry. Hartman and Steve look at each other - what now? Hartman shoves him forward. Steve reluctantly puts a comforting hand on her shoulder.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Because nothing I said comes close to the enormity of Steve's real feelings for you!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary perks up. Steve yanks his hand off her shoulder like it's on fire.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>It's a love that defies words! Steve jumps him. Hartman fights back. Mary's horrified.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Stop it, you guys! Stop! "Victory attained by violence is tantamount to a defeat, for it is momentary." You know who said that? Gandhi. And me. Just now.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The fight continues. Mary half covers her eyes.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MEDIA TENT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>At the poker table, the guys hear scuffling outside. BBC NEWS PHOTOGRAPHER Fight! They all jump up and run out of the tent.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. MEDIA TENT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve gets a few jabs to Hartman as the rest of the guys calmly watch.</scene_description>
    <character>VINCE</character>
    <dialogue>Nice one.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>BBC NEWS PHOTOGRAPHER Somebody's going to be crying in a minute. Angus hugs Mary to "console" her. Hartman gets Steve in a headlock. Mary can't even watch. SPANISH JOURNALIST I'm going to go with Hughes on this one.</scene_description>
    <character>VINCE</character>
    <dialogue>Come on, the guy wears makeup. The guys all start pulling out cash to place bets. Mary spots the cash changing hands.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>No! This isn't about money! It's about courage, love, honor and all things virtuous and pure. Steve, kick him in the leberknoedel!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman looks up at her, hurt. The distraction costs him. Steve knees him then follows with a jab to his face.</dialogue>
    <character>JOURNALISTS</character>
    <dialogue>Ohhhh! Hartman drops to his knees, tries to pull himself together.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Tell her!</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Okay, alright. Hartman wipes his lip, looks up at Mary.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Mary, millions of people believe what I tell them every night. Why shouldn't you?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve dives at him. Hartman swings and gets him right in the nose. One of their cell phones ring, then another, then all the guys' phones go off.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Verdict's in. They all rush off to the court house, leaving a stunned Mary standing alone.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>He fought for me. Happiest moment of her life.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE FEDERAL COURT HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The crowd cheers as CLORIS LEACHMAN is whisked out of the court house and into a police car. She waves to her fans as she goes. The Court TV Reporter is on camera. COURT TV REPORTER The end to a difficult and often emotional trial, the verdict finally in, Cloris Leachman found not guilty of the murder of her twenty-six year old lover Juan Carlos Velasquez. Down the row of journalists, the BBC CREW. BBC JOURNALIST After a devastating eight months, Leachman at last vindicated despite overwhelming evidence against her. Six more cameras down, the French Reporter. FRENCH REPORTER</scene_description>
    <character>(SUBTITLED)</character>
    <dialogue>Eyewitness testimony, fingerprints on every inch of the body, the murder weapon still warm in her Chanel handbag -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>And finally at the end of the line, Hartman - his hair a mess, his lip cut, his mood sour.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>A few feet away filming, Steve's nose bleeds down his chin and shirt.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>And as she left the court room today a free woman, the cheers of her devoted fans carrying her forward -</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MARY (O.S.) OH MY GOD, STEVE, YOU'RE BLEEDING! The camera is knocked out of position as Mary rushes Steve. Angus steps in and pulls her away. A COP grabs her. Mary looks back to Steve as she's dragged back to the fan area.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Please! Somebody help him! Apply a vasoconstrictor, a nasal tampon, anything! At the absolute least, direct pressure and a clean tissue!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve puts the camera back in place. Hartman recovers fast.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>As you can see, Cloris Leachman's fans have become surprisingly violent despite her victory here today. Add this to the list of the most dangerous locations for journalists. Iraq, Somalia, Lebanon, Sri Lanka... and just about any place Cloris Leachman fans gather.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman wipes blood from his lip.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Hartman Hughes putting his life at risk to report live from Santa Fe, New Mexico.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>They cut. Hartman grabs a hand mirror, points to his face, yells out to Steve.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>This is my gift, understand, my instrument. Makes no difference if you're walking around looking like Quasimodo.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Ignoring Hartman, Steve walks over to Angus.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>How long do you figure until - Steve's phone rings. He cringes, answers it.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CNN ATLANTA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A furious Corbitt holds the phone and replays the live shot of Hartman at the court house. MARY (O.S., ON TV) OH MY GOD, STEVE, YOU'RE BLEEDING!... OH MY GOD, STEVE, YOU'RE BLEEDING!... OH MY GOD, STEVE, YOU'RE BLEEDING!</scene_description>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>Who the hell was that?</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE FEDERAL COURT HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve hesitates on the phone.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>This girl. She's been following me... She's not my girlfriend...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He listens, clenches his teeth, hands the phone to Angus. As Angus listens, Steve grabs his equipment, waits in dread. Angus hangs up the phone, hands it back to Steve.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>I'm done?</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Consider yourself temporarily saved by the storm. It's worse than they thought. We've got to move.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve grabs his equipment. They start walking.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>He'll probably fire you after.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Any luck, the storm will kill me first.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE FEDERAL COURT HOUSE - FAN CAMP - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Elizabeth runs around hugging other fans as Mary stands at the fence watching the press wrap up, worried. Clyde the Shaman joins her at the fence, looks right at her, raises a finger to his lips.</scene_description>
    <character>CLYDE</character>
    <dialogue>Shhhh.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>What? I didn't -</dialogue>
    <character>CLYDE</character>
    <dialogue>Shhhh. He puts his hands on the sides of her head. Mary's confused and a bit freaked out.</dialogue>
    <character>CLYDE</character>
    <dialogue>In here. So loud. Always thinking, thinking, thinking.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary goes to speak, stops herself. Clyde keeps his hands still on her head, looks into her eyes.</dialogue>
    <character>CLYDE</character>
    <dialogue>You already found what you're looking for.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary's eyes soften and she's suddenly calm. A moment of peace.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Suddenly, Mary spots Hartman, Steve and Angus rush past. She breaks away from Clyde, rushes along the fence to catch up.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Wait! Steve! Hartman spots her.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Sorry, darling, we're on to the next story.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>No, wait! Attendee! She runs to the end of the fence, jumps it, runs after them.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE MEDIA CAMP - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary runs to catch up with Steve, Angus and Hartman as they rush to the trucks. STEVE! STEVE! Angus and Hartman load up the truck as Steve turns back to Mary, seething.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Considering you probably just cost me my job, maybe you don't want to talk to me right now.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>But I do! If you're in trouble because of me I can fix it, I can explain to your boss. He or she probably just doesn't understand our relationship.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>We don't have a relationship.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Sure we do, it's just in the pupa stage right now.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary, go home! She looks at him, hurt.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Go home. He jumps in the CNN truck as Angus starts it up. Mary looks around, helpless.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. SANTA FE STREET - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary runs to the street behind the CNN truck, stops on the sidewalk. Behind her, a run down rep theater -- "All Above Eve" on the marquee. As she watches the truck drive away, her panic suddenly turns to resolve.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Six letter word for "over my lifeless, rigormortic and maggot infested, i.e. dead, body am I giving up now"... D-O-G-G- motherfucking-E-D. Dogged.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She gets out her Chapstick, liberally applies it, dabs a bit on her temples as well.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Normally I don't condone swearing. I think it's something people do when they don't have the vocabulary to express themselves properly, but even I, with my plenitudinous vocab, must admit -- every once in a while, it's okay to get a bit peppery -</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. GREYHOUND BUS STATION - LOS ANGELES - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary talks on a pay phone. No pacing, no fidgeting. She means business.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I got him in trouble, Dad. I have to go find him and make it right. There's three places they could be headed.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She pulls a note pad out of her pocket, looks it over.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>For each story, I've worked out an equation of potential human casualties, estimated property damage, availability of endlessly repeatable images, with bonus points for anything involving reporters in galoshes. There's no doubt in my mind. They're heading to the storm in Galveston.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. Horowitz talks on the living room phone, his wife on the hallway phone - they look at each other in exasperation. MR. HOROWITZ Enough is enough. You've got to get home, turn in your crossword for next week - MARY (O.S.) I can't think of work at a time like this! MRS. HOROWITZ You can't chase that boy any more. If he doesn't appreciate you it's ridiculous to -</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. GREYHOUND BUS STATION -- LOS ANGELES - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary screams into the phone.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Ridiculous? Mom! How many times did you propose to dad?</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. and Mrs. Horowitz think about it for a second. MRS. HOROWITZ MR. HOROWITZ Twice. Seven times.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. GREYHOUND BUS STATION - LOS ANGELES - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary yells on the phone. PASSENGERS start to stare.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I rest my case! If you gave up the first time dad said no then I wouldn't exist. Telling me to give up so soon on my potential husband- to-be, birth father of my twelve future children and adoptive father of my gerbil Carol -- you might as well be saying that you wish you had given up too and that you never married dad and that I'd never been born. Is that what you're saying?</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mrs. Horowitz looks at her husband. MRS. HOROWITZ Give Steve my best. MR. HOROWITZ Be careful. MRS. HOROWITZ And eat! A biscuit, anything. A V8 wouldn't kill you.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. GREYHOUND BUS STATION - LOS ANGELES - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Elizabeth stands at the bus to Oklahoma City, a pile of Leachman signs at her feet. Mary approaches.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Sure you don't want to come along?</dialogue>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>I wish, but I only left enough cat food out for two days. I'll miss you guys!</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Elizabeth hugs them both, jumps on the bus. Howard and Mary watch as she struggles to her seat with all the signs.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOWARD'S CAR - PARKING LOT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard and Mary fasten their seat belts.</scene_description>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>This storm could be bad. Sure you want to drive into it?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>How bad could it be?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>TNT. CNN ATLANTA - NIGHT The CNN METEOROLOGIST points at the map, images swirling around the Gulf Coast. CNN METEOROLOGIST Hurricane Lorraine, currently rated category four, expected to hit landfall by tomorrow evening. Making the situation even more frightening, that area of Texas currently in the midst of its worst tornado season in history. Tornado images appear on the map. CNN METEOROLOGIST And here's where it gets interesting. A black swarm graphic appears as well. CNN METEOROLOGIST Add the looming cicada migration to the mix and no one knows just how devastating this storm could be.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. WEATHER CHANNEL STAGE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A WEATHER CHANNEL METEOROLOGIST talks on camera, completely calm. WEATHER CHANNEL METEOROLOGIST Category four hurricane, an F-3 or "severe" tornado, billions upon billions of cicadas -- collectively now being termed a "category fifteen winged tornadocane".</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. KTFT TELEFUTURA TV STATION - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Hispanic KTFT METEOROLOGIST points to the green screen. KTFT METEOROLOGIST Tornadocane.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. KPRC HOUSTON TV STATION - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The KPRC ANCHOR is on camera. KPRC ANCHOR Tornadocane.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. KLUG HARLINGTON TX TV STATION - - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The KLUJ METEOROLOGIST looks at his notes, tries to keep it together, half talks to himself. KLUG METEOROLOGIST God really hates us now.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Torrential rain pelts the line of vehicles heading north. The only movement in the southbound lanes -- Howard's car.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. GALVESTON WATERFRONT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>In full rain gear, Hartman walks past rows of boarded up businesses. Steve follows him with the camera. Angus, Doug and Josh are close behind. The rain is deafening, the wind ridiculous. It's all Hartman can do to stay on his feet.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>(yelling his head off) And this time, the warnings were hard to ignore. One Galvestonian told us "tornados, we can handle. Hurricanes we can handle. Bugs we can handle. Put 'em all together and that's a storm I don't need to see". A wise man indeed.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Something off to the side catches Hartman's eye -- it's a picnic table blowing down the street.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Oooh! Get that! Steve gets the shot then pretends to make adjustments to his camera while he discretely scans the area, on the lookout for Mary.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOWARD'S CAR ON 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard and Mary can barely see out the window. The car inches along. Mary digs in a KFC bag, takes out a handy wipe, starts cleaning her body with it.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And when I met Steve, I knew right away we had a lot in common. We're both in the media, we both love crosswords, we both love words. We both felt this unexplainable connection, no matter how much his instinct might be to fight it. That's okay. We just have to get to know each other better, that's all.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She uses the wipe on her face, gets a bit on her lip and the taste is awful. She rolls down the window, closes her eyes and gently sticks her face out to rinse with rain water. The car hits a flooded patch of the road. A wave of mud washes up and smacks Mary right in the face.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crap. She starts the handy wipe bath all over again. A nervous Howard speaks up.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>I saw Steve talking to you... He wasn't very nice.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary makes herself busy putting the handy wipe in her Kroger bag then looks out the window.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>If there's one thing I learned from crossword puzzles it's that you can't give up.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>MARY (cont'd) Sometimes you run into a doozy and you think you'll never be able to solve it in a million years. If you quit, you're right, but if you stick with it, you'll figure it out. Eventually. She looks at Howard.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I have to give it one more try. I have to fix the mess I made with his work, then maybe he and I --</dialogue>
    <dialogue>For the first time, she doesn't seem so sure. Howard notices.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>You know what my favorite part of doing crosswords is? When you know something you didn't think you knew.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary thinks about it, then turns back to looking out the window.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Me too.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. GALVESTON PIER - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Hartman stands in the middle of a pier that looks moments away from being carried out to sea. Steve shoots from a spot on the pier a few feet closer to shore but not much safer.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Paula, this pier was closed to the public twenty-four hours ago, and for good reason.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve inches a bit closer for the shot, his footing unstable. Josh moves in and hangs on to Steve to keep him steady.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>As I stand here, I can actually feel the structure moving under my feet. The only thing between me and the limitless depths of the sea is this two-by-four railing that -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The railing flies off. Hartman drops to his knees and crawls to the other railing then hangs on for dear life. Steve and Josh struggle to hang on to the camera and each other.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve signals,to Hartman to wrap it up fast. Hartman talks slower than ever.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>And Paula I have to tell you, not only has my hearing been permanently damaged by the sheer force of the rain hitting my eardrums, but at this point, I'm beginning to wonder if I'll even make it out alive.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He raises his head up for the big finish, gets hammered by the wind and rain.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>This is Hartman Hughes, reporting live from Galveston, Texas.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve and Josh start backing up off the pier with Hartman crawling behind them. Steve yells back to him.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You had to get the pier shot. Had to. Just about got us all killed. Happy?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman points in the water, yells.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>OH MY GOD! IT'S MARY! Steve jumps, looks to where Hartman is pointing -- it's a plastic bag floating by in the water.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You're such an asshole. Steve walks off the pier mad as hell.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Come on, that was funny. You have to admit... Stevie?</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. HOWARD'S CAR ON 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The northbound lanes now empty, Howard's car is the only one on the road. 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOWARD'S CAR ON</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard stares out the window, the first look of real fear on his face.</scene_description>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Hang on. He hits the brakes, starts backing up as quickly as possible. Mary looks ahead -- sees what looks like a tornado up ahead.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Oh my God. Howard backs under an overpass, points to a protected area up the cement embankment.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 1-45 OVERPASS - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary and Howard run up the cement embankment as the rain and winds swirl all around them.</scene_description>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>We'll just have to wait for this to pass, then we'll keep going. It'll be okay.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>They look down to the road just in time to see Howard's car picked up and blown right through the underpass, landing on its side in a ditch fifty yards away.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crap!</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. and Mrs. Horowitz watch images of the storm on TV, the captions read "BREAKING NEWS: KILLER STORM". Mrs. Horowitz crosses herself. Mr. Horowitz puts an arm around her. MR. HOROWITZ She's fine. She's fine. MRS. HOROWITZ This is all your fault. MR. HOROWITZ I know.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. GALVESTON WATERFRONT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve is asleep sitting upright in the back of the rental van. A hand caresses his cheek. GIRL'S VOICE Steve... Oh Steve... Steve awakens in panic. GO AWAY, GO AWAY, GO AWAY! Steve looks at the person in front of him -- it's a scared year old MEXICAN BOY.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Who the hell are you? What are you doing?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MEXICAN BOY They pay me twenty dollar to wake you. Steve looks outside the van, sees Doug and Hartman laughing hard. The Kid scurries out of the van. Angus gets in, opens up his laptop.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You seen her?</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>She's too smart to come here during this.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve looks around like he's crazy.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>No, she's here somewhere. I can feel it.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 1--45 OVERPASS - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>As the storm calms around them, Howard and an exhausted Mary crouch in the sheltered area. They use a little flashlight on Mary's keychain to watch debris blowing by.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I spy with my little eye a chemical element from group two of the periodic table.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Howard points to a discarded fireworks casing at their feet.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Barium... I spy with my little</dialogue>
    <character>-</character>
    <dialogue>eye... a transition metal She barely has the energy to get the word out.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Cobalt. Mary points to a steel belted tire on the ground, lays back and shuts her eyes. Howard takes something out of his - it's a pocket, puts it in her hand. Mary looks at it</dialogue>
    <dialogue>shrivelled, sculpted apple head. She smiles, hardly able to keep her eyes open.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Mother Teresa.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>My best seller. I'm an apple sculptor.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She's quiet for once. Howard watches her drift off.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>I went to school for physics but got bored. Now I just make these and sell them on appleheadsrule.com. I was going to give that one to my girlfriend in Bangor but I can make her another one. She'd probably prefer a Stephen Hawking one anyway. Science is her life. Not like my girlfriend in Tacoma. She's really into Jesus. Same as my other girlfriend in Duluth.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He waits for a response - nothing.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Maybe I'll meet them in person one day. They're just so far away and I don't get out much, not farther than the apple orchard or the post office anyway.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>But you're out now. He's a bit surprised she was listening.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>I saw the people on TV fighting for Baby Peggy. It wasn't far from my house, and the people there looked nice enough, so I went. I thought I had everything I needed at home but then I thought, maybe there's more.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Maybe there is.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Can I tell you something? Mary nods.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>I like your eyeballs.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>They're fuscous, that means -</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Brownish gray. I know. They both smile.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. GALVESTON WATERFRONT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Downed trees, flooded lawns, debris all over the place but all in all, not too bad.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The storm subsided, nothing but a light rain. Howard and Mary stand beside the car on its side in the shallow ditch.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You know what I'd call this?</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>Quagmire?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Imbroglio, Howard. That means we're screwed.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CNN ATLANTA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Dan Corbitt talks to another EXEC. at the water cooler.</scene_description>
    <character>CORBITT</character>
    <dialogue>Storm's over. What else is happening?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Exec shrugs and yawns.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. CITY STREET - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A BUSINESSMAN picks up a newspaper, looks at the front page - it's a photo from the Westminster Garden Show.</scene_description>
    <character>BUSINESSMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Sloooowww news day.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. THE TIMES-PICAYUNE NEWSPAPER OFFICES - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A couple of bored REPORTERS sit tapping pens on their desks. FIRST REPORTER Fire, a car chase, anything? SECOND REPORTER There is nothing going on, man. Nada.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. PASTORAL FIELD NEAR EUNICE, LOUISIANA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>15 DEAF KIDS bounce up a small hill, followed by three female TEACHERS. When they finally reach the top, they all st op. Ahead of them, down the hill, the Tri-Parish Fair - complete with carnival rides, pie contests, music, dancing, rodeo and livestock shows.</scene_description>
    <character>TEACHER</character>
    <parenthetical>(speaking while signing to the kids)</parenthetical>
    <dialogue>Who's ready for some fun? The deaf kids start running down the hill, straight for the petting zoo.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Just when they're close enough to smell the goats, tground gives way from the back and the kids drop out of sight front of the Teachers - each kid taken tota off having heard the dropping behind them. A g lly i ant puf guard, not f dust settles to reveal a gaping hole in the earth.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Teachers drop their picnic baskets and scream their heads off.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. RURAL HOME - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A messy living room, the TV on, nobody watching it. ON THE TV: "BREAKING NEWS - ABANDONED MINE DISASTER". CNN ANCHOR An abandoned mine shaft on the outskirts of Eunice, Louisiana. The children, apparently all hearing impaired, enjoying a trip' to the county fair, blissfully unaware of the danger that lay ahead.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. FOX NEWS STAGE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The FOX NEWS ANCHOR is on camera. FOX NEWS ANCHOR No word yet on injuries. No word on when, or if, rescuers will be able to reach the special needs children. Well continue to bring you news as this tragic story unfolds.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>As Mary and Howard try to tip the car, Mary is distracted by a rental van barrelling down the interstate, northbound.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. RENTAL VAN ON 1-45 - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve drives, Hartman is next to him. Angus is in the back with Doug and Josh.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Tornadocane my ass. Where the hell were the cicadas? Retards in a mine shaft, now that's a story.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>They're deaf, asshole. They spot Mary and Howard up ahead in the ditch, next to the car on its side.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Look, it's your girlfriend.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>We're not stopping. Hartman grabs a piece of paper, writes fast.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>We can't just leave them.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Highway patrol's down here every hour. It's not like they'll rot in the ditch.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>As they get closer, Hartman rolls down his window, folds up the piece of paper.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>What the hell are you doing?</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Getting some fresh air. It helps my pores.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve tries to grab the paper.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Hughes!</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Yes, Steven?</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You're not telling her where we're going.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Aren't I?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman leans out the window with the paper, waves it around. Steve reaches for it, one hand on the wheel. As he grabs Hartman, the truck starts swerving.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Christ, you two. You'll get us killed.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Angus leans into the front seat, tries to steady the steering wheel.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary spots the rental van approaching, swerving - Hartman waving a piece of paper out the window. As the van passes by, Hartman lets the paper go.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. RENTAL VAN ON 1-45 - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Hartman rolls up the window, happy with himself. Steve slugs him in the arm.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Asshole! Hartman laughs, rubs his arm in pain.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. 1-45 TO GALVESTON TX - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary rushes to the ditch, picks up the paper.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>"Eunice, Louisiana. Please..." She stops reading, looks a bit uneasy. Howard steps forward, grabs the note.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>"Please meet..." He looks at Mary, disgusted, continues reading.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>M-E-A-T. "Please meat me there. XO Steve".</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>See? He needs me, if only to help with his spelling.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>No kidding. She rushes to the car, Howard joins her. They push the car ey with everything they have, it tips back onto its wheels. Th jump in the car and start it up.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>- DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>SECURITY PERSONNEL guard the closed entrance and turn away pissed off FAIR PATRONS. At the edge of the fair grounds, the ferris wheel casts a shadow over the rescue site. The whole area has been overtaken by RESCUERS and their equipment. POLICE guard the tape to keep ONLOOKERS back. Local MEDIA circulates. Hartman kneels at the back of the ambulance, holding the hand of one of the Teachers. Steve gets it on camera, all the while looking around, a bit paranoid.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>And what went through your mind when you realized they were gone?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Teacher just bawls. Hartman turns to the camera.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Grief too strong for words. That's the best way to describe this tragic, tragic scene. One minute, a merry day at the fair. The next minute, helpless babes savagely sucked into the menacing abyss.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Teacher bawls even harder. Hartman gives her a "there there" then continues talking to camera.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>And here's how hopeless the rescue looks at this moment. The earth surrounding hole is far too perilous for anybody to approach on foot. Moving heavy rescue equipment in too close could mean death for the rescuers as well. Its cold down there, wet, dark, probably a few snakes and rats moving around.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>HARTMAN (cont'd) If the hearing impaired children even survived the fall, they're undoubtedly dealing with serious injuries, although some may have had their fall cushioned by their deaf brothers and sisters who dropped before them. Nevertheless, they've got to be in complete misery. Even if one them is telling the next "it'll be okay", it's not like he, or she, can hear a word of it.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The coal dust covered kids sit in the dark, totally unharmed. A few of them play rock, paper, scissors. Others braid each other's hair. An 8 year old boy signs to his friend. DEAF BOY</scene_description>
    <character>(SUBTITLED)</character>
    <dialogue>I don't know what the hell happened but I smell a lawsuit.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Behind the taped off area, a crowd is forming. A school bus pulls up and drops off a bunch more people. They place their stuffed animals, notes, flowers at the tape barrier. A bunch of them start crying. Among them, some familiar faces from the Oklahoma protestors.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Rescuers keep a safe distance from the perilous hole. A RESCUE SUPERVISOR oversees the effort, watches as a bucket is attached to the old crane, barely big enough for one person. A FIREMAN gets in the bucket, doesn't fit. He gets out. A SKINNY FIREMAN is pushed forward. He gets in. The bucket is lowered into the ground. Hartman jumps in front of the scene. Steve follows with the camera.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>To some, a simple crane. To the trapped, innocent, special children -- the answer to their prayers.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The cable lowering the bucket jerks and stops. The crowd gasps. Hartman stays on camera.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Or is it? The cable jerks and begins moving again.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Only time will tell. Through the crowd, Steve sees a WOMAN who looks like Mary from the back. fie freezes, then realizes it's not her. Total relief.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>- PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The crowd, now even larger, waits. - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOWARD'S CAR NEAR THE FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard searches for a space to park. Every inch of the place is packed with cars, trucks, buses. Mary prays.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Please let those kids be okay.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>- RESCUE SITE - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A line of cameras fixed on the opening to the hole. At the ambulances, the Teachers stand wrapped in blankets watching, crying. Steve steps a bit closer to the hole with his camera.</scene_description>
    <character>RESCUER</character>
    <dialogue>Hey! Buddy! Back it up. Steve backs up, refocuses on the hole as the cable rises. - it's one of the Kids</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Finally, a smiling little face appears being carried up by the Fireman.</dialogue>
    <character>FIREMAN</character>
    <dialogue>They're all okay! The rescuers cheer. The Teachers bawl.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The crowd goes nuts. - RESCUE SITE - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Hartman jumps in front of Steve's camera.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Elation here in Louisiana but the danger, far from over as rescuers bring these children up one grubby little face at a time.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman looks off to the side, holds up a finger like he's trying not to cry. He signals Steve to cut.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Remind me next time to mention Jesus.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Still on the lookout for Mary, Steve's not even listening.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>--- PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary and Howard run through the crowd. Mary spots George, the Protestor from Oklahoma and his Wife.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>George, Lydia! What's going on? Lydia hugs her.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>PROTESTOR WIFE / LYDIA They got eleven out. All fine, thank God. More coming up. - RESCUE SITE - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve films as the rescued kids are wrapped in blankets, the Teachers hysterically crying. The Fireman brings up another one. As he's raised to ground level he calls out to the Rescue Supervisor.</scene_description>
    <character>FIREMAN</character>
    <dialogue>That's the last of them! As he hands the kid to safety, the cable jerks. He gets out of the basket just in time before the whole thing - basket and cable -- snaps off and drops into the hole.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary celebrates with the other onlookers as if she forgot why she's there. She glances toward the rescue site and spots Steve on the far side. She gets excited all over again, ducks under the tape and runs toward him.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve films Hartman.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>A happy ending that's left parents across this country wondering - how can I keep my family safe from abandoned mines? Are there abandoned mines in my backyard? Is my child's school built on top of an abandoned mine?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve spots Mary, running toward him.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>No, no, no.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>And how, oh how, can these death traps be avoided?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary drops right into the abandoned mine.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CNN ATLANTA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A monitor displays the current broadcast: "Breaking News: Abandoned Mine Accident" CNN ANCHOR Mary Horowitz. A painful high school photo of Mary appears on the screen. Bad hair, bad make-up, ridiculously large smile, unfortunate frilly chemise.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. OFFICE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A GUY watches the news on his laptop. NEWS ANCHOR Mary Horowitz. - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. ATLANTA CITIZEN NEWSPAPER OFFICES</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Staff members huddle around the TV. ANOTHER NEWS ANCHOR Mary Horowitz. - MEDIA CAMP - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>As all the other Journalists scramble, Hartman and Steve are a bit stunned. Angus joins them, puts his phone on speaker. CORBITT (O.S.) Shame about your girlfriend in the pit, Steve, but we've got the inside advantage here so let's use it. Steve shakes his head, not impressed. Angus takes the phone off speaker, steps aside to talk to Corbitt. Steve's phone rings. He answers it, listens, cringes.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mrs. Horowitz.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mrs. Horowitz cries into the phone. MRS. HOROWITZ We're coming! Tell her to hang on! Mr. Horowitz runs down the stairs with luggage and Carol the gerbil.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - MEDIA CAMP -- DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve listens to the phone and glares at Hartman.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>You and your husband stay put, Mrs. Horowitz.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>STEVE (cont'd) They'll have her out before you even make it to the airport... She'll be fine. I promise.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He hangs up, looks at Hartman.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>She better be. Hartman looks away, guilty.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Complete darkness. Mary's voice full of misery.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Eight letter word for... my life has come to this.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>There's a bit of shuffling around in the dark.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Not destiny, that's only seven letters. Not fortuity - that sounds more like when good things happen to people like finding a quarter in the sofa or something. I mean the not so great stuff that's bound to befall some people more than others. Fate's nasty cousin, I mean.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Suddenly Mary's face lights up with her mini keychain flashlight.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>F-O-R-E-D-0-0-M. Foredoom.</dialogue>
    <character>A</character>
    <dialogue>Mary shines the light on her knee. Her previous cut is now gaping wound, blood is all over the place.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Crap.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>State Troopers hold back the growing crowd. Howard looks toward the rescue site, worried. He tries to sneak under the rope but a State Trooper points him back. - RESCUE SITE - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Near the hole, the Rescue Supervisor consults with the other rescuers and a MINE SAFETY EXPERT. RESCUE SUPERVISOR The new equipment is going to take a while. Let's try and find out what kind of shape our victim's in.</scene_description>
    <character>RESCUER</character>
    <dialogue>Can we lower a phone down in there?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>MINE SAFETY EXPERT Not at those depths, this whole area is bad enough above ground. We'll never get a signal down there. RESCUE SUPERVISOR Let's keep it simple. Get me a flashlight, a piece of paper and a pencil. An unenthusiastic Hartman steps in front of the camera, the Rescuers in the shot behind him. Doug films. Hartman goes to speak but can't seem to summon his on air personality.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Behind inc... Oh what's the point? Hartman walks away moping.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - MEDIA CAMP - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve paces. Angus hangs up the phone.</scene_description>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Corbitt wants you to go on air to talk about Mary. An interview with the boyfriend.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>I'm not her boyfriend!</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Close enough. Come on, we need this.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Hartman steps up, listens in.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Fox has already got their hands on everything but her panty size.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Fox scooped us? Our Mary? The bastards.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve glares at him.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. FOX NEWS - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A RETIRED MINE SUPERVISOR comments as a graphic shows the cross section of the mine. As he talks, the graphic animates with a female figure in red boots tumbling into the mine and bouncing off the walls all the way down -- and it plays over and over. RETIRED MINE SUPERVISOR That area was never reinforced up above, no need since the whole eastern tunnel was blocked off in the late Seventies. Of course that would also affect the air quality down there.</scene_description>
    <character>ANCHOR</character>
    <dialogue>That has to be bad news for Mary Horowitz, wouldn't you say?</dialogue>
    <scene_description>RETIRED MINE SUPERVISOR Definitely not looking good.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. Horowitz snaps the TV off, furious and worried. An upset Mrs. Horowitz cracks open the curtains, looks outside. MRS. HOROWITZ Who are these people?</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A slick, young JOURNALIST stands on the sidewalk in front of the Horowitz house. SLICK JOURNALIST Mary Horowitz, described by those who know her as smart, talkative, very much the girl next door, that is, if the girl next door has a genius level IQ. She's worked for eleven years as the crossword constructor for the Atlanta Citizen and lives right here with her parents. Mr. Horowitz opens the door an is swarmed by Reporters. The Slick Journalist gets right in there. MR. HOROWITZ No, Mary doesn't live with us. She just came over one day and won't leave, but she has her own place. SLICK JOURNALIST Can you comment on the rumors that Mary's fall into the mine was a suicide attempt? MR. HOROWITZ That's ridiculous. Not our Mary. The word depression isn't in her vocabulary. Well, it's in her vocabulary, obviously, but no, nothing ever gets her down. Steady as a rock, that one.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary shines her light around on the walls of the mine. Black soot everywhere, a mine track, abandoned equipment.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I am not afraid. I am not fearful, pusillanimous, nor am I affrighted.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Suddenly in the light - a face. Mary screams her head off. The face doesn't budge - it's a LITTLE DEAF GIRL.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Oh my God, they forgot one! You scared the crap out of me. The girl just stares at her.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm sorry, can you hear me, I mean at all? Do you have sensorineural hearing loss or conductive? "Deaf people can do anything except hear." You know who said that? Doctor Jordan, first deaf President of Gallaudet U. Maybe you'll go there one day. That is, unless we perish down here.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary smiles. The Little Deaf Girl just stares back.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>- DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A YOUNG RESCUER arrives with the flashlight, pencil and paper. YOUNG RESCUER What should we say? RESCUE SUPERVISOR Tell her help is on the way. We just need her to confirm she's conscious -- here, give me that. The Supervisor grabs the paper and pencil, scribbles the note, ties it to the flashlight. They look up to the thin nylon rope now in place of the snapped cable. The Rescue Supervisor signals for them to drop it. He attaches the flashlight/note, waves to the crane op. The crane swings over, lowers the rope into the hole.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary talks to the little Girl.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And then there's black lung disease, also a problem in coal mines. Chronic cough, breathlessness, cyanosis - that's where your skin turns purple --</dialogue>
    <dialogue>There's a CLINK behind Mary. She turns her light onto the area, sees the flashlight and note hanging from the thin rope. Mary grabs the flashlight, turns it on, reads the note.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>- RESCUE SITE - DAY</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>At the hole, the crane reels in the rope, swings it away from the hole. They see the note attached, flashlight gone. RESCUE SUPERVISOR That's a good sign right there. The Young Rescuer grabs the note. RESCUE SUPERVISOR What's it say?</scene_description>
    <character>UNFOLDS</character>
    <dialogue>The rescue team gathers around. The Young Rescuer the note, reads it slowly and loudly.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>YOUNG RESCUER "I think you mean, am i conscious, not am I conscience." RESCUE SUPERVISOR Jesus Christ. YOUNG RESCUER "Conscious means alert and awake. Conscience is your inner morality gauge, you know, the thing that stops you from doing bad things, e.g. killing, stealing, harming helpless animals, and whatnot." RESCUE SUPERVISOR Can we leave her down there? He motions for the Rescuer to continue. YOUNG RESCUER "To answer your question, yes I am conscious. My leg is bleeding but I'll probably live." RESCUE SUPERVISOR Great. YOUNG RESCUER "Yours truly, Mary Horowitz." The other rescuers start to disperse.</scene_description>
    <character>RESCUER</character>
    <dialogue>"P.S. Did anybody lose a little deaf girl?"</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The rescuers stop in their tracks.</dialogue>
    <character>RESCUER</character>
    <dialogue>"I found one. She's fine... Other than not being able to hear, I mean."</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. FOX NEWS DESK - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>"Alive!" splashes across the screen. FOX NEWS ANCHOR Breaking news from Louisiana, we've just received word that abandoned mine victim Mary Horowitz is alive. TNT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY Mr. and Mrs. Horowitz watch the "Alive!" news coverage. Mrs. Horowitz cries. Mr. Horowitz comforts her. TNT. FOX NEWS DESK -- DAY The mine coverage continues. FOX NEWS ANCHOR Also in the mine, a hearing impaired child overlooked in the earlier rescue. Speculation now as to whether or not Mary Horowitz intentionally heaved herself into the mine to save the child after rescuers ignored her pleas.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. CNN HEADLINE NEWS -- DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>NANCY GRACE is locked and loaded. NANCY GRACE They missed a child? They missed a child? Can't these people count? Thank goodness for this woman, this Mary Horowitz - let's bring up that picture of her again. The picture of Mary appears on the monitor. NANCY GRACE We're looking at an American hero, folks. It it wasn't for Mary Horowitz, the child would have never been found.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - MEDIA CAMP - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Steve, Hartman, Doug and Josh breathe a sigh of relief.</scene_description>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Thank Christ. Now if they can only get her out of there. Angus hangs up his phone.</dialogue>
    <character>ANGUS</character>
    <dialogue>Corbitt wants you on in five. Steve sees he has no choice. He nods. Hartman puts an arm around him.</dialogue>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>I'll be gentle. - DAY</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Rescue Supervisor talks to the Mine Safety Expert. RESCUE SUPERVISOR We've got the whole country watching now, can't afford any more mistakes. The crane from Shreveport is a wash. We're looking at as much as sixteen hours to bring the other one in. MINE SAFETY EXPERT Sixteen hours? If we've got carbon monoxide - RESCUE SUPERVISOR There's air coming in through the top. MINE SAFETY EXPERT Even at a concentration of 5ppm, they could suffocate... We do not have sixteen hours. The Rescue supervisor looks toward the hole, of the severity and hopelessness of their situation showing on his face. RESCUE SUPERVISOR Let's at least get some food and water down there. The rope we've got on there now will handle a small load -- if that damn crane holds. He looks up at the old crane, worried. MINE SAFETY EXPERT Gas masks, oxygen supply, how long? The Rescue Supervisor points around the area - look where we are. RESCUE SUPERVISOR As fast as we can get them here. MINE SAFETY EXPERT Might not be soon enough.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. FOX NEWS - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>- this The Retired Mine Supervisor is back with a new graphic time an image of adult and child sitting in the mine as gases swirl around them and they eventually slump down onto the mine floor. It plays on a loop. RETIRED MINE SUPERVISOR They're pretty much done.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>As night falls, the crowd at the fence starts lighting and candles, passing them around. Among them, George, Lydia, now Carlos, the backpack dispensing hot cocoa guy from Oklahoma. They all look on, worried. Howard stands at the barrier looking more worried than anybody. Elizabeth pushes through the crowd to him. She's wearing red rubber boots.</scene_description>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>Howard! She hugs him.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>She'll be okay. She will. Howard looks behind him at the ever growing crowd.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>All this. For her. He manages a sad smile.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TIMES SQUARE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The headline "Mary Watch" is broadcast on a mammoth screen over Times Square.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. TRAIN STATION - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>PASSENGERS are glued to a news ticker that reads "MARY WATCH, RESCUE UNCERTAIN".</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. LOADING DOCK - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Evening edition newspapers are loaded onto a truck. On the front page - "Mary Watch".</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. 24 HOUR LAUNDROMAT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A pair of LAUNDRY SORTERS are glued to the Mary Watch coverage on TV. FOX NEWS ANCHOR The question on everybody's mind tonight is, who is Mary Horowitz? Atlanta affiliate WAGA looks into the mind of an everyday hero. WAGA Reporter CINDY emotes like her life depends on it. WAGA CINDY No one will argue that the city of Atlanta has always been a breeding ground for heroes. Jimmy Carter, Hank Aaron, Ryan Seacrest and now... Mary Horowitz. As the country wonders about what would drive this woman to such an extraordinary act, we went straight to those closest to her.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>WAGA Cindy interviews a sweet but NERVOUS OLD LADY. NERVOUS OLD LADY Mary Horowitz was one of my second grade students. Brilliant girl... Darling. Always a smart dresser as I remember. And she once brought me soup when I wasn't well.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. CITY STREET - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>WAGA Cindy reports. WAGA CINDY Mary Horowitz, a hero who's devoted her life to caring for the sick and elderly. Clearly a woman with a higher purpose.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. WAL-MART - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A nervous WAL-MART MANAGER poses in the shoe department, holding a pair of red rubber boots. An excited FEMALE REPORTER points to the boots, talks on camera. FEMALE REPORTER Exactly like the boots worn by Mary Horowitz when she slipped into the mine. Were the boots responsible for the accident? The manufacturer refuses to comment. For now, the deadly footwear remains on store shelves, leaving consumers to pay the ultimate price.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. TEENAGER'S ROOM - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Three FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRLS shop online. They click on "Mary Boots" - a picture of red rubber boots comes up. A STATES". banner underneath reads "NOW BANNED IN 4 FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL Oh my God, we so have to have them!</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary talks to the Little Deaf Girl.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Rhinolith, that's the real word. Rhino is nose, lithos means stone. Nose stone. You know what that is? Snot.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. TV REPAIR SHOP - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>WAGA Cindy interviews a 30ish male SCIENTIST.</scene_description>
    <character>SCIENTIST</character>
    <dialogue>I knew Mary Horowitz in college. She caught me trying to cheat off her physics midterm, lectured me for an hour and when she finally stopped talking I asked her out. She said no, said it was because I was, get this - hebetudinous. Can you believe?</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He walks away, bitter, gets back to work on NASA rockets.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. LIBRARY - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>WAGA Cindy interviews an attractive male RESEARCHER as he puts away books. He talks as though it still stings:</scene_description>
    <character>RESEARCHER</character>
    <dialogue>We dated for a while but she ended it. Said she couldn't stand this -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He points around 'to the library - you could hear a pin drop.</dialogue>
    <character>RESEARCHER</character>
    <dialogue>Whatever that means.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. CITY STREET - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>WAGA Cindy continues her report. WAGA CINDY A heartbreaker, leaving behind a trail of devastation.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary still talks.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And Archimedes, there's another one. He was into math, philosophy, all kinds of stuff, then one day he was working out an equation in the sand and somebody stabbed him. Crappy, I know.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A bus pulls up behind other parked and unloading buses. PEOPLE OF ALL AGES file off the buses, holding handmade "SAVE MARY" signs, stuffed animals, flowers, rosary beads, Kleenex. They head toward the fence to join the others.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Angus watches as Doug films Hartman interviewing Steve.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>Steve, tell us about Mary, your fiance struggling for her life at the bottom of the abandoned mine as we speak.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Steve glares at him. Hartman motions for him to go on.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary... she's smart, incredibly smart. She talks a lot. Never boring, I'll tell you that much.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>He thinks about her, gets lost in it.</dialogue>
    <character>STEVE</character>
    <dialogue>Mary Horowitz doesn't pretend to be anything she's not. She's passionate, beautiful, real... and she definitely doesn't deserve to be where she is now.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The spectators all gather, candles in hand, hands joined in silent prayer. An ELDERLY COUPLE hands Howard and Elizabeth candles. Howard looks around at the rest of the crowd - strangers watching, waiting, worried.</scene_description>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>They don't even know her.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>ELDERLY LADY No, but they know what it's like to be alone, to need a helping hand. That's a good enough reason to be here.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>NEIGHBORS hold a candlelight vigil on the lawn. The media catches every minute of it.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. BAR - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Bar PATRONS are silent, glued to the "Mary Watch" coverage on the overhead TV.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. MINE SHAFT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The old crane lowers the small rope into the hole, smoke seeping out of the motor. The Rescue Supervisor watches, anxious and helpless. The other Rescuers just watch. Nothing to do but wait.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary still talks.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Happenstance, I love that word too. And you know what else -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary coughs. Before she has a chance to catch her breath, a rope with a small bag attached quickly drops next to her, the bag hitting the floor. Mary unties the bag and looks inside to find water and sandwiches.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>No dessert. Crappy. Did you know that the word dessert comes from an old French word that means "clear the table"? Sometimes I feel like dinner is just doing time so I can get to the point, and of course the point always involves sugar. Who needs -</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Little Deaf Girl covers her ears, vocalizes as much as she's able.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>LITTLE DEAF GIRL Shut up! I can't hear you but you talk a lot. Totally catches Mary off guard. She fully takes that in. Her demeanor completely shifts, a calm washes over her.,</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I know. She sits down.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I know. She notices the Little Girl's shoes are soaked. Mary moves next to her, takes off her rubber boots and puts them on the Little Girl. Mary puts an arm around her, holds her close at - softly,</dialogue>
    <dialogue>her side, then speaks like she's a different person to herself, the Little Girl unable to read her lips.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm not good at... silence. "Mary doesn't do quiet", that's how my grandmother always said it. "What's that hush?" she'd holler at a party. "It's Mary about to talk", then she'd laugh and laugh and laugh. Everybody would... But I knew something they didn't - that if you keep talking, if you keep on talking, you don't hear people telling you that you're different. You don't hear people saying they don't like you. And if you're talking, you just might not hear it when some kid... calls you a freak. Mary's eyes start to well.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I just wanted to be normal, that's all. Steve said I was.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She thinks about it, laughs a bit.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I'm beginning to think newsmen can't entirely be trusted.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She buttons up the Little Girl's sweater.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>The truth is normal is -- not me. She seems surprised she said it out loud. There's relief in it.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>My friends, the people I've met over the past week, they're not normal either. They're more interesting, more original, more real, more rare.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She suddenly gets it, brightens up.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>That's where I fit. - and for</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She thinks about it, in silence. The sadness fades the first time, she's comfortably quiet.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She smiles at the Little Deaf Girl. The Little Deaf Girl smiles back. And they sit -- Mary totally calm.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary hears something in the distance - a gentle PLINK PLINK PLINK she couldn't have heard while talking.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She picks up the flashlight, moves toward the noise. In a corner of the mine, a water drip hits on some old rusted mining tools, including two rusty vice grips.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>The Little Girl coughs. Mary looks back at her, concerned.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Little Deaf Girl, it's time for us to go home.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - PUBLIC VIEWING AREA - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Howard, Elizabeth and Carlos watch from the fence.</scene_description>
    <character>ELIZABETH</character>
    <dialogue>What's taking so long?</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. and Mrs. Horowitz are glued to the TV. MRS. HOROWITZ Why aren't they doing anything? Mr. Horowitz grabs her hand.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. 24 HOUR LAUNDROMAT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Laundry Sorters still glued to the Mary Watch coverage.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. BAR - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Quiet tension in the bar as the patrons all watch CNN. CNN ANCHOR A tense night in Eunice, Louisiana. Hartman what can you tell us?</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Doug films Hartman. In the shot behind him, smoke seeps out of the old crane.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>They've lowered food and water into the depths of this abandoned mine. The last task of this archaic crane that finally blew its motor. We've been told the new rescue equipment won't make it until daybreak. Until then, all we can do is wait, hope, and of course pray.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>There's a commotion at the rescue site. Doug zooms in.</dialogue>
    <scene_description>AT THE HOLE: The rope hanging into the hole is moving. Rescuers get as close to the hole as possible. RESCUE SUPERVISOR Jesus Christ. Tell me she's not -</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary cuts two pieces of excess rope off the bottom, attaches each it to the hanging rope using the vice grips as makeshift climbing ascenders.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>After I got kicked out of Girl Scouts, while the other girls were learning how to sell cookies, I was at home reading the biography of Sir Edmund Hillary.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary motions for the Little Deaf Girl to jump on piggyback. She jumps up onto Mary's back, still in the red rubber boots. Mary starts jugging up the rope, the vice grips and rope pieces acting like ladder steps.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>They start rising up slowly. Not an easy task. Mary struggles every step.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TIMES SQUARE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A shot of the moving rope up above the hole is broadcast. People on the street stop and watch.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. BAR - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Guys at the bar stand up to watch to the shot of the moving rope on TV.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. and Mrs. Horowitz on the edge of their seats in front of the Mary Watch TV coverage.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Little Deaf Girl helps Mary move one of the vice grips up the rope. MARY (V.0.) If life is like a crossword puzzle then its worth, its greatness, its raison d'efre should be judged in the same way. Mary grasps the cable with everything she has, pulls up another step. MARY (V.O.) Is it solvable? One of the red boots drops down into the mine shaft.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Every eye is on the moving rope.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. MINE SHAFT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary looks up as the lights above get closer and closer. MARY (V.0.) Is it entertaining?</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>As the Rescuers, Firemen, Troopers, Media and Public look on, Mary at last appears above ground, the little Girl in her arms. MARY (V.O.) Does it sparkle? The crowd goes nuts. Cameras flash. Rescuers rush to help them onto the ground. An Ambulance Attendant grabs the little Girl, wraps her in a blanket. Mary's eyes flutter in the blinding lights of the cameras pointed at her. She scans the entire crowd. MARY (V.0.) And does it fit? Her eyes fix on a spot in the crowd. She starts running.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. HOROWITZ HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mrs. Horowitz hands her husband the box of Kleenex as they wail and watch Mary on TV, safely above ground.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. REST STOP - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The customers eat pie while they're glued to images of Mary and the little Girl.</scene_description>
    <character>NORM</character>
    <dialogue>Good for her. Good for her.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. ATLANTA CITIZEN NEWSPAPER OFFICES - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The staff breathe a sigh of relief when they see Mary alive on TV. Jim Soloman stares at the images, happy, acquiescent. JIM SOLOMAN We're going to have to give her her job back. He shakes his head, laughs.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. BAR - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Everybody in the bar celebrates. The BARTENDER rings the bell.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. TINY APARTMENT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Career Day teacher watches Mary on TV, wipes her eyes.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. 24 HOUR LAUNDROMAT - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Laundry Sorters celebrate, then realize their laundry is all pink.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. ATLANTA ROW HOUSE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>The Large Kid from the Career Day class walks into the living room where his DAD has Mary Watch on TV. The Kid holds up a crossword, half done, and he's not happy about it. LARGE KID Did you start this and not bother finishing it? Do you know how much work goes into making these things? Honestly, Dad. The Kid grabs a pencil to finish the puzzle.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. NEWSSTAND - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mr. Takihashi watches Mary on TV, wipes his tears.</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. TRI-PARISH FAIR GROUNDS - RESCUE SITE - NIGHT</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary adjusts her eyes to the flashing lights, looks around. An Ambulance Attendant tries to attend to her leg. She waves him off. In bare feet, blood running down her leg, limping, she starts running away from the site toward the media. Steve's watches, genuinely happy to see her. Hartman nudges Doug to get the camera on Steve.</scene_description>
    <character>HARTMAN</character>
    <dialogue>First interview is ours. Here comes our girl. Steve, you ready? Grab her arid kiss her then let me start with the questions.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Doug focuses in on Steve. Hartman holds the crowd back so Mary can get to him.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary runs toward them -- and keeps on running, right past Steve's open arms.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She heads for her friends at the fence - Howard, Elizabeth, Carlos, George, Lydia, all of the other Protestors. She swan dives right into them. They catch her.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>You're okay.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>I am. Cameras go off all around them.</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A Greyhound bus travels. MARY (V.0.) My brain is full of all kinds of information, some of it useful, some of it not. MARY (V.0.) (cont'd) I've recently discovered, hiding in the back of my mind, somewhere between astrophysics and a catalog of candy bars of the Seventies, a previously hidden bit of knowledge more important than everything else. It is this...</scene_description>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>INT. GREYHOUND BUS - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>Mary sits right at the front talking to the female BUS DRIVER.</scene_description>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>In solving the puzzle of life there's one thing you must do.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>She points to the side of the road. The bus pulls over.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Find somebody just as normal as you.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary stands up, gets off the bus.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>if not a whole bunch. Howard, Elizabeth, George, Lydia, Carlos, Clyde, a few old Ladies, a bunch of other Protestors file off the bus. Mary keeps talking to the bus driver.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>And don't be a slave to your loins. Trust me on that one.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary taps the side of her head.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>You need to let this be the boss of you. Cornprende ?</dialogue>
  </scene>
  <scene>
    <stage_direction>EXT. MARY'S NEIGHBORHOOD - ATLANTA - DAY</stage_direction>
    <scene_description>A huge gated property. Mary opens the gate and walks up a tree covered path, Howard right behind her, all the other Protestors following. For once, Mary isn't doing all the talking.</scene_description>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>That bus driver looked like Francis Galton. Did you see that?</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>He's my favorite behavioral geneticist in the world.</dialogue>
    <dialogue>They continue on through an open yard.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>In retrospect, and I say this with some hesitation because I don't like to have actual regrets so I'll just say I'm beginning to perpend -</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Good one.</dialogue>
    <character>HOWARD</character>
    <dialogue>I'm beginning to perpend whether or not eating three bags of caramel corn for lunch was the smartest thing to do. Honestly I'm this close to spewing...</dialogue>
    <dialogue>Mary reaches the end of the path and stops, waits for everybody else to catch up. They're in complete awe of the monstrous Georgian estate before them.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>My grandma left it to me. My parents won't stay here. And for me it was always too... quiet. She looks at her new friends.</dialogue>
    <character>MARY</character>
    <dialogue>Not anymore. They head toward the house.</dialogue>
    <character>THE END</character>
  </scene>
</script>

Summary: Mary Horowitz, a crossword puzzle writer for the Sacramento Herald, is socially awkward and considers her pet hamster her only true friend. Her parents decide to set her up on a blind date. Mary's expectations are low, as she tells her hamster. Mary is pleasantly surprised when her date turns out to be handsome and charming Steve Miller, a cameraman for the television news network CCN. Steve does not reciprocate her feelings. After an attempt at an intimate moment fails, in part because of her awkwardness and inability to stop talking about vocabulary, Steve fakes a phone call about covering the news out of town. Trying to get Mary out of his truck, he tells her he wishes she could be there. Mary believes Steve, so decides to pursue him. Her obsession gets her fired when she creates a crossword titled "All About Steve". Following her termination, Mary decides to track him around the country in the hopes of winning his affection. She is encouraged by CCN news reporter Hartman Hughes, who hopes to use Mary's encyclopedic knowledge in his reports to help get promoted to news anchor. On the road, Mary annoys some bus passengers so much, the driver abandons her. She hitchhikes with a trucker named Norm, then meets and travels with a pair of protesters: Elizabeth, a ditzy but sweet and likeable girl, and Howard, who sells apples he carves into celebrities. She gradually grows close to the two. Steve and crew end up covering a breaking news story: an old mine collapsed with numerous deaf children stuck inside. Initially, it appears that the children are rescued. Mary, who arrives on the scene, accidentally falls into the mine shaft as well while making a beeline for Steve. It turns out that not all the children have been rescued, and Mary is trapped with one left behind. Steve begins to realize that Mary, in her own unique way, is a beautiful person. Just as she figures a way out, the two are joined by Hartman, who is made to feel guilty by Elizabeth and Howard for getting Mary into this predicament. Mary's rescue plan works, but she lets Hartman take the credit. She finally realizes she does not need Steve to be happy. In a voiceover she says, "If you love someone, set him free; if you have to stalk him, he probably wasn't yours in the first place." After the end credits, a competitive TV reporter, in despair that Hartman got popularity by jumping into the sinkhole to save Mary, also jumps into it.