YOKNAPATAWPHA COUNTY SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT
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Investigating Officer(s): Det. S. Murphy, Det. T. Armstrong
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Incident No.: 002221-15H-2004
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Case Description: Corwin Fitz Homicide
This is the final scene from the most recent draft of Fitz's movie script, Bacchanals'
Destruction, taken as
evidence (Evidence # 002221-03) from the master bedroom of the film crew's lodge.
Caution: Rough language and
situations.
BACCHANALS' DESTRUCTION script, Lodge Draft 52,
pg. 346.
CUT TO:
EXT - LAKE SHORE,
LIQUID DUSK
RALDLER and CHEYNE crawl out of the underbrush
and stumble onto the rooted sands beside the lake.
RALDLER
This is the edge. We've lost our way back.
CHEYNE
He's coming!
RALDLER
This is the perfect ending, Cheyne. We can stop it
right here, and our life stories would have a terrific end.
CHEYNE
Raldler! This is f****** real life! Are you
starting to feel it, just a little bit? He's not the director any more,
baby.
RALDLER
(astounded, dreaming)
You're... absolutely...
CHEYNE
This is just the beginning, Raldler.
RALDLER
I'll get him at his own game!
RALDLER pulls a squib from his bag, lifts his shirt and rigs an
exploding blood pack. The scars on his belly are bleeding. After
scuffling with the rig, he gets up to dust himself and...
A GUNSHOT rings out from the brush.
RALDLER hits the beach in a roll, ducking and covering,
protecting CHEYNE. Then another SHOT, and another; they seem to come
from all directions.
RALDLER
My life!
CHEYNE
We're going to die!
RALDLER leaps up and screams into the brush.
RALDLER
You wanna get the crazies outta me! Don't f******
waste your bullets, man! I'll open the gut for you!
RALDLER pulls his gun and shoots himself in the stomach, which
causes two explosions under his shirt. After a moment of shock,
he falls to his knees. The sand turns crimson.
CHEYNE grabs him by the shoulders.
CHEYNE
Raldler! What-- ?
RALDLER stares the visions of his life into her.
RALDLER
<the perfect last line>*
RALDLER keels over and dies face down in the sand. CHEYNE looks
into the brush, terrified. She gets up slow and jittery, streaming
tears and covered in Raldler's blood. She turns toward the lake. She
walks out until the water consumes her. The water bubbles and wakes,
then turns still.
The camera stays on the soft waters, which
neither rise nor fall.
(no audio, except for the
sounds of water and wind)
In the distance, CHEYNE emerges from the lake
on the opposite shore and takes a few hesitant steps into a clearing
surrounded by trees. She stands alone, dripping wet and still
crying. She looks around as if unsure where to go. She turns around
and looks back across the lake to RALDLER's body on the beach and
then to the brush where the shots had come from. Her eyes widen with
fear. She turns and runs into the woods, vanishing into the trees.
THE END
* Scrawled on the back of the last page of this script were
several lines that Fitz apparently had considered for the final
line. Included among those possible lines was one that read, "I
pulled the trigger. I pulled it." |