绝望的主妇第一季第二集剧本.docx

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绝望的主妇第一季第二集剧本

DESPERATEHOUSEWIVES

1X02:

AH,BUTUNDERNEATH

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PreviouslyonDesperateHousewives.

（MARYALICEtakesaboxoffashelfinthecloset.Lookingworriedanddistraught,sheshakilyputsarevolvertohertemple.Weseeafingerpullingthetrigger,andaloudshotisheard.ThecamerastaysontheYOUNGfamilypicture,astheblurredreflectionofMARYALICEisshownintheframeofthepicturefallingtotheground.）

（Cutto:

）

GABRIELLE:

IfMaryAlicewashavingsomesortofcrisis,we'dhaveknown.Shelives50feetaway,forGod'ssakes.

SUSAN:

Gabby,thewomankilledherself.Somethingmust'vebeengoingon.

（Cutto:

）

GABRIELLE:

EverytimeI'maroundthatman,hetriestograbmyass!

CARLOS:

Imadeover$200,000doingbusinesswithhimlastyear.Ifhewantstograbyourass,youlethim.

（Cutto:

）

JOHN:

Whyaren'tyouhappy?

GABRIELLE:

TurnsoutIwantedallthewrongthings.

（Cutto:

）

GABRIELLE:

What'sthat?

BREE:

It'saletter,addressedtoMaryAlice.

（GABRIELLEandLYNETTEreadthepieceofpaper.TheypassittoSUSAN,whoreadsthenotewithBREElookingoverhershoulder.）

IKNOWWHATYOUDID

ITMAKESMESICK

I'MGOINGTOTELL

SUSAN:

OhMaryAlice,whatdidyoudo?

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OPENON:

[EXT.GRAVEYARD--DAY]

（Weopenonalilyflowerplantedonthegroundofthegraveyard.WepantoMaryAlice'sfreshlyburiedgrave,whereweseehertombstone:

MARYALICEYOUNG

BelovedWifeandMother

Therearetwobunchesoforangey-redrosesoneithersideofthetombstone.）

NARRATOR:

Anoddthinghappenswhenwedie.Oursensesvanish.Taste,touch,smellandsoundbecomeadistantmemory.Butoursight,ah,oursightexpands.Andwecansuddenlyseetheworldwe'veleftbehindsoclearly.Ofcourse,mostofwhat'svisibletothedeadcanalsobeseenbytheliving,iftheyonlytakethetimetolook.

（Cutto:

GABRIELLE,withhereyesclosed,nakedassheliesunderwaterinherbathtub,holdingherbreath.）

NARRATOR:

LikemyfriendGabrielle.Ishould'veseenhowunhappyshewas.ButIdidn't.IonlysawherclothesfromParis;

（Flashbackto:

GABRIELLEgigglingasshetwirls,wearingabeautifulblackdress,walkingtowardsCARLOS,whotakesherhandandpullshertowardshim,kissingher.）

NARRATOR:

Andherplatinumjewellery;

（Cutto:

GABRIELLE,holdingherhairback,excitedasCARLOSfastensanecklacearoundherneck,apieceofpaper,presumablythebill!

wedgedinhismouth.）

NARRATOR:

Andherbrandnewdiamondwatch.

（Cutto:

CARLOS,handingGABRIELLEanopenboxashewalksby,talkingbusinessonhiscellphone.GABRIELLEsmileswhenCARLOShandsherthebox,butthesmilefadesasCARLOSwalksoff,stilltalkingonhisphone.

EndofFlashback.Resumetopresent.）

NARRATOR:

HadIlookedcloser,I'veseenthatGabriellewasadrowningwoman,desperatelyinsearchofaliferaft.Luckilyforher,shefoundone.

（GABRIELLEsitsup,smilingassheleanstowardsJOHNastheykiss.）

NARRATOR:

Ofcourse,Gabrielleonlysawheryounggardenerasawaytoinfuseherlifewithalittleexcitement.Butnow,shewasabouttodiscoverjusthowexcitingherlifecouldget.

（Cutto:

CARLOSinhiscar,pullinginthedriveway.WeflashbetweenscenesofGABRIELLEkissingJOHN,gigglingasCARLOSgetsout,holdingabriefcaseinhishand.Asheslamsthedoor,GABRIELLEstops,hearinganoise.ShepeeksoutthewindowandseesCARLOSwalkingalongthepathtowardsthehouse.）

GABRIELLE:

Damnit!

?

（grabsJOHN'sarm,pullinghimoutofthebathroom）Comeon.

JOHN:

Whoa!

（GABRIELLEandJOHNhurrydownthestairs,slippingandslidingastheygo.）

GABRIELLE:

Comeon,comeon,hurry!

Let'sgo,let'sgo!

（Theyrunintothelivingroom.GABRIELLEgrabsthestrewnclothesonthefloor,shovingthematJOHN.）

JOHN:

Where'retherestofmyclothes?

（CARLOSstopsatthebottomofthepath,openingtheletterboxtogetthemail.）

GABRIELLE:

I'llfindthem,justgetout!

JOHN:

Where?

（GABRIELLElooksaround,seesthebackwindowsfacingthesidegarden.Shepointsatthewindow.）

GABRIELLE:

Outthewindow.

JOHN:

What?

GABRIELLE:

Go,go!

（AsJOHNtriestogetoutthewindow,GABRIELLElooksatthedoor,panickedaswecuttoCARLOSwalkingupthestepsofthefrontporch.GABRIELLEpushesJOHNoutthewindow,grabbinghistowelasshewrapsherhairinthetowelJOHNwasusing.ShesmilesatCARLOSwhowalksin.）

GABRIELLE:

Hihoney,you'rehomeearly!

CARLOS:

Mymeetinggotcancelled.（looksatGABRIELLEasheputsdownhisthingsonthetable.）Youjusttookashowerthismorning.

GABRIELLE:

I,uh,Ijustfinishedaworkout.

（GABRIELLE'ssmilefadesassheseesJOHN'sjeansinthecornerofthecouch,luckilyhiddenfromCARLOS'sview.ShewalkstowardsCARLOS,coveringthejeanswithacushion.）

CARLOS:

Mmm.Where'sJohn?

GABRIELLE:

John?

CARLOS:

Yeah.That'shistruckoutfront.

（GABRIELLEisspeechless,hermouthmoving,butnosoundcomingoutofhermouth.）

NARRATOR:

Gabriellewaspanicked.Sheknewifherhusbanddiscoveredhersecret,shewouldfeelthefullforceofhiswrath.

JOHN:

HeyMr.Solis.

（Wepantotheopenfrontwindow,whereJOHNisseen,trimmingthehedgewithhisshears.Heiswearinghisflannelshirt.）

CARLOS:

Hey,John,didyoutakecareofthatficusyet?

JOHN:

I'llgettoitassoonasI'vedonehere.

CARLOS:

Alright.Weneedtotalkaboutthehedgeslater.

（JOHNflashesGABRIELLEabrief,shysmileasGABRIELLEbreathesasighofrelief.）

NARRATOR:

ButshewasquicklyremindedthatwhatCarloscouldn'tsee,couldn'thurther.

JOHN:

Yeah,sure,noproblem.

（Thecamerapanstotheoutsideview,whereweseeJOHN,wearingonlyhisflannelshirtandnothingelse,ashestandsonastepladder,pretendingtotrimthehedges.Hehe.Yummy.）

OpeningCredits

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[OPENON:

INT.MEYERHOUSE-KITCHEN--NIGHT]

（Weopentolookoutthekitchenwindow,whereweseethedarkenedYOUNGhouseoppositeSUSAN'shouse.ThecamerapanstoshowLYNETTEsittingonthekitchencounter,rubbingherneckwithonehand.WethenseeBREEholdingadishclothandwipingherhands,herfacesombre,asGABRIELLEholdsaglassofredwineinherhands.SUSANissittingatthetable.Theyarealllookingatthekitchentable,where,infrontofSUSAN,laysthemysteriouswarningletterfoundinMARYALICE'sbelongings.ThecameracutstoshowafaceshotofSUSAN,GABRIELLE,BREE,thenLYNETTE.Theyalllooksolemn.）

NARRATOR:

ThepeacefulfacadeofWisteriaLanehadrecentlybeenshattered.Firstbymysuicide,andthenbythediscoveryofanoteamongmybelongingsthatsuggestedasuspiciousreasonformydesperateact.Myfriendsgatheredtodiscussitsimplications.

SUSAN:

（sighs）IthinkweshouldgiveittoPaul.

GABRIELLE:

He'sstillmourning,Susan,he'llprobablyfreakout.

SUSAN:

Itdoesn'tmatter,shewashiswife.Hedeservestohaveallthefacts.

BREE:

Well,wecoulddoitgently.Wecouldtellhimaboutitovercoffeeandpastry.（handsLYNETTEacupoftea.）

LYNETTE:

（sipsthetea）Thatwouldbefun.Paul,wehaveproofyourwifekilledherselfoversomedeepdarksecret.Another?

?

GABRIELLE:

Wecouldalwayscallthepolice.

LYNETTE:

Maybeit'sjustsomesortofsickjoke.

BREE:

Wellifitwasajoke,itwasinverypoortaste.

SUSAN:

No,thiswasserious,Iknowitwas.Wegottafindoutwhatwasgoingon.

LYNETTE:

（putsthecupofteadownonthecounterandslidesofftoleanagainstthecounter）Let'ssaywedo.There'sachancewe'renotgonnalikewhatwefind.

SUSAN:

Well,isn'titworsetobeinthedark,imaginingshedidallthesehorriblethings?

BREE:

It'stheage-oldquestion,isn'tit?

（SUSANlooksupatBREE.）Howmuchdowereallywannaknowaboutourneighbours?

（SUSANlooksatGABRIELLE,wholooksdownattheletter.Thecamerapanstoshowthethreateningletter.）

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[FADETO:

EXT.YOUNGHOUSE--NIGHT---LATER]

（ZACHstandsatthebottomoftheemptiedpool,lookingdownintoadeep,darkholethatPAULdugup.Helooksbackatthedarkhouse,wherewecuttoPAULstaggeringintothegarage,carryingalarge,heavychest.Itlookslikeithasn'tbeenopenedforalongtime.）

NARRATOR:

Myfriendswererighttobeconcerned.Theyknewthateveryfamilyhasitssecrets.Andasmysonandhusbandcould'vetoldthem,youneedtothinkcarefullybeforediggingthemup.

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[CUTTO:

EXT.MEYERHOUSE--NIGHT---LATER]

（Weseeourfourhousewiveswalkingtowardsthegate.Theysaytheirfarewells,asSUSANwalksbackintoherhouse.LYNETTEwalksalongtheleftpath,GABRIELLEwalksalongtherightpathandBREEcrossesthestreetallinfourdifferentdirections.）

NARRATOR:

Aftertalkingforhours,myfriendsstillhadn'tagreedonwhattodowiththenote.So,theydecidedtotalkaboutitinthemorningafteragoodnight'srest.Butnoonecouldfallasleepthatnight.Theyeachkeptthinkingofmysuicide,andhowterriblyaloneImust'vefelt.Yousee,lonelywassomethingmyfriend'sunderstoodalltoowell.

（Cutto:

SUSAN,lyingawakeinherbedasshesighs.）

（Panto:

GABRIELLE,lyingaloneinherbed,CARLOS'sideempty.Shelooksfrustrated,angryandsad.）

（Panto:

LYNETTE,whoturnsherheadtotheemptysideofthebed.PresumablyTOMisonanotheroneofhisbusinesstrips.）

（Panto:

BREE,whostilllooksveryprimandproperlyinginherbedwithaproperwhite,frilly,lacynightgown.But,it'ssleeveless,Sassy.BREEsighsasshelookssidewaysattheemptysideofthebed.WecuttoBREEwalkingdownthe