A beautiful, sprawling suburban estate at sunset. Classic wrought-iron gates protect a winding driveway which snakes its way up through a neatly manicured lawn.
INT. WAYNE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
ALFRED PENNYWORTH, the Wayne family butler, fluffs up a cushion in the large, elegant living room. A kind-looking man in his late forties with dark moustache and hair, he epitomizes the proper British moor d
Legal Eagles Script
"Happy birthday to you
"Happy birthday, dear Chelsea
"Happy birthday to you"
-Happy birthday. -Good night.
Chelsea!
Chelsea, come on. We have no time.
My painting! Where"s my painting?
Daddy! Daddy!
Daddy!
Bob, get the hell out of there!
Jesus!
This was the scene years ago...
...as millions of dollars worth of Deardon paintings went up in smoke.
Deardon perished in the flames.
estate lady said theres
a fix-it guy. See if you can find him.
Whats that for?
- Uncle Louies dog.
- Hes cute.
- I got invited to a party tomorrow.
- Great. You see?
- But you wanted me to help you unpack.
- I dont remember saying that.
I must have had you mixed up
with somebody else.
Thanks, Ma.
Could you tell me
where the maintenance guy is?
Hey, pup.
You go in through there,
turn left, not too
paint.
What do you do here, Tom Leezak?
Just open the gate, Yuan.
You and Tom not together anymore.
Just open the gate, Yuan!
Okay.
That one looks heavy.
Get that junkwagon out ofhere.
Right away, Princess!
Not one word.
Are Mom and Dad home?
No. Theye at the emphysema ball.
Don worry, Peewee...
wel get this Tom mess cleaned up.
Sarah.
Kyle.
Kyle.
Wake up.
Okay, I磎 home. So, you can leave whene
estate development in New Orleans...
the new Pontchartrain Estates!
Thank you, Bob.
Bob has very generously
referred to me...
as part of the cream
of the new South.
I think that might be
a little bit genteel for me.
I would be more inclined
to consider myself more of...
oh, skim milk of the Middle West
or something.
Energy...
ambition.
I would hope...
that we could direct
those qualities...
to tr
Old School Script
[speaker drones, indistinct]
Real Estate Query Engine
is a virtual rubicon of information,
putting the lawyer himself
at the controls.
Listen, Im going to take off, okay?
Im gonna try and catch the : back.
Youre leaving the seminar now?
Its not even intermission.
- I dont think you can do that.
- No, its fine. Just cover for me, okay?
- Get it all.
- I guess.
- Listen, could we
paint. You can almost hear it wheeze...
ANGLE - THE GADEN BEYOND THE PORCH
Thick. Lush. Huge flowers flourish. A flagstone walk leads to a swimming pool filled with
brackish water and lily pads. A wrought-iron fence encircles the grounds. on the other side,
the street seems like another world.
BACK TO CARLOTTA AND DIEDRE ON THE PORCH CARLOTTA takes a syringe from a bag and injects
DIEDRE, who sho
estate emergency? My whole lifes an emergency.
Im not going back to work, am l?
We always said I would, but now I realise I never will.
Take my job. Go build condos. Make sure to be there at : .
Call an exorcist.
I dont know where it came from. Im sorry, Laura.
Im sorry.
This is stupid. We just need to get a schedule.
We dont need a schedule. We need a miracle.
GEMINI INSTITUTE MALIBU. CALIFORNIA
estate brokers jacket and stands beside a FOR SALE sign in
the muddy lawn.
MAN
Is there something the matter?
Somerset turns to face the man, then looks back at the house.
SOMERSET
No. No... its just that everything here
seems... so strange.
MAN
Strange? Theres nothing strange about
this place. The housell need a little
fixing up, thats for sure...
SOMERSET
No. I like the house, and this place.
M
estate.
I spent all of my free time
working on a design of my own.
It summed up everything about
architecture that mattered to me.
It was my dream house.
D?
Have I ever told you
I love you?
No.
I do.
Still?
Always.
We had our differences.
He used to take his clothes off
and leave them on the floor.
It made me crazy.
What do you think this is?
Leaving your shoes
on the table?
- What is the problem