INT.—TYRELL LIVING ROOM—DAY
KELLY is standing in the middle of the living room in pajamas and Cookie Monster slippers. Her hair is tousled. She faces the camera.
KELLY
Tegan told her story to the police four times, not the “dozens of times” she whines about. She told Mom too. But did it occur to her to tell me? Of course not.
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INT.—TYRELL FOYER—DAY
The door opens. TEGAN and MRS. TYRELL enter. MRS. TYRELL has her arm around her daughter, whose eyes are red from crying. KELLY rushes to the door.
KELLY
What happened? What did the cops want, Mom? Why didn’t you call me?
MRS. TYRELL
Not now, Kelly. We’ve been up all night. Tegan needs to get some rest.
KELLY
What happened, Teeg? Did the party get busted?
KELLY turns to the camera.
KELLY (CONT’D)
It wouldn’t surprise me. Those parties are drug central. It would serve them right if they all got busted.
MRS. TYRELL
Not now, Kelly!
KELLY
Teeg?
TEGAN
(in a weary monotone)
Not now, Kelly.
MRS. TYRELL and TEGAN climb the stairs, leaving KELLY to stare after them.
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INT.—TYRELL LIVING ROOM—DAY
KELLY, still in her pajamas, continues to address the camera.
KELLY
Tegan was too shaken up to tell me what happened.
Too exhausted.
She throws an arm over her eyes and strikes a dramatic pose.
KELLY (CONT’D)
Too traumatized.
She drops her arm and sighs.
KELLY (CONT’D)
I’m not as insensitive as she thinks I am. I know she was exhausted. I know she was traumatized. Who wouldn’t be after a thing like that? She could have been killed. In fact, it’s probably a miracle that she wasn’t. The cops think it was the tinted windows that saved her. They think the killer didn’t see her. But, still, she could have taken a few minutes to brief me. She could have told me herself what happened instead of letting me find out the hard way.
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INT.—TYRELL KITCHEN—DAY
KELLY, still in her pajamas and her Cookie Monster slippers, is sitting at the table pouring milk into a bowl of cereal.
KELLY
Jeez, what a family. Mom gets a call from the cops in the middle of the night. She races out of here. She’s gone all night. Tegan, who went out, never comes home. But did it occur to either of them what I must have been thinking? Did anyone even think to call me? Have they told me what happened yet? No, they’re upstairs together. Tegan is crying. Ten to one, she got busted.
A radio is on, and a newscast begins. KELLY gets up and reaches to turn the radio off but suddenly freezes.
NEWS READER’S VOICE
…Dead are Clark Carson and Martin Genovese, both eighteen, both students at Lakeside Collegiate. Police are investigating but so far have no motive for the shooting. Sources say there was a third person in the car at the time of the shooting, but police have not released that person’s name. The investigation continues. Turning to other news…
KELLY stares at the radio. Her face is pale. She reaches out slowly and shuts the radio off. She stares at the ceiling above her. Then she gets up and heads for the kitchen door.
KELLY
(shouting)
Mom!