The Iceman Taketh continued...
Written by James Stanley and Dianne Messina Stanley; Directed by Scott Paulin; (as "fanscribed" by HarrietJ)
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Brigatti - Help me!
(Gary, coming out on the roof, hears her.)
Gary - Brigatti!
Brigatti - Over here! Hobson!
Gary - (He throws the Paper down onto the roof without a second thought.)
Brigatti! You hold on!
(With great effort he pulls her up with him on the ledge, on the other side
of the rail, just moments before it falls. Brigatti grabs onto Gary, with
relief.)
Brigatti – Hobson.
Gary - Take your time.
Brigatti - You saved my life.
Gary - Well...
Brigatti - What are you doing up here anyway?
Gary - The view is nice. Actually I got off on the wrong floor.
(Brigatti sees his wrist is bleeding.)
Brigatti - You're hurt.
(Gary sees the Paper blowing away.)
Gary - My paper.
Brigatti - Oh forget it, I'll buy you a new one.
(In the suite, Gary is sitting on the bed. Brigatti is tending to the wound
on his wrist.)
Brigatti - Doesn't look too deep. No need for stitches.
Gary - Well that's good. (He notices her shaking hand.) You all right?
Brigatti - Guess I'm still a little shaky. Out on that ledge I knew any minute I
was gonna die... alone. If you hadn't shown up when you did, I... why did you
come back?
Gary - Oh, I don't know. I figured you needed someone to look after you, I
guess.
Brigatti - Even though I make you crazy?
Gary - You don't make me crazy all the time, Brigatti.
Brigatti - Not all the time?
Gary - No, some of the time you're okay.
B – Just... okay?
Gary - You're pushin' it, Brigatti.
They lean toward each other until their lips are almost touching...The phone
rings. For a moment they can't move, and Brigatti, still barely moving, picks it
up.
Brigatti - (Breathless, answers) Hello?
Marissa - Is Gary Hobson there?
Brigatti - Um. It's for you.
Gary - Huh? (Breathless, also) Hello?
Marissa - You want to give me an ETA?
(Brigatti goes into the next room.)
Gary - (still breathless, stammers) I'm, I'm gonna...I'm gonna be tied up
a little bit longer.
Marissa - Right. On business.
Gary - I lost the Paper, you see. I think there's gonna be a jewel heist tonight
but I don't know what's gonna happen.
Marissa - Sounds risky.
Gary - Listen, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later, OK?
Marissa - OK. Bye.
(As Gary hangs up the phone. Brigatti comes out of the other room.)
Brigatti - You' re not gonna take me to the ball lookin' like that, are you,
Hobson?
***
(Gary, wearing a tux, comes out of the other room. He sees Brigatti, her hair
upswept, wearing a low-cut black lace gown.)
Gary - Wow.
(Brigatti smiles a little self - consciously and starts to put on the diamond
necklace, but has trouble.)
Gary – (ever the gentleman) Allow me.
(Gary steps behind her and takes the clasp. He’s very close as he puts the
necklace on her. From a vase of flowers, Brigatti pulls a bud and slips it into
his lapel.)
Brigatti - (smiling) Perfect!
(Gary offers his arm to Brigatti.)
Gary - Shall we, Mrs. Thurston?
Brigatti - (still smiling) Absolutely, Mr. Thurston!
***
(In the ballroom, the orchestra is playing slow, romantic jazz music. On the
dance floor, Gary is holding Brigatti very close.)
Paul - May I cut in?
Gary - Actually, it's not customary...
Brigatti - Oh, that's all right, sweetheart. (to Paul) I'd be delighted.
Paul - Actually, I've never been this close to such an exquisite jewel before.
Brigatti - Oh, you like the Lermontov?
Paul - I was referring to you.
Gary - (Standing behind them) Oh brother!
(Gary turns around as he hears Amber behind him.)
Amber - Ahem. You're not going to leave me standing here all by my lonesome, are
you?
Gary - Uh no. (He starts dancing with Amber, but he keeps watching Brigatti
with Paul.)
(Brigatti and Paul, dancing.)
Paul - (to Brigatti) How was your afternoon?
Brigatti - Breezy.
Paul - Oh?
Brigatti - I did some exploring around the hotel... surprised we didn't run into
each other.
Paul - Shame we didn't. Think of all the fun we could have had.
(Gary, dancing with Amber, is still staring at Brigatti and Paul.)
Amber - Yoo-hoo. Larry, I'm over here.
Gary - Oh, sorry.
Amber - Now this is a slow dance, so we're supposed to dance close, like this.
(She abruptly pulls him closer.) Do you like my dress?
Gary - Very much.
Amber - I had a devil of a time getting into it but fortunately, it's much
easier to get out of. It just slips off like butter off a hot potato.... Oh, you
like potatoes, don't you?
(Brigatti and Paul, dancing.)
Paul - Your husband and I seem to have a lot in common.
Brigatti - Oh?
Paul - We're both enamored of the same kind of woman.
Brigatti - I don't think so.
(Amber and Gary, dancing.)
Amber - You know what I like about you?
Gary - Mmm no.
Amber - You don't let all that money go to your head.
Gary - No. I... what money?
Amber - Your money silly. You see, Paul, he's a bit of a stuffed shirt, but you,
you're just a regular fella. Looks like you work out, too.
Gary - My job keeps me pretty ac-- (he gasps as Amber grabs his butt) --tive.
Amber - Hmm. Nice glutes.
(Brigatti and Paul, dancing. Brigatti is glaring at Gary and Amber, and she
trips.)
Paul - I'm sorry. Did I step on your toe?
Brigatti - I caught my heel. Thanks for dancing with me.
(She leaves almost before he has a chance to reply, and heads straight for
Gary. On the way, she bumps hard into Amber.)
Amber - (to Gary) Later.
Brigatti - (to Gary) Did you have a nice time?
Gary - Not as nice as you, apparently.
Brigatti - It's my job.
Gary - Huh. Tough duty.
Brigatti - If you'd have been any closer to that bimbo, you'd have been inside
her dress.
Gary - I was being polite.
Brigatti - Oh, is that what you call it?
Gary - It sounds to me like you think I was interested in her. That's not
jealousy, is it?
Brigatti - Don't flatter yourself, Hobson. I couldn't care less who you bumps
hips with. It's not like we’re married. It was just an act.
Gary - Oh, I'm well aware of that.
Brigatti - If I *was* married to you and you acted like that, I'd shoot you.
Gary - You wouldn't have to, 'cause if I was married to you, I'd shoot myself.
(Just then Paul and Amber come up with cocktails.)
Paul - To the happy couple
(Suddenly the lights go out. As the lights come up, Brigatti is checking for her
necklace.)
Brigatti - Still there.
Woman at Ball – My watch! Somebody stole my diamond watch!
(Brigatti pulls out her gun.)
Brigatti - Chicago PD. Everybody freeze! Stay right where you are! Check all the
exits. Nobody goes in or out without my say-so!
Undercover Cop - Detective, we found this hooked up to a fuse box.
Paul - What's going on?
Brigatti - We're here to catch a thief. How about if we start with you?
Paul - What? Do you think I stole that watch?
Brigatti - Among other things. (speaks to cop) Search him.
Paul - What? Do you think I'm that guy... um, the Iceman?
Amber - I thought you were from Cleveland.
(Cop finishes searching Paul)
Cop – Nothing.
Paul - I could have told you that.
Brigatti - Allow me. (She pats him down)
Paul - Well I hoped we'd get around to this eventually, but somehow I pictured
it differently.
Brigatti - Take off your jacket.
(Brigatti finds the watch in a secret pocket of his jacket.)
Paul - I've never seen that before, I swear.
Brigatti - (to cop) Cuff him. Didn't know you had a secret pocket back
there did ya?
Paul - I didn't!
Brigatti - We'll talk about it down at the station.
Amber - That creep!
Gary - Must be a terrible shock.
Amber - All this time he's been stealing fabulous jewelry and what do I get? A
lousy charm for my bracelet! Say, does that mean you're a cop, too?
Gary - No. I was just helping out.
Amber - So, does that mean you're not married?
Gary - That's right.
Amber - Hmm. Dating?
Brigatti - Not even close.
Amber - Really?
Brigatti - Before you start salivating doll-face, you're gonna have to answer
some questions about your boyfriend... the old one.
Amber - (to Gary) I'll be back.
(Gary grins. Amber starts to leave, but comes back and hands Gary a room
key.)
Amber - Room 707.
Brigatti - Looks like it's your lucky night, Hobson.
Gary - Well you uh... do you need me for anything else?
Brigatti - No. We're finished.
(Gary’s loft. He walks slowly through the room, takes the rose from his
buttonhole, smells its fragrance and lays it beside his radio. Next morning he
gets the Paper and talks to Cat.)
Gary - How'd ya like stayin' in a 4-star hotel.
Cat - Meow.
Gary - Yeah. Don't get used to it.
(Headline in Paper reads: Lermontov Diamond Stolen. There's also a picture of
Brigatti.)
Gary - She *has* the diamond!
Scene shows police, at the jewelers, returning the necklace.
Jeweler - Is this a joke? Where's the diamond?
Brigatti - You're holding it.
Jeweler - This isn't the Lermontov. This is a fake!
(Gary goes to police station. Talks to officer at desk.)
Gary - I need to talk to Detective Brigatti.
Officer - She's busy.
(Hearing shouting from the office of the chief of detectives, Gary looks in
and sees Brigatti.)
Chief of Detectives - I want answers and I want them now! It was your operation.
I'm holding you personally responsible! If you didn't take that diamond then who
the hell did?
(Brigatti sees Gary before the Chief slams the door shut. Gary sees Amber
talking to another officer.)
Amber - So, will that be all?
Officer - Don't leave town. We'll have more questions for you later.
Amber - I can't believe I let that man pull the wool over my eyes. I feel like
such a chump!
(As Amber leaves and gets into her car. Gary starts to put the pieces
together, races out and jumps into the car with Amber.)
Amber - (startled) Oh! Larry! I was hoping you'd *call*, but this is even
better!
Gary - It's Gary, and you can drop the act.
Amber - Act?
Gary - Act -- as in make-believe. Performance. Masquerade. Sham. Honey, Paul
Cantner's no jewel thief, but then again, you know that.
Amber - What are you talking about?
Gary - Paul is rich and well-connected but he's not the brightest bulb on the
marquee. But you, on the other hand, well, you're a different story. Planting
that watch on Paul!
Amber - Now why would I do that?
Gary - I think to hide the fact that you switched the real Lermontov with the
fake.
A – (dropping the dumb act) Cute *and* smart! Hard to find in a guy. Most
men, you bat your eyelids, flash a little cleavage, and their IQ drops 50
points.
Gary - There is one thing though. How did you find enough time - in the dark,
that is - to switch the diamond and also plant the watch on Paul?
Amber - You're making it all too complicated, lover-boy. I made the switch in
the afternoon.
Gary - How's that?
Amber - At the jewelry store. I thought I was going to have to bludgeon your
partner into giving you that thank-you kiss. All you need is a little slight of
hand and a good misdirect.
Gary - So all the excitement last night...
Amber - Oh I couldn't leave in the middle of the day, could I? How would it
look? Besides, the cops wanted a thief so I gave them one.
Gary - That's very nice of you.
Amber - Please. Paul's not going to suffer. As soon as the cops realize they got
the wrong guy they'll come looking for poor, dim - witted Amber. 'Course I won't
*be* Amber by then, but that's *their* problem.
Gary - I'll tell you what. Why don't you turn this car around and we'll go back
to the police station.
Amber - Sorry. I have other plans.
Gary - What? Are you gonna kidnap me?
Amber - Well, I'd rather you came along willingly. I'm a lot of fun when you get
to know me.
Gary - No, thank you.
Amber - Didn't think so. Too All - American for that. Besides, you're hung up on
that cop aren't you?
Gary - Brigatti? No. I'm afraid that was all an act.
Amber - Sure.
Gary - Look Amber, or whatever your name is... why don't you turn this car
around right now?
Amber - Or what?
Gary - Or what? Or I'm gonna take you to the police station because sooner or
later you're gonna have to stop this car.
Amber - Well you're no fun at all are you? Pity. Such a beautiful score too.
(She throws the necklace in the air and it lands on the tine of a rake on a
passing trash truck stopping for a red light.)
Amber - So what'll it be? The lady or the diamond?
Gary - What?
Amber - Well your girlfriend's in a world of trouble. She may even be accused of
stealing that diamond herself. How are you going to prove otherwise without that
necklace?
(As the truck pulls away, Gary leaps out of the car and races for the truck.
Amber drives away, watching Gary chase the truck.)
Gary - Stop the truck! Hey! Stop!!
Amber - Keep workin' on those glutes.
(Gary jumps onto the truck and maneuvers his way to the rake, nearly falling
off in the process. The truck hits a pot-hole and the necklace starts to fly
through the air, but Gary grabs it in time. The driver, finally seeing him in
his side - view mirror, stops the truck and yells...)
Driver - Hey! What are ya doin' back there?
Gary - (getting off) Oh, I had to knock some ice off the truck.
***
(McGinty’s. A news reporter is shown on the television.)
TV Reporter – ...Several other jewels stolen by the “Ice - woman” in the Chicago
area are still missing. “Now that we know who we're looking for, it's just a
matter of time ‘till we catch her,” says the officer in charge of the
investigation, Detective Antonia Brigatti.
(Gary, at bar, turns off the TV, and continues sorting receipts.)
Patrick - Wow! Some story.
Gary – (quietly) Yeah. All it's missing is an ending.
Marissa - You don't sound very happy, Gary.
Gary – (unhappy) Oh, I'm happy.
Marissa - Well, you should be. It's over. Now you can get back to your routine.
Gary - I'm happy!
Marissa – (not believing him) Well, when you're ready to talk about it,
I'm here.
Brigatti – (from behind Gary) What's it take to get a little service
around here?
Gary – (brightly – he’s happy to see her) Brigatti. Any leads on Amber?
Brigatti - I didn't come here to talk about her.
Gary - No?
Brigatti - You know why I'm here, Hobson.
(You can tell that Gary hopes her reason for being there is to talk about the
possibility of there being something romantic between them, but he doesn’t want
to be the first person to say it, in case it’s not the reason. And you can tell
that Brigatti wants the same, but is also too afraid to be the first person to
say anything.)
Gary – (evasively) I could guess.
Brigatti – (also evasively) Well?
Gary - Well, what?
(Brigatti realizes that he’s not going to broach the subject, has a moment of
disappointment, then continues with her actual reason for being there.)
Brigatti - The wedding ring, Hobson.
Gary - The what?
Brigatti - The ring I gave you. It's police property. Let's have it.
(Gary finds the ring in his pocket and, somewhat reluctantly -- a brief
thought of "what if" goes through is mind -- he hands it to Brigatti.)
Brigatti - What did ya think I was talking about?
Gary - Oh, nothing.
Brigatti – Well... see ya. Oh, and Hobson. Thanks.
Gary – You’re welcome.
Cat – Meow.
The end.
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