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(INSPECTOR KENNETH CLOSELY ENTERS U.C..
HE IS DRESSED IN A THREE QUARTER LENGTH JACKET OR BOMBER JACKET. SOMETHING
A PERSON OF THE WOODS MIGHT WEAR. HE WALKS DOWN TO THE FRONT DESK SLOWLY
AND RINGS THE BELL. INSTEAD OF A RING WE HEAR BLOODHOUNDS BARKING. FREDA
HEITZ ENTERS FROM S.L. AND STANDS BEHIND THE DESK. CLOSELY DOESN'T SEE HER
AS HE TURNS TO RING THE BELL AGAIN. WHEN HE DOES SEE HER STANDING THERE,
HE IS GIVEN A START.) |
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| FREDA: |
Yes? |
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Yes, you called about a death? |
| FREDA: |
Oh, yes, I did, yes. |
| CLOSELY: |
A young woman? |
| FREDA: |
Yes. |
| CLOSELY: |
Inspector Closely. |
| FREDA: |
I certainly did. She's dead alright. |
| CLOSELY: |
No. Me. I'm Inspector Kenneth Closely.
From the police. |
| FREDA: |
Oh, of course. The RCMP? |
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Well, I'm with the RCMP but I'm attached
to the local force right now. I'm wearing two caps you might say. |
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(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC STING. THE INSPECTOR
LOOKS AT THE PIANO.) |
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Now, about the young woman. When did she
die? |
| LIZ: |
Right before intermission. |
| FREDA: |
No, actually, it was right after. |
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Hm-hmm. And how was she murdered? |
| FREDA: |
Well, we're not sure it was murder, Inspector. |
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I'll be the judge of that, madam. After
all, I've got years of sleuthing experience under my belt and if there's
one thing I do know, it's that nothing is ever as cut and dried as it may
appear. Well, outside of hemp of course. No, I go into every new situation
fully prepared for the unexpected. Preparedness, my good woman. That is
the key. Borrow a pen? |
| FREDA: |
Certainly. (SHE HANDS HIM A PEN FROM
THE DESK.) |
| CLOSELY: |
Thank you. Now, what kind of weapon was
used? Gun? Knife? |
| FREDA: |
There was no weapon. She fell down the
elevator shaft. |
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And who found her? |
| FREDA: |
The young lady's twin sister. Julia. Right
there. |
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(WRITING) A twin, eh? Well, that's
interesting. Not very often I run across a mysterious murder on a stormy
night where twins are involved. Is one of them evil? |
| FREDA: |
The dead one, yes. |
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Hm-hmm. All right then, madam, let's have
a look at the body. |
| FREDA: |
Inspector, please! |
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The dead one. I would like to see from
whence she fell. |
| FREDA: |
Oh, of course. Right this way. |
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(THEY START FOR THE STAIRS L.) |
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Oh, by the way, Inspector, I'm Freda Heitz. |
| CLOSELY: |
Well, maybe you'd like to wait down here
then. (HE EXITS UP THE STAIRS L..) |
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Copyright 1997 Norm Foster |
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