March 30, 1994
D and Bl are visiting.
Guard: You’ve got another visitor, Ms. Lord.
N: Hello, Blair.
Bl: Hello, Nora.
D: Nora, thank God you’re here. So, did you get this
whole bail nonsense worked out?
N: Dorian-
D: Well, I mean, I can’t stand being here, especially
now that I know that Cassie needs me so much, I’ve got
to get out, start helping you with working on my
defense, and everything with that, so how much was the
bail increased?
N: It wasn’t. I’m sorry, Dorian, I though it was
perfectly clear. Your bail has been revoked
permanently.
D: That’s ridiculous! I can’t stay locked up here for
months on end while I’m waiting for my trial!
N: It won’t be months on end. The trial is scheduled
to start next week.
B: Powell!
P: Hey, Bo. Got a delivery for you.
B: More of Nora’s stuff?
P: Yep.
B: Let me take this from you. Come on in, come on in.
It’s good to see you.
P: Good to see you too. It’s been a while.
B: Yeah. So, Nora roped you into helping her with her
stuff, huh?
P: Yeah, I dropped by her office to say hello. That
water leak’s really turned that place into a disaster
area.
B: Yeah, take a look at this place, this is like a
mine field. So, how’s school, Powell? You working
hard, hardly working?
P: Working hard-this week.
B: Oh, this week, you pacing yourself?
P: Yeah, I’ve just been waiting for spring break, you
know. What about you, commissioner?
B: No, isn’t that something?
P: I think it’s great, and I’ll bet what happened at
the river house had a lot to do with it. I mean, I bet
the mayor knows how you saved Rebecca’s life-
B: No, we both did that. How is she, anyway? Do you
ever see her these days?
P: Yeah, a lot.
B: Oh really? Oh, well then, how is she, Powell?
P: Couldn’t be better.
P: So, after the school dance, I told her how I felt
about her, and we’ve been kind of seeing her ever
since.
B: This is terrific news, Powell.
P: You really think so?
B: Absolutely, yes! Why wouldn’t I?
P: I don’t know, I guess I’m just a little worried
about what people are going to think, you know, after
what happened to Marty.
B: Yes. Well, Powell, I’ll be honest with you, there
aren’t two people that I would like to see happy more
than you and Rebecca.
P: You know what I wish sometimes?
B: What?
P: That things will work out for me and Rebecca as
well as they have for you and Nora.
B: Really? Well, yeah. things are great with us, I
don’t get to see her as much as I’d like to now, but,
uh- where is she, anyway? I thought she’d follow you
over here.
P: Oh, I’m sorry, I was supposed to tell you, she had
to stop by the jail to see Dorian Lord.
B: Hey, lucky woman.
P: How do you guys do it?
B: Do what?
P: You know, get along. I mean, Nora’s defending the
woman you arrested, that can’t be easy.
B: Well, no, but, you know, we just, uh, we make the
most of it, Powell, we have unwritten rules, we just
don't talk about the case when we’re together. at
least we try not to, and also, we try to keep
everything on the light side, you know, just as much
as possible.
P: Sounds like a good policy.
B: Yeah, it is. In fact, she doesn’t know it yet, but
I have a surprise for her when she gets home.
D: Next week?
N: Judge Hawthorne has already scheduled the jury
selection.
D: But that’s just a matter of a few days.
N: That’s right, that’s why we’ve got our work cut out
for us.
Bl: I thought a case like this took months to come to
trial.
D: Yes, so did I.
N: Well, normally, it does. But when the events in
question are 18 years old, then it tends to speed
things up a bit.
Bl: Well, Nora, can’t you do something, get a
postponement or whatever-
N: No, Blair. I can’t get a postponement or whatever.
I can’t get a change of venue, I can’t get a new
judge- Look, time is short, okay? I’m sorry, I don’t
mean to be rude, but I think you understand that I
need to speak to my client alone.
Bl: Of course. Let me know if you need anything.
D: Yeah. Thank you. (Bl leaves) So how’s it looking?
N: Well, I’ve read over the new autopsy report about 5
or 6 times, not to mention the depositions that Ethel
Crawford and the orderly, Mr. Danton, he’s the one who
saw you in Victor’s room.
D: And?
N: You want the truth? Okay. I think it’s- I think
it's close to an airtight case against you.
D: That bad?
N: That bad.
D: Even if I take the stand and deny everything that
Ethel Crawford has said?
N: It’s not just your word against hers anymore, they
have supporting evidence. I honestly don’t know what
we can do, except-
D: Except what, Nora? If you’ve got an idea, tell it
to me.
N: I’ve been thinking about this case a lot the last
few days, and it has occurred to me that maybe, just
maybe, we’re going about your defense the wrong way.
N: I’ve been doing a lot of research lately, all
right, studying a lot of similar cases, and I think I
may have hit on something.
D: What?
N: Well, it has to do with Victor-
D: Really?
N: Yes, the kind of man he was. I mean, we all know
that he was a war hero and that he was a very
well-respected millionaire publisher and all of that,
but you- you’ve said that there was another side to
Victor, right? That there was a sort of controlling,
abusive, sometimes vicious side?
D: Yes. He could be incredibly vicious, unspeakably so
at times, but-
N: Is it safe to assume that there would be other
people who would agree with this description of his
personality?
D: Yes, I suppose so. He did have a few enemies.
N: Dorian, are you aware that there’s been a lot of
important groundwork laid recently in, in abuse cases?
D: Abuse?
N: All right, I’m not saying that your situation
necessarily falls into this category, okay? But,
hypothetically, if a woman were in fear on her
physical or emotional well-being, because she had an
abusive husband, a man who was well know for cruelty,
one who made demands for bizarre behavior in the
bedroom, and who threatened his wife so that she was
in fear of her life, it’s possible, possible that a
jury might understand if that woman felt she had to
take action.
D: Even if her husband was incapacitated at the time
by a stroke?
N: Yes, if he still posed an imminent threat or made
threats to hire someone to do his dirty work.
D: Let me get this straight. Are you suggesting that I
admit that I killed Victor because I’m not guilty
because I was driven to it because I was so afraid
because he was so abusive?
N: Uh-uh. I’m not suggesting anything. My example was
hypothetical.
D: Right. I think I’m going to have to think about
that. I’m going to have to- go over all the things
that happened in my mind.
N: All right. Well, I’m going to be back later then. I
need a decision. Today.
D: Nora, you think you can sell this idea to the jury
of justifiable homicide?
N: I don’t know. I can try. If, of course, it’s the
truth.
Nora walks into her house.
N: Are you home? Probably out catching the bad guys.
Fine. It gives me a chance to work in peace and quiet.
B: (sneaks up) Hello. (N screams) Whoa- Gee, honey,
you got some powerful lungs there when somebody
surprises you-
N: You scared the pants off of me!
B: Not from where I’m standing. Let me go out and come
in again.
N: What are you doing here? You’re hardly ever here
these days, or nights.
B: I decided to take a few hours off to spend time
with the woman of my dreams.
N: Oh, really, when’s she getting here?
B: She got here about 45 seconds ago. And I’m going to
take her away from all her worries, so if you’ll clear
all this legal stuff off the table here, make room for
lunch.
N: Lunch?
B: Yeah, where do you think I’m going with this
basket, Granny’s house?
N: Bo-
B: No, come one, look at this, I’ve got all your
favorite stuff in here, great food, sandwiches,
drinks-
N: Bo, I had lunch hours ago-
B: -think of this as dessert! Brownies.
N: No!
B: Hey, come on, this is all your favorite junk food
in here-
N: No, Bo, I can’t, I’ve got a lot of work to do, I
can’t, I can’t eat this stuff anyway, it’s Passover,
none of this is unleavened. Here.
B: Does that mean you can’t even have any of your
favorite jalapeno cheese-a-roonies? You love these-
N: No, it doesn't mean that-
B: You love these-
N: I have work to do, Bo!
B: Work, work-
N: Bo, I’ve got to work here!
B: Work, that’s all we ever do any more, honey, let’s
just take some time off for ourselves, I think it
would do us both a world of good.
N: I can’t, all right, I’ve gotta-
B: Rejuvenating-
N: No! Bo, please let me do this.
B: No, shh, honey-
N: Let me work! Please let me work! I’m going to lose
this case if you don’t let me work. Is that what you
want, for me to lose this case?
B: Why don’t I just pack up all of this stuff and just
get out of your hair-
N: No, please, Bo, I’m very sorry, no, please. I just
lost it, I’m sorry, this has nothing to do with you, I
swear.
B: Well, I’m glad to hear that. Do you honestly think
that I would try to make you lose a case?
N: No.
B: Do you?
N: No. No, I don’t. It was a stupid thing that popped
out of my stupid mouth without even a stupid thought
attached to it. I’m sorry, please, I apologize.
B: It’s okay, honey, forget it, forget it. You don’t
have to apologize to me, all right? I know, you’re
under a lot of pressure right now, and you’re
absolutely right, you need some time to yourself to
work-
N: I don’t have to be such a grouch about it, though,
and that’s exactly what I was, and I’m sorry, I’m
stressed, and I apologize, are you mad at me?
B: No!
N: I mean, look at all the trouble you went to, it was
so sweet-
B: I am- I’m not mad, I’m not, really. I feel a little
like a dummy. But I’m not mad.
N: Why would you feel like a dummy?
B: Well, a little while ago, I was bragging to Powell
about what a great relationship we have, you know, how
we can balance work and fun and then I go and I do
something totally idiotic, and-
N: Oh, no. Oh, you didn’t do anything idiotic. I did
the idiotic thing, I am the idiot. You’re not.
B: We're a great pair, aren’t we? A couple of idiots.
N: You're my idiot’s delight. I’m sorry. (kiss) You
think we can make up like the consummate professionals
that we really are before I go back to work?
B: Deal. (kiss) How was that?
N: It was pretty good.
B: Just pretty good, that’s it?
N: Yeah, that was it, yeah. You’ll have to do better
than that.
B: Do I get a second chance?
N: Well, yeah, I think you have to keep doing it until
you get it right, that’s the key.
B: Oh, okay.
N: All right. (kiss)
B: How am I going to know?
N: You'll know, trust me, you’ll know. (he leans in to
kiss her- she jumps into his arms and kisses him)
Back at jail.
D: Nora, you’re back so soon.
N: Yes. And I need you to make a decision. You know,
if I’m going to start preparing a defense this
quickly, I need to know what it is.
D: Right.
N: So, have you made your decision? Are we going to go
with the justifiable homicide?
D: I can’t do it.
N: Why not?
D: Because. If I tell the world that I murdered Victor
Lord, I will never be able to face Cassie again,
because I will be afraid that every time she looks at
me, she’ll be seeing a murderer, and I just couldn’t
bear that.
N: You don’t know that she would.
D: Even the possibility is unbearable, so I’m going to
plead innocent.
N: Are you positive this is what you want to do?
D: Absolutely. I’m going to get on that witness stand
and I’m going to tell them I did not smother my
husband. Which, of course, is the truth.
N: Yeah, sure, if you say so.
D: Nora, I would have a lot more faith that we were
going to win if I thought that you believed me.
Now, what’s it going to take to convince you?
N: It’s not me you have to worry about, Dorian. We’ve
got to convince the jury. (N leaves)
N home, working on couch.
N: (phone rings 4 times- picks up) Yeah? Speaking.
Give you what? Actually, Mr.- Mr. Hazard. Yes. You
see, I don’t give out my defense strategy to
reporters. No, tidbits come under that category,
things i just just hand out. That much money, really?
Uh, Mr.- Hazard, Mr. Hazard, I have three things that
I’d like to say to you. Number 1, I think you should
go back to journalism school and take ethics 101.
Number 2, I don't want you ever calling me again, and
if you do, I”m going to have you arrested for trying
to bribe an officer of the court. And number 3, I
think you should hang up now.(hangs up) Number 4, that
was a very good questions, Mr. Hazard. What defense?
There’s got to be a way to win this case. There’s
gotta be.
April 1, 1994
Nora is at Viki’s house. Viki gives her tea.
N: Thank you.
V: Would you care for something to eat?
N: Oh, no, thank you.
V: Well then, what can I do for you? (a knock on the
door) (P enters asking about Rebecca- V doesn’t know)
There’s no one more impatient than an eager young
suitor.
N: No, don’t you love it? Bo’s like that sometimes,
too. Although-
V: What?
N: Well, lately, I mean, we just don’t get to see very
much of each other because if he’s not being dragged
to meetings with the mayor or having to be at a crime
scene, he’s off with Hank, you know, working on the
case against Dorian.
V: For which I’m very grateful.
N: Yes, I’m sure you are. Which brings me to why I’m
here. I’d really like to talk to you about my defense
of Dorian.
N: Viki, I wanted to remind you of something, to, to-
clarify something. The other day, when we talked-
V: About you being forced to represent Dorian.
N: Yes. Viki, I don’t want there to be any
misunderstandings. Even though this case was assigned
to me, I am going to do my best for Dorian, and that
will put us on opposite sides. I’m, uh, going to have
to do things, to say things. You may end up being very
unhappy- and very unhappy with me.
V: I am aware of that, I know that you have to do your
best, even though we all know that you were forced to
take the case.
N: I’ve just always felt that we were part of the same
family, and I never want to lose that feeling.
V: No, well, neither do I, but I think that important
thing now in this trial is that the truth come out.
N: No matter what that may be?
V: No matter what that may be. For the record, I, uh-
I don’t want to lose you as a friend, either. Losing
friends and losing family- it’s so difficult.
N: Um- Oh, Viki, is something wrong?
V: You know, the whole time that I was a Buchanan, my
whole life with Clint, I guess I just always took it
for granted that that’s what I would always be, I
would be Mrs. Buchanan, part of that very difficult,
noisy, really rather special family, you know. And
then this came in the mail today.
N: Are those the final divorce papers?
V: Yes, they are. It’s hardly a surprise, I mean, the
preliminary ones came 6 or 7 weeks ago, and this is
simply a formality of something that was begun even
longer ago that that. I guess it’s just that today,
officially, I am- I’m no longer a Buchanan.
N: (pause) Sloan is a really terrific guy.
V: Yes, he is. Yes, he is.
N: It still hurts, though.
V: Yeah. It hurts like it’s new.
Nora and Bo in bed.
N: That’s a nice way to pass an evening, hmm?
B: You can say that again. (kiss) I’m beat.
N: (laughs) That's no problem. Why don’t you just nap,
and I’ll wake you for round 2. (kiss- Bo starts
looking under covers)
B: I can’t find my boxer shorts. (N holds them up)
How’d they get on your side?
N: Because you were on my side when they came off!
B: Ohh. (N laughs, B rolls over)
N: Nothing like the night before a trial, I can never
sleep. (looks at Bo) You, of course, can. You were up
at the crack of dawn, running 5 miles with those
cadets.
B: But I made it, didn’t I?
N: Yes, you did. And after the performance you just
gave, you’re entitled to retire.
B: Mmhm. (kiss)
N: I, of course, will have insomnia. Always do, the
night before a trial. I guess we should just shake
hands and come out fighting in the morning, huh?
(shake-kiss)
B: Good night.
N: Night. I hope Viki understands. I mean, she says
she does, you know, but- somehow I don’t think she
really understands just what I’m going to have to do,
you know, and just how hard I’m going to have to, you
know- gonna have to (notices Bo sleeping) I’m going to
listen to Maury Hannibal, okay? I mean, I know you
hate him and you think he’s a loudmouth and stuff, but
I’ll keep it really low, okay? I would pay really big
bucks to be able to do that.
H: Okay, you listeners out there. It’s time to
exercise our God-given American right. Folks, the
woman’s got over a billion dollars, I hear, I mean,
this is juicy! So let’s hear it. Is Dorian Lord guilty
or innocent? Call, call, you idiots. (laughs)
April 4, 1994
N: I’d pay a million bucks to be able to do that.
(turns on radio)
H: (same as above)
B: Don’t let it get to you, honey. It’s nothing but
talk.
N: I’m sorry, I'm’ sorry, did this wake you up? I was
trying to keep it low.
B: No. No, no, no, no. It’s just, I’m not used to
going to sleep this early.
H: This is really something. Our phone lines are lit
up like a short-circuiting electric chair.
N: Oh, this guy is so sick.
H: And, from the way the vote’s going right now,
Dorian Lord looks guilty enough to have bumped off
Jimmy Hoffa and Lizzie Borden’s folks-
B: Turn the thing off! Okay? Otherwise, you’re going
to be up all night torturing yourself over what this
joke jock has to say.
N: You know, it’s garbage like this that’s going to
keep Dorian from getting a fair trial. Well, I’m going
to put a lid on it. (reaches for phone)
N: (on phone) Yes, I’m mad! This is the most
irresponsible trash you could possibly air the night
before a murder trial. Yes, of course you can do
something, you can stop it. I mean, you’re the station
manager. Or has it slipped your mind that in this
country people are innocent until proven guilty. Even
billionaires- hello? Hello?
B: Any station manager of a radio station in this
country would consider that a crank call.
N: What?
B: Oh, come on, honey, the sleaziest dj on the air has
a right to poll his audience, you know? That’s called
freedom of the press, or-
N: Well, I think that they abuse that right. There's
absolutely no reason why Dorian should have to stand
trial in this kind of carnival atmosphere. I just
can’t believe that Judge Hawthorne refused my request
for a change of venue. This trial should take place
far, far away from Llanview.
B: He must have had his reasons.
N: Terrific. Meanwhile, the band plays on.
H: Don’t we love that sound? We’ll be bringing you an
update of our Dorian Lord poll real soon. Now, for
more top 40- (music)
N: You know, this Hannibal poll is an example of how
Dorian’s reputation is going to prejudice any
potential juror between here and Pine Valley.
B: Let’s face it, okay? Dorian Lord is guilty.
N: That has not been proven.
B: Come on, honey. You wouldn’t be defending her
yourself if the legal system hadn’t twisted your arm.
N: Bo, there is such a thing as due process, and that
is not happening here.
B: Look, honey-
N: All right, yes, maybe, okay, all right, maybe
Dorian is guilty, but she is entitled to a fair trial
to find that out!
B: I know you’re a real bull dog when it comes to
defending your clients, okay? But even a bulldog needs
to get some sleep.
N: I’m not tired. Not any more.
B: A couple of hours from now, you’re going to be
sitting there at the defense table, and you're going
to be facing Judge Hawthorne, who, by the way, to me,
doesn’t appear to be a proverbial pussy cat. Now, I
think you need your strength.
N: (laughs) Don’t I know it.
B: Then give yourself a break. Turn that stupid thing
off, and let’s get some sleep.
N: Okay.
H: We’re back!
B: Oh, no.
H: Here’s our Dorian Lord update for you. So far, 475
good souls say she’s guilty, and 4 miserable schnooks
actually think she’s innocent. (snorts) Wake up,
turkeys! The lady’s a goner, toast, history.
H: Judge Hawthorne’s hoping to make a big splash with
this case and ride the wave all the way to Harrisburg.
Game plan: Lock up Dorian Lord, and he’s a lock for
governor.
N: The heck he is! (turns it off)
B: Finally. (kiss) Goodnight.
N: Goodnight. Hanging Hawthorne is certainly not going
to hang his start of my client. (gets up)
B: Where are you going?
N: You don’t want to know.
B is tossing and turning.
B: We’ll both just suffer from sleep deprivation
tomorrow. (turns on light and picks up book) Oh, God.
I know where she went.
N is at Hawthorne’s door.
H: This is outrageous! What do you mean by calling me
at this hour on the telephone saying you’re going to
ring my doorbell in 30 seconds?
N: I know this is a horrible imposition, Judge, I
understand that, I just really need to talk to you
about a critically important matter, and it can’t
wait.
H: Obviously! Do you know how irritating you’re
becoming, Ms. Gannon?
N: I know how upset you are, Judge, I just, I really
need you to reconsider my motion for change of venue.
H: Out of the question. Dorian Lord will be tried in
Llanview, in my courtroom, tomorrow morning.
N: Then can you give me your word that she will have a
fair trail in your courtroom, in Llanview, tomorrow
morning?
H: I won’t even dignify that with a response.
N: You’re not even listening to me, your honor. I
think you ought to know something that I heard on the
radio tonight.
H: Oh, yes? What’s that?
N: They say your interest in this case is more
political than legal. That, to you, the Lord murder
case is a golden opportunity for you to demonstrate
your deep affinity for the voting public by showing
them that the future Governor Hawthorne isn’t afraid
to put the screws to a billionairess that the little
people love to hate.
H: I’m going to do you a favor, Ms. Gannon. I’m going
to pretend I didn’t hear that, and further, I’m going
to pretend that I didn’t even see you here this
evening.
N: I’m trying to serve my client.
H: Then do that, in fact, do yourselves both a favor.
Don’t rock the boat! Things are going to be choppy
enough tomorrow in my courtroom without turning me
into an enemy!.
N: Judge Hawthor- (door shuts in her face) My god.
You’re found her guilty already, haven’t you?
April 5, 1994
B: No, I swear, honey, I’m just about to start this
chapter on arrest procedure, all of a sudden, it just
hit me.
N: Oh. You knew I was going to see Judge Hawthorne,
huh? Well, you little mind-reader you, and can you
tell me what he said?
B: I can guess.
N: Yes, I bet you can, I bet you can, anybody can,
anybody in their right mind could tell you that Judge
Hawthorne is willing to bend over backwards to see
Dorian convicted.
B: Honey, look, I don’t want to tell you how to run
your cases, okay, but do you really think it’s a wise
idea to go over and visit the judge the night before a
trial, huh? (picks up phone- had been ringing) Hello?
P: Bo, it’s Powell.
B: Hey, Powell.
P: Look, you’re not going to believe this, but Rebecca
just saw Todd. He is alive.
B: What?
P: I mean it, man, he’s alive, he’s been hiding out
here on the grounds at Llanfair.
B: Todd Manning is alive? (Nora looks up)
P: I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true, Rebecca just
saw him a few minutes ago.
B: All right, you have everybody stay inside, all
right? I’m going to have a police unit sent over
there, and I’m going to be there myself. (hangs up)
N: Please, God, tell me it’s not true.
B: No, it looks like it is. Rebecca Lewis saw Todd
Manning at Llanfair. (on phone) Hi, this is Buchanan,
I want as many units as possible sent to Llanfair
estate, that’s out on Regency Drive, okay? I also want
an APB issued on Todd Manning. I’m on my way to
Llanfair, I’ll call you from the car. (hangs up) What
are you doing?
N: What do you think, I’m leaving with you.
N is pouring cup of tea. Upset- walks into hall- V
follows.
V: Nora. Are you all right?
N: Oh- I could be a bit better, how about you?
V: Well, I’m fine, and the children are fine, that’s
the most important thing. I’m glad you came along
tonight. It certainly wouldn’t be very wise for you to
be at home all alone with Todd on the loose.
N: Oh, no, he’s a living, breathing nightmare, isn’t
he? Yeah, and all I thought I had to worry about was
the start of the trial tomorrow. Viki-
V: Yes, I’m quite sure this is the last thing you
need.
N: Well- it’s just another bump in the road. Viki, I
really hope that you realize what I’m going to have to
do tomorrow.
V: Nora, please, will you relax about this? Okay,
we’ve been over this. I know what you have to do as a
good defense attorney, all right? We’ll be okay.
V: My goodness, something like this happens, it makes
you want to see all your children and hug them.
N: Oh, yes, when I heard that Todd Manning was alive,
my first thought was ‘Oh, no’ and my second thought
was ‘Where’s Rachel?’.
V: Yes. It sort of puts things in a new perspective,
doesn’t it?
N: Mmhm.ep
Kevin: Yeah, it’s kind of hard to believe sometimes,
you know? I mean, a year ago, Todd was just one of my
fraternity brothers, and now-
N: (laughs) Yes, I can remember back to the rape
trial, when I was defending him and believing in him,
and- Well, tomorrow another trial is going to start.
Viki, Hank’s going to probably put you on the stand
the very first day. Please, I really need you to
understand what I’m going to have to do.
V: Nora, please, please, let’s worry about tomorrow
tomorrow, okay? We’ll make it, we’ll be all right.
N: Okay. (P and R enter with B)
V: Powell? Is she all right? (R runs by)
P: Yeah, it’s okay, no problem, she’ll be okay.
B: I think she’s a little bit overwhelmed by all of
this right now.
K: No sign of Todd, huh?
B: No, not yet, but the grounds are all secured, I’m
going to leave an extra car here tonight and also a
lot of guys out there in that wooded are beyond the
potting shed. They’ll start searching again in the
morning, but right now, it looks like Todd might have
taken off.
N: Didn’t the state police see him at all?
B: No, not yet, but they’ve got a dragnet out, we’ll
probably hear from them in the morning, we’ve also got
FBI guys that are going to be here in the morning, so
we might as well call it a night, honey.
V: Bo, thank you very much for moving so quickly.
B: No, no, no, you thank me once we catch him, Viki.
(kisses her on cheek) Do me a favor, though. Would you
leave the outside lights on? It can help my guys
patrolling the grounds.
V: Absolutely. I’ll let everybody know.
K: And I’ll give you a hand.
V: Thank you, Kevin.
K: Goodnight, you guys.
B: Goodnight, Kev.
V: Yeah. Thank you. Good night.
B: You okay, honey?
N: Well, I am now. (hugs him)
B: What’s-
N: Do you remember that night that I didn’t want you
to take the commissioner’s job because I didn’t want
to be engaged to a cop?
B: Yeah.
N: Tonight’s one of those nights that I’m really glad
I’m engaged to a cop. (kiss)
B: Well, don’t you worry, Miss Nora, ’cause as long as
I’m marshal of this here town, I’m going to make sure
you’re always safe-
N: Is that Cagney or Bogie?
B: No, that was the Duke, that was John Wayne. Boy,
you can bruise a guy’s ego, you know?
N: I try. (leave- arms around each other)