Laker Jim's 1984 Fletch Script

FLETCH SCRIPT
(section 8)

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FLETCH SCRIPT PART 10 - Don't call me Irwin (260-A) to The END

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220 EXT. PROVO PIG FARM

Fletch pulls up, gets out of the car and addresses the couple sitting on the porch of the house.

FLETCH
Evening.
(nods toward car)
They oughta recall these things.
One bump,the whole window goes.

221 PORCH

Sitting on the porch is a couple in their late sixties, whom we are about to learn are Alan Stanwyk's parents -- Marvin and Velma.

FLETCH
(approaching the steps)
Are you Mr. Marvin Stanwyk?

Marvin nods

FLETCH
I'm Harry S. Truman from Casewell Insurance Underwriters.

MARVIN
(smiles)
Harry S. Truman?

FLETCH
My parents were great fans of the former President.

MARVIN
Isn't that nice. Good man. Showed the Japs a thing or two.

FLETCH
Sure did. Dropped the big one on them.

MARVIN
Dropped two big ones. Real fighter.
You're in the insurance line, Harry?

FLETCH
Right.

MARVIN
Well, I'm fully covered.

FLETCH
I don't doubt it, Mr. Stanwyk. Actually, my company is the
sub-insurer of the subsidiary carriers of a policy held by
Alan Stanwyk, who I believe is your son.

MARVIN
Yes. Where you from, Harry?

FLETCH
California. San Berdoo. Utah's part of my route.
Can I ask you a few questions?

MARVIN
Come on in.

222 INT. MARVIN AND VELMA'S LIVING ROOM

Fletch and the Stanwyks face each other on couches that flank the fireplace. Fletch has a clipboard on which he will take notes.

FLETCH
First, a couple of routine things:
are you and you wife currently alive?

Marvin just stares at him.

FLETCH
Regulations, Mr. Stanwyk. And you and your wife, named....

MARVIN
Velma.

Velma smiles.

FLETCH
Velma. You and Velma are the parents of Alan Stanwyk,
Beverly Hills, California, executive vice president
of Boyd Aviation?

MARVIN
Check.

FLETCH
Okay.
(makes notation)
Now, the last time you saw your son was when?

MARVIN
Oh, about ten days ago.

Fletch is taken aback.

FLETCH
Ten days ago?

MARVIN
That's right. Alan comes by every three weeks or so.

This is all news to Fletch, but he covers his surprise.

FLETCH
Isn't that nice. Since when?

MARVIN
Since he moved to L.A.

Fletch is very interested in all this.

FLETCH
Forgive me now for seeming personal, but we understand
that there is a lady friend he sees here in Provo.

MARVIN
What the hell does this have to do with insurance?

FLETCH
Trust me, sir. It's a comprehensive policy.

MARVIN
Well, you can forget about that lady friend business,
Alan's the most loyal husband a girl could have. He
dotes on that bride of his.

VELMA
Cute young thing, too.

FLETCH
I'm sorry?

VELMA
His bride. Cute as a button.

FLETCH
You've met her?

MARVIN
Well, of course we have. He brings her with him.

Fletch is getting very puzzled and very concerned about all this.

FLETCH
Has Alan ever mentioned the name Sally Ann Cavanaugh?

Marvin and Velma exchange the oddest of glances between them.

FLETCH
Has he?

MARVIN
Boy, what the hell's the matter with you?

FLETCH
Then he has.

MARVIN
Course he has. That's his wife.

You could knock Fletch over with a straw. Again, he quickly recovers.

FLETCH
Of course, his wife's name is Sally Ann Cavanaugh?

VELMA
Cute thing.

FLETCH
(starting to sweat a little)
Do you happen to have a picture of Alan and his wife?

VELMA
Oh, we've got lots of pictures. Let me show you some.

Velma rummages through a family album on a side table as Fletch tried to sort all this out in his mind. She brings a photo over to him. He looks at it.

223 INSERT - PHOTO

It's a wedding photo of Alan and a woman we have not seen. She is brunette and quite unlike Gail. Alan wears a similar sh*t-eating grin, and makes a similar thumbs-up gesture to the wedding photo with Gail that Fletch saw in Boyd's office.

224 FLETCH

He sighs.

FLETCH
And they're still married...Alan and Sally Ann.

MARVIN
Of course they are.

VELMA
She's cute as a button.

FLETCH
How long have they been married?

MARVIN
Lets see, it was before he moved to L.A...four years April.

FLETCH
Mrs. Stanwyk, may I borrow this picture. I promise
to send it back to you. It's routine, really.
The actuarial people need to ---

VELMA
Oh, that's all right, I've got lots more. Want to see the reception?

FLETCH
(rising)
No, thank you.

VELMA
How about Marvin's sixty-fifth birthday party?

Exit Fletch.

225 INT. PROVO MOTEL ROOM

Fletch is on the phone.

FLETCH
Frank told you that?

226 INT. NEWSROOM - MORGUE

Larry is on the phone.

LARRY
I overheard it. He thinks you're completely out of
control, he said he was gonna can you as soon as he
got the story. If I were you, I'd just chuck it, Fletch.
Screw him. Let him eat three full pages on Sunday.

227 MOTEL ROOM

FLETCH
You kidding? I got an unbelievable story here, Lar.
Un-believable. Jesus. It's the cops, I know it. The
Chief! And they're all over Frank.

228 MORGUE

LARRY
I just thought...sure.
(takes out pad and starts writing)
Sally Ann Cavanaugh.

229 MOTEL ROOM

FLETCH
Check every hotel in L.A. Start with the ones
near the airport. Yeah. He's about to leave the
country with her. Thanks, Lar.

230 INT. MOTEL BATHROOM - LATER

Fletch is in the shower, lipsynching to the radio. Elvis is singing, "All Shook Up."

FLETCH
'welluh bless my soul whatsuh wrong with me?
I'ma itchin' like a man Inuh fuzzy tree....'

The phone rings. Fletch gets out, throws on a towel and picks up a phone mounted over the crapper.

FLETCH
Yeah...No kidding. The Marriott at LAX.
Sonofabitch...Checked in this morning. Great.
Thanks a million. And call Gail Stanwyk at
the Racquet Club. Tell her I have to meet her
tonight. Eight o'clock at the club. Urgent and
confidential. Thanks.

231 INT. PLANE - NIGHT

Fletch is sitting in a semi-deserted flight on his way back home. He is hunched over an airline meal, eating with his right hand and turning in his mini recorder with his left.

FLETCH
Question:

But as he pushed the button down, the tape pops out. He fumbles it back in, and then pushes another button.

FLETCH
Question....

TAPE RECORDER
(Fletch's voice playing back)
Day three on the beach. Fat Sam still
hasn't moved, and ---

FLETCH
(stopping the machine)
What's wrong with my life?

He starts it right this time.

FLETCH
Question: Why does a man marry a millionaire's
daughter in Beverly Hills if he is already married
to a girl who lives in a crappy one bedroom apartment
in Utah? Answer: Three million dollars. Big Question:
What's with Stanwyk and Cummings? I don't know.
Bigger Question: Why does Stanwyk want me to kill him?

He takes a spoonful of airline food, chewing meditatively.

FLETCH
(continuing)
Biggest Question: Why do I eat this sh*t?
(to passing stewardess)
Miss, I believe this has already been eaten.

232 EXT. MRS. STANWYK'S CABANA - NIGHT

Fletch knocks on the door, and a tensely white-faced Mrs. Stanwyk quickly lets him in and shuts the door behind him.

MRS. STANWYK
I want you to know that dramatic phone
calls about secret meetings scare the
sh*t out of me.

He can sense she is unusually upset.

FLETCH
What's wrong, Gail?

MRS. STANWYK
I decided I was going to tell my
husband about you today.

FLETCH
No.

MRS. STANWYK
But first I called the Hall of Records in Provo.
They checked on the deed. You're telling the truth.
A minute later Alan came in the room and asked me
why I was shaking.

Fletch waits anxiously to hear if she told Alan about him.

MRS. STANWYK
So I told him...I told him I was
just cold or something.

Fletch sighs with relief.

MRS. STANWYK
I've never lied to him before.
(chokes back a sob)
It's the first time he's ever lied to
me. He was just as convincing as when
he says 'I love you.'

FLETCH
I think you better sit down.

MRS. STANWYK
Oh God, I hate things that start like that....

FLETCH
Gail, please.

She sits in a chair. he hands her the wedding photo.

FLETCH
I got this from Alan's parents. By
the way, they see him all the time.

First she looks at Fletch with puzzlement. Then, she looks at the photo and can't seem to decide what to think of it. But she knows it's bad.

MRS. STANWYK
What is this....

FLETCH
I checked. There was no divorce.

MRS. STANWYK
Are you telling me my husband is a bigamist???

FLETCH
I'm telling you he's not your husband at all.

She is stunned.

FLETCH
And they're leaving the country tomorrow night.

MRS. STANWYK
(rocked)
Bastard.

FLETCH
I don't have all the pieces yet, but
I'm close. I'll know tomorrow.

MRS. STANWYK
I'm calling the police. Right now.

FLETCH
You cant do that.

MRS. STANWYK
Don't tell me I can't ---

FLETCH
They're trying to kill me!

She is taken aback by that, but there is a determination in her eyes.

MRS. STANWYK
Your twenty-four hours are up, Fletch.

She starts for the phone, but he stops her.

FLETCH
You're going to have to trust me, Gail.
You have to. Now listen to me: he's expecting
you to go to your meeting tomorrow night. Do it.
Stay out of the house.

There is a long beat.

MRS. STANWYK
I'm terrified.

FLETCH
Come here.

He puts his arms around her and holds her tight against him. After a few seconds she raises her head and turns the hug into a kiss. Then the kiss turns passionate.

DISSOLVE TO

233 FRISBEE

sails across the surf.

Continued in PART 9

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