And then Misty's car comes up the street. She looks at the police cars, the crowds, the flames.

 

MISTY

oh, crap. What's this?

 

She parks in the street and gets out, walking over to the crowd. She elbows her way through and ducks under the police-tape they've got set up. An officer stops her

 

OFFICER
Excuse me, you wanna step back, please?

 

MISTY

… no, I live here, that's my house.

 

OFFICER
I'm sorry, I've got to get the all-clear from the

gas company.

 

Caleb spots her and runs over

 

CALEB
Hey I can clear this, this is Mrs Avery, she

lives here!

 

OFFICER
Did I ask?

 

While the officer is distracted by Cale, Misty runs off

 

OFFICER
You wanna come back here a minute, please!

 

Caleb tries to run off again, an attempt to keep him distracted

 

OFFICER
Hey pal, did I not make myself clear?

 

Misty spots Zack, staggering around with his head and right eye wrapped in bandages. Her jaw drops. She runs over to him

 

MISTY

What the hell did they do to you?!

 

ZACK
… you cut your hair.

 

She stares at him, unable to find the words, and hugs him tight

 

ZACK
I like it.

 

CUT TO: Tommy chasing a detective-guy around

 

TOMMY
I'm telling you, Officer, there was a body

buried in that basement.

 

DETECTIVEGUY
Yeah. The Mayor, right?

TOMMY
Yeah, the Mayor who's sitting here is buried

in that house, Sherlock.

 

DETECTIVEGUY
Watch it.

 

TOMMY
Where were they, anyway?

 

DETECTIVEGUY
Mrs. Greenleaf was at the hospital until

8:00 this evening. Monday evening she went

into labour and the rest of the family took her

to the ER and stayed with her.

 

TOMMY

… w - … what about the wig? What about the

wig, they found a wig in this house! His wig!

 

DETECTIVEGUY
The Martinezes were picking up their mail for them.
It seems that the Doctor somehow got that wig mixed

up with the newspapers and the letters.

 

TOMMY
"Doctor"?! You don't believe that this guys a real

doctor, do you?! Come on!

 

DETECTIVEGUY
Yes I do believe he's a doctor, in fact he's a very

well-respected pathologist, my friend, and I'd say that

you are damn lucky you didn't kill him in that blast.

 

TOMMY
Oh yeah. I thank my lucky stars.

 

The detective looks at a nearby police-man

 

DETECTIVEGUY
Get rid of this nitwit.

 

TOMMY

Hey, sorry about your car man.

 

CUT TO Misty and Zack, who are sitting on a stretcher and being talked at by a guy in a suit. Zack stares blankly at him.

 

SUIT
Destruction of private property. Destruction

of public property. Three counts of criminal

trespassing. Harrassment, assault, vandalism. And

the poor Mayor claims that she's got a ransom note

that says you kidnapped her dog!
(leans closer to him)
Do you hear me okay, Mr. Avery?

 

ZACK
(looks at Misty)
I really do like your hair.

 

She smiles at him.

 

CUT TO Art babbling to the police officer that's escorting him away. Sam and Sangy follow him.

 

TOMMY
You know, this doesn't change a thing. They may

think it does. They may think they're off the hook,

but they're not. No, no, they're not.
(passes by Zack and Misty)
Are they Zack. Go ahead, tell 'em. We got the goods

on 'em, don't we? Oh yeah. You know some day they're

gonna dig up the back of that yard, and they're gonna find

the rest of that skeleton to go with that femur. It might not

be Crunk or Legs but it's gonna be someo –

 

Zack jumps to his feet suddenly

 

ZACK
Shut up, Tommy! Shut up! God, you don't know when to

quit, do you?!

 

Tommy stares at him.

 

ZACK
Look at me! I'm a shell of a man because of you Tommy!

 

Zack lunges for him, aiming for the throat. Sangy grabs him and tries to pull him away

 

SANGY
Soldiers!

 

She tugs him off of Tommy. Zack flails a bit

 

ZACK
You leave 'em alone! Get off their case already!

They didn't do anything to us! They didn't –

(lunges at him again, gets pulled away, again)
Alright, so they're different! So they keep to themselves!

Can you blame them?! They live next door to

people who break into their house and burn it down

while they're gone for the day!

(shakes one broken finger at Tommy)
Remember what you were saying about people in

Crunksville, Tommy? People like Skip? People

who mow their lawn for
(bends down and tears at the fried grass, throwing it at him)

the 800th bloody time and then snap?!

WELL THAT'S US! It's not them! That's us!
We're the ones who are vaulting over fences and

peeking in through people's windows! We are the ones

who are throwing GARBAGE

(picks up a lawn chair off the ground and chucks it)
into the street and lighting fires! WE'RE the ones

who are acting suspicious and paranoid, Tommy!
WE'RE THE LUNATICS! US! It's not them!
(stops flailing and stands there, panting. Speaks quietly)
It's us.

 

Tommy looks guilty, sighs.

 

TOMMY
I don't know what to say… what, do you want

me to move?

 

Zack stares at him. Just. Stares. Then the beat passes and he dives at Tommy

 

ZACK
I’M GONNA KILL HIM.

 

TOMMY
YOU'RE CRAZY!

 

Everyone dives for them, trying to pull them apart. Zack tries to strangle Tommy. Tommy pries his hands from his neck and bites into the broken finger.

 

SANGY
STOP IT! STOP IT!

 

ZACK
OW OW OW OW –

 

POLICEGUY
BREAK IT UP!

 

Misty and Sam run over, eyes wide. Sangy finally manages to pull Zack off Tommy and throws a mini-hissy-fit, spazzing and stomping the ground

 

SANGY

STOP IT. STOP. IT.

 

ZACK
(hysterical)
I don't care! I've been blown up!
(throws himself onto the stretcher)
Take me to the hospital! Take me to the

hospital, I'm sick! my eye hurts –

 

When no one moves, he screams, picks the stretcher up and hurls it into the back of the ambulance, then jumps in and throws himself on it. Misty gets up and walks over to the ambulance, clears her throat

 

MISTY
Honey? I'll just… find out what hospital

they're taking you to and then I'll… follow

right along. Okay?

 

ZACK

okay, honey.

 

MISTY
You okay?

 

ZACK
yeah, I'm fine Misty.

 

She nods, smiling weakly, and shuts the ambulance doors.

 

CUT TO: Maria walking over to Caleb and his friends, who are sitting on the Martinez-car, laughing and talking

 

MARIA
Okay, hepcats. Get off my car.

 

CALEB

Dude, you should hang out for a little bit!

 

MARIA
This goes for you –

 

CALEB
Chill out with us! I've got the pizza guy coming!

 

MARIA
You imbecile! You sub-moron, you!