Steve's apartment.
Mary: I just walked in and the... the door was open. Was that Christie you were talking to?
Steve: Yeah... Yeah... I was... Just told her to lie down and rest for a while. I wanted to... ahm... wanted to make sure she was doing it.
Mary: Where is she?
Steve: Who?
Mary: Who?! Christie!
Steve: Right! I've no idea. I... I thought she was here, obviously! May be she went back to your place.
Mary: No, she didn't. I just came from there. I... I'm looking for Mum. I thought I might... she might be here.
Steve: No, she was here a while ago. She came in here ranting and raving about going over to the Capwells and making a big scene. (Mary hides her face in her palms in embarrassment.) I told her to go back to her apartment and forget about it. I've assumed that's what she did.
Mary: No, she didn't! And I'm worried about her. And I'm worried about Christie too.
Steve: Yeah... so am I.
Mary: What?
Steve: Well... You know, she... she came over and said she wanted to spend the rest of the evening here. I said... well, it was fine. She didn't say anything about going out.
Mary: Steve, do you think something happened to her?
Steve: Honey, what could've happened to her? She was right here. I don't know. May be Theda came and got her. I don't see any note any place.
Mary: What... what are we gonna do?
Steve: Oh, there's something to get in a sweat! Let's find them. You look for Theda. I'll... see if I can find Christie.
Mary: Oh, where... where we gonna look for them?
Steve: Almost any place outside the apartment. You might check the bars knowing Theda
Mary: Steve, that's mean. She hasn't gone back to that.
Mary leaves.
* * *
Capwell house. The door bell rings. Mason gets the door.
Mason (surprised at seeing Mary): Well... This is an unexpected visit. Common in.
Mary: It's... It's not a visit. I am... looking for my mother.
Mason: Oh, yes. I was warned: she was unarmed and dangerous.
Mary: Warned by whom?
Mason: Well, it seems that Christie called Ted and then ah... Ted called me to warn me, though I'm not sure about what.
Mary: Ted talked to Christie?
Mason: Aha.
Mary: I am looking for Christie too.
Mason: Really? Well, your family seems to be scattering in all directions, doesn't it? (Then notices that Mary looks hurt by his words.) Sorry. That's not something I should tease about.
Mary: Oh, well, why not? We're all just drifting apart.
Mason: Ah... You're not the only one. Same thing happened to my family over the past year.
Mary: I thought trouble was supposed to unify people, not tear them apart.
Mason: I guess, it depends on the people.
Mary: Thank you. I am ah... I'd better find my mother. I'm sorry to have bothered you.
Mason: It's no bother.
Mary walks out of the door, but Mason doesn't want her to leave.
Mason: Listen! Whahm... Would you like to... meet me for a drink later. May be at the... Orient Express. But you have to promise not to overdo.
Mary (smiles at his joke): I... I don't think that would be a good idea.
Mason: Why not?
Mary: I'm pretty ashamed of some of the things that I said about... Ted and... and about most of the things I did.
Mason: Nothing to be ashamed of. But I... do think you owe me a little time for some of the remarks you made about me. Plus I'd like to... see you.later.
Mary: Ahm... Could we leave it open, Mason. I really need to find my family. I don't know how long it's gonna take.
* * *
Orient Express. Ted's party is in full swing. Theda comes along looking for the Capwells.
Security: I'm sorry, madam. The restaurant is closed this evening for a private party.
Theda: Oh, yeah? Well, it's a private party I'm looking for and she's right over there (points at Sophia).
Security (trying to grab Theda by her arm): Ah... Do you have an invitation?
Theda: No! But I got as much right to be here just as anybody. Look, all I wanna do is talk to that lady.
Sophia (coughs) : It's all right, ahm, Mark. I'll be glad to talk to her. Hello, Mrs Bassett.
Theda: Don't you be gracious with me, honey. I wanna see that son of yours.
Sophia: Well, I am afraid it's not a good time. He is celebrating tonight, and I don't wanna do anything to spoil his evening. Mrs Bassett, I do wanna say to you that I am truly sorry for what happened to Christie. And I was hoping our families could forget the unpleasantness of the last couple of weeks.
Theda: I'll tell you this much. There is no way I can forget what happened to my little girl. And I'll tell you something else. I think, you people, got to her. You found some way to scare her, make her change her story. I still say Ted raped her!
Sophia: I see. Well, if that's your attitude, perhaps, it would be best if you left.
Theda: Oh, yeah? Well, perhaps, it would be best if nobody ever gave you any trouble at all, wouldn't it? Perhaps, we ought all just lay down on the floor, so you can walk all over us. Well, I'm not going to. I am just as good as any rich person I've ever met. And better than most!
Sophia: Mrs Bassett, it was your daughter who lied on the witness stand about my son, and almost ruined his life.
Theda: My Christie didn't lie. And you're a liar if you say you (sic) did. Do you hear me?! (grabs Sophia by the arms and shakes her violently) You are a liar! You and your whole family!
A few seconds later this escalates to a cat-fight. Mary, who's just arrived, tries to pull her mother away from Sophia, whereas Ted tries to pull Sophia away.
Mary: Mom! Mom! Mom! (Theda falls on the floor.) Oh, no! Are you all right?
Theda: I don't know... ah! ooohhh...
Mary: What is it? What is it?
Ted: Careful, careful, careful...
Theda: I hurt my ankle! Isn't it obvious?!
Mary: Let me help.
Theda (to Ted): No! Get away from me!
Ted: Look, Mrs Bassett, let me just help you, all right? You just use careful...
Theda: No! Don't you... don't you touch me!
Mary: Mom, don't be silly, common. He is trying to help. Let him.
Theda: I'm embarrassed...
Ted (helping Theda to stand up): Just trust me, all right? Don't put your weight on the bad leg. That's it.
Mary: Ted, thank you. If we... if we can just get her out to my car. I'm parked right outside.
Ted: OK, OK... no problem.
Mary: Ted, listen... would you... would you take my keys? I just wanna apologise to your mom. And... Mom, I'll... I'll drive you home, OK? (Theda nods in agreement.)
Ted: Right. Here we go. Just step carefully. Just step carefully.
Laken: Ted, Ted, do you want me to come with you?
Ted: Oh, no. I'll be right back. I'll be right back.
Ted walks Theda away.
Mary: Mrs Capwell, I don't know how to begin to apologise for this but I am so sorry.
Sophia: It's all right, Mary. We've all been through a terrible time in the last few weeks. I just wish she wasn't so angry.
Mary: I think she is going to be until we find whoever really did this to Christie. Thank you for being so understanding. I... I'll try and see she doesn't bother you any more.
Sophia: It's all right.
Laken comes over to Mary.
Laken: Mary.
Mary: Laken.
Laken: May be you think an apology will just make up for what your family's done to the Capwells. I just want you to know that you're wrong.
Mary: Oh, may be I am.
Laken: You know, Ted has been through hell. Christie's done everything she can to ruin his life and ruin the reputation of the Capwells. Saying "I'm sorry" just won't patch things up.
Mary: Laken, I... don't blame you for being upset. I don't know what else I can do.
Laken: Just stay away. Your entire family.
Ted comes along.
Ted: Hey, you guys... take it easy, all right?
Mary: Ted...
Ted: What?
Mary: Ted, Laken may not think much of it, but I really owe you a lot of apologies for all the awful things that I've done and said to you, including calling the police on you,
Ted: It's all right. Mary, it's all over, OK?
Mary: Do you understand why I believed Christie rather than you?
Ted: Sure. Right. I would've done the same thing if I was in your place. But I'd like to think that I would've at least tried to listen and tried to be fair.
Mary: You're right. I wasn't fair. I didn't give you a chance. I think I was blinded by my anger. I'm very sorry.
Mary leaves.
* * *
Steve comes back to his apartment.
Mary: Steve, you're back. Where have you been?
Steve: Looking for Christie. Has she called?
Mary: No. Shhh! Mom's asleep on your bed.
Steve: Where was she? Did she make a scene at the Capwells'?
Mary: You don't wanna know. Don't ask. We came back here thinking may be you found Christie.
Steve: Not yet. But I'm going to.
Mary: Steve, tell me something. Did you think that may be... may be she knows who her real attacker is?
Steve: I was as surprised as anybody about what she said in that courtroom.
Mary: Yeah, I know. But, you know, I've been thinking about it. She's so secretive about it and she's so scared... I think that may be... may be she's running away from him. May be it's even somebody that she cares about or... or used to care about, and she is protecting him.
Steve: I doubt it. Mary, look, I'm trying to concentrate...
Mary: You know, I've seen this happen before. Sometimes a woman will identify with the attacker... and... and begin to think that it's her fault somehow. Even... well, especially if it's someone she knows. But even somebody as brutal as the man...
Steve (yells): Fine, will you shut up about that?! (then calms down) I'm sorry. I'm concerned too.
Mary: No, you're right. Ah... The important thing is to find her now.
Steve: Yeah...
Next scene.
Mary: Steve, if he can help us find her...
Steve: He can't! Besides, Christie is all right. Always just same theatre.
Mary: What are you talking about?
Steve: Oh, look! She played us for fools. She's ruined my reputation! And ran off like some hunted fugitive. I'm the one who's got trouble. I've got the DA is breathing down my neck.
Mary: Steve! Would you listen to yourself!
Steve: Whatever is wrong with this family can be traced back to her. Remember that!
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