TVD 9x15 - Dream a little dream... (part 2) Enjoy! =)
Cut to – The Director’s Office. The Detective serves himself a glass of whisky and lights a cigarette.
They think they are going to get away with this, but I promise you, they won’t. I’m getting closer, slowly creeping under their skin. I can smell the blood on their hands… They are all in on it, all have motive. But… why such violence? The mutilation, the blood bath... Seems like someone lusted after it; as if they desperately wanted to drain every single ounce from your body… Yet, the MO doesn’t seem to fit any of these pretentious smugs. They wouldn’t dare get their own hands dirty… I’m missing something... My lovely Nina, help me… what are they hiding? …
(Someone knocks)
ZACH: Come in (Chris walks in).
CHRIS: I heard you wanted to speak to me next. So, here I am. Shoot, I have nothing to hide.
ZACH: Well, then this shouldn’t take too long. Take a seat.
SUSPECT # 4 – THE BAD DANCER
ZACH: For the record, state your full name.
CHRIS: Christopher Charles Wood
ZACH: What were your whereabouts last night, around 11pm and 2am?
CHRIS: I left here about 11pm. Went to a bar, left around 2:30.
ZACH: Which bar?
CHRIS: The Grill; it’s about a block from here.
ZACH: Miss Accola told me about that place, says that’s the regular meeting spot for the city crazies.
CHRIS: (Sarcastic laugh) She only says that because she doesn’t have the pull to be accepted into the VIP area. It’s very exclusive.
ZACH: She is a very famous actress; I find it hard to believe they wouldn’t consider her to be VIP.
CHRIS: It takes a lot more than being famous to be considered VIP in that place.
ZACH: Really? What does it take?
CHRIS: Old money, and the right last name. You see, Candice is just a pretty southern girl who moved here in hopes of becoming a star. Had she not met Kat; she’d still be living in that gypsy house on the wrong side of the tracks. Don’t be fooled by the make-up and expensive clothes, she is new money, a Cinderella story, nothing more.
ZACH: What about Miss Dobrev? How come she was accepted into this “elite” club…
CHRIS: (Cracks up) Who told you that? Of course she wasn’t, she was even less than Candice.
ZACH: Miss Accola told me you and Miss Dobrev would frequently go to that bar after shooting.
CHRIS: She is obviously lying; I wouldn’t be caught dead with someone like that… I mean, don’t get me wrong, she was cute and all, but a man like myself needs a real dame… Someone like Kat. Now, that’s what I call a real woman.
ZACH: Well, she is breathtakingly beautiful, only a blind man would be oblivious to the fact. So, I take it you and Miss Graham are romantically involved?
CHRIS: We were, for a while. Until those Wesley-Somerhalder brothers brain washed her out of my arms.
ZACH: So, she is involved with them? Both of them?
CHRIS: With Paul. They try to keep it a secret, but everyone knows, except for Candice, of course. As for Ian, hard as he might try, he doesn’t stand a real chance, poor fool… She’ll get what she wants from him, and that will be that…
ZACH: I think I’ve heard enough about the love triangles, back to the case at hand. (Opens an evidence bag and takes out a silver lighter with his initials engraved on it). Is this yours?
CHRIS: Yes, I’ve been looking for that everywhere! Where did you find it?
ZACH: It was in Miss. Dobrev’s purse, care to elaborate on that?
CHRIS: I think we both know why she had it, Detective. She obviously stole it from me. It’s worth quite a lot of money. Can I have it back?
ZACH: Oh, you won’t be getting it back, it’s evidence.
CHRIS: What?! I told you, she must have stolen it! That lighter is a family heirloom; I need it back.
ZACH: I’ll tell you what, if all is cleared, and the evidence proves you really had nothing to do with this, I will consider giving it back to you. Now, back to Miss Dobrev, you are certain you two never went together to that bar, or interacted in any other way?
CHRIS: I’m telling you the truth. I never went anywhere with that woman. Hell, I never even spoke to her!
ZACH: Miss Accola seems to think she had a dark side, said something about you and her, and a common liking for vampires…
CHRIS: (Cracks up again) Vampires?! Are you kidding me? Listen, I love a good Dracula movie, for sure. But, again, I had nothing to do with that woman, or know anything about her, or her love for “vampires” … This is getting ridiculous, honestly…
ZACH: We are almost finished, one last question, while we verify your alibi. Do you know if Miss Dobrev and Miss Graham were good friends in the past?
CHRIS: Of course not, Kat would never be friends with someone like that!
ZACH: Like what? Thought you didn’t know anything about Miss Dobrev…
CHRIS: I mean, a nobody.
ZACH: Wasn’t Miss Accola a “nobody”, according to you? Miss Graham befriended her, so, why not Miss Dobrev?
CHRIS: Because Candice at least had some potential, Nina, didn’t.
ZACH: Interesting that you would call her Nina… Anyway, that’ll be all for now. We’ll talk again soon, trust me.
CHRIS: I told you, I have nothing to hide, so we can talk as many times as you like.
ZACH: We sure will. Thank you for your time (Chris leaves, an Officer walks in).
OFFICER: Detective, we found something that might be of interest…
Cut to – two days prior to the murder, around 12am. Nina and Ian are at the exterior set, talking. It begins to rain heavily.
IAN: Come on, time to abandon ship.
NINA: No, no, no, wait… just give it a second; it’ll clear up… (they kiss).
NINA: Promise me this is forever.
IAN: I promise.
Cut to – Kat’s dressing room. Kat and Ian are in her bed.
KAT: That was nice… Now, get out.
IAN: (Smirks) No.
KAT: Fine, five more minutes, but then you really have to go.
IAN: Deal (they cuddle for a moment, Paul walks in).
PAUL: (Clearly upset) Well, isn’t this cozy?
IAN: What the hell are you doing here?
KAT: And, have you ever heard of knocking... (gets out of the bed, covers herself).
PAUL: (To Ian) I am here to see my girl. In case you haven’t figured it out, brother, she is with me.
IAN: She is with whom ever she pleases to be. And, as for you and her… well, I really don’t care; and it seems she doesn’t either. But I’m betting Candice will…
PAUL: I could care less about Candice. Go ahead, tell her.
KAT: No one is telling anyone anything! Just relax, both of you. (Turns to Ian) You really need to go, please.
IAN: Fine, only because you are asking nicely. (Puts his clothes back on; turns to Paul) This isn’t over (walks out).
PAUL: Kat, what the hell is this? My brother, really? You told me you loved me…
KAT: I do, you know I do! He means nothing to me; but I had to do something to make sure he keeps his mouth shut. I’m only trying to protect us.
PAUL: Still, he is my brother… There are lines you just don’t cross, if you have a heart.
KAT: I have a heart; you can feel it, can’t you? It’s in your hands… (kisses him) I’m so sorry, my love, I thought this would be the only way to buy his silence.
PAUL: And, it probably is. The only thing he wants… the only thing he has ever wanted, is you…
KAT: Well, he doesn’t have me… you do (kisses him).
PAUL: If that is true, prove it to me… Marry me…
KAT: Paul, you know I want nothing more; but it’s still not the right time. We might all end up in jail if we don’t play our cards right. Plus, Candice… I can’t do that to her, not like this. We need to keep this discrete, until we are in the clear.
PAUL: I know…
KAT: Listen, it’s only a matter of time before the Detective asks to talk to us. We need to make sure we have our story straight.
PAUL: And we do; the only one that could rat us out is my brother.
KAT: That’s why I had to do what I had to do…
PAUL: Just promise me this will be the only time. I swear I will kill him if I see him with you again.
KAT: I promise (kisses him). I love you… (lures him to her bed).
Cut to – Candice’s dressing room. She is having a drink and a cigarette at her mini bar. Someone walks in.
CANDICE: Did anyone see you come in?
JOSEPH: No.
CANDICE: Good. I’ve been expecting you…
JOSEPH: I know, love...
(Gets real close to her face, looks concerned) Now, tell me, how much do they know?
CANDICE: I’m not sure…
Cut to – The Director’s Office. The Detective and the Police Officer are talking.
ZACH: That was an excellent find, Officer. We almost have them right where we need them.
OFFICER: Do you want us to go check that club out?
ZACH: No, I’ll go. You guys keep processing the area, make sure no one leaves. I’ll be back soon.
Cut to – The Director’s dressing room. Him and Steven are talking.
MATT: What did you tell the Detective?
STEVEN: Nothing, Sir; I promise.
MATT: He seems to have a lot of insider information…
STEVEN: I know, but I swear, it’s not coming from me.
MATT: You know I’m innocent, right? You’ve witnessed it; I barely even knew who that woman was.
STEVEN: I know, Sir.
MATT: Can’t imagine anyone on this set doing such an atrocious thing.
STEVEN: Sometimes people have double lives, we never truly know who they are.
MATT: You seemed to have a liking towards her, you sure you don’t know more about this?
STEVEN: She was a very nice lady, but, like I told the Detective, we didn’t interact much. Few conversations here and there, that’s all.
MATT: If you ask me, my money is on Chris, or the cocky brothers.
STEVEN: I agree, specially about Mr. Wesley. He always held a grudge for what she did to him.
MATT: What are you talking about? I had no idea they knew each other. I just said that because those guys are assholes.
STEVEN: Oh, they knew each other, quite well actually.
MATT: How do you know all of this?
STEVEN: You find out a lot of things when people don’t pay attention to you.
MATT: Spill!
STEVEN: Fine, but please don’t let them know you heard this from me.
MATT: My mouth is shut. Now, talk to me.
STEVEN: Mr. Wesley and Miss Dobrev used to be an item, until she found out he was cheating with Miss Accola…
MATT: Then why the grudge towards her?
STEVEN: Well, soon after, he found out that she had been cheating with his brother, long before him and Miss Accola got together.
MATT: God, this could be the plot of my next film. Talk about drama!
STEVEN: I know, very messy. Anyway, when he found out Miss Dobrev had been cheating all along, he lost it. I saw them one night, arguing after a shooting, it wasn’t pretty.
MATT: Can’t wrap my head around these Hollywood “stars” fighting over a nobody…
STEVEN: She wasn’t a nobody… and, she was also one of Miss Grahams best friends.
MATT: Now that, I can’t believe! Kat is way too posh to hang around anyone out of the “elite” circle.
STEVEN: I’m telling you, Sir, you never really know a person…
MATT: Nor your own lead cast, from what I’m learning. Did you tell the Detective all of this?
STEVEN: Of course not, I don’t want to get anybody in trouble, or risk them shutting us down permanently.
MATT: Well done; there is way too much money invested in this production. Listen, kid, you know you are like a son to me, and if you want to make it in this business, sometimes you need to play dirty. I’m going to tell you something, because I trust you, and truly believe you have a bright future ahead. Just remember, discretion is key to succeed in Hollywood…
STEVEN: As you told me, Sir., my lips are sealed, I promise.
Cut to - two days prior to the murder, around 1am. Ian walks into his dressing room, Kat is inside waiting for him.
KAT: She seems quite smitten with you… (Sarcastically) How cute!
IAN: She means nothing to me, you know that. The only thing I want, is you…
KAT: I’m starting to believe you might not be such a horrible actor.
IAN: I’m not acting…
KAT: Make no mistake, this little alliance of ours is only to serve a common purpose.
IAN: Might be. But somehow... somewhere along the lines… I fell head over heels for you.
KAT: That is just infatuation. Trust me, you’ll get over it soon enough.
IAN: I won’t. You belong with me, not him.
KAT: So, you know about us…
IAN: Kitty Kat, everyone knows … the tension, the stares, it’s pretty obvious. Except to Candice, apparently.
KAT: Well, first of all, I don’t belong with, or to, anyone. Second, I would never intentionally hurt Candice, things just happened.
IAN: I’m pretty sure she won’t see it that way, when she finds out.
KAT: She won’t find out; so keep your mouth shut.
IAN: (Stares deep into her eyes, leaning towards her) Make me…
KAT: (Pushes him away) Listen, I don’t have time for this. Just keep your end of the deal, and I’ll keep mine (she walks out).
Cut to – the night before the murder. Nina and Ian are at his place, cuddling in the living room couch.
IAN: Want another bourbon?
NINA: I’m not sure if I should, I’m feeling quite tipsy already.
IAN: Oh, come on, just one more.
NINA: What the heck, why not? (He gets up to serve themselves another drink) Ian…you are not playing with me, are you?
IAN: Of course not, silly. Why would you say that?!
NINA: Because this seems too good to be true…
IAN: (Comes back with the drinks, puts them on the table). This… us… (slowly kisses her)
... It’s very real. Why would you doubt it?
NINA: It’s just that…
IAN: What? Talk to me.
NINA: Well, sometimes it seems like you are in love with someone else…
IAN: That’s ridiculous! With who?!
NINA: Katerina… I don’t know, something about the way you look at her…
IAN: (Laughs) Katerina? Really? You and I both know she is just an entitled diva. I have to pretend because she is who she is; but she means nothing to me.
NINA: Really?
IAN: I promise. I only have eyes for you…
NINA: Cross your heart?
IAN: I betrayed my brother to be with you, doesn’t that speak for itself?
NINA: It does… I’m sorry. I think I might be drunk, got a bit paranoid, I suppose.
IAN: Then, (takes her glass away), maybe another drink isn’t the best idea.
NINA: True, but I know what is… (she kisses him, takes his shirt off, they start to make out… Paul walks in).
PAUL: Well, well, why am I not surprised.
IAN: Jesus, brother! Haven’t you heard of knocking?!
PAUL: I have, but I think it’s overrated. Anyway, don’t mind me, I just came to get some things.
NINA: Paul… please, listen. We are sorry… Neither of us meant for this to happen...
IAN: Okay, this is getting awkward. I’m gonna leave you two to settle this on your own. (Goes into the kitchen).
PAUL: Nina, you seem to be oblivious to the fact that I don’t care. Screw whomever you please, I never truly loved you.
NINA: Don’t say that… we were going to get married.
PAUL: That was before you decided to screw my brother in my own house.
NINA: And before you screwed one of my best friends in mine! We are both at fault.
PAUL: Maybe, but it really does come down to the timing, doesn’t it? You were with my brother way before I got with Candice, so drop the victim act. At least have the guts to own up to your decisions.
NINA: I told you, I never meant for that to happen, it just did. But you… you did it out of spite.
PAUL: (Sarcastic laugh) Get over yourself… that had absolutely nothing to do with you. Talk about a superiority complex! You do realize you are a nobody in this business, right? If it weren’t for Kat, you’d still be living in that shit hole of a town. You should be thankful Kat even gave you the benefit of the doubt. She pity’s you, don’t you get it?
NINA: That’s not true…
PAUL: Oh, but it is. Just as true as him being hopelessly in love with someone he can’t have… and, that ain’t you. I’ve never seen him look at you like he does her.
NINA: Shut up! He loves me!
PAUL: (Sarcastic smirk) Sure he does…
Listen, I don’t have time for this, and again, just in case it wasn’t clear, I could care less about you, so stop trying so hard. (Takes some books from a bookshelf, then leaves. She goes into the kitchen, very upset).
NINA: So, you are in love with her! Stop lying to me!
IAN: You are going to listen to what he says? Really?
NINA: I know you do… you have never looked at me the way you look at her...
IAN: I... I told you, I’m just acting.
NINA: Well, then, you are a great actor.
IAN: Nina… come on, please drop this…
(just as she is about to succumb to his charms, she spots a set of jewelry on the floor, which most definitely does not belong to her).
NINA: (Grabs the jewelry and shows it to him) You promised me this was forever!
IAN: I can explain…
NINA: Don’t bother, just stay away from me! (Tosses the piece of jewelry in the garbage can) Oh… and, just so you know, she will only hurt you, like she does all the men she wraps around that spider web of hers. I’m leaving now, and don’t you dare come running after me!
(She leaves, he continues to cook, what seem to be pancakes. A few minutes later, Kat walks into the kitchen and takes a seat).
IAN: Here, Kitty Kat (puts a plate on the table), just like you like them.
KAT: Every day I tell you I hate that…
IAN: And every day I do it anyway... (she smirks)
KAT: Are you really ready to do this?
IAN: Of course I am. (Whispers in her ear) We’re Bonnie and Clyde…Always and forever...
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