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(D) - TIME CODE: 02:00 /en14/
After the prelude ends, EVELYN moves into the D area.
She carries a portable cassette tape-recorder for her
interviews. She starts getting ready now.
EVELYN
Testing, one-two-three . . . testing
one-two-three . . . testing, testing . . .
She rewinds and turns on the machine.
EVELYN
(on the machine)
"Testing, one-two-three . . . testing
one-two-three . . . testing, testing" . . .
She's ready to go; she keeps the machine on.
EVELYN
Notes for the radio special on the Brodey
wedding . . . the mood is expectant here and
I presume we'll be starting soon now. It's a
crowd I haven't figured out yet, whether
they're here as genuine friends of the Brodeys
or as social gossip-mongers. Of course, this
is a by-invitation-only affair but when it
comes to the marriage of her daughter, Mrs.
Brodey has the social style to invite anyone,
and I mean anyone, of prominence in this
community.
Still, one wonders what people
really think about being here, given the
shadow that still covers the beautiful Brodey
mansion overlooking the city -- that will
cover the family and its affairs until the
issue of Dr. Brodey's death, and his wife's
possible involvement in that tragedy, is
finally settled. Mrs. Brodey, of course, has
been out of jail on bail for some months now,
waiting for a ruling on her appeal. The
twin brother of the late doctor, Justin
Brodey, took on the case, of course, and he's
a criminal lawyer second to none.
Interestingly enough, he's attending the
wedding tonight. I've yet to see Mrs. Brodey
or the bride, Trudy Brodey, but the groom --
if I recognize him by the photos that have
appeared in the paper -- is wandering around
in a state of absolute calm.
Note to myself: this isn't going to be an
easy program -- don't do your usual last
minute job! Call David tonight, in fact, at
home and beg, plead, flirt, do whatever it
takes to get enough lead time to edit this
thing together right. There's a story here
beyond the wedding, I can smell it, and it'd
be grand to be able to hint at it and scoop
the smartasses at city desk.
The McMenamin brothers have made Edgefield something
of an instituion for very special weddings.
And it's going to be a night to remember, it
looks like, people milling about, chatting,
enjoying themselves. But I get a definite
sense that people are wondering "what's
going to happen next." There's an aire
of expectancy in the air.
She turns off the machine, rewinds just a little bit and
plays it back to make sure it's working.
EVELYN
(on machine)
"--definite sense that people are wondering
what's going to happen next.' There's an aire of
expectancy in the air."
Christ, don't use an aire in the air!, or the
city desk slobs will really ridicule you.
She shuts off the machine. She sees Susanne Wheeler in the
area. TIME CODE : 03:30. /en9/
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