Notes: (Re-edited and re-uploaded September 2010)
Guest Cast:
Alicia Jones: Renee O'Connor
Devenport: Lawrence Pressman
Judge Holmes: Jim Norton
Dr. Bennett: Jennifer Connelly
Dr. Rutherford: Jeffrey Jones
Jake: Jeremy Davidson
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POPULAR: SUMMER SCHOOL
"THE PEOPLE V. NICOLE JULIAN"
TEASER
FADE IN:
INT. BROOKE'S HOSPITAL ROOM - MORNING
Brooke is sitting up in bed, looking bored. She breaks into a
grin when Harrison comes in, carrying a bag.
HARRISON
Hi, you.
BROOKE
Hey. What's that?
Harrison sets the bag in Brooke's lap.
HARRISON
I stopped at the magazine stand on
the way.
Brooke reaches in and pulls out a bunch of women's magazines.
She picks one up and flips through it idly.
BROOKE
Ah, yes—the latest fashions for
the glam hospital patient.
HARRISON
Hey, I think you do a lot with
that gown.
Brooke rolls her eyes.
HARRISON (CONT'D)
No, I mean it, white with little
blue splotches, it really...brings
out your eyes.
BROOKE
Oh, stop.
She giggles, then winces.
HARRISON
(concerned)
What?
Brooke takes a couple of careful breaths.
BROOKE
Ribs. It hurts when I laugh.
HARRISON
(contrite)
Oh. Well...I can be depressing.
Actually, I'm pretty good at
depressing.
He sees a grin playing at the corners of her mouth.
HARRISON (CONT'D)
(wagging his finger)
Don't laugh.
Brooke tries, but finally lets out a snort, and then winces
again.
BROOKE
Owww... I can't help it.
Harrison points to her hip.
HARRISON
What about that?
Brooke raps on the spot with her knuckles, hitting hard
plastic beneath the gown.
BROOKE
This? I can't feel anything
there.
(sighs)
I'll probably spend my senior year
in a wheelchair.
HARRISON
(wagging his finger)
Hey—there'll be no defeatist
attitude while I'm in the room.
Brooke breaks into another grin.
HARRISON (CONT'D)
You're not gonna start laughing
again, are you?
BROOKE
No, I'm not laughing. I'm
just—glad I have you here.
HARRISON
Hey, as long as you need me.
BROOKE
Don't say that—you might wind up
stuck with me for longer than you
think.
(pause)
So, where's Sam? Finally decided
to take a day off from hospital
duty?
HARRISON
(hesitating)
Ummm...
The smile finally fades from Brooke's face.
BROOKE
Oh. It's today, isn't it?
HARRISON
Yeah. It's today.
CUT TO:
INT. A COURTROOM
None of the principal players have arrived yet, but the
spectator gallery is filling up. Sam and Mike walk in through
the open doors and look around. A moment later, a side door
opens, and the bailiff leads Devenport and Nicole to the
defense table. As they glare at her, she gives Sam a smug
look.
There is a touch on Mike's arm, and he and Sam turn to see a
short, fresh-faced young woman standing behind them. She
holds out her hand to Mike.
JONES
Mr. McQueen?
Mike looks at her, puzzled, and throws Sam a questioning
glance.
MIKE
I'm sorry...are you a friend of
Nicole's?
JONES
(smiling patiently)
I'm Alicia Jones. I'm prosecuting
Ms. Julian.
MIKE
(taken aback)
Oh— I didn't mean...
JONES
It's all right. I'm sorry that
you've only been able to meet with
my assistants up to now, but fast-
tracking this case has about
doubled my workday.
(to Sam)
You're Ms. McPherson?
SAM
Yes.
Sam shakes Jones' hand.
JONES
You do realize, because you're
both witnesses, you can't stay
once I start presenting my case.
SAM
(nods)
We've been told.
MIKE
Miss Jones... I—I don't want to
seem rude, but—
JONES
I'm twenty-five. This is my
eighth murder trial, and I'm seven
for-seven so far.
MIKE
(embarrassed)
Again, I'm sorry...
She touches his arm reassuringly.
JONES
(emphatically)
It's all right. I WILL get her
for you.
Jones catches a signal from the bailiff.
JONES (CONT'D)
Excuse me—they're about to bring
the jury in.
She goes and sits behind the prosecution table, while Mike and
Sam find seats in the gallery. Meanwhile, the side door opens
and the jurors file in, taking their places.
BALIFF
All rise!
Everyone stands as the judge emerges from his chambers and
takes his seat behind the bench.
BALIFF (CONT'D)
Be seated.
Everyone sits.
ANGLE: NICOLE
watching impassively.
BALIFF (CONT'D)
Superior Court of the State of
California is now in session, the
Honorable Roger Holmes presiding.
Case number oh-one-two-five-five
seven-two, the People of the State
of California versus Nicole
Julian, on the charge of attempted
vehicular homicide in the first
degree...
WHITE OUT.
END OF TEASER