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FLETCH
(in his best Barbara Woodhouse)
Sit-tuh!
This has no effect, so Fletch backs up a few yards, take a deep
breath for courage and makes a headlong running start for the
fence, using his momentum to get to the top before the dog eats
him. He grabs hold and scrambles wildly for the top. He makes it.
FLETCH
Roll over. Play dead. Good boy.
Fletch now grabs hold of the eave on the side of the house, and
very carefully pulls himself onto it. It's only about ten feet
from there to the vulnerable window, but the angle of the eave is
rather steep, and the going is treacherous. As he makes his way,
he keeps a wary eye on the dog who keeps leaping up, seemingly
getting closer and closer to taking a giant bite out of Fletch's
backside.
FLETCH
You any relation to Doctor Dolan?
Now he's at the window. He tries to open it, but despite it's
warped appearance from the ground, it is locked. Fletch looks at
the lock and can't believe it. He sighs. He shakes his head. He
smashes the window with his elbow.
FLETCH
I hate this.
He climbs into the darkened house, leaving the enraged dog to run
furiously around the fenced in yard that surrounds the house.
123 INT SWARTHOUT'S HOUSE - UPSTAIRS - NIGHT
Fletch tiptoes though the upstairs bedroom and down the stairs.
From outside, he can still hear the dog snarling and barking.
124 INT. SWARTHOUT'S HOUSE - DOWNSTAIRS - NIGHT
As Fletch passes through the living room he sees the dog snarling
at him through the living room window.
125 INT. SWARTHOUT'S DEN - NIGHT
Fletch enters and looks around.
The dog is now outside the den window.
FLETCH
Make sure nobody comes in, okay?