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him, and just as the snarling dog bursts into the room Fletch
starts hurling food at it. A pot roast, sliced turkey with
stuffing, a couple of filet mignons. The dog is momentarily
distracted. Fletch pours a large bucket of cranberry sauce on the
dog.
FLETCH
Suck on this Cujo!
Then he dumps an equally large bucket of mashed potatoes. With the
dog temporarily vision-impaired, Fletch bolts.
130 EXT. SWARTHOUT HOUSE - NIGHT
Fletch runs as fast as humanly possible towards his car, fishing
for his keys as he goes. The dog -- having shaken off the peoplefood
from his hateful face -- is seconds behind and closing.
Fletch makes it to his car, hops inside, and slams the door just
as the dog leaps furiously at the windshield.
131 INT. FLETCH'S CAR
Fletch makes it to his car, huffing and puffing. The dog jumps
across the closed window, snarling and bug-eyed with hatred.
Fletch smiles, waves at the dog, and starts taking its picture
with his little camera.
FLETCH
Gimme a smile! There you go...oh, that's a nice one...
(starting the car)
Everything's fine, now...go take a little nap....
Fletch is ready to pull out, but the dog is still leaping madly at
the window. Fletch points back to the house.
FLETCH
Look! Defenseless babies!
The dog turns to look and Fletch guns it.
FLETCH
That dog is such an A**hole.
132 EXT. FLETCH'S APARTMENT HOUSE - DAY
Fletch parks his car halfway up on the curb, steps out carrying a
small overnight bag. He is unshaven and looks beat.
133 INT. APARTMENT HOUSE - CORRIDOR
Fletch comes down the hall signing "Billie Jean" is an
excruciating falsetto.