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CHARLES is leading BEETLE JUICE / IRS down the hill, towards his<br />
study. CHARLES moves like a convict going to execution.<br />
CATHY hurtles out of her room and throws herself on CHARLES.<br />
CATHY<br />
Daddy! Daddy! They're<br />
cutting down the orchard.<br />
CHARLES<br />
Not now, Cathy.<br />
CATHY<br />
It has to be now. They're --<br />
CHARLES<br />
NOT NOW!<br />
He and BEETLE JUICE / IRS move on. At the door of the study<br />
BEETLE JUICE / IRS turns and smiles at CATHY.<br />
INT: ATTIC -- DAY<br />
ADAM is lying on the floor, looking out a window. He is weeping<br />
at the loss of his orchard.<br />
He gets up, looks at BARBARA.<br />
ADAM<br />
I don't care what he<br />
does to those people<br />
tonight.<br />
INT: LIVING ROOM -- DAY<br />
CATHY and DELIA are in the middle of a heated argument.<br />
DELIA<br />
Cathy, we've got a<br />
hundred and thirty-five<br />
people coming to this<br />
house in a matter of<br />
hours. Don't come at<br />
me with this bullshit<br />
about trees.<br />
CATHY<br />
But --<br />
DELIA<br />
They were going anyway.<br />
Otho and I are putting<br />
in a Japanese meditation<br />
garden.<br />
CATHY stares at her mother for a moment, and then runs out<br />
through the dining room.<br />
INT: CHARLES'S STUDY<br />
BEETLE JUICE / IRS is seated in front of a table that is stacked<br />
high with CHARLES's financial records.<br />
CHARLES starts to sweat.<br />
BEETLE JUICE / IRS<br />
Some people, Mr. Deetz,<br />
think that taxes are just<br />
a game to be played against<br />
the IRS.<br />
BEETLE JUICE / IRS (cont)<br />
Mr. Deetz, the IRS plays<br />
hardball.<br />
CHARLES<br />
Ah, can I get you something<br />
from downstairs. A little plate<br />
of octopus or something?<br />
BEETLE JUICE / IRS<br />
(Smiling) I'm afraid not,<br />
Mr. Deetz. That would constitute<br />
bribery. I know<br />
you have a party to give,<br />
so why don't you just leave<br />
me alone for a while? If I