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while. And when I'm feeling<br />
a little better, I'll get<br />
up and leave. I don't want<br />
to disturb your party.<br />
DELIA<br />
What about my clothes?<br />
BEETLE JUICE / OLD WOMAN starts to hyperventilate.<br />
DELIA backs out of the room.<br />
DELIA<br />
No, no, don't do that.<br />
INT: UPSTAIRS HALLWAY -- DUSK<br />
DELIA comes out of OTHO's room, just as LYDIA is coming up the<br />
stairs from the first floor.<br />
DELIA<br />
Lydia, find Otho, and tell<br />
him I need five of the red<br />
ones, and I need them right<br />
now.<br />
LYDIA<br />
Listen, I'm sorry I was<br />
gone --<br />
DELIA doesn't care. She flings open the door of the master<br />
bedroom, and disappears inside.<br />
The door of OTHO's room opens again, and out steps BEETLE JUICE /<br />
DANNY DEATH.<br />
LYDIA melts.<br />
LYDIA<br />
Oh God. You came.<br />
You really came.<br />
BEETLE JUICE / DANNY DEATH<br />
I told you. I wouldn't<br />
miss it.<br />
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EXT: THE TENT -- NIGHT<br />
ADAM's orchard is now covered with a wooden platform, on which<br />
half a dozen groaning tables have been laid out.<br />
The DEETZ's party is comprised of three distinct groups: the<br />
literary world (CHARLES), the art world (DELIA), and the DEATH<br />
ROCKERS (LYDIA). These three groups mix rather better than one<br />
would imagine. Certainly they're jostling one another to get at<br />
the food.<br />
CHARLES sits morosely alone near the corner of the tent, with a<br />
pitcher of Long Island Iced Tea between his legs. A couple of<br />
book types stand near him, exchanging glances over his head. As<br />
CHARLES talks in his drunkeness, he stares up at the lighted<br />
window of his study.<br />
CHARLES<br />
If I put it in a book<br />
nobody'd believe it.<br />
The IRS shows up, no<br />
warning, he's in t<strong>here</strong><br />
for seven hours, hasn't<br />
even come out to take<br />
a piss, God knows what<br />
he's looking for, God<br />
knows what he's gonna<br />
find.<br />
BOOKY #1<br />
They never throw you in
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