115.221 CLOSE SHOT - JEKYLL - ON BENCH221He seems to be trying to get his breath. He rings his fingeraround the edge of his collar. Then he contorts a little.His face suddenly becomes strained <strong>and</strong> panic-stricken. Hish<strong>and</strong> goes to his throat. His face starts to contort more,the lines deepening. With horror, his glance goes to hish<strong>and</strong>s. WE PAN DOWN. His h<strong>and</strong>, clutching the bench, is turningmore horribly grotesque than we have ever seen it. WE PANBACK UP. <strong>Jekyll</strong> is now nearing the change to <strong>Hyde</strong>! He looksat his other h<strong>and</strong>. WE PAN DOWN. It is the same as the other.WE PAN BACK UP to his face. It is almost that of <strong>Hyde</strong>. He isin convulsions.JEKYLL(with a last desperatecry)Bee - Bee, darling -!Then the writhings <strong>and</strong> gaspings, their course running quickerthan before. And suddenly, he is <strong>Hyde</strong>! He looks about,craftily, viciously. A bird lights on the bench beside him.He flails his cane at it. It flies away. He thinks a second,getting his bearings in Evil. Then a thought strikes him.His eyes glint. He starts to sing "Champagne Charlie" in ahorrible sing-song, swaying manner, <strong>and</strong> suddenly he gets upwith an animal leap, <strong>and</strong> WE PAN HIM as he runs leaping acrossthe green into the b.g., like a gorged buzzard racing foranother piece of carrion, as we --DISSOLVE TO:222 CLOSE SHOT - IVY - INT. HER PARLOR - NIGHT222She is quite tight, tipsily pouring champagne into a glass,humming indistinctly to herself. Then she gets an idea <strong>and</strong>WE PAN HER to mirror. She raises the glass.IVY(with hatred)Here's hoping that <strong>Hyde</strong> rots whereverhe is - <strong>and</strong> burns slow when the timecomes!(then softly,passionately)And here's hoping that <strong>Dr</strong>. <strong>Jekyll</strong>thinks of his Ivy - like I know he'dlike to... like Ivy thinks of him...'cause he's an angel. Here's to myangel...Her glass starts for her lips, when suddenly the door opens,reflected in the b.g. <strong>Hyde</strong> st<strong>and</strong>s there, staring at her. Ivyturns with a gasp of horror <strong>and</strong> disbelief, drops the glassto the floor.
116.223 PAN SHOT - HYDE223He comes slowly down the stairs, throwing his hat <strong>and</strong> stickon a table, eyeing the frozen Ivy all the while. He startsacross to her.Surprised?HYDEIVY(shocked to soberness)Why, sir - I -HYDEIt couldn't be that you didn't expectto see me, could it?IVYWhy, no, sir - I - I've been herewaitin' for you, sir. I -HYDEBut you're celebrating. What? Somenew event - some change?IVYNo, sir - I just thought I'd -HYDE(fury starting to winover sarcasm)<strong>Dr</strong>inking to calm your nerves, perhaps?It's your nerves, isn't it? Shouldn'tyou see a doctor?IVYOh, no, sir.(going to wine cooler)Would you like some wine, sir? I'llget another glass <strong>and</strong> --<strong>Hyde</strong> slaps the bottle from her h<strong>and</strong>.HYDE<strong>Jekyll</strong>'s a good man. <strong>Dr</strong>. Henry <strong>Jekyll</strong> --IVY(now very startled)Is - is he, sir? But I don't needany --HYDEA gentleman, too - different thanany man you might know.(MORE)(CONTINUED)