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"DR. JEKYLL &
HEIDI"
(for "The Lucy Webb Show") |
(UP ON: CU OF A WOMAN'S
HAND WRITING IN HER JOURNAL. ALSO IN THE SHOT, AN
OLD FASHIONED DESK LAMP AND A NAME PLAQUE THAT
READS: DR. H. JEKYLL, M.D.) (MUSIC:
SOMETHING A LITTLE EERIE AND SCIENCE-FICTIONY)
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Though the medical establishment doesn't |
think my years of research into synthetic |
estrogen is very important my goal has been |
attained at long last... |
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(DISSOLVE TO: DR. JEKYLL'S LABORATORY.
SHE'S SWIRLING A BEEKER AND HOLDING IT UP TO THE
LIGHT) |
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The breakthrough came this morning. I was |
so overcome that when Dr. Harris came by |
the lab I told him all about it. |
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(DR.HARRIS WALKS INTO THE LAB WITHOUT
KNOCKING.) (MUSIC OUT)
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Excuse me, Doctor, I was wondering if I |
could borrow a cup of sulfuric acid. |
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Doctor, I've done it. I've done it! |
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Synthesized an analog of the human female |
sex hormone estrogen in the laboratory. |
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Sounds interesting. Now about that sulfuric |
acid . . . |
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Do you know what this could mean to |
women, Doctor? All women? Everywhere? |
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No - not really. But, don't forget, Doctor, |
first it needs to be tested. |
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Yes, of course, Doctor, but . . . |
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Your weren't thinking of testing it on
yourself, |
were you? |
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(DR. JEKYLL WASN'T THINKING OF THAT, BUT NOW
SHE IS) |
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Oh, no, categorically. I would never do a |
thing like that. |
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Good. You never know what the side effects |
could be. |
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I'm well aware of that Doctor, and besides - |
I'm a professional. Here's that sulfuric acid
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you wanted. Take the whole bottle. |
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(DR. HARRIS GOES OUT THE DOOR. DR. JEKYLL
WALKS TO HER BEEKER OF FORMULA, HOLDS IT UP TO
THE LIGHT , AND IS ABOUT TO DRINK IT WHEN DR.
HARRIS RE-ENTERS) |
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I really don't think you should test that |
whatever-it-is hormone on yourself, Doctor. |
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I would never do that, Doctor. |
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(DR. HARRIS LEAVES AGAIN AND THE MOMENT HE'S
OUT THE DOOR DR. JEKYLL DRINKS DOWN THE LIQUID.
HER BODY JERKS AND HER FACE CONTORTS AS THE
FORMULA BEGINS TO TAKE EFFECT. HER GLASSES COME
OFF. HER HAIR COMES DOWN. SHE GRACEFULLY
COLLAPSES TO THE FLOOR. DR. HARRIS RE-ENTERS. AT
FIRST HE DOESN'T SEE DR. JEKYLL ON THE FLOOR) |
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Excuse me, Doctor, could you spare an |
alembic. I . . . |
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(HE RUSHES TO ASSIST HER, RAISING HER HEAD
AND PATTING HER FACE. SHE STIRS) |
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Are you okay? Hello. Doctor Jekyll? Doctor. |
Doctor. |
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(DR.. JEKYLL COMES TO, BUT SHE'S UNDERGONE A
COMPLETE AND SUDDEN PERSONALITY CHANGE - SHE'S
TURNED INTO A SEX KITTEN) |
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Ooh, thank you. I'm so embarrassed. I think I
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must have fainted. |
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I think you must have. Here, Doctor, let me |
help you up. |
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Thank you. And please, call me Heidi. |
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(HE HELPS HER TO HER FEET. SHE GAZES INTO HIS
EYES, UNDOING A FEW BUTTONS ON HER LAB COAT) |
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I always wondered what the "h"
stood for. |
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And you're Robert. Or is it Bob? Or Bobby? |
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(HEIDI IS COMING ON STRONG. AND BOBBIE SEEMS
FLATTERED) |
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I bet your really intimate friends call you |
"Bobby." That's what I'll call you
- Bobby . . . |
Boobie . . . Baby . . . |
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(DR. HARRIS DOESN'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON, BUT
HE LIKES IT) |
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Call me anything you want -- but don't forget |
to call me. |
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Ooh, Bobby, you make me -- laugh. |
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Yeah, well, thanks. Remind me to give you |
my number. |
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(HEIDI PRESSES HERSELF TO HIM) |
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Ooh, I don't think so, Bobby. I've already
got |
-- your number. |
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(SHE REMOVES HIS GLASSES AND DRAWS HIM TO
HER) (MUSIC UP)
(DISSOLVE TO: PART
TWO)
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