MOM & SON ESQ. P.I. - "PILOT"
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TOM NEWTON How can I help you? (cries) Do you need a Magician for a party? Todd struggles to respond. Without lying, he’s tongue-tied: TODD
Oh. Uh. No. Actually, we um, well... me and - this woman here - we uh... JOAN (cuts in, impatient) I believe you know my husband, Harry McDonald? TOM NEWTON (baffled) Harry who? (to Mover) Please be careful with this box, these are my father’s things...
Newton puts the cape in a box. And Todd notes (closely) some college swag in that box: “REED COLLEGE!” “CLASS OF ‘68!” JOAN
Harry McDonald . He’s having his mail sent to your - new home? In Gresham? TOM NEWTON I don’t think I know any Harrys...
Just then, Tom’s wife LESLIE (40s, nerdy, efficient, mean) enters the garage. She carries the now-open Amazon box: LESLIE NEWTON Tom? The carrots you ordered were delivered to the shop. Oh. Who’s this? TOM NEWTON They’re looking for a Harry McDonald? Leslie freezes, on high-alert, and clams up. LESLIE NEWTON I’m sorry, I can’t divulge client information. TODD Client? Client for what? Who are you? (Joan notices an overflowing box marked “GOODWILL.” She recognizes some items, and discretely moves towards the box). LESLIE NEWTON I’d like to help you, but - I’m sorry, attorney client privilege...
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