DR. WALTER RAVEN pushes his great, enormous frame through the narrow door of the first class train's private compartment. With a small bit of effort he manages to turn his body sideways and slide past the gripping velvet-covered curtain-frame. He wipes the perspirations from his brow with a handkerchief as he chooses which side of the compartment to sit. As DR. RAVEN settles down he checks his pocket watch - 2:50pm.

A train ATTENDANT pulls back the velour drape and pokes her head into the compartment. She places a menu down on the small pull-out table.

DR. RAVEN withdraws a bottle of medication from his breast pocket.

DR. RAVEN sets the bottle of medication on the table.

DR. RAVEN holds up his hand.

DR. RAVEN looks over the breakfast section of the menu.

DR. RAVEN looks out the window as the ATTENDANT leaves the private compartment. He watches as a bickering group of old ladies are separated by security on the train platform.

DR. RAVEN looks at the empty seat across from him and puts his feet up on the cushions. His mind begins to drift.

MRS. OLIVIA RAVEN-GREEN sits on the edge of her bed staring up at the high, narrow, barred window near the ceiling. Sunbeams come through the bushes around the exterior of the POLICE STATION. The sunbeams meet with the unsettled dust and filth that circulates the air of the dank holding cells.

A crusty, weathered, drunk OLD MAN leans against the bars of his cell, staring directly at OLIVIA.

OLIVIA turns her red, puffy eyes from the window to the OLD MAN who appears to be taking to her.

The OLD MAN sticks out his tongue and holds up two fingers to his mouth.

OLIVIA turns her eyes away from the crass hand-gesture. She grips the edge of her mattress tightly. She closes her eyes and begins to breathe slowly, calming herself down.

OLIVIA turns her head and faces the OLD MAN again.

OLIVIA looks over at the cell guard who is oblivious to the two of them talking.

OLIVIA stands up from her bed frustrated.

The OLD MAN begins to laugh.

OLIVIA runs her fingers through her hair.

The OLD MAN smacks the jail bars and calls for the security guard.

The security guard walks over and unlocks the cell door.

The OLD MAN leaves his cell and walks up close to OLIVIA's door.

OLIVIA shrinks back against the wall of her cell.

The clock in the BILLIARD ROOM strikes three, chiming loudly for all to hear. MRS. PATRICIA PEACOCK sits down on the leather sofa with her foot up and a cocktail in her hand. The bottle of pain pills sits comfortably against MRS. PEACOCK's left leg. MISS AMELIA PEACH leans over the pool table and takes the triangle off of the racked balls.

MISS PEACH takes a couple practice shots against the bumpers with the cue ball. MRS. PEACOCK smiles as she sips down the rest of her cocktail.

MISS PEACH giggles lightly.

MISS PEACH smiles from ear to ear as she breaks the triangle. The sound of balls clacking into each other fills the room.

MRS. PEACOCK sets the empty cocktail glass down on the side table.

MISS PEACH holds out her arms and smiles.

MRS. PEACOCK begins to laugh as if she's just heard the funniest joke of the year. She doubles over, holding her sides as her laughing begins to die down. She wipes away a small tear from her watery eyes.

MISS PEACH isn't sure what is so funny.

MRS. PEACOCK picks up her empty cocktail glass and tries to sip the residue at the bottom.

MRS. PEACOCK furrows her brow.

MISS PEACH blinks slowly and turns around to leave.

The sky feels greyer and heavier around the graveyard. Two freshly set marble obelisks have been placed. Inscribed on the left: Yvette Leanna Ardoise b.1913-d.1932. Inscribed on the right: Olga Gisela Bloom b.1876-d.1932. REVEREND HOSEA GREEN stands at a rough, handmade pulpit for services and memorials. His Bible is open to the book of Wisdom. MRS. CHRISTA SLATE-GREY stands off to the side near a dead tree. COLONEL MICHAEL MUSTARD, MR. RUSTY NAYLOR, MRS. BLANCHE WHITE, MR. REGINALD ASH, and SIR BENDICT BLACK are present.

COL. MUSTARD looks up at the tops of the trees begin to sway and dance in the wind.

RUSTY keeps his watery, sad eyes fixed on Yvette's memorial.

MRS. WHITE sighs deeply, her mind wandering as her eyes meet the door of the CRYPT.

SIR BENEDICT stands up from his wheelchair, putting all his weight onto his cane. He bows his head in reverence. \

MR. ASH stands behind SIR BENEDICT, ready to help him back to his wheelchair if needed.

ADMIRAL KLAUS BLOOM stands in the brush and thicket at the edge of the WOODS. He watches the memorial service from a safe distance. His eyes are red as if he has been crying. He pulls his fingers stressfully through his coarse, curly beard. The croaking of frogs and the buzzing of insects from the nearby LAKE drown out any speaking from REV. GREEN.

From behind ADM. BLOOM, a wrinkled, old hand creeps up over his shoulder.

ADM. BLOOM gasps in fright as he spins around to see who is behind him.

MRS. MARGARET BLACK-BODDY, the long-thought dead sister of HUGH BLACK; mother of JOHN BODDY and BRENDA DOVE, stands in on the property edge of her childhood home. She is dressed immaculately in back chiffon ruffle lace with furs around her shoulders. Long glistening earrings dangle from her lobes. She places a long, boney finger to her lips, instructing ADM. BLOOM to stay quiet.

MRS. BLACK-BODDY moves like a snake as she circles around ADM. BLOOM.

ADM. BLOOM says nothing.

MRS. BLACK-BODDY turns away from ADM. BLOOM and elegantly glides through the woods as easily as she would across a ballroom floor.

MR. THALLO GREEN sits in a deep, low club chair. He is slightly intoxicated. He holds up his empty glass as a WAITER pours a small bit of expensive whiskey into it.

MR. GREEN sniffs the whiskey and takes a slow sip.

The WAITER smiles.

MR. GREEN holds up the glass. The WAITER complies.

MR. GREEN stands up from his deep club chair with a grunt and stumble. He sips down the expensive whiskey, discarding the glass on a random side table on his way over to the CIGAR CABINET.

MR. DANTE EGRET presently enters the room. He spots MR. GREEN and immediately crosses to him.

MR. EGRET smells the whiskey on MR. GREEN's breath.

MR. EGRET sighs in annoyance.

MRS. FRANCINE SILVER enters a honey-pineapple ham on a platter. She puts it down on the table and takes her seat beside FIVEL DOVE.

MRS. SILVER folds her hands on the edge of the table and looks down at her empty plate.

MRS. SILVER pauses for a second and looks up at FIVEL.

FIVEL raises one eyebrow.

FIVEL slams his hands on the table as he stands up and runs upstairs.

MRS. SILVER jumps at the sound of the bedroom door slamming. She quickly closes her eyes.

MRS. SILVER quietly, solemnly, and sadly slices a piece of ham. She scoops a generous portion of mashed potatoes onto the plate before her. She puts a slice of pineapple, a dinner roll, and some mixed vegetables to the side.

With a discontented sigh, MRS. SILVER stands up and picks up the plate. Exits the DINING ROOM.

MRS. SILVER knocks on the door as she opens it. She immediately drops the plate of food to the floor as she takes in the scene before her...

MALCOLM MEADOW-BROOK sits on the edge of the bed changing the bandage on his toe. The nail is black and looks infected. He finishes wrapping the new bandaged around it and lays back on the bed with an angry sigh. He covers his face with his hands and begins to cry. His upper right arm throbs and pulses underneath the tightly wrapped gauze.

With the clicking of his door opening, MALCOLM's crying stops as he defensively sits up. MR. MILES MEADOW-BROOK appears in the doorway with a grim look on his face‌.

MR. MEADOW-BROOK holds up his hand.

MR. MEADOW-BROOK hugs his son back, kissing him gently on the top of his blond head.

MALCOLM tries to loosen his hug from his father but finds MR. MEADOW-BROOK holding him tightly.

MALCOLM swallows hard.

MR. MEADOW-BROOK keeps his grip on MALCOLM and turns him around towards the door. He pushes and releases MALCOLM. The SOLDIERS each take one of his arms as he begins to fight and struggle.

MRS. MEADOW-BROOK slaps her son.

Both SOLDIER react.

The SOLDIERS begin to drag MALCOLM out of his bedroom. He kicks and trashes around. The bandage comes off his toe as the SOLDIERS drag him over the edge of the bedroom's carpet.

MALCOLM pushes back against the SOLDIERS, pushing the one on his left arm against the balcony railing. MR. MEADOW-BROOK and MRS. MEADOW-BROOK exit his bedroom.

MRS. MEADOW-BROOK attempts to come close and stop his struggling.

MALCOLM leans back hard and kicks his mother square in the chin with his right foot.

The marbles cause the SOLDIERS to lose their footing.

The broken glass cuts MALCOLM's bare feet.

MR. MEADOW-BROOK grabs MALCOLM by the ear and assists the SOLDIERS in taking him down the staircase.

MALCOLM kicks and screams the entire way down the staircase as MR. MEADOW-BROOK helps the SOLDIERS take him to the front door where an older man waits.

MALCOLM stops struggling in the presence of the tall, older man. CAPTAIN LEE SKY looks down at MALCOLM and lets out an annoyed, sarcastic laugh.

CAPT. SKY motions for the SOLDIERS to take MALCOLM outside. They do with little resistance from MALCOLM.

MISS VIVIENNE SCARLET sits at the vanity in bedroom combing her hair out. She stops to admire her reflection. She takes a red bow and ties up her hair. There is a gentle timid knock at her door.

MISS SCARLET turns to the door. Uncertain of the visitor, MISS SCARLET crosses the room and opens the door to see MISS PEACH standing in the hallway with her hands clasps awkwardly behind her back.

MISS SCARLET puts her hands on her hips.

MISS SCARLET steps aside and motions for MISS PEACH to come into the bedroom.

MISS PEACH comes in, kicks off her shoes, and plops down on the bed on her stomach. She rests her chin and arms on a random decorative pillow.

MISS SCARLET, caught off guard by MISS PEACH's casualness, slowly sits down on the cushioned bench at the foot of her bed.

MISS PEACH stands up and puts her shoes back on.

MR. GREEN and MR. EGRET enter and are met with the roaring sound of laughter, chatter, slot machine's ringing, dice rattling, and the clicking of ice in cocktail glasses. MS. SARAH GREENFIELD and MR. IGOR O'RANGE stand up from the central poker table. BARON MATHIEU BRONZE remains seating, sweating profusely from the brow. MR. GUISEPPE CELEDON is also seated, he doesn't make eye contact with MR. GREEN.

MR. GREEN straightens his tie and takes out one of the cigars he took from the COCKTAIL LOUNGE. He offers it across the table to MR. O'RANGE.

MR. O'RANGE takes the cigar with a smile. He clips off the end and lights it.

MS. GREENFIELD stacks her chips from the previous winning round.

The DEALER collects the cards and begins to shuffle.

MR. EGRET makes eye contact with MR. GREEN as they move their chips.

MS. GREENFIELD slams her right fist on the tabletop.

MS. GREENFIELD turns her attention to the dealer.

The DEALER begins to pass out the cards.

MS. GREENFIELD looks at MR. GREEN while motioning to his henchman, who make no eye contact whatsoever.

MR. CELADON's eyes fill with tears as he stares at the King of Diamonds and Ace of Spades in his hand.

The DEALER sets down the deck.

The table falls silent.

MR. GREEN stares at MR. O'RANGE for several minutes.

MR. GREEN sets down his cards and pushes his chips forward. MR. O'RANGE looks down at his hand and then over to MS. GREENFIELD.

Everyone reveals their cards. MS. GREENFIELD wins the pot.

MR. JOSEPH PERSIMMON stands on the corner of an alley watching as DR. WALTER RAVEN waddles out of the train and into a taxi.

MR. PERSIMMON crosses the street and approaches the taxi in time to hear DR. RAVEN say:

RUSTY kneels at YVETTE's monument. He is crying into his hands. COL. MUSTARD comes behind him and places a hand tenderly on his shoulder.

RUSTY says nothing.

RUSTY stands up and leaves COL. MUSTARD at YVETTE's gravesite alone.

MISS PEACH enters to see MRS. PEACOCK closing the bottle of pills. She is holding a fresh cocktail in her hand.

MRS. PEACOCK takes a long sip, half emptying the glass in her hand.

MISS PEACH walks across the room and sits down in a leather armchair beside the sofa MRS. PEACOCK is on.

MRS. WHITE crosses from the KITCHEN to the mail table near the FRONT DOOR. She sees a letter addresses to her and excitedly snatches it.

MRS. WHITE quickly looks around. Once she sees the coast is clear she tears into the envelope and reads the contents.

MRS. WHITE closes the letter and brings it to her chest. She closes her eyes and sighs with contentment.

MRS. WHITE folds up the letter into the envelope and tucks it into her apron pocket. She struts back towards the KITCHEN.

DR. ANDREA ORCHID turns on a bright lamp and illuminates the room. PROFESSOR VICTOR PLUM sees a den-turned-lab before his eyes. Beakers, bottles, herbs, oils, jars, scales, hotplates, and unopened crates greet his eager eyes.

PROF. PLUM indicates the lab equipment.

MRS. PEACOCK sits alone on the sofa with the pain pill bottle open in her hand. She pours out four into her palm. She pops them into her mouth and chases them down with the remainder of her cocktail. She closes the lid on the bottle as COL. MUSTARD enters the room.

MRS. PEACOCK points to her foot with a melted icepack limply laying over it.

COL. MUSTARD grabs a bottle of scotch from the shelf and plops down on the couch next to MRS. PEACOCK.

COL. MUSTARD opens the scotch and takes a swig. He offers it to MRS. PEACOCK. She takes it and takes a long drink.

MRS. PEACOCK begins to laugh.

MRS. PEACOCK leans forward and kisses COL. MUSTARD on the lips.

MRS. PEACOCK grabs COL. MUSTARD by the lapels and pulls him close.

COL. MUSTARD grabs the scotch bottle and takes a swig for courage.

MRS. PEACOCK begins to unbutton the front of her blouse.

COL. MUSTARD pushes his hands past hers and finishes tearing the blouse open. Buttons scatter on the BILLIARD ROOM floor. COL. MUSTARD helps MRS. PEACOCK to her feet and turns her around to the pool table. COL. MUSTARD picks up MRS. PEACOCK and lays her on her back on the pool table. He begins to unbutton his pants.

COL. MUSTARD begins to thrust inside of MRS. PEACOCK.

MRS. PEACOCK moans in passion as COL. MUSTARD grabs her legs and begins to roughly pick up the pace. The billiard balls rock back and forth as COL. MUSTARD pushes against the table in sync with MRS. PEACOCK's screams of delight.