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VERONICA
VOICEOVER: Previously on Veronica Mars…
All
scenes are from the pilot. Veronica watches Duncan’s
table at school.
VERONICA
VOICEOVER: I used to sit there. The only reason
I was allowed past the velvet ropes was Duncan Kane.
He used to be my boyfriend.
Duncan
and a long haired Veronica walk down the school
hallway. Lilly washes a car at the pep squad car
wash.
LILLY:
I’ve got a secret, a good one.
Veronica
kneels in front of Duncan at the Kane residence
the night of Lilly’s murder.
VERONICA:
Duncan, what happened?
Duncan
is completely unresponsive. Veronica looks around
and then back at Duncan.
VERONICA:
Where’s Lilly?
Veronica
runs out to the pool and sees Lilly’s body. Keith
is there too.
VERONICA
VOICEOVER: But you already know how this part of
the story ends. The murder of Lilly Kane. And that
bungling local sheriff you heard about was my dad.
Cut
to Veronica entering Mars Investigations.
CLIFF:
[offscreen] Your dad’s out tracking down bail jumpers
half the time…
Cut
to Veronica and Cliff in the office.
CLIFF:
…and yet somehow all the cases that come in here
still get handled. How is that?
Quick
flashes of: Veronica on the phone, Veronica in her
car, working the camcorder and with a long lens
camera. Cut back to Veronica at the office.
VERONICA:
We’re efficient.
End
previously.
EXT
– NEPTUNE HIGH SCHOOL – DAY.
Students
fast forward about the school grounds.
INT
– NEPTUNE HIGH SCHOOL – CONTINUING.
Veronica
is opening her locker as Wallace looks on.
WALLACE:
Another big Friday night. You got plans?
VERONICA:
I don’t know. I might take Backup for a run or rent
a movie maybe.
WALLACE:
Congratulations. You’re officially Neptune High’s
most boring person.
VERONICA:
Did I mention the movie might be PG-13?
WALLACE:
Ow! Jump back wild child.
VERONICA:
What about you, Wallace? Your life still a non-stop
Nelly video?
WALLACE:
Hey, at least I want my life to be a non-stop Nelly
video.
VERONICA:
What do you propose?
WALLACE:
This.
[102/0122.jpg]As
Veronica closes her locker, Wallace produces a pink
sheet of paper with the word “Blowout” on it and
a number of symbols. They walk down the hall together.
WALLACE:
I found this on the floor in gym.
VERONICA:
You want to crash an 09er party?
WALLACE:
Maybe. I don’t know what an 09er is.
VERONICA:
It’s someone who lives in the prestigious 90909
zip code.
WALLACE:
Look. You can’t even tell who’s put on it. You don’t
know when it starts, where it is or nothing.
VERONICA:
That’s ‘cause it’s all in code. The moon tells you
it starts when it gets dark…
WALLACE:
Ah.
VERONICA:
…the hourglass indicates sand which means it’s the
beach…
EXT
– NEPTUNE HIGH SCHOOL – CONTINUING.
They
exit the school and head for the car park.
VERONICA:
…the Ks and the 9s tell you it’s more specifically
Dog Beach.
WALLACE:
And the little eggs?
VERONICA:
Friday. It’s in code so undesirables, which by the
way is you and me, don’t show up.
WALLACE:
How do you know all this?
VERONICA:
‘Cause I used to be one of them.
EXT
– DOG BEACH – NIGHT.
Music:
"Word Up" by Korn.
LYRICS:
Yo, pretty ladies around the world, gotta a weird
thing to show you
So
tell all the boys and girls, tell your brother,
your sister and your momma too
We're
about to go down and you know just what to do
Wave
your hands in the air like you don't care, glide
by the people as they start to look and stare
Do
your dance, do your dance, do your dance quick,
mom
Now
c'mon baby tell me what's the word, now, word up
(ahh ahh)
Everybody
say when you hear the call you got to get it under
way
Word
up (ahh ahh), it's the call, word
No
matter where you say it, you know that you'll be
heard
Now
while you suck DJs who think you're blind
There's
got to be a reason and we know the reason why
You
try to put on those airs and act real cool
But
you got to realize that you're acting like fools
If
there's music, we can use it, be free to dance
We
don't have the time for psychological romance
No
romance, no romance, no romance for me, mom
C'mon
baby tell me what's the word, now, word up (ahh
ahh)
Everybody
say when you hear the call you got to get it under
way
Word
up (ahh ahh), it's the call, word
No
matter where you say it, you know that you'll be
heard (woo!)
Word
up (ahh ahh), everybody say
When
you hear the call you got to get it under way
[102/0153.jpg]Word
up (ahh ahh), it's the call, word
No
matter where you say it, you know that you'll be
heard
Word
up (ahh ahh), everybody say
When
you hear the call you got to get it under way
Word
up (ahh ahh), it's the call, word
No
matter where you say it, you know that you'll be
heard
The
party is centred on a bonfire. Drink flows. Duncan
is in his car, surveying the party in the company
of Troy Vandegraff.
TROY:
What do you say, dog? You ready to get this party
started? You ready to burn this mother down. Up,
jump… the boogie.
Duncan
laughs.
DUNCAN:
My plan? And I haven’t worked this out entirely
yet so bear with me, was to...
Duncan
holds his hands up to the roof of the car.
DUNCAN:
Raise the roof.
TROY:
See that is so you, man, Mr. Old School.
DUNCAN:
Me Old School? You’re the one who wanted to come
down and get jiggy wid’ it.
TROY:
Yeah.
DUNCAN:
So, uh, wanna go meet the locals or what?
TROY:
As long as they’re humble, god-fearing, salt of
the earth types.
DUNCAN:
Every last one.
They
get out of the car to head for the party. Logan
is already there, sitting on the hood of a car.
With him is a vacuous blonde, Caitlin, leaning against
the car, between his legs. Logan bends down to coo.
LOGAN:
Nah, I think you look great in pink.
Logan
spots Duncan as Duncan and Troy get near the bonfire
and pick up some drinks.
LOGAN:
Yo, D!
Duncan
and Logan slap hands.
LOGAN:
Hey, who’s your date, man?
DUNCAN:
Oh…
CAITLIN:
It’s Troy Vandegraff. His father’s the architect
who built the County Museum.
Logan's
impressed.
LOGAN:
Oh. Well aren’t you the little social columnist.
DUNCAN:
Troy, this is Logan.
Troy
and Logan shake hands.
TROY:
Hey man.
LOGAN:
Wassup?
DUNCAN:
I guess you already know Caitlin.
TROY:
Yeah, from the marina, right?
CAITLIN:
So aren’t you supposed to be going back east for
school?
TROY:
Change of plans. The parents decided they were going
to stay in So. Cal. so I am enrolling here on Monday.
CAITLIN:
Yay.
LOGAN:
Well, lucky us, huh?
[102/0313.jpg]Logan
laughs and kisses the top of Caitlin’s head.
DUNCAN:
So how’s the party doing, may I ask?
A
commotion starts up behind them. Weevil, Felix and
a couple of other bikers are heading through the
party towards the fire. Included amongst them is
Weevil’s cousin, Chardo. Felix starts messing with
some of the girls who are dancing.
FELIX:
Whoa, huh. Like this, huh? Just like this.
The
girls push him away.
FELIX:
What? Time for s’mores?
Weevil
grabs a beer. Logan hops down off the hood of the
car to go face to face with Weevil as the biker
comments on the beer to Felix.
WEEVIL:
This is the good stuff. Ymmm.
He
turns to Logan.
WEEVIL:
Is this imported?
LOGAN:
It’s a private party, man.
WEEVIL:
Oh, oh, is it? I-I-I’m sorry. I must have been confused.
Hey, l-let me ask you something. Have I ever asked
if you if I could come play through at Torrey Pines?
Have you ever run into me surfing down at Cape Crescent?
Bro’? Huh? Have you ever even once come home to
find us throwing the kegger in your backyard? No?
Then what the hell do you think you are doing on
our beach?
LOGAN:
Am I supposed to apologise? Am I supposed to shake
in my boots?
WEEVIL:
Maybe.
LOGAN:
Look around you, man. It ain’t fifteen on four tonight.
Hey Caitlin. Baby you’ve been to my house a bunch,
right?
CAITLIN:
Yep
LOGAN:
It’s nice, right? It’s clean, well-kept…
CAITLIN:
Very
LOGAN:
Yeah. You wanna know why? It’s because Weevil’s
grandma keeps it that way.
The
party crowd woo-hoos at the point scored although
Weevil seems to think otherwise and takes it in
his stride.
[102/0415.jpg]LOGAN:
She-she is a good little worker, your grandma, yeah,
spick and span.
WEEVIL:
Ummm.
Chardo
pushes through to the front with a hard laugh.
CHARDO:
Yeah. It’s a tough job, you know. Grandma says you
go through a box of tissue a day. Your room alone.
LOGAN:
[laughing] I know, what can I say? She’s a very
sexy lady. Thank you.
The
face-off is interrupted by the sound of the siren
from the sheriff’s car. He broadcasts.
LAMB:
This is the Sheriff’s Department. I want your ID’s
out and everyone remain where you are.
Everyone
scatters. Lamb puts down the microphone.
DEPUTY
SACKS: We…gonna go after them?
LAMB:
No. Let’s get out, get the kegs. Tell the guys cook-out
at my place tomorrow night.
End
music: "Word Up" by Korn.
INT
– NAVARRO RESIDENCE- DAY.
Weevil
and Chardo are playing an American football video
game on the TV and two smaller children are running
about. The little boy blocks Weevil’s view, giving
his cousin an advantage.
CHARDO:
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah. Stay right there, stay right
there.
WEEVIL:
Move your ass little man, come on.
There’s
banging at the front door.
LAMB:
Sheriff’s Department. Open up.
MRS.
NAVARRO: What did you boys do?
CHARDO:
Don’t worry about it Grandma, we’ll handle it, all
right?
MRS.
NAVARRO: Oh dear!
She
stands back as Weevil and Chardo get the door. Sheriff
Lamb is there with Deputy Sacks.
WEEVIL:
I guess you busted all those rich kids already,
huh?
Lamb
gives Sacks his orders.
LAMB:
Go in.
Sacks
walks past Weevil and Chardo and enters the house
as Lamb addresses them.
LAMB:
Boys.
He
holds up a warrant so they and Mrs. Navarro can
see it.
LAMB:
Letitia Navarro, I got a warrant for your arrest.
You need to come with us.
Weevil
and Chardo complain simultaneously.
WEEVIL:
Oh, come on. What’s your problem, officer? If you
want me, be a man about it, bro.
CHARDO:
You’re crazy. Where you gonna take her, huh? What
are the charges?
LAMB:
Credit card fraud.
Lamb
walks out leaving Sacks to escort a stunned Mrs.
Navarro.
MRS.
NAVARRO: [breathlessly] Well, I…
WEEVIL:
Credit ca-?
[102/0540.jpg]EXT
– NAVARRO RESIDENCE- DAY.
Weevil
follows Lamb outside. The others follow behind.
WEEVIL:
She doesn’t even have any credit cards, man!
LAMB:
Not in her own name, no.
Lamb
turns back to get in Weevil’s face.
LAMB:
But somebody took credit card offers out of the
Echolls family trash. They opened up accounts. They
rang up charges. You heard anything about that?
Weevil
turns to look at Chardo who shakes his head.
LAMB:
Hey! Nah, I didn’t think so. ‘Cause it would take
a major league loser to let a sweet old lady like
that do his time for him.
Lamb
slaps the warrant onto Weevil’s chest and turns
to get into his vehicle. Weevil looks back at the
children, watching from the top of the steps. He
addresses Chardo.
WEEVIL:
Get them inside, man.
INT
– MARS INVESTIGATIONS – DAY.
Veronica
is at her desk in the main office. The door to Keith’s
office is open and Cliff McCormack is with him.
Veronica is listening.
CLIFF:
Listen to this list of charges to the card – half
dozen video games, limo rides, Magic Mountain tickets,
motorcycle gear.
Cliff
hands the list to Keith.
CLIFF:
It goes on like that. I sincerely doubt my client,
Mrs. Navarro, suddenly decides to steal from the
Echolls after ten years of loyal service just so
she can get herself a new piercing from Puddy Tats.
Veronica
has in the meantime walked to the door to Keith’s
office and is leaning against it.
KEITH:
It’s gotta be the kid, Eli Navarro.
[102/0651.jpg]He
addresses Veronica.
KEITH:
What do they call him?
VERONICA:
Weevil.
CLIFF:
Oh, clearly it’s Weevil. Lamb doesn’t even believe
it’s Mrs. Navarro but the P.O. Box where the merchandise
was sent is in her name plus she was wearing a diamond
pendant purchased with one of the phoney cards.
VERONICA:
Lamb could have set Weevil up, he hates him you
know.
KEITH:
Honey, I started picking up Eli Navarro when he
was twelve.
VERONICA:
He just helped me out of a jam recently, that’s
all.
CLIFF:
Look, I’m sure he’s a real mensch but I’ve got a
grandma in jail and I’d really like to get her out.
KEITH:
We’ll dive in, thanks Cliff.
They
shake hands and Cliff leaves. Keith beckons Veronica
into his office.
KEITH:
Honey, he goes to your school. You mind taking point
on this for a few days at least. I’m working on
something.
VERONICA:
I’ll see what I can find.
Veronica
picks up the list and reads.
EXT
– NAVARRO RESIDENCE- NIGHT..
Veronica
pulls up outside Weevil’s house. As she voiceovers,
she gets out of the car and walks over to examine
Weevil’s bike, parked in the street.
VERONICA
VOICEOVER: The trouble with befriending the leader
of a motorcycle gang is that at the end of the day,
he’s still the leader of a motorcycle gang. And
as much as I’d like to believe differently, I doubt
it’s his grandmother who’s buying video games and
paying for new motorcycle paint jobs.
WEEVIL:
[offscreen] I’ve hospitalised people for less than
what you’re doing right now.
Veronica
looks up to see Weevil coming out of the house.
[102/0811.jpg]VERONICA:
What? Admiring your paint job?
WEEVIL:
I know what you’re doing and admiring my paint job
isn’t it.
VERONICA:
I’m just following up on a few things for the lawyer
who’s representing your grandma.
WEEVIL:
Yeah, I met the guy. He says I should confess.
VERONICA:
Do you think you will?
WEEVIL:
I’ve got nothing to say to you, man.
VERONICA:
Weevil, your grandma’s in jail.
WEEVIL:
Oh, ar-are you reminding me ‘cause I almost forgot.
VERONICA:
I’m just saying with your reputation, you can’t
blame McCormack for thinking that-
WEEVIL:
My reputation? Oh, well, then I guess what everybody
says about you is true too, huh? That you, you like
it a little freaky, don’t you? That you spy on Duncan
Kane. That you send him pictures of yourself. Be
honest, Veronica. You think you’re this big outsider,
but, push comes to shove, you’re still one of them.
You still think like one of them. Take off. I don’t
want you around here.
Weevil
turns his back on her and returns to the house.
Opening
credits.
INT
– DINER – DAY.
Music:
Unknown. Keith and Veronica are sitting in a booth.
The counter is behind them and the entrance beyond
that. Veronica has a cap on and is writing in a
notebook. Keith is eating breakfast and looking
at the newspaper.
KEITH:
Are you gonna wear that cap inside? At the table?
VERONICA:
Do you think I’m offending someone? In here?
KEITH:
Simple etiquette, that’s all.
Veronica
ruefully removes her cap. Sheriff Lamb and Deputy
Sacks enter the diner. Lamb spots the Mars's. He
heads for their table for some sport while Sacks
stays up at the counter.
LAMB:
Well look who’s here.
Lamb
invites himself to join them, sitting next to Veronica.
LAMB:
Ahhhh. If it isn’t my predecessor and mentor. How’s
the dirty picture biz, boss?
Keith
slides his newspaper closer to Lamb.
KEITH:
Looks like it’s better than being sheriff, actually.
Yeah, you got a killer on the loose, Lamb.
Keith
reads from the article.
KEITH:
"In a daring daylight escape, Ray Lee Hampstead,
denied bail earlier this week after his arrest for
manslaughter, broke out the back windshield of a
Balboa County’s Sheriff’s Department cruiser and
fled on foot."
LAMB:
Meeks and Johnson lost him. I think those are two
guys you hired.
Keith
turns to his daughter.
KEITH:
You hear that, honey? That’s leadership.
He
looks back at the sheriff.
KEITH:
Way to stand up on your own two feet, Lamb and say,
"hey, the buck stoooops..."
Keith
sweeps his hand out, pointing into the distance.
KEITH:
"...there."
LAMB:
You know what’s coming up? October 3rd. Are you
doing anything special to mark the one year anniversary
of Lilly Kane’s murder? Got it. Dress like a sheriff
and crucify some poor, grieving father, just for
old time’s sake, you know?
KEITH:
Tell me again how you solved the crime of the century.
Now, wait a minute, I remember, I remember. An anonymous
tip leads you to the supposed killer’s houseboat.
Did anybody show up to collect the $100,000 reward
for that information? Do’ya find that strange?
LAMB:
No. What about your theory? Jake Kane murders his
own daughter. We’ve got an eyewitness and phone
records that have him nowhere near the house. And
all the Kanes in fact were accounted for at the
time of the murder.
[102/1047.jpg]Keith
just smiles. Veronica, following the conversation
throughout, looks at her father with both concern
and interest.
LAMB:
Hmm?
Lamb
bends his ear forward.
LAMB:
What’s that? Nothing to say to that, right?
Keith
continues to grin. Lamb calls out to his deputy.
LAMB:
Sacks, we got our order ready?
Sacks
holds up a bag in an affirmative response and Lamb
gets up from the table.
KEITH:
Good luck with that fugitive, Don.
VERONICA:
Smell ya, later.
Lamb
gives her a vaguely irritated look as he exits the
diner.
KEITH:
Smell ya later?
Veronica
packs up her books and puts her cap back on.
VERONICA:
I gotta run. The counsellor wants to see me before
class.
KEITH:
About what?
VERONICA:
Uh, my schedule and my attitude, not necessarily
in that order. Her words.
Veronica
kisses her father and leaves. End music: Unknown.
INT
– NEPTUNE HIGH SCHOOL, ADMINISTRATION OFFICE – DAY.
Veronica
leaves the counsellor’s office and heads for the
main counter. Troy Vandegraff is also waiting at
the counter and checks her out. Veronica glances
at him briefly.
TROY:
[in fake British accent] Giv’ us a smile, luv.
OFFICE
WORKER: [offscreen] Troy Vandegraff.
Troy
grins at a smiling Veronica and heads for the counsellor’s
office. Veronica collects a slip from the counter
and turns to leave, running into Wallace on his
way in.
VERONICA:
What are you doing in here?
WALLACE:
Oh, hey. I signed up for diving but there were only
like four people in the class so they cancelled
it, stuck me in here. So, don’t you mess with me,
all right? I’m an office aide.
VERONICA:
That’s great!
WALLACE:
Yeah, for who?
VERONICA:
For me. I need you to copy all of Weevil’s attendance
records from this past month and get them to me.
WALLACE:
Do I look like James Bond to you?
VERONICA:
Am I asking you to retrieve a nuclear warhead? No.
Just copy the attendance records. It’s cake. Facile.
Wallace
nods and smiles as Veronica leaves.
INT
– NEPTUNE HIGH SCHOOL, JOURNALISM CLASSROOM – DAY.
Veronica
enters. There is a notice on the door: “Student
Publications – Ms Dent.” Mallory Dent is bent over
a central table, speaking to one of the students.
MALLORY:
…why don’t you bring the caption down? See how it
looks.
STUDENT:
Okay.
Mallory
spots Veronica.
MALLORY:
Can I help you with something?
VERONICA:
Ah, yeah. The counsellor stuck me in here.
Mallory
approaches her. Veronica hands over some papers
and the slip she received at the administration
office.
VERONICA:
She says I’m disconnected and passionless.
In
the background, Caitlin is at one of the cubicles
that line the walls around the central desk. She
looks over at Mallory.
[102/1236.jpg]CAITLIN:
Miss Dent?
MALLORY:
Caitlin?
CAITLIN:
I’m gonna go down to the gym to talk to people for
the student poll.
MALLORY:
Be back by the end of the period. And remember that
we are a multicultural school with a diverse population
of students from a wide range of socio-economic
backgrounds.
CAITLIN:
Meaning?
MALLORY:
Meaning don’t just interview your friends.
Caitlin
sighs loudly and rolls her eyes before departing.
MALLORY:
So, Veronica, welcome to newspaper class.
VERONICA:
I was thinking maybe I could just take pictures?
MALLORY:
Well, I’m not sure if you could just do that but
we can start you there. Do you have any experience
with a camera?
VERONICA:
Yeah. Some.
Cut
to moments later. Mallory brings out a camera from
one of the cupboards.
MALLORY:
This is a 35mm camera. Now, my suggestion as you’re
starting out is just to set it on auto and that
way you-
VERONICA:
I’d really be more comfortable if I could just use
my own camera.
Veronica
pulls a serious camera out of her bag.
[102/1332.jpg]VERONICA:
Um, the swivel LCD really comes in handy when you’re
doing overhead shooting or ground level macro-shooting.
MALLORY:
[bemused] Right.
VERONICA:
The optical zoom actually goes up to 71.2mm and
it’s good to have the raw file option because you
can mess with the images post-exposure without nearly
the loss of image quality you’d get with a JPEG
file.
MALLORY:
And…when it’s dark outside, you should-you should
use a flash.
They
both laugh and Mallory puts the simple camera back
in the cupboard.
MALLORY:
I have your first assignment. Are you free after
school tomorrow?
VERONICA:
I guess.
MALLORY:
We’re doing a feature on Bodie Chang, you know him?
VERONICA:
Surfer. Up until 20 minutes ago, I was in study
hall with him.
MALLORY:
That’s the guy. So he’s winning all these competitions.
He’s got another one up at Gold Coast. Let me introduce
you to the guy who’s doing the story.
Mallory
leads Veronica to the end of the classroom, to another
of the cubicles. Mallory leans over partition.
MALLORY:
Duncan Kane, this is Veronica.
Mallory
is oblivious to the discomfort of each of them.
MALLORY:
Veronica’s going to be taking pictures tomorrow
and I arranged for you to ride with Bodie’s parents.
DUNCAN:
No, I’ll drive.
MALLORY:
Great, maybe Veronica can-
VERONICA:
I can drive too.
MALLORY:
Okay. Oil crisis be damned.
Veronica
sees Wallace in the doorway. He indicates that he
has the attendance records.
EXT
– NEPTUNE HIGH SCHOOL, LUNCH AREA – DAY.
Wallace
and Veronica are on their own at one of the tables.
Veronica is going through the records.
[102/1428.jpg]VERONICA:
Look at this. Half of these credit card purchases
are online orders and the ones that were made on
school days were made between 11am and 12pm. That’s
fourth period.
WALLACE:
Yeah, you realise don’t you that this guy you’re
trying to help out duct taped me butt naked to a
flagpole just last week.
VERONICA:
Man, you really hold a grudge.
WALLACE:
Yeah, I’m funny that way. [tetchy] Hey you’re welcome
for those records.
VERONICA:
Wallace, King Kong ain’t got nothin’ on you.
WALLACE:
How you know?
Wallace
laughs.
VERONICA:
But think about this. How can a guy who, according
to these records, was in autoshop seven of the eight
days these purchases were made, manage to make online
orders?
WALLACE:
Aren’t you supposed to be trying to prove he did
it? So you can get his grandma out of jail.
VERONICA:
But it’s impossible. There’s no internet connection
in autoshop.
WALLACE:
It can’t be hard for him to just slip out of there.
VERONICA:
Seven times?
Wallace
sees the point.
INT
– MARS INVESTIGATIONS – DAY.
Veronica
| 
Questione
di fiducia
La belle vie à crédit
Da crédito a quién se lo merece
Ehre, wem Ehre gebührt
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