the coffee table and pushes it against the couch. He rolls Mr. Bauer onto the couch and throws a blanket over him. He pushes the coffee table back into position, turns the TV on with the remote, and sits in the recliner beside the couch, tucking the buck knife into one of the recliner’s side pockets.
J. RIEGER : Hey, Aunt Chrissy.
C. BAUER : Jer-e-my!
[pause]
Ah! Look at Tommy! How did you get him to cut his hair! Ah! I love it!
A dark-haired man of average height and weight follows Ms. Bauer into the living room. They are obviously intoxicated.
J. RIEGER : Who’s this?
C. BAUER : Say howdy, Pete.
PETE : Howdy, Pete.
Ms. Bauer and Pete laugh. Mr. Rieger shuts off the TV . Ms. Bauer struggles to lift Mr. Bauer’s head onto her lap as she sits down.
PETE : I thought we were going to party, Chris.
C. BAUER : Look at my baby. Isn’t he handsome? Oh, he’s such a sweet boy.
PETE : Come on, Chris.
C. BAUER : Just sixteen years ago, he was sliding into the world –
VHS 2
Title:
SHE’S A LADY
Date:
04-04-1993
Duration:
00:58:10
[00:00:00]
Paulina Mazenkowski, a late-teens Caucasian female with long blond hair, poses with her arms raised in front of her parents’ two-storey home at 1492 Empress Drive.
PAULINA MAZENKOWSKI : Welcome to the freak show.
Ms. Mazenkowski opens the front door. The camera follows her, panning the living room. Screaming can be heard. The camera points down at the floral area rug. Something shatters and heavy thuds can be heard.
J. RIEGER : Someone’s being killed in your basement.
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Relax. That’s just Mom and Dad.
J. RIEGER : They’re fighting?
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Ignore them.
J. RIEGER : Should we hide the knives and guns?
[00:01:14]
Ms. Mazenkowski sits at her vanity table applying her makeup. The camera focuses on the bed’s white wooden canopy covered with gauzy curtains, plastic butterflies, and roses.
J. RIEGER : Wow.
P. MAZENKOWSKI : I know. Mom was supposed to give birth to a doll and got me instead.
Someone pounds on the door. Ms. Mazenkowski continues applying her mascara.
P. MAZENKOWSKI : I’m busy, Daddy. Go away.
MR. MAZENKOWSKI : Who’s in there with you?
P. MAZENKOWSKI : No one.
MR. MAZENKOWSKI : Then whose car is in our driveway? Don’t lie to me! What are you doing?
P. MAZENKOWSKI : I’m fucking the football team, Daddy.
MR. MAZENKOWSKI : You fucking slut! Whoring around like –
J. RIEGER : Do you want me to take care of him?
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Don’t bother. He’ll pass out in a few minutes.
[00:02:29]
Ms. Mazenkowski sits nude on a chair at a desk in a hotel room. She practises scales on her flute.
J. RIEGER : I’m dating a band geek.
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Don’t knock it. My parole officer eats this shit up.
J. RIEGER : Is that all he eats?
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Turn that fucking thing off.
[00:03:19]
Ms. Mazenkowski stands naked with her hands on her hips.
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Did you turn the camera on?
J. RIEGER : Relax, babe, I grabbed a condom.
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Jeremy.
[pause]
You know what? Never mind. I’m outta here.
Ms. Mazenkowski begins to dress.
J. RIEGER : Come on, Paulina –
P. MAZENKOWSKI : I said I’d leave if you turned the camera on and what do you do? You fucking turn it on.
J. RIEGER : I’d really like you to stay.
Mr. Rieger moves toward Ms. Mazenkowski who kicks Mr. Rieger in the shins.
J. RIEGER : Paulie! Come on!
P. MAZENKOWSKI : Bye, Jer.
[00:04:02]
Mr. Rieger is outside, crouching down behind a tree. He holds a semi-automatic paintball gun and wears a protective mask. He lifts his finger.
J. RIEGER : Be vewy quiet. We’re hunting wabbit.
[00:04:14]
A blurry figure is visible through dense brush.
UNIDENTIFIED MALE : Guys!
[pause]
Not funny, guys! Jer? Snickering and laughing can be heard.
[00:04:34]
Rusty Letourneau, a Caucasian male in his late teens/early twenties with a heavy build and shoulder-length dark hair, holds the leashes of two large, barking German shepherds. He holds