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Delano hotel, 9am next day
Lori: *knocks on door*
Doris: *opens door, smiles* She's here! Henry, she's here! *grabs Lori's arm, drags her in* So have you thought about our offer?
Lori: I have.
Inside hotel room
Lori: *looks around* Nice room.
Doris: *smiling* Only the best for Henry.
Henry: *walks over* Ah, Lori my dear. So nice of you to stop by. Drink?
Lori: No thank you.
Henry: Oh come now. It's gracious to accept a drink from your host. *walks around bar, grabs cup* Have you thought about what we spoke about?
Lori: Yes.
Henry: And?
Lori: I came here to tell you that I'm going to have to decline.
Henry: *lifts eyes*
Doris: *looks at Lori*
Henry: Doris, give us a minute.
Doris: *walks into bathroom, shuts door*
Henry: Lori, I'm not sure what lies my son has been spinning around in your head but you don't have to cater to his wishes.
Lori: It wasn't his decision, it was mine.
Henry: *walks over, lifts glass* Have a drink and reconsider. Please.
Lori: My answer is no.
Henry: ...Such a shame. *lowers eyes* You're so beautiful and experienced.
Lori: *grabs glass, places it on table* How exactly does a judge become a pimp?
Henry: *smiles* You make it seem like I'm some sort of monster.
Lori: You don't see yourself that way.
Henry: Sweetie, monsters are figments of society's imagination. They want to label what they don't understand. Just like the Communists or the Nazis.
Lori: *lifts brow*
Henry: I'm simply trying to make our lives better.
Lori: By selling my body for money.
Henry: You don't honestly see your body as some sort of temple, do you?
Lori: I think you're missing the point. I don't want to be used so you can retire on some island somewhere.
Henry: You'll get a cut. Say...5%?
Lori: Goodbye, Mister Finch. *turns around*
Henry: *grabs Lori's arm, spins her around* My son owes me a significant amount of money for all the trouble I went through for him. If I can't have his money, I'll have his wife.
Lori: *stares at Henry*
Henry: *shoves Lori against wall, rips at her dress*
Lori: UGH! *lifts arm*
Henry: *twists Lori's arm*
Lori: *screams*
Doris: *runs over* What are you doing!
Henry: Get out! This doesn't concern you!
Doris: *grabs Henry's arm* Get off of her!
Henry: *shoves Doris*
Doris: *falls against bed*
Henry: *looks at Lori, squeezes her neck*
Lori: *winces*
Doris: *picks up phone, dials*
Henry: DORIS! GET BACK IN THE BATHROOM!
Doris: *places phone up to ear*
Henry: *slams Lori's head against wall*
Lori: *grabs at Henry's arm*
Henry: *squeezes tighter*
Lori: *closes eyes*
Doris: *drops phone* You're killing her! *runs over* Let her go!
Henry: SHUT UP!
Doris: Please stop! Henr-
Henry: *slams fist across Doris' face*
Doris: *falls against bar*
Bottles break
Henry: *drags Lori across floor* We're going!
Doris: *holds face*
Henry: GET UP!
Doris: *stands, holds head* Where are we going?
Henry: Get the car. I'll tell you when we get downstairs.
Inside car, road
Doris: *looks into backseat* Is she alive?
Henry: Of course she's alive. I told the clerk on the way out that she had too much to drink.
Doris: Scotty's going to wonder where she went.
Henry: Don't worry about Scott. He's not as smart as I am.
Doris: But he owns his own compa-
Henry: No one's smarter than I am, Doris. Not him, not you and not the bitch in the back. Understand?
Doris: Yes.
Henry: We need to find a place to stash her.
Doris: Why don't we let her go? On the side of the road somewhere.
Henry: No.
Doris: I'm sure she won't say anything.
Henry: *throws flask* Have a drink.
Doris: *looks down at flask* But I stopped drinking.
Henry: No you didn't.
Doris: I don't want to drink anymore, Henry. I hurt too many people.
Henry: Stop being so dramatic.
Doris: But I did. I was a dreadful mother.
Henry: Our kids were bad kids. That's it.
Doris: My Scotty was a good boy.
Henry: Then why did he disregard everything we taught him?
Doris: Maybe what we were teaching him wasn't always the right thing.
Henry: That's ridiculous. I'm a perfect role model.
Doris: *nods*
Undisclosed location, basement, 8pm
Lori: *lowers head, tugs leg*
Henry: Don't bother. That chain was expensive and I swallowed the key.
Lori: Congratulations. Let me go.
Henry: I don't think so. You'd just run off to the police.
Lori: Exactly, you freak.
Henry: *places thumb on Lori's cheek* I understand what Scott sees in you. He's always been attracted to strong women.
Lori: *stares at Henry*
Henry: I would have liked for him to find a nice young girl who conforms easily.
Lori: Like your wife?
Henry: *kneels* Women shouldn't be equals. It's just not right.
Lori: Do you know how stupid you sound?
Henry: *swings hand across Lori's face*
Lori: *winces*
Henry: *stands, walks away*
Lori: *hugs arms, looks up at window*
Miami PD, 11pm
Tom: *opens folder*
Scott: *walks over* She's gone.
Tom: *lifts head*
Scott: Lori didn't come home.
Tom: Maybe she's just out.
Scott: She didn't pick up the kids, I had to grab Steph and Dom after the school called. She's missing.
Tom: Calm down.
Steph: *steps over, grabs Scott's hand* Daddy, Dom got water all over the bench.
Scott: *stares at Tom*
Tom: Have a seat, tell me what happened.
Scott: *pulls out chair, sits* Steph, go play with Dom.
Steph: But the bench is wet.
Tom: Here, why don't you come sit with me. I think I have some paper you can doodle on.
Steph: *smiles* YAY! *runs over, jumps onto Tom's lap*
Tom: *pulls paper over, gives pen to Steph*
Steph: *scribbles*
Scott: She was supposed to tell my parents that she was declining their job offer.
Tom: And when was this?
Scott: This morning. They were staying at the Delano hotel.
Tom: PD got a 9-1-1 call there this morning but they didn't find anyone. Is her vehicle still there?
Scott: Yes.
Tom: And you didn't touch anything.
Scott: No.
Tom: Come back tomorrow morning, you can file a report.
Scott: ...Are you kidding me?
Tom: No. It's protocol.
Scott: ...This is Lori we're talking about.
Tom: *stares at Scott*
Scott: Don't you care?
Tom: ...Which room were they staying at?
Scott: I'm not sure.
Tom: *rubs eyes* I'll speak to Horatio, I think he's still around. Someone might be working the case.
Scott: Thank you.
Tom: Take your kids home and get some rest.
Scott: Steph, let's go.
Steph: But I wanna stay with Tommy.
Scott: *stands* We're going home. *grabs Steph's hand*
Steph: *jumps down*
Scott: *looks at Tom* My father's a murderer, Tom.
Tom: *nods*
Scott: *walks away*
Tom: *closes folder*
TBC............................