INT. CHURCH — MORNING

               Sunlight floods through the windows onto the perfect wedding.
               Dick pulls Jane to him, she kisses him carefully.  They walk
               back down the aisle.  Dick smiles like a lottery winner and
               Jane makes eye contact with guests.

               INT. WEDDING RECEPTION DICK AND JANE — AFTERNOON

               Guests mix and mingle.  Dick follows Jane like a puppy.  Jane
               turns and whispers to Dick.  He looks hurt and turns to the
               bar.  Jane steps into a back area and pulls a cell phone from
               her purse and hits the speed dial.

                                   JANE
                         Hello, Mother.  It’s already over.

                                   JANE’S MOTHER
                         Your father was subpoenaed
                         yesterday.

                                   JANE
                         He’s just my step father and you
                         could have come anyway.

                                   JANE’S MOTHER
                         It’s a federal investigation.

                                   JANE
                         That will take years, this was my
                         wedding.

                                   JANE’S MOTHER
                         It won’t be your last.

                                   JANE
                         Dick’s got a lot of potential; he
                         wants to take care of me.  He
                         stands up for me.

                                   JANE’S MOTHER
                         Does he stand up to you?

               (Beat) Jane says nothing and smolders.

                                   JANE’S MOTHER (CONT’D)
                         Then he’s just a servant.

                                   JANE
                         But he loves me.

                                   JANE’S MOTHER
                         Love doesn’t suit women like us.

                                   JANE
                         I still love you, Mother.

               Jane snaps the phone shut, pastes on her party face and flows
               back into the reception.