The continuation of the Serial Suspense Screenplay "Intervention" by Terry L. Raun. To read this from the beginning go HERE.

               INT. LIVING ROOM WHERE THE BAR IS -- MOMENTS LATER

               Dick is pouring his own first scotch and takes a hit.

                                   JANE
                         Dick...honey...can you forgive
                         me?

                                   DICK
                         You're forgiven, but I'm still a
                         bit disappointed about the guys
                         you have been boning.  I feel bad
                         for them.

                                   JANE
                         I explained, don't you believe
                         me?

                                   DICK
                         Never again.  Your lips move, you
                         are lying... Or just blowing
                         someone.

               Jane sees that this strategy isn't going to buy her time.

               INT. ALEX'S CAR -- MOMENTS LATER

               In a traffic jam, Alex frantically dials Jane's house on
               the phone; she gets the voice mail.  She tries again, same
               result.

               INT. DICK AND JANE'S HOUSE - THE BAR -- MOMENTS LATER

               Jane walks to the bar and sits by Dick casually.

                                   JANE
                         So, what now?

                                   DICK
                         I get the house and Sara.  You
                         get some alimony and unlike you,
                         maybe I don't fuck the Senator
                         over.

                                   JANE
                         There must be something we can
                         do.

                                   DICK
                         You pick, divorce or divorce.

                                   JANE
                         How about if I give you equal
                         power; we have one child that
                         makes you happy; we could...have
                         another.

                                   DICK
                         You don't want to fix us, you
                         want a way out.

               Jane sees Dick's certainty in the mirror.

                                   JANE
                         At least you are finally drinking
                         like a man.

               Dick takes one more drink, his hand shutters and he slams
               the glass on the bar.  The Shards cut his hand.

                                   DICK
                         You ARE your mother, aren't you?

               Jane is emotionally wounded until she sees the blood.  She
               takes Dick's hand and the blood rubs off on her.  Jane
               kisses his hand and erotically rubs the wound against her
               cheek.

               Her hand lashes out and slaps Dick viciously across his
               cheek.

               Dick recoils.  Jane chases and slaps him again.

                                   JANE
                         Why couldn't you do it the easy
                         way?

                                   DICK
                         What the hell are you doing?

               Jane rains blows on Dick.  He fends her off, as much as he
               can.  She never really connects, but he is losing patience.

                                   DICK (CONT'D)
                         Stop it, or I'll call the police.

                                   JANE
                         Do it, bitch.  Don't be such a
                         pussy.  DO IT!

               Dick picks up the phone.  She watches, breathing heavy.  He
               dials each number slowly.  The phone rings.  Jane grabs the
               phone and throws it against the wall.

                                   JANE (CONT'D)
                         Now, that gives me a better idea.

               Jane runs to the display case and pulls out Dick's prized
               autographed baseball bat.  She swings it at a glass
               cabinet.  The glass explodes.  Dick's reflection fractures
               too.

               Jane reaches into the cabinet and pulls out a huge shard of
               glass.  Staring at Dick, she slowly, deeply cuts her arm.

               He is transfixed.  She takes the glass shard and holds it
               like a knife.  She tries to stab him.  In an instant,
               Dick's hand flashes up and grabs her wrist.  Enraged, he
               lifts Jane up and her feet dangle.  She struggles, but he
               holds her in the air.

                                   DICK
                         Let go now!

                                   JANE
                         NO!

                                   DICK
                         I swear to God, you drop it or
                         I'll break your wrist.

               He starts to twist her arm and her face contorts in pain.
               For a moment, they are both just flat out surprised.

                                   DICK (CONT'D)
                         Drop it, now.

               Jane refuses and Dick slaps her face with his other hand.
               The glass drops to the floor and shatters.

               Jane looks at her face in the wall mirror and sees the welt
               and slap marks.  Her eyes light up with twisted joy.

                                   JANE
                         Now, THAT turns me on.

               She looks coldly into Dick's eyes, calculates for a second,
               and then puts on a perfect victim face and cries.

                                   JANE (CONT'D)
                         Oh Dick, how could you beat me?

               Jane picks up a portable phone and speed dials 911.

                                   OPERATOR
                         What is your emergency?

                                   JANE
                         Help.  Oh God, Dick, NO, please
                         don't kill me.  Please don't hurt
                         me more, OH GOD, Dick, don't hurt
                         the baby.

 To read the suspense screenplay "Intervention" from the Beginning go HERE