Chris Hansen Caught Another One

FADE IN:

STONE PHILLIPS

A warning, some of what you are about

to see and hear is explicit.

INT. KITCHEN – CONDO – NIGHT

ABIGAIL enters. She looks around the modern kitchen, impressed with the digs. She walks by the stove, running her fingers along the steel surface. She stops in front of the fridge. She studies the LCD screen on the door.

CHRIS HANSEN enters wearing a black sports jacket over a brown turtleneck carrying a small stack of papers.

CHRIS HANSEN

That’s a pretty impressive fridge,

isn’t it?

Abigail turns to him and nods.

ABIGAIL

Yeah, is that a control panel or

an actual TV?

Chris posts up next to the center island. Abigail eyes him with intense sexual interest. He places the papers down on the countertop.

CHRIS HANSEN

(motions to a

 bar stool)

Why don’t you go ahead and have

a seat?

Abigail climbs onto the bar stool opposite Chris. She places a plastic bag and her handbag on the counter. Her legs dangle, too short to reach the rung on the stool.

CHRIS HANSEN

So what brings you over here tonight?

ABIGAIL

We made a date.

CHRIS HANSEN

So you’re here to see me?

ABIGAIL 

Yeah.

CHRIS HANSEN

What’s in the bag?

Abigail pushes the plastic bag down towards the table revealing a bottle of wine.

CHRIS HANSEN

I see you brought wine. For our date?

ABIGAIL

(exhales)

Yes…

          CHRIS HANSEN

Would you like some sweet tea?

          ABIGAIL

I want some wine.

CHRIS HANSEN

(puts his hand

 up)

We’ll get to that in a minute.

(gestures towards

 her)

And you even got dressed up for the

evening.

ABIGAIL

Yeah… you have to look good for a

first date.

CHRIS HANSEN

What color panties are you wearing?

ABIGAIL

Red.

CHRIS HANSEN

Just like the panties you said you’d

wear tonight. I have the transcripts

right here.

Abigail eyes the papers he places his finger on, noticing his well-manicured fingernails.

                        ABIGAIL

You printed our chat?

(smiles)

It was pretty freaky…

CHRIS HANSEN

 (reads)

‘What color panties do you want me to

wear?’ ‘Oh, I don’t know… red’ ‘Ok,

I’ll wear red.’ ‘Red panties or thongs?’ ‘Panties. I’m over thongs.’

He peers at Abigail.

CHRIS HANSEN

So you wanna explain yourself?

ABIGAIL

Explain what? We made plans to hook up!

CHRIS HANSEN

(raises his eyebrows)

You think that’s ok?

He straightens up putting his left arm across his chest and his right hand on his chin.

                        CHRIS HANSEN

…for two people to make this sort

of arrangement over the internet?

ABIGAIL

Two consenting adults.

CHRIS HANSEN

You say you want to,

(reads)

‘blank my blank while I blank in your

blank.’ That’s what you mean when you

say ‘hook up’?

ABIGAIL

Yeah that’s what’s people usually do.

CHRIS HANSEN 

So you’ve done this before?

ABIGAIL

Uh-huh.

CHRIS HANSEN

What’s the oldest man you’ve ever been

with?

ABIGAIL

48.

CHRIS HANSEN

48. And in our chat you said you’re 30

years old.

ABIGAIL

Yeah, I am.

CHRIS HANSEN

I’m 52.

ABIGAIL

You look good for your age.

     (winks)

His eyebrows climb even higher on his forehead.

CHRIS HANSEN

48 year olds, 52 year olds, these are

the men you go after on the internet?

ABIGAIL

Yeah. They know what they’re doing at

that age.

CHRIS HANSEN

Oh, I’d say you know what you’re doing.

You’re online, luring middle-aged men.

                        ABIGAIL

I didn’t lure-

CHRIS HANSEN

 (reads)

‘I bet you’d be amazing at’ slang for

oral sex. You wrote that.

ABIGAIL

Yeah… What, you don’t do that? Cause this

aint gonna work if you don't do that.

CHRIS HANSEN

Did you bring condoms?

ABIGAIL

Yes.

CHRIS HANSEN

Did you bring toys?

ABIGAIL

Toys?

CHRIS HANSEN

Yes, sex toys. Here you say,

(points at the page,

 reads)

‘sex can be extra exciting if we use

toys while you blank me.’

(makes eye contact

 with her)
And then you go on to explain in explicit detail how wet things will get.

Abigail shrugs in admission.

CHRIS HANSEN

You use words like ‘waterfalls’,

‘shower’, ‘hose’ to explain what

you’re capable of and how I could

bring you to

(reads)

‘heights of ecstasy’.

ABIGAIL

Yeah, but-

CHRIS HANSEN

What do you have to say for yourself?

ABIGAIL

We can just talk for now.

CHRIS HANSEN

Talk.

(nods)

So why would you bring condoms and toys

if you say you just want to talk?

He crosses his hands.

ABIGAIL

We can talk for now, but that’s not all

I came over here for. I mean, if you

changed your mind, let me know now.

CHRIS HANSEN

Before we get to that, there’s something

you should know. You’re on Dateline NBC.

ABIGAIL

I know. I hit you up on Dateline because

I wanted a date. That’s what you go on

Dateline for.

CHRIS HANSEN

And what made you contact me?

ABIGAIL

Your profile pic. Very handsome. And those

turtlenecks you wear! Yum!

CHRIS HANSEN

Oh, I know you like turtlenecks because

here you say,

(looks at chat log)

you really like the turtlenecks I wear

and wondered if I had a turtleneck that

I couldn’t take off.

ABIGAIL

(bites her bottom lip)

Oh yeah…

CHRIS HANSEN

I don’t think you were referring to my wardrobe. What did you mean by that?

ABIGAIL

I wanted to know if you were cut or not.

Chris places both palms on the countertop and leans in, his shoulders hunched forward.

CHRIS HANSEN

Now tell me, do you think that’s an

appropriate question to ask someone

you want to have sex with?

Abigail shoots the camera a “Jim Halpert” glance. When she looks back at him, Chris shows her printouts of pornographic photos.

CHRIS HANSEN

Did you send these?

Abigail examines the printouts of her lady-parts. She nods and slides the paper back across the countertop to him.

                        CHRIS HANSEN

Why would you do that? Help me

understand.

ABIGAIL

We were sexting, Chris.

CHRIS HANSEN

Sexting.

(nods)

Abigail never takes her eyes off him. She leans back on the stool and reaches into her front hip pocket. She takes out her cell phone.

ABIGAIL

I still have the pics you sent me.

CHRIS HANSEN

Well,

(pause)

If there’s anything else you’d like

to say, now would be time. Otherwise

we’re free to go to the bedroom at

any time.

Abigail winks at the camera. Chris takes off his sports jacket and drops it on the floor as he walks out the kitchen. She hops off the bar stool and follows him out.

ABIGAIL

Tell me the truth, how many times

have you read our chat?

Chris doesn’t answer. He’s pulling his turtleneck off over his head.

ABIGAIL

Will Stone Phillips be here?

FADE OUT.