turtle- the westing game

OTIS- foul play suspected in paper barons death!

it all began with sunset towers

NORTHUP- it was meant for you

who does that house belong to? it looks haunted

NORTHRUP- i've still got the knack for it

hey look, our names are already on the mail boxes

ANGELA- that's not so strange

but they're engraved

CROW- we all have our secrets

can you figure out who will win it all in the westing game?

DOUG- he made me skip track practice twice last week to hand out flyers

look! look! there's smoke! there's smoke coming from the chimney of the westing house!

OTIS- ix-nay you don't want an ick-kay in the in-shay from the omboy-tay

sandy, do you think old mr. westings up there?

SANDY- maybe it's those kids again.

what kids, sandy?

OTIS- he weren't hardly in the house a minute when he came tearing out like he was being chased by a ghost or worse. and now...

what happened to him?

OTIS- poor kid all that pain and suffering for a dollar bet

make it two dollars for each minute i stay in there, and you're on.

DOUG- you chicken out

i will not, doug hoo. turtle wexler has never chickened out of anything.

DOUG- we'll meet here at midnight, all right, kid?

i'm not a kid, doug hoo, and you better be ready to spend a long night waiting

DOUG- see you tonight.

and that's how it began- with a dare and a bet. doug and i went about our day, doing chores and homework, little knowing that that halloween night would change all of our lives forever.

ANGELA- no i was just surprised to see smoke coming from the westing chimney

mom can you rebraid my hair for me before tonight?

GRACE- i don't know why you insist on making yourself so ugly

it's no sillier than a wedding dress. besides nobody gets married anymore, and if they do, they don't wear silly wedding dresses. and who would want to marry that stuck-up, know-it-all, marshmallow-face Dr. denton—

THEO- come hang out with me in the kitchen while i get dinner ready.

the halloween moon was full that night as the creepy witch, TR wexler, flew across the sky on her broomstick. she struck fear into the hearts of everyone who heard her wicked laughter. ha ha ha ha ha... where is doug hoo?

DOUG- boo!

ack!

DOUG- ugh you brat!

you scared me

DOUG- go on! you're losing precious money-making time.

who opened the doors?

DOUG- ghosts who are out to revenge themselves on mean little brats who kick shins

there are no such things as ghosts, doug hoo. besides, all you have to do is speak friendly like to them. i'm not scared. i'm not scared.

DOUG- hurry up

this is TR wexler, coming to you live from inside the westing mansion... see there's nothing to be afraid of in here, just some cobwebs and creaky stairs... no ghosts or purple waves... what's that? is someone there?

what's this? a note? "if i am found dead in bed..."

DOUG- here comes the little 'fraidy cat now.

listen to this, Mr. i-never-believe-anything!!

PODCASTER- his estate is estimated to be worth over $200 million.

two hundred million dollars!

DOUG- but my dad—

shhh!

PODCASTER- that was your daily financial podcast for november 1st. for westingtown public radio. I'm terry filbert.

that's it.

DOUG- yeah maybe you screamed him to death.

tease me all you want, doug hoo. i stayed in that house for 12 minutes, which means you each owe me 24 dollars.

OTIS- i gotta go make some deliveries.

you better, otis amber. or you'll get a kick in the shin you'll never forget.

ANGELA- look turtle it has started to snow

hey!

DENTON- grace you look lovely as ever. turtle.

hello denty. i didn't know this was a pajama party.

PLUM- who dares to play the westing game?

game? what game?

OTIS- now aren't you glad i made you come?

shhhh

DENTON- nun?

angela since when have u been a nun?

PLUM- each pair in attendance has now received a check for the sum of $10,000

all right!

FORD- and we'll play the game just as sam westing would have played it. mean!

haven't you memorized them yet?

FLORA- yes i think so but i can't make heads or tails of them.

they make perfect sense to me.

GRACE- i hate getting to a party early but i am not going to miss a trick tonight.

i wish sandy weren't snowed in at home, at least then i'd have someone besides that stupid doug hoo to talk to.

FORD- a bit but i haven't played in years.

mrs. baumbach, i've been thinking: the will said "may god thy gold refine." it means we should refine our gold in the stock market. we need to put money on the stocks the clues point to.

FLORA- i thought we were doused to find the name of the murderer?

that was just to put us off the track.

FLORA- i don't know, turtle... gambling?

it's not gambling; is investing. i know what i'm talking about. i'd do it myself if i was 18 but i can't. you've got to be the one.

FLORA- i'm sure that was in the will

great! we'll add WPP to the list of stocks we're going to buy.

FLORA- i'll bet ten cents it's from the bible

shakespeare. and make our ten dollars.

SYDELLE- and how do you know those words are in the will?

i just remember, that's all.

SYDELLE- if you remember so well, tell me smart comes before that.

i don't know, what?

ANGELA- turtle, do you know what time it is?

it's a quarter to nine, why?

ANGELA- sydelle wait let's think about it

i don't want to share our clues either, mrs. baumbach. i know my way can work. come on, let's go to your apartment and go over those stocks again.

THEO- i won't leave you.

i'm okay angela.

MR HOO- what a mess. what could have caused it?

i think it was a bomb.

FORD- now, we don't know what it was

—there was hissing, then bang, bang, bang—

FLORA- sparks flying all over the place

red sparks, purple sparks.

FORD- sam westing may be dead, but just this once, i will beat him at his own game.

finally, the snow plows cleared a path to sunset towers. and it was about time too. between that lousy doug hoo and my mother, i never wanted to go back to school so much.

GUEST 1- bride-to-be-jitters

hurry up, angela, you're such a poke

GUEST 1- we're fine dear

angela? ANGELA!

THEO- turtle, is angela...?

she'll be okay. the doctor had to take some glass out of her hands. but no stitches. the burn will heal okay.

DENTON- you're just in shock. you're being ridiculous.

why don't you leave her alone already

DENTON- time for you to leave, turtle. visiting hours are over.

i'm not a visitor, i'm a sister. get your germy hands off me.

DENTON- five minutes, you little monster, or i call security on you.

ooh! he's so... i'm sorry. i just wanted to say thanks.

ANGELA- for what?

the fireworks would have gone off in my face if you hadn't pulled the box towards you.

ANGELA- i'm just happy you weren't hurt

ange... why did u do it?

ANGELA- what are you talking—

i know it was you.

ANGELA- that's just—

don't lie. why would you bomb your own party?

ANGELA- do you think mom knows?

no. and she never will, just leave that to me.

FORD- mrs. westing is the answer and she is the one we to protect

mrs. baumbach!

FLORA- over here, turtle.

mrs. baumbach, do you know how to braid hair?

FLORA- my rosalie's was always so fine.

was she pretty, your daughter?

FLORA- all mothers think their children are beautiful

my mother says i looked like a turtle when i was a baby. i still do, i guess, but i don't care. where's your daughter now

FLORA- gone. you know, you've never told me your real name

alice.

FLORA- that's a nice name, alice

listen to this: "the CEO of westing paper products, julian R. eastman, announced today that earnings from all divisions are expected to double the next quarter."

FLORA- that's nice

listen carefully. as soon as you get to the brokers office i want you to sell AMO, sell SEA, sell MT and put all the money in WPP. okay?

FLORA- we'll lose thousands.

trust me.

FLORA- you're the smart one.

my names not really alice

FLORA- would you like me to call you alice?

yeah is that wired

FLORA- not to me alice

well, let's go. you've got that big trade to make.

FLORA- but i haven't finished tying the ribbons

never mind, i like them hanging.

SANDY- tell me where it hurts

my braid

SANDY- you couldn't have done such an awful thing, could you?

i want to see a lawyer.

FORD- i thought you were too smart to commit such a dangerous, destructive and stupid act.

yes ma'am.

FORD- your mother perhaps

no ma'am

SANDY- angela?

no! it was me. just me. no one else!

FORD- turtle, will you give me your word that you will never play with fireworks again

yes ma'am

SANDY- come along now

i never meant to hurt anyone, sandy. and i didn't kill mr. westing.

SANDY- i don't suspect you of that turtle

i don't suspect anyone. i think money is the answer; only the dumb stock market won't play along

SANDY- they can't control everything

sure seems like he can.

SANDY- but he died laughing.

he died laughing. that very profound. sandy, will you stay with me until angela gets home?

SANDY- is my wife's birthday tomorrow.

oh

SANDY- but i'll see you tongue night at the westing house, okay?

okay. bye, sandy.

ANGELA & SYDELLE- amber!

i, turtle wexler confess to those three bombs. I'm sorry, it was a dumb thing to do and I won't do it again. But! I never murdered anybody, ever. your friend, turtle. P.S. To make up for scaring you, I will treat everybody here to an exquisite Chinese cuisine dinner when I win the inheritance

NORTHRUP- there you are, you little troublemaker

look, i already apologized mr. northrup.

NORTHRUP- not to me you didn't. it's my building ain't it!

i'm sorry. it won't happen again.

NORTHRUP- you can bet it won't. I'm here to give your irresponsible mother, a big, fat bill for all the damage you caused, you ugly little brat

fine. give it to her, but get out of my way, you ugly buck toothed bully.

ANGELA- i like your haircut.

thanks. you know, now you have to love me forever

SANDY- you look like a real businesswoman, turtle.

then you should call me TR wexler. it's my business name.

MR HOO- she had a few beers.

hi, mom

PLUM- i guess so

all right, another $10,000!

FLORA- but that's not what i wrote on the receipt...

me neither, but i might as well call myself a financier. i'm spite of the fact the stock market dropped thirty points since we received our $10,000, we have increased our capitol to $11,587.50, an appreciation of 27.8% calculated on an annual basis. in cash.

PLUM- it's what you don't have that counts.

but how much time do we have?

FORD- mr. mcsouthers—

i ate ours.

SIKES- i'll take it from here.

sandy! sandy!

FORD- dead?

no! he can't be dead.

SIKES- i'm sorry young lady. he's gone.

no!

SIKES- if everyone would please remain calm

i don't want to play anymore.