:D0200 (D) - TIME CODE: 02:00 /en14/ After the prelude ends, EVELYN moves into the D area. She carries a portable cassette tape-recorder for her interviews. She starts getting ready now. EVELYN Testing, one-two-three . . . testing one-two-three . . . testing, testing . . . She rewinds and turns on the machine. EVELYN (on the machine) "Testing, one-two-three . . . testing one-two-three . . . testing, testing" . . . She's ready to go; she keeps the machine on. EVELYN Notes for the radio special on the Brodey wedding . . . the mood is expectant here and I presume we'll be starting soon now. It's a crowd I haven't figured out yet, whether they're here as genuine friends of the Brodeys or as social gossip-mongers. Of course, this is a by-invitation-only affair but when it comes to the marriage of her daughter, Mrs. Brodey has the social style to invite anyone, and I mean anyone, of prominence in this community. Still, one wonders what people really think about being here, given the shadow that still covers the beautiful Brodey mansion overlooking the city -- that will cover the family and its affairs until the issue of Dr. Brodey's death, and his wife's possible involvement in that tragedy, is finally settled. Mrs. Brodey, of course, has been out of jail on bail for some months now, waiting for a ruling on her appeal. The twin brother of the late doctor, Justin Brodey, took on the case, of course, and he's a criminal lawyer second to none. Interestingly enough, he's attending the wedding tonight. I've yet to see Mrs. Brodey or the bride, Trudy Brodey, but the groom -- if I recognize him by the photos that have appeared in the paper -- is wandering around in a state of absolute calm. Note to myself: this isn't going to be an easy program -- don't do your usual last minute job! Call David tonight, in fact, at home and beg, plead, flirt, do whatever it takes to get enough lead time to edit this thing together right. There's a story here beyond the wedding, I can smell it, and it'd be grand to be able to hint at it and scoop the smartasses at city desk. The McMenamin brothers have made Edgefield something of an instituion for very special weddings. And it's going to be a night to remember, it looks like, people milling about, chatting, enjoying themselves. But I get a definite sense that people are wondering "what's going to happen next." There's an aire of expectancy in the air. She turns off the machine, rewinds just a little bit and plays it back to make sure it's working. EVELYN (on machine) "--definite sense that people are wondering what's going to happen next.' There's an aire of expectancy in the air." Christ, don't use an aire in the air!, or the city desk slobs will really ridicule you. She shuts off the machine. She sees Susanne Wheeler in the area. TIME CODE : 03:30. /en9/ ?"Continue" ?"Bookmark" ?"Exit" :"Continue" Continue