"HANNAH AND HER SISTERS"
As the last credit appears, the song ends in a crescendo and
the screen fades to total black.
Immediately, a new melody begins, an uptempo jazz number, as
a title appears on the screen.
"God, she's beautiful..."
INT. HANNAH'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
A full face of Lee, wearing a gray sweater and leaning against
the dining room doorway. She gazes into the camera with a
half-smile on her face as Elliot speaks over the screen.
God, she's beautiful.
Lee glances over her shoulder, then turns from the doorway
and walks away. The camera follows her, moving across a
book-and-photograph-filled bookshelf that obscures her from
view as she walks into a crowded, comfortable vestibule.
People, some holding drinks, some just entering the apartment,
surround her. Everyone is talking at once, carrying on easy,
She's got the prettiest eyes, and
she looks so sexy in that sweater.
Lee smiles at the various people, exchanging greetings.
Hi, how are you?
Two more guests enter the apartment; the vestibule is full
now. Still walking, Lee lightly hugs one of the children as
she continues on her way towards the living room. Elliot's
voice, as well as the jazzy music, is heard.
I just want to be alone with her and
hold her and kiss her...
Lee walks into the living room, turning her head back for a
moment to talk to the child she has just hugged.
...and tell her how much I love her
and take care of her. Stop it, you
idiot. She's your wife's sister.
But I can't help it.
The camera is still moving with Lee as she smiles and stops
to chat with her mother. Elliot's voice, as well as the
music, continues over the low din of warm conversation.
I'm consumed by her. It's been months
now. I dream about her. I- I, I
think about her at the office. Oh,
What am I gonna do?
Lee starts to walk off again, finishing her conversation
with her mother. She passes several other guests, then turns
to greet April, giving her a warm, brief hug.
I hear myself mooning over you, and
it's disgusting. Before, when she...
Elliot's voice-over continues as he is actually seen, standing
in a doorway having a conversation with a gesturing, rotund
man. Both are holding drinks as Lee, carrying a tray of
hors d'oeuvres and two drinks, walks between them. The space
is very tight; the men hold up their drinks to make room for
...squeezed past me in the doorway,
and I smelled that perfume on the
back of her neck...
Elliot watches Lee walk off; the other man, oblivious,
continues to talk. Elliot reluctantly returns to the
conversation, but he can't help turning his head to gaze at
the offscreen Lee as the other man chatters on.
...Jesus, I, I thought I was gonna
The camera resumes following a smiling Lee. She has just
put down the tray and drinks near April, and briskly and
obliviously, she walks past a doorway where Elliot, still
ruminating, watches her, entranced.
You're a dignified financial advisor.
It doesn't look good for you to swoon.
The camera stays with Elliot, who is still watching the
offscreen Lee. In the background, guests continue to chatter
warmly with each other.
Hannah, carrying a tray of hors d'oeuvres, walks up behind
the distracted Elliot.
(nibbling on an hors
(rubbing his shoulder)
Elliot returns from his reveries with a start.
(turning to Hannah)
(pointing to the tray)
Have you tried these? These are
Holly and her friend made them.
Elliot, taking one of the hors d'oeuvres, starts nibbling as
well as he and Hannah walk past the bookshelf into the living
Aren't they great?
Your sister is an unbelievable cook.
I know! I know!
Elliot and Hannah, eating and talking, walk past a hallway
and offscreen as Holly appears, walking down the hallway.
She holds a drink and a plate of hors d'oeuvres; she stands
at the entrance to the hallway, eating and looking at the
She has all the cooking talent.
No, she doesn't, either. You've got
tons as well.
Ohhh, but I've eaten five of these.
Holly, standing in the hallway onscreen, swallows loudly.
Holly, why don't you open your own
(turning to the
offscreen Elliot and
Hannah, trying to
Mmm, we practically are. Well...
(holding her hand to
not a restaurant, but...
April and I are going to do some
What? You're kidding!
No, no, we decided!
Holly takes a sip of her drink as Hannah and Elliot walk
over to her.
(nodding and swallowing)
Mmm...I mean, we love to cook for
our friends, so
we thought until an acting job comes
through, we could just make some
extra money, you know, doing a few
That's where your talent lies.
(swallowing and nodding)
Holly and Hannah begin to laugh.
(gesturing to Elliot,
Get outta here.
Could I speak to you privately?
Holly and Hannah walk off; Elliot watches them leave.
(calling after them
as he nibbles on an
I'm her husband! She tells me
INT. HANNAH'S KITCHEN - NIGHT
Hannah, licking her fingers, walks past a memo-cluttered
refrigerator to the stove as Holly, behind her, begins to
speak. The faint sounds of music are still heard.
Hannah, I have to borrow some more
(sipping her drink)
Don't get upset.
(stirring some food
in a saucepan on the
Mmm, I never get upset over that.
This is the last time, I promise.
And I'm keeping strict accounts.
As Holly talks, sipping her drink, Hannah busily works in
the kitchen, which contains a large center table stacked
with bowls and plates of food, hanging pots and pans, and
general party clutter. She walks on-and-offscreen as she
talks and listens to her sister.
Holly, please. Don't insult me.
(putting her empty
glass and plate down
on the table)
Someday, I'll pay it all back.
I know. H-how much do you need?
Two thousand dollars.
Hannah, who'd been mashing some food in a bowl on a nearby
counter, hesitates momentarily. She turns to Holly.
(trying to nod her
(gesturing, her back
to the camera)
Hannah, I know it's a lot, but my
friend April and I, we have this
catering idea I think's going to be
Hannah, licking her fingers, walks past Holly.
(turning to face Hannah)
You admit that we're great cooks,
(nodding, back at the
stove now, stirring
in a pot)
(putting her hands in
Well, in order to get started, there's
just a few things I have to buy...
and some old debts I have outstanding.
(looking at her sister)
Will you just tell me one thing?
Are we talking about cocaine again?
(shaking her head no)
I swear. I swear. We've already
got some requests to do a few dinner
A timer goes off. Hannah walks past Holly to attend to some
food on a different stove. Holly turns to face her. Only
Holly is seen as she talks to the offscreen Hannah, the camera
moving in closer on her face. As Holly speaks, she
distractedly nibbles an hors d'oeuvre. In the background,
her parents can be heard singing in the living room.
I mean, obviously, I'm not going to
be a caterer forever, you know. We
both still go to auditions. Something
could turn up at any moment. But
the parties are at night, days are
free, I can still take my acting
class. I haven't done drugs on a
Holly pops another hors d'oeuvre into her mouth as the
background singing gets louder and the film cuts to:
INT. HANNAH'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
The living room is crowded with family and guests sitting
comfortably on chairs near the piano, where Evan, Hannah's
father, plays "Bewitched" as Hannah's mother, Norma, sits
nearby, accompanying him in their duet. A child is sprawled
out under a blanket on a sofa; some guests chatter quietly;
others drink and eat, listening.
EVAN & NORMA
"A whimpering, simpering Child again
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered
As they continue to sing, the film cuts back to the kitchen,
where Lee, carrying some glasses, enters through the doorway.
Mom and Dad are floating down memory
Lee walks over to her sisters, putting the glasses down on a
counter. Hannah is scooping seeds out of a cantaloupe. Holly,
leaning on the table, sips her drink. The music from the
living room is softly heard as the three sisters chat
comfortably and easily with each other.
(smiling and turning
Aah... Hey, have you tried Holly and
her friend's shrimp puffs?
(nodding to Holly,
touching her arm)
I think they're fantastic.
You've outdone yourself.
Oh, my God. Thank you.
I need an antihistamine. Mom thinks
she's feeling her asthma, and so...
...before she starts turning into
Yeah, Mom's Camille when she gets up
in the morning.
(turning to Holly)
At least she isn't drinking. Did
(turning to look at
her sisters, laughing)
Doesn't she look great in that new
The sisters all talk at once; Hannah is still working at the
Don't you think she does?
She really does, though.
(turning towards the
Yeah, she knows it, too, 'cause she's
flirting with all the men here.
(puffing on her
(scooping out some
Maybe when she's eighty, she'll stop
straightening her garter belt when
there's a guy around.
(to Lee, laughing)
I should get a garter belt.
(looking down at
Get a garter belt...
(sipping her drink)
Get a garter belt and flirt.
(laughing, to Hannah)
Where are the antihistamines?
Oh, I don-- Ask Elliot for that.
Uh, he's got them somewhere.
Lee leaves the kitchen. Holly, puffing on her cigarette,
watches her go.
Frederick didn't come with her.
(turning to Holly,
still working at the
When does Frederick ever come with
Tch. He's such an angry... he's
such a depressive. I thought she
was moving out!
Hannah shakes her head in disapproval while Holly angrily
takes another sip of her drink.
And the film cuts briefly back to the living room, where
Evan is still playing the piano and singing. The camera
moves past him and a few guests to Norma, who is
enthusiastically singing along, looking at Evan and moving
EVAN & NORMA
"A pill he is But still he is All
mine and I'll Keep him until he is
INT. HANNAH'S DINING ROOM - NIGHT
The table is beautifully set for Thanksgiving dinner, complete
with candles, flowers, cut crystal, china, and silver.
Hannah's children are playing in the room as Hannah enters,
carrying a huge roast turkey. Behind her is Holly, carrying
a casserole. Hannah's parents can still be heard singing in
(to the children)
Watch out, you guys. Beep-beep!
Oh, your kids are so adorable.
(walking through the
(putting down her
bowl on the table)
God, it gets so lonely on the
(setting down the
turkey on the opposite
end of the table)
Oh, gosh. Well, you know, that's
why I invited Phil Gammage tonight.
As the sisters talk, the piano music stops. There's the
sound of light applause as Evan begins a new song, faintly
heard in the dining room.
It's, uh, you never know--
He's such a loser!
He's not a loser at all!
(shaking her head)
Oh, he's such a loser!
a set of candles on
He's the headmaster of Daisy's school.
Oh, perfect! He reminds me of Ichabod
(moving her hand up
and down her throat)
His Adam's apple keeps jumping up
and down whenever he gets excited.
Listen. He's a lot better than your
ex-husband. He's got a good job.
(handing a pack of
matches to Holly)
Would you light those, please? He's-
he's-he's not a dope addict or
(striking a match to
light another set of
Give me a break.
Am I interrupting...
The film cuts to April, standing in the doorway of the dining
room and holding a drink.
...any sister talk?
The camera moves with April as she walks over to the table,
where Hannah and Holly are lighting candles.
Come in, come in.
...because there are no interesting
single men at this party!
out her match)
I know. It's terrible!
(shaking her head)
I mean, I've looked everywhere.
(picking at the turkey
Maybe April would like Phil. Phil
Gammage, the tall guy in there by
Holly groans, looking at her sister, while April sips her
drink and nods.
(pointing to herself)
Hm-mm. Oh, yeah. I met Phil.
(looking at April,
He's the--He looks like Ichabod Crane?
Hannah screams with laughter as she walks toward the end of
the table, past a gleeful Holly, who points her finger at
Hannah as she passes. Hannah, still laughing, playfully
pushes the accusing finger away.
(laughing with the
I love that. That's my type.
(shaking her head,
I can't believe it!
She walks over to a nearby china cabinet.
(nodding and looking
No, really, I really like him a lot.
No, really, we mustn't get
As Holly continues to tease her sister, Hannah opens a drawer
in the cabinet. She takes out two apples decorated with
paper turkey heads and tails and hands them to April.
(fussing at the table)
Hannah will invite some men over who
don't look like Ichabod Crane.
April starts to put the turkey apples on the table. A bemused
Hannah takes two more out of the cabinet and places one of
them on the table as well.
(straightening a table
Not this Thanksgiving, you know.
(overlapping, to April,
who has just set
down her apples)
Here. Be careful with those.
Maybe at Christmas, New Year's. If
not this New Year's, maybe next New
While Holly is talking, Hannah hands her the last turkey
apple, accidentally sticking her with one of the toothpicks
that keeps the decorations in place.
(turning to her sister
The film cuts to a short hallway leading to a bathroom in
Hannah's apartment. In the foreground is a standing lamp.
In the background, Elliot is seen walking inside the bathroom,
looking around the room. Light piano music is dimly heard.
Must be here someplace.
He walks out of the bathroom, moving down the hallway towards
Oh, you know, I, I love that book
you lent me. The Easter Parade?
You were right. It had very special
meaning for me.
How's Frederick? He didn't come.
Elliot walks into the bedroom as Lee continues to talk
offscreen. The camera, leaving Elliot, moves across the
room, past a wall of framed paintings, a headboard and bed,
a night table and lamp, revealing Lee. She is flipping through
a book by a curtained window.
Oh, well, you know Frederick. One
of his moods. Although it wasn't a
bad week. He
uh, sold a picture.
The camera stays with Lee as she walks around the room, past
another curtained window, a television set, and a rolltop
desk. She absently flips through the book as she talks to
the offscreen Elliot.
Yeah, it was, it was one of his better
drawings, a very beautiful nude study.
Actually, it was of me.
It's funny, you know, it's a funny
feeling to know you're being hung
naked in some stranger's living room.
Lee puts the book she's been holding down on the desk, only
to pick up another one. She looks at the offscreen Elliot.
Well, you can't tell it's me, although--
You're turning all red, Elliot.
She reacts. The camera moves to a blushing Elliot, following
him now as he walks across the room.
Really? So, so, what else? Wh-
what are you up to?
Oh, I don't know. My unemployment
checks are running out. Um, I was
thinking of taking some courses at
Columbia with the last of my savings.
As Lee speaks, Elliot parts a hanging curtain against the
wall to reveal a stereo and some records. He looks at the
I don't know exactly.
As Elliot reaches inside the stereo shelf, grabbing a bottle
of antihistamines, the camera moves back to Lee, who sits
down on the bed. She is still holding a book.
Uh, sociology, psychology maybe. I
always thought I might like to work
Elliot walks over to Lee; he sits down on a footstool in
front of her.
(gesturing with the
bottle of pills
gripped in his hand)
Incidentally, I-I always have clients
who are furnishing places. Some of
them might-might be interested in
buying art. Shall I, shall I call
(taking the bottle of
pills Elliot hands
You know, uh, Frederick would really
by grateful for a sale.
She chuckles; Elliot smiles and chuckles with her.
Hey, you guys?
Elliot turns in the direction of his wife's voice.
Hannah, eating a carrot stick, enters the bedroom. The camera
stays with her momentarily as she walks towards Elliot and
You look so beautiful.
(standing by Elliot
Doesn't she look pretty?
I bumped into your...
...ex-husband on the street the other
(biting her carrot)
He was, he's just as crazy as ever.
He was on his way to get a blood
God, Mickey's such a hypochondriac.
I wonder how he'd handle it if there
was ever anything really wrong with
Let's go have dinner, shall we?
INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT
Everyone is seated around the table for Thanksgiving dinner.
Facing the camera are Holly, Lee, Norma, and Hannah. She
sits to the left of Elliot, who's at the head of the table.
On his right is Evan; April sits next to him. She and the
other guests sit with their backs to the screen. The table
overflows with food, floral decorations, and candles. In
the background, the children sit at a separate table; a maid
serves them turkey. The guests chatter comfortably among
themselves as they eat.
(clanking a piece of
his water glass)
Now, ladies and gentlemen...
(making a face)
Evan continues to clank his glass to get everyone's attention.
(reacting, to Holly)
Resigned, Holly puts down her silverware. Lee smothers a
laugh. Norma, reacting, glances at Holly and Lee. Everyone
knows what's coming.
...this is a toast! This is a toast.
(reaching across the
table for Evan's
wine glass, laughing)
Get his wine away.
This is a toast. You know this
beautiful Thanksgiving dinner was
Holly laughs. Lee glances over to her, reacting. Hannah,
embarrassed, reacts and sits with her hands on her face.
Lee and the rest of the guests put down their silverware.
They look at Evan, listening.
...prepared... by Hannah.
Hannah, embarrassed, makes a victory sign.
(modestly pointing to
Uh, and a little help...
Lee and Holly try to suppress their laughter. Norma glares
(to her daughters)
...from Mavis, also.
Elliot wraps his arm around Hannah; he pulls her towards him
affectionately and kisses her on the cheek. She hugs him
down the table while
still in Elliot's
Holly and April, thanks for helping.
Mavis the maid exits, carrying some trays, as the group starts
to cheer and applaud. Holly waves her napkin at April, then
holds up her wine glass.
(overlapping the noise)
No, you did it.
I am... I did slave all day.
out his wine glass)
And we drink to her, and we all
congratulate her on her wonderful
accomplishment during this last
year... her great success in A Doll's
The group continues to cheer as they all toast Hannah. She
reacts, smiling but embarrassed.
I played Nora. I hate to tell you
The guests, sipping their wine, quiet down as Norma continues
to speak. Lee and Holly unsuccessfully try to contain their
laughter. Mavis reenters the dining room to serve more food
to the children.
And it's very difficult to behave
like Torvald's little chipmunk without
making a perfect ass out of yourself!
(pausing while the
guests laugh heartily)
Now I think that Ibsen would have
been damn proud of our Hannah!
Norma toasts her daughter; everyone follows her. The applause
and cheers begin anew. Hannah, reacting, chuckles.
applause and clapping
Speech! Speech! Speech!
A few guests sip their wine. They all quiet down as Hannah
starts her speech, glancing around the table and gesturing.
I don't know about that. Oh, no, I
just, see, I-I've been very, very
lucky. W-when I had the kids, I
decided to stop working and just,
you know, devote myself to having
the family, and I've been very, very
(banging her fists
lightly on the table)
But... I've always secretly hoped
that maybe some little gem would
come along and tempt me back on the
...just for a second. So, now I got
that out of my system and I can go
back to the thing that makes me
Hannah tenderly takes Elliot's hand as she looks around the
table. He, in turn, kneads her shoulder, chuckling with
Oh, bravo! Bravo!
Hannah, still embarrassed, looks down at a plate. The group
applauds once more, toasting and drinking, and warmly sounding
"We all had a terrific time."
Classical string music plays as the film cuts to:
EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - NIGHT
A taxi moves down Broadway towards the camera, passing a
truck on the right, the Winter Garden marquee advertising
Cats, and several buildings, and as the taxi moves offscreen,
the classical music still playing, the movie cuts to the
taxi's backseat. Lee sits by the window, leaning her head
in her hand, a reflective look on her face. Her voice is
heard over the screen.
Is it my imagination, or does Elliot
have a little crush on me?
It's funny. I've had that thought
before. He pays a lot of attention
to me all the time, and he blushed
tonight when we were alone in the
bedroom. I wonder if he and Hannah
are happy? It's funny, I... I still
feel a little buzz from his flirting.
INT. FREDERICK'S LOFT - NIGHT
Lee stirs a cup of coffee on the counter of the loft's modern
kitchen area; a nearby vase hold flowers. She walks across
the loft, with its high ceilings and beige walls, holding
(to an offscreen
Want some coffee or tea?
No, thank you.
Lee continues to walk, past a modern chaise, a bookcase,
some sofas, two columns. Lamps hang down from the ceiling.
The classical music still plays in the background. Lee stops
at a plastic-enclosed work area. Frederick can be seen
working at a drawing board on the other side of the clear
(stirring her coffee)
How about something to eat?
The background music stops.
Are you sure?
(walking around the
screen to Frederick)
Mmm, what am I gonna do with you?
As Lee walks over to the drawing board where Frederick is
sitting, he is seen intently cleaning some paintbrushes with
a rag. Lee stands by him, leaning over the board, and looks
directly at him. The table is filled with cans of brushes
and artist's equipment.
And why didn't you come tonight? We
all had a terrific time. I really
think you would have enjoyed yourself.
(not looking at Lee)
I'm going through a period of my
life where I just can't be around
(putting down the
brushes and wiping
his hands with the
I didn't want to wind up abusing
You're not going to abuse them.
They're all so sweet.
(taking off his glasses)
for Lee's hand)
you are the only person I can be
with... who I really look forward to
(pulling Lee to him,
around the board)
You're too harsh with everyone. You
know that, don't you?
Frederick and Lee embrace; Lee sighs.
(looking into Lee's
Isn't it enough that I can love you?
...you're such a puzzle.
So sweet with me and so...
contemptuous of everyone else.
Well, there was a time
when you were very happy to be only
with me. You wanted to learn
everything about poetry, about music.
Have I really taught you everything
I have to give?
(shakes his head)
I don't think so.
Lee kisses Frederick twice, then releases him and walks out
of the work area.
(turning her head in
Oh, Elliot said he might have a couple
of clients for you.
Lee walks over to the loft's stereo area, pulling up the
sleeves of her sweater as Frederick talks.
I'm sure all those morons he handles
have a deep feeling for art.
Lee picks up a book from the stereo shelf. She leans back
against the unit, glancing through its pages.
(flipping through the
you never know. They might. He's
just trying to do the nice thing.
Because he likes you.
(looking up from the
Frederick, leaving his work area, walks past Lee; his hands
are in his pockets.
(looking at Lee as he
Elliot lusts after you.
Based on what? You never even see
The camera stays with Frederick as he walks into the loft's
Based on... whenever you see him,
you always come home full of books
He sits down at the foot of the bed and starts taking off
...or films you must see or...
(walking over to him)
Oh, no, no, no. He's my sister's
husband. And I think if you gave
him half a chance, you'd like him.
He's very intelligent.
Lee sits down next to Frederick; he takes her hand.
He's a glorified accountant, and
he's after you.
(kissing Lee's hand)
And I prefer to sell my work to people
who appreciate it, not to rock stars.
(kissing Lee's face)
Lee kisses Frederick back on the cheek. They embrace.
Frederick laughs; their embrace gets tighter.
Upbeat jazz plays in the background and continues as the
FILM CUTS TO:
INT. TV STUDIO CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Metal elevator doors open and Mickey Sachs, a high-powered
television producer, walks out, deep in conversation with
his assistants, Paul and Larry. As the elevator operator
begins to reclose the door with his passengers, Mickey, his
assistants fast behind, walks down an office corridor past
busy groups of studio personnel. Indistinct conversation,
as well as the jazz, is heard in the background as the trio
What do you mean, they won't let us
do the sketch?
Talk to Standards and Practices.
They think it's too dirty.
The trio pass Mary, another assistant, in conversation with
two other co-workers. She holds a clipboard.
But we showed it to them in rehearsal!
Without missing a beat, he takes Mary's wrist and continues
You know, what'd they do, figure out
what the words mean?
A foursome now, they briskly walk past a man and a woman
going over a script. Mary and Mickey lead; Paul and Larry
Mickey, we got a half hour to air!
As the group walks through a large doorway, Larry catches up
We're short! The show is five minutes
The group turns right into a new corridor, briefly off the
screen. As they scurry off, their voices are heard.
How could it be short? We timed
If we have to...
They are all now seen walking down the new corridor towards
the camera. The corridor is crowded with busy TV personnel.
The group continues to talk frantically as people hurry past
them. One man pushes rudely past Mary as he walks; she looks
back at him briefly.
...pull out the sketch, then we'll
be ten minutes short!
I don't know how they can do that to
us. That's-- We go on in thirty
Mary checks her wristwatch as they rush down the corridor.
(squeezing past several
They're doing it because our ratings
I got such a migraine.
As the group briskly walks past an open door, Gail, another
assistant, runs out, brandishing her glasses.
Gail runs in front of the group. Without missing a step,
she faces Mickey and walks backwards, gesturing and talking
Mickey! Listen, we better go right
to Ronny's dressing room. This kid
must have taken sixteen hundred
Quaaludes. I don't think he's going
to be able to do the show!
The fast-tracking group turns the corner. Gail pats Mickey's
back; she gestures in exasperation.
Why me, Lord? What did I--
He is interrupted by Ed Smythe, an official from the Standards
and Practices Department, who's been standing in the corridor
waiting for Mickey. Mickey stops and shakes Ed's hand as if
he'd known the official would be there. Gail stops by his
side while the others walk into a background studio doorway
that is busy with scurrying personnel.
Standards and Practices?
Ed Smythe, yes.
Okay. Why, all of a sudden, is the
(putting his hands on
Child molestation is a touchy
...with the affiliates.
Read the papers! Half the country's
(pointing at Mickey)
Yes, but you name names.
We nev-- We don't name names!
(turning to Gail for
looking back at Ed)
We say the Pope.
We always say the Pope!
...cannot go on the air.
A writer, holding a script, walks out of the background
studio, looking around.
Mickey, Gail, and Ed turn towards the writer.
Who changed my sketch about the PLO?
Mickey and Gail walk over to the angry writer, Ed forgotten
with this new crisis.
I had to make some cuts. It's four
The whole premise is ruined!
Mickey, Gail, and the writer start walking down a corridor
adjacent to the studio.
(gesturing, trying to
calm the writer down)
Oh, you're crazy! It's not so
delicate. Everybody's married to
The writer reacts angrily. Gail tries to get Mickey's
attention as they walk.
Mickey, I can--
I don't care! I don't want anyone
tampering with my goddamn work without
You want 'em cut?! I'll cut 'em
Mickey, still in surprised shock, turns away from the angry
writer. He stands by an open dressing room, where Ron, an
actor, slouches, dazed, in a chair facing a makeup mirror.
People mill in the background behind the actor.
All right, all right.
to get Mickey's
Mickey, Mickey, listen, listen.
mind still on the
(muttering as the
writer passes him
and walks away)
In-in-in-instead of the child
molestation sketch, why don't we
repeat the Cardinal Spellman Ronald
Reagan homosexual dance number?
I don't feel good, Mickey.
Mickey, remembering Ron, runs into the dressing room. Gail
follows him. Inside, a man and a woman talk, ignoring Ron.
They share a drink in a paper cup. The woman looks back at
Ron; she gestures with disgust.
Yeah, wh-- Yeah, what did you do?
Swallow a drugstore?!
Look at this guy.
I lost my voice.
Gail walks around the chair. The camera shows she and Mickey
talking to Ron through the reflection in the cluttered makeup
Ron... Ronny, you know you do have
to go on in twenty-five minutes.
touching his stomach)
Hey, does anybody got a Tagamet?
My, my ulcer's starting to kill me!
You want a Quaalude?
Mickey, as reflected in the mirror, starts to pace as the
MOVIE CUTS TO:
EXT. BEVERLY HILLS BOULEVARD - DAY
Norman, a Los Angeles TV producer and Mickey's former partner,
is driving down a peaceful street lined with palm trees.
He's wearing sunglasses and headphones. He clicks his fingers
in time to the music only he hears on his Walkman. He's
smiling contentedly while Mickey talks over the sun-filled
scene. The continuous background jazz plays louder.
Christ, this show is ruining my
health! Meanwhile, my ex-partner
moves to California and every stupid
show he produces turns out to be a
big hit. Brother, what am I gonna
do with my life? Speaking of that,
I-I... gotta remember to see my ex-
wife tomorrow. Tch.
INT. HANNAH'S APARTMENT FOYER - DAY
As Mickey finishes his ruminations, Hannah is seen walking
towards her front door. She opens it, her back to the camera.
Mickey stands there holding two boxed gifts. The jazz stops.
I know... I know.
Glad you could put in an appearance.
I got two minutes.
Hannah nods as Mickey comes inside. She closes the door
I got two minutes. 'Cause, God, the
show is killing me. I got a million
appointments today. It just so
happens it fell this way.
Hannah continues to nod patiently, patting Mickey on the
back, as they make their way across the foyer into the den,
where the twins are playing. Mickey wears his coat.
I gotta see new comedians later,
Two minutes on your sons' birthday.
You know, it's not going to kill
Her voice trails off as Mickey walks over to the twins.
Happy Birthday, fellas! Happy
Hannah's twins greet Mickey with cries of "Hi, Daddy!" and
down to talk to her
Guys, look what Daddy brought.
Mickey hands a gift to each twin. They grow quiet, suddenly
(to his sons)
Yeah, aren't you like, you know...
out his arms)
...a little, uh, hey! A little hug!
What is this? Now how 'bout a little
action from the kids?
The twins put down their gifts, one on the sofa, one on the
coffee table, and hug their father.
(turning to Hannah)
How is everything?
(picking up the gift
on the sofa and
Everything's good. Everything's
Okay, kids, you can open the presents
Here, you guys. Open them up.
Hannah makes room on the coffee table for the gift she is
holding; she places it next to the other one. The boys start
Let me get a little reaction here.
(to Hannah, putting
his hands in his
Oh, you know what? I'm trying to
convince him to produce a play.
I think he'll find that satisfying.
Really? That'll be terrific for
him, I think.
I think so.
I like him. I think he's a sweet
(stroking one of the
The few times that I've met him...
(pointing to the
baseball mitt twin
#1, has taken out of
Isn't that a great mitt?
Thank you, Daddy.
(overlapping to Hannah)
'Cause he's a loser.
(overlapping, to Twin
H-he's so awkward and he's clumsy
I know, I know.
...so I, so I like that. I always
like an underconfident person...
the mitt and reacting)
That's really nice!
(still rambling on,
gesturing to Hannah)
...you know? I, uh...
You know, he's been wanting a mitt.
She helps Twin #2 open his present. It's a football.
You've always had good taste in
(chuckling and nodding)
(leaning down to look
at the football)
That's a beauty!
Isn't that great?
(pointing, to Twin #2)
Go right over there.
Twin #2, panting, runs offscreen to catch the football.
(to the offscreen
Come on! Hurry up! Let's go!
(looking offscreen at
gearing up for the
Go out, go out by the Sung vase and,
and catch this.
Mickey throws the football.
Hey, d-- Watch, watch the picture.
There's a sound of breaking glass. Hannah and Mickey react.
EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREET - DAY
Mickey is walking up a West Side street, his hands in his
coat pockets. Jazz plays in the background as he talks over
Gee, Hannah's sweet. Although,
sometimes I still do get angry when
I think of things. Oh, what the
hell. At least, I'm not paying child
Oh, God, I hope there's nothing
physically wrong with me, either.
Mickey pushes open the outside door of Dr. Abel's office, as
the movie cuts to the doctor's consultation room. The doctor
is framed in the doorway, looking through a file cabinet.
(taking out Mickey's
So what's the, uh, problem this time?
This time I really think I have
While Mickey answers him offscreen, Dr. Abel turns and walks
toward him. The camera follows the doctor's movements from
the other side of the wall, obscuring him briefly.
It moves across a dark examining-room wall to a second
doorway, where Mickey sits on a stool, continuing to talk to
the offscreen Dr. Abel.
I mean, I'm absolutely convinced
that-that-- You know, I mean, it's
not like that adenoidal thing, you
know, where I didn't realize I had
Dr. Abel walks back onscreen. Both he and Mickey are now
seen through the second doorway. Dr. Abel sniffs and stands
directly in front of the sitting Mickey. He stares down at
him as Mickey talks.
So, so, but it was when I was younger,
You know, I saw your father this
week about his sinus...
(folding his arms on
...and, uh, he complained of chest
Well, this guy's the real
hypochondriac of the family. I mean,
he's, you know, he's--
You mentioned on the phone that you'd
had some dizziness.
(rubbing his hands on
Yes, a little dizziness, and I think,
I think I'm developing a hearing
loss in my right ear
(poking at his ears
...or my left ear, my, my left...
oh, n-n-n-no. No, I'm sorry. It
was my right, my right, my right or
my left ear.
Dr. Abel chuckles.
(nodding and gesturing)
Now I ca-can't remember.
Let's take a look.
An uptempo big-band sound is heard as the movie cuts to
Mickey's examination, beginning with a close-up of Dr. Abel
using an otoscope to examine the ear of a nervous Mickey.
Next is a hearing test. The film shows the doctors's hands
turning the dials on a sonometer. Mickey sits on a nearby
high stool, large earphones on his head. He listens with
such concentration that he squints his eyes. He holds up a
finger in response to the sounds he hears in his headset.
Finally, the film shows Dr. Abel hitting a large turning
fork with his finger. He puts the vibrating fork to Mickey's
ear. Mickey, looking up at the offscreen doctor's face,
The music stops as the film cuts back to Dr. Abel's
consultation room. Dr. Abel walks from the examining room,
through the consultation room, to a second examining room
across the way. He talks to the offscreen Mickey as he walks.
Well, I'm sorry to say you have had
a significant drop in the high-
decibel range of your right ear.
Dr. Abel moves offscreen in the second examining room. The
camera stays focused on the doorway to this room as the doctor
and Mickey talk offscreen.
Have you been exposed to a loud noise
recently, or did you have a virus?
No, I-I've been perfectly healthy.
You know me.
Dr. Abel briefly passes by the doorway.
I always, I-I always imagine that I
When did you first notice this?
Oh, uh, about a month ago. Wha-
what do I have?
Looking preoccupied, Dr. Abel walks back into the consultation
room, holding Mickey's open file. He strides over to his
desk, revealing a frightened Mickey, sitting in a chair
opposite it. Still standing, the doctor leans over the desk,
his back to the camera, and makes a few notes in the file.
You've had some dizzy spells.
What about ringing and buzzing?
Have you, uh, noticed any of that?
Yes, now-now that you mention it,
uh, I-I-I have, uh, buzzing and also
ringing. Ringing and buzzing. Um,
am I going deaf, or something?
(making more notes in
And it's just in one ear?
(picking at his fingers)
Yes, is it, is it, uh, healthier to
have problems in both ears?
Dr. Abel chuckles as he closes Mickey's file and straightens
up. The camera looks past his back and shoulders to the
(his face offscreen)
What I'd like to do, is to make an
appointment for you at the hospital.
I'd like to have them run some tests.
The hospital? What kind of tests?
Dr. Abel lays his pen across Mickey's closed file. He walks
around his desk and sits on its edge close to Mickey.
Now, don't get alarmed. These are
just more sophisticated audiometry
tests than I can run here.
I mean, it's, it's nothing.
Well, if it's nothing, then why do I
have to go into the hospital at all?
I mean, uh, I hear perfectly fine,
so I'm, so I'm a little weak on the,
on the high decibels. So I, you
know, I won't go to the opera.
You know, there's no reason for panic.
I just want to rule out some things.
(shaking his head)
It's nothing. Will you trust me?
EXT. STREET CORNER - DAY
Mickey stands in a telephone booth on a corner near Dr. Abel's
office; he talks on the phone. It is raining. A man and a
woman holding an umbrella pass by; traffic moves across a
(into the telephone)
Huh, uh, hello, Dr. Wilkes? Dr.
Wilkes, this is Mickey Sachs. You
have a minute? I want to ask you a
The film cuts to Dr. Wilkes, on the telephone at his end. He
is in his office; he leans back in his chair, dangling his
stethoscope as he speaks. Behind him, a chest X-ray is
mounted on a light panel.
(into the telephone)
Sure, Mickey. What's up?
The movie cuts back and forth between Mickey in his phone
booth asking questions and Dr. Wilkes in his office answering
(into the telephone,
I-if you have, i-if you have a hearing
loss in one ear, and-and it's not
from a, uh, virus or a loud noise or
anything, wh-what are the
(into his telephone)
Anything. Uh, often it's hereditary.
Flu, uh, even a small noise will do
(into the telephone)
Uh, right, but-but nothing worse?
(into the telephone)
Well, yes, I guess the, uh, dark
side of the spectrum is a brain tumor.
(into the telephone,
reacting with a blank
INT. MICKEY'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Gail, wearing her glasses, stands behind a crowded but well-
ordered desk. Two assistants, a man and a woman, stand around
(handing them each
some pages of script)
Okay, so here's the new pages.
(looking over the
Say, did cards get these?
(scratching her head)
No, not yet. No.
(looking over his
Well, let's hope it's good.
Yeah, really. Really.
The assistants walk off. As they leave, Gail calls out after
Eh, we'll be down in a minute, okay?
The telephone starts to ring, Gail pauses, looking offscreen.
She takes off her glasses and squints.
Mickey, what's the matter with you?
You're all white!
The film cuts to Mickey, who is pacing and wringing his hands.
He walks over to Gail. The phone continues to ring.
I feel dizzy. Sshh, you know, I
don't feel well.
He starts to pant, looking worriedly around the room. He
continues to wring his hands as Gail stares at him, concerned.
Do you hear a ringing? Is there, is
there a, is there a ringing sound?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I hear, I hear
She sits down and picks up the phone.
(shaking his head)
N-n-no, not that.
(covering first one
ear, then the other,
(putting a finger
into his ear, closing
his eyes and listening)
(into the telephone)
Uh, yeah, yeah. We're going to be
working late tonight. N-no, we'll
order out. It's all right. Yeah.
Gail hangs up the phone.
(turning to Gail,
Sssss, if I have a brain tumor, I
don't know what I'm gonna do.
You don't have a brain tumor. He
didn't say you had a brain tumor.
they're not gonna tell you, because,
well, you know, th--, sometimes the
weaker ones will panic if you tell
(pointing a finger at
But not you.
(flinging up his arms,
worriedly and touching
Do you hear a buzzing? Is there a
He pants and begins to pace around the room. The camera
follows him as he walks away from Gail.
Mickey, come on, we got a show to
I can't keep my mind on the show.
But there's nothing wrong with you.
(sighing and gesturing)
If there's nothing wrong with me
(pacing back to the
desk and Gail)
then why does he want me to come
back for tests?!
Well, he has to rule out certain
Like what?! What?
I don't know. Cancer, I--
Don't say that! I don't want to
hear that word!
Don't mention that while I'm in the
But you don't have any symptoms!
You--I got the classic symptoms of a
Two months ago, you thought you had
a malignant melanoma.
Naturally, I, I--Do you know I--The
sudden appearance of a black spot on
It was on your shirt!
I--How was I to know?!
(pointing to his back)
Everyone was pointing back here.
He sighs again as Gail, frustrated, gestures impatiently to
the papers on the desk.
Come on, we've got to make some
Mickey begins pacing around the room again. He wrings his
hands and blows on them.
I can't. I can't think of it. This
morning, I was so happy, you know.
Now I, I don't know what went wrong.
Eh, you were miserable this morning!
We got bad reviews, terrible ratings,
the sponsors are furious...
(pacing back to the
desk, still wringing
No, I was happy, but I just didn't
realize I was happy.
"The Stanislavski Catering Company in action."
Sophisticated pop music plays as the film cuts to:
INT. LOFT - DAY
An abstract painting on a wall fills the screen. Light
laughter is heard, as well as the sophisticated music;
offscreen brunch guests chatter indistinctly.
FEMALE BRUNCH GUEST
These things are delicious! What in
the world are they?
Holly walks onto the screen in front of the painting. She
holds an almost empty tray of hors d'oeuvres; she wears a
Oh, um, those are quail eggs.
FEMALE BRUNCH GUEST
Oh, they're very good.
Holly walks past the painting towards the female brunch guest.
A man walks in front of her. Chatter, light laughter, and
music are still heard; a party is in progress.
Yeah, my friend April makes those.
(holding out the tray)
Here, try the shrimp puffs. These
FEMALE BRUNCH GUEST
(taking one from the
Oh, thank you. That looks great.
I make those.
FEMALE BRUNCH GUEST
Holly laughs lightly as she walks away from the woman. Holding
her tray, she passes a large oval loft window and several
clusters of brunch guests. They are eating and drinking.
No one pays any attention to her.
(to two male guests
in her way)
One of the men, murmuring his thanks, takes a last shrimp
puff as Holly passes.
(to the man)
Holly finally makes her way into the cluttered loft kitchen.
Her tray is empty.
The Stroganoff is ready.
Holly, excited, runs over to April, who is busy taking the
Stroganoff out of the oven. She wears the same uniform as
Holly: black skirt, white shirt, and black bowtie.
We're a big hit.
Oh, in this we're a big hit.
Yesterday I auditioned for Come Back
Little Sheba. That, I wasn't such a
April, holding the Stroganoff, dashes out of the kitchen to
serve the party guests. Holly calls after her, offscreen,
as David walks past the hurrying April into the kitchen.
You will be. You will be. You'll
get five jobs next week.
David walks over to Holly, who is busy at the pot-and-pan-
Excuse me, are there any more clams?
(gesturing at some
canapés warming on
Only a few. A few.
(chuckling as David
Do you like 'em?
I can't resist.
(busily working at
Really? How flattering! Did you
try the shrimp puffs?
(eating a canapé and
pointing at Holly)
Listen, you guys are too attractive
to be caterers. Something's wrong.
Is this your first job?
(grabbing a quiche
from an overhead
Really? Is the food that bad?
(shaking his head)
Oh no. Not at all.
As Holly carries the quiche outside to the party, April comes
back into the kitchen from another doorway. Music, as well
as the chatter of mingling guests, is heard in the background.
We need more bread and some baked
(realizing Holly isn't
there and, at the
same time, noticing
(turning to David)
(standing by the sink
as he wipes his hands
and mouth with a
I know. You're an actress with a
great flair for shrimp puffs.
(working at the stove,
pointing a finger
Uh, no, the shrimp puffs are Holly's.
I do the, uh, crêpes caviar.
She walks past David to a counter where she begins to fold
napkins. David leans back against the sink.
And the quail is responsible for the
(turning to David and
Well, let's hope so.
Holly enters the kitchen holding out a plate of clams. She
walks over to David.
Here, I stole you a couple of extra
(taking the plate)
(looking busily around
Incidentally, I'm David Tolchin.
(turning to David)
Oh, uh, April Knox. Hi.
They shake hands.
(looking at her)
(leaving the counter
and squeezing past
David and Holly)
out of April's way)
April walks offscreen to another area of the kitchen. Holly
picks up a napkin from the crowded table.
apology, turning to
(nodding, looking at
David as she wipes
her hands with the
Yeah, we're the Stanislavski Catering
(chewing on a clam
Now I'm going to tell you the truth.
I really came in here because I was
bored stiff by the party.
(laughing, still wiping
What makes you think we're more
David walks around the table, putting the plate of clams
down on the already crowded surface. Holly follows him,
chuckling, throwing her napkin into an offscreen garbage can
as David stops at a small television set near the doorway.
Guests in the other room can be seen chatting together in
(turning on the set)
Actually, I'm going to listen to
Aida, if I'm not getting in your
Canned laughter and miscellaneous chatter is heard from the
television set. David watches the set, still munching on a
clam, while Holly and April reassure him offscreen.
No... no. No--
Not at all.
David checks his wristwatch as Holly walks over to him.
with another napkin)
We saw, um, Pavarotti, eh, uh, in
Ernani at the Met, and I cried...
(nodding, his hand
still on his watch
as he looks at Holly)
I cry at the opera.
Oh, I-I-I go limp in the last scene
in La Traviata. Limp.
Holly chuckles as David, listening to April, impressed, walks
over to her. She is standing by the table.
(nodding, to April)
Me, too. I have a private box at
I bring my little bottle of wine, I
open it, I sit there and I watch and
(glancing over to the
I cry. It's disgusting.
April chuckles as Holly walks back onscreen; she is busy
preparing another tray of hors d'oeuvres.
Oh, what, what do you do?
I'm an architect.
(turning to glance at
What kind of things do you build?
Are you really interested?
What time do you get off?
The three exchange glances. Holly shrugs.
EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - DAY
A contemporary red building, designed by David, is seen,
squeezed in between two older buildings. Holly, April, and
David talk offscreen.
Wow, it's the red one?
Oh, it's magnificent!
The film moves down from the buildings to reveal the trio
sitting in David's Jaguar across the street. David and April
sit in the front seat; Holly sits scrunched up in back, her
head slightly forward.
back and forth from
the buildings to
Holly and April)
The design's deliberately
noncontextural. But I wanted to...
keep the atmosphere of the street,
you know, and the proportions.
And in the material. That's... that's
unpolished red granite.
(pausing as he watches
Holly and April's
Oh, is that what it is?
(starting to speak)
I-i-it has an o-organic quality, you
(looking back at the
It's almost... almost, uhhh, entirely
wholly interdependent, if you know
what I mean. I-I... I can't put it
into words. The important thing is-
is-is it-it breathes.
(turning to April,
You know, April, people pass by vital
structures in this city all the time,
and they never take the time to
appreciate them. I get the feeling
you tune in to your environment.
(shaking her head)
gesturing and nodding)
Oh, it's really important.
David turns and briefly glances at Holly; he then turns back
(looking only at David)
What are your favorite buildings,
You want to see some?
Well, let's do it.
(looking at David)
David starts the car and the movie cuts to an unfolding visual
excursion through New York City's landmark buildings, as
seen from the trio's point of view in the moving Jaguar.
Inspiring classical music plays in the background.
The series of shots includes the Dakota, complete with
surrounding winter trees, the Graybar building on Lexington
Avenue, an incredibly ornate building on Seventh Avenue and
Fifty-eighth Street, a red-stone church, an old building
with embellished, bulging windows on West Forty-fourth Street,
the Art Deco Chrysler Building, a red-brick building, Abigail
Adams's old stone house, and the Pomander Walk nestled off
Broadway on the Upper West Side. The group can be seen
walking down the path between the old-fashioned row houses
and shrubbery. A lamppost sits in the foreground.
It is now dark. The music continues to play as the film
cuts to the façade of a rococo-style building, complete with
French doors and ornate windows. The admiring group is heard
Oh, it's just so romantic. I just
want to put on a long gown...
...and open the French doors and go
on the balcony --
It's French, though. It really is.
It feels like you're in France.
It-it is. It's romantic.
The music stops. The screen, which has been exploring the
rococo building's façade, now shows the equally elegant
building alongside it.
And it's got a handsome partner
sitting right beside it.
They fit right in together. And
your eye goes along, lulled into
complacency, and then...
The film moves from the two elegant façade to show an ugly,
ultra-modern structure covered with tiny, diamond-shaped
That's just --
Look at this.
...a monstrosity! Who would do that?
It's really terrible.
It's really sad.
And it ruins everything else.
The film moves from the ugly façade to the building's equally
ugly entrance. A large car is parked right in front of the
Well... we have seen a lot of stuff
A lot of works.
The group is now seen walking down the canopied entrance
stairs of an apartment house on the other side of the street,
where they'd been gazing at both the lovely and ugly façades
across the way. David is in the lead; the women follow,
Holly slightly behind April.
(glancing at his watch)
Maybe we should start thinking about
going home, huh?
Oh, geez, yeah.
They walk towards the car.
(looking back at the
women as he walks
around the car to
the driver's side)
Uh, who gets dropped first?
Oh, gee, I don't know. Um...
Well, I live downtown.
(glancing at April)
Yeah, I, we both live downtown.
David leans over the roof of the car, looking at the women,
waiting for their decision.
It depends on what way you want to
Well, wait. You know what? I know.
(to Holly, gesturing)
If... well, if we took the, if we
took Fifth, then-then-then we'd get
to your house first, yeah?
We could... we could do that.
Right. Yeah, but Fifth is so jammed,
She looks at David.
(overlapping, to Holly)
Well, sometimes, some, uh...
I mean, it's jammed. If we went...
Both she and April mumble awkwardly.
(pointing to Holly,
Y-you live in Chelsea, don't you?
(nodding at David)
Well, I-I guess if you live in
Chelsea, that's probably first.
And then, uh, April... huh?
They get into the car. Once again Holly's in the backseat.
The classical music begins anew.
The movie cuts briefly to cut to the traffic and lights of a
Manhattan avenue as seen from the moving Jaguar. It then
moves to a close-up of Holly, sitting in the backseat, her
head near the window. She is staring straight ahead.
Naturally I get taken home first.
Well, obviously he prefers April.
Of course I was so tongue-tied all
night. I can't believe I said that
about the Guggenheim. My stupid
little roller-skating joke. I should
never tell jokes. Mom can tell 'em
and Hannah, but I kill 'em.
(glaring at the
Where did April come up with that
stuff about Adolph Loos and terms
like "organic form"?
(looking out the side
window, pausing for
Well, naturally. She went to
The movie cuts to Holly's point of view: the front seat where
David and April sit, the Jaguar's windshield, and the passing
lights and traffic of the street. Holly continues her
ruminations as April leans over to say something to David.
But I don't think she knows what
she's talking about. Could you
believe the way she was calling him
David? "Yes, David. I feel that
way, too, David. What a marvelous
I hate April. She's pushy.
The film moves back to Holly in the backseat, still lost in
Now they'll dump me and she'll invite
him up. I blew it.
(sighing, looking out
the side window)
And I really like him a lot. Oh,
screw it. I'm not gonna get all
upset. I've got reading to do
tonight. You know, maybe I'll get
into bed early. I'll turn to a movie
and take an extra Seconal.
The classical music stops and some uptempo jazz begins. The
screen cuts to black and a title appears.
"...nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands."
EXT. STREET OUTSIDE FREDERICK'S LOFT - DAY
The movie briefly holds on a ripped, red, paint-splattered
door as Elliot, wearing a raincoat, appears nearby. He looks
down the street and the film cuts to his point of view:
Frederick's loft building.
The movie goes back to the impatient Elliot; he's looking
around him. He glances at his watch as the film cuts back
once again to the loft building, where Lee finally appears,
walking down the street away from Elliot. A truck passes
down the street. Lee doesn't see him. She walks further
and further away; she turns a corner.
Elliot frantically looks around again; then, in a burst of
decision, he runs around a garbage dump, crossing the street,
and still running, he moves down an adjacent street, past
The Canal Lumber Company and several other buildings, as the
film cuts back to Lee, walking down a different street,
The jazz plays on as the movie cuts back and forth between
the fast-moving Elliot, rushing down the SoHo streets, past
a truck waiting for a light to change, past some pedestrians,
some garbage cans, turning corners, and the strolling Lee,
walking up different streets, past different buildings.
Lee eventually crosses a street, lost in thought, looking
right and left, as Elliot, pretending nonchalance, waits on
the corner, looking at his watch. She looks up in surprise;
the music stops.
(trying not to sound
out of breath)
Oh, my goodness!
What are you doing here?
Well, I'm-I'm looking for a bookstore.
(shaking her head)
Oh, what, in this section of town?
Yes. Yeah, I-I'm kill--
You're out looking here?
(glancing at his watch
Well, yes, I'm killing time. I have
a client near here and I... I'm quite
How about you?
Oh. Well, I live--
Oh, yes! You live near here, don't
Yes, I do.
(putting his hands
behind his back)
Where are you headed?
Oh, I was just going to my AA meeting.
Oh, my goodness. Well, why do you
still go to those? You never touch
They begin to walk down the street.
Well, listen, you didn't know me
before Frederick. I'd... I'd start
with a beer at about ten in the
morning, and... go on.
(looking at Lee)
Oh. You must have been, uh, very
Yeah, unhappy and fat.
And I still find the meetings very
comforting, you know.
I'll never understand it. You're so
bright and charming and beautiful.
I think to myself
what problems could she possibly
Don't let me get started on my
(stopping in her
Oh, you know what? There is a
A couple of blocks from here. If
you don't know about it, you should.
You'd really love it.
Yeah, you would.
(looking around for a
moment, then gesturing
Well, i-if-if you have some free
They begin to walk again as the movie cuts to the interior
of the Pageant Book & Print Shop, an old, serious bookstore.
A nude print hangs at the end of one of the library shelf-
like bookcases, which are packed, row after row, with books.
An unseen Elliot and Lee carry on a conversation as the camera
moves down an aisle, past the rows of books. A piano playing
"Bewitched" is heard. Pictures hang on the aisle ends of
Isn't this great?
They have everything here.
Yes, it's-it's wonderful.
What book did you want to buy?
Your book? You wanted to buy a book?
The camera moves past another aisle of books to reveal Lee,
browsing through a shelf.
Oh, book? Oh, no, I...
I'm killing time. I... I-I just, uh,
w-want to browse, uh...
(looking up at a row
Well, you sure picked the right place.
I mean, you can stay here all
afternoon, not buy anything and just
She walks down a center aisle, the camera still in its
parallel aisle, following her.
Unless, of course, if-if you had
some time, I mean, we could get some
No, I don't have time.
Lee stops at the row where Elliot has been browsing. She is
hidden by a shelf; only Elliot is seen as he talks to the
No, no. I-I-I understand completely.
No problem. Y-you're busy. I-I-
You seem tense. Is everything all
right? You feel okay?
Elliot starts walking down the center aisle, in the same
direction Lee had walked up. He continues to talk to her as
she remains offscreen in a nearby row.
hidden by a shelf as
Yeah. How are you?
I'm... all right.
hidden by another
shelf as he walks)
Elliot stops walking to browse through some books. "Bewitched"
Fine. Oh, we went to the Caravaggio
exhibition at the Met. It's such a
treat to go through a museum with
Frederick. I mean... you learn so
much. Do you like Caravaggio?
(turning to talk to
the offscreen Lee)
Oh, yes. Who doesn't?
Elliot turns and walks back down the center aisle to a row
of books he'd already passed.
(pointing to a book
on a shelf, continuing)
e.e. cummings. I'd like to get you
Oh, no, I can't let you get me that.
That's too much.
(pulling the book off
the shelf and browsing
Oh, oh, yes. I-I-I-'d like to, uh,
uh, very much.
No, I don't think so.
(gesturing with the
book, looking at the
I-I read a poem of you and thought
of his last week.
trying to correct
A poem of
his and thought of you last--
You'll be fine, though.
Lee walks over to Elliot in the center aisle. She looks at
Uh, uh, this is great. I mean, I
love e.e. cummings, but I can't let
you get this.
Yes, I'd... I-I-I'd love, I'd love
to get you this.
(looking down at the
And-and maybe, um... maybe we could
discuss it sometime.
He hands Lee the book. She thumbs through it, as the movie
The street outside the bookstore. Lee, holding the book in
a brown bag, and Elliot are walking out.
(laughing, holding up
Well, thanks a lot.
(pointing to the
Thanks for showing me the bookstore.
Perhaps you could, uh, take me to an
AA meeting sometime. Uh... uh, I'd
love to see what goes on.
Well, yeah, yeah. You'd love it.
It's really entertaining. You'd
have a good time.
(stepping closer to
the curb and hailing
I know you would.
(pointing to the book)
And, uh, d-don't forget the poem on
page a hundred and twelve. It
reminded me of you.
A taxi pulls over to the curb; they walk over to it.
Elliot opens the rear door for Lee. She laughs as she gets
(leaning down to talk
to Lee in the cab)
Page a hundred and twelve.
(closing the taxi
door for Lee)
He watches the taxi pull away.
INT. FREDERICK'S LOFT BEDROOM - NIGHT
Lee, in slacks and shirt, is curled up on the bed, her back
to the camera, as she reads the e.e. cummings poem in the
glow of a night-table lamp. The piano music is still heard.
"your slightest look easily will
unclose me though I have closed myself
as fingers, you open always petal by
As Lee continues to read aloud, the movie cuts to Elliot's
darkened den, lit by a light in the hallway. Elliot enters,
wearing a robe, crossing the room in the dark.
"...as Spring opens [touching
skillfully, mysteriously] her first
rose [i do not know what it is about
you that closes and opens; only
something in me understands the voice
of your eyes is deeper than all
Elliot turns on a light. The camera stays on his face as he
looks off into the distance, mouthing indistinctly the line
of poetry Lee next reads.
"nobody, not even the rain, has such
The film leaves Elliot's face and cuts back to the loft,
where Lee, having finished the poem, sits up in the bed,
staring pensively, lost in her thoughts.
"The anxiety of the man in the booth."
Upbeat jazz begins to play and the film cuts to:
The façade of Mount Sinai Hospital. It is day. A few cars
whiz by as the film moves inside, to various scenes depicting
Mickey's comprehensive exam.
First is a hearing test, and the movie cuts to a darkened
hearing-test room. A light goes on, revealing a slouched-
over Mickey sitting in a glass booth. He is wearing a set
of headphones. The camera moves back, revealing a technician
at the console on the other side of the booth. Mickey signals
with his finger when he hears a sound on his headset. The
Next is an electronystagmography (ENG). Graph paper rolls
out of a machine, and after a brief glimpse of the rolling
paper, the camera moves over to show Mickey lying terrified,
without his glasses, on a couch, with electrodes stuck all
over his head.
The film then cuts to a BSER test room, where Mickey, sitting
in a corner chair, wears another set of headphones. An
electrode is attached to his forehead; a nearby technician
sits at a computer video screen, looking at a monitoring
Last but not least is the tomography. Over the shoulders of
a technician in a booth, a large window displays a huge,
white rotating machine. It makes a whooshing noise as it
turns. The camera moves down the giant cranelike device to
reveal Mickey, once again lying down, this time on a table,
his eyes closed, underneath it.
INT. DR. GREY'S OFFICE - DAY
A sitting Dr. Grey, his back to the camera, is examining a
group of X-rays clipped to the light board behind his desk.
I wasn't too happy with the results
of your ENG or your BSER either.
The doctor turns his chair around to face a tense Mickey
sitting on the other side of his desk.
Uh, which is why I sent you to
Tomography, which was all that stuff
you saw rolling around.
(pointing to a spot
on one of the X-rays)
You see this little gray area here?
Mickey stares at the X-ray, horrified.
That gray area's what I had hoped
that we wouldn't run into. I'd like
you to come in Monday morning for,
uh, a CAT scan.
A brain scan?
Mr. Sachs, let's take one step at a
time. We won't make any decisions
until we have all the information in
front of us, all right?
EXT. MOUNT SINAI HOSPITAL - DAY
Mickey is seen leaving the hospital. He strides slowly, his
shoulders slouched, his hands in his pockets.
His voice is heard over the screen as he crosses the street,
continuing his self-absorbed walk on the opposite side.
Occasional traffic goes by.
Okay... take it easy. He didn't say
you had anything. He just doesn't
like the spot on your X-ray, that's
all. It doesn't mean you have
anything. Don't jump to conclusions.
Nothing's gonna happen to you. You're
in the middle of New York City.
This is your town. You're surrounded
by people and traffic and restaurants.
Mickey brushes against a heavyset man who gives him a nasty
look. Mickey is so dazed, he doesn't even notice.
I mean, God, how can you, how can
you just one day... vanish? Keep
calm. You're gonna be okay. Don't
INT. MICKEY'S APARTMENT/BEDROOM LOFT - NIGHT
The dark bedroom is abruptly lit as Mickey, lying in his
bed, wakes up with a start and turns on his night-table lamp.
I'm dying! I'm dying! I know it!
There's a spot on my lungs!
(sitting up, putting
on his glasses)
All right now, take it easy, will
you? It's not on your lungs. It's
on your ear. No, it's the same thing,
(pulling the sheets
off and sitting on
the edge of his bed)
Oh, jeez, I can't sleep! Oh, God,
there's a tumor in my head the size
of a basketball!
(putting on his
N-now I keep thinking I can feel it
every time I blink! Oh, Jesus! He-
he-he wants me to do a brain scan to
confirm what he already suspects.
Mickey, still ruminating, stands up. Fixing his pants, he
walks out of his bedroom loft into a dark upper hallway.
(running his hand
along a banister)
Look... I'll make a deal with God.
Let it just be my ear, okay? I'll
go deaf. I'll go deaf and blind in
one eye maybe. But I don't want a
brain operation! Once they go into
my skull, I'll-I'll wind up like the
guy with the, with the wool cap who
delivers for the florist!
He walks down a spiral staircase into the dark living room.
Oh, relax, will ya? Your whole life
you run to doctors. The news is
(pausing at the bottom
of the stairs)
That's not true. What about years
The film cuts to a flashback of Mickey's past. Dr. Smith,
sitting behind his desk, faces the camera. Rows of
periodicals line the wall behind him.
(gesturing with one
I'm sorry to say, Mr. Sachs, that
you cannot have children.
The camera moves to Dr. Smith's point of view: Hannah and
Mickey, sitting on the opposite side of the desk. They look
his hands across his
Is there no chance?
(getting up from his
Well, naturally, this doesn't mean
that you can't have a normal sex
(walking over to the
opened office door
and closing it)
But Mr. Sachs's tests indicate that
he is infertile. Small sperm volume
The camera moves back to the stunned Mickey and Hannah,
following Dr. Smith with their eyes.
up at an offscreen
Isn't there anything I can do? Push-
ups or hormones?
I'm afraid not.
Well, I gotta get a second opinion.
(turning to Mickey)
This is the second opinion.
Well, then a third opinion.
Dr. Smith walks back to his high-backed leather chair behind
the desk and sits down. As he talks, the camera moves closer
and closer to his face.
I realize this is a blow. My
experience is that many very fine
marriages become unstable and are
destroyed by an inability to deal
with this sort of problem. I hope
you won't make too much of it. One
can adopt children, and there are
various artificial methods of
EXT. GROVE STREET IN GREENWICH VILLAGE - DAY
Mickey and Hannah walk on the sidewalk, oblivious of the
passing pedestrians. Hannah, crying, blows her nose.
I'm so humiliated. I don't know
what to say. I mean--
her eyes with her
Could you have ruined yourself
How could I ruin myself? What do
you mean, ruin myself?
I don't know. Excessive masturbation?
Hey, you gonna start knocking my
Hannah sobs, clutching her tissue to her face.
Maybe, maybe we can adopt a child.
He said you could adopt one--
Well, what about artificial
What are you talking about?
You know, where I-I-I would get
implanted from a-a donor.
What, by a st-stranger?
Deep in conversation, they cross a tree-lined street. They
pass a yellow wood-frame house bordered by a wrought-iron
Yeah, they have these banks, you
know, where they keep them frozen.
Fro--? You want a-a defrosted kid?
Is that your idea?
I want to experience childbirth.
With a, with a stranger? With a--
Just think about it. That's all I
They walk offscreen and the film cuts to Hannah and Mickey's
living room. The room is brightly lit; it's cluttered with
pillows and plants. Norman and Carol, his wife, sit on the
couch drinking coffee.
(putting down her cup)
Oh, that was a wonderful show. I
think that's the best show you two
(holding his cup,
No, the funniest show that Mickey
and I ever did was the one we won
the Emmy for.
Mickey walks from the kitchen into the living room, holding
a half-eaten chocolate cake on a serving plate. The sun
pours through the windows he passes. Hannah is briefly seen
in the background, preparing more coffee in the kitchen.
Yeah... I-I think as, I think as far
as laughs, I mean just plain laughs,
you know, that was probably the best
thing that we ever did.
Mickey puts the cake down on the coffee table, which is
already crowded with assorted plants, plates, and a bamboo
tray holding utensils and napkins.
hands over her crossed
knees and nodding)
Yeah, it was funny, it was very funny.
But the show was about the two
Frenchmen, now that was funny and it
Mickey sighs and flops down on an adjoining couch. He rubs
(to Carol, gesturing
with his cup)
We got that idea on that trip to
(to the offscreen
Do you remember that summer in France?
Hannah, you had jet lag for six
Yeah, but it was, you know, I guess
we had fun when we were there and,
you know, it's just, I--
Hannah walks over to the group, holding a pot of coffee. She
awkwardly steps past Mickey to pour coffee for Norman and
(to Norman and Carol)
Coffee? Listen, you guys, we were--
You want some more?
(holding out his cup)
We-we... we had something we-we really
wanted to discuss with you.
Hannah refills Carol's cup. She puts the pot down on the
coffee table and sits down next to Mickey.
(standing up and
Jeez, this is, this is, this is very
delicate and-and I only bring this
up amongst friends, you know.
He starts to pace. Hannah, her hands clasped near her face,
glances briefly at Carol.
(turning to the group
as he paces behind
this is, uh... this should not go
any further than this room.
(sipping his coffee)
I'm all ears.
Hannah sighs. Mickey pauses for a moment, collecting his
(gesturing and pacing)
Hannah and I... can't have any
children. Now I-I-I don't want to
get into whose fault it--
It's my fault that we can't and- and-
and the details are too embarrassing
nervously picking at
W-w-we-we've decided after a lot of
discussion that we-we'd try with
Mickey stops his pacing and looks at the group.
(putting his hands on
Yeah, I'm not so sure that I, that I
like that idea myself, anyway--
He starts to pace behind the couch anew.
Um, I-I didn't really want to, you
know, go to a sperm bank or something,
have some anonymous donor.
(gesturing at Norman
I-I just, you know, I-I-I wouldn't
Right. We felt that if we were gonna
do it, that we would like somebody
who we knew and who we liked and who
was warm and bright and...
Norman and Carol remain silent.
And you can say no... you know.
Feel free to say no. W-we realize
it has all kinds of implications.
Mickey stops pacing and leans on the couch behind Norman.
Yeah, but the-the point that, uh,
that we're making here is that we
need some sperm.
Mickey, rubbing his hands on his knees, leans back against
the wall. Norman and Carol turn to each other, reacting.
Well... My first reaction after the
initial shock is, uh, flattered that
you would ask me.
Carol glances at Norman.
(pointing at himself)
Yeah, well, I would be the father.
(pointing to Norman)
You would just have to masturbate
into a little cup.
I can handle that.
(scooting closer to
Carol and Norman on
the couch, gesturing)
Obviously we wou-wouldn't have
She chuckles nervously.
(to Hannah, chuckling
(rubbing her nose)
I've gotta tell you the truth here.
I'm a little uneasy about this.
(putting her hand on
Carol, I know it's a lot to ask.
Well... I feel for you. I do. I...
I'm gonna cry. You want my husband
to have a child with you?
Ye-- D-d-d-don't answer now. Just,
you know, take it home and think
about it for a while.
(holding his coffee
I gave blood before and, uh...
clothing to the poor.
(to Norman, scratching
Okay, Norman, listen, I really want
to talk about this at home.
(nodding as Hannah
offscreen at Mickey)
I think it's a matter for your
analyst... and mine.
And maybe my lawyer.
He takes a sip of coffee.
You know, we-we understand completely
if, you know, if you feel you'd-you'd
I didn't mean to spoil the evening.
(rubbing her hands)
Now let's move on to another topic.
Hannah reaches for the cake as Carol and Norman exchange
The flashback ends. Mickey is back in the present in his
darkened living room, illuminated by a glow from a window
behind the couch. A coffee table sits in front of the couch.
Papers are scattered on the floor. Mickey gets up from the
couch where he'd been sitting. He paces back and forth as
he talks over the screen.
So you had my ex-partner's baby.
Twins. Maybe that did cause some
I think we were drifting apart anyhow.
Now instead of man and wife we're
just good friends. Boy, love is
INT. METROPOLITAN OPERA HOUSE - NIGHT
Manon Lescaut is being performed. Onstage, the soprano in
the title role sings a mournful aria as she kneels by the
ruins of a wagon. The background is dark. The film moves
up to the private boxes in the upper loge. David and Holly
can be seen from a distance sitting in one of the boxes.
David glances at her; he reaches down for a bottle of wine.
The movie briefly cuts back to the stage. The soprano is
leaning on a wagon wheel; her voice soars. Then it's back
to a closer look at Holly and David in their box. The aria
continues as David hands a smiling Holly a glass. He uncorks
the wine and pours some in both their glasses. Holly mouths
a thank you, glancing around. They look at each other and
raise their glasses in a toast.
"Dusty bought this huge house in Southampton."
The opera audience is heard cheering, applauding, and sounding
The clapping stops as the movie cuts to Frederick's loft.
It is day. Lee, wearing a baggy plaid shirt and jeans, has
opened the door for Elliot and his client, wealthy rock star
(leading the way into
the loft, gesturing)
Lee, Frederick... say hello to Dusty
Lee closes the door behind the men and walks over to Dusty.
(shaking Dusty's hand)
Lee chuckles as she looks at him; he is wearing sunglasses,
a red-imprinted T-shirt, and a baggy coat. She turns and
walks with Frederick, Elliot, and Dusty farther into the
loft, her hands clasped behind her back.
(as he walks)
Dusty's just bought a huge house in
Southampton and he's in the process
of decorating it.
Yeah. It's kind of a weird place,
actually. A lotta wall space.
They walk into the living room area of the loft, where
Frederick, his hands in his pockets, neatly attired in vest
sweater and white shirt, stands, waiting.
(to Frederick, giving
him a "hip" handshake)
How ya doin', man?
(to a less than
I told him about your work, and he's
Yeah, I got an Andy Warhol. And I
got a Frank Stella, too. Oh, it's
Big, weird... you know.
(chuckling as he
crosses his arms on
If you stare at that Stella too long,
the colors just seem to float. It's
Frederick covers his face to hide his disgust.
(chuckling, her arms
Are you excited about becoming a
I got a lot more to learn, though.
I really wasn't into art when I was
(addressing but not
looking at Dusty)
Do you appreciate drawings?
(chuckling as he
notices and points
to some offscreen
has set up)
Oh! Hey! Wow!
(pointing to an
offscreen nude drawing)
She's beautiful. But, uh, really, I-
I-I-I need something... I'm looking
for something big.
As Dusty talks, the camera follows Elliot, who walks past
the others to examine the drawings more closely. Two framed
nude drawings of Lee are propped up on an easel. Elliot
glances admiringly at the drawings, then surreptitiously at
Lee, admiring her body as she converses with an offscreen
Dusty and Frederick.
(looking at an
Big. Frederick, show him the oils.
They're in the basement.
The camera leaves Elliot to follow the enthusiastic Lee as
she takes Dusty by the arm and starts leading him to the
door. Frederick follows at a distance.
Frederick's done this whole new series
that I'm sure you would really love.
Well, are... are they big?
Yeah. Some of them... yeah, some of
them are very big.
'Cause I got a lot of wall space
(angrily stopping in
I don't sell my work by the yard!
The camera now moves back to Elliot, still staring at the
nude drawings, as the sounds of Frederick's and Dusty's
footsteps are heard leaving the loft. He turns and hesitantly
smiles to an offscreen Lee.
Oh, you know... I talked to Hannah
this morning on the phone, and she
said that you two might be going to
the country for the weekend.
Yeah, she loves to go out in the
(nodding, her arms
clasped around her
But I go nuts. It's a conflict.
He laughs. Lee, uneasy, looks down.
I have to get my teeth cleaned this
Oh, that's nice.
There's an awkward moment of silence.
(breaking the silence,
pointing in the
direction of the
I figured I'd get, uh, Frederick and
(looking in the same
Oh, yeah, that's really nice of you.
Yes. This kid, he's earned a trillion
her arms around her
He's got like six gold records.
that she's found
something to say)
Oh, speaking of records... I bought
that Mozart Trio you recommended...
The camera follows Lee as she walks quickly to the stereo
unit, pulling a record off the shelf.
...and the man in the record shop
showed me another one that I think
you'd love. It's a... another Bach,
She pulls the record out of its jacket and puts it on the
Oh, you-you have that one?
(working at the stereo,
turning her head
Oh, I would love to hear it.
Bach's Concerto for Harpsichord fills the room.
(putting the turntable
cover in place)
Oh, and Holly met a wonderful man
who loves opera. An architect.
Oh, that's nice. I'd love to see
her wind up settled. She's a tense
The record in place, Lee turns and leans back against the
stereo unit. She listens to the music, her eyes closed. The
record plays for a few moments in the quiet room, as Elliot
walks over to Lee and leans against the shelf near her.
Isn't that beautiful?
(looking at Lee, his
hands clasped in
front of him)
I know this. Bach. F Minor Concerto.
It's one of my favorites.
Lee, smiling, continues to listen to the music, her head
down; Elliot stares at her.
(after a pause)
Uh... did you ever get around to
(wrapping her arms
around her chest and
looking away from
Elliot for a moment)
Yes, he's just adorable.
They have a very large gay clientele,
you know, where I get my teeth
cleaned, and... all the hygienists
now wear gloves because they're afraid
(taking a breath)
There is another moment of silence. Elliot stares at Lee,
who continues to look down, her arms around her chest. The
harpsichord plays on.
Did you ever get around to the poem
on page a hundred and twelve?
Yes, it made me cry
it was so beautiful... so romantic.
Lee looks down again; the music plays softly and Elliot
continues to stare at her, thinking.
I want so badly to kiss her. Not
here, you idiot. You've got to get
her alone someplace.
As Elliot's thoughts are heard over the scene, Lee glances
around the loft, then begins to walk away. The camera follows
her as she goes past the nude drawings, which become the
focus of attention as Lee walks offscreen.
But I've got to proceed cautiously.
This is a very delicate situation.
Okay, uh... ask her if you can see
her for lunch or a drink tomorrow.
Lee walks back onscreen, to the bookshelf behind the drawings.
She takes the e.e. cummings book from the shelf and flips
through it as she walks back to Elliot, who is still leaning
by the stereo, still ruminating.
And be ready to make light of the
offer if she's unresponsive. This
has to be done very skillfully, very
(showing Elliot a
poem in her book)
Did you ever read this one--?
Elliot leaps up, grabs Lee, and kisses her passionately.
Lee, surprised, pushes him away.
Lee! Lee! Lee, I'm in love with
He kisses Lee again. He clumsily turns around; she bumps
against the stereo unit. As Lee pulls away, she smashes
into the turntable. The needle scratches loudly. Lee,
shocked, is gasping. The record, pushed to a different part
of the concerto, now plays a more complicated, faster fugue.
What are you doing?!
I... I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm sorry. I have
to talk to you for... There's so
much that I want to tell you.
Lee stares at Elliot in shock.
I have been in love with you for so
Frederick and Dusty's indistinct voices, raised in argument,
are suddenly heard. Elliot quickly turns away from Lee.
She tries to compose herself and the film cuts to the loft
entranceway. Frederick enters the loft first, followed by a
confused Dusty. They stride across the loft past Lee, who
is standing by the stereo. Elliot, standing near the nude
drawings, is looking through a book.
Please forget it! I don't have any
interest in selling anything!
I ask you if you have something with
a little puce in it, you gotta fly
off the handle!
(in a slightly higher-
What's the problem?
(pulling the nude
drawings off his
I'm not interested in what your
interior decorator would think, okay?!
Well, I can't commit to anything
without consulting her first. That's
what I have her for, okay?
(carrying the drawings
This is degrading! You don't buy
paintings to blend in with the sofa!
It's not a sofa, it's an ottoman!
(touching his forehead,
turning to Elliot)
God, forget it! Let's just get outta
(putting down the
The film moves outside the loft building. Dusty and Elliot
emerge and walk to Dusty's waiting limousine. Elliot is
rubbing his forehead, anguished.
into the car)
What a weirdo that guy is! Paranoid.
What's the matter with you?
Look I-I-I'll be okay. I'll be okay.
It's not that big a deal. We just
didn't hit it off.
Now, look, you-you-you go on ahead.
Are you okay? You look-- You're
Yeah. Yeah, I just-just need so-
some-some fresh air. It's probably
something I ate. I'll-I'll walk.
You go ahead.
Dusty settles down in the backseat and closes the door. Elliot
leans down to the chauffeur's window, signaling for him to
You go. Go on. Go.
The limousine drives off. Elliot runs to a phone booth across
the street. He picks up the phone and dials.
The film cuts to Frederick in his loft, standing near the
phone. It rings. Frederick picks it up.
(into the telephone)
Hello? Hello? Hello?
When no one answers, Frederick, reacting, hangs up, and the
film moves back outside to the phone booth, where Elliot,
the phone receiver to his ear, listens for a moment, then
hangs up. He walks out of the booth, reacting, then walks
down the sidewalk, where he bumps into a frantic Lee, just
turning the corner.
(gesturing in relief)
Oh! There you are!
Elliot mumbles, relieved and confused.
I was looking for you.
I, I must apologize. I-I'm, I-I'm
sorry. I'm so mixed up.
Well, how do you expect me to react
to such a thing?
Elliot, uneasy, glances up in the direction of Frederick's
loft. He leads Lee a few yards up the street, away from any
(taking Lee's arm)
Wh--, uh, I know, I know but, I am
in love with you.
Oh, don't say those words!
I-I, I'm sorry. I know it's terrible.
(pushing back her
hair, shaking her
Why, you know the situation.
(looking away for a
I know! I-I-I-I, I realize.
What do you expect me to say?
Hannah and I are in the last stages.
(shaking her head)
Wh-- She's never said anything, and
we're very close. She'd tell me
such a thing.
Wh--, it-it-it-it, it's so sad.
She's crazy about me, but somewhere
on the, along the line, I've fallen
out of love with her.
Not because of me, I hope.
Oh, no, no.
Well, yes! I love you.
Oh, I can't be the cause of anything
between you and Hannah. I jus--
Oh, no, no, no. It, uh, it-it-it-
it was i-inevitable that Hannah and
I part, anyway.
Tch, w-well, for a million reasons.
But not over me?
Tch, no! We were, we were both going
in different directions.
But-but, but how about you? Do you,
do you share any of my feelings? Or
is this just an unpleasant
embarrassment to you?
I can't say anything!
W-well, please be candid. I, I-I
don't want you to feel bad.
(putting her hand to
Yes! But I... I have certain feelings
for you, but don't make me say
anything more, all right?
Lee looks at him.
O-o-o-okay, Lee. Okay, okay. You,
you, y-you've said enough. It's my
responsibility now. I will work
Look, don't do anything on my behalf.
(shaking her head)
I live with Frederick, and Hannah
and I are close.
Yes, but you, you do care about me.
Oh, Elliot, please! I can't be a
party to this! I'm suddenly wracked
with guilt just standing her talking
to you on the street!
Your guilt is because you feel the
Oh, please, I have to go. I have to
get my teeth cleaned.
She walks off. Elliot stares after her, grinning.
I have my answer. I have my answer!
I'm walking on air!
EXT. STREET CORNER OUTSIDE EVAN AND NORMA'S APARTMENT
BUILDING - DAY
A taxi turns a West Side street corner and stops in front of
Evan and Norma's building, which is decorated with a long
metal awning. It's an overcast day.
A station wagon on the opposite side of the street pulls
away as Hannah, a white scarf fluttering over her shoulder,
gets out of the cab. She runs into the building; the taxi
drives away. A piano plays "Bewitched" over the screen.
INT. EVAN AND NORMA'S APARTMENT - DAY
Evan, his back to the camera, walks to the front door and
opens it to Hannah.
Hi. How's she doing?
I am glad to see you.
Hannah takes off her shoulder bag and her coat as her
aggravated father walks past her towards the kitchen. He
passes a wall with an ornate mirror and some framed
She's in the kitchen there. It's
the same thing. Same thing. She
But it's all lies.
Through a doorway, Norma can be seen sitting on a chair in
the kitchen. She wears a robe over a slip and stockings;
she's drinking. Evan stands in the doorway looking at her;
he doesn't go in.
Don't make it worse, Dad.
Hannah hurriedly passes her father and enters the kitchen;
her mother takes a sip of her drink.
Hi, Mom. How you doing? Here, let
me get you some coffee. That's enough
(taking away her
mother's drink, to
What triggered it?
(gesturing, as Norma
turns her head and
We were making a commercial down at
the mayor's office, and there was
this young, good-looking salesman...
Norma reacts, turning to her daughter. Hannah, however, has
her back turned. She is busy taking charge in the kitchen
as Evan speaks. She takes some pills out of a cupboard and
hands them to her mother with a glass of water.
...and your mother was throwing
herself at him in a disgusting way,
and when she found she was too old
to seduce him, that he was just
embarrassed by her--
turning her head)
The camera moves to Evan, who continues to tell his story,
ignoring his wife's outburst, as he walks away from the
kitchen doorway into the den.
Then at lunch she got drunker and
(shouting over his
and finally she became Joan Collins!
Evan walks over to the piano, where several framed family
photographs sit in a line on its top. He picks one up as
Norma speaks offscreen in the kitchen.
All my life I've had to put up with
The camera moves back to the kitchen as Norma talks. She is
still glaring offscreen at the doorway where Evan stood
moments before. She holds the water glass and the pills.
...from this non-person, this, th-
th-this haircut that passes for a
(turning to look at
the offscreen Hannah)
He could never support us. It's a
good thing we had a talented daughter!
Evan is back in the doorway, listening to Norma, getting
more and more angry. As he makes a retort, he starts to
walk back to the den and his piano.
I can only hope that she was mine.
With you as her mother
(gesturing, his voice
her father could be anybody in Actors'
She's talented... so it's not likely
(taking a sip of water)
(walking over to the
doorway to speak to
Evan, who's already
fuming in the den)
Dad, could you just please stay in
the other room and let me take care
Hannah goes back to Norma; she takes the glass of water away.
to ignore Hannah's
You never know when she's going to
fall off the wagon and humiliate
Hannah, choosing to ignore Evan's remark, hands her mother a
cup of coffee; she puts her mother's hands on the cup.
Here, Mom. Drink this.
(leaning against a
You know, you're awful. You probably
(sipping her coffee)
No! I like to joke around and have
fun, and he gets angry because I get
the attention. He's gotten sourer
as he's gotten older, and I've tried
to stay young... at heart.
You promised to stay on the wagon.
(shaking her head)
The sacrifices I've made because of
He's ruined me with his ego, his
Okay, stop being so dramatic.
(shouting to the
He's the one that's made every ingenue
Th-th-they, they wanted me for a
Yeah, I know, Mom.
But I, I knew that he'd get up there
and he'd flounder around with his
expensive haircuts and hairdos and
clothes. He's all show!
arm again, then
touching her chest)
Now how can you act when there's
nothing inside to come out?!
Norma sips her coffee, softly sobbing. Hannah, reacting,
walks away from the counter and, capping the bottle of pills,
puts them back in the cupboard. Evan plays the piano
offscreen. The camera moves in on Hannah's face as she
reflects, her voice heard over the screen.
She was so beautiful at one time,
and he was so dashing. Both of them
just full of promise and hopes that
The camera leaves Hannah's face as she continues to reflect;
it moves to the den, to the row of family photos on the piano:
one of a present-day Evan and Norma, others where both Norma
and Evan are young, beautiful, hopeful. The music plays on.
And the fights and the constant
infidelities to prove themselves...
and blaming each other. It's s-sad.
They loved the idea of having us
kids, but raising us didn't interest
them much. But it's impossible to
hold it against them. They didn't
know anything else.
The film cuts back to the kitchen. Norma stands up; Hannah
takes her coffee cup and sets it on the counter.
You know, of all of us in the family,
you were the one blessed with the
She puts her arm around Hannah's shoulder. Mother and
daughter walk out of the kitchen.
(holding the hand her
mother had placed on
Ohhh, my true gift is luck, Mom.
I just had a lot of luck... from my
first show, you know? I've always
thought Lee was the one destined for
Yes, she's lovely, but she doesn't
have your spark.
She knows it. She worships you.
She wouldn't dare get up there on
(looking at her mother)
Now, Holly's not shy.
They stop at the entrance to the den. Evan can be seen
playing the piano as they continue their conversation.
No, Holly's game for anything. Holly
takes after me.
(shaking her head)
I'd have been a great dope addict.
Norma chortles. Hannah laughs, touching her mother. They
walk over to Evan at the piano.
Remember this, Hannah?
Evan plays a few bars of "You Are Too Beautiful" as mother
and daughter, their backs to the camera, listen. Norma leans
over the piano; Hannah looks off into the distance, deep in
reflection. The piano music continues in the background as
the movie cuts to:
Lee walking along a wharf by the waterfront. The wind blows
her hair; she hugs the e.e. cummings book to her chest. She,
too, is deep in thought. She stops at the edge of the wharf;
the camera continues to move, to a group of wooden pilings
nearby, lapped by the water.
The piano piece ends and the film is quiet.
INT. HOSPITAL CAT-SCAN ROOM - DAY
The quiet continues as the film cuts to a close-up of a large,
circular CAT-scan module in an antiseptic hospital room. A
slowly moving stretcher, bearing Mickey's strapped prone
body, begins to enter the round opening of the module. As
the camera pulls back from Mickey, his taped head under the
scan, two technicians can be seen through the window
separating the scanner from the control room. One of them,
sitting down, taps information into a computer while the
other technician stands nearby, looking from Mickey to the
The movie then cuts briefly to the computer screen, showing
an image of Mickey's skull. Scan lines bleep over the skull.
The camera moves up from the screen to reveal Mickey once
again, as seen through the window, silent and serious under
the CAT-scan module.
From Mickey's prone form, the film moves to the two
technicians, as seen through the window in the scanner room.
They examine the computer screen and talk indistinctly to
each other. One of the men, nodding, taps more information
into the computer.
While they're studying the CAT-scan picture, the camera cuts
to a back view of Mickey under the module. There is a science-
fiction feel to this scene, as if Mickey is lying in the
center of a huge, white, futuristic circle. The stretcher,
bearing Mickey, slowly moves out of the module.
INT. DR. BROOK'S OFFICE - DAY
Dr. Brooks, holding Mickey's X-rays, walks past a row of
bookshelves to his light panel. He props up the X-rays.
I'm afraid the news is not good.
Dr. Brooks turns to an offscreen Mickey.
(continuing, taking a
pencil out of his
If I can show you exactly where the
tumor is, and why we feel that surgery
would be of no use.
The film quickly cuts to a close-up of Mickey's face, reacting
in total despair. He closes his eyes; he covers his face
with his hand.
It's over. I'm face-to-face with
...grown quite large without being
indistinctly as Mickey
Not later, but now. I'm so frightened
I can't move, speak, or breathe.
As Mickey finishes his speech, the "real" Dr. Brooks is seen
walking into the office. The previous scene had been a
figment of Mickey's imagination, a nightmare fantasy only.
Holding Mickey's X-rays, the "real" Dr. Brooks walks past
the same row of books to the light panel.
Well, you're just fine. There's
absolutely nothing here at all. And
your tests are all fine.
(switching on the
light on the panel
and propping up the
I must admit, I was concerned, given
(turning to look at
the offscreen Mickey)
What caused this hearing loss in one
ear, I guess we'll never really know
for sure. But whatever it was, it's
certainly not anything serious at
I'm very relieved.
EXT. MOUNT SINAI HOSPITAL - DAY
Once again, Mickey is seen leaving the building, but this
time he bounds down the steps, jumping for joy. He runs
swirling down the street, clapping his hands, happy with
relief. Upbeat, uptempo jazz plays in the background.
Several cars pass as Mickey joyfully runs. Suddenly he stops,
his hand to his mouth, reflecting.
INT. MICKEY'S OFFICE - DAY
Gail sits in a chair in front of a bookshelf. A sofa, a
coffee table holding periodicals, and an endtable with a
lamp complete the tableau. Gail's hands are clasped on her
What do you mean you're quitting?
Why? The news is good! You don't
have canc--the thing.
Mickey, standing behind his desk, his back to the camera,
his coat still on, looks out at the Manhattan skyline.
Do you realize what a thread we're
all hanging by?
Mickey, you're off the hook. You
should be celebrating.
(walking around to
the front of his
Can you understand how meaningless
everything is? Everything! I'm
talking about nnnn--our lives, the
show... the whole world, it's
Yeah... but you're not dying!
No, I'm not dying now, but, but
you know, when I ran out of the
hospital, I, I was so thrilled because
they told me I was going to be all
right. And I'm running down the
street, and suddenly I stop, 'cause
it hit me, all right, so, you know,
I'm not going to go today. I'm okay.
I'm not going to go tomorrow.
But eventually, I'm going to be in
Gail gets up from her chair. She walks past Mickey to a
nearby cabinet. She opens a drawer, rummaging around for
something. The camera follows her, leaving Mickey briefly.
You're just realizing this now?
Well, I don't realize it now, I know
it all the time, but, but I managed
to stick it in the back of my mind...
As Mickey continues to talk offscreen, Gail closes the cabinet
drawer and walks to a file cabinet behind Mickey's desk.
...because it-it's a very horrible
thing to... think about!
Gail opens the file cabinet and takes out a pack of gum. She
slams it closed, distracted.
(turning to Gail)
Can I tell you something? Can I
tell you a secret?
as she walks around
A week ago, I bought a rifle.
(sitting on the arm
of a chair near Mickey)
I went into a store, I bought a rifle.
I was gonna... You know, if they
told me that I had a tumor, I was
going to kill myself. The only thing
that mighta stopped me, might've, is
my parents would be devastated. I
would, I woulda had to shoot them,
also, first. And then, I have an
aunt and uncle, I would have... You
know, it would have been a bloodbath.
a stick of gum)
Tch, well, you know, eventually it,
it is going to happen to all of us.
Yes, but doesn't that ruin everything
for you? That makes everything...
Gail sighs. She pops a piece of gum into her mouth as Mickey
continues to speak.
...you know it, it just takes the
pleasure out of everything.
I mean, you're gonna die, I'm gonna
die, the audience is gonna die, the
network's gonna-- The sponsor.
I know, I know, and your hamster.
(chewing and pointing
Listen, kid, I think you snapped
Maybe you need a few weeks in Bermuda,
or something. Or go to a whorehouse!
(shaking his head,
his hand to his chest)
I can't stay on this show. I gotta
get some answers. Otherwise
(pausing and holding
I'm telling you, I'm going to do
The entrance to the St. Regis Hotel, elegant and warmly lit
in the night. Pedestrians pass. Baroque harpsichord music
plays over the scene. The camera moves up the hotel's façade,
past its welcoming flags, to its ornate windows several floors
As the harpsichord continues to play, the film moves inside,
to one of the hotel rooms. Elliot, his back to the camera,
is opening the door to Lee.
Elliot closes the door behind her as she enters. They stand
very close to each other, framed by the door and a stark,
subtly striped wallpapered wall.
(looking intensely at
Lee, his hands in
I thought you weren't coming.
I almost didn't.
(putting his hand on
her shoulder, wanting
to kiss her)
I didn't sleep all night.
(taking his hand away,
gesturing to the
No, no-no-no, I'm sure.
They walk towards the camera, further into the room. Elliot
puts his arm around Lee.
What are we doing, meeting in a hotel
room? It's terrible, isn't it?
The music stops. The camera follows Lee as she walks towards
the curtained windows, past a fireplace, a mirror, some
innocuous pictures, a delicate table holding a lamp, the
foot of the bed.
I-I couldn't think where to invite
you without taking risks.
I promised myself I wouldn't let
this happen till you were living
alone. I was so torn when you called.
She parts a corner of the curtains, looking out the window,
turning when Elliot speaks.
I've wanted to call you everyday
since I first told you how I felt.
He walks over to Lee by the curtained windows.
I resisted so many times.
Don't think badly of me.
He takes Lee into his arms.
This is not an easy situation.
I know it isn't.
They kiss, their figures almost silhouetted in the warm glow
of the room. Elliot takes Lee's coat off without breaking
the kiss. They embrace. They kiss each other lightly, then
stronger, more passionately, their embrace much tighter.
And it's later that night. The harpsichord music begins to
play again as the camera moves over the bed covers to reveal
Lee, lying contentedly under the sheets, her hair fanned out
on the pillows, one arm near her head.
That was just perfect. You've ruined
me for anyone else.
I don't want anyone else ever to
I was so worried I wouldn't compare
Oh, my God.
He enters the screen, sitting down on the edge of the bed
next to Lee. He holds a cigarette.
You really do have those thoughts,
Oh, all the time.
Elliot chuckles; they hold hands.
I know she must be a really passionate
(looking at their
Yes, she's, she's very warm, but,
but it-it's me that wants to be giving
to you. I-I-I want to do things for
you. Hannah doesn't need me as much.
(chuckling as Lee
I'm being presumptuous. Not that
you need me.
I want you to take care of me...
And I love when you do things to me.
Elliot leans down to Lee; they begin to kiss passionately.
EXT. STREET OUTSIDE FREDERICK'S LOFT - NIGHT
Lee walks along the sidewalk in the rain; she's bareheaded.
The streets are dark. A car drives by; a pedestrian passes
holding an umbrella. Lee passes a restaurant well lit inside
by hanging lamps. The baroque music continues as she enters
the loft, her head soaked. She closes the door, touching
her soaking hair.
Lee walks through the loft's living room area, unbelting her
coat, towards the bathroom. She passes Frederick, who sits
at a table in the kitchen area, drinking a cup of coffee and
reading the paper. A plate with a half-eaten sandwich sits
in front of him. The music stops.
(opening the bathroom
Lucy and I kept talking, and I didn't
realize how late it had gotten.
(barely glancing up
from his paper)
You missed a very dull TV show about
Auschwitz. More gruesome film
clips... and more puzzled
intellectuals declaring their
mystification over the systematic
murder of millions.
As he talks, Lee is seen turning on the bathroom light. She
takes off her coat, hanging it on a hook, then begins to dry
her hair with a towel.
(turning his head
slightly in Lee's
The reason why they could never answer
the question "How could it possibly
happen?" is that it's the wrong
question. Given what people are,
the question is
"Why doesn't it happen more often?"
Of course it does, in subtler forms.
Frederick takes a bite of his sandwich and another sip of
coffee as Lee walks out of the bathroom, tossing the towel
down on the counter.
(moving her fingers
through her wet hair)
I have a little headache from this
She takes a kettle and fills it with water.
It's been ages since I sat in front
of the TV... just changing channels
to find something.
As Frederick continues his monologue, Lee is busy in the
background: striking a wooden match and lighting a burner on
the stove for the kettle, taking a glass out of the cupboard,
walking into the bathroom for some pills, filling the glass
with water in the kitchen sink, and taking her pills.
You see the whole culture... Nazis,
deodorant salesman, wrestlers...
beauty contests, the talk show...
Can you imagine the level of a mind
that watches wrestling?
Hmm? But the worst are the
fundamentalist preachers... third-
rate con men, telling the poor suckers
that watch them that they speak for
Jesus... and to please send in money.
(picking up his
Money, money, money! If Jesus came
back, and saw what's going on in his
name, he'd never stop throwing up.
He takes a bite of his sandwich and a sip of coffee. Lee
sets her glass on the kitchen counter and walks towards the
hands in her hair)
Oh, God, Frederick, could you please
lighten up?! I'm really not in the
mood to hear a review of contemporary
She starts to take off her wet clothes by the bed. Frederick
takes off his glasses. He turns and looks at Lee in surprise.
(standing up from the
You know, you've been very nervous
I can't take this anymore.
(walking over to the
I'm just trying to complete an
education I started on you five years
(unbuttoning her blouse)
I'm not your pupil.
(sighing, her hands
at her side)
I was, but I'm not.
(sitting down on the
edge of the bed)
When you leave the nest, I just want
you to be ready to face the real
He pulls Lee down next to him on the bed.
(putting her hand on
Frederick, we're going to have to
make some changes.
(quickly looking at
Oh, you know what. I'm suffocating!
(turning away, his
hands clasped in
front of him)
Oh! Are we going to have this
Yes, we're going to have this
conversation again. I... I have to
leave. I have to move out.
(shaking his clasped
Because I have to!
What are you going to use for money?!
I don't know. I thought, maybe I'd
move in with my parents for a while.
Tch, oh. I always told you you would
(looking at Lee)
But... does it have to be now?
(hugging her arm with
her other hand)
Well, maybe it'll only be temporary,
but I ha--I have to try.
(taking Lee's head in
his hands and looking
Oh... Lee, you are my whole world.
Good God! Have you been kissed
from her face)
Oh, yes, you have!
(quickly standing up,
(raising his voice)
You've been with someone!
away from the bed)
Stop accusing me!
Lee runs into the kitchen, her hands tight around her chest.
I'm too smart, Lee! You can't fool
me! You're turning all red!
Lee, fraught with emotion, briefly puts her outstretched
hands on the refrigerator door, then turns around and leans
against it, hugging herself, her blouse still unbuttoned,
her hair still wet and bedraggled.
Leave me alone!
Frederick enters the kitchen area and leans against the
Oh, Christ! What's wrong with you?!
(leaning against the
Oh, couldn't you say something? You
have to slither around behind my
I'm saying it now!
So you met somebody else?
Frederick cringes, reacting. He puts his hand to his
forehead; he sighs.
(walking into the
But you, God, you knew that was going
to happen sooner or later. I can't
live like this!
(turning to face Lee
in the bathroom, his
Who is it?
things in her purse,
glaring at Frederick)
What's the difference?! It's just
somebody I met!
But who? Where did you meet him?
It doesn't make a difference! I
have to move out!
You are, you are my only connection
to the world!
Lee turns and faces Frederick in the bathroom doorway.
Oh, God, that's too much
responsibility for me. It's not
fair! I want a less complicated
life, Frederick. I want a husband,
maybe even a child before it's too
(reacting, his face
in his hand)
closer to Frederick)
Oh, God, I don't even know what I
Tch, oh, what do you get out of me,
anyway? I mean...
(laying her head
against his shoulder,
it's not sexual anymore. It's
certainly not intellectual. I mean,
you're so superior to me in every
Frederick furiously shakes Lee away. He pounds his fist
against a cupboard. Lee, gasping, moves away.
Please, don't patronize me!
He puts his hand on his forehead, then turns to the offscreen
God! I should have married you years
ago when you wanted to! I should
He walks over to Lee in another area of the kitchen.
Oh, God, don't you know it never
would have worked?
Frederick turns away from Lee. He begins to pace near the
I told you, one day you would leave
(leaning on the counter)
for a younger man. I--
He loudly pounds his fist on the counter in despair and
frustration, then covers his eyes with his hands in sorrow.
INT. HANNAH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Hannah, wearing a plaid shirt, sits up in bed, a book propped
up on her knees. A cupboard with some bric-a-brac is mounted
behind the night table, which holds a small, white, warm-
glowing lamp and some photographs. She turns the page as
Elliot, in pajamas and silk bathrobe, enters. She continues
to read her book as he sits down at the edge of the bed and
muses. His voice is heard over the screen.
What passion today with Lee. She's
a volcano. It was a totally
fulfilling experience... Just as I
dreamed it would be.
(nodding slightly as
he takes off his
That's what it was. It was like
living out a dream... a great dream.
(taking off his
Now I feel very good and cozy being
here next to Hannah. There's
something very lovely and real about
(tossing his bathrobe
aside and lying down
on the bed next to
Hannah, his hands
crossed over his
She gives me a very deep feeling of
being part of something. She's a
wonderful woman... and I betrayed
her. She came into my empty life
and changed it... and I paid her
back by banging her sister in a hotel
room. God, I'm despicable. What a
cruel and shallow thing to do.
I have to call her now and tell her
what we did was crazy.
It can't ever happen again. I'm not
that kind of man... and I value Hannah
too much. I love my wife. Now I've
betrayed her. Oh, God!
Elliot frantically stands up and leaves the room.
(reading, not looking
Where're you going?
I've, uh... gotta find, gotta get a
phone number in my desk. I forgot
to phone Mel Kaufman.
It's so late.
Yeah, I know. I-I can't believe I
Elliot walks quickly into the darkened hallway.
What if he answers?
(turning into the
doorway leading to
the living room)
I'll hang up.
(walking into the
darkened living room)
I'll tell her we can't communicate
until I terminate my marriage.
Elliot switches on the light. He paces back and forth in
front of the piano and an accompanying music stand. The top
of the piano is filled with family photos; the lamp he turned
on illuminates some framed pictures on the wall and the piece
of sheet music open on the piano.
Then, time will pass. I won't call,
and she'll get the idea. I gotta
stop this before I get in too deep.
I'd rather hurt Lee a little, than
Elliot stops pacing and checks his wristwatch.
It's one-thirty. She... she can't
have a conversation with me... with
him around. I'm getting hysterical.
(putting his hands on
I'll call her first thing in the
morning. I'll call her at six.
Frederick goes jogging at six, yeah,
she'll be alone. And I'll, I'll
call her and nip it in the bud.
The phone rings. Elliot jumps.
(loudly, to the
I've got it! I've got it! I've got
(picking up the phone,
into the telephone)
(loudly, for the
The movie cuts to Lee, standing in the dark in Frederick's
loft. She talks softly into the telephone.
(into the telephone)
I would have hung up if you hadn't
answered and I promise I won't ever
do this again, but I just had to
tell you, I feel very close to you
tonight. Very, very close.
Lee hangs up the phone and the movie cuts back to Elliot,
standing in his living room. Stunned, he slowly lowers the
"The only absolute knowledge attainable by man is that life
is meaningless." - Tolstoy
Jazz is heard as the movie cuts to the outside of a university
library, the camera focused on a huge replica of Rodin's
Thinker before moving to the front entrance. Mickey can be
seen emerging from its depths. He wears his raincoat, his
hands are in his pockets. He ponders the scene as he walks
past the statue and a small front garden and down the
sidewalk. Passersby, some holding books, are seen.
Millions of books written on every
conceivable subject by all these
great minds, and, and in the end,
none of 'em knows anything more about
the big questions of life than I do.
Ss--I read Socrates. You know, n-n-
n--, this guy used to kn-knock off
little Greek boys. What the hell's
he got to teach me? And, and
Nietzsche with his, with his Theory
of Eternal Recurrence. He said that
the life we live, we're gonna live
over and over again the exact same
way for eternity. Great. That means
I, uh, I'll have to sit through the
Ice Capades again. Tch. It's not
The movie next cuts to a sunny day in Central Park. A male
jogger, seen through some tree branches, runs by. The camera
moves past him, revealing a pondering Mickey walking by the
reservoir. He continues to talk over the screen.
And, and Freud, another great
pessimist. Jeez, I was in analysis
for years. Nothing happened. My
poor analyst got so frustrated. The
guy finally put in a salad bar.
Several joggers pass Mickey; he continues to ruminate.
Oh! Look at all these people
jogging... trying to stave off the
inevitable decay of the body. Boy
(smacking his lips)
it's so sad what people go through
with their-their stationary bike and
their exercise and their...
(glancing at a fat
woman jogger in a
red sweatsuit who
...Oh! Look at this one! Poor thing.
My God, she has to tote all that fat
around. Maybe the poets are right.
Maybe love is the only answer.
Mickey goes over to the chain-link fence encircling the
reservoir. He stops walking and looks out over the water.
Shh--Of course, I was in love with
Hannah. That didn't work out too
I even took her sister out. Remember
Mickey continues to look through the fence at the water and
the distant skyline. A jogger crosses in front of him. It's
very quiet; the soft jazz continues.
Remember years ago when Hannah and I
got divorced and she fixed me up
with her sister Holly?
The film cuts abruptly to Mickey's flashback of his date
with Holly, beginning with a rock club performance. The
soft jazz becomes loud, pulsating rock. Three punkers--a
girl with pink hair, a girl with a spiked mohawk, and a guy
with Stevie Wonder braids and sunglasses--watch and bop their
heads to the sounds of the offscreen rock band, The 39 Steps.
The camera moves to the stage, revealing a sleazy-looking
rock band in the midst of their number.
THE 39 STEPS
"I want to be like you I said I'm
going to fit into your group..."
As the band loudly plays on, the camera moves across the
spellbound audience, sitting at crowded, smoky, small tables,
to reveal a stricken Mickey and a mesmerized Holly squeezed
together at one of them. A nearby member of the audience
swills beer from a bottle. Holly, beating time to the music
and enjoying herself, takes a puff of her cigarette. She
wears a wristful of silver bracelets. She glances at Mickey
impatiently. He's the only one in the place wearing a suit.
THE 39 STEPS
"I don't wanna be different Said I'm
gonna be just like you Because I'm
gonna buy the records That they play
Holly turns back to the band, who are still in full swing.
The camera moves down the body of the lead singer, singing
into a microphone, from his longish, curly red hair, through
his cut-off red shirt and sweaty torso, to his guitar. He
wears several silver bracelets on his wrists and gold
bracelets on his upper arm. The microphone screeches
THE 39 STEPS
"I'm gonna dance at clubs Gonna do
just what I'm told Because I'm
bleedin' now And I'm bleedin' now I
wanna slip, slip, slip, slip, slip
Into the crowd I wanna slip, slip,
slip, slip, slip Into the crowd..."
The camera moves back to Holly and the even more stricken-
looking Mickey. They are crowded in with people. In the
background, a waitress holds up a tray. A man drinks from a
glass mug; people chatter indistinctly over the loud band.
The club is noisy, smoky, and thick with people. Holly
glances at Mickey once again, this time unable to contain
Oh, why are you making those faces?
(leaning over to Holly,
I can't hear you. I can't hear
anything. I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm gonna
lose hearing in my ear! I'm--
gesturing to the
Listen, you are witnessing genius!
(pointing to his ears)
I, I, my ears are experiencing a
meltdown! I can't hear anything.
Look, can't you feel the energy?
It's tangible energy! The room's
alive with positive vibrations!
She opens a vial of cocaine.
(gesturing, trying to
talk over the band)
Holly, I'm frightened! I'm--After
they sing... they're gonna take
hostages! Now let's--
Holly holds a short metal straw of cocaine to her nose and
Don't, no, please. Will you-- No,
(holding the straw
You want some?
THE 39 STEPS
(singing in the
Holly and Mickey
"I want to dress like you Say, I'll
buy all the clothes I want to fuck
like you Yeah, I'm sure it shows
(shaking his head)
I don't. No. No.
Come on, Mickey. Come on.
But, no, you've been doing that all
night! You're gonna... you're gonna
burn a hole in your... You're gonna
develop a third nostril! Really,
(putting his hand on
While Mickey pleads with her, Holly puts her cocaine vial
into her purse. She holds a finger against one nostril and
sniffs. She then picks up her lit cigarette and continues
Can we, can we go?
(looking at the
bopping her head to
the music and smoking)
(touching his ear in
The camera leaves the crowded tables and moves back to the
band. The lead singers continues to sing with his band,
swaying his body to the music...
THE 39 STEPS
"...Gonna buy the records That they
play on the radio..."
...as the film cuts abruptly to outside the rock club. The
music has stopped. Mickey and Holly, almost in dark
silhouette, are walking at a fast clip along the sidewalk,
arguing. They pass some lighted clothing store windows; a
few cars go by in the dark street.
I love songs about extraterrestrial
life, don't you?
Not when they're sung by
Oh, well, I cannot communicate with
you! I, you know, I never realized
you were such a tightass.
I can't understand you. Your sisters,
both sisters have such good taste in
music. I don't know where you went,
Do you mind? I'm-I'm my own person.
Can I take you someplace to hear
(touching the hat on
Eh, Mickey, it's getting late.
Now come on, you're be--, 'cause
you're being angry at me.
They stop briefly at a street corner and look for oncoming
cars before crossing. Mickey takes Holly's arm as they walk
across the street towards the camera.
I'm not angry! You know, you, well,
you don't believe in ESP, you don't
like rock music, you won't get high...
It's like I'm dating Cardinal Cooke!
INT. THE CARLYLE CLUB - NIGHT
Bobby Short is playing "I'm In Love Again" on the piano,
accompanied by a bass player. An Art Deco mural fills the
wall behind him...
"Why am I Just as reckless as a child?
Why am I Like a racehorse running
wild? Why am I In a state of ecstasy?
The reason is 'cause something's
Happened to me I'm in love again And
the spring is comin'..."
...as the camera leaves the musicians and moves to the
conservatively dressed audience. A far cry from the rock
club atmosphere, the Carlyle is quiet except for Bobby Short's
singing. The audience at their tables watch him, some with
smiles of pleasure. A man has his arm around a woman. Jewels
sparkle in another woman's hair. The men wear suits.
Mickey and Holly sit at one of the tables; a candle burns in
its holder on the tabletop. Holly takes a cigarette from
her purse as she holds her hand to her nose, sniffing. Mickey
keeps shooting glances at Holly; she can't sit still. Bobby
Short continues to sing...
"I'm in love again Hear my heart
strings strummin' I'm in love again
And the hymn they're hummin' Is those
cuddle-up huddle-up blues I'm in
love again And I can't rise above
...as Holly lights her cigarette, dropping her matchbook on
the floor. She bends down to pick it up, then starts to
fidget in her chair. She gulps her wine; she sniffs. Mickey
tries to watch the offscreen Bobby Short; he crosses his
arms across his chest.
The film cuts back briefly to Bobby Short playing the piano...
"I'm in love again And I love, love,
THEN ABRUPTLY CUTS TO:
EXT. THE CARLYLE HOTEL - NIGHT
A taxi pulls away from the curb as Mickey and Holly walk out
of the hotel through its revolving doors. Holly stays under
the awning; Mickey walks to the curb and looks angrily back
at her. People pass by as Mickey walks back and forth from
the curb to Holly, growing angrier and angrier.
Thanks for a swell time.
Well, if you didn't like it, you
didn't like it, but you didn't have
to talk while the guy was singing.
I was so bored!
Yeah, that's tough! You don't deserve
Cole Porter. You should stay with
those groups that look like they're
gonna stab their mother!
At least I'm open to new concepts!
And you don't have to snort cocaine
at the table all the time! What do
you, what do you do? Carry a kilo
around in your purse?
This crowd wouldn't know the
difference! They're embalmed!
(waving his arm and
whistling for a taxi)
I'm glad Hannah got us together.
You know, she's got a great instinct
for people. Really.
A taxi pulls up to the curb. Mickey and Holly walk up to
its rear door.
Oh, look, I'm sorry it didn't work
Yeah. Me, too.
You know, it's probably my fault.
I've been a little depressed lately.
Right. Yeah. I had a...
...I had a great time tonight, really.
It was like the Nuremberg Trials.
He holds the door open for Holly. She gets in.
Oh, I'll see myself home!
Holly slams the door. Mickey starts to walk along the
sidewalk as the taxi drives off; he passes the hotel and
several evening-lit store windows. "I'm In Love Again" begins
to play in the background as Mickey's voice is heard.
Yeah, it was quite an evening. Holly
with her cocaine...
She should have been wearing a gold
shovel around her neck. Tch, she
was polymorphously insensitive, I
(smacking his lips)
Too bad, too... 'cause, you know, I
always had a little crush on her.
Both a bus and a taxi drive down the street, blocking Mickey
from view. The music stops and the film cuts to:
A big-band rendition of "You Made Me Love You" begins as the
film cuts to a hotel room. Elliot and Lee can be seen dancing
cheek to cheek in the reflection of a mirror over a dresser.
A TV sits in the corner. A lamp is on one side of the
dresser; on the other side is a bucket with champagne. Two
half-full glasses sit nearby. Elliot and Lee dance into
view. Without missing a beat, Elliot picks up one of the
glasses of champagne and hands it to Lee. She sips. Elliot
sips, then puts it back down on the dresser. They embrace
tightly, continuing to dance.
INT. HANNAH'S DINING ROOM - NIGHT
Elliot, Hannah, and the twins sit at the dining room table.
A Christmas tree stands in the corner of the room, next to a
table holding a lamp; a picture hangs on the wall. The family
has just finished eating; the table is cluttered with the
remains of dinner, including a quart of milk, some chocolate
syrup, and a bottle of ketchup. Hannah's two adopted children
stand by her chair; she is showing them how a small camera
works. The children watch her, fascinated, muttering among
themselves. Elliot looks listless. He stares blankly at
(to her adopted
Oh, you just have to read the
instructions. I mean, you just set
one of these things and you can take,
you can take pictures underwater.
Can I try it?
(handing him the camera)
Sure! Yeah. When we get to the
country, we'll try it in the lake.
The child takes the camera from Hannah, as well as picking
up a second identical one from the table.
(resting her chin in
Can I go?
The adopted children leave, the twins going off with them.
When they're gone, Hannah takes a sip of her coffee and looks
at Elliot. She puts down her cup, still watching him.
(after a beat)
Are you in a bad mood?
(shaking his head
I don't know. Um... I'm just antsy.
The camera moves in on their faces as they continue to speak.
Family photos line the mantel behind Hannah's head.
Yes. I know. The last few weeks,
you haven't been yourself. And
tonight at, tonight at dinner, you,
you were kind of curt with me.
(looking down at his
Yes, you were. A-and when I, when I
brought up the idea of having a baby,
you just, you jumped down my throat.
(shaking his head)
Well, I-I don't think it's a very
Because it's the last thing in the
world we need right now.
Why do you say that? Is there
I don't know.
Well, tell me. Should I be worried?
But, you got four children!
I want one with you.
Well... I-I think we should wait
till things settle.
But what do, what do you--
what's that mean? W-w-we've been,
we've been married for four years.
How settled can things get?
You know, y-you have some very set
plans on how your life should be
structured. A-a house, uh, kids,
certain schools, a h--, a home in
Connecticut. I-it's all very...
(shaking her head)
Yeah, but I... uh--I thought you
needed that. When-when-when we met,
you said your life was chaos.
I-I-I know, but there's got to be
some give and take.
Hannah sighs. Elliot angrily throws his napkin on the table.
He stands up and begins to pace behind Hannah.
Oh, let's not--I, I don't know what
the hell I'm talking about.
Are you angry with me?
Do you feel, um... are you
disenchanted with our marriage?
(pointing at Hannah)
I didn't say that.
Are you in love with someone else?
My God! Wha-what is this? The
He sits down again, in a chair next to Hannah; the ketchup
bottle sits in front of him.
(turning to look at
Well, what? What, wh-what are you
not telling me?
(gesturing and pointing)
What kind of interrogation... Su-
supposing I said yes? I-I-I am
disenchanted. I am in love with
(staring at Hannah
for a beat before
But you keep asking these, these
awful questions. My God, it's-it's
like you want me to say yes!
What, you, of c-- What are you talking
about? Of course not. I'd be
The camera moves in on Elliot's anguished face. He talks
over the screen.
For Chrissakes, stop torturing her.
Tell her you want out and get it
over with. You're in love with her
sister. You didn't do it on purpose.
Be honest. It's always the best
He looks down. Hannah leans over and tenderly puts her hand
on his shoulder.
Look, can I help you? If you're
suffering over something, will you
share it with me?
She touches his hand; Elliot embraces her.
Hannah, you know how much I love
(kissing her on the
I ought to have my head examined. I
don't deserve you.
Elliot kisses Hannah again; they embrace tightly. She touches
There is no music.
INT. SOHO CLOTHING BOUTIQUE - DAY
The screen shows a metal staircase next to a large white
column. Holly's voice can be heard as she and Hannah make
their way up the stairs, moving into view. A man carrying a
shopping bag walks down the steps; he passes them. Hannah
and Holly talk as they climb.
You know, I just want to look so
good, but I don't want to seem, you
know, like I'm overdressed.
(onscreen, walking up
the stairs behind
You know what I'm saying?
to look at Holly)
Oh, no, not at all.
(holding up a dress
she's carrying on
Well, how about this?
(looking at the dress)
Well, I, I really like that. I think
that's a pretty color on you.
Hannah and Holly reach the top of the stairs. They walk
onto a cavernous, high-tech floor. Empty bleachers line one
wall; the rest of the floor is filled with racks of clothes
and empty space.
Did you ever think you'd be helping
me buy something to wear to the opera?
Nuh-uh... but I think it's great. I
can't wait to meet him.
Holly follows Hannah to a rack of blouses.
through the rack)
...and his wife's, uh, in and out of
institutions. She's schizophrenic.
Holly continues to talk as she follows Hannah across the
floor to a rack of dresses. Hannah's on one side, flipping
through the hangers. Holly, on the other side of the same
rack, talks to her sister, not looking at the clothes.
Sometimes she's terrific...
...and then she just breaks down.
And he has this sweet daughter...
and when she goes to college next
year, he's going to split permanently.
up at Holly)
...he's really paid his dues, but...
then she helped put him through
architecture school, you know, so...
Hannah takes a jacket on a hanger off the rack and looks at
it. She holds it to her.
at her sister for a
moment with amazement)
You found all this, all this out on
(chuckling and nodding)
Well, I think he was dying to open
up. It's so sad.
(finally looking back
and forth along the
Now... what should I wear to my
Hannah turns to Holly with surprise. She puts the jacket
back on the rack and stares at her; she inhales.
I've got a singing audition for a
Of course, I'll never get it.
Yeah, can you believe it?
(walking around the
rack to Holly, still
Well, I mean, why not? You know, wh-
what have I got to lose? Uh...
Well, no... I-I know, I just, uh...
No, I-I, eh, you know, I, I didn't,
I didn't know you sung.
Hannah begins to look at the rack of clothes on Holly's side,
while her sister stares at her, frowning.
Well, you think everybody in m-
musicals sings so well?
No! No, I, eh, it's just that they
Holly is silent for a moment. Hannah takes a blouse off the
rack and looks at it.
Well... you know, uh... I sing a
little, I mean...
(realizing she's hurt
(hanging the blouse
back on the rack)
I know, no--
I mean, y-you know, don't say it
that way, you know, because my
confidence is not my strong point, I--
her sister's shoulder)
No, I'm sorry. No, I didn't mean
that. No, I didn't mean that.
The two sisters walk away from the rack, Hannah slightly in
the lead. Behind them are some more racks of clothing and a
large window with closed venetian blinds.
Uh, you know, I think I can fake my
way through a song.
(nodding as she looks
around the store,
pulling up her
shoulder bag strap)
Holly pauses, looking at her sister. They continue to walk.
(looking at Hannah)
W-why? You don't think it's
(putting her hand on
No, I didn't, I, that's no. No, I-
I-I, no, I-I just...
hate to see you put yourself in a
position where, where you get hurt,
you know. You know, you know how
They walk over to a table laid out with colorful scarves and
decorated with hurricane lamps bordering its edges.
at some clothes
hanging beneath the
...every, eh, single rejection as-
as-as a... a confirmation that you
have no talent, or something?
Yeah. Well, maybe I'll get it.
at the clothes)
Holly looks at her sister for a beat.
Boy, you really know how to cut me
(looking at Holly,
What? You don't, don't be so
sensitive. Can't I say anything?
Tch, well, I sing!
For Chrissake, Hannah, you heard me
A female customer, who'd come over to the table, browsing
through the rack of clothes near Hannah, looks up, reacting.
She walks away.
to her sister's
(looking at her sister)
Okay. I-- What happened? You know,
we were having a really nice time, a-
and suddenly, everything went to bad
She walks past Holly and briefly looks at a different rack
of clothes beneath the table.
(shaking her head)
Nobody but you can do that to me. I
don't know why.
Look, everything's going your way.
She walks offscreen to a nearby rack; the camera remains
focused on Holly.
at the offscreen
Why must I let my insecurities spoil
Holly chuckles and begins to look through the scarves on the
INT. THEATER - DAY
A group of theater executives, including the producer, the
director, and two assistants, sit in a cluster in the empty
audience, talking; they look up at the offscreen Holly, who
is auditioning on the stage. She is singing "I'm Old-
Fashioned," accompanied by a piano.
"This year's fancies Are passing
The film moves from the audience to the stage where Holly,
her hands clasped in front of her, continues to sing her
song. A large group of other hopefuls are seen in the
background behind her.
singing, barely moving
"But sighing sighs Holding hands
This my heart Understands I'm old-
fashioned And I don't mind it It's
how I want to be As long as you agree
To stay old-fashioned with me."
The camera moves from Holly back to the executives in the
audience. As it passes the empty audience seats, they are
It was very nice.
The camera has reached the executives in the audience. They
are now chattering among themselves, Holly forgotten.
The film cuts back to the stage, where April, handling the
audition pianist some sheet music, prepares herself to sing
"The Way You Look Tonight." The stage is very black, stark,
except for April and the pianist.
"Someday When I'm awfully low When
the world is cold I will get a glow
Just thinking of you And the way you
EXT. A STREET OUTSIDE THE THEATER - DAY
A theater marquee can be seen on the busy street as Holly
and April walk down the street towards the camera, moving
closer and closer as they talk. Workmen and various street
noises can be heard indistinctly in the background.
I'm telling you, you sounded great.
You, uh, you may be surprised.
Oh, I'm just glad we have a catering
job this week. I'm real low on money.
Yeah, we have Mr. Morris Levine's
eightieth birthday party on Riverside
Drive... or Riverside Memorial Chapel,
depending on his health.
Oh, uh, listen, David called me up.
Uh, David called me last night, and
he wants to take me to the opera.
I didn't know what to say.
No, he called late last night.
I, uh, I'm very surprised.
He wants to take me to see Rigoletto.
(looking briefly at
And you, you-you're going?
Well, I-I-I didn't know what to say.
First I said no, but then, he pressed
it. He said, uh, he'd taken you once
and he really wanted to invite me.
But I'm seeing him.
I know. I said that, but...
he said it was something he really
felt like doing.
(stopping and facing
(looking off, sniffing)
I... I don't know what to say.
Look, it's just an evening at the
opera. Did I, I-I do wrong in
Holly looks away sadly; she shakes her head.
"The big leap."
The film cuts to Father Flynn's rectory office. The Catholic
priest looks out a simple stained-glass window, then turns
to an offscreen Mickey.
Now why do you think that you would
like to convert to Catholicism?
The camera moves back to reveal Mickey, his back to the
camera, sitting in front of Father Flynn's desk. A lamp is
lit in the background; the Father's desk is neat. The room
is comfortably decorated in wood and leather.
Well, uh, because, y-you know, I
gotta have something to believe in,
otherwise life is just meaningless.
(pacing behind his
desk and gesturing)
I understand. But why did you make
the decision to choose the Catholic
The movie cuts to Mickey's face. He's very neat in a tie,
sweater, and sports jacket.
Tch. Well, y-you know... first of
all, because it's a very beautiful
religion. It's very well structured.
Now I'm talking now, incidentally,
about the-the, uh, against-school-
prayer, pro-abortion, anti-nuclear
So at the moment you don't believe
The camera cuts back to Father Flynn, who walks over to a
leather armchair next to a table set for tea. He begins to
pour the tea into china cups.
No. A-a-and I-I want to. You know,
I'm-I'm willing to do anything.
I'll, you know, I'll dye Easter eggs
if it works.
(walking over to Father
Flynn and sitting
down in an adjacent
I-I need some evidence. I gotta
have some proof. Uh, you know, I- I-
if I can't believe in God
raincoat in his lap)
then I don't think life is worth
(stopping his tea
It means making a very big leap.
Father Flynn clasps his hands in his lap.
with his raincoat)
Yes, well, can-can you help me?
The film abruptly cuts to the long hallway in Mickey's
In the foreground, a section of the living room can be seen,
with a bureau holding a lamp and a framed photo. The hallway
itself is crowded with pictures and a wall shelf. At the
other end of the hallway, in the background, is another
bureau, with candlesticks on top and a framed picture on the
wall above. Mickey's mother stands in the front of this
bureau at the hallway's end, screaming at the top of her
lungs, holding her heart dramatically.
Why? Oh, my God!
She sobs hysterically, staggering offscreen to the bathroom;
she shuts the door. Mickey walks into view, in the living
room, looking after his shocked mother, who continues to cry
over the scene.
I don't understand.
(turning to his
I thought that you would be happy.
How can we be happy?
His father walks into view, carrying a teacup and a candy
dish. He strides past Mickey towards the kitchen.
(following his father)
Well, because I never thought of God
in my life. Now I'm giving it serious
(offscreen, in the
But Catholicism? Why not your own
(gesturing at the
kitchen door to his
Because I got off to a wrong foot
with my own thing, you know. B-b- b-
but I need a dramatic change in my
You're gonna believe in Jesus Christ?
I know it sounds funny, but I'm gonna
But why? We raised you as a Jew.
So, just 'cause I was born that way...
You know, I'm old enough to make a
Mickey's father walks into view; he stands by the stove near
the kitchen doorway, picking up a dirty glass and some bowls
But why Jesus Christ? Why, for
instance, shouldn't you become a
Holding the dirty dishes in his hand, Mickey's father looks
at his son.
A Bud--? That's totally alien to
me. Look, you're getting on in years,
right? Aren't you afraid of dying?
Mickey's father walks offscreen again, to the kitchen sink.
Why should I be afraid?
Oh! 'Cause you won't exist!
That thought doesn't terrify you?
Mickey's father walks out of the kitchen, past his son, to
the living room.
(waving his arm)
Who thinks about such nonsense? Now
I'm alive. When I'm dead, I'll be
(following his father,
I don't understand. Aren't you
Of what? I'll be unconscious.
(turning and walking
down the hallway)
Yeah, I know. But never to exist
How do you know?
Well, it certainly doesn't look
Mickey stops at the bathroom door at the other end of the
hallway. He starts to pound it.
Who knows what'll be?
Mickey's father comes back on screen; he's carrying a plate
of hors d'oeuvres and an empty glass towards the kitchen. He
stops and looks down the hall at Mickey, who's now struggling
to open the bathroom door.
(gesturing with his
I'll either be unconscious or I won't.
If not, I'll deal with it then. I'm
not gonna worry now about what's
gonna be when I'm unconscious.
(pounding on the door)
Mom, come out!
(offscreen in the
Of course there's a God, you idiot!
You don't believe in God?
But if there's a God, then wh-why is
there so much evil in the world?
What-- Just on a simplistic level.
Why-why were there Nazis?
(offscreen in the
Tell him, Max.
Mickey, reacting, hits his forehead.
How the hell do I know why there
were Nazis? I don't know how the
can opener works.
Mickey starts pounding the door again as the movie cuts to:
A beautiful snow-covered church downtown, complete with
courtyard and wrought-iron fence. A pedestrian walks by
with an umbrella. A church choir sings a soaring hymn over
The music continues as the film moves inside, where the choir
is seen singing behind an altar glowing warm gold. A fairly
large congregation sits in darkened pews as the film cuts to
the back, where Mickey, his arms crossed, stands underneath
some stained-glass windows, watching and listening to the
The choir continues to sing as the movie cuts to Father Flynn
in his office.
He picks up some large, heavy books from a shelf near his
window and he walks over to Mickey, who's standing near his
desk, already holding several tomes. Father Flynn puts the
books on top of Mickey's pile; Mickey, flipping through the
top one, awkwardly carries his bundle to the door.
Next is seen a close-up of a painting of Jesus Christ on the
cross, complete with crown of thorns and holy expression.
His eyes, especially designed to blink as the lights hit
them, open and close repeatedly. The hymn plays on, loudly,
as the camera moves back, revealing Mickey, standing outside
a barber shop window, looking at the Christ playing and
shuffling from side to side to gets its eyes' 3-D effect.
Smaller inspirational pictures border the bigger, blinking
Christ. A barber pole with moving stripes stands nearby;
passing traffic is reflected in the window.
Mickey turns from the window, shrugging, and starts to walk
down the street, past a fruit and vegetable store with open-
air-displayed flowers, past several briskly moving
With the hymn still playing, the screen goes black briefly.
Mickey opens the door, the light from a hallway illuminating
him. He's just entered his apartment. He closes the door
and walks through his dark foyer; he carries a brown bag. He
switches on the light, and walking past his spiral staircase,
past several framed pictures on the wall, he makes his way
to his living room coffee table. Mickey pulls a crucifix out
of the bag; he looks at it, then puts it on the table near a
pile of books and some objets d'art. He then takes out a
copy of the New Testament, putting it on top of the crucifix.
Then out comes a framed picture of a saint. It too gets put
on the growing pile. But the bag is not yet empty. Next
comes a large loaf of Wonder Bread and a large jar of
Hellman's mayonnaise. Mickey sets them on top of the saint.
EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREET - DAY
Lee is walking down the street, looking around her. The
sidewalk is fairly crowded with people; the sounds of traffic
are heard. She passes some office buildings, a store's large
display window; she stops when she sees Hannah. Her sister
is waiting outside the Art Deco façade of a restaurant; she's
looking in the opposite direction. Lee taps Hannah on the
shoulder; Hannah, surprised, turns and gasps.
The sisters laugh and embrace each other.
Hi. Where's Holly?
Hi. She's auditioning for a
television commercial. She said
she's gonna be a little late.
Oh, yeah? How's she doing?
She turns and walks towards the restaurant entrance.
Oh, God, you know Holly. When she's
depressed, she's manic. I think it
was a good idea that we invited her
They disappear inside. The camera follows them, cutting to
the restaurant's interior at the same time the sisters walk
in. It's a chic, trendy place, with an Art Deco design and
high ceilings. A waiter in uniform stands near its glass and
metal doors, holding a tray to his chest; a few people sit
at the bar; a large plant in a vase sits in the foreground.
The sisters walk toward the coatcheck area, deep in
(pulling off her scarf,
still on the subject
I hope you tell her it was your
...'cause every time I try to be
helpful, you know, sh-she gets so
(unbuttoning her coat)
Oh, Hannah, she's-she's just
embarrassed in front of you, that's
Hannah walks offscreen, farther into the coatcheck room. She
talks offscreen as Lee alone is seen, reacting and speaking
as well. In the background, a waiter crosses over to the
bar, then walks away.
So how are you?
Oh, me, I'm okay.
Do you miss Frederick?
I can't believe Elliot and I can't
think of someone nice for you to go
out with, you know--
voice slightly higher-
pitched as she takes
off her coat)
How are you?
You know, how's everything? You
doing okay? How's Frederick?
I mean, Elliot.
Hannah walks out of the coatcheck room without her coat;
it's Lee's turn to disappear and check her things. Now only
Hannah can be seen onscreen as the sisters talk. In the
background, the waiter once again walks over to the bar.
Oh, he's fine. He's-he's, I guess
he's fine. I don't know.
(shaking her head,
her arms crossed)
He's been kinda moody lately, the
last few months.
Yeah. I-I don't know what's wrong
with him. He's just... kind of
distant and difficult.
I've been trying to talk to him about
it. He says everything's fine, but
I don't know. Automatically, you
know, I leap to the worst conclusions.
As Hannah answers her sister, Holly can be seen entering the
restaurant and walking over to the coatcheck area, an unlit
cigarette in her mouth, her sunglasses still on her eyes.
I mean, I don't know, he's seeing
someone else or something, but...
(walking back onscreen
without her coat,
Oh, no! I mean, everyone thinks
things like that.
Hannah mumbles indistinctly as Holly walks over to her
(turning, to Holly)
Well, I just came from an audition...
against the coatcheck
...which I did not get.
So what's new?
She takes off her gloves and scarf, stuffing them in her
(helping Holly with
They said I was too offbeat looking,
whatever the hell that means.
Oh, what do they know?
Holly gives her coat to the coatcheck person.
(to the checker)
(turning to her sisters)
But guess who was there auditioning?
The hostess appears, peeking around the corner of the
coatcheck area. She signals for the three sisters to follow
(reacting to Holly's
You got it.
Holly takes off her sunglasses; her cigarette still dangles
from her mouth. Hannah murmurs her sympathy as the trio
follows the hostess into the dining room.
I was very polite. I maintained my
(taking out a match
for her cigarette)
I said hello.
The sisters walk to their seats, at a round table in the
middle of the room; the hostess puts down their menus.
Hmm. I never trusted April, you know.
She has eyes in the back of her head.
They sit down. The hostess leaves. Other diners are seen
in the background; a waiter is taking the order of a couple
sitting on a banquette; other waiters clear off a table.
Diners walk in and out. A low murmur of conversation, as
well as the faint clatter of dishes, is heard. The camera
moves closer to the three sisters, circling the table as
Yeah, well, she and an architect are
now a very definite item, which I
still cannot believe.
(nodding her head,
holding her cigarette)
Yeah, although it's put an end to
the Stanislavski Catering Company.
Which is why I have to speak to you.
(gesturing to Hannah)
you're gonna get impatient, but... I
have to borrow some more money.
(putting her cigarette
in her mouth and
picking up the matches)
(shaking her head)
Well, that... th-that's fine.
cigarette in one
hand, her matches in
But what I decided to do is some
writing. Yeah, I think I've had it
with acting. You know, these
meaningless auditions at cattle calls.
And I can't handle another rejection.
Now let's face it here. I gotta, you
know, latch on to something in my
life. You know--something with a
future. I'm not sixteen anymore.
(lighting her cigarette)
It's just... crazy!
(puffing her cigarette)
I've got... an idea for a story.
More than one. And I just need a
few months, you know, or, uh, a year
As the camera slowly circles the table, Hannah is seen
listening to Holly, her hand on her mouth.
I've picked up a lot about dramatic
structure from doing my scenes in
Lee, her hand on her mouth, glances briefly at Hannah. As
Hannah replies to Holly, the camera focuses on Lee's face.
She bites her nails; she looks down, involved in her own
Well, that-that's good. It just,
uh... it just seems to me that-that
six months or a year, if-if you spent
it more productively...
(offscreen, the camera
still focused on Lee)
Well-well, like what?
Lee looks up, her hand still on her mouth, watching Hannah,
as the camera slowly moves off her to show Hannah.
Well, I don't know. We'd uh, uh,
um... Didn't Mom mention there was
something... something at the Museum
Yeah, that's clerical.
No. She, didn't she say it was,
um... she said it was in the publicity
department. That-that can lead to
The camera is back on Lee. She looks around tensely, barely
listening to the conversation. She fidgets. An empty table
sits in the background.
Boy, I knew you'd be discouraging.
I'm not! I'm not! I'm trying to be
helpful. A person doesn't just say
one day, "Okay, now-now I'm finished
as an actress. Now I'm a writer."
Yeah, you mean not at my age.
(shaking her head,
unable to take much
Oh, please! We all came to have
lunch, didn't we?
(reacting, now in
Yeah, okay, right. Forget it.
(puffing on her
What's to eat?
Holly abruptly picks up her menu.
(trying to alleviate
Boy... Holly... Holly.
I just want a salad.
You really think I'm a loser, don't
What do--? You're being ridiculous.
You are, Holly. Stop it.
You treat me like a loser.
You never have any faith in my plans.
You always undercut my enthusiasm.
She puffs intensely on her cigarette as the camera slowly
circles to Hannah's face. She is equally intense, looking
at both sisters as she speaks.
Not so! No. I think I've been very
supportive. I've... I try to give
you honest, constructive advice.
I'm-I'm always happy to help you
financially. I think I've gone out
of my way to-to introduce you to
interesting single men. There's
nothing I would--
Uh, losers! All losers!
You're too demanding.
You know, I could always tell what
you thought of me by the type of men
you fixed me up with!
The camera, slowly circling the table, is back on Lee's face.
While her sisters argue emotionally on her right and left,
she is looking down, biting her lip. She is outwardly still,
but her face is registering her seething emotions.
You're crazy! That's not true.
Hey, Hannah, I know I'm mediocre.
looking as if she's
about to cry)
Oh, will you stop attacking Hannah?!
She's going through a really rough
time right now.
Why are you so upset?
(sobbing and gesturing)
You know, you've been picking on her
ever since she came in here. Now
just leave her alone for a while!
I'm just suffocating.
(sniffing back her
(leaning over to Lee,
puzzled, reacting to
her sister's tears)
What's the matter with you, Lee?
Why are you so sensitive all of a
(onscreen, as the
camera circles around
(tapping Holly on her
shoulder and gesturing)
You want to write? Write.
What's the matter?
(flinging her hands)
Write! Let's just not talk about it
(shaking her head)
Take... take a year. Take six months.
Whatever you want. Who knows? Maybe
you'll, maybe you'll be sitting with
a good play.
She opens her menu, then turns to Lee, reacting suddenly to
her sister, who is rubbing her forehead, looking terribly
What's the matter? What's the matter
(offscreen again as
the camera circles
back to Lee)
You look pale. You okay?
I'm-I'm okay. Yeah, I-I-I, you know,
I... I'm just, um, I got dizzy all
of a sudden. I'm-I'm... I have a
(still rubbing her
down at the menu)
I think we need to eat.
"Summer in New York."
A piano plays "Bewitched" in the background as the film cuts
to a large tree, covered with bright white blossoms. The
camera moves down the tree to reveal a well-kept, red-brick
brownstone on a pleasant, sunny New York City street. A man
wearing a summer suit walks by as the film moves inside the
building, to Elliot's analyst's office. The psychotherapist
sits in a comfortable armchair next to a curtained window.
In front of the window sits a table covered with artifacts
and a large lamp. The analyst's fingers are touching, his
arms resting on the chair, as he listens to the offscreen
I-I can't seem to take action. I'm-
I'm like, uh, Hamlet unable to kill
The music stops as the camera moves across the room to reveal
Elliot, sitting in a wooden chair. He holds a long, thin
cigarette; he wears a gold Rolex watch. He face is not yet
I want Lee, but I can't harm Hannah.
And in no other area am I a
Elliot raises his cigarette to take a drag. The camera
follows the cigarette up to his face. Elliot looks thoughtful
as the movie cuts to:
EXT. COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY CAMPUS - DAY
Lee, wearing jeans and carrying an armful of books, is running
up a broad set of steps in the sunlight, greeting other
students as she passes. Elliot continues to talk over the
Meanwhile... Lee has no direction.
She's taking courses at Columbia...
but just randomly.
...as Lee stops on a portico and turns to greet Doug, a
professor, who is running over to her, calling her name.
They mouth hello, smiling, and begin to walk off together.
I try not to call her, but then she
calls me and then... I call and...
we try to resist meeting, but...
once in a while we meet. Sometimes
we argue because I can't break up my
marriage. Sometimes we wind up making
love and... we both feel terrible.
The film cuts back to Elliot in his analyst's office.
But it's my fault.
Elliot takes a last drag on his cigarette. The camera follows
his hand as he crushes it out in a nearby ashtray.
For all my education, accomplishments,
and so-called wisdom... I can't fathom
my own heart.
EXT. CENTRAL PARK - DAY
Hare Krishna music is heard over a sunlit view of the
Manhattan skyline and the green trees of Central Park. The
camera moves down to reveal a large group of Hare Krishnas
dancing on the broad green lawn among other New Yorkers
enjoying the day. The leader, holding some pamphlets, stands
by a chain-link fence, a few feet away from his group, talking
to someone on the other side. It's Mickey, as the camera
soon shows, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, a paper tucked
under his arm.
What makes you interested in becoming
a Hare Krishna?
Well, I'm not saying that I want to
join or anything, but... but I know
you guys believe in reincarnation,
you know, so it interests me.
Yeah, well, what's your religion?
Well, I was born Jewish, you know,
but, uh, but last winter I tried to
become a Catholic and... it didn't
work for me. I-I studied and I tried
and I gave it everything, but, you
know, Catholicism for me was die
now, pay later, you know. And I
just couldn't get with it. And I,
and I wanted to, you know. I--
You're afraid of dying?
Well... yeah, naturally. Aren't
you? I-- L-let me ask you,
reincarnation, does that mean my
soul would pass to another human
being, or would I come back as a
moose or an aardvark or something?
(handing some Krishna
literature over the
fence to Mickey)
Take our literature...
(nodding, taking the
...read it over, and think about it.
(looking down at the
material he's just
Well, okay. Thank you very much.
You're welcome. Hare Krishna.
Mickey walks off, the Hare Krishnas still dancing and singing
on the other side of the fence. He flips through the
literature as he walks, then looks straight ahead, pondering.
His voice is heard over the screen.
Who are you kidding? You're gonna
be a Krishna? You're gonna shave
your head and put on robes and dance
around at airports? You'll look
like Jerry Lewis. Oh, God, I'm so
Mickey puts his hand to his mouth as another title appears
on a black screen.
Bach's Concerto for Harpsichord is heard as the film cuts to
the waterfront at dusk. A bench faces some wharf pilings;
the water gently laps against them as Lee walks into view,
the wind blowing her hair. She stands and faces the water
and the distant skyline across the bay. The view is
contemplative, beautiful in the dim light.
Lee is alone; her hands are in her pockets. Lee, thinking,
is heard over the scene; the harpsichord music plays in the
The nights are really getting cooler.
Summer went so quickly. Soon it'll
(walking to the beach
and sitting down)
My literature professor really likes
me. It was fun being out with him
(staring pensively at
Funny. I feel like I'm betraying
Elliot... but that's ridiculous.
Why shouldn't I see Doug? Elliot's
Just go one step at a time. Let's
see what the next few months bring.
The concerto stops and the movie cuts to Holly, leaning into
an open phone booth near a subway entrance. She wears a
football jacket, jeans, and sneakers; she holds a manuscript
in her arms. It's a busy corner. People rush past Holly
towards the subway; others are walking up the station steps.
Holly smokes a cigarette as she talks on the phone to Hannah.
(into the telephone)
Hannah? Hi. Listen, um, you'll be
happy to know that your money has
not gone completely to waste... No,
I have an actual first rough draft
of something I wrote... Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, well, I showed it to Lee, and
she gave me some good pointers.
And, um, listen, I'm pretty near
where you live. I wonder if I could
just drop it off... and, you know,
when you have time, some time, read
it, an-and we'll talk when I come
over at Thanksgiving. Okay? All
right. Okay. Oh, wait, wait.
(turning her body,
still on the phone)
Listen. Listen. I think Lee met an
interesting guy at Columbia... Yeah.
Yeah, well, he sounds really nice...
(puffing on her
Yeah. Okay. All right. Well, we'll
talk at Thanksgiving. Bye-bye.
Holly hangs up the phone and takes a drag on her cigarette.
She looks off in the distance, smiling, as the film cuts to:
INT. HANNAH'S APARTMENT - THANKSGIVING - NIGHT
It's Thanksgiving at Hannah's once again. Guests are crowded
together in the living room, surrounding the piano, where
Evan is sitting and flipping through some sheet music. Norma
stands behind him, leaning against a book-laden wall. The
guests are chattering, enjoying themselves; a lamp glows on
the corner of the piano. A little boy sitting in a chair
next to Evan is talking animatedly with a girl who is leaning
over the arm of the sofa. An adult guest talks to the little
boy; another guest takes a sip of wine from a glass she'd
placed on the bookshelf behind her as Evan turns and addresses
Now, here... here's a song that Norma
sang on that trip we made up to the
show in Buffalo. And, oh, was she
beautiful that night!
The guests laugh appreciatively. A woman comes over to Evan
and hands him some wine.
(laughing and touching
(overlapping, to the
Thank you, honey.
(putting his drink
down on the piano)
Oh, yes, you were, dear. Don't you
remember that night?
(gesturing and pushing
back some sheet music
that was starting to
She was so beautiful... she was so
beautiful that when men saw her
walking along the streets, they'd
drive their cars right up on the
He laughs; the guests laugh with him.
(looking back at Norma)
Isn't that right, honey, eh?
(tapping his shoulder)
A slight exaggeration.
The guest continue to laugh; they are charmed.
But only slight.
Evan continues to laugh with everyone as he starts to play
the piano. A nearby woman toasts him with her drink. The
camera moves around the room as he plays, showing the various
guests, chattering over the music. Some are in clusters, in
private conversations; others listen and watch the offscreen
Evan. A couple stands by the window; one man gets up from
his chair and walks away. Some guests sip their drinks,
smiling, as the camera moves back to the piano and the book-
laden wall. Evan is playing the piano with exuberance.
Norma, still standing behind him, has a poignant, wistful
expression on her face. She mouths the words to the song
Evan is playing, "It Could Happen to You." The woman next to
her smiles, enjoying the music, as the camera continues its
exploration, moving to a man standing in the doorway with a
group of children. Mavis the maid walks by with a tray of
hors d'oeuvres. The man takes one, mouthing his thanks, as
the camera travels past the open bookshelf, past two boys in
suits who are drinking soda and munching, to reveal Lee. She
is leaning against another doorway, a faraway look on her
face as she listens to the music. Mavis passes in the hall
beyond the doorway. Several people, deep in conversation,
stand nearby as Elliot, holding a drink, walks up behind
(sipping his drink)
You've been very cold to me tonight.
(glancing back at
Elliot, then turning
Is something wrong?
Oh, not here.
There are too many people around.
Lee slips past Elliot and walks away. Elliot looks back at
her briefly, then, sipping his drink, he turns and looks
offscreen at the crowd in the living room.
INT. HANNAH'S KITCHEN - NIGHT
Holly is standing in the pantry, preparing some offscreen
food. Near her is a restaurant-like swinging door with a
glass porthole. In the foreground, the kitchen table is
crowded with bowls and plates of food. An open cupboard
separates Holly from the rest of the room.
Hey, Hannah? You know, I think Lee
is really serious about her new
boyfriend. Yeah, eh, from what I
understand he sounds really nice.
Hannah walks into view, headed for the refrigerator. She
carries two tomatoes.
I'm so happy for her. I think she's
Hannah opens the refrigerator, totally ignoring Holly.
Hey, what's the matter?
(taking a bunch of
celery out and
I'm real upset about what you wrote.
Hannah walks over to the table, gathering up more food.
It's obviously based on Elliot and
Oh, so loosely.
No, not "Oh, so loosely"! Real
specifically! Is that how you see
out of the pantry
Can I, can I not accept gestures and
feelings from people? Do I, do I
put people off?
Holly walks over to the sink and washes her hands.
Well, it's a made-up story.
She dries her hands as Hannah, her arms laden with vegetables,
strides over to her sister.
No, it's real exact! The-the
situations, the dialogue, everything.
It's-it's full of intimate details
between Elliot and me! Which I don't,
I don't see how you could even
possibly know about. A conversation
we once had about adoption?
Hannah storms out a nearby door as Holly turns away from the
(gesturing, the towel
still in her hand,
as she speaks to her
Well, Lee mentioned that to me, so
obviously you discussed it with her.
(pacing around the
I just took the essence and I blew
it up into drama.
Holly wipes her hand on the towel as Hannah reenters the
kitchen, carrying even more vegetables.
I don't see how Lee could know about
these things. I don't! I don't
tell her everything.
Hannah strides into the pantry area and flops the vegetables
down on the counter. Holly puts the dishtowel down and
absently straightens some things on the food-laden table.
Wow, I guess I hit a nerve.
(turning to look at
You make it sound like, you know, I
have no needs or something. You
think I'm too self-sufficient?
(stopping her mindless
straightening at the
Now, Hannah, that's not what I meant,
(walking offscreen to
the sink area)
Uh, yeah, everybody relies on you
for so much. "You're so giving.
It's not a criticism. We love you.
(walking out of the
pantry to the food-
You're grateful, but you resent me.
Oh, wow! I don't want to have this
conversation. I didn't do anything
Hannah angrily gathers up some spices from the table; Holly
walks back onscreen holding a silver ice bucket. She stops
at the corner of the table and faces Hannah.
Y-you mentioned to me yourself that
you and Elliot were having some
Yeah, we're having some problems,
but problems that are my business...
which I don't see how you could know
about in such detail. How does Lee
know about these things? How?
Hannah picks up a large bowl and carries it, as well as her
armload of spices, into the pantry area.
(turning to look at
her sister as she
Well, why don't you share them with
(with her back to the
I don't... I don't want to bother
(facing her sister's
That's the point. I'd like to be
(turning to look at
I don't see how you could know about
these things unless Elliot's been
talking to you.
(shaking her head)
No, he hasn't. If I offended you,
Hannah, reacting, puts the spices down on the pantry counter.
Holly turns away.
The film cuts to the dining room doorway. Guests can be seen
mingling and talking and helping themselves at a buffet table
in the living room. Lee and Elliot can be heard offscreen
as the camera slowly moves from the doorway across the empty
dining room to reveal them in the midst of an intense
conversation. The piano, as well as soft chatter, is heard
in the background.
It's over, Elliot. I don't know how
to make it any clearer. It's over.
I can't see you anymore.
I-I-I know. I deserve this.
(touching her chest)
Look, I'm just as much at fault.
If-if-if you can believe I have such
feelings for you!
I've got to be honest with you. I
met someone else. I've met someone
(turning and walking
away from Elliot)
I... I told you I wasn't going to
Lee goes over to an open door and closes it quickly.
But it hasn't been forever.
(walking over to Lee
at the just-closed
It's been nearly a year since our
first time and you're still married
to my sister, which... I now realize
is fine because you're probably much
more in love with her than you know.
(shaking his head)
Yeah, but we-we made so many plans.
Yeah. Uh, well, sure we did. An- an-
and in a way you led me on, because
I truly believed you were unhappy
with Hannah. Otherwise, I would
never have let myself be drawn in.
I was very weak. So were you. Now
I've met someone else.
The door opens and Mavis appears, holding a set of
candlesticks. She walks over to the dining room table, which
is already decked out with a floral centerpiece, glassware,
and china. She puts them down as Lee and Elliot stand
awkwardly near the door, waiting for her to leave.
About fifteen minutes.
Mavis leaves. Both Lee and Elliot quickly close the door
behind her and immediately pick up where they'd left off.
And you're in love overnight?
I care a great deal about him, yes.
(trying to put his
arm around Lee)
(pulling back, flinging
Ah, it's over! Elliot, I mean it.
They look at each other, reacting, as the film cuts back to
Hannah's kitchen. Norma's face can be seen in the porthole
window on the other side of the pantry's swinging door. She
looks around the kitchen, then opens the door and steps
inside. Holly stands nearby, working in the pantry area.
(holding the door,
half in and half out
of the kitchen)
Sweetheart, I loved your script. I
thought it was so clever.
(turning to Norma,
smiling, and holding
a glass of wine)
Well, you're my mother. Not
everybody's gonna be such a sucker.
I particularly liked the character
of the mother. Just a boozy old
flirt with a filthy mouth.
I'm so proud!
Oh, Mom, thanks.
Norma steps back out of the kitchen, the door swinging shut
behind her. Holly looks at the door, sipping her wine, as
the movie cuts back to Hannah's living room. A chubby,
friendly uncle sits on a sofa, one child on his lap and
several others gathered cross-legged around him on the floor.
They lean on the coffee table, which is covered with glasses
and a bowl of chips. Other guests mingle in the background;
one couple enters the living room, smiling at the scene on
the sofa. Mavis crosses the well-lit foyer in the background
and opens the door to more guests. The piano plays on.
(raising his bottle
of beer to the
Now here's a toast to Thanksgiving,
The children mutter their enthusiastic agreement, picking up
their "illicit" glasses of beer.
Are we supposed to have beer? Yeeeah!
The uncle pours more beer from his bottle into the kids'
outstretched glasses. They cry indistinctly with excitement.
Let me at it!
(to one of the little
How's that, Fletcher?
Laughing, he turns to the little girl sitting on his lap; he
clinks his bottle against the bottle she is holding, which
is almost as big as she is.
(to the little girl)
Doll? To Thanksgiving. Here's a
little toast, doll.
Come on. Bottoms up.
The uncle and the children happily drink their beer as the
movie cuts to a wall with subtly patterned wallpaper in
Hannah's bedroom. Her face moves on to the screen.
(to the offscreen
Have you been talking to Holly or
Lee about us? About our-our personal
Me? Of course not.
There's things Holly wrote about in
her script about us that are so...
personal they could only have come
Look, I've got a splitting headache
and I don't like being accused.
Hannah walks towards Elliot; he's in the bathroom standing
over the sink.
I'm not accusing. I'm asking. Do
you... do you find me too... too
(closing the door of
the bathroom slightly
so only she is seen
on the screen)
Too-too-too competent? Too-too, I
don't know, disgustingly perfect or
Elliot walks from behind the partially closed door to an
offscreen medicine cabinet.
(following Elliot and
to his back)
Well, what is it then? What? Eh,
what's come between us? How have I
(taking a bottle of
aspirin from the
cabinet and walking
back to the sink,
Hannah, my head is throbbing.
You never want to talk about it. I--
Every time I bring it up, you- you
change the subject. What is it? Do
you-- We're communicating less and
less. You sleep with me less and
(angrily turning to
Hannah and pointing
as she shouts)
Hannah, I am very mixed up! Now
Elliot turns back to the sink, once again obscured by the
partially closed door.
(reacting, her voice
Do you talk to Holly or Lee behind
my back? Do you? You must. They-
they seem to know so much about us.
(walking towards a
towel rack and
Well, maybe I've asked advice once
or twice or-or made a joke.
He dries his hands as Hannah, standing behind him, continues
Well, what do you do? Do-do-do you
talk to Holly, or Lee, or what? Do
you, do you, do you phone them?
(whirling around to
face Hannah, snapping)
Leave me alone, can you?!
He closes the door, briefly obscuring Hannah and himself
(continuing in a lower
Jesus, I've told you. I need someone
I can matter to.
The camera moves behind the closed door, into the bathroom.
(reacting, near tears)
You matter to me. Completely.
(pausing, his voice
It's hard to be around someone who
gives so much and-and needs so little
He opens the medicine cabinet and puts the aspirin bottle
But, look... I-I have enormous needs.
Elliot slams the medicine cabinet shut.
Well, I can't see them, and neither
can Lee or Holly!
He leaves. Hannah watches him go, reacting. She is stunned.
INT. HANNAH'S LIVING ROOM - ANOTHER NIGHT
The dark hallway is illuminated by light coming from the
offscreen foyer; pictures line the wall. Piano music is
still heard very softly in the background as Hannah, hugging
herself, walks slowly down the hallway into the living room.
She briefly looks around, lost in thought. She sits down
heavily, tiredly, on the arm of the couch as the movie cuts
to several framed photographs on the mantel. One shows Hannah
and Elliot on their wedding day. Another shows Elliot,
obscured in the shadows. Yet another has captured Norma as
a young girl. The camera, however, moves closer and closer
to a photograph showing Hannah, Lee, and Holly, the three
sisters, smiling into the camera. There is no sound.
INT. HANNAH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
The film shows the bedroom night table, holding a small lamp,
a wooden box, a cast-iron fire truck, an ashtray, and glasses.
Elliot's pajama-clad arm moves into view. He turns off the
lamp; the room is now pitch-black.
It's so pitch-black tonight. I feel
You're not lost.
Elliot turns the lamp back on, then turns to Hannah; she is
lying on her side of the bed, partially in shadow. He leans
over and kisses her.
I love you so much.
They begin to kiss passionately as "Bewitched" starts to
play in the background.
"Lucky I ran into you"
"Bewitched" continues as the film cuts to a busy nighttime
New York City street. Mickey, his hands in his pockets,
walks along the sidewalk, one person among many other
pedestrians. He pulls his coat tighter around him as he
walks. "Bewitched" continues to play as he passes Tower
Records' neon-lit window. He glances inside...and sees Holly,
her jacket flung over her shoulders, looking at some records.
Mickey walks through the revolving doors of Tower Records,
up a few stairs to the selling floor proper, and stops right
in front of Holly.
Mmm, I don't know if you remember
me, but we had the worst night of my
I remember you.
Yes, you do recall, right?
I recall you.
I was walking past and I saw you in
...and I thought I'd come in and...
and we could replay, uh, the whole,
and shaking her head)
We didn't hit it off.
Oh, that's putting it mildly. We
did everything but exchange gunshots.
How are you?
Good. How are you?
You look wonderful.
scratching his head)
Yeah, really. You do. You do.
It was a terrible evening.
Yeah, it was.
Remember slamming the cab door in my
(touching his nose as
you know, it came very dangerously
close to emasculating my nose in
(touching his nose
I'd never do that.
...in a really horrible way.
away for a moment)
Oh, well, that was a long time ago.
You look wonderful. You do. What
happened to you?
People change... you know.
Well, I hope you've changed.
Yeah, I hope you have, too.
I hope so for your sake, because,
uh, your personality left something
to be desired...
Yeah, and for yours. I'm sure you've
...namely a personality.
Holly chuckles and turns to look at more records. She walks
down the aisle, occasionally glancing at the bins of records.
Mickey walks beside her.
So how are you?
You didn't answer my question. What
are you doing?
Oh, nothing much. You know...
...just some stuff. A little of
this, a little of that, that's all.
Yeah? Is that an embarrassing
question? Should I have not asked
Are you, are you out of work or
No, well... I've been trying to write.
(picking up a record
and looking at it)
Well, that's interesting. Wh-what
kind of stuff?
(touching her chin
for a moment)
Oh... well, you-you're not interested
No, you can tell me.
No, I am. I am.
Oh, no, millions of people come up
to you and say, "Hey, I have something
I just wrote," right?
Nobody ever said it.
This is it. Yeah. This is really--
from the record bins
to look at Mickey)
Well, wo-would you be willing to-to
read it? Something... that I wrote?
(nodding his head)
Well, yes, I would if, uh, if it
would mean anything to you. I don't
know why it would.
No, the reason I ask is--
You've always hated my taste in the
(pulling her jacket
off her shoulders)
No, I haven't.
I haven't. No, the reason why I ask
is I think it might make a great,
uh, television script, and, you know,
you're so active in television, so--
I'm not anymore. I haven't, I haven't
been in television for a year.
You're kidding me.
I've done no television whatsoever.
As Mickey continues to speak, Holly walks to another bin of
records, reacting to his words. She looks offscreen at him,
then down at some records. The camera follows her.
I may, I may have to get back into
it, 'cause my accountant says that
I'm running out of dollars. But...
but, um, no, I haven't, I just sort
of dropped out for a year...
...which is a long, dull story and I
won't get into it. But--
Mickey walks back onscreen to Holly. The two of them are
partially obscured by a large white Jazz sign imprinted with
a large red circle as they continue their conversation.
You're okay, though, huh?
I'm-- Yes. Yes, I'm fine. I'm fine.
How are you?
obscured by the sign)
Oh, I'm fine.
What... what about your script?
obscured by the sign)
So what's it about?
Well, I'd love it if you'd read it,
actually, 'cause I really would value
You have to remember, we-we-we didn't
agree on one thing.
They emerge from behind the Jazz sign, still walking, still
But you have to remember while you're
reading and you're cursing my name,
you know, that this is my first
script. Well, it's not my first
(touching her face)
Actually, my first script was about
Hannah and her husband, but, uh...
...Hannah read it, she got really
angry, and... you know, then I felt
badly, so I--
She picks up a record.
Oh, well, God, I can imagine what
Oh, no! It wasn't anything bad.
But she just... you know. I don't
Mickey pulls out a record and looks at it.
So, uh... I threw it out, but I have
this other one.
Holly looks hopefully at Mickey.
Well, you know, I-I-I... you know,
if you want me to, I'll read it.
Oh, gosh, I don't know.
Well, could I come over tomorrow and
read it to you?
Come over tomorrow and read it to
Holly laughs, embarrassed, as Mickey puts the record he's
been looking at back in the bin.
You must be joking. I've been doing
all my own reading since I was
forty... you know.
(laughing, looking at
Hmm. I think it's lucky I ran into
Well, what about me?
I should have kept going. I-I have
a sneaking feeling, a nagging
sensation I should've kept walking
Holly chuckles, looking off for a moment.
...and not begun this conversation.
There is a brief pause and the movie cuts to:
INT. MICKEY'S APARTMENT - DAY
The screen shows a chaise in Mickey's apartment; an ashtray
on a stand sits nearby. The camera moves down the chaise,
past several piles of books, to Mickey's coffee table. He
sits, picking at his fingers and listening, on the edge of
the table in front of Holly, who is sitting cross-legged on
the floor, propped up with a pillow, reading her script aloud.
(offscreen, as the
camera moves across
the room towards her
and Mickey, reading)
"We all go through life playing the
hand we're dealt. Craig: And what
hand were you dealt?
"Emily: I'm two high pair, maybe
even aces up. The problem is, you've
got three deuces."
Holly closes the script and looks up at Mickey.
That's the end.
Mickey smiles and shrugs, not knowing what to say.
No, you can tell me straight. It's
okay. Just, you know, tell me what
(shaking his head,
It's great. I swea-- I'm-- I'm,
tch, I'm speechless. I was... I was
not in the mood to listen to this
I don't know what to say. I'm moved
and I laughed and I-- Uh, I, you
know, I was on the edge of my seat.
I just think it's wonderful! I'm,
I'm totally... stunned. This is not
an insult. I'm amazed that you can...
It was-- I just thought it was great.
(grunting and gesturing)
Yes! I was abso-- And... w- what...
made you think of that climax scene
where the, where the... architect is
walking home with his actress
girlfriend and-and the ex-wife who's
schizophrenic jumps out of the bushes
and stabs him to death?
(laughing and nodding)
Oh, it just came to me one day.
Well, it was just fabulous! I'm, I,
(gasping, hitting her
forehead with her
Oh, gosh, you really think I can
I thought it was wonder-- There's
maybe one or two things in there
that I would do differently myself,
(gasping and nodding)
...but who cares? It was just--
It was fabulous.
(smiling and shaking
Fabulous, I mean it! I'm so
Holly, thrilled with Mickey's overwhelming response, stands
up, her hand on her head.
Unable to contain herself, she begins to walk up and down
the room, holding her script. The camera follows her; Mickey
is now offscreen.
I am. You-you made my day.
It was just great. Uh, I was all
set... I was set to be bored stiff.
(grinning, looking at
the offscreen Mickey)
Uh, gee. Would you like to have
lunch? Uh, uh...
I-I would love to talk to you about,
uh, that script. I-I, you know, I
think maybe that we could do something
Okay, and listen, I would like to
hear what made you suddenly decide
to drop out of life.
Oh, who cares?
Y-you used to-- Oh, no! Yeah, I
care. You used to be so ambitious
God, you really liked it?!
"You Made Me Love You" starts to play as the movie cuts to
the street outside Mickey's apartment house, an old building
complete with a red entrance door and a gray, weather-beaten
façade. Trees line the sidewalk. Holly and Mickey emerge
from the door and walk up the street, revealing a whole row
of similar apartment buildings. They pass a few other people
as they walk.
The film then moves to the outside of a charming glass and
stained wood café. Through the window, Holly and Mickey can
be seen having lunch. Holly is talking animatedly; Mickey
takes a sip of coffee. Some people pass by.
Next, the film cuts to an almost isolated path in Central
Park, complete, with old-fashioned streetlamps and scattered
leaves. Holly and Mickey stroll into view, deep in
Gosh, you really went through a
crisis, you know that? H-how did
you get over it? I mean, when I ran
into you, you seemed, you seemed
just perfectly fine. Well, you seem
I'll tell you.
One day about a month ago...
The film abruptly cuts to Mickey's flashback, a visual
counterpoint to the story he is telling Holly. A close-up
of a nervous, perspiring, and panting Mickey alone in his
apartment appears on the screen as his voice is heard.
...I really hit bottom. You know, I
just felt that in a Godless universe,
I didn't want to go on living. Now
I happen to own this rifle...
Mickey raises the barrel of a rifle to his forehead. He
shuts his eyes tightly.
...which I loaded, believe it or
not, and pressed it to my forehead.
And I remember thinking, at the time,
I'm gonna kill myself. Then I
thought... what if I'm wrong? What
if there is a God? I mean, after
all, nobody really knows that.
The camera moves past the desperate Mickey to a mirror on
the wall behind him. Its reflection shows his spiral
staircase and some standing lamps. A clock faintly ticks.
But then I thought, no. You know,
maybe is not good enough. I want
certainty or nothing. And I remember
very clearly the clock was ticking,
and I was sitting there frozen, with
the gun to my head, debating whether
The gun goes off with a loud bang. The mirror shatters.
All of a sudden, the gun went off.
Mickey, holding the rifle, is seen running over to the
shattered mirror. The sounds of his excited neighbors, their
shouting, a knocking door, are heard as he continues his
I had been so tense, my finger had
squeezed the trigger inadvertently...
What's happening? Wh-wh-what's going
...but I was perspiring so much, the
gun had slid off my forehead and
I don't know. I heard a gun. Is
everything all right?
Mickey, still brandishing the rifle, runs into his sunlit
living room. He looks around frantically, his shirt loose.
Finally, he throws the rifle down between the sofa and the
coffee table. The gun goes off a second time. Mickey,
standing nearby, jumps, his hands flying to his head. The
doorbell rings; the neighbors begin pounding at the door.
And suddenly, neighbors were, were,
pounding on the door, and-and I don't
know, the whole scene was just
pandemonium. And, uh, you know, and
I-I-I-I-I ran to the door.
Mickey runs offscreen briefly to answer the door.
I-I-I-I didn't know what to say.
You know, I was, I was embarrassed
and confused, and my-my-my mind was
r-r-racing a mile a minute...
He returns onscreen, panting; he looks frantically once again
around the living room.
...and I-I jus knew one thing.
The film cuts to a West Side street. It's an overcast day.
Mickey, walking slowly along the sidewalk, passes several
other pedestrians and numerous storefronts, including Klein's
Pharmacy and a "Bar-B-Q" take out. Occasionally, he is
obscured by a tree trunk on the opposite side of the street;
a few taxis go by as he talks over the scene.
I... I-I-I-I had to get out of that
house. I had to just get out in the
fresh air and-and clear my head. And
I remember very clearly. I walked
the streets. I walked and I walked.
I-I didn't know what was going through
my mind. It all seemed so violent
and un-unreal to me. And I
The movie cuts to the exterior of the Metro movie theater,
with its smoked glass entrance doors and its Art Deco feel.
An old publicity photo hangs inside. Mickey's reflection is
seen at the almost-transparent doors, as well as the
reflection of the street and various cars whizzing by. His
reflection walks towards the theater entrance; he continues
...for a long time on the Upper West
Side, you know, an-and it must have
been hours! You know, my, my feet
hurt. My head was, was pounding,
and, and I had to sit down. I went
into a movie house. I-I didn't know
what was playing or anything.
Mickey walks into the movie house. He is seen through the
glass doors, which still reflect the street and traffic
outside. He makes his way through the lobby into the actual
I just, I just needed a moment to
gather my thoughts and, and be
logical, and, and put the world back
into rational perspective.
The film abruptly cuts to the theater's black-and-white
screen, where the Marx Brothers, in Duck Soup, play the
helmets of several soldiers standing in a line like a live
xylophone. The sounds of the "xylophone" are heard as the
movie cuts to the darkened theater, where Mickey slowly sits
down in a balcony seat. The "xylophone" music stops and
changes to "Hidee-hidee-hidee-hidee-hidee-hidee-ho" as sung
by the Marx Brothers and ensemble in the movie. The singing
continues faintly in the background as Mickey continues his
And I went upstairs to the balcony,
and I sat down
and, you know, the movie was a-a-a
film that I'd seen many times in my
life since I was a kid, an-and I
always u-uh, loved it. And, you know,
I'm, I'm watching these people up on
the screen, and I started getting
hooked o-on the film, you know?
The film cuts back to the black-and-white movie screen as
Mickey continues to talk. The Marx Brothers, as well as the
hundred-odd other cast members in Duck Soup, are kneeling
and bowing as they sing "Hidee-hidee-ho." They kick their
heels up in the air. They sway back and forth, hands clasped,
...And I started to feel how can you
even think of killing yourself? I
mean, isn't it so stupid? I mean, l-
look at all the people up there on
the screen. You know, they're real
funny, and, and what if the worst is
The movie cuts back to Mickey, sitting almost obscured in
the dark theater. The Oh-h-h-h-h-h's coming from the
offscreen movie are heard as he continues to speak.
What if there's no God, and you only
go around once and that's it? Well,
you know, don't you want to be part
of the experience? You know, what
the hell, it-i-it's not all a drag.
And I'm thinking to myself, geez, I
should stop ruining my life...
As Mickey talks, the film cuts back to the antics of the
Marx Brothers on the black-and-white theater screen. The
four brothers are now swaying and singing and strutting,
their voices indistinct over Mickey's narration.
...searching for answers I'm never
gonna get, and just enjoy it while
it lasts. And... you know...
The film is back on Mickey's dark form in the audience.
...after, who knows? I mean, you
know, maybe there is something.
Nobody really knows. I know, I know
"maybe" is a very slim reed to hang
your whole life on, but that's the
best we have. And... then, I started
to sit back, and I actually began to
As Mickey continues, the film cuts back to Duck Soup on the
black-and-white screen. The Marx Brothers are sitting on a
judge's bench, playing banjos and singing with the other
cast members. They jump down from the bench, still singing.
Their voices swell.
MARX BROTHERS & COMPANY
"Oh, Freedonia Oh, don't you cry for
me They'll be coming around the
The Marx Brothers kneel, strumming their banjos, and the
movie cuts back to Central Park. The flashback is over.
Mickey and Holly continue their stroll as "You Made Me Love
You" begins to play in the background. They pass some people,
a cluster of buildings that look like castles, and the
Manhattan skyline as seen through the trees, as the camera
moves back, farther and farther away from them, showing a
beautiful Central Park, frozen in time.
Um... look, there's something I've,
uh, that's been bothering me for a
long time, and I just thought I'd
just tell you what it was and just
sort of clear the deck here, and
Oh, yeah? What?
That I've always regretted the way I
behaved that evening we went out,
and, uh... I've, I just thought I'd
tell you that because I really made
a fool out of myself.
Oh, don't be silly! No! Don't be
It's all right.
I was the, I was... You know, it was
my fault. I--
So, so you want to go out to dinner
again? I mean, is that, is that...
Have, you have any interest in that,
Sure. Sure, uh, yes.
Do you? I mean, are you, are you,
are you, are you free this evening?
They stroll offscreen. "You Made Me Love You" grows louder
AND THE FILM CUTS TO:
"One year later"
INT. HANNAH'S APARTMENT - THANKSGIVING - NIGHT
A large, perfectly roasted turkey on a serving plate briefly
fills the screen as the camera moves across the food-laden
table in Hannah's kitchen, past an electric mixer, several
bowls, spices, tomatoes, and parsley, to reveal Evan walking
through the doorway.
(holding a drink)
I want ice! Who's got some--
(pointing to an ice
bucket on the table)
Oh, there it is.
It's on the table, Dad.
The sounds of Thanksgiving guests in the other room are dimly
heard; "You Made Me Love You" continues softly in the
background. Mavis passes the table, licking some food off
her hand. Hannah, in the background, is busy by the stove.
(putting ice into his
Hey, where's Holly? She's late.
As Mavis leaves the kitchen, Lee enters, carrying some empty
(walking briskly to
Hey, Hannah, did you read that last
thing Holly wrote? It was great.
She's really developed.
(offscreen, in another
area of the kitchen)
I know, she... she really writes
(turning to the
Yeah. I'll get some ice.
Lee walks off, drying her wet hands in the air. Hannah, in
a silk dress, moves onscreen, going to the table and pouring
herself a glass of wine as Norma enters the kitchen.
Hannah, can I tell everybody you're
going to play Desdemona?
Norma walks over to a glass-doored cabinet and takes out a
bottle of gin.
(taking a big sip of
Oh, Mom, it's only television.
(beginning to mash
some sweet potatoes
in a bowl on the
(gesturing with the
Yes, but it's public television.
And to me, Shakespeare doesn't get
any greater than Othello. You with
some big black stud! I love it!
Norma unscrews the liquor bottle and pours some into her
empty glass as Hannah stops her mashing, reacting.
(gasping and laughing)
The movie leaves the kitchen and cuts to the doorway between
the dining room and the living room. Upbeat jazz plays over
the low din of the party. Two women stand by the partially
set dining room table, chatting and arranging some plates,
as Elliot strolls into view, sipping a drink. He passes the
women and walks through the doorway into the living room,
nodding hello to a guest who is walking the other way.
He enters the living room, smiling. It is crowded with
guests; Hannah's children play in their midst. One of
Hannah's boys grabs Elliot's arm. They playfully "spar" for
a moment before Elliot laughingly shakes him off, continuing
on his way into a connecting room. He stops at the doorway,
looking at the crowd. The camera shows his point of view:
Guests stand in clusters, enjoying themselves; one woman
chats with a little boy; another woman, carrying a drink,
walks over to a group of other guests.
The film then cuts back briefly to Elliot, holding his drink
and looking straight ahead, as it shows his point of view
once more. This time he sees a smiling Lee and Doug, talking
animatedly; a few guests are seen in the background. Elliot's
voice is heard over a close-up of the couple.
Oh, Lee, you are something.
Lee and Doug kiss each other. They continue talking.
You look very beautiful. Marriage
agrees with you. Everything that
happened between us
seems more and more hazy.
As Lee takes a sip of her drink, the movie cuts back to
Elliot, standing in the doorway and still staring straight
ahead. The camera moves in closer to his face as he talks
over the scene.
I acted like such a fool. I don't
know what came over me. That complete
conviction that I couldn't live
The film quickly cuts to a brief look at Lee and Doug, still
talking animatedly and smiling. Lee gently pushes back Doug's
What did I put us both through? And
The camera moves back to Elliot.
...who as you once said, I love much
more than I realized.
After pausing for a moment on Elliot's face, the film cuts
to the foyer, where two boys and a girl gather by the door.
One boy opens it, revealing Holly. She joyfully enters the
apartment, greeting each child with an enthusiastic kiss.
(kissing the children)
Hi! How are you!
I didn't miss dinner, did I?
The jazz ends as the record scratches and stops. Evan's
rendition of "Isn't It Romantic" is heard on the piano as
Holly, shrugging the strap of her pocketbook off her shoulder,
walks towards the living room. She is stopped by three guests--
two women, one of them wearing glasses, and a man--who are
coming out of the room.
Huh? Hi, Marge.
FEMALE GUEST #1
You look lovely.
FEMALE GUEST #2
FEMALE GUEST #2
Good to see you. Same to you.
(hugging the man)
The movie cuts to Hannah, leaning contentedly against a
doorway into the living room and listening to the offscreen
Evan play the piano. Elliot, holding his drink, walks over
to her. They look at each other for a beat; Elliot then
hugs Hannah, pulling her towards him. She leans her head on
his shoulder, fingering his jacket lapel. They look offscreen
together, happily, intimately, at the offscreen guests, as
the camera moves across the room, past a few guests, to reveal
Evan sitting at the piano. Norma sits at his side, one arm
resting on the piano. She holds a drink and looks off in
the distance, mouthing the words to "Isn't It Romantic."
The camera then moves to the doorway in the living room,
where a man, holding a drink, enters and joins the happy
crowd. Evan can be seen in the background, playing his song.
A child plays near the coffee table.
The camera continues to move past the doorway, past a huge
grandfather clock, to a second doorway leading to the den.
Here, more guests are gathered; a child sits in a small chair
by the sofa. He sips a soda as female guest #2 enters the
room and crouches down next to him, smiling. She waves to
him. He waves back as the camera continues to move past the
doorway to reveal Holly, standing in front of a hallway
mirror, fixing her earrings. Mavis can be seen in the
background, through the doorway into the dining room, lighting
the candles on the table. She dims the lights, darkening
the room and the hallway where Holly stands in a warm
candlelit glow. Mavis leaves the dining room and passes
(still fixing her
earrings, to Mavis)
Mavis walks off. Holly, reflected in the mirror, begins
fluffing her hair as Mickey enters and wraps his arms around
her from behind. The camera stays focused on the mirror;
both Holly and Mickey are now seen in its reflection.
(smacking his lips)
Now don't get nervous. It's just
How you doin'?
When'd you get here?
Just a few minutes ago.
(kissing her again)
You look so beautiful.
Mickey continues to kiss Holly. She responds, sighing and
closing her eyes.
(kissing Holly's neck)
You know, I was talking with your
father before... and I was telling
it's ironic. I-I used to always
have Thanksgiving with Hannah... and
I never thought
that I could love anybody else.
And here it is, years later and I'm
married to you
and completely in love with you.
The heart is a very, very resilient
It really is. I...
It'd made a great story, I think. A
guy marries one sister...
doesn't work out...
many years later...
He winds up...
married to the other sister. It's,
you know, it's a...
I don't know how you're gonna top
Mickey continues to kiss Holly's neck; he chuckles.
(kissing Holly's neck)
The mirror shows Mickey pulling away slightly, reacting.
They look at each other at arm's length, Holly grinning.
Mickey in shock, then embrace and kiss passionately, tighter
and tighter, as the music swells...
And the credits appear, white on a black screen.
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