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1. EXT. HAPPY'S RESTAURANT - NIGHT. 1. The sign is illuminated. 2. INT. HAPPY'S RESTAURANT - NIGHT. 2. Pretty, 30ish JOY JORDAN and teary-eyed STUART sit opposite each other. He is trying to resist bursting into tears as they finish dessert. JOY Stuart?… Are you okay? STUART Yeah. Sure. I'm fine. JOY Good. Well. I had a really nice time. STUART Yeah. Me too. JOY Of course, you know I've always had a nice time with you. STUART Same here. JOY But… STUART Yeah. JOY You understand. STUART Unh. JOY And you don't hate me? STUART No. JOY 'Cause you know I could never hate you. At the same time, I just don't think I could ever…you know… you. In the way you should be… STUART Yeah. JOY And deserve to be. STUART Unh hunh. JOY Well. The food here was excellent– I'm gonna recommend it to my sisters! How many stars did it get? STUART Three and a half. And the dam cracks wide open. He bawls. A pause. JOY Do you feel better now? (STUART nods) Me too. STUART I'm sorry. JOY It's really good we had this talk. STUART Yeah. JOY Before things went too far… You know, got too serious. STUART Yeah. I'm sorry. I'm too serious. JOY No, you're not. It's me. STUART No, it's me. JOY Okay. It's you. I'm sorry. STUART Okay. Pause. JOY 'Cause I mean… STUART I know. JOY The thing is, I want to do what's right – for both of us. I spent a lot of time…examining…my heart. And I felt that you deserved my honesty. STUART Thanks. Pause. JOY Now I just want to make you whole again. STUART I'm whole. JOY Really? STUART Really. JOY …'Cause I was afraid we wouldn't be able to be friends anymore. STUART (laughing, sort of) Oh, Joy! JOY Oh, but you know how it is. And well, most guys… STUART I'm not most guys. JOY I know. If only most guys were like you. STUART But then I'd be like most guys. JOY (laughs) Oh, Stuart. If only I felt the way I'd like to feel with you… Life is so unfair. It's all my fault. STUART I know. (a beat) Are you sure…? JOY Yes. Pause. STUART Is it someone else? JOY No, it's just you. Pause. STUART I want to show you something I got for you. JOY For me? STUART (hands her a gift) Open it up. JOY (discovers a pewter ashtray) Oh, but Stuart. This is…oh, this is beautiful. STUART Thanks. It's a Gainsevoort reproduction. Boston, late 1800's. I sent away for it just after we had our…first date. JOY Oh, I just love it. It's a…it's a collector's item. STUART Yeah, it is pretty special. JOY (laughs) It almost makes me want to start smoking again! STUART Look at the bottom. JOY (examines more closely) Ooh. STUART Forty karat gold-plate inlaid base. JOY Oh, Stuart. Thank you. This really means something to me. I'll always treasure it…as a token… STUART No, you won't. (retrieves his gift; a sudden shift in emotion:) 'Cause this is for the girl who loves me. The girl who cares for me, for who I am, not what I look like. I wanted you to know what you'd be missing. You think I don't appreciate art. You think I don't understand fashion. You think I'm not hip. You think I'm pathetic, a nerd, a lard-ass fatso. You think I'm shit. Well, you're wrong. 'Cause I'm champagne. And you're shit. And till the day you die, you, not me, will always be shit. 3. EXT. ROAD - NIGHT. 3. Thunder. Rain. STUART's car drives by. 4. INT. STUART'S CAR - NIGHT. 4. JOY sits beside STUART, who is driving. A plastic "World of Pewter" shopping bag hangs by the glove compartment. 5. EXT. JOY'S PLACE - NIGHT. 5. The car pulls over. JOY Well, good night. STUART Good night. JOY gets out. STUART drives away. FADE TO BLACK. 6. INT. BILL'S OFFICE - DAY. 6. ALLEN talks to his psychiatrist, BILL MAPLEWOOD. ALLEN …I dunno, but whenever I see her I just want to…you know…I want to undress her, I want to tie her up and pump her pump pump pump till she screams bloody murder. And then I want to flip her ass over and pump her even more and so hard my dick shoots right through her and so that my come squirts out of her mouth… Not that I could ever actually…do that… Oh, if only she knew how I felt, how deep down I really cared for her, respected her, she would love me back. Maybe. But she hardly even knows I exist. I mean, she knows I exist – we are neighbors, we smile politely at each other… But I don't know how I could ever begin to really talk to her, what can I talk about? I have nothing to talk about. I'm boring. I know. I've been told before, so don't tell me it's not true. 'Cause it's a fact. I bore people. People look at me and they get bored. They listen to me and they zone out, bored… And for her to see how boring I am…no, no, no… It's better I say nothing… and hope… though right now, I have to say, if I were to suddenly jump out of my window, she wouldn't care. I mean, she'd care, of course, she'd care, I mean, she is human, but I mean she'd care the way you care about a stranger you read about in the paper that jumps in front of a running subway train, a stranger whose name you're never sure how to pronounce, if it's even printed. I'd be an anectode…maybe. But you know what I'm going to do? When I see her next time, as soon as I see her, I'm just going to tell her…tell her I find her…attractive. And that'll be that. Then…then we'll see… 7. EXT. HIGH RISE - EVENING. 7. HELEN parks, gets out of her car, walks towards the apartment building entrance. 8. INT. HIGH RISE LOBBY - EVENING. 8. HELEN walks towards the elevator and waits beside ALLEN. ALLEN mumbles something. HELEN is oblivious. ALLEN How's it going? HELEN Okay. The elevator arrives. 9. INT. ELEVATOR - EVENING. 9. ALLEN and HELEN step inside. They ride in silence up to their floor. 10. INT. HALLWAY - EVENING. 10. ALLEN and HELEN emerge from the elevator. ALLEN See ya. HELEN Yeah. And they walk their separate ways. 11. INT. ALLEN'S APARTMENT - EVENING. 11. ALLEN drops his stuff. He takes a shower. He lies down. He glances at a book of poetry. CLOSE ON the jacket photo of the author and accompanying brief bio (i.e. "Nominated for the PEN/Faulkner Prize for poetry, Helen Jordan has taught at Harvard, Yale…") He leans his head against the wall, listens to HELEN making love to somebody next door: "Oh, Helen! Helen! Helen!" etc. He removes his ear from the wall, sits on the bed, a phone book beside him. He starts flipping randomly through the phone book. He turns to a page. He dials a number from the book. No answer. He sighs. Tries to next number down. A man picks up. ALLEN hangs up immediately. He dials again. A beautiful-sounding WOMAN picks up. ALLEN Hello, is this Claire? WOMAN (V.O.) Who is this? ALLEN hangs up. He buries his head in his hands. 12. INT. TRISH'S PLACE - DAY. 12. JOY sits in the kitchen with her sister TRISH, who is doing her nails. Trish's baby CHLOE lies in JOY'S lap. JUANITA the cleaning woman cleans up in the b.g. The family dog KOOKI teethes on a bone. Cute little TIMMY appears, in a Robocop-style outfit. TRISH Oh, Timmy! Look who's here! TIMMY (aiming a laser at JOY) Die, Aunt Joy! Die! TRISH Timmy! She tries to go after him, but he has already run off. JOY Oh, leave him alone, Trish. He's just going through a phase. TRISH Oh, I know, but… JOY (trying to make light) It's okay. I'm strong enough. JOY suddenly bursts into tears. TRISH Oh, Joy, Joy. What's the matter? JOY I don't know what it is, but I feel there's so much hostility directed at me. TRISH Did another guy dump you? JOY No! I…oh, I feel horrible. TRISH Aww. Timmy didn't mean it. JOY I'm sorry. I-I'm just overworked. TRISH It's okay. Because now maybe you'll listen to me. JOY What? A weighty pause. TRISH You've got to eat red meat. JOY Oh, Trish… TRISH Oh, I knew that's how you'd react, but it's true. I've been watching you and, well… My doctor says just once a month… JOY I know… TRISH Really. It's the best thing for the skin. It'll clear it all up. JOY What's wrong with my skin? TRISH It's fine now, but in another few years… Please, Joy. I'm speaking for your own good. JOY Oh, I know. Thanks. A tender moment: TRISH and JOY hold hands. JOY I'm so happy. TRISH Are you really? JOY Being around you and the kids… TRISH Oh… And I'm so happy you're happy. 'Cause all this time I've been thinking you were so miserable. JOY Oh, Trish! That's too funny, when I couldn't be happier. TRISH It's just, what with your music career never really… JOY My career's fine! TRISH Oh, I know, it will be! I just know it! And then you'll move out of Mom and Dad's… JOY Real soon! TRISH And you'll meet Mr. Right! JOY Oh, I will. Already I feel I'm off to a fresh start! TRISH That's right. Just because you've hit 30, doesn't mean you can't be fresh anymore. JOY That's right. Pause. TRISH You know, Joy, I've never told you this before, but now that we're older, and I feel so bonded to you, well…the truth is – oh, I know this sounds horrible, but I feel I have to be fully open with you, get beyond all the old barriers, sibling nonsense – well, the truth is I always thought you would never amount to much. That you'd end up alone, without a career or anything. Really, it's what we all thought. Mom, Dad, Helen…everyone… I'd always prayed we'd all be wrong, but you had always seemed to…doomed to failure. But now I see, it's not true. There is a glimmer of hope for you after all. Oh, I know I'm repeating myself, but, oh… (tears well up) I'm so happy for you… 13. EXT. PARK - DAY. 13. It is sunny and warm. Couples straight and gay walk hand in hand, families picnic, beautiful people sunbathe. BILL observes the pleasant tranquillity from atop a hill. Suddenly he pulls out a machine gun and starts shooting at everyone. Bloodshed everywhere. Then silence. VOICE And how is this different? 14. INT. PSYCHIATRIST'S OFFICE - DAY. 14. BILL sits opposed his PSYCHIATRIST, to whom the VOICE belongs. BILL I don't kill myself at the end. PSYCHIATRIST Do you see this as something positive? BILL Gee, I don't know. PSYCHIATRIST How do you feel at the end? BILL Much better. I wake up happy. Feeling good. But then I get very depressed because I'm living in reality. PSYCHIATRIST And you wouldn't kill people in real life. BILL No. I don't think so. PSYCHIATRIST You don't sound so certain. BILL I'm thinking about my patients. PSYCHIATRIST What about them? BILL My patients are ugly. Their problems are trite. Each one thinks he is unique. On a professional level they bore me. On a personal level I have no sympathy. They deserve what they get. PSYCHIATRIST And what about your family? BILL Trish is good to me. PSYCHIATRIST But still no sex? BILL No. But she's not too interested, either. So really there's no problem there, when you think about it, on a certain level. 15. EXT. CAR - DAY. 15. BILL is driving along. 16. EXT. PARK - DAY. 16. Reminiscent of BILL'S dream: schoolchildren are playing, teachers supervising. A laborer is eating lunch with a co-worker. A little boy is sitting alone in the shade of a tree. BILL pulls up to the side of the field and observes from his parking space. He gets back in his car. 17. INT. BILL'S CAR - DAY. 17. BILL is at the wheel again, a little tense. 18. EXT. MINI-MALL - DAY. 18. BILL pulls into the lot. He walks into the 7-11. 19. INT. 7-11 - DAY. 19. BILL picks up a Boy's Life, pays for it. 20. EXT. MINI-MALL - DAY. 20. BILL gets into the back seat of his car and sets to masturbating. SHOPPERS walk by with shopping carts, little children, oblivious to the activity inside Bill's car. Finally, BILL gets out of his car, tucks in his shirt, tosses the scrunched-up magazine into a dumpster, returns to his car and pulls out. 21. INT. BILL'S KITCHEN - EVENING. 21. BILL comes home as Trish finishes preparing the dinner table. He gives her a peck on the cheek. Their kids are eating in the adjacent TV Room. TRISH So how was work today, Hon? BILL Oh, fine. KOOKI sniffs BILL'S pants, excited. TRISH Kooki, no! BILL Down, Kooki! KOOKI calms down somewhat. BILLY ENTERS, opens the refrigerator, pours himself a soda. He looks dejected. BILL Hey, Billy! What's going on? BILLY Nothing. TRISH He's (making quotation marks with her fingers) "depressed." BILL Is something the matter? BILLY I don't wanna talk about it. And he leaves for the TV room again. TRISH Ignore him. He's just doing it for attention. He thinks you'll be impressed. As if. So anyway… Joy came by today. BILL How's she doing? TRISH Oh, God, I dunno, and frankly… I'm concerned. I mean, she's not like me. She doesn't "have it all." She pretends to be happy, but I can see right through her: she's miserable. BILL Why do you think that is? TRISH To be frank, I think she's lazy. She's not a go-getter, like me or Helen. And she's so picky. I gave Damien Ross her phone number, for what it's worth, and Joy sounded interested, naturally, but…I dunno. I'm afraid to have to say it, but truly it's what I believe: she'll always be alone. BILL We're all alone. TRISH Oh, Bill. Sometimes I wonder how any of your patients can talk to you. BILL Sometimes I wonder if they'll ever stop. I should tape some for you. TRISH Would you? Would you really? So that I could listen, too? BILL No. TRISH You're such a tease. You know I wouldn't tell anyone. BILL I know. 'Cause you're so secretive. TRISH Well, maybe not as secretive as you. BILL What secret would you like me to tell you? IRISH puts her arms around BILL. TRISH (whispers coyly) Like how come no matter how much you treat me like shit, I can't help loving you even more? 22. INT. BILL'S BEDROOM - LATER. 22. While TRISH puts CHLOE and TIMMY to bed, BILLY comes and sits beside BILL on his bed. BILLY Dad? BILL Yes, Billy? BILLY What does come mean? BILL Come? BILLY You know… BILL Well, you know how sometimes your penis gets erect…well, sometimes it gets so excited that a sticky milky substance shoots out. BILLY …Dickwad? BILL Yes, only come can be used as a verb as well. (a beat) Billy? BILLY Yeah? BILL Have you ever come? BILLY Yeah… BILL Now Billy, it's alright if you haven't. BILLY Well, I have… BILL Billy… BILLY But everyone else in class had and… I want to come, too! BILLY starts crying. BILL Awn, now, it's okay, it's okay. Have you tried playing with yourself? BILLY You mean… BILL With your penis. BILLY A little. BILL How did it feel? BILLY I dunno. I don't know what to do. BILL Do you want me to…show you? BILLY No! No! I'm not normal! BILLY buries his head in BILL'S lap. BILL Aw, Billy. Don't worry. You're normal. You'll come. One day. You'll see. 23. INT. JOY'S PLACE - DAY. 23. JOY is preparing to cook a steak. She is wearing rubber globes. HELEN sits with a coffee mug at the kitchen table. HELEN Y'know, people were always putting New Jersey down. None of my friends can believe I live here. But that's because they don't get it: I'm living in a state of irony. JOY Are you sure you don't wanna stay and have dinner with me? HELEN I can't. I'm giving another reading/ book-signing over at Barnes & Noble, and then Jamal is taking me out – although I promised Fabiacho…Uch. Everybody wants me… The phone rings. HELEN That's it, I'm going. JOY Wait! JOY picks up the phone. JOY Hello? VOICE Hi! How are you? JOY Is this Damien? VOICE Yeah!… So, uh, how are you doing? JOY Oh, fine. Could you hold a second? Helen? HELEN is almost out the door. HELEN See ya! JOY Thanks for stopping by! HELEN leaves. JOY (into phone) Sorry. That was my sister leaving. VOICE Oh. Yeah…um…yeah… Pause. JOY So, um, Trish told me you might be calling. VOICE Yeah, well… JOY Oh, I know how weird these things can be, but I've always had such faith in Trish's judgment that I thought why not. It's not like I've got some huge social life. I mean, I do have a social life. It's just not huge. VOICE Same here. JOY Oh, really? That's so nice to hear. Most people seem so confident… VOICE Yeah… JOY Or, well, you know… They're just real jerks. VOICE Yeah…uh… What are you doing? JOY Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just trying to thaw this steak…but it's so hard and… I'm sorry. VOICE Oh, no. No. Don't stop. Not because of me. JOY Oh, but I feel I'm being so rude. VOICE No, no. Not at all. JOY Thanks. VOICE So…um… Are you alone now? JOY Oh, yeah. Don't worry. Nobody's listening in. God, you're just like me. VOICE What are you wearing? JOY You mean, when we go out? Well, where do you want to go? I'm pretty easy to please. I hate getting all dressed up. VOICE What are you wearing now? JOY Oh, just a pair of jeans. Why? VOICE Are they tight? JOY Not too tight. They fit okay. But why do you…? VOICE I don't mean the jeans. I mean underneath. What are you wearing underneath? Check. JOY (starts looking inside her jeans) Underneath? Well, but Damien, underneath is just… (pauses, suddenly alarmed) This isn't Damien…is it? VOICE Are you getting wet? Is your pussy all—? JOY hangs up. 24. INT. ALLEN'S BEDROOM - THAT MOMENT. 24. VOICES of neighborhood children can be heard from outside the window. ALLEN (the man behind the VOICE that was just on the phone with JOY) rises to the sitting position and puts a bookmark in the phonebook. He notices the mess he made on the wallpaper. The stain looks permanent. He covers it up with a postcard. (There are many other postcards already thumbtacked to the wall.) The doorbell rings. ALLEN rises. ALLEN Who is it? VOICES Your neighbor Kristina. ALLEN opens the door, sees KRISTINA. She is very big and very overweight. ALLEN Hey, what's up? KRISTINA Did you hear what happened to Pedro? ALLEN Pedro? KRISTINA You know, the night doorman? ALLEN Oh, yeah. What? KRISTINA He was found bludgeoned to death in his apartment this morning. ALLEN Uch. KRISTINA Yeah. And supposedly his penis is missing. ALLEN Uugh. KRISTINA Yeah, well, Carla in 2B is collecting money for the funeral, if you feel like it. Apparently he had no family, no known friends…Gee, if I'da know… I mean, I did always say hi, I think. ALLEN Me too, if it's the guy I'm thinking of. Pause. KRISTINA By the way, um, I've got an extra ticket to the play-offs tonight. Wanna come with me? ALLEN Nah. Thanks. I got too much work. KRISTINA Oh. (a beat) Well, anyway, I just thought I'd tell you about Pedro. ALLEN Thanks. KRISTINA See ya. ALLEN Yeah. And he closes the door. 25. INT. HALLWAY - THAT MOMENT. 25. KRISTINA stands outside ALLEN'S door and stares at it dejectedly. Finally, tearing up the ticket, she walks back to her apartment, shutting the door behind her. 26. EXT. FLORIDA/ARIZONA 26. CONDOMINIUM COMPLEX - DAY. It is bright and sunny. 27. INT. CONDO - DAY. 27. LENNY and MONA, in their 60s, sit at the kitchen table. There are dishes shattered on the floor. MONA Oh, I feel better now. LENNY Good. (a beat) I'm gonna clean up. Pause. MONA I'm gonna lie down. MONA rises, walks to her bedroom, lies down. LENNY clears the table. LENNY I'm turning on the dishwasher! And LENNY starts vacuuming up the debris on the floor. MONA goes to the bathroom, opens the medicine cabinet. MONA (calling, faux calm) Where's my valium?! LENNY What?! MONA Nevermind! (to herself) Fucking asshole. She has found a good enough valium substitute, but there are only two pills left in the bottle. She swallows them with a glass of water, lies down again. The phone rings. MONA (to herself) You answer it, Bastard. LENNY (O.S.) It's Trish! MONA picks up. MONA Hi, Trish! TRISH (V.O.) Hi, Mom. How are you? MONA Oh, I'm fine. How are you? TRISH (V.O.) Fine… MONA Good. TRISH (V.O.) Did you watch Leno last night?… Mom? Pause. MONA (she bursts into tears) He's leaving me! Your father's leaving me! TRISH (V.O.) Mom, what are you talking about? MONA Can you keep this secret? Top secret? TRISH (V.O.) Yes, yes, of course, Mom, but – MONA He says…he doesn't love me anymore. TRISH (V.O.) Mom, I'm sure he doesn't mean it. MONA Well, he does fucking mean it! He wants a divorce! TRISH (V.O.) He said the word divorce? MONA You don't believe me? Talk to him! (calling) Lenny! LENNY Yeah?! MONA It's Trish! She wants to talk to you! LENNY (on phone) Yeah, Trish? TRISH (V.O.) Is it true what Mom said? LENNY What? TRISH (V.O.) You want a divorce? LENNY I never used that word. (calling) Mona! What are you telling the kids? MONA comes wobbling into the room. LENNY (to TRISH) She'll call you back. (hanging up; to MONA) Did I use the word divorce? MONA You said you didn't want to live with me anymore! LENNY Answer my question: did I use the word divorce? MONA You said you didn't love me anymore! LENNY Did I say divorce?! MONA …No. LENNY Good. I just want that much clear. Now sit down now next to me. Pause. The phone rings. MONA Leave it. The machine'll get it. It's probably Joy. LENNY What if it's Helen? JOY (on the machine) Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad. It's Joy. Just called to say hi, but I guess you're out having a good time. Oh, well. I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow then. Okay. Bye. Pause. MONA Lenny? LENNY Yeah? MONA Why? LENNY I dunno. I just want to be alone. MONA But I can let you be alone more, if that's what you want. LENNY Look: Things change… People change… Whatever. I want out. Pause. MONA It's Diane. LENNY Diane? MONA You're in love with Diane Freed. LENNY Get outta here. MONA Well, you're in love with someone. Someone younger, probably. LENNY Wrong. MONA Lenny, it's okay. I'm not dumb. These things happen. I'll get over it. I just wish you had done this twenty years ago. Now I'll have to get another fucking face-lift. Pause. LENNY I'm in love with no one else. MONA No one? LENNY No one. MONA Okay, then. (a beat) Schmuck. 28. INT. PHONE SALES OFFICE - DAY. 28. The CAMERA DOLLIES across a maze of carrels, finally landing on JOY, at work as a telephone sales operator. JOY (on phone) Hi! Is this Mrs. Mammangakis?… Hi! I'm calling from UniCard of America because you've been such a good customer that—. JOY dials the number of the next name on the list, and the next. Everyone hangs up on her. Until: 29. INT. ALLEN'S PLACE - DAY. 29. ALLEN is lying in bed. The phone rings. He picks it up. ALLEN Hello? JOY Hello, is this Mr. Mellencamp? ALLEN Yes. JOY Hi! I'm calling from UniCard of America because you've been such a good–. ALLEN Do I know you? JOY I'm sorry, I don't think so. But perhaps you're familiar with out—. ALLEN hangs up. But then, for a moment, he ponders the familiarity of her voice. Ditto JOY. She decides to dial him again. ALLEN answers, but says nothing. They both hang on, listening to each other's silence, then hang up. 30. EXT. JOY'S PLACE - EVENING. 30. JOY can be heard singing and playing her guitar. 31. INT. JOY'S PLACE - EVENING. 31. JOY, sitting on her bed, finishes her melancholy Joni Mitchell-like song. A display of macrame objects d'art adorns the wall. The phone rings. She answers it. JOY Hello? BERMAN (V.O.) Hello. This is Detective Berman from the County Police Department. I'd like to speak with a Ms. Joy Jordan? JOY This is she. 32. INT. STUART'S PLACE - EVENING. 32. POLICEMEN, a CORONER, a SUPER, ETC. AL. Busy themselves while STUART's body is being removed. BERMAN holds Stuart's suicide note ("Dear Joy, I can't live without you. Love, Stuart. P.S. The ashtray is yours.") in a baggie in his hand. BERMAN I'm sorry to disturb you, Ms. Jordan, but I'm afraid I have some bad news for you… FADE TO BLACK. 33. EXT. OFFICE BUILDING COMPLEX - DAY. 33. A bright, cheerful day. The parking lot is full. 34. JOY'S OFFICE - DAY. 34. JOY looks over at a corner desk where a woman is working the phones and starts crying. Her neighbor, NANCY, hearing the sniffling, pauses in the midst of her work. NANCY What's the matter, Joy? JOY Stuart's dead! NANCY Stuart…? JOY Yes! Pause. NANCY Who's Stuart? JOY You know, the guy who used to sit over at the corner there? NANCY You mean where Pam is sitting? JOY Yes. NANCY Was he kind of tall and a little hunched? JOY No, he was…well…shortish, squarish… NANCY Oh, Joy. I'm not sure. Did he work here long? NANCY calls across to another neighbor, KAY. NANCY Kay, do you remember a guy named Stuart who used to work here over where Pam is now? KAY No. Why? What happened? NANCY He died. KAY Huh. Now which one was he? NANCY I'm not sure. May be Tom knows. Tom? Co-worker TOM, who has been listening in, swivels over from the other side. TOM Sorry, Nancy, I don't. I mean, I do vaguely remember some guy who worked over there – I think… but I'm not really sure. KAY How did he die anyway? NANCY Yeah, how did he die, Joy? JOY's phone rings. She picks up. JOY Sales, can I help you? VOICE Is this Joy Jordan? JOY Yes. VOICE This is Stuart's mother. (a beat) I hope you fucking rot in hell. The VOICE hangs up. TOM Hey, Joy. Was he kind of Latino- looking and a little acne-scarred? NANCY Yeah, you know, like Edward James Olmos? JOY (a beat) Yeah. Sure. That's him. TOM I knew it. NANCY, KAY, and TOM continue discussing and disputing STUART's identity. 35. INT. HAPPY'S RESTAURANT - DAY. 35. HELEN and TRISH sit together. HELEN (picking at her food) Uch. I don't know why I suggested this place. Joy recommended it… TRISH Well, at least we're together. I never get to see you, you're so busy. HELEN No, you're so busy. TRISH No, you are… HELEN Well, I guess I am. TRISH Me too. HELEN In fact, if I have to do one more interview… TRISH I guess it's hard, all this success. HELEN It's just I'm so tired of…of being admired all the time. All these men… I mean, they're all beautiful, artistic minds, great sex, the whole package…but hollow, you know what I mean? I feel nobody's really honest with me. Nobody wants me for me. TRISH They're not family. HELEN Oh, Trish. If only I had your husband, kids, carpool. TRISH Well, I may "have it all," but sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if I'd actually tried to write a novel. HELEN Oh, I'm sure it would have been good. TRISH Maybe I will write one. HELEN Oh, you should… Just try… Pause. TRISH No, I don't need that kind of success. HELEN Uch, listen to us. We who have everything while Joy… What does she have? TRISH You're right. And she's just getting older. HELEN Last night she called – I was in bed with Vilmos – no, Huraki – and she was in tears. She told me she'd quit her job… TRISH Oh, but…but that's her lifeline! HELEN She said she wanted to "change" her life. Do "good" work with the poor, the needy… TRISH I don't get it. HELEN Don't even try. She understand she already is good. She doesn't need to do good. TRISH And what about her music career? HELEN I don't know, but don't hold your breath. Anyway, listen. This is all top secret. She doesn't want anyone to know. TRISH Oh. (a beat) But she told you. HELEN She felt she could trust me. TRISH 'Cause I always thought I was someone she could confide in. A BUSBOY comes by, refills their water glasses, leaves. TRISH Did you speak to Mom? HELEN You mean about the split-up? TRISH Oh. I-I thought it was top secret. HELEN Just for Joy. Sensitive Joy. Everyone else knows. TRISH Oh. A WAITER comes by. WAITER Can I help you with anything else? HELEN Oh, no thanks. The WAITER leaves the check, clears the plates, goes off. TRISH picks up the check, looks at it. HELEN Thanks for lunch. I really enjoyed this. 36. EXT. PARK - DAY. 36. A little league gave is in progress. 11-year-old JOHNNY is at bat. There is a hush. Bases are loaded. BILLY encourages him from the sidelines BILLY You can do it, Johnny! JOE, JOHNNY's father and the team's coach, mutters to himself, tense. JOE Don't fuck up, Johnny. BILL observes JOHNNY's TEAMMATES muttering to themselves. TEAMMATE #1 I can't believe he's up at bat now. TEAMMATE #2 I swear I'm not playing Little League next year if he's on the team. RONALD FARBER, the biggest and perhaps dumbest of the teammates, joins in. RONALD Let's beat him up afterwards. JOHNNY concentrates. The pitcher throws the ball and…STRIKE! BILLY C'mon Johnny! JOE My kid is a fucking spaz. TEAMMATE #2 Do we have to stay and watch this? Strike two. BILLY Concentrate, Johnny! You can do it! JOE You hit the fucking ball or I'm gonna smash your fucking face in. PARENT #1 (to BILL) You know, this really is unfair to the other kids. Strike three. 37. INT. MCDONALD'S - DAY. 37. While BILLY and JOHNNY play video games, BILL and JOE eat at a table. JOE Bill, I dunno. Maybe I should talk to you. You're a specialist in these things, aren't you? BILL Well, I don't know. That depends… JOE Look, my son's a fag. I'm not blind to these things. BILL How come you're so sure he's…gay? JOE What, are you kidding? BILL Well, it's just sometimes…appearances can be deceiving. And besides. Even if you're right. There's not much you can do, is there? Pause. JOE What do you think would happen if I got him a professional…you know… BILL A professional? JOE Hooker. You know, the kind that can teach things…first-timers, you know…break him in. BILL But Joe, he's 11. JOE You're right, you're right. It's too late. He is…what he is. Forget I said anything. BILL Maybe you ought to discuss it with Betty. JOE I can't. I can't talk to her. BILL Hmm. That's a problem. JOE Things aren't too good between us… BILL Not too good. JOE No. Pause. BILL Are you…? JOE No. (a beat) She's a dyke. BILLY and JOHNNY approach. BILLY Dad, can Johnny sleep over tonight? BILL Well, that's up to Joe here. JOE (pause) Sure. Whatever. JOHNNY AND BILLY Yeah!!! JOHNNY and BILLY hold each other as they jump for joy. JOE (to himself) Like girls. 38. EXT. BILL'S PLACE - NIGHT. 38. The lights are on. The TV is on. The family can be heard laughing and playing some board game. 39. INT. BILL'S PLACE - NIGHT. 39. BILL is preparing hot fudge sundaes. He mixes some powdered drugs into the fudge before pouring it onto the ice cream. He brings a tray loaded with bowls of sundaes into the TV room. BILL Come and get it! TRISH Oh, Bill. You shouldn't have. BILL Here, take. You only live once. Everyone grabs a bowl, except JOHNNY. BILL Aren't you having, Johnny? JOHNNY No, thank you, Dr. Maplewood. BILLY Johnny hates chocolate fudge. BILL Well, is there something you'd like instead? JOHNNY No, thank you. BILL What about to drink? TRISH Oh, leave him alone. He's fine. BILL No, but there must be something… JOHNNY Do you have any grape Hi C? BILL Do we, Trish? TRISH I'm afraid not. BILL I could go pick some up. TRISH Bill, don't be silly. He doesn't need anything. It's late. JOHNNY Do you have any tuna salad? BILL Would you like a sandwich? JOHNNY Yes, please. BILL Coming right up! TRISH I'm going to bed, Bill. BILL I'll be there soon. TRISH Look at that Timmy, can hardly keep his eyes open. Come on, Timmy. (to BILLY and JOHNNY) You boys, don't stay up to late! TRISH shuffles off with little CHLOE and TIMMY. BILL returns to the kitchen, hastily fixes a tuna sandwich, spiking it with gobs of his powder. BILL brings the sandwich in to JOHNNY. He finds BILLY already fallen asleep. BILL Here we are! JOHNNY Thanks, Dr. Maplewood. BILL What happened to Billy? JOHNNY I don't know. I guess he just conked out. JOHNNY is glued to the TV. He doesn't touch the tuna sandwich. BILL Aren't you going to eat the sandwich? JOHNNY In a minute. BILL Take your time. BILL waits. JOHNNY Dr. Maplewood, would it be alright if I ate this tomorrow? BILL (not losing his self-control) Well, sure, but I don't know if it's taste any good tomorrow. JOHNNY examines the sandwich. He turns back to the TV. Just when all seems lost, however, he takes a bite. BILL How is it? JOHNNY Actually, it's really good. BILL Enjoy it. BILL then rises, checks in on TRISH, CHLOE, and TIMMY: they are all sound asleep. BILL pauses in the hallway to look at a family portrait. Then he returns to the TV room. BILL (testing) Johnny? Johnny? But JOHNNY too is now sound asleep. BILL takes away the unfinished tuna sandwich and plate and brings them into the kitchen. He dumps the tuna remains into the garbage, puts the plate into the dishwasher, turns it on. BILL lifts BILLY up and carries him off to bed. He tucks him in. BILL returns to the TV room, where JOHNNY lies. He places him on the couch, then stands hovering over him. The TV is left on. 40. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - MORNING. 40. The gardener is mowing the lawn. A postman drops off the mail. Little children play ball. 41. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - MORNING. 41. TIMMY, BILLY, and JOHNNY are in the TV room watching TV. TRISH snuggles in bed next to BILL. They are very kissy-kissy. TRISH Oh, Honey. I feel so good now. BILL Me too. TRISH I haven't slept so well in so long. BILL Me neither. TRISH It's weird. I feel as if we… Bill, did we? I mean, did you… Did I…? BILL Yes. Pause. TRISH I don't remember… BILL That's okay. It doesn't matter. TRISH It matters. BILL Forget about it. TRISH Okay. (a beat) It's funny, 'cause I remember I was dreaming and you were there… and Billy…and Timmy and Chloe… and Johnny Grasso… BILL Oh? TRISH I can't really remember anything more, except…I don't know. Oh, Bill. Please don't get mad at me. I know you hate it when I ask, but… Do you still? BILL Oh. TRISH Oh. Pause. BILL Yes. Very very much. TRISH Oh, Bill, and I do too! I'm sorry I need to keep being reminded, it's just… BILL I know. TRISH And we haven't been… BILL I know. And it's my fault. TRISH My fault. BILL Trish, I—. TRISH I know. BILL No, I…I—. Just when things get hot and heavy, CHLOE starts screaming o.s. Pause. TRISH (kisses him) Later. She rises and leaves the room. 42. INT. BILL'S KITCHEN - DAY. 42. JOHNNY sits at the table with the funnies. BILL is sipping coffee, reading the paper. TIMMY runs around in the b.g. BILL Where's Billy? JOHNNY Watching TV. BILL How come you're not playing together? JOHNNY I don't know. Billy just said he didn't feel like it. (a beat) Dr. Maplewood? BILL Yes? JOHNNY Can you drive me home now? BILL Well, sure, but…are you having a good time? JOHNNY I'm not feeling so well. BILL What's the matter? JOHNNY I don't know. I think—. He throws up on the funnies. 43. INT. CAR - DAY. 43. BILL is driving JOHNNY home. JOHNNY Dr. Maplewood? BILL Yes, Johnny? JOHNNY I'm sorry I threw up. BILL Don't worry about it. JOHNNY 'Cause I really had a good time. BILL Good. Billy did too. We all did. BILL puts his arm around him affectionately. JOHNNY, very sleepy, leans in close against him. JOHNNY Dr. Maplewood? BILL Yes, Johnny? JOHNNY You're so cool. And he falls asleep, his head sinking into BILL'S lap. A string of saliva drips from JOHNNY's lips onto BILL's pants. 44. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - NIGHT. 44. The lights are on. The TV is on. 45. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - TV ROOM - LATER. 45. BILLY joins BILL on the sofa. KOOKI is humping a chair across from them. BILLY Dad? BILL Yes, Billy? BILLY I was kind of wondering. BILL Yeah? Pause. BILLY Nothing. Pause. BILL Did you have a good time with Johnny? BILLY It was okay. He's a little girlish though. BILL Oh. Yeah. Pause. BILLY Dad. Do you know how many inches your penis is? Pause. BILL I never measured. BILLY Ronald Farber said his penis is twelve inches long. Do you think that's possible? BILL What Ronald Farber doesn't know is that it's not length, but width that matters. Pause. BILLY Why? BILL Things get a little more…tense. Pause. BILLY What do you mean…tense? Pause. BILL Have you been…practicing? BILLY …Yeah. But it's no use. Nothing comes. BILL You have to be patient. Your friend Ronald Farber, I can assure you, is full of crap. BILLY Yeah. I bet yours is a lot wider and longer. Pause. BILL Do you want me to measure? BILLY Nah, that's okay. BILLY smiles, leans affectionately against his father. 46. INT. ESL OFFICE - DAY. 46. Through the glass door a group of newly-arrived immigrants can be seen walking by. SUPERVISOR looks JOY over. SUPERVISOR You've come at a god time. The place is in turmoil now. Everyone's preparing to strike. JOY W-why are they going to strike? SUPERVISOR I can't tell you the half of it: the deceit, the corruption. The union wants to close down the school. They don't care about these poor immigrants. It's heartbreaking. Now I believe in unions, I'm sensitive to their needs, I cried at "The Grapes of Wrath", I sing to Woody Guthrie. But that was another time, another place. Today unions are just a new kind of corporation. It's tragic, but believe me, those teachers making sacrifices for the union, well, the union's not going to make any sacrifices for them. Those union leaders, they go home with pay-checks, the teachers end up with nothing. Now we need people who can be dedicated, who aren't in it just for the money. Because this job takes courage. Do you know what some of these refugees have endured? Concentration camps. And now their dream of coming to America is realized, and this union doesn't care. It's all about greed. Selfishness. Now Joy, can I count on you? JOY O-of course…I want to do the right, um, thing…I mean, I believe in, um, you know…being counted on… SUPERVISOR Do you know what these strikers are? Spoiled brats. Trust-funded artistes. They don't know the meaning of work, of giving… But just remember, if you hear the word "benefits," don't listen. 47. EXT. ESL SCHOOL - DAY. 47. PICKETERS march along the sidewalk. JOY approaches and hesitates. PICKETERS (chanting) Don't cross the line! Don't cross the line! JOY You know, there are some people in real need in there. PICKETER #1 Fucking management is in there. JOY But what about the refugees? PICKETER #2 What about my benefits? JOY I'm sorry. I think you're making a terrible mistake. As she crosses the picket line they shout epithets at her. Someone throws an egg at her. It cracks against her head. She runs inside. 48. INT. ELEVATOR - DAY. 48. Strangers look askance at JOY. When the elevator arrives at her floor she gets out, relieved. 49. INT. ESL SCHOOL TEACHERS LOUNGE - DAY. 49. Administrators welcome JOY, handing out general information. The air is festive. JOY finds the other TEACHERS cleaning tomatoes and egg off their clothes. RHONDA, a teacher, pulls her aside towards the window from which the strikers can be seen. RHONDA It's so sad. I mean, it really is pathetic. Such losers. Really, I feel sorry for them. There is a slight commotion across the room. TEACHER #1 is upset, crying a little. TEACHER #2 comforts her. TEACHER #1 I'm sorry… It's nothing… Sorry… TEACHER #2 It's okay. TEACHER #1 It's just…well… TEACHER #2 What is it? What happened? TEACHER #1 …They called me a scab. TEACHER #2 You're not a scab. You're a strike-breaker. The bell rings. 50. INT. CLASSROOM - DAY. 50. JOY enters. The STUDENTS do not have welcoming faces. JOY Good morning. My name is Joy Jordan. She writes her name on the blackboard. JOY I am your new teacher. Now. JOY is about to do roll-call when: STUDENT #1 You are scab. STUDENT #2 Where Marsha? JOY Marsha? Well, Marsha…er… STUDENT #3 We want Marsha. The STUDENTS start changing, "We want Marsha!" One student, however, does not join in. He shouts at his classmates: BORIS (in Russian) Quiet! They listen to him. BORIS (to JOY) Please. JOY …I'm not a scab. I'm a strike-breaker. 51. INT. HELEN'S PLACE - DAY. 51. Intensity grips HELEN as she works on a poem at her desk. She rises, as if in pain, and starts pacing. Strange sounds emanate from her mouth. She pounds a fist against her head. Finally she leaps into bed, thrashing about as if possessed. HELEN I'm no good! I'm no good! I am nothing! Nothing! Zero!… The telephone rings. HELEN Hello? 52. INT. ALLEN'S OFFICE - DAY. 52. ALLEN is on the other end of the line. His breathing is heavy, low, constrained. He is sweating. HELEN (V.O.) …Hello? ALLEN (voice disguised) I know who you are and you are nothing. You think you are fucking something, but you are fucking nothing. You are empty. You are zero. You are a black hole, and I am going to fuck you so bad you're gonna be coming out of your ears. Pause. HELEN (V.O.) …Richard? ALLEN hangs up. 53. INT. HELEN'S PLACE - DAY. 53. HELEN presses *69. CUT BACK AND FORTH between HELEN and ALLEN. ALLEN picks up. ALLEN Data Resources. HELEN Who are you? ALLEN hangs up. He is shaking, sweating profusely. A pretty young SECRETARY walks by outside his glass door and smiles. He smiles back, weakly. The phone rings again. ALLEN resists answering it until he hears his answering service pick up. ALLEN What do you want? Pause. HELEN I want you to fuck me. Pause. ALLEN I…um…I don't think I can do that… I mean…I don't think I can do that. (a beat; a CO-WORKER is approaching) I gotta go. HELEN Call me tomorrow. ALLEN …Okay. ALLEN hangs up. The CO-WORKER appears. CO-WORKER Hey, you see the play-offs last night? ALLEN (smiling/joking) Yeah, pretty good! Pretty good! 54. EXT. LIQUOR STORE - EVENING. 54. ALLEN hurries inside. 55. INT. LIQUOR STORE - EVENING. 55. ALLEN buys some whiskey. 56. EXT. HELEN AND ALLEN'S APT. COMPLEX - 56. EVENING. ALLEN bumps slightly over the curb as he pulls into the parking lot. 57. INT. HELEN AND ALLEN'S APT. COMPLEX - 57. LOBBY - EVENING. ALLEN goes to the elevator, sees HELEN waiting. As usual, she pays him no attention. ALLEN smiles. ALLEN How's it going? HELEN Okay. The elevator arrives and they step inside. 58. INT. ELEVATOR - EVENING. 58. HELEN and ALLEN stand and say nothing during the ride, like before. 59. INT. HALLWAY - EVENING. 59. The elevator doors open and HELEN and ALLEN come out, walking their separate ways. ALLEN See ya. HELEN Yeah. KRISTINA'S POV of ALLEN unlocking and entering his apartment. The view is distorted. CLOSE ON KRISTINA in her apartment, staring through the peephole. She takes her eyes away and covers them with her hand, overcome. 60. EXT. HELEN AND ALLEN'S APT. COMPLEX - 60. HELEN'S PLACE - LATER. HELEN and her lover JAMAL's silhouettes can be seen going at it next door to ALLEN. 61. INT. ALLEN'S PLACE - THAT MOMENT. 61. ALLEN, surrounded by a couple of empty liquor bottles, is studying a Playboy centerfold. Faint but distinct sounds of HELEN making love with someone. The door buzzes. He puts down the magazine, rises unsteadily, and walks to the door. ALLEN Who is it? KRISTINA (O.S.) It's me. Kristina. ALLEN opens the door. KRISTINA Hey, how's it going? ALLEN Okay. KRISTINA I got some more info on Pedro. ALLEN Pedro? KRISTINA You know…the, uh—. ALLEN Oh, yeah. What? KRISTINA Well, um… (sees ALLEN tottering) Say, uh, are you alright? ALLEN No. KRISTINA Here. KRISTINA helps ALLEN back inside, sets him down on his bed. ALLEN …Pussy… Need pussy… ALLEN passes out. KRISTINA goes to the door and locks it. She turns out the light. Then she sits down and just stares at ALLEN, pondering his face and body. Finally, KRISTINA bends down and unbuttons his top a little. She leans her head against ALLEN, half lying down beside him. Suddenly ALLEN awakens, rises, and rushes off to the bathroom. He throws up o.s. Pause. When he reappears he sees KRISTINA standing by the bed. ALLEN What the fuck are you doing here? KRISTINA is too petrified to speak. ALLEN Get out! KRISTINA leaves. 62. EXT. FLORIDA/ARIZONA REAL ESTATE 62. OFFICE - DAY. Sunny. Well-tended landscaping. Attractive parking lot. 63. INT. FLORIDA/ARIZONA REAL ESTATE 63. OFFICE - DAY. MONA is sitting in the waiting room when, ANN, a young and comely broker, appears. ANN Hi. Ann Chambeau. MONA Mona Jordan. ANN Wonderful. (shaking hands with MONA.) Come this way. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long. ANN escorts MONA to her office. They sit down. ANN Can I get you some tea? coffee? MONA No, thank you. ANN Okay. Now then. How can I help you? MONA You said there might be something available over in Elysian Fields? ANN Actually, there are several places we can see there. But first I need a little information. (starts typing into her computer.) Now, you're looking for a one? two? three-bedroom? MONA Three. ANN Wonderful. Is this then for you and your husband? MONA No. ANN Just for yourself then? MONA Yes. ANN No children? MONA My children are grown. ANN No pets? MONA No. ANN So really just you alone then all by yourself? MONA Yes. ANN Wonderful. ANN resumes interfacing with the computer. Suddenly MONA starts crying. Soon ANN looks up from her terminal. ANN Mrs. Jordan? Is something the matter? MONA nods yes and no. Finally: MONA My husband is leaving me. ANN Oh, I'm so sorry. ANN reaches her hand out in a vague display of support and affection. ANN You know, we have a lot of divorcees in Phase IV. Would you like to see something there, perhaps a bit smaller? MONA Who said I was getting divorced? 64. EXT. ELYSIAN FIELDS - DAY. 64. ANN drives MONA through this scenic luxury village. They pause at a security checkpoint before looking for a spot in the parking lot. Easy Listening or Classical Lite is on the car radio. ANN (V.O.) You know, I'm a divorcee. MONA (V.O.) Oh? ANN (V.O.) I live in Phase IV. 65. INT. ANN'S CAR - DAY. 65. MONA turns to ANNE as she pulls into a spot. MONA I am so sorry. ANN Mrs. Jordan? MONA Mona. ANN Mona. That's a beautiful name. MONA Er…thank you. ANN How long were you married? MONA Forty years. Pause. ANN You know, Mona, I think we have a lot in common. More than you realize. See, I know what you're going through. I've been there. But I'd like to share a little secret with you: Divorce was the best thing that ever happened to me. ANNE reaches out and this time touches MONA, gives her a squeeze. ANN Really. 66. INT. CONDO LOBBY - DAY. 66. ANN and MONA walk across the expensively decorated space. It is empty except for an OLD LADY with a walker tottering by. ANN (whispering discreetly) Don't worry. She's the exception to the rule. Most everyone here is much more youthful. 67. INT. CONDO HALLWAY - DAY. 67. ANN leads MONA towards the door of the place for sale. They pass by a vase of flowers resting in an offset little alcove. While ANN searches for the right set of keys, a MAID approaches with fresh flowers and a plastic garbage bag. She dumps the old flowers in the bag and replaces them with new ones. ANN See how they change the flowers every day. They don't wait for things to go bad and rot here. 68. INT. CONDO - DAY. 68. ANN stands to the side while MONA wanders around. The place is bright and sunny. A lot of mirrors and glass… In each room she enters MONA sees her reflection. ANN It was finished just a year and a half ago and they've really hardly spent any time here. Supposedly the third bathroom's never even been used. But I've flushed it, so I know it works. MONA stands by the windows, looking out. ANN The views are spectacular, of course. But what's great is you can see the whole world and at the same time feel entirely alone. It's kind of a double bonus: you get the solitude you need for reflection and soul-searching and the thrill of being "top of the heap." MONA looks at a portrait of a couple hanging in the foyer. The husband has been torn out of it, just as he has been from all the other photographs lying around. ANN Now they're asking 800. But I know I can definitely get it down to 650. I know this couple. They're also in the middle of The Big D. He needs to liquidate fast. Pause. MONA I'll take it. ANN Wonderful! 69. EXT. MONA AND LENNY'S APARTMENT 69. COMPLEX - DAY. LENNY lies on a chaise lounge, alone by the poolside. DIANE, perhaps slightly younger than MONA, approaches. DIANE Hi, Lenny. Mind if I join you? LENNY No. DIANE arranges herself in a chair beside him. DIANE How's Mona? LENNY Fine. DIANE Inside on such a beautiful day? LENNY I dunno. DIANE Whadya mean you dunno? LENNY I dunno. DIANE Eh. Whatever. (a beat.) So how are your girls doing? LENNY Fine, I guess. DIANE And the grandchildren? Coming to visit anytime soon? LENNY I dunno. Pause. DIANE It's good to have a family together. A close family…I know. And you know how I know. 'Cause you know I know what it's like when things aren't… together. When there is pain and loss and…separation. You know how I understand these things. (a beat.) Lenny, I just think you should know; I heard about you and Mona. LENNY What? DIANE About your…getting divorced. I'm very sorry. LENNY We're not getting divorced. DIANE Divorced, separated, whatever. It doesn't matter. You're alone now. Two beautiful young women come to the pool and settle themselves down opposite. LENNY looks at them. He closes his eyes and turns away. DIANE Anyway, if you ever need someone to talk to, I want you to know. I'm here. And I care. JOHNNY'S POV OF JOE: pulling out of the driveway. Off to work. 70. INT. JOHNNY'S HOME - MORNING. 70. Pulling up his pajama pants, JOHNNY rises from the toilet and turns to look at the bowl. He leaves the bathroom without flushing the toilet. He walks into his parents' bedroom. BETTY is walking around naked, getting dressed. JOHNNY Mom? BETTY Yeah? JOHNNY There's blood in my BM. (BETTY freezes.) Can I stay home from school today? 71. INT. JOHNNY'S HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY. 71. A DETECTIVE is gently interrogating JOHNNY. BETTY sits beside him. JOE paces. A NURSE adjusts things. A DOCTOR examines charts. A POLICEMAN stands by the door. DETECTIVE How are you feeling? JOHNNY Okay. DETECTIVE You sure? JOHNNY Yeah. I feel fine. Maybe a little sore. But I'm ready to go back to school. DETECTIVE Good! Now, Johnny. I have to ask you a few questions. Is that okay? JOHNNY Yeah. DETECTIVE Good. Now then. When did you first start feeling sick? JOHNNY Yesterday. DETECTIVE What happened? JOHNNY I threw up at my friend's house. BETTY Johnny spent the night there. I thought he just had a little virus. DETECTIVE Did you eat anything unusual? JOHNNY No. Just a tuna sandwich. BETTY He loves tuna salad. DETECTIVE I see. And when did you first notice the blood? JOHNNY When I went to the bathroom this morning. DETECTIVE Now tell me – and it is very important that you be honest… BETTY Don't be afraid, Baby. I'm right here with you. Daddy's not going to touch you. DETECTIVE Is there anyone in the last day or two who…hurt you? JOHNNY (a beat.) I don't think so. DETECTIVE But someone did…hurt you. No? JOHNNY (looks at JOE, then back to the DETECTIVE) No. No one hurt me. JOE Whadya mean no?! You've been fucking raped!! A stunned silence. JOE hangs his head. JOE Sorry. Pause. BETTY Would you like me to fix you a tuna salad sandwich? JOHNNY Okay. 72. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - EVENING. 72. The family is at the dinner table. TRISH More potatoes, Bill? BILL Oh, no thanks. Mmm, I've got plenty. TRISH The babysitter should be here any minute now. BILL When does the PTA start? TRISH We've still got half an hour. BILL (to BILLY) So how was school today? BILLY Okay. BILL Was Johnny there? BILLY No. TRISH I just hope none of you kids catch what he's got. TIMMY tries amusing everyone by pretending to throw up his potatoes. TRISH Very funny, Timmy. And now you are excused and can go right to bed. TIMMY But Mom—! TRISH Excuse me, Bill. But then the phone rings. TRISH lets go of TIMMY, answers it. TRISH Hello?… Yes, is there a problem Tawny?… Well, thank you for giving me so much notice… Yes, well, I'm sorry, too. You should have thought of that earlier. Good-bye. TRISH hangs up, returns to the table. TRISH Bill, you're going to have to go yourself tonight. BILL Isn't there anyone else you can get? TRISH Not at this late hour. TRISH sees the mess TIMMY has been making with his potatoes and takes him away. TRISH (to TIMMY) Now you can come with me and take a bath. TIMMY But I'm not finished! TRISH and TIMMY continue to argue o.s. BILLY Dad? If you and Mom died in a place crash, would it be alright f I took over? BILL Well, probably one of your aunts would want to help out. BILLY So you don't think I'm old enough to take care of myself and Timmy and Chloe. BILL Well, no. BILLY Ronald Farber's parents are away in Europe for a few days, and he's staying home alone without a babysitter. Why do I need a babysitter? BILL Well, if you want to change Chloe's diapers… BILLY If I didn't have any little brother or sister, would you let me stay alone by myself for a few days? BILL Your Mom and I are not Mr. and Mrs. Farber. We worry. So no. BILLY What if I were 12? BILL No. BILLY 13. BILL (a beat.) At 13, I think you'll be okay. BILLY Can you promise? BILL As long as you don't still look like you're 11. BILLY I won't. BILL Okay. At 13, then. 73. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - NIGHT. 73. BILL backs out of the garage and comes to the end of the driveway. 74. INT. BILL'S CAR - NIGHT. 74. BILL looks tense as he pauses before the intersection. He picks up his car phone and dials information. BILL Hello, in Roseland, please. I'm looking for the address of a resident. The name is Farber… 12 Angel Court?… Thank you. He hangs up. A sigh. Suddenly the phone rings. He answers it. BILL Hello? 75. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - NIGHT. 75. TRISH is on the phone in the kitchen, cleaning up. CHLOE in the b.g. TRISH Hi, hon. It's me. Listen, I forgot to ask if you could pick up a half-gallon of skim milk on your way back from the meeting. BACK TO BILL On his car phone. BILL Sure thing. TRISH (O.S.) Thanks! Love ya! BILL Love ya! He hangs up. Pause. He steps on thegas. 76. EXT. STREET - NIGHT. 76. BILL's car moves on, joining the traffic. 77. EXT. SCHOOL - NIGHT. 77. The parking lot is busy. BILL's car approaches, pauses. BILL'S POV of people parking and walking inside the school. Chatter is audible. Someone waves hello at him in passing. 78. INT. BILL'S CAR - NIGHT. 78. BILL is suffering. But finally he decides to move on. 79. EXT. STREET CORNER - NIGHT. 79. A Street sign reads, ANGEL COURT. Bill's car nears and turns, slowly. 80. EXT. FARBER HOME - NIGHT. 80. A modern expensive house of the sort that, in this neighborhood, makes an architectural "statement." The number 12 is illuminated over the front door, as is a plaque reading, The Farbers. RONALD's silhouette can be faintly seen watching TV. Bill's car pauses in front, then parks further down the block. 80. INT. BILL'S CAR - NIGHT. 80. BILL sits, numb. He pulls out from his pocket a handkerchief and a dark little unlabeled bottle filled with some liquid. He looks at the car clock. Finally, he opens his door. 81. EXT. FARBER HOME - NIGHT. 81. BILL sneaks over to the side of the house and looks through the window. 82. INT. FARBER HOME - NIGHT. 82. RONALD is lounging on the sofa, still watching TV. He snacks on some chips. BILL slides into the house through a kitchen window. He tiptoes to a corner round which he can see the back of RONALD's sofa, across the room. The phone rings. BILL freezes. RONALD answers it. RONALD Hello?… Oh, hey, how's it going?… No, Billy Maplewood's selling me his… Five bucks, big deal… Yeah, I know, but Grasshole can't stay absent forever. He'll probably show up tomorrow… Yeah, he knows he's got it coming, he knows… Oh, okay. Yeah…Bye. BILL pours the bottled liquid onto the handkerchief. He pounces on the victim. Within moments, RONALD succumbs, unaware of his assailant's identity. BILL looks around: the TV is still on; otherwise, silence. He looks at RONALD, looks away. FADE TO BLACK. 83. INT. 7—11 - NIGHT. 83. BILL buys a half-gallon of milk. He sees ALLEN riffling through some porn at the magazine rack, but slips out of the store unnoticed. 84. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - NIGHT. 84. Bill's car pulls into the garage. 85. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - NIGHT. 85. BILL takes a half-gallon of milk out of a plastic bag and puts it in the refrigerator. TRISH (O.S.) Hon, is that you? BILL Yeah. TRISH (O.S.) You remember the milk? BILL Yeah. BILL walks by the TV room where TRISH is sitting watching TV alone, like Ronald Farber: same position, same channel. TRISH How was the meeting? BILL Okay. TRISH Bill, are you alright? BILL I think I have to lie down. TRISH Oh, shit. I hope you're not coming down with whatever that Johnny boy had. BILL I don't think so. BILL stops by BILLY's room. Back issues of Boy's Life lie piled on his desk. BILLY is asleep. A Playboy magazine sticks out from beneath his pillow. BILL goes over to BILLY and bends down. He kisses him. BILLY Dad? BILL Yeah? BILLy I almost came. BILLY closes his eyes again. 86. INT. BILL AND TRISH'S BEDROOM - 86. LATER THAT NIGHT. Lights out. BILL lies away, listening to TRISH's rhythmic breathing. BILL Trish?… Trish? TRISH …Mmmyeah? Pause. BILL Do you love me? TRISH Oh, Bill… Yes. BILL I mean, do you really love me? No matter what. TRISH No matter what…what? BILL No matter what…whatever… TRISH Bill. You have me. And you always will. She holds him closer. A long pause. BILL I'm sick… TRISH Aww… Take some Tylenol. You'll feel better tomorrow. 87. EXT. STREET - DAY. 87. JOY walks along, despondent. Suddenly she hears a Russian-accented voice calling her. she looks around and sees a cab pulled up beside her. BORIS is inside. BORIS Joy! Joy! I am Boris! Your student1 JOY Oh, hello, Boris. How are you? BORIS I am fine. How are you? JOY Oh, fine, fine. Pause. BORIS I not believe you. JOY Really, Boris. I'm fine! BORIS sees JOY is holding back tears. He gets out of the cab. BORIS Where you are go now? JOY Oh, I'm just on my way home. BORIS Tell me where do you live. I take you home. JOY No, no, I couldn't. BORIS Joy. Come in my car. I want give you ride. JOY But I like walking. And the train is right nearby. BORIS No. No train. I drive you home. JOY But Boris. I live in New Jersey! BORIS Good. I take you New Jersey. JOY Maybe you don't understand. Boris. New Jersey is far. BORIS Joy. You not understand. I am driver. My taxi. You come. You understand? You come. Pause. JOY Are you sure you know? BORIS Boris knows. Come inside. BORIS opens the door for JOY. She gets in. BORIS takes off. 88. INT. CAB - DAY. 88. They sit in the bumper-to-bumper traffic. JOY turns to BORIS, turns away. MUSIC plays on the radio. Suddenly she starts sobbing. JOY I'm sorry. BORIS Don't worry. Soon will be in New Jersey. 89. EXT. NEW JERSEY HIGHWAY - EVENING. 89. The MUSIC on the radio swells as BORIS's taxi speeds along. They pass a Welcome to New Jersey sign. 90. INT. CAB - EVENING. 90. JOY changes radio stations. They listen. BORIS changes back. 91. EXT. MCDONALD'S - EVENING. 91. BORIS and JOY share a little meal along the highway. The MUSIC FADES. 92. INT. MCDONALD'S - EVENING. 92. BORIS and JOY sit in a booth. They eat in silence. Finally: BORIS I love New Jersey. Pause. JOY Don't you miss Russia? BORIS Fuck the cunt of Russia. Pause. JOY Well, I guess it's best to feel that way. 93. EXT. JOY'S PLACE - NIGHT. 93. BORIS's cab arrives, parks in front. 94. INT. CAB - NIGHT. 94. JOY turns to BORIS. JOY Well, thank you very much. That really was very nice of you. I'm sorry about before…um…it's very unlike me… (a beat.) So do you think you'll need any help finding your way back? BORIS is silent. He stares off at her place. BORIS Why you not married? JOY Oh, Boris. Life is different in America. Here a woman can – I know this is hard to understand – but a woman can fulfill her potential. There are opportunities here to do something, do good…really improve the world. Pause. BORIS Do you like men? JOY (a beat.) Yes…but…it's not so simple. BORIS Are you lesbian? JOY (a beat.) No. BORIS It is alright if you are lesbian. I like lesbians. JOY I'm sorry, Boris. But I think this conversation has become a little strange for me. Thank you for the ride, and…um… JOY extends her hand for a handshake, but BORIS kisses her. JOY Oh. Well…um…good night then. I guess I'll see you—. But BORIS grabs her for another, longer kiss instead. Pause. JOY Would you like to come inside for a cup of tea? BORIS (a beat.) Okay. 95. INT. JOY'S PLACE - NIGHT. 95. Darkness. The sound of a key jiggling. A lock unbolted. Finally the door opens and they walk inside. JOY turns on the lights. An awkward pause. JOY I'll turn on the kettle. She goes to the stove. Turning back she observes BORIS take off his shoes. JOY Yes, well…um…please take off your shoes. Make yourself comfortable. BORIS wanders around, observing. JOY feels a little uncomfortable. JOY It's my parents' place. I plan on moving out soon, though. BORIS How long you live here? JOY Since I was born. But really, there are a lot of advantages to not moving. (a beat.) So what did you do in Russia? BORIS I was thief. JOY Oh. Do you mean…the mafia? BORIS No. I am independent. I steal things on my own. Although I have many offers. (sees JOY's guitar.) You are musician? JOY Oh, no, not really. I just write songs a little. BORIS What kind songs? JOY Oh, I don't know. They're all so terrible. BORIS (a nod of understanding.) Love songs. (a beat.) Play. (JOY shakes her head, terrified) I play. BORIS begins playing and singing a song, perhaps an Olivia Newton-John love ballad. He sings with intense emotion. When he finishes, the kettle whistles. JOY brings the teapot to the table and pours for herself and BORIS. BORIS comes to his place and drops a half dozen teaspoons of sugar into his tea. They sit and drink tea. Then: JOY Would you like to see my macrame collection? (BORIS looks confused) Come. Follow me. She leads him into her bedroom to her showcase of macrame dolls, pillows, and assorted knickknacks. BORIS (impressed) You make? JOY Uh huh. BORIS All by yourself? JOY Uh huh. Pause. BORIS Beautiful. JOY Thank you. I—I know it might seem childish, but sometimes I like to play with them and make up stories. These two here – (lifts a pair of figurines) I call them Chuckle and Giggle. They always make me laugh… BORIS You should build store. Start business. JOY Oh-h-h… BORIS (pointing to a doll) This? Two hundred dollars. Easy. JOY Oh, but that's Punky! I could never sell Punky. I could never sell any of this. BORIS lifts Punky, puts it back, dirty now. BORIS (sorry) Oh. JOY Don't worry. They're all machine washable. BORIS (smiles) Ah. Machine washable. JOY (a beat) You know, your English is really very good. You should be in a higher level. BORIS (a beat.) Your face is like love poem. BORIS is very close to JOY. She lets him embrace her. DISSOLVE TO: 96. INT. JOY'S PLACE - LATER THAT NIGHT. 96. Out of the darkness we hear heavy breathing, sounds of nervous excitement from JOY. JOY and BORIS's figures emerge faintly from the darkness. They are in bed. BORIS Do not be actress. Relax. Boris here. JOY quiets down. Then suddenly she cries out. A still pause. BORIS …Okay. JOY (a beat.) Okay? BORIS (a beat.) I go now. BORIS gets out of bed. JOY listens to him gather his things, dress. Finally, the door opens. BORIS, her guitar, and perhaps some stereo equipment disappear. The door shuts. 97. INT. TEACHER'S LOUNGE - DAY. 97. JOY sits alone at a table, perhaps wistful, or melancholy, and looks out the window. RHONDA joins her and she perks up. RHONDA How's it going? JOY Oh, hi, Rhonda! RHONDA Your students treating you okay? JOY Oh, they're just…great! And already I'm seeing improvement! But you know, the funny thing is…I feel it's me who's doing the most learning. RHONDA I know just what you mean. 'Cause teaching is really about learning. JOY Yeah. (pause) But really I can't tell you how… gratifying it's been…I mean, I'm giving…and they're taking. I couldn't be happier. RHONDA I hate to have to say this, but: I told you so. JOY How about you? How's it going with your class? RHONDA Oh, my students are just a hoot, always telling me how much they love me. But if you can keep a secret… (lowers her voice) There's this one Igor I've got such a crush on… JOY Oh? RHONDA Not that I'd ever…I mean, these Russians… JOY What? RHONDA lifts her arm, points to her armpit, mouths "B.O." JOY Really? My students seem okay… RHONDA Well, then, you are lucky. JOY Yeah. I guess I'm lucky. JOY'S POV THROUGH THE WINDOW of the STRIKERS still marching on the sidewalk. BACK TO JOY AND RHONDA gazing outside. Pause. RHONDA turns away from the window. RHONDA You know, Joy, just between you and me, I actually think the quality of teaching has gone up since the strike began. JOY Oh, well, I don't know. I just wish it were all over. RHONDA Me too. But you know, once you're here and you're teaching, it's as if it doesn't even exist. You forget. Pause. JOY Rhonda? RHONDA Yes? JOY If your Igor… RHONDA …Used deodorant… JOY Do you think…? A Russian woman, ZHENIA, suddenly interrupts, barging into the room. She stands before JOY looking very upset. ZHENIA You teacher Boris? JOY Er… Yes. ZHENIA spits into JOY's face. ZHENIA Whore! And she lunges for her, cursing in Russian. RHONDA, other TEACHERS, and SECURITY GUARDS get her off JOY and out of the room. RHONDA My God! That woman was nuts! Are you okay? JOY (somewhat shaken) Oh, fine… Thank you… A bell rings. TEACHERS, ET. AL. Begin to disperse. JOY gathers her stuff, RHONDA helping. RHONDA (whispers) Joy, you didn't…did you? Some TEACHERS pause to overhear JOY's anticipated reply. But it doesn't come. 98. INT. ALLEN'S PLACE - EVENING. 98. ALLEN sits on his bed, tense and sweaty, gripping his phone. 99. INT. HELEN'S PLACE - EVENING. 99. HELEN lies on her bed, strewn with poetry books and papers, concentrating on the phone. The phone rings. She answers it. She hears only some faint breathing. For a while she says nothng. HELEN (V.O.) Thank you for calling me again. (no response.) I'm sorry if I was a little bit… aggressive last time, but…I wasn't… prepared…and I'm not very good… on the phone… But U have to… meet you… Can we meet?… ALLEN hangs up and unplugs the phone. Pause. The door buzzes. ALLEN rises. ALLEN Who is it? KRISTINA (O.S.) Kristina. ALLEN hesitates, then opens the door. Pause. KRISTINA I'm sorry about last night. ALLEN Yeah. Me too. I shouldn't have…um… KRISTINA I understand. See, I can admit it. I'm fat…ugly… ALLEN No, no… KRISTINA Yes, yes… Tears are trickling down KRISTINA's face. ALLEN hands her a crumpled tissue. KRISTINA Thanks. Pause. ALLEN Say, you wanna go somewhere? KRISTINA nods, grateful. 100. EXT. BAR - NIGHT. 100. MUSIC flows outside. 101. INT. BAR - NIGHT. 101. ALLEN and KRISTINA foxtrot by the jukebox. 102. INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT. 102. ALLEN and KRISTINA sit in a booth. They are eating. KRISTINA I have a confession to make. ALLEN Oh? KRISTINA Remember Pedro's penis? ALLEN You mean, the one that was…cut off? KRISTINA Yeah…well, it wasn't cut off. ALLEN What happened to it? KRISTINA (a beat.) Nothing. ALLEN I—I don't understand. Why would you make something like that up? (no response.) Was Pedro even killed? KRISTINA nods. ALLEN How do you know? (no response) What happened? Pause. KRISTINA Well, I'd always been very friendly to him. I try to be that way with all the doormen, even if they're usually snickering behind my back. But I don't care, I'm still friendly. It's my way. Well, Pedro was different. Pedro never snickered. Of course, who was he to snicker? He wasn't exactly Tom Cruise. Still, he could have, and he didn't. Well, anyway, one night… 103. INT. APARTMENT BUILDING LOBBY - NIGHT. 103. PEDRO opens the door for KRISTINA. KRISTINA (V.O.) …I had just come back late from the 24-hour Pathmark… PEDRO Good evening. KRISTINA Hello, Pedro. Do you think you could help me with these bags? PEDRO No problem. PEDRO locks up and takes the bags from KRISTINA. They then walk to the elevator. KRISTINA (V.O.) Normally I don't need any help, but my back hurt and the bags were heavy. There was half-gallon of strawberry ice cream and a couple of boxes of fudge, a key lime pie… Really, I just couldn't wait to snuggle up under the covers and enjoy myself with the TV. You know… 104. INT. ELEVATOR - NIHGT. 104. PEDRO and KRISTINA get inside. KRISTINA (V.O.) It was in the elevator that I first got a funny feeling…like he was looking at me kind of funny…but I thought maybe he was just being friendly… They get off and walk to her apartment. 105. INT. KRISTINA'S PLACE - NIGHT. 105. PEDRO follows KRISTINA inside, brings the groceries to the kitchen. KRISTINA Well, thank you so much, Pedro. PEDRO No problem. There is an awkward silence. KRISTINA (V.O.) But then he wouldn't move. I almost panicked, but then I realized he probably was just waiting for a tip. So I got out my purse…and then he surprised me. PEDRO Forget about it. What I'd like is a scoop of this ice cream before going back down. KRISTINA (V.O.) Well, isn't that nice and friendly, I thought. Thought I also thought, that's a little strange. I'm a little shy, you know, and also I had only one half-gallon. But he said, "Sure!" Well, then he sat down and started telling me about how he had no family, no friends… I started feeling really sorry for him…and I… Well, I guess I felt I shouldn't feel so superior. But then, all of a sudden, just as I was finishing scooping… BACK TO ALLEN AND KRISTINA in the restaurant. KRISTINA …He started…kissing me…more and more… and longer and deeper…it was horrible… horrible! Next thing I knew he tore off my dress, my…everything! …And he was climbing on top of me… He thought because I was fat and ugly I'd be…easy… that I…wanted it. I tried to fight him off, but he was too fast for me, and next thing I knew he was…inside me, pounding away. Oh, Allen! KRISTINA grabs a napkin to cry into. Pause. The WAITRESS comes by. WAITRESS All finished? ALLEN Yeah. KRISTINA I guess so. WAITRESS Would you like to see a dessert menu? KRISTINA What kind of ice cream do you have? WAITRESS Chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry. KRISTINA I'll just have a plain chocolate fudge sundae with strawberry ice cream. WAITRESS And you, Sir? ALLEN Just the check, please. The WAITRESS smiles and leaves. KRISTINA So anyway, everything suddenly got quiet and I thought, well, at least the worst is over. 106. INT. KRISTINA'S PLACE - NIGHT. 106. PEDRO lies on top of KRISTINA. PEDRO How do you feel now? KRISTINA Kiss me again. KRISTINA (V.O.) Well, of course, that was just an act. I let him kiss me one last time, and then… BACK TO ALLEN AND KRISTINA in the restaurant. KRISTINA …Grabbed hold of his neck and… twisted it…backwards. The WAITRESS comes by with the dessert. WAITRESS Here you are. KRISTINA Thank you. (while eating her sandae) Anyway, so then I had to cut up his body, plastic bag all the parts… I've been throwing it out gradually ever since. There's still a little left in my freezer. Pause. ALLEN So you did cut off his… KRISTINA No, I left it attached. I didn't want to have to touch it again. (a beat.) Oh, I feel so terrible. You must think I'm a monster. But what else could I have done?… Anyway, I couldn't help myself. I hate…sex. I'm sorry, but just the idea of it…of someone all over…inside…me…I know it's not right, but… Can we still be…friends? ALLEN Um… I guess… Yeah… I mean, we all have our…you know…pluses and minuses… Pause. KRISTINA It was a crime of passion. (a beat.) I'm a passionate woman. 107. INT. APARTMENT HALLWAY - NIGHT. 107. ALLEN and KRISTINA come out of the elevator. ALLEN Well… KRISTINA I had a lovely time, Allen. Thank you. I hope we can do it again. ALLEN Good night. KRISTINA Good night. ALLEN has entered his apartment and is about to close the door behind him, when KRISTINA suddenly interrupts: KRISTINA Oh, and Allen! ALLEN Yeah? KRISTINA You're a very good dancer. ALLEN smiles weakly, then shuts his door, locking and double-bolting it. Pause. KRISTINA returns to her apartment. 108. INT. ALLEN'S PLACE - NIGHT. 108. ALLEN stares at his telephone. Finally, he plugs it in. Instantly it rings. He answers it. At first, just breathing. Then: HELEN (V.O.) I've had you on auto-redial all night. ALLEN hangs up and unplugs the phone again. He sits down and stares at it. 109. INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY - NIGHT. 109. ALLEN comes out of his apartment and walks bravely down towards HELEN's apartment. He stops outside her door. Pause. He buzzes. A moment passes. ALLEN covers the peephole with his hand. HELEN (O.S.) Hello? HELEN opens the door, sees ALLEN. HELEN Yes? Pause. ALLEN I'm the one. HELEN I'm the one. (a beat.) Oh. She cannot disguise her disappointment, but tries. HELEN Come in. ALLEN Okay. 110. INT. HELEN'S PLACE - NIGHT. 110. HELEN and ALLEN sit opposite each other. A long silence. Finally: HELEN Drink? ALLEN No…thanks. Pause. HELEN This isn't working. ALLEN No. HELEN You're not my type. ALLEN No. HELEN I'm sorry. ALLEN It's okay. HELEN I made a mistake. ALLEN Me too. HELEN escorts him out. HELEN Good night. ALLEN Good night. 111. INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY - NIGHT. 111. ALLEN walks back towards his door, pauses, looks at the other end of the hallway: he decides to go visit KRISTINA instead. He buzzes KRISTINA's door. After a few moments, the door opens. ALLEN looks at the ground. KRISTINA's eyes are full, her hands coated with M&M's. he walks inside. 112. INT. KRISTINA'S PLACE - NIGHT. 112. ALLEN and KRISTINA lie in bed, facing different directions. 113. EXT. FLORIDA/ARIZONA GOLF COURSE - DAY. 113. It is hot and sunny. LENNY is golfing alone, isolated. Suddenly, from afar, he hears a woman's cries. He looks up. LENNY'S POV: An older woman is running around, hysterical. An older man lies on the ground. Ambulance men haul him onto a stretcher and into a waiting ambulance. After the ambulance has left, a young caddie picks up the strewn golf equipment and transports it away. 114. INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY. 114. LENNY sits across from the DOCTOR. LENNY Are you sure? DOCTOR Look, you see this? (illuminates an x-ray) You're the picture of health. LENNY So no tumors. DOCTOR Nope. LENNY …And my heart? DOCTOR Like an ox. Lenny. You're gonna live to a hundred. LENNY Oh. That means I still have another 35 years. DOCTOR (smiles) Just stay off the salt! LENNY (musters a return smile) You bet! 115. EXT. CONDO ROADWAY - DAY. 115. MONA is driving along. 116. INT. MONA'S CAR - DAY. 116. MONA notices someone up ahead. MONA'S POV of DIANE jogging. BACK TO MONA contemplating murder. She aims for DIANE. But as she gets closer, a SECURITY GUARD suddenly appears. She waves with a friendly smile at DIANE instead. ANGLE ON DIANE waving back in a pleasant manner. 117. INT. MONA AND LENNY'S CONDO - NIGHT. 117. LENNY and MONA are preparing for bed, watching TV. MONA I met with Steven Zimmer this morning. LENNY You like him? MONA Yeah. I'm gonna hire him. LENNY Good. I'm gonna use Marty Blau. MONA Good. I feel so much better now. LENNY Yeah. It shouldn't take too long. Pause. MONA Lenny? LENNY Yeah? MONA Can you sleep on the living room sofa? LENNY Why? MONA Steven Zimmer thought it would be a good idea. Pause. LENNY Okay. LENNY starts off for the living room, gets extra pillow and blanket. Pause. MONA then gets up and follows him into the living room. MONA Lenny? LENNY Yeah? MONA You don't have to sleep there. You can stay with me if you want. LENNY Nah. It's okay. Good night. MONA Good night. Pause. MONA turns back towards her bedroom. LENNY Close the door behind you. MONA closes the door behind her. 118. INT. DIANE'S CONDO - DAY. 118. LENNY rings the doorbell. DIANE opens the door. DIANE Oh, hello. LENNY I thought I'd say hi. DIANE Please come in. LENNY follows DIANE into her living room. She fixes a couple drinks, turns on a cd. DIANE Gin and tonic? LENNY Okay. Thanks. She returns with the drinks, sits beside him on the sofa. DIANE Uch, it's so bright outside. It gives me a headache just looking out the window. LENNY It's supposed to rain tomorrow. DIANE I don't want to talk about the weather. Pause. LENNY Well, it was good for playing golf. DIANE I hate that game. It's so slow and tedious. LENNY Still, it passes time. DIANE I like to travel. LENNY I wen to Europe once. DIANE Have you ever been to Tahiti? LENNY No. DIANE What about Tunisia? A night in Tunisia! LENNY No. DIANE Vincent never liked to travel. LENNY I guess I'm like Vincent. DIANE (laughs) You know, when I was a child I always imagined I'd marry the man I fell in love with, have a son and daughter who loved me as much as I hated my mother, then die tragically and suddenly, young and beautiful. Later, when Vincent left me, I imagined I'd finally be happy. LENNY I guess you've never lost your imagination. DIANE Lenny, I've got to get out of here… I can't breath… The women are all… pathetic gossips…and the men… LENNY …Just pathetic? DIANE I don't want to die here. LENNY You just don't want to die. DIANE Not alone. They make love. Afterwards, LENNY turns away. DIANE Don't. Don't feel guilty. LENNY turns back, looks at her. LENNY I don't. I don't feel anything. 119. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - EVENING. 119. The family is at the table, eating dinner. BILL So how was school today? BILLY Okay. Ronald Farber was absent. BILL Oh? BILLY He was afraid of the math test. TRISH So he stayed home? BILLY Yeah. He cut. TRISH Oh, that's terrible. His parents… BILLY They don't know yet. They're still on vacation. TRISH Oh, are they gonna be upset. BILLY Yeah, well, Ronald's gonna be upset when he finds out the test was cancelled. BILL What happened? BILLY Mrs. Paley was absent also. TRISH (chuckles.) Oh, gee! BILL Did you call Ronald and tell him? BILLY Yeah, but there was no answer. TRISH So was Mrs. Paley sick, then? BILLY Well, everyone says she was just too strung out. TRISH Now why do people say things like that? BILLY 'Cause she's a drug addict. TRISH And how do you know? BILLY Mom. Everyone knows. TRISH Well, I didn't know. Did you know, Bill? BILL No. BILLY Well, it's what everyone says: she's a junkie. And she's probably gonna be fired. It's really sad. TRISH Well, if Mrs. Paley turns out, in fact, to be a junkie, then…she should be fired. Don't you think, Bill? BILL I don't know. Don't you think that's a little harsh? I mean, if it's not affecting her work… TRISH Well, apparently it is. And no, in fact, I don't think it's a little harsh at all. I'm sorry, but when it comes to drug abuse…and children, my children… Uch, they should all be locked up and throw away the key. I'm serious. And Billy, I want you to know, if you ever even think of doing drugs, and end up dying in a hospital…I'd disown you. That's how strongly I feel. Now I know, Bill, I may sound harsh, but we're talking about our kids. Not to be too grandiose, but this is the future, the future of our country we're talking about, after all. A pause. The telephone rings. TRISH I'll get it. (answers the phone.) Hello, who is this, pleas?… Oh, hi… Sure, hold on… (to BILL) It's Joe Grasso. BILL Oh, great! Thanks! (rises, picks up the phone) Hey, Joe! Whay's up? How's Johnny doing? 120. INT. JOE'S PLACE - EVENING. 120. JOE grips the telephone tightly. JOE You're a dead man. He hangs up. BACK TO THE MAPLEWOOD HOME where we see BILL's reaction to the telephone CLICK. BILL (fakes continuing the conversation) Oh, good, good… No problem!… Right… Okay. Well, take care… Bye! TRISH How's Johnny doing? BILL Oh, fine, fine! Much better! The doorbell rings. TRISH Now who could that be? BILL I'll get it. BILL goes to the front door. BILL Who is it? VOICE Police officer. BILL opens the door. There is a DETECTIVE and TWO POLICE OFFICERS. BILL Can I help you? DETECTIVE Are you William Maplewood? BILL Y-yes. DETECTIVE Sorry to disturb you, but we have some questions for you and your wife. It has to do with your son's friend, Johnny Grasso. BILL Did something…? (a meaningful silence) Come this way. We're just finishing dinner, but I—I'll be right with you. BILL escorts them into the living room. TRISH (O.S.) Bill, who is it? BILL goes to the dining room, mouths, "The Police!" to TRISH, so the children won't know. BILL You take care of the kids. BILL returns to his guests. They all sit down. BILL is noticeably jittery. BILL Sorry. Now…um…you said something about Ronald Farber? The DETECTIVE is nonplussed. BILL I'm sorry…er…I mean…I mean, Johnny Grasso? 121. INT. BILL AND TRISH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT. 121. TRISH is asleep, but BILL is wide awake. He is terrified as he lies in bed, listening to the night sounds. He thinks he hears footsteps. He looks up and sees JOHNNY JOHNNY You're so cool. JOHNNY moves to embrace BILL, but then BILL suddenly jumps up in fright, awake again. TRISH (waking up) Bill? Are you alright? BILL holds onto TRISH, embracing her, shivering. BILL …Don't leave me…Please don't leave me… TRISH comforts him. 122. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - DAY. 122. Holding TIMMY's hand, TRISH comes out the front door in her robe and slippers. A schoolbus is waiting at the corner. TRISH (calling to the bus) One second! (calling inside) Hurry up, Billy! The bus is here! BILLY rushes out after them, but is too late: the bus has already taken off. Defeated, TRISH, BILLY, and TIMMY turn back to the house, then suddenly stop and look: the words "Rapist" and "Pervert" have been spray-painted onto their housefront. 123. EXT. PARK - DAY. 123. It is sunny and warm, the same park seen in Bill's dream earlier in the movie. Couples straight and gay walk hand in hand, families picnic, beautiful people sunbathe. BILL observes the pleasant tranquility from atop a hill. But this time he gently approaches everyone and startrs hugging them. Many smiles and tears. MUSIC SWELL. PSYCHIATRIST (O.S.) Beautiful. 124. INT. PSYCHIATRIST'S OFFICE - DAY. 124. BILL sits opposite his PSYCHIATRIST. PSYCHIATRIST That's a beautiful dream. BILL Thank you. I take it as a sign. PSYCHIATRIST Of… BILL Trish and I are thinking of moving. Out into the country. The real country. PSYCHIATRIST How are things between you and Trish? BILL (a beat.) Never better. PSYCHIATRIST Oh? BILL I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden, one night last week we were watching TV and…she turned me on. The kids went to bed and…we fucked. And on the weekend… in the morning, too…we fucked. My life is just one big fuck! BILL laughs, the PSYCHIATRIST chuckles. PSYCHIATRIST I'm happy to hear that. BILL Thanks. But you know it's strange… I mean how like…now…just like that… everything's normalized. A long pause. Then BILL rises. BILL Well. PSYCHIATRIST There's still ten minutes. Nothing more you want to discuss? BILL No, I guess not. Everything's fine. BILL walks towards the door, but stops before a photograph of a young boy hanging on the wall. BILL Was that you? PSYCHIATRIST Yeah. BILL Hmmmph. You've changed. 125. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - EVENING. 125. The family eats at the dinner table. No one talks. The mood is tense. 126. INT. LIVING-ROOM - EVENING. 126. While TRISH puts TIMMY and CHLOE to bed, BILL and BILLY sit on the couch in front of the TV. BILLY Dad? BILL Yes, Billy? BILLY Everyone at school is saying things about you. BILL Who is everyone? BILLY Kids. You know. Everyone. BILL What are they saying? Pause. BILLY That you're a serial rapist. BILL Oh. BILLY And a pervert. BILL You mean, like what they painted on the house? BILLY nods. Pause. BILLY Dad…did you…did you…with Johnny Grasso and Ronald Farber…? Pause. BILL Yes. Pause. BILLY What did you…do? BILL I…I touched them… BILLY Whadya mean exactly…touched…? BILL I…fondled them. Pause. BILLY What for? BILL I couldn't help myself. Pause. BILLY What else? BILL I unzipped myself… BILLY Do you mean…masturbated? BILL No. BILLY Then…what? BILL I…made love… Pause. BILLY What does that…mean? BILL I fucked them. Pause. BILLY What was it like? BILL It was…great. Pause. BILLY Would you do it again? BILL Yes. Pause. BILLY Would you ever fuck me? BILL No…I jerk off instead. BILL weeps. 127. INT. BILL AND TRISH'S BATHROOM - NIGHT. 127. BILL swallows half a dozen sleeping pills. 128. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - NIGHT. 128. A car drives up and idles out front. DRUNKEN TEENAGERS laugh and curse as they throw beer bottles at the house. They quickly speed off. 129. INT. BILL AND TRISH'S BEDROOM - 129. THAT MOMENT. BILL and TRISH hear the sound of a window being shattered, but remain in bed. BILL It's true: I'm a pervert. 130. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - DAYBREAK. 130. TRISH carries CHLOE and a suitcase as she rushes BILLY and TIMMY out to the car. KOOKI follows along. The door slams behind them. TIMMY Mommy, I'm—! TRISH Shh! Quiet! They get in the hastily packed car and drive off. 131. INT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - DAY. 131. BILL wakes up. He gets out of bed and looks around. He sees drawers have been emptied and left open. BILL Trish? He goes to CHLOE's room and sees just an empty crib. He checks BILLY and TIMMY's room: no one is there. BILL Billy? Timmy? He searches the rest of the house, though somewhat perfunctorily, as he knows he will find no one. BILL Hello? He looks bereft as he stands uncertainly in the middle of the house. The doorbell rings. He hesitates, then goes to open the front door. 132. EXT. MAPLEWOOD HOME - DAY. 132. BILL opens the door and finds a brown paper-wrapped package on the welcome mat. It says, "For Bill." He picks it up, takes it inside, shuts the door. Pause. Then: BOOM! FADE TO BLACK. 133. INT. SUBWAY TRAIN - DAY. 133. JOY sits on the train. She is carrying a bouquet of flowers. 134. EXT. BRIGHTON BEACH SUBWAY STATION - DAY. 134. JOY gets off the train, walks down to the street. 135. EXT. BRIGHTON BEACH AVENUE - DAY. 135. JOY walks amongst many Russian immigrants. She pauses to dig a piece of paper out of her pants pocket. There is an address scribbled on it. 136. EXT. SIDE STREET - DAY. 136. JOY comes up to the entrance of a seedy building. She hesitates, then walks inside. 137. INT. SEEDY BUILDING - DAY. 137. JOY climbs a few flights of stairs, arrives at a door with the number 8D on it. She buzzes, then waits. She hears quarreling, in Russian. ZHENIA opens the door. She has a black eye and a cut lip. JOY Oh…er…I'm sorry…I just wanted to… er…Here… JOY shoves her bouquet of flowers into ZHENIA's hand. She is about to beat a hasty retreat when ZHENIA suddenly calls: ZHENIA Boris! ZHENIA abandons JOY at the door and goes back inside, muttering obscenities (in Russian). BORIS appears at the door, surprised to see her. Oddly, JOY seems equally surprised to see him. BORIS Come inside. 138. INT. BORIS AND ZHENIA'S PLACE - DAY. 138. JOY sits opposite BORIS. ZHENIA brings her a cup of tea. ZHENIA'S MOTHER sniffles and shuffles about in the b.g. JOY (to ZHENIA) Spaceebo. BORIS signals ZHENIA to scram. BORIS Joy. Why are you come here? JOY I just wanted to…um…say I was sorry…to your wife. BORIS Zhenia is not my wife. JOY looks confused, perhaps even suspicious. BORIS shouts something in Russian to ZHENIA. ZHENIA (to JOY) I am not wife Boris. BORIS corrects Zhenia's grammar. ZHENIA I am not…Boris's wife. BORIS (to ZHENIA) Thank you. And he dismisses her once more. BORIS Her English very bad. I try teach, but Zhenia…slow. JOY So you mean you're really not married? BORIS (laughs) I am in America! I am free man! ZHENIA Is Zhenia a free woman? BORIS rolls his eyes. Pause. BORIS Zhenia loves me. It is problem. She want be my wife, but she don't listen. What can I do? What can I do? (a beat.) Come. You want me to drive you New Jersey? We go shopping mall? JOY No, thank you. I don't think that's really… JOY suddenly notices her guitar lying against the wall opposite. When she turns back to BORIS he is shouting something in Russian at ZHENIA again. ZHENIA shouts something back, and a new quarrel begins. A baby cries somewhere o.s. When things cool down ZHENIA brings over a tray with pastries and vodka. BORIS Joy. I must ask you question. JOY Yes? BORIS But I very ashamed. JOY I'm sure I'll understand. BORIS Okay. Can I borrow money? JOY Oh. Well… BORIS It is very important. Pause. JOY Well, I guess it's better borrowing than stealing… BORIS Yes. It is better. JOY And money is…only money. BORIS Yes. It is only money. JOY glances over at ZHENIA standing at the other end of the room. Her face is anxious, pleading. JOY How much would you like? BORIS One thousand dollars. JOY A th-thou—. BORIS Alright. Five hundred. I need money now. JOY W-well I guess I could go to a cash machine… BORIS I know where is ATM. BORIS rises quickly. JOY hesitates. JOY Boris? BORIS Yes? JOY Do you think I could have my guitar back? 139. EXT. STREET - EVENING. 139. BORIS and JOY, guitar in hand, are walking. BORIS Do you think shopping mall in New Jersey is open tonight? JOY Yeah. Probably. They stop outside a bank. JOY withdraws her money from the ATM. BORIS anxiously awaits on the sidewalk until JOY hands it over. JOY Here. BORIS Joy. I love you. JOY You love New Jersey. BORIS New Jersey is America! (laughs, embraces JOY.) I give you back Monday. JOY That's okay. I won't be there, anyway. BORIS Why no? JOY I don't know, but for some reason… now I have more sympathy for the strikers. (a beat.) See ya. BORIS watches JOY walk away with her guitar. BORIS (mutters to himself) Stupid American. BORIS pockets his money and walks off in the opposite direction. TITLE CARD: "THANKSGIVING" 140. EXT. MONA'S CONDO - DAY. 140. BILLY stands on the terrace and looks down. He sees palm trees. He sees the ocean. He sees a beautiful woman sunbathing by the pool. Talk of turkey and weather filters out to him. KOOKI stands beside him. 141. INT. BOCA RATON CONDOMINIUM - DAY. 141. LENNY, MONNA, HELEN, TRISH, and JOY sit at a long table filled with holiday food. TIMMY watches TV in the b.g. CHLOE sleeps in her crib. HELEN …Anyway, so the police came and looked in her freezer and found baggies filled with the super's genitals. Pause. LENNY salts his food, a heavy dose. MONA I use baggies. JOY Me too. HELEN Everyone uses baggies. That's why we can all relate to the crime. Don't you see? TRISH I can't relate to it. Pause. HELEN …In any case, there's a guy I've met, Joy, that I think you'd like. He's into computers, I think, JOY How do you know him? HELEN He's another neighbor of mine. Do you wanna call him, or should I give him your number? JOY I'll call him. HELEN Oh, great. I know he'd really like that. TRISH What about me? HELEN I'm looking, I'm looking. TRISH I like computers. HELEN Trish, trust me on this one: not for you. MONA And what about me? HELEN Mom, I haven't forgotten. It's just it's hard. But I am looking for everyone. LENNY Don't look for me. HELEN Have you found someone? LENNY No. There is no one. Pause. MONA I heard Diane Fred had a stroke. LENNY She'll recover. MONA That's good. JOY Where there's life there's hope. TRISH That's right. HELEN You bet. MONA Absolutely. LENNY Yeah. Pause. JOY Could you pass over the sweet potatoes, please? TRISH Sure. Pause. LENNY resalts his food. HELEN Could you pass down the stuffing, please? LENNY Here. Pause. TRISH Anyone watch Leno last night? Everyone shakes his head or mumbles no. Pause. MONA So what's going to happen now to that woman who killed your super? HELEN I don't know, Mom. But it's so sad. She's all alone. (a beat.) I wish I'd gotten to know her better. We might have found we had something in common. Pause. JOY Maybe you'll write a poem about her. HELEN bursts out laughing. HELEN I'm sorry. But don't worry. I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing with you. JOY But I'm not laughing. HELEN stops laughing. 142. EXT. CONDOMINIUM TERRACE - DAY. 142. CLOSE ON BILLY as his face expresses mounting excitement. BILLY'S POV of the beautiful woman sunbathing. She unhooks her bikini top. BACK TO BILLY climaxing. CLOSE ON COOKI licking up BILLY's little puddle of sperm on the floor. 143. INT. CONDOMINIUM - DAY. 143. The meal is painfully silent. Finally: MONA Let's make a toast. JOY To happiness. EVERYONE ELSE To happiness! Glasses clink. Some hesitation before everyone downs the wine. Laughter. KOOKI races in, jumps into TRISH's lap, licks her face. TRISH Kooki! BILLY enters. He is ecstatic. Tears well up in his eyes. BILLY I came! SHOT OF A FULL MOON. 144. INT. CONDOMINIUM - NIGHT. 144. The CAMERA DOLLIES across the living room and bedrooms. Everyone is in bed, but unable to shut their eyes. MONA rises to the terrace, her eyes silently welling with tears. JOY follows her. JOY Don't, Mom. 'Cause the thing about family is…no matter how distant you are from each other, separated, estranged, divorced, whatever…no matter how little you can relate to each other…it doesn't matter: you're still family. You're not along… Ya see? MONA smiles, weakly. CUT TO: BLACK. The sound of a telephone ringing. Then: 145. SPLIT SCREEN: EXT. ESL SCHOOL/ 145. INT. ALLEN'S PLACE - DAY. JOY stands at a payphone, a placard resting on her shoulder. Strikers pace in the b.g. ALLEN sits half undressed on his bed, phonebook at his side. He answers the phone. BOUNCY MUSIC. ALLEN Hello? JOY Hello. Could I please speak to Allen Mellencamp? ALLEN Speaking. JOY Well, my sister Helen told me I should call you. ALLEN Oh, then you must be Joy. Hi. JOY Hi. Gee, you sound so familiar. ALLEN You do too. JOY But in a good way, a way I like. ALLEN Me too. JOY Huh. ALLEN Say, what are you wearing, I mean doing tonight? JOY Oh, nothing special. Would you like to get together? ALLEN Yeah. I know a great place off Exit 146. Have you heard of Happy's? JOY Er…yeah. ALLEN Is Happy's no good? JOY No. It's great. Let's meet there at eight. ALLEN Happy's at eight! See ya! They hang up, happy, perhaps even smitten. CUT TO: BLACK.