CHAPTER ONE - EARLY HISTORY
1 INT. KENNEDY AIRPORT, PAN AM TERMINAL - NIGHT
SUPER: AUTUMN, 1987
A line of PASSENGERS about to board a Pan Am flight to
JACK CAMPBELL, 22, head full of long unkempt hair, Tom
Selleck mustache, the hopeful look of youth in his
eyes... sitting next to...
KATE REYNOLDS, 21, pretty, Dorothy Hamill haircut...
rubbing the tears from her swollen red eyes...
I got you a few necessities...
Kate hands Jack a new copy of Vonnegutís ďCatís
Your copy was a mess...
Jack accepts the book but heís unable to take his eyes
off Kate. She hands him a cassette.
Every one of these songs will
remind you of me in a slightly
All in one tape?
I also put side two of London
Calling on there...
Kate leans over and kisses him passionately on the
That was not officially the
goodbye kiss. It was just an
He looks at her, his eyes welling up. He pulls her
close, kissing her deeply. Then...
This will be the final boarding
call for Pan Am flight 4 to
Jack takes Kateís hand, getting up, turning sadly to
You have your ticket?
Jack pulls out a BLUE PAN AM TICKET ENVELOPE. Kate
nods. They embrace and kiss again. As they separate.
Iím not even gonna say it,
Kate. Maybe itíll be like
I never left...
Jack takes one lastlook at her, then heads for the
Kate stands there, watching him go. Then...
...a moment of intuition. Something isnít right. She
looks at Jack, about to disappear into the jetway,
trying to decide...
Jack turns. Kate approaches him.
I have a bad feeling about
About the plane? What do you
think itís gonna crash? Donít
(shaking her head)
I know weíve talked about this a
thousand times and we both agree
that going to London is the
right thing to do. But in my
heart... this feels wrong.
She looks at the gate...the last few passengers are boarding,
then back into Jackís eyes.
Donít go, Jack...
You mean donít go at all?
What about my internship?
Believe me I know what an
incredible opportunity this
is for you...
For us, Kate.
Right, for us. But...Iím
afraid that if you get on
Kate looks at him, pleading with her eyes, but she canít
Go. Iím sorry, you should just
No, youíre right. What are we
We're being responsible. Go.
Get on the plane.
His eyes narrow as he measures her determination...
Get the hell outta my sight.
You bother me.
A laugh from Jack. Kate gives him a calm smile and a
nod - it's not entirely convincing but it's enough for
Okay, I'm going...
He takes her in his arms one last time and hugs her
tight. Jack looks toward the gate, the line
disappearing...Kate grasps his shirt tightly.
I can't seem to let go of
You hear me complaining about
A sober look in Jack's eyes.
Look, we're at the airport and
no one ever thinks clearly at
the airport so we should just
trust the decision we already
made. You've been accepted to
one of the best law schools in
the country, I've got this
internship at Barclay's Bank.
We have a great plan, honey...
Kate nods, then, with resolve...
You want to do something
great, Jack? Let's flush the
plan...start our lives right
now, today...I don't know what
that life's gonna look like
but I do know it has both of
us in it. And I choose us...
Jack is jolted by her words.
The plan doesn't make us
great, Jack. What we have
together, that's what makes us
Her words sink in...A long moment of decision...He
looks toward the gate, only one person left in
line...back to Kate...imploring him with her eyes.
Finally...He kisses her deeply on the lips...
I love you, Kate...
...a smile from Kate...relief...then...
(taking her face in
...and a year in London's not
gonna change that. A hundred
years couldn't change that...
Jack gives her one final kiss then walks pensively to
the gate, handing the attendant his ticket, not able to
Kate watches him go, tears streaming down her face, as
the gate door closes behind him. She waits, almost
willing it to open again...waiting...waiting...but it
1A EXT. MANHATTAN - ESTABLISHING - DAY
The skating rink at Central Park...Christmas tree at
Rockefeller Center...the view down Fifth Avenue with
Christmas decorations...Park Avenue.
2 EXT. MANHATTAN - EARLY MORNING
We close in on a spectacular pre-war doorman
3 INT. JACK'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
A huge space with gleaming hardwood floors, ornate
moldings, and a great view of the Hudson and Jersey
The place looks like a museum display...everything is
of the highest quality and meticulously maintained.
A wall of photos - Jack and Clinton, Jack with Patrick
Ewing, Jack between Alan Greenspan and Henry Kravis.
And a "Willie Mays" baseball bat encased in glass...
4 INT. JACK'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
...impeccably decorated and obsessively neat.
Close in on the bed where JACK CAMPBELL, now 35, sans
mustache and long hair, opens his eyes.
A FLASH of bright morning light from the window. Jack
shields his eyes, turning his head toward the bathroom
where he sees...
A WOMAN'S BACK...draped in a towel...an incredible
back, neither flabby nor overly toned, beautifully
curved...Jack focuses on it a moment. As the woman
turns to him...
PAULA. Beautiful, late 20s, a toothbrush in her
(holding up toothbrush)
I hope you don't mind. There
were like ten new ones in the
A playful smile from Paula.
It's not what you think. I
took Mentadent public...
Paula smiles, moves over to a chair and grabs a little
black dress hanging neatly over it.
Did you really mean what you
said about Tuscany?
Of course I did.
Last night was great...
You are an amazing lover. You
should be giving motivational
Thanks. You're not bad
Jack grabs his Frank Mueller watch from the night
stand, puts it on his wrist. He looks at Paula as she
slips the dress on.
I want to see you again.
I'd like that, too.
She turns to him.
It's Christmas Eve, Jack.
So we'll get egg nog.
(putting on her shoes)
I have to go to my parents'
house out in Jersey. Would
you like to come?
Jersey? You know what the
traffic's gonna be like?
I'm taking the train...
Paula approaches Jack, leaning over him, her long hair
dangling on his chest.
Don't you have anywhere to go?
I've got plenty of places to
He stays there, confident, sexy, waiting for an
(a sexy laugh, then...)
Maybe I can try and sneak away
some time tomorrow morning...
(kissing him on
If it's something you feel
Paula walks to the door, then turns back to Jack.
It was nice meeting you, Jack...
CHAPTER TWO - MAIN TITLES
4A INT. JACKíS APARTMENT - MORNING
Jack saunters over to a Yamaha Grand Disclavier in the
living room. He puts a disk into the piano and...
...the keys come alive with the music of BACH. Jack
hits a switch and suddenly the entire apartment is
enveloped in music...
4B INT. JACKíS BUILDING, CORRIDOR - SAME TIME
Paula, waiting for the elevator, hears the MUSIC
emanating from Jackís apartment...an intrigued glance
back at the apartment door as the elevator arrives...
5 INT. JACKíS BATHROOM - MORNING
Backís ďPassion According to St. MatthewĒ is blaring
through the speakers, the music is swelling to full
Jackís at the mirror in this incredibly neat marble-
tiled bathroom, shaving with a silver-plated Hammacher
Schlemmer razor, HUMMING with the orchestra...
6 INT. JACKíS CLOSET - MORNING
...the size of a small house, a long row of Zegna
suits, shoe trees stacked with Italian shoes, tailored
Jackís still HUMMING to the music as he dresses in
front of a mirror.
7 INT. ELEVATOR - MORNING
Jack, wearing an elegant camelís hair overcoat and
carrying a leather briefcase, a ďMaster of the
UniverseĒ smile on his face, now HUMMING the Bach piece
The doors open at 6. Jack self-consciously stops
singing as ELIZABETH PETERSON, 60s, wearing a mink
coat, gets on the elevator carrying a yappy little dog.
(a charming smile)
Hello Jack. You donít
have to stop singing on
Itís because Iím shy,
Betty. So, when are you
going to leave that old
corpse Mr. Peterson and
run away with me?
You know you could never
satisfy me the way he
The doors open to the lobby. Mrs. Peterson walks out
8 INT. JACKíS BUILDING, LOBBY - MORNING
TONY THE DOORMAN holds the door open for Jack and Mrs.
TONY THE DOORMAN
Merry Christmas, Mr.
Howíd you do this year,
TONY THE DOORMAN
About four grand. And a
bottle of twenty five
year old scotch from Mrs.
Johnson in 9D. Iím
putting it all in
commercial paper like you
Just until the Deutsche
Jack exits the building...
9A EXT. CENTRAL PARK - MORNING
Jackís Ferrari racing through the park...
10 EXT. LASSITER BUILDING - MORNING
A modern Wall Street building. The sign above the
glass doors reads, ďP.K. Lassiter and Associates,
The Ferrari SCREECHES to a halt. Jack gets out, heads
into the building...
10A INT. LASSITER BUILDING - CONTINUOUS
...Jack throws his keys to a nearby SECURITY GUARD with a
smile on his way to the elevators...
CHAPTER THREE - JACK THE BUSINESSMAN
11 INT. LASSITER BUILDING, CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
The Manhattan skyline shines through the windows of
this beautiful conference room.
SIX EXECUTIVES are seated at a huge oak table littered
with coffee cups and lunch waste. At the end of the
table, ALAN MINTZ, 30s, balding, sits with a faraway
look in his eyes, three empty Diet Coke cans in front
Mintz is poking at a shiny gold cherub dangling from a
small, plastic Christmas tree, sitting in the middle of
Jack is addressing the group from the front of the
room, standing in front of a computer with a huge flat
screen monitor, covered with stock charts and tables...
...if MedTech's shares sink
any lower than...
...forty three, we're in
trouble with the stock
valuation. So for god's sake
watch what you say to your
Jack notices Alan Mintz playing with the cherub.
...we still have almost a full
day of trading before zero
hour and I don't want any
(distracted by Mintz)
...penny for your thoughts,
Alan looks up.
Sorry, Jack. I told Dee and
the kids I'd be home by
dinner. You know, it being
Christmas Eve and all.
Is that tonight?
A LAUGH from the group. Jack approaches Alan.
You think I like being here on
Christmas Eve, Alan?
I don't know. Maybe...
Another LAUGH. Even Jack lets out a good-natured
Okay, maybe I do have a touch
of tunnel vision this holiday
season. But in two days we're
going to announce one of the
largest mergers in U.S.
corporate history. Thirty
(basking in the glory)
When this kind of deal turns
up you get on and you ride it
`till it's over. You don't
ask it for a vacation...
A chuckle from the group...the esprit de corps seems to
(to the group)
December 26th. After that
there'll be so much money
floating around here it'll be
like Christmas every day...
December 26th, people. If
you'd like to celebrate that
day, you all have my
Enthusiastic nods and words of agreement from the suits
around the table...
You're right, Jack. Sorry...
Jack approaches Alan.
I don't want you to be sorry,
Alan, I want you to be
excited. I want my gift to be
the first one you open this
year. You know why?
Because my gift comes with ten
zeroes at the end...
A MURMUR of excitement in the room, even Alan cracks a
smile. Jack puts a hand on Alan's shoulder.
12 INT. LASSITER BUILDING CORRIDOR - NIGHT
The conference room door opens and the SIX ENERGIZED
SUITS emerge, each met by an ASSISTANT handing them
Jack is the last one out. He's met in stride by
ADELLE, 50s, carrying a Filofax and a pile of phone
Only eight thirty? What's the
matter, had some last minute
shopping to do?
Jack pops a peppermint Lifesaver in his mouth as Adelle
hands him his messages.
You too? This holiday's about
giving, Adelle. And I'm
giving everything I've got to
this deal, so in a way, I'm
more Christmassy than
(holding out the candy)
(ignoring the candy)
You're a ray of sunshine,
They approach an office, the words, "Jack Campbell -
President" stenciled on the glass...
13 INT. JACK'S OUTER OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
...continuing past Adelle's desk, Jack looking at his
messages, and into Jack's office...
14 INT. JACK'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
A cavernous office, you could land a helicopter in it -
high tech fixtures, full bar, leather sofa, $3,000
Jack walks to an enormous, bare mahogany desk, and sits
down in a high tech ergonomic leather chair.
Oh, and Oxxford called...
Ooh, my suits are ready...
He gets to the last message, sees the name on it, and
Her assistant said you could
call her at home after eight.
Jack stares at the message like he's looking at a
Yeah Jack, her assistant...
(lost in the message)
Kate Reynolds was my
girlfriend in college. I
almost married her...
(a hearty LAUGH)
(snapping out of it)
Almost married. And almost a
junior broker at E.F.
She didn't want me to go to
London. We're standing at the
airport saying goodbye and she
asks me to stay.
So you left her? Just like
God, no. I thought about it
for practically the entire
Stop Jack, I'm getting all
I took the road less traveled,
And look where it's led you...
(picking up the phone)
I'm gonna get her on the
Jack pauses, focused on the message, his mind drifting
Adelle begins dialing the number. Finally, Jack
reaches out and hangs up the phone.
No?! You almost married this
woman. Aren't you even
curious what she wants?
She's probably just having a
fit of nostalgia. You know,
lonely Christmas Eve, call the
one that got away, that kind
Adelle rolls her eyes at him.
I'm telling you, it's ancient
Jack looks up as PETER LASSITER, 60s, founder and
chairman of P.K. Lassiter and Associates, saunters into
Eight forty-five on Christmas
Eve and Jack Campbell is still
at his desk. There's a
Hallmark moment for you...
Lassiter heads to the bar like he's done it a million
Peter. I don't see you
rushing home to trim the tree.
That's because I'm a heartless
bastard who only cares about
And God love you for it.
Lassiter drops down in a soft leather chair opposite
(sipping the scotch)
I just got a call from Terry
Haight. Bob Thomas is
That'll happen when you're
about to spend thirty billion
dollars on some aspirin...
Someone's gonna have to nurse
him through this.
Why are you staring at my
I need you, tiger..
Where is he?
Jack pauses for a beat.
Call Aunt Irma. Tell her I
won't be able to make it
Adelle rolls her eyes at him...
You're a credit to capitalism,
Jack glances at Adelle, then looks back at Lassiter.
Hey Peter, lemme ask you a
question. An old girlfriend
calls you out of the blue on
You suddenly having trouble
Not by a long shot.
Then leave it in the past.
Old flames are like old tax
returns. You keep `em in the
file cabinet for three years
and then you cut `em loose.
Jack shoots Adelle a satisfied smile, crumpling up
Kate's message and tossing a perfect hook into a N.Y.
I'll leave from the office
tomorrow afternoon. Call the
group. Schedule an emergency
strategy session for noon.
That'll be a nice little
15 EXT. LASSITER BUILDING - NIGHT
A single light remains on in the building.
16 INT. JACK'S OFFICE - SAME TIME
Jack is alone in the office working on his computer,
checking spreadsheets on a large flat screen monitor.
Jack leans back in his chair rubbing his eyes. He
checks his watch. It's past eleven. He gets up, goes
to the window, sees the city in all its Christmas
glory, then he see it...
...the message from Kate, crumpled in the
trashcan...then turns back to the window, gazing out at
17 INT. LASSITER BUILDING - NIGHT
Jack comes out of the elevator, walking past the lobby
desk where FRANK, a security guard, sits watching the
Mr. Campbell. Why didn't you
call down, I would've had Joe
get your ride.
Jack looks outside the front door to the snowy, quiet
I'm thinking I might walk
Nice night for it. I'll have
Louis send your car home.
A nod from Jack.
Merry Christmas to you, sir...
Thanks. To you too...
Jack puts on a pair of soft leather gloves and heads
out into the crisp night air...
18 EXT. LASSITER BUILDING - CONTINOUS
Jack emerges from the building, walking across the
large plaza, past the fountain...snow begins to fall...
19 EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - A LITTLE LATER
Jack's walking down the nearly empty street, snow
falling down on him, a bounce in his step, looking at
the windows of the closed shops along the way.
He gets to the end of the block spots the Wong
Brothers' 24 Hour Deli across the street...
He heads toward it...
20 INT. WONG BROTHERS' DELI - SECONDS LATER
Jack walks into the brightly lit deli...
SAM WONG, 20s, is with his 80-year-old GRANDFATHER
behind the counter. There's a NERDY COLLEGE KID at the
salad bar, a drunken DEPARTMENT STORE SANTA at the
liquor display, a WOMAN with a BABY in an aisle and...
...a BLACK MAN, 30s, with a dollar sign and the name
"CASH" tattooed on his arm, stands in front of the
Oh yeah...yeah, yee-ah! She's
a certified winner...paper-
thin but good as gold...
Jack notices Cash talking to himself, seemingly crazy.
Jack approaches Sam Wong at the counter.
Dairy case. Five dollar.
(in the b.g., to
Y'all do the lotto here...?
`Cause I got me a winner...I
know, I know, Lotto keeps the
black man down... but not
Jack grabs a carton of egg nog, then notices Cash
handing Sam Wong his ticket. Jack heads back toward
there. Four numbers...that's
two hundred and thirty eight
Merry Christmas and shit...
Ticket bad. You draw in lines
What're you talkin' about?
(throwing the ticket
You draw lines with pencil! I
know about this!
The woman with the baby looks over...the college kid
looks up, nervous...the drunken Santa, bottle of
bourbon in hand, starts to walk by Jack...Jack
instinctively puts an arm out, holding the Santa
What!? Look at the ticket...!
Get out, I call 911.
The Santa looks at Jack, confused.
You're lookin' at me, you're
not even lookin' at the
The woman with the baby puts a loaf of bread back on
the shelf, starts nervously inching toward the door.
You leave now. Take ticket
Next customer in line...!
You first generation,
hot pastrami sandwich
Just watching...Cash shoves the ticket in Sam Wong's
LOOK AT THE GODDAMN TICKET!!
A moment of decision for Jack. Then...
Let me see that ticket.
Cash turns to Jack.
Was I talkin' to you?!
Jack looks at the woman, the college kid, the Santa,
Maybe I'll buy it from you.
Now Cash walks over to Jack...
Guy in $2,000 suit gets ass
kicked tryin' to be a hero.
Film at eleven...
the coffee machine)
What?! Oh no, not another
lookie-loo. You know how big
a job this is?
The patrons exchange nervous glances...Jack watches,
You're double bookin' me!
You're gonna get double
Cash throws a bottle of Perrier against the wall, it
SHATTERS. The woman reels back in terror with the
In a flash, Cash whips a .38 from the back of his
pants, aiming it at Jack's face. The woman SCREAMS,
covers her baby.
(in Jack's face)
Do you want to die?
Jack stares at Cash, trying his best to keep his
DO YOU WANNA DIE?!
Yes you do...
Look, I'm talking about a
business deal here. I buy the
ticket for two hundred, take
it to a store where the guy
behind the counter...
(glaring at Sam Wong)
...doesn't have a death wish
(back to Cash)
...I just made myself a quick
thirty eight dollars.
Cash gets closer...
Like I said, it's a business
Damn, you are the real
Cash narrows his eyes...then, a smile as he puts the
gun back into his pants...
C'mon, Jack, let's get outta
(to Sam Wong)
You were lookin' at me, papa,
you shoulda been lookin' at
the ticket. That ticket was
legit, B. You're fake...
Cash starts out of the deli. Jack follows...
21 EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - MINUTES LATER
Jack and Cash walking down the street...Jack, holding
his carton of egg nog under his arm, counting out two
How'd you know my name was
I call all you white guys
You know you seem pretty
relaxed for a guy who just had
a gun pulled on him.
There's no way I was gonna die
in that deli...
(off Cash's look)
Let's just say I've been on a
lucky streak lately.
(a big LAUGH)
A lucky streak, huh?
Jack hands him the money.
Sound pretty sure of yourself,
So you're telling me, you've
got a gun to your head and you
don't think for one second,
what if this, what if that,
maybe I shouldn't do this, I
shoulda done that.
I don't do that. That's just
not for me...
Cash looks at him, then smiles.
Okay, Jack. Nice doing
business with you...
Cash is about to take off...
Cash turns around.
What do you want to carry that
gun around for, anyway?
You're just gonna do something
You want to talk about
regrets, you're talking to the
Jack casually takes the egg nog out of the bag, opens
I'm just saying that you seem
like a smart guy. At a
certain point you're gonna do
something, and then there's no
Yeah, in most cases that'd be
Jack takes a sip of the egg nog.
I mean there must be programs
out there, opportunities...
(a deep laugh)
Wait a minute, wait a
minute... you're tryin' to
A look from Jack...
Oh man, you're serious...
(out to the street)
This man thinks I need to be
Everyone needs something.
Cash looks at Jack...
Yeah? What do you need?
You just said everyone needs
I've got everything I need.
Wow. It must be great being
you. You got it all.
Cash looks at Jack. He smiles and shakes his head.
Look, I'm not saying you'd be
able to do it without some
(a hearty LAUGH)
You still think this is about
me, don't you?
Sure it's about you. But it's
about society, too.
Oh man, I'm gonna enjoy this
one... Just remember, Jack,
you did this. You brought
this on yourself...
And with that, Cash turns and leaves Jack alone on the
street with his egg nog...
22 INT. JACK'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHT
Jack walks in and throws his keys on a table. He takes
off his gloves and overcoat, glances at the mail, then
heads into the bedroom.
Through the large windows we see snow falling...
23 INT. JACK'S BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT
Jack, flat on his back in bed, fast asleep...
CHAPTER FOUR - A DIFFERENT LIFE
24 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, MASTER BEDROOM - MORNING
Close in on Jackís face, bathed in morning light...he
opens his eyes...feels something strange...
Jack looks down...thereís a womanís head resting on his
A look of confusion crosses his face...trying to
remember... did he meet a woman last night...?
He turns his head to find a large MUTT sitting
faithfully beside the bed, wagging his tail...
...did she have a dog?
He looks down at the woman again, craning his neck to
get a look at her face. And then he sees her...
...now 34 and even more beautiful, a look of utter
contentment on her radiant face, sleeping soundly...
His head darts around the room - itís cramped and lived
in, clothes and toys are strewn about, family photos on
the dresser, Laura Ashley curtains, a tiny poster bed
and a charming little bay window.
He instinctively reaches for his Franck Mueller watch
on the night stand, but itís not there. Itís a Timex
Indiglo and it reads, ď7:57 A.M...Ē
Jack looks back at Kate...he rubs his eyes...maybe itís
a dream...but nothing changes. Then, Kate stirs...
Mmmm...ten more minutes,
Jack... itís Christmas...
Jack jumps as he hears Kate talk for the first time...
Suddenly, the door bursts open...A SIX YEAR OLD GIRL,
ANNIE, in a little nightgown, walks into the room
carrying an 18 MONTH OLD BOY, JOSH, SINGING at the top
of her lungs...
Jingle bells, Santa s
mells, Rudolph laid an
egg...la la la, la-la la
la, la la la la la...
Annie places Josh on the bed and then jumps up
herself. She gestures to the dog, patting the bed.
You too, Luce...
The dog faithfully jumps on the tiny bed, joining
everybody else and leaving very little room. Annie
Jack looks at this activity like a man at his own
Mom, donít you think we
need to open the
Mommy needs five more
minutes in la la land.
That could be her
Josh crawls directly up to Jackís stomach, climbing
Címon, Dad. Get up!
She said ďDad.Ē
Thatís it. Jack moves the baby gingerly over, then
gets out of bed, stumbling over a baseball bat lying
next to it.
He picks up the bat...the same Willie Mays autograph
bat that was encased in glass in his N.Y. apartment.
Frightened, Jack drops the bad, looking down at himself
for the first time...heís naked...
...a mortified look on his face as he sees the kids on
...he quickly grabs a pair of sweat pants and a yellow
cardigan off the chair and throws them on...
Kate, still half asleep, reaches out her hand.
Jack turns by instinct. Kate grabs him, drawing him
near. A look of fear on his face as Kate opens her
Eye contact...Jackís certain heís about to hear her
Strong coffee, okay?
She lets him go as Jack backs out the door...
25 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE LIVING ROOM - SECONDS LATER
A garishly decorated Christmas tree sits in the middle
of this messy and disorganized living room, a bevy of
gifts underneath and four red stockings over the
Jack darts to the top of the steps...
Use an entire can if you
He looks back at the bedroom, then at the
stairs...quickly heading down the CREAKY steps, still
He grabs an overcoat from a hook by the front
door...about to step out when he looks down and
...heís barefoot. He glances at a pair of rubber over-
boots sitting by the door, slips them on, just about to
He hears the sound of a KEY TURNING in the door
lock...Jack looks at the door, not quite sure what to
The door opens...into the house, arms laden with
wrapped gifts, walk BIG ED and LORRAINE REYNOLDS (both
60s), Kateís parents. Big Edís wearing a ten gallon
hat and a suede overcoat. Lorraine has a cigarette
dangling from her mouth.
(drawing on a
Big Ed hugs Jack as best he can with an armful of
Jack you olí bird dog.
Merry Christmas to yaí...
Lorraine plants a big fat kiss on Jackís cheek.
Talk to him, Jack.
Please. One day a year
away from the Ponderosa.
I donít think thatís too
much to ask.
I heard that. This is
who I am, woman!
(a wink to Jack)
Tell her, Jack! Youíre
the only one who gets me,
for godís sake!
Jack, still holding the door open, plotting his escape.
I need some egg nog...
ĎCourse you do. Hell,
itís almost 8 a.m.
Where are my two líil
pardners? Annie! Josh!
Giddy up, Bid Edís here!
Jack dashes out the door.
Where are you going,
(to Big Ed)
Whereís he going?
Damned if I know...
They start to remove their coats, when...
The door flies back open...
Whereís my car?! Whereís
What the hell are you
Whatís he talking about?
Look, can I just borrow
your car?! I promise
itíll be returned!
The Caddy? Why donít you
take your own damn car!
Oh just let him borrow
your precious Cadillac,
for godís sake.
Jack spots a set of keys hanging on a hook.
Heís got a perfectly good
mini-van sitting out
there in the driveway!
Jack grabs the keys off the hook...darts back outside...
26 EXT. CAMPBELL HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
Jack emerges from this charming, suburban two-story
house, some tasteful Christmas lights decorating a tree
in the center of the snow-covered lawn...
He races to a blue Dodge mini-van sitting in the
driveway, a ďMy Ferrari Is In The ShopĒ sticker on the
rear bumper. He climbs into the mini-van and peels out
of the driveway...
27 INT. MINI-VAN - SECONDS LATER
Jack sees a sign, ďGeorge Washington Bridge - 3 milesĒ...
28 INT. MINI-VAN - MINUTES LATER
Jack driving over the bridge. A sigh of relief as he
passes under a sign for ďManhattan.Ē
29 EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - EARLY MORNING
The mini-van pulls up near Jackís apartment building.
Jack, still wearing pajamas under the coat, leaps out,
running toward the grand entrance where Tony stands
sternly in front.
Tony, thank god...
Jack starts to walk past but Tony blocks the way.
TONY THE DOORMAN
Sorry, pal. Entrance is
for residents and guests
What are you talking
about? Itís me, Jack
Campbell. Penthouse C.
I put you into commercial
TONY THE DOORMAN
Just then, Mrs. Peterson walks to the door with
her little DOG. Tony opens the door for her...
The little dog starts BARKING ferociously at Jack.
(to Tony re:
Who is this man?
Tony shrugs his shoulders.
You know me, Betty. You
do. Jack Campbell.
Weíre on the co-op board
together. We fought side
by side for garbage
disposals. Every morning
we exchange quasi-sexual
witty banter. Think...
She looks at Jack with a raised eyebrow, the dog still
TONY THE DOORMAN
(to Mrs. Peterson)
Should I call the cops?
Iím gonna call the
Jack pleads to her with his eyes.
(raising a hand
(a sigh of relief)
Thank you, Betty. I know
if I can just sleep this
off, Iíll be fine...
And sleep you shall.
Noblesse oblige is not
dead. Not yet
anyway...Come, letís get
you some help. Surely
there must be a shelter
somewhere in this city.
A shelter?! Iím the
richest guy in the
building...Iíve got twice
the square footage you
Mrs. Peterson shakes her head at him, a look of pity on
Frustrated, Jack turns and runs back to the mini-van...
30 EXT. LASSITER BUILDING - MINUTES LATER
Jack pulls up across the street and gets out of the
van. Running across the empty plaza toward the
31 INT. LASSITER BUILDING, LOBBY - CONTINUOUS
Jack bursts through the door, approaching the lobby
desk where FRANK the security guard sits.
Frank spots Jack and blocks his way.
Whoa, whoa, whoa...hold
it right there...
Frank. Whereís Alan
Mintz? Is he here yet?
(a knowing chuckle)
I donít think
pal. Youíll have to come
Look, I donít know whatís
going on here but I am
Senior Vice President of
I donít care who you
are. Itís Christmas and
like I told you the
building is closed.
Maybe youíre not hearing
me. I am Jack
Right here. Jack
And then he sees it...ĒALAN MINTZ - PRESIDENT,Ē listed
plain as day on the building director...
Jack looks at Frank, then back to the building
A pitying look from Frank...Jack stands there, in
CHAPTER FIVE - WHATíS HAPPENING?
32 EXT. LASSITER BUILDING, PLAZA - MOMENTS LATER
Jack walks through the plaza like a zombie, his face
registering nothing. He crosses the street, moving
toward the mini-van...oblivious...when...
SCREECH...a Ferrari 456M stops within inches of Jackís
torso...a VOICE from the car...
Hey! Watch where youíre
Jack turns...sees the DRIVER low in the seat...canít
quite make out the face...
You almost dented my two
hundred thousand dollar
Jack...still stunned...looks at the car, very
familiar...the voice of the driver, also familiar...
Thatís right! My new
carís worth more than
your shitty house!
A look of realization on Jackís face...
I feel like I really did
win the lottery!
...itís Cash, and heís in Jackís car...
Jack moves over to the passenger window in shock...a
smile from Cash...
Miss me, Jack?
Thatís my car! You stole
Itís a callable asset
seized in accordance with
the acquisition by-laws
of your alt-fate
Basically, itís my car
now. Get in.
Cash reaches over and opens the door. Jack
Look, I donít make the
rules, Jack. This is how
it works. Get in.
Cash gives him a reassuring look. Jack gets in...
33 INT. FERRARI - CONTINUOUS
Jack closes the door...Cash joyfully drives off in a
burst of acceleration...Jack practically ends up in the
Might wanna fasten your
seat belt, Jack...
What the hell is
happening to me?!
Jackís freaking out and Cash is enjoying every minute
of it. Cash hands Jack a paper bag. Jack starts
breathing into the bag.
This kinda thing makes a
lotta guys throw up.
Seen it happen. So if
you get the urge, do it
out the window.
(with a taunting
I donít want you marring
this exquisite leather
Cash looks over at Jack...heís really losing it,
sobbing into the bag...almost hyperventilating...Cash
Look, I donít know what
youíre getting so worked
up about, you did
this...you brought this
Brought what on myself?!
I didnít do anything!
No? Címon, Jack...Iíve
got everything I need, I
donít have regrets,
thatís just not for me...
You mean because you
thought I was cocky Iím
now on a permanent acid
Cash gets a laugh out of Jackís overreaction...
Everyone else in that
store is a statue, they
see their lives passing
in front of their eyes,
but not you. Youíre
making a business deal...
Give me my goddamn life
You? What about me? Iím
working hard for you
here, Jack. On Christmas
too! Now you did a good
thing last night,
intervening that way. I
Please. Just tell me
whatís happening to me.
In plain English. None
of that mumbo jumbo...
Cash turns to Jack.
Itís a glimpse, Jacko.
I glimpse? A glimpse of
what!? What glimpse?!
everybody gets one...some
of Ďem take a couple
(looking at Jack)
...some of Ďem take a lot
I asked you a direct
question! A glimpse of
A look from Cash.
Figure it out. You got
plenty of time.
How much time?!
As long as it takes to
figure it out. Which, in
your case, could be
Look, I just want my life
back. Now whatís it
gonna take? You wanna
talk turkey? Letís talk
turkey! How much
Cash looks at Jack, relishing the moment. He flashes
Jack a smile.
Do I look like I need
your money. It doesnít
work like that and I
canít tell you why.
Because you got to figure
it out for yourself.
Are you listening to me?
Figure it out? Figure
Cash just stares at him...
Thatís it? Thatís all I
get?! A glare?!
Look Jack, in my
experience the best way
people deal with this is
to just relax and breathe
through it...let it come
Jack faces Cash, simmering...with frustration.
Look, I donít have time
for this right now. Iím
in the middle of a
Oh youíre working on a
new deal now...did I
You know what? Iíve had
it with you. Iíve had it
with all of this shit...
SCREECH...Cash slams on the brakes...practically
sending Jack through the windshield.
Jack recovers, looks up...the car is parked right next
to the mini-van.
Cash pulls out a small plastic bag, holding it out to
Jack looks inside the bag, pulls out a BARBIE BICYCLE
BELL. He looks at it curiously.
Whatís this, a signal?
Will you come whenever I
Do I look like I live in
Cash reaches across Jack and opens the door.
But what do I do?
Look Jack Iím late. Iíd
love to help you out some
more but I gotta go
handle my business...
Jack looks out to the lonely street outside, then back
Hey, you did this to me,
you canít just leave me
Cash looks at Jack, the desperation on his face.
Fine. You want to know
everything, Iíll tell you
everything. But not
here. Letís get some
Jackís still a little unsure...he sees Cash open the
driver side door...
Jack gets out of the car...and before he can even turn
around, Cashís door SLAMS shut and the car takes off in
a blast of horsepower...
Jack stands there gazing down the street, listening to
the sound of the Ferrari shifting gears,
The wind whips up...shivering, Jack looks toward the
Lassiter Building, then to the plastic bag in his hand,
and finally to the mini-van.
34 EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - LATE MORNING
The blue mini-van snakes through the curved streets of
the neighborhood, almost all the houses decorated for
35 INT. MINI-VAN - SAME TIME
Jackís trying to find the house, a map unfolded on the
steering wheel and the carís registration in his
He spots ARNIE BENDER, late 30s, carrying an empty
science kit box to the trash. His wife, JEANNIE, also
late 30s, is getting in a Ford Taurus wagon, a bowl of
fruit in hand...
Jack pulls up to the curb near Arnie, rolling down the
Excuse me. Do you know
where Merrison Street is?
Arnie looks up and sees Jack in the van.
(turning to his wife)
Jeannie! I found Jack!
36 INT. BENDER HOUSE, DEN - A LITTLE LATER
Jack follows Arnie into the den of this garishly
decorated suburban home, Arnieís arm around his
You look terrible...
Jack takes in the decor Ė itís a male leisure time
fantasy Ė old pinball machine, wide screen TV, dart
board, and kitschy Ď50s style bamboo bar...
Truth is I expected you.
Kate called before and
asked if I knew where you
Arnie notices Jackís fascination with the room...
I know, I moved the
Barca-lounger into the
corner. Itís throwiní
everybody off. What do
(with a nod)
A satisfied smile from Arnie, Jackís approval means
something to him.
You and me, buddy. We
know how to live...
Arnie shepherds Jack onto a bar stool and pours a drink
out of a bamboo bottle holder.
So Jack, you okay?
Jack doesnít respond, his eyes drawn to a softball team
photo on the bar...Jack and Arnie kissing a huge trophy
with the caption, ďPlainfield, N.J. Softball League
I mean you leave the
house on Christmas
morning, you donít tell
anyone where youíre
Jack looks over from the photo to Arnie...
Weíre friends, arenít we?
Maybe I donít say it
enough but you moving in
next door to me...
Arnie makes a fist and gestures to his heart. Jack
Talk to me...
A moment of decision for Jack as Arnie stands there,
open eyed, ready to listen.
Iím having kind of a bad
I read somewhere that the
suicide rate doubles
during the holidays...
A raised eyebrow from Jack.
What am I saying? You
donít need to hear
(back to Jack)
All I meant was a lot of
people have a hard time
dealing with all the
forced reverie, thatís
all. Is that you?
Trouble at work?
I donít think so.
Itís not Kate, is it?
Jack pauses at the mention of Kate. Arnieís eyes
You see, itís like weíre
in each otherís heads...
Kateís my wife...
Jack looks at Arnie as if heís seeking confirmation.
(a playful smile)
Just keep saying it,
Jack, like a mantra.
Arnie comes out from behind the bar, taking Jack by the
Címon, I better walk ya
home. Sheís mad enough
as it is, right...?
37 EXT. ARNIEíS YARD - SECONDS LATER
Arnie walks Jack through his backyard...
Look, you fit the profile
house, kids, financial
isnít the life I dreamt
about. Whereís the
romance, whereís the joie
de vivre? Suddenly,
every lingerie ad in the
Newark Star Ledger
represents a life you
Itís just two kids,
A chuckle from Arnie.
You made a choice, Jack,
a promise to your wife.
Maybe sometimes it seems
like you gave up the
world, but look what you
They arrive at...the backyard of the Campbell house...
cluttered with a swing set, a dog run with chewed up
lawn, and a wooden sun deck in the process of being
Four bedrooms, two and a
half baths, and a
Jack trips over a wayward BIG WHEEL.
(shaking his head)
Arnie leads Jack toward the house.
Okay look, you probably
donít want to hear this
right now but remember
what you told me last
summer when I almost had
that thing with Arnie
Jr.ís speech therapist.
A blank stare from Jack as they arrive at the sliding
glass door...Arnie faces Jack squarely, grabbing his
shoulders and looking him in the eye.
Donít screw up the best
thing in your life just
because youíre a little
unsure about who you
Arnie gives Jack a comforting smie...
God, it feels so good to
finally give something
back to you...
Arnie turns Jack toward the door and slides it open.
Iím gonna hug you now...
Arnie gives Jack a gentle hug...then gives him a little
push toward the door...
38 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, DEN - CONTINUOUS
Jack steps inside. He turns back to the door but
Then, Kate enters the room, holding a portable phone...
Hold on a second...
She cups the receiver. Jack looks at her, sheís
dressed now, nothing fancy but she looks great.
You cut your hair...
A curious look from Kate.
Ten years ago...
Kate just stands there looking at Jack, giving away
Are you okay?
She gives him a resolute nod, then...
Never mind, he just
Jack grimaces as she resolutely hangs up the phone then
stares him down angrily.
Do you have any idea what
you put us through
today?! You walk out of
here at 7:30 in the
morning, donít tell me
where youíre going, or
even that youíre going,
and I donít see you Ďtil
hours later. I had state
troopers looking for
you! I called
...I was just on the
phone with the morgue
for godís sake!
Jack watches her vent, the frustration on his face
What kind of man leaves
his family on Christmas
morning without a word
about where heís going?
Jackís almost to a breaking po INT.
What kind of man does
I donít know! Please
stop yelling at me!
She looks at him curiously.
Where were you?
I was in the city.
The city? New York
Because thatís where I
Look, you donít
understand. I woke up
here...and this is very
strange ...this is not my
A raised eyebrow from Kate. Jack moves around the
Iím not ďDad...Ē. Kate,
youíre not my wife...
Kate looks him over, assessing, then...
You know what, Jack?
Itís not funny this
time. Iím really angry.
She stares him down, expecting an answer. But he has
Jack takes the bell out of the plastic bag that Cash
gave him, holds it up in front of her and starts
RINGING it furiously.
Then...Annie rides into the room on her new bike.
Jack watches as she pedals over, reaches into his hand
and takes the bicycle bell...
(examining the bell)
I like this...
(jumping up and
giving hima peck
on the cheek)
Annie rides excitedly out of the room on her bike.
Leaving Jack and Kate alone again...
You missed the whole
thing, Jack. The
presents...you spent six
hours putting that bike
together and you didnít
even get to see the look
on Annieís face when she
Jack sees the disappointment on her face...
You missed Christmas,
Jack looks down, almost ashamed...he relents, giving in
to the moment...
Kate looks at him. He seems sincere enough...
Look, we donít have time
for this right now, weíll
talk about it later. Now
(pointing to his
Youíre not wearing that
to the Thompsonsí party.
I donít care how
hilarious you think it
Party? Oh no, I canít go
to a party...
You look forward to this
party all year. Whatís
with you today?
Trust me on this Kate. I
really donít think going
to a party is the right
move for me at the
Kate looks at him a moment, then shakes her head.
Fine. Do whatever you
She picks up the phone, starts dialing...
What are you doing?
Telling my mother she
doesnít have to stay with
Because youíll be here.
Kate just looks at him.
Iíll be ready in ten
He walks past her...toward a hallway door, Kate
He opens the door...itís a closet.
Where the hell is the
Funny, Jack. Iím
laughing on the inside.
39 INT. BATHROOM - MINUTES LATER
The light comes on...
Jack walks in, looks in the mirror, determined to
collect himself...but somethingís not right...
He glances around...the bathroom is small and itís
cluttered with Kateís razors, loofah, skin creams...
...none of this stuff is his...
...he looks in the mirror again, his face revealing a
forlorn sense of displacement...
...he stares at himself until...he starts to lose it...
anger, confusion...sadness...finally, he begins breaking down...
After a moment, he turns on the water, rinsing his
40 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, BEDROOM CLOSET - MINUTES LATER
Jack at the closet door, looking at a row of Hagar
slacks, Docker sport coats and imitation leather
He reaches in and touches the fabric on one of the
This is just...
...this is sub-par...
Annie appears at the bedroom door, watching Jack at the
He turns...sees Annie watching him...a look
exchanged... then, Annie runs away...
Jack turns back to the closet and mournfully takes a
pair of the slacks...
41 EXT. THOMPSON HOUSE - NIGHT
Jack and Kate, a casserole dish in her hand, walk up
the path to this tacky but large house, its outside
decorated with the most garish display of Christmas
decorations this side of Pasaic.
Kate RINGS the doorbell...
EVELYN THOMPSON, 30s, wearing a dress thatís a bit too
tight and a bit too low cut, opens the door...
Everybody, Jack and Kate
Jack looks right past her...to the house filled with 50
A loud WHOOP from the guests...Jack has the look of a
condemned man on his face as he follows Kate inside...
41A INT. THOMPSON HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
As Kate heads into the living room, Evelyn takes Jackís
Like the dress...?
(glancing at it)
(a satisfied smile)
I thought I saw you
notice it at the kidsí
Jack shoots her a confused look...then walks in, trying
to catch up with Kate...
42 INT. THOMPSON HOUSE - A LITTLE LATER
The party is in full swing, Christmas music in the
b.g., GUESTS talking, laughing, drinking egg nog...
Jackís eyes dart around the room...itís large, neater
than his and Kateís house but still very lived in...The
Thompson KIDS run in and out of the room, playing with
new toys... nobody is wearing or eating anything
imported from Europe, but everyoneís having a good
...everyone except for Jack, standing with Arnie and
THE GUYS, having his ear chewed off by NICK CARELLI, a
walking advertisement for Leviís Cotton Dockers...
Did you see Van Horn last
night? This kidís gonna
basketball in the state
of New Jersey...
The Nets? Youíre kidding,
Nick looks at him in disbelief.
BILL KRAMER, a huge pile of fried chicken wings on his
plate, tugs at Jackís shirt.
So tomorrowís the big
Triple bypass. Iím going
under the knife. I told
you, didnít I?
(pointing to his
You really think you
should be eating all
Why not? I figure Iím
going in for a cleaning
tomorrow, I might as well
load up on the fried
Good thinking, Bill.
Have another drink.
(whispering to Jack)
Heíll be lucky if he
lives through the
Nick reaches into his pocket and pulls out a packet of
Dutch Masters cigars. He shows them to Jack, Jack nods
politely. Nick eagerly hands him one...
Nick lights Jackís cigar, then his own...enjoying that
first puff...smiling at Jack...Jack dutifully takes a
puff of the cigar...nods back at Nick...but itís an
Evelyn Thompson approaches, a tray of MUSHROOM PUFFS in
(holding out a
puff to Jack)
I donít think so, thank
Címon, as soon as I put
them down, youíre gonna
grab a couple...you
Kate sees Evelyn and Jack from her position on the
other side of the room...Kate watches as...
Evelyn holds the puff up to Jackís mouth, slowly
putting it near his lips...
Let me. Theyíll melt in
He instinctively opens his mouth as Evelyn pushes the
On Jackís face...if freezer burn were a facial
expression, this would be it...
(forcing a smile)
Theyíre great! Thank
...Evelyn licks her fingers suggestively then hands
Jack the entire tray with a sexy smile...
A raised eyebrow from Kate, still watching...
Mushroom puffs arenít the
only thing I do well...
Well do whatever it is
you do well, and
just...just do it.
Evelyn nods as Jack walks toward the staircase...
Kate follows Jack with her eyes as he climbs the
43 INT. THOMPSON HOUSE, DEN - NIGHT
Jack is sitting on the arm of a couch filled with
guestsí coats, talking on a FOOTBALL SHAPED
telephone...the tray of mushroom puffs on the table...
(loudly, into phone)
...what do you mean he
wonít come to the phone?!
Do you realize how much
money Iíve made for that
sonuvabitch in the last
Click. A dial tone. Jack slams the phone down...
He slams the phone again...and again...and again...
Jack turns, sees Kate standing in the doorway, watching
him take his frustrations out on the phone, concern on
Are you sure youíre
A forced smile from Jack.
Yes, Iím fine. Itís just
this god awful football
phone! Who has a phone
like this anyway?!
Kate notices the tray of mushroom puffs on the table.
You must really love
Evelynís mushroom puffs,
(with a wink)
You know theyíre not
She turns and leaves...Jack looks at her, confused...
44 INT. THOMPSON HOUSE, LIVING ROOM - A LITTLE LATER
Jack comes down the stairs, a lost look in his eyes.
He looks across the room and sees...
Kate, with a group of GUESTS, looking great in her
jeans and white blouse, the center of attention.
Jack passes through the guests, people waving to him,
slapping him on the back as he approaches Kate...
He catches Kateís eye...she gives him a subtle smile.
...then she asks me to
put this sweater on.
What choice do I have,
Jack watches as Kate charms the crowd...
But as Iím slipping it on
I notice sheís misspelled
the word ďlawyers.Ē
I had to go through the
entire day wearing a hand
embroidered sweater that
said, ďNon-Profit Layers
Do It For Free.Ē
The guests laugh again. Even Jack finds himself
(to Kate, off-hand)
So youíre a lawyer...?
A chuckle from the group. Kateís confused.
A non-profit lawyer...
People are starting to LAUGH.
(a little embarrassed)
Pro bono. You donít get
paid at all. Nobody
makes a dime. Well,
Blank stares from everyone, including Kate...
45 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, FOYER - LATE NIGHT
Kate and Jack walk in the front door...the dog greets
them happily, jumping up on Jack, a weary look on his
I better go wake my
Kate grabs a leash off a hook and hands it to Jack.
Here you go...
Youíre kidding me...
Sheís your dog, Jack.
No, sheís not.
Fine, sheís the kidís
dog. Letís go wake Josh,
see if he wants to walk
But itís twenty degrees
Youíre having a bad day,
Iíll go with
no way in hell youíre
gettiní me back out
Jack looks at the dogís face. Lucy couldnít be more
excited. Finally, Jack shakes his head and takes the
(heading up the
Make sure you reward her
verbally when she does a
46 EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - LATE NIGHT
The sound of CRICKETS.
Jack, wearing a down jacket, is being dragged down the
street by Lucy, his breath condensing in the cold
winter air. The dog sniffs at a hydrant and a couple
of garbage cans, but isnít doing her business.
Figure it out...Iím s
crewed...donít have to
be a genius to figure
The dog stops, sniffing at a manicured lawn...
Itís as good a place as
But the dog keeps moving, pulling Jack with her.
...but obviously not up
to your high standards...
Okay...he said youíre
working on a new deal
now...fine, youíve done a
thousand deals, whatís
the first thing you do?
Lucyís sniffing around someoneís Christmas display but
Jackís too wrapped up in his thought process to notice.
Triage. Itís your
signature. You survey
the damage, find out
everything you can, you
probe, leave nothing to
chance. Iím just gonna
have to go detective.
How did you get
Mentadent? You learned
everything there was to
know about toothpaste and
then you pounced...
Jack narrows his eyes, thinking about that deal...
Thatís our play here...
Resolute, Jack turns to the dog.
If you could take a dump
some time in this
century, then we could go
home where itís warm...
Jack looks around at the unfamiliar houses...
That is if I can even
remember how to get
You remember, donít you
But the dog ignores him, dragging Jack along...
47 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT
Kate is in bed, fast asleep.
Jack walks into the room, his face still red from the
cold outside. He looks over at Kate, sleeping happily.
He takes off his shirt and khakis, laying them neatly
on the chair. He looks over at the pair of flannel
pajamas folded on the dresser. He shakes his head,
resigned, then dons the pajamas and climbs into bed...
CHAPTER SIX - BEING A PARENT
48 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE BEDROOM - MORNING
Morning light streams into the room. The clock reads,
Jack opens his eyes Ė a burst of light hitting them
from the window...like the morning light in his
He reaches across the bed...itís empty...
A smile of hope from Jack as he puts his head back on
the pillow...maybe it was only a day...Then...
The sound of a baby CRYING from the next room...A
pained look on Jackís face as he realizes heís still in
Now the baby is WAILING...Jack lies still a moment,
hoping itíll stop...it doesnít. Then, he hears the
sound of the SHOWER TURN ON in the bathroom.
He gets out of bed and walks to the bathroom...
49 INT. BATHROOM - CONTINUOUS
The shower is running, a tape player is BLASTING ďBeast
of Burden.Ē Kate is in the shower SINGING LOUDLY with
(louder, over music)
...my feet are hurtiní...
Finally, the music is turned down and Kate pulls the
shower curtain open...
Jack sees her naked body...raises an eyebrow...thatís
something heís missed...then...
Uh...that babyís crying...
...her expression makes Jack turn his gaze from her
Donít give me that look,
Jack, Tuesdayís your day
and you know it. And try
to get Josh to day care
on time, okay? He missed
the macaroni painting
She closes the curtain and turns the radio back up.
50 INT. JOSHíS ROOM - MORNING
Annieís watching from a baby-size Laz-E-Boy lounger
Jack, in a robe, stands in front of a changing table,
Josh laying happily on his back, playing with a set of
Jack takes a fresh Huggies diaper and puts it next to
the baby. He surveys Josh, scratching his chin and
rubbing his hands like Indiana Jones. Josh playfully
grabs at Jackís nose.
He looks over to Annie. Sheís still staring at him
like heís a Martian. He looks at the instructions on
the box of Huggies.
Jack searches the diaper for the tabs of tape, then
gingerly pulls them apart, releasing the diaper from
the babyís bottom, and seeing whatís inside.
Holy mother of god!
Jack holds the diaper out away from him, searching for
a place to put it. Annie points to a Diaper Genie by
Jack throws the diaper in, then quickly replaces the
lid. Annie points to the container of Baby Wipes.
You must be kidding...
Annie stares at him a beat. Then...
Youíre not really our
dad, are you?
Jack turns to her. Sheís looking back at him with
complete earnestness. They stare at each other another
No, Iím not.
A look of curiosity from Annie.
I work on Wall Street,
you know with the big
No response from Annie...
I live in an apartment
house with a doorman, I
can buy just about
anything I want...
Annie nods at Jack, still suspicious.
This isnít my real life.
Itís just a glimpse...
Whereís my real dad?
I donít know...
A concerned look on Annieís face, Jackís petrified that
sheís about to cry.
But donít worry, he loves
you and Iím sure heíll be
back very soon...
...very, very soon...
Annie approaches Jack, climbing up on a little chair
and tugging firmly at his hair.
They did a pretty good
The aliens...In the
mother ship. You look
just like him.
better looking though,
Annieís now stone faced, trying to decide about Jack.
Youíre not going to start
crying, are you? Because
Iím not really sure I
could deal with that
She thinks about it for a moment.
Do you like kids?
On a case by case
You know how to make
I think I could figure it
You promise not to kidnap
me and my brother and
implant stuff in our brains?
Beat. Then...a smile from Annie.
Welcome to earth.
51 INT. MINI-VAN - MORNING
Jackís driving, Annie buckled in the front seat...
Josh, in the baby seat, looks like he was dressed by
monkeys Ė his shirt buttons are off by one, and theyíre
clearly supposed to be in the back.
Jack stops the van outside the Playland Day Care
This is day care. Itís
where babies go when
their parents are at
He gets out of the van...
52 EXT. MINI-VAN - CONTINUOUS
...he pulls Josh out and walks quickly toward the
building, holding the baby away from his body.
He gets to the door and holds Josh out to the DAY CARE
LADY. She stares at Joshís outfit...
Do I get a receipt or
The woman looks at Jack like heís crazy.
53 EXT. YMCA - A FEW MINUTES LATER
The mini-van pulls up to the drop-off point at this
suburban New Jersey Y. Annie opens the door.
I have winter camp until
four, then ballet until
Five thirty. Okay.
Try not to be late
because kids donít like
to be the last one picked
Got it. Good tip.
CHAPTER SEVEN - A TIRE SALESMAN
Jack watches her as she runs toward the building.
(calling out window)
Annie turns back toward him.
Where do I go now?
Big Edís? Big Edís
Thatís where you work.
A beat. Then...
You mean I sell tires...
She shrugs her shoulders and walks off.
Thatís what I do. Iím a
54 INT. MINI-VAN - A LITTLE LATER
Jackís driving down a busy commercial street when he
spots something a hundred yards down the road...
...a huge, three-story-tall plastic likeness of Big Ed
Reynolds, ten gallon hat, lassoing a tire...
55 EXT. BIG EDíS TIRES - MOMENTS LATER
Jack approaches Big Edís from the parking lot...slowly,
taking it all in...
Itís like a Pep Boys with a Texas theme. A big retail
store for tires and auto parts, and a repair bay for
everything from alignments to brake jobs...
Jack walks to the tire bay where HECTOR, 40s, a
Guatemalan mechanic in grease-stained coveralls, stands
with TOMMY the salesman.
Hey Jack, you happen to
know the stock number on
those new Michelin X1's?
Uh...lemme get back to
you on that one...
(looking at his
Thomas, why you bother
Jack about that. Look it
Okay Jack, we talk
Jack nods amiably then continues into the store...
56 INT. BIG EDíS TIRES - CONTINUOUS
Jack walks in...looks around...the store is teeming
with activity, a post-holiday sale in progress...
Big Ed, in his signature ten gallon hat, sees Jack from
behind the counter...
Jack my boy! You are
looking mighty worse for
the wear...Hey, guess who
I played bridge with two
Jack stares blankly at Big Ed...
BIG ED (CONTíD)
Hell, youíll never
guess. One Sydney
Potter. Thatís Sydney
Potter, Chief Executive
Officer of BuyRite
Transport. Only the
third largest trucking
company in the state. I
even let the sonuvabitch
win, which wasnít easy
because the guyís been
bashed in the head by
Teamsters so many times
his brainís like
porridge. Anyhoo, heís
looking for a new parts
supplier... we can handle
that kind of volume,
Jack considers this briefly.
Iím gonna have to get
back to you on that...Ed.
Big Ed makes a gun gesture with his forefinger, winking
at Jack, then turns back to the activity at the counter
Jack spots KENNY, a very young sales associate, walking
by. He reaches out and taps Kenny on the shoulder.
Do I have a private
office somewhere in the
Right back there...
Jack walks into the office with his name on the door...
57 INT. JACKíS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Thereís no Stairmaster here, no leather sofa or
bar...itís small, cramped and cluttered, the walls
littered with tire inventory and price lists...
Jack takes a slow, sad lap around the office.
He makes it to the small wooden desk at the far end of
the room and sits down behind it...
On the desk are photos of Jack, Kate and the kids, a
plastic Michelin Man model, a tire-themed day calendar
and a small plastic figurine of a BOWLER, the word,
ďBowlers Do It In An AlleyĒ embossed on its base...
He surveys the desktop briefly, then opens the top
drawer, finding a personal checkbook and looking
He sees the bottom line and winces, then puts it
Jack picks up the ďBowlers Do It In An AlleyĒ figurine
and gives it a good look...
Bowlers do it in an
lawyers do it for free...
what is it with these
people? Donít they
realize this refers to
He replaces the figurine then opens the bottom drawer
where he spots a bottle of Glenfiddich. He lifts it
At least you splurged on
some decent scotch...
He takes a paper cup and pours himself a shot. He
drinks it down in one gulp and then crumples up the
cup, throwing it toward the NETíS basketball
hoop/garbage can near the door.
He looks more closely at the photographs...most are
family photos, a happy Jack with Kate, with Annie at
the pony rides, at Joshís birth...in every one of them,
Jack is smiling...
(to Jack in
What are you smiling
He turns his head...spots a small plaque on the wall
behind him. It reads, ďJack Campbell - E.F. Hutton #1
Junior Sales Associate, 1988.Ē Jack raises an
Number one...not bad.
He grabs it off the wall and looks at it more
1988...? I was in London
Jackís jarred into reality...
(to Jack in the photo)
You never went to London...
(picking up the photo)
...you never got on that
He stays there a moment...in shock. Then...
The P.A. system comes to life...
Jack to mag
needed in mag wheels,
58 INT. BIG EDíS TIRES, MAIN FLOOR - MINUTES LATER
Kenny leading Jack toward the ďMag WheelsĒ section.
...I was the number one
junior sales associate at
E.F. Hutton in 1988. Did
you know that?
No, I didnít...thatís
Thatís the kind of thing
you can really build
I mean sales has always
been a feeder for M and
They approach ďMag WheelsĒ where TOMMY, a slick sales
associate, stands with a CUSTOMER looking at the
Here we are, mag wheels...
(a little concerned)
Hey Jack, are you sure
Well, Iím just a little
confused right now about
why I work here...
Kenny looks at him nervously.
Uh...I just started here
Jack nods compassionately. Kenny takes off leaving
Jack alone with his thoughts as Tommy approaches with
(to the customer)
So youíre all set on the
Skip Shift eliminator and
the Brembo rotors.
Jackís our point man on
(turning to Tommy)
Do you know why do I work
Because youíre the best
damn tire guy in the
state of New Jersey...
(proudly, to the
Jack taught me everything
I know about the
The customer nods, impressed.
I taught you the business?
Another nod to the customer.
And heís a crack-up.
Everything I taught you.
I want to hear it all,
Hey, Iím ready to buy
(to the customer)
What do you want?
I want some alloy wheels.
Jack grabs one of the alloy rims off the shelf, holding
it out to the customer.
Here. These are great.
Youíll need four.
The customer takes the wheel from Jack, looks at it
But I donít like these...
Hey, you heard the guy,
Iím the best damn tire
guy in the state of New
(turning to Tommy)
Rule number one, the
customer is always
A satisfied smirk from the customer.
59 INT. BIG EDíS TIRES, JACKíS OFFICE - LATE AFTERNOON
Jack is behind his desk, his tie loosened, on the
...I have no idea what
our inventory level is,
thatís why Iím asking
A KNOCK at the door...
Look, just send us what
you sent us last month,
okay...? And keep doing
that until further
He hangs up the phone as the door opens. Big Ed sticks
his head in...
Got a minute, Jack?
Iíve got all the time in
Big Ed walks in, followed by SYDNEY POTTER, 60s, a
tough looking man...
Jack, meet Sydney Potter,
BuyRite Transport, one of
Potter extends a hand, Jack rises from his chair,
trying to place the name. Then...
...and a helluva bridge
player. Edís told me a
lot about you...
They shake hands. Potter nods his head at Jack,
immediately impressed. Big Ed is beaming.
(in a heavy Jersey
Lucky in cards, lucky in
business, lucky in love.
My cup runneth over...
(to Big Ed)
Heís a nice looking
My daughterís no slouch
A smile from Potter, then a serious look.
Letís cut to the chase,
Jack. Big Ed tells me
youíre the grease that
makes the wheels turn
around here. I need a
new parts supplier for my
fleet. You seem to have
the parts. That we
know. What we donít know
is why the hell I should
buy them from you.
Potter stares Jack down. But Jackís not about to be
intimidated by him. He pauses, matching Potterís
I have no idea...
A surprised look from Potter. An anxious laugh from
I mean it. From what I
can tell, weíre a mom and
pop operation, weíre
already over-extended in
sales, and any price
advantage we could offer
would easily be matched
by a larger supplier...
Jack continues to stare down Potter.
So like I said, I donít
have any idea why you
should buy your parts
The staring match continues. Big Edís getting more
nervous. Potterís the first to blink.
Okay, you got my
Except for rule number
The customer is always
right. A clichť? Sure.
The difference is, we
mean it. Weíre small, we
need our customers. We
canít afford to
disappoint them, ever.
Yeah, you could go to
some leviathan supplier,
probably save a few
pennies on the price of
oil filters, but with us
you get more than a
supplier, you get a
A smile from Potter. Jack gives Ed a wink. Ed
You want to bid hearts,
weíre right there with
you. You feel the need
to redouble, youíre not
going to get any argument
Potter nods at Jack. Jack moves in for the kill.
The big guys may have the
high cards, but you know
as well as I do, Sydney,
high cards donít always
take the trick.
Potter pauses a minute, then...
(to Big Ed,
I like him...
Big Ed smiles, letting out a relieved sigh.
(a wink to Jack)
Thatís my boy...
(an arm around Potter)
Címon, lemme show you the
rest of the ranch...
Big Ed and Potter exit the office...
BIG ED (CONTíD)
(turning back to Jack)
Nice shootiní, Jack...
...leaving Jack there with a satisfied smile on his
60 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE BEDROOM - NIGHT
Jack is in bed watching CNBC...On the TV a young woman
REPORTER at the anchorís desk...
CNBC REPORTER (ON T.V.)
decliners by a nine to
four ratio and the
closing tick was a mildly
bullish plus seventy
six. Much of the
marketís action today was
fueled by the latest
round of merger mania to
hit Wall Street...
The Global Health Systems and MedTech logos appear on a
graphic in the corner of the screen...
CNBC REPORTER (CONTíD, ON T.V.)
...when Global Health
Systems and MedTech
their intentions to join
forces in a massive one
hundred and twenty two
billion dollar stock swap
deal. Though neither
concerns at the
conference, it is
believed that both the
FDA and the FTC will be
closely scrutinizing the
marriage, the largest
ever in the health care
industry. When asked
about possible anti-
Global Chairman Bob
Thomas referred reporters
to P.K. Lassiter and
Company President Alan
Mintz, the original
architect behind the
Jack stares in shock as the image changes to a super
confident looking Mintz shaking Bob Thomasí hand at the
CNBC REPORTER (CONTíD, ON T.V.)
Ironically, Mintz first
met Thomas at a Lamaze
A Lamaze class...!?
CNBC REPORTER (ON T.V.)
...while coaching their
pregnant wives, Mintz and T
homas struck up a
dialogue about the need
for consolidation in the
rapidly growing health
care industry and two
months later, the deal
with MedTech was born...
What?! Thatís my deal?
CNBC REPORTER (ON T.V.)
In other business news,
U.S. Labor Department
officials announced today
that two hundred and
seventy-five thousand new
jobs were created last
thousand less than
predicting, leading to a
mild rally in the bond
markets before midday.
But as the trading
session drew to a close,
the profit takers stepped
in and the long bond
closed at ninety seven
even, up only two ticks,
the yield inching down to
six point zero seven
Kate comes into the room from the hallway wearing only
Jackís NYU sweatshirt...
The kids are asleep...
She goes over to the window and draws the blinds. Jack
looks up at her, nods, then goes back to the TV.
Jack. I said the kids
Well thatís just
monkeys can be a real
Kate shuts off the TV.
Hey! I was watching
I thought we had a deal
about you watching CNBC
Iím working on a new deal
Kate throws a Kate Bushís ďThe Sensual WorldĒ into the
Fine, but not tonight...
She climbs onto the bed, a seductive look on her face.
Wait a second. You want
me, donít you?
That is the general idea,
Kate starts kissing him...but Jackís a little
uncomfortable with the sudden intimacy...he pulls back,
a little nervous.
Shouldnít we grab some
dinner first? Maybe a
bottle of wine...?
Itís ten thirty, Jack.
By eleven youíre gonna be
sprawled out on the bed
snoring your head off.
We donít have time for
wining and dining.
Whatever you say...honey.
She starts kissing him again...but this time he just
goes with it, and as her hands run through his hair
heís brought back to a different time and place...
Jack momentarily pulls back and looks at her...itís
like the first time heís really looked at her in eleven
She smiles at him, almost uncomfortable with the
No, Iím serious...youíre
This is good stuff, Jack,
keep it coming...
I mean back in college,
you were a very pretty
girl, thereís no question
about that. But this...
(lost in her)
...youíve really grown
into a beautiful woman...
Jack stares at her, entranced...Kate pulls back,
reacting to the intensity in his stare...
How can you do that?
Look at me like you
havenít seen me every day
for the last twelve
Jack freezes. Thereís love in her eyes but itís not
meant for him...
She kisses him...
She gets up off the bed and heads for the bathroom...
He looks around...not sure what to do...Finally...
He turns onto his side and closes his eyes...
Kate emerges from the bathroom, she sees Jack on the
bed, hears his breathing heavy with sleep...
At once charmed and disappointed, Kate sighs. She
turns off the CD player and heads into bed.
She pulls the covers up over Jack, shutting off the
light... She puts an arm around him, kissing him
sweetly on the neck...
Close in on Jackís face...turned away from Kate...he
opens his eyes...looks down at her arm...loneliness on
CHAPTER EIGHT - THE MENíS DEPARTMENT
61 EXT. MALL - DAY
Itís mid-January and all signs of the Christmas season are
gone except for the snow on the ground in the busy parking
62 INT. MACYíS, MENíS DEPT. - DAY
Kate, pushing Josh in the stroller and holding Annieís
hand, passing through the Menís Dept., Jack lagging
behind, a bevy of shopping bags in hand and a
beleaguered look on his face.
(back to Jack)
Weíre almost done here...
Mary Janes, Mom. You
Thatís right. Okay,
letís make a quick stop
at the kidsí shoe
department, pick up my
watch from the battery
place, then Iíll run into
the linen store...
An unhappy look on Jackís face.
Why donít we just go to
all the stores?!
Kate looks back at Jack.
Every single store in
this godforsaken shopping
mall. We can go to them
Kate gives him a look. Then...
You know what, Jack?!
Iíll go with the kids.
Why donít you just hang
out here in the menís
Jack glances at the Menís Dept., sighs and gives Kate a
nod. She takes off with the kids...and then he sees
...the Zegna section. Heís drawn to the neat rows of
beautiful suits like a moth to the light...
He approaches the rack, pulls out a dark green suit,
gently touching the soft wool.
Itís perfect for your
Jack turns and sees a SALESMAN standing behind him.
Would you like to try it
63 INT. MACYíS MENíS DEPT. - A LITTLE LATER
Jack, at a mirror wearing the Zegna suit. It is
perfect for his frame. The color is spectacular, the
line is dazzling.
Jack looks in the mirror, shutting everything else
out... itís like heís seeing his old self...
You look amazing in that
Jack snaps out of his trance. He sees Kate standing
behind him, Annie and Josh happily playing a few feet
I mean...wow...off the
Itís an unbelievable
thing. Wearing this suit
actually makes me feel
like a better person.
(taking one final
Iím gonna buy it...
Kate raises an eyebrow, then looks at the price tag.
$2,400?! Are you out of
(pointing to Annieís
new Mary Janes)
She got those shoes...
Those shoes were twenty
five dollars. Címon,
take it off. Weíll go to
the food court and get
one of those funnel cakes
Jack looks at her...itís a moment of decision.
Kate looks at Jack, a little surprised.
Do you have any idea what
my life is like?
I wake up in the morning
covered in dog saliva...I
drop the kids off, spend
eight hours selling tires
Kate just stands here, aghast...
I pick up the kids, walk
the dog, which by the
way, carries the added
bonus of carting away her
monstrous crap...I play
with the kids, take out
the garbage, get six
hours of sleep if Iím
lucky, and then it starts
all over again...and why
is it that I always have
to drive everyone
everywhere? I spend
practically my entire day
in that slow as hell
mini-van listening to
Raffi tapes and trying to
figure out how the cup
holders work...Iím sick
Whatís in it for me?
Where are my Mary Janes?
Kate stares at him, shaking her head...
Itís sad to hear your
life is such a
disappointment to you,
I canít believe itís not
a disappointment to you!
(letting it all out)
Jesus, Kate, I couldíve
been a thousand times the
man I became. How could
you do this to me? How
could you let me give up
on my dreams like this?!
Kate stares at him in disbelief. Then...
Who are you?
Kateís words pierce Jack...he has to avert his eyes.
(lowering his voice)
Look, Iím sorry. Iím
sorry I was such a saint
before and Iím such a
prick now. Maybe Iím
just not the same guy I
was when we got
Maybe youíre not. The
Jack Campbell I married
wouldnít need a $2400
suit to make himself feel
better about his life,
but if thatís what itís
gonna take, then buy it.
Just buy the goddamn
suit ...we can take the
money out of the kidsí
They stare at each other for a moment...a stand-off...
(taking off the
Weíll get a funnel cake.
Itíll be the highlight of
64 EXT. NEW JERSEY ROAD - NIGHT
The blue mini-van makes its way down this road...
65 INT. MINI-VAN - NIGHT
Thereís an icy silence in the car...Jack is behind the
wheel, Kate next to him looking out the window, anger
on her face...
CHAPTER NINE - REMINISCING
Jack checks the rear-view mirror, sees Annie and Josh
in the back, both asleep...
Listen, Iím sorry about
that back in the store.
I really donít want to
fight with you...
Kate just keeps looking out the window.
But you must sometimes
wonder how we ended up
here. I mean back in
college, did you see
She turns to him.
Iíll give you this, life
has thrown us a few
A glimmer in Jackís eye...
It really has, hasnít
it? So if you had
to...what would you say
was the biggest surprise?
She glances at the kids sleeping in the back.
Well...Annie for one.
been...I mean that was
very unexpected. But
what are you gonna do,
I think it worked out
okay, donít you?
Sure. I really like
Good, Jack. Maybe weíll
No, I love Annie. We had
a lot of good times,
We were young...
(a nostalgic smile)
Remember that little
place on Charles Street
we used to go to?
Charles Street? In the
Village? When we were
living in Greenwich
(off her nod)
Great times. Whyíd we
You canít really raise a
kid in an apartment in
Jack nods, starting to piece it together.
The trek out to the
hospital every day didnít
(looking at him)
You were great.
Surviving the heart
attack was one thing...
You had a heart attack?
Jack, stop that. I'm
still mad at you...
...who knows what
wouldíve happened if you
hadnít stepped in at the
Thatís why I work for Big
A look from Kate.
I mean, thatís why I work
for Big Ed...
Jack looks out at the road a moment, piecing it all
together in his mind.
(almost to himself)
So we had a baby, Big Ed
had a heart attack, we b
ought that house, and
Iíve been working for him
Kate looks at him a little strangely.
(turning to her)
Our life in a nutshell...
If you want to look at it
How would you look at it?
She glances again at the kids in the back seat, then at
A great success story...
A smile from Jack. He admires her outlook even if he
canít bring himself to share it.
66 INT. BOWLING ALLEY - EVENING
A crowded suburban New Jersey bowling alley...
Jack stands at a lane holding a bowling ball, the
nickname ďThe HammerĒ emblazoned over his bowling shirt
pocket...He approaches the line and throws the ball
down the lane...
Itís ugly...The ball caroms off the hardwood into the
(O.S., from behind)
Jesus, Jack, this is a
league match, for godís
Jack turns. Arnie and the BOWLING TEAM are in the
scorekeeping area watching Jack make a mockery of the
sport. Jack scowls.
Whereís your follow
through? Whereís your
Hey, Iím doing the best I
(under his breath)
Iíd like to see you hit a
squash ball after
Youíre right. Why am I
Compensation, I guess.
Look, just focus, Jack.
You can still pick up the
Jack retrieves his ball, sets up, genuinely
You are Jack Campbell.
Youíre better than this
sport. You shot the
rapids at Kenai. You ran
with the bulls at
Pamplona. You jumped out
of a plane over the
Mojave Desert, for
Christís sake. You can
Jack puts everything he has into the throw, heaving the
ball down the lane with as much grace and power as he
can muster...hitting the six pin and taking out four
He turns, a fist pumped...But the guys could care
Okay, Pete, youíre up.
67 INT. BOWLING ALLEY - LATE
Jack walks out of the menís room, heading toward the
lounge. He sees a familiar face walking toward him...a
woman in a sexy little bowling outfit, carrying a
bowling ball to a far lane.
A moment of confusion as he tries to place the face.
Very funny. I saw you
out there on lane five.
What do you have the flu
Something like that.
(with a wink)
Need a nurse?
Youíre a nurse?
If thatís what you
She brushes past Jack, continuing to her lane...Jack
follows her with his eyes a moment, then...
Wait a second...
Are we what, Jack?
Is there something going
on between us?
Evelynís surprised at Jackís directness. She stands
there a beat, then walks back toward him.
Are we finally being
It would help me if we
Okay, youíre right, weíve
been dancing around this
Evelyn looks a little flush...she briefly fans her
God, my heart is racing.
When I get dressed for a
party and I know youíre
going to be there...
well, letís just say I
donít go strapless
because my husband likes
An intrigued smile from Jack.
Iíve got six sets of snow
tires piled up in my
garage and I wonít even
drive in the snow...And
our kids just happen to
be in the same ballet
class every year?
She picks a piece of lint off his shirt.
So, if youíre asking me
whether Iíd like it to be
more, the answer is
A look of surprise from Jack.
...and Kate would never
have to know.
Jack considers this for a moment.
Do I have your number?
A wide smile from Evelyn.
Steveís out of town with
the kids this week. Why
donít you just stop by...
She turns, leaving Jack standing there, watching her
sashay back to her lane.
68 INT. BOWLING ALLEY, LOUNGE - SECONDS LATER
Jack walks into the lounge, a little dazed. He heads
over to Arnie whoís having a beer at the bar.
(looking at Jack)
Hey Jack, youíre all
flush. I guess that
seventy-one took a lot
I just saw Evelyn
She is relentless.
She wants to have an
affair with me.
She said that?
(shaking his head)
What is it about you?
(pushing over a
So could you write down
her exact address?
second, Jack. Youíre not
actually gonna cheat on
It wouldnít really be
Look, maybe Iím not as
good a consigliere as you
are but you have to trust
me on this one. A little
flirtationís harmless but
youíre playing with fire
here. The Fidelity Bank
and Trust is a tough
creditor. You make a
deposit somewhere else,
they close your account
Iím telling you, those
rules donít apply to me,
Screw the rules. Iím
talking about the choice.
Jack looks at him curiously.
Címon, Evelyn Thompsonís
got no class. She
doesnít marry Dr. Steve,
the womanís living in a
Hey, is that really
All Iím saying it there
isnít a guy in Union
County who wouldnít give
his left nut to be
married to Kate...
Arnie takes one last swig of his beer and gets up...
Iíll see ya later,
He leaves Jack alone, thinking...
CHAPTER TEN - CAKE WARS
69 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE - NIGHT
Jack walks into the house carrying his bowling bag. He
dumps the bag in the coat closet and walks into the
Kate is at the counter, her back to him, poring over
some legal documents.
(not looking up)
How was the game, honey?
(opening the fridge)
Long, boring, and
generally pretty sad.
Arnie seemed to enjoy
Hey, whereís that chocolate
Kate turns around, revealing a huge hunk of chocolate
cake on a plate in front of her, a bite ready to go
into her mouth.
(with a smile)
You mean this chocolate
Thatís my piece. I was
saving it because I got
nauseated from that store
Kate takes the bite, a little piece of icing sticks to
the side of her mouth.
Jack approaches the counter.
Gimme that cake.
She takes another bite.
He makes a grab for the plate but she holds it out
where he canít reach it.
Sorry, Jack. Itís too
important to me.
They stare each other down a moment. Then...
He tries to swipe the plate. Kate jumps out of her
chair, running out of the kitchen with the cake,
Jack takes off after her...chasing her through the
house... just about the catch up to her when...
She darts up the stairs, still laughing...he follows
I want that cake!
...reaches up...grabs her shirt...pulls her down
playfully on top of him...
You want the cake!?
(out of breath)
I want it...
She looks at him, then takes the whole piece in her
hand and smooshes it right in his mouth...
Beat. Then, Jack starts laughing...
Itís good, right?
He takes a big clump of it and smooshes it in her
They stay there a moment, lying on the stairs, feeding
each other cake, laughing.
Jack leans back on the stairs. He looks at Kateís
face, practically covered in cake, smiling, and
...he hasnít laughed like this in thirteen years.
Are the kids asleep?
A sexy smile from Kate...they start kissing
passionately right there on the steps...itís heating
(caught up in the
Say it, Jack...
Címon, you know what I
like to hear...
(in the throes
Yeah, baby, I know what
you like to hear...
Then say it...just say it
(swept up in the
Oh yeah, youíre a bad
girl, baby... You make me
so hot...Iím gonna take
you to that special
Kate pulls away.
Jack looks up at her, he can practically see the
passion drain from her face...
Nice, Jack. Youíre
sweeping me off my feet.
What? You make me hot...
She gets up and heads up the steps, disappearing into
the bedroom...Jack shakes his head, frustrated. Then,
he feels something licking at his hand...
He looks down and sees Lucy standing next to him,
wagging her tail, looking up at Jack with an ďIíve
gotta goĒ look on her face. Jack heaves a sigh,
Címon, Lucy, maybe one of
us can get a little
He leads the dog toward the front door...
70 EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - MINUTES LATER
Jack is walking Lucy. He passes a house that looks
familiar to him. Then he sees it...
...the name ďTHOMPSONĒ etched on the mailbox...
Itís the Thompson house, now sans the garish Christmas
decorations, a drying Christmas tree tied up on the
curb, ready to be picked up as garbage...
Jack stops, pulling the dog back, looking up at the
He sees a light on in the upstairs bedroom...the faint
outline of a woman reading by the window...
Jack looks around, sees the street is empty, then
nudges the dog, leading her up the path to the house.
He gets to the front door...moves his hand up to the
doorbell...but itís a tentative move...he keeps it
there a moment, perched at the button...but for some
reason he canít bring himself to push it...
He looks down the street, toward his own house, then to
the window upstairs. Finally, he turns...
(pulling the leash)
Címon, girl, letís go
71 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE FOYER - MINUTES LATER
The front door opens and Jack walks in with Lucy on a
leash, his face red from the cold outside.
He gives the dog a pat on the rump, then takes off his
coat, hanging it and the leash on a hook by the door...
He walks through the quiet house, into the living room,
rubbing his hands together to warm them up.
CHAPTER ELEVEN Ė HOME MOVIES
He goes over to a glass bar stand and pours himself a
scotch, taking a sip, letting the alcohol warm him...
He strolls through the room, looking at some of the
family photos framed and hanging on the wall, focusing
on his own face in the pictures, studying the
He moves to a pile of video tapes sitting on a shelf,
marked with titles like, ďTrip to Yosemite, Ď96" and
ďJoshís 1st Birthday.Ē He runs his fingers along the
tapes, stopping at one marked, ďJack Singing.Ē His
eyes linger there a moment...
He puts his drink down and pops the tape in the VCR...
Itís a party for Kateís birthday thrown at the Kramersí
house...same crowd of people as the Christmas party,
cheesy ďHappy BirthdayĒ decorations.
The image jerks up and down, surveying the crowd...
Bill Kramer at the piano, playing some light cocktail
music ...Kate talking with a group of friends...
Jesus, Bill, this thing
is an antique. Donít you
even have image
Bill stops playing and looks up at Arnie.
Four hundred bucks at Best
Then...Jack comes into frame, a confident smile on his
And everyone knows image
stabilization is for the
Jack is jarred by the image of himself on the video...
Jack on TV...he smiles as Kate walks into frame, easily
putting an arm around Jack...
So Jack, itís your wifeís
birthday, got anything to
say to her?
Itís your birthday?
Today? Whatís your
name? Where were you
Wait a minute. Youíre my
She slaps him playfully on the arm...
I do have one thing I
Kate looks at him expectantly. Then...
(singing to her)
Oh those fingers in my
hair, that sly come
hither stare, strips my
conscience bare, itís
Jack doesnít have the greatest voice in the world but
heís not the least bit self-conscious...and Kate seems
to like it, thereís a twinkle in her eye...some of the
guests focus their attention on Jack and Kate.
Jack winces, embarrassed, as he watches himself sing...
...and Iíve got no
defense for it, that heat
is too intense for it,
what good would common
sense for it do...
Bill Kramer still at the piano, chimes in with the
basic chords for ďWitchcract,Ē sounding it out as he
I know itís strictly
taboo...when you rouse
the need in me, my heart
says yes indeed in me,
proceed with what youíre
leadiní me to...
The camera catches the reactions of guests in the
crowd... the women, smiles on their faces, wrapped up
in the romance of the moment. Envy on the menís faces
as they watch Jack serenade his wife...
A musical interlude from Bill as Jack takes off his
jacket...some HOOTS and HOLLERS from the crowd...Arnie
captures the image of Kate whistling at her husband...
Arnie follows with the camera as Jack strolls in front
of the gathered guests...
Itís such an ancient
pitch, but one that Iíd
never switch, there ainít
no nicer witch than
Jack watches himself move gracefully. But itís no
longer embarrassment on his face, itís fascination...
Back in the video, the camera catches Evelyn Thompson
watching longingly as Jack moves back toward
Kate...Evelyn canít take it anymore, she abruptly turns
and walks toward the kitchen...
Jack raises an eyebrow...
In the video...Jack approaches Kate, she couldnít have
a more delighted look on her face. He picks up the
ĎCause itís witchcraft,
that koo koo
I know itís strictly
The camera pans across the crowd, even the men are
getting into it, focused on Jack as he sings lovingly,
unashamed, to his wife...Nick Careli mouths the words
along with Jack, almost as if heís studying him,
Jack watches the TV, seeing Nick do this...maybe he
underestimated his alter ego...
On the video...Jack staring into Kateís eyes...
...when you rouse the
need in me, my heart says
yes indeed to me, proceed
with what youíre leadiní
Jack and Kate exchange a sexy smile...
Itís such an ancient
pitch, but one that Iíd
Jack kisses her on the lips...HOOTS and HOLLERS from
ĎCause thereís no nicer
witch than you...
Kate brushes a hand across Jackís face...
Smash cut to Jack watching this...seeing the
connection, the heat between them...coveting it...
Back to the video...the music building...the crowd
completely in the palm of Jackís hand...
The camera closes in on Jack and Kate as the music
builds to a crescendo...
A little musical flourish from Bill as the crowd breaks
out into huge CHEERS and APPLAUSE...
Jack, watching this other version of himself in the video,
the center of attention, larger than life, focused on Kate...
Back on video...
sweetheart...I love you.
Kate leans over, giving Jack a deep kiss...OOHS and
AHHS from the crowd...but Jack and Kate are in their
own little world...
Jack continues to watch himself on the video, his smile
fading, becoming a look of realization...then loss...
A tear at the corner of his eye...
The SOUND fades in Jackís head as the action in the
Heís left standing there...silent, still...
72 INT. CAMPBELL MASTER BEDROOM - EARLY MORNING
Lucy licking Jackís face. Jack pushes the dog
The ALARM RINGS. Kate pushes the button to stop it.
Time to get up, honey...
Jack obliges without question, getting out of bed,
putting on a robe and slippers and exiting, still
73 INT. KITCHEN - SECONDS LATER
Jack walks into the kitchen.
He turns on the Mr. Coffee, gets a bottle from the
fridge, throws it in the microwave, removes it, and
74 INT. JOSHíS ROOM - CONTINUOUS
...into Joshís room. Josh is wide awake, standing up
in his crib, like a prisoner in a cell.
Jack gives him the bottle, pats his head perfunctorily,
and then walks out of the room...
CHAPTER TWELVE - HAPPY ANNIVERSARY
75 INT. BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
...and back into the bedroom to find Kate, sitting on
the bed, a wrapped present in front of her and a wide
smile on her face.
Jack stops, raising an eyebrow at the gift. He looks
behind, as if to ask whether itís for him, then back to
Terror on Jackís face.
(pushing the gift
Before you do whatever
crazy stunt youíve got
planned I want you to
Jack musters up a smile, then approaches the gift.
Maybe I should wait...
No, open it...
He hesitates, then begins unwrapping the package,
...a suit, similar in color and style to the Zegna
I found it at an outlet
store. I know itís a
knock-off, but I think
itíll look great on
(examining the label)
Jack is overcome with emotion...Yes, itís a ZEENA, but
this is probably the nicest thing anyoneís ever done
You really are
Enjoy it, sweetheart...
Jack looks at Kateís expectant face, suddenly
remembering how truly screwed he is.
Youíre probably expecting
something from me...
Heís sweating bullets...watching as Kate gets a quizzical
look on her face...
Hereís the thing. I
really hadnít planned on
giving you your...uh...
anniversary gift until
You know, anniversaryís
good all day...
What are you talking
about? You never wait
all day. You can barely
wait until itís light
I know that, but...
Beat. Kate looks at him like sheís looking into his
Jack stands there, silent.
You actually forgot our
Iíll fix it. Iíll go out
right now and get you
something. Iíll make it
That didnít help.
Jesus, Jack...Is this
where we are now? Is
this our marriage?
Suddenly Iím the wife who
has to drop hints two
weeks before her
anniversary so her
husband doesnít fuck it
Jack sees a tear run down her face...a pang of guilt on
Please donít cry...
Kate wipes the tear away but they just keep coming.
(shaking her head,
I donít want to be that,
Jack approaches her, holding out a hand but Kate pushes
it away, gets up and walks toward the bathroom...
Jack is left standing alone, holding Kateís gift...
76 INT. FRONT PORCH - MINUTES LATER
Jack emerges from the house, steps out onto the porch
for some air...
He shakes his head, a mixture of frustration and self-
pity on his face.
He notices Annieís bike leaning against the side of the
porch, and the bell that Cash gave him sitting on its
He takes a step toward it, and gives the bell a gentle
RING ...he looks around, as if heís expecting someone
to appear ...but thereís no one. He RINGS the bell
again, louder this time, really trying to attract
Nothing. Finally, he lifts the bike up in the air,
RINGING the bell with everything heís got...
(shouting to the
Címon, goddamnit, how was
I supposed to know the
date of their
anniversary!? I never
Pull back...Annie in the doorway...looking at him.
Put the bicycle back on
Jack turns and sees her, gently lowering the bicycle.
77 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE KITCHEN - MORNING
Jack is mixing a glass of chocolate milk. Annie, arms
folded, is waiting expectantly. He finishes, sliding
the glass to her.
She takes a long sip, puts the glass down, a chocolate
milk mustache on her lip.
Not bad...I shoulda
warned you. Dad always
does something really
special for their
One year he had a solar
system named after her...
Donít you think thatís a
Mom liked it.
Jack raises an eyebrow.
Maybe thereís a jewelry
store back at the mall.
I could get her a pair of
earrings or something.
Thatís good but...you did
forget the anniversary.
Right. Thatís a major
So if Iím Kate...I canít
really afford the finer
things, my husbandís
career is a crushing
disappointment to me,
Iím trapped in suburbia...
Did he ever take her to
Annie smiles, impressed.
Youíre really gettiní the
hang of this.
Suddenly, a look of confidence comes over Jackís face.
For the first time, he seems like a man in control.
78 INT. BEDROOM - LATE AFTERNOON
Annie is sitting on the bed watching her mother get
Kate, wearing a silky slip, walks out of her closet
carrying two dresses on hangers, a red one and a sexy
little black one.
Kate holds out the two dresses to Annie.
Which do you think?
Annie thinks about it for a moment, taking it very
The black one...
Kate nods. Sheís about to put it on when she looks at
Fightingís a part of it,
Annie. You know that,
Iím not worried, Mom.
Heís still learning our
Kate looks at her with a raised eyebrow, then nods.
Itís true. She puts down the dress and holds out a
hand to Annie.
Kate leads her to the makeup table, then opens a
Kate nods then applies some red lipstick to Annieís
Now go like this...
Kate rubs her lips together, showing Annie how to do
it. Annie mimics her Mom, then Kate looks at her Ė
Youíre gonna break a lot
of hearts, you know.
A smile from Annie...
Pull back to reveal...Jack standing at the door,
watching ...appreciating the kind of mother Kate is...
80 EXT. LOIRE - NIGHT
A small, elegant French restaurant hidden on a tree-
lined lower Manhattan street.
81 INT. LOIRE - SAME TIME
Jack is wearing the suit Kate gave him. Itís not a
Zegna, but he looks pretty damn good.
He leads Kate toward the cloak room at this intimate
He helps her off with her coat. Kateís wearing the
sexy little black dress and we can immediately see its
You look beautiful...
A charmed smile from Kate as she hands Jack her coat.
Jack hands the coats over to the COAT CHECK GIRL...
Jack fakes a SNEEZE, trying to cover up...Kate gives
him a pat on the back...
He takes Kate by the arm...
He leads her to the main room.
She looks out at the room, elegant tables, French
country decor, a PIANIST playing Cole Porter...
(quietly to Jack)
Jack...can we afford all
Whatís the difference?
Iím taking my baby out
for our anniversary, damn
How do you even know
about this place?
Jackís caught for a moment. Then...
Arnie. Heíll throw you a
curve ball once in a
while, thatís for sure...
Jack puts his arm around her and kisses her on the
82 INT. LOIRE - A LITTLE LATER
Jack and Kate sit at a secluded table, a WAITER
standing next to them. Jackís not even looking at the menu.
Weíll have the tureen of
quail breast with
shiitake mushrooms to
start, then the veal
medallions in raspberry
truffle sauce and the sea
scallops with pureed
scallops, North of the
Kate looks at Jack, a mixture of confusion and awe on
Very good, sir. And may
I say those are all
Also, weíll have a bottle
of Lafite, 1982.
Kate reaches over and pulls down the wine list, reading
it upside down.
Itís five hundred and
fifty dollars, Jack!
A wince from Jack...for a moment there it was almost
Just a glass of red wine
for each of us...
The waiter nods, then walks toward the kitchen...
You are so not off the
hook yet, slick.
But Iím gettiní close, right?
A noncommittal nod from Kate. Then Jack notices her
look over at the pianist, drawn in by the music.
You want to dance?
A puzzled look from Kate. Thereís nobody else
dancing. There isnít even much room to dance...
I donít think thereís
dancing here, Jack.
Jack gets up and holds out a hand.
Sure there is...
Kate looks around again, then she smiles.
Kate rises, taking his hand. Jack takes her in his
arms, swaying slowly in the limited amount of space,
confident and self-assured.
The pianist looks up, smiling, appreciating their role
in this romantic moment.
Kate moves with Jack, following his lead comfortably.
They look good together...in sync with each other...
People are watching them...some of the men are
impressed, others are scoffing, but the women are
Pretty good for a tire
salesman from Jersey...
Jack flashes her his most charming smile.
I have my moments...
They continue to dance, in a world of their own...
83 INT. LOIRE - LATE
Jack and Kate at the table enjoying a gourmet meal.
Jack holds out a fork with a piece of veal for Kate.
She takes a bite.
(spearing a scallop)
...here, try one of
Jack takes a scallop from Kateís fork.
(savoring the scallop)
God I missed that
Why are you laughing?
Kate shoots him a look of curiosity. Jack looks back
at her, sees the trust in her face...He puts down his
I need to tell you
I think it may help us
but thereís a slight
chance it could make
She hears the seriousness in his voice.
Now Iím worried...just
say it. Whatever it is
weíll deal with it.
Are you sure?
She nods. Jack searches his mind for the right words.
I feel like Iím living
someone elseís life...
Jack looks to her, expecting the worst. But she just
nods reassuringly. He continues...
I used to be so sure
about everything, you
know? I knew exactly who
I was and what I wanted.
Then one morning I woke
up and suddenly it was
Worse, you mean...
No. Well, maybe a few
things. But mostly just
Jack lets out a small smile. Now heís the one whoís
I never used to be like
this, Kate. I had it all
figured out. No doubts,
He looks at her, staring into her eyes, almost
desperate for understanding.
A raised eyebrow from Jack.
I think itís good to be a
little unsure about who
you are. Itís very
But you always seem so
Címon, Jack, you think
there arenít mornings
when I wake up and wonder
what the hell Iím doing
in New Jersey...
Thatís a big one for me,
My office is a dump, I
answer my own phone...and
youíve seen my pay check.
Your pay check is a
disgrace to pay checks.
I mean yes, I help people
that need it...
I guess...some of them
are probably faking.
(a laugh, then...)
God, sometimes I think it
would be so nice not to
have to stretch ground
beef or maybe drive a car
with a CD player...
He smiles, right there with her.
Imagine having a life
where everything was
easy...where you asked
for things and people
just brought them to
Kate laughs, nodding.
A pause, then...
I think about it, too,
Jack. I do. I think
about the kind of person
Iíd be if I hadnít
Itís as if sheís inside his head. They stay like this
for a moment, looking into each other.
She stops a moment, considering. Then...
And I realize Iíve just
erased the things in my
life Iím most sure
about. You, the kids...
What are you sure about?
Jack looks into Kateís eyes.
Iím sure that right now
thereís nowhere Iíd
rather be than here with
Kate smiles at Jack, a loving, secure smile. Itís been
84 EXT. PENSION - NIGHT
The mini-van parked outside a small brownstone right on
the square. Itís like something out of a Henry James
novel... charming, meticulously maintained, elegant...
85 INT. PENSION, SUITE - A LITTLE LATER
The door opens and Jack, carrying Kate in his arms,
Jack puts Kate down and she takes in the room, antique
furniture...itís like walking into another world...
This is so beautiful...
Jack smiles as he opens a champagne bottle sitting on a
silver ice bucket...
You know champagne makes
me do crazy things.
Iíll just full yours up
to the top.
(handing her a
Kate smiles, clinking her glass with Jackís.
I donít know how you did
it, hoss, but you pulled
Iím out of the doghouse?
Kate saunters into the bedroom, looking at the king-
size poster bed, feeling the down quilt. Jack follows
(turning to him)
You may even get lucky
Kate kisses him...when their lips separate, we can see
the powerful effect it has on him.
Jack looks deep into her eyes, stroking her hair, lost
I already told you you
were gonna get lucky,
They kiss again, a long soulful kiss. Then...
Jack pulls back, a look of realization on his face...
My god, all this time...I
never stopped loving
(a wide smile)
Thatís all I wanted to
She kisses him, their bodies intertwined...hands
caressing ...more and more passionate...then reaches
behind her to the light. The room goes dark...
86 INT. PENSION, SUITE - MORNING
Morning sun streams onto Jack and Kate in bed...
Kate, in Jackís arms, her head on his chest, a
contented smile on her face...
Jackís eyes open...adjust to the light. He looks over
Thereís something different in his eyes...something
deeper. Jack smiles...a broad, ďIím in loveĒ kind of
Kate stirs, gently stroking Jackís chest.
Kate lifts her head, turning to face Jack.
I feel like I should give
I mean, my god, Jack you
were always good but
this...this was... like a
Kate lays her head back on Jackís chest, looking at
Washington Square through the window.
I could stay here
I donít think Iíd fight
you on that one...
Kate lifts her head and looks at him expectantly. They
87 EXT. NEW JERSEY STREET - NIGHT
The mini-van passes a sign that reads, ďWelcome to
88 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, VARIOUS - MORNING
Annie walking through the downstairs of the house,
practicing her violin...itís a noise bordering on
MUSIC, but not quite...
She walks into the kitchen where...
Jack stands at the counter in his robe, reading the
Newark Star Ledger and drinking a cup of coffee.
He lowers the paper, watches Annie with a smile as she
strolls through the room playing her violin badly...he
goes back to his paper.
89 INT. JACKíS CLOSET - MINUTES LATER
Jack, still singing, donning his Dockers and short-
89A EXT. CAMPBELL HOUSE - MORNING
The front door of the Campbell House...
Jack emerges in his work clothes, putting his coat on,
a bagel in his mouth...
He disappears from frame, the screen door closing
slowly behind him...
In a moment...Kate appears at the door, a cup of coffee
in her hand...she follows Jack with her eyes as he
heads to the car.
Then...a smile from Kate...
In a moment...Jack returns to frame and heads straight
into Kateís arms...
...a passionate kiss as she leans against the door
Have a good day...
A smile from Jack as she pats him on the ass and sends
him on his way...
90 EXT. BIG EDíS - AFTERNOON
Jack, pointing to a stack of radials, is standing with
a MAN (40s) wearing a pale blue leisure suit and a pair
of high top Nike Air Jordans.
For the money, theyíre
hands down the best
radial we carry...
Okay, Iíll take them...
You wonít regret it...
(shouting to Tommy)
Tommy! Set Mr. Conlin up
with four B.F. Goodrich
(looking the man
...and give him ten
percent off for having
the best costume...
Just then, a black ROLLS ROYCE SILVER SERAPH pulls into
the lot, its front left tire riding on the rim...
(over P.A. system)
Jack, Kate on line two!
Jack pick up two!
Jack turns toward the door, but then looks curiously
back at the Rolls...something familiar about it...
Then...Peter Lassiter gets out of the car...
(walking out to Jack)
Kateís on two, Jack.
(on seeing the Rolls)
(staring at Lassiter)
If youíre into that kind
You want me to handle
him? I think Iím
(over P.A. system)
Jack! Kate still holding
on line two...
Sure...be careful, he
looks like a tough
Jack walks inside...
91 INT. BIG EDíS TIRES - CONTINUOUS
...but heís still focused on Lassiter through the
window, canít take his eyes off him...
He gets to the phone...sees the light for line two
blinking ...he looks back outside, sees Kenny approach
...back to the blinking phone light...he picks up the
But canít bring himself to hit the blinking light.
(to Estelle, into
Tell Kate Iíll call her
INTERCUT WITH ESTELLE IN HER OFFICE
It sounded pretty
Iím with a customer.
Iíll call her back.
He takes his hand away from the phone and walks back
outside the store...
CHAPTER THIRTEEN - PETER LASSITER
92 EXT. BIG EDíS TIRES - CONTINUOUS
...towards Kenny and Lassiter.
I seem to have had some
kind of blow out...
Jack approaches, tapping Kenny on the shoulder.
Why donít you let me take
this one, Kenny?
Kenny nods then heads back inside...
Do I know you?
Not exactly. Iíve seen you
(with a smile)
You look taller in real
93 INT. BIG EDíS TIRED, JACKíS OFFICE - LATE
Jack leaning back in his chair, behind the desk of his
cluttered, cramped office.
...truth is, Mintz was so
busy timing his wifeís
breathing he didnít see
that MedTech needed
Global more than the
other way around. Ten
days, two weeks tops,
they wouldíve approached
you with an offer, and
Iíd bet anything it
wouldíve been thirty
billion, not twenty
(a knowing smile)
Problem was, Peter, you
had a pussycat running
the show. What you needed
was a rottweiler.
Lassiter, sitting on the little chair across from Jack,
an intrigued look on his face...
Well, Iím impressed.
A smile from Jack.
I really am...
Jack savors the moment, until...
So, about my car...
Heís jarred back to reality, a little crestfallen...
Sure. Weíre going to
have to special order
that tire. Itíll be
ready in about two days.
Lassiter nods, then takes a business card out of his
This has my office address
Why donít you drop it off
A smile from Jack.
94 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, JACKíS BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT
Kate, sound asleep in bed...
Pan across to Jack, his eyes wide open, lost in
95 INT. BIG EDíS, JACKíS OFFICE - DAY
Jack wearing his Zeena suit, sitting behind his desk,
distracted, as he listens to HECTOR, 40s, the
...I say to her, Margarita,
we already have four kids,
why do we need more?
Jack is shaking his leg anxiously under the desk as he
eyes the door...
But she say she want an
even number. I say four
is an even number! But
she say she want six.
Jack checks his watch...
I tell her, Margarita, I
just got my green card,
I like to sit back and
rest a little bit...
Hector...do I usually
listen to your personal
Sure, Jack, all the time...
Jack nods, then...
Look, I have some business
that I have to take care
of in the city so Iím
My advice to you...follow
96 EXT. LASSITER BUILDING - AFTERNOON
Jack pulling up to the building in Lassiterís Rolls...
He gets out of the car, walks to the building, feeling
good, confident, stopping to gaze up at the
skyscraper...he breathes in deeply, then heads
96A INT. LASSITER BUILDING - CONTINUOUS
Jack enters, instinctively tossing the car keys to the
SECURITY GUARD...the guard looks at him like heís
97 INT. LASSITER BUILDING CORRIDOR - MINUTES LATER
Jack and Lassiter walk together...
...weíre really more of a
boutique operation, as
you can see...
But youíre not interested
in boutique dollars...
I get it...
They walk into...
98 INT. ALAN MINTZíS OUTER OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Past the assistantís desk...
Heís expecting you, Mr.
Lassiter doesnít even slow down...
99 INT. ALAN MINTZíS OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Itís Jackís old office but you wouldnít know it from
the decor...lots of country pine, a fabric sofa, and a
play pen where the bar used to be. Jack enters,
immediately struck by the difference...
Alan, this is Jack
Campbell...the one I was
telling you about...
Mintz, a confident look on his face, gets up from the
desk and goes to shake Jackís hand.
Jack, of course.
They shake hands.
Please, call me Alan. We
try to cultivate a casual
atmosphere around here...
(re: play pen)
I can see that, Alan.
A chuckle from Mintz.
You have kids, Jack?
Uh...actually, yes. Two...
Another laugh from Mintz.
Why donít you have a seat?
Jack nods, sits down on the plush sofa, Mintz and
Lassiter take the chairs.
So, Peter mentioned that
you were an avid CNBC
watcher but didnít say
whether you had any
actual Wall Street
Jackís a little taken aback by the question, not
realizing he was walking into an interview...
He crosses his legs, trying to get comfortable.
I was a sales associate,
at E.F. Hutton.
A broker? Really. And now
youíre in the tire
Thatís right. And auto
Uh huh. The retail end, I
Uh...we actually get about
sixty percent of our
business from automotive
Mind if I ask what kind of
sales you did last year?
We did one point seven
million in total revenue...
Uh huh...one point seven.
And what do you project for
Jack pauses, analyzing the situation...the patronizing
questions, the smirk on Mintzís face...
Any thoughts at all on
As Jack stares into their faces, he realizes the extent
of his handicap...
He stops, takes a moment, looking at Mintz and Lassiter
then ...a confident smile.
Well, Alan, I think weíre
gonna have a banner year.
Sales are up almost
twenty percent in the
first quarter and we just
landed a major trucking
Really. So youíre
projecting what, a tad
over two million?
A gleam in Jackís eye.
Thatís right. And that
would make us number one
in our market...
You mind if I stand?
A raised eyebrow from Mintz.
Mintz and Lassiter follow Jack with their eyes as he
crosses the room to the desk, pours himself a glass of
Look, I know our paltry
little two million in
sales is about what you
spend on office supplies
in a year. And I know
some regional trucking
company account is
nothing compared to a
sixty billion dollar
Iím not trying to knock
the tire business, Jack.
(a confident chuckle)
Itís okay, Alan. I get it.
Iím in your shoes, Iím
thinking exactly the same
thing...but hereís the
thing. Business is
business. Wall Street,
Main Street, itís all
just a bunch of people
getting up in the morning,
trying to figure out how
the hell theyíre gonna
send their kids to
college. Itís just
Jackís confidence is throwing Mintz off, but Lassiter
And I know people.
Iím sure you do...
Letís let the man have
Mintz covers his embarrassment with a smile...
Take you, for instance...
What about me?
You drink about sixteen
Diet Cokes a day. Youíre
an excellent father, but
you feel guilty about the
time you spend away from
home. You drink bourbon,
but you offer your
Jack looks around the office then back to Mintz.
And your wife decorated
A laugh from Lassiter as Mintz sits there stewing, a
caught look on his face.
He certainly has your
(turning to Lassiter)
Youíre a little tougher,
A raised eyebrow from Lassiter, but heís game...
For one thing, you like
Thatís easy. Youíve seen
Okay...you smoke Hoyo de
Monterreys. Youíre a
scotch man, single malt,
not because itís trendy
but because youíve been
doing it for forty years,
and you stay with what
works. You have two great
loves in your life, your
horses and this company.
You wept openly the day
the Dow hit ten thousand...
And youíre a man who
prides himself on finding
talent in unusual
Oh? And how would you
Because Iím here.
On Lassiter...nodding his head. Mintz, a plastered-on
Iím prepared to do
anything it takes to get
this job. Start anywhere
you need me to start.
Iíll park cars if I
The biggest part of
judging character is
knowing yourself. And I
know this, I can do this
job. Give me a chance,
Peter, I wonít let you
Lassiter returns Jackís gaze with equal intensity. In a
moment, he turns to Mintz.
Alan, why donít you show
Jack around a bit...
Iíd love to.
100 INT. LASSITER BUILDING CORRIDOR - MINUTES LATER
Jack and Alan walking side by side down the hallway...
EMPLOYEES passing them by, greeting Mintz, Mintz waving
...thatís our war room.
We did seven major deals
last year, three of them
They turn a corner, coming into a deserted section of
Mintz stops, turning to Jack. Jack returns Mintzís
gaze with a quizzical look.
Letís cut the shit, huh
Campbell? What, did you go
through his wallet or
Jackís a little taken aback.
No matter. That circus
act back there may have
momentarily but it
doesnít do shit forme.
Even if you get this job,
which I highly doubt, let
me warn you, Lassiter
loses interest in his pet
projects very quickly.
Iím in the big office
because Iíve proved
myself to him year after
year and nobody is going
to come in here and start
turning the old manís
head. Especially not some
tire salesman from New
Jersey. So you watch
yourself and stay away
from Lassiter, and maybe,
just maybe, Iíll keep you
on after he gets tired of
you. Do we understand
Jack stands there, staring at Mintz, silent,
Then, a broad smile from Jack.
God, you really are
different, arenít you...
I mean...wow...I am
Now itís Mintzís turn to look quizzical.
Good for you. Why shouldnít
you protect whatís yours.
I donít think youíre hearing
Oh, Iím hearing you, Alan.
Thatís not the problem.
The problem is that what
you think is yours, is
really mine. And I donít
care how low on the totem
pole I start, I will get
(poking him in
So do yourself a favor and
donít get too attached to
that view because sometime
soon, maybe very soon, you
and your French country
antiques, your chintz sofa,
and your little play pen
are gonna be moving out of
Jack smiles at Alan one more time, then turns...
Oh, and by the way, you
try selling tires for a
living. I promise you,
Jack heads down the corridor, whistling a happy tune,
leaving Mintz standing there, bewildered.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN - A PERFECT LIFE?
101 INT. CORPORATE APARTMENT - DAY
A double door opens and Jack leads Kate into this huge
duplex. Kate looks around, taking the place in.
Welcome to Xanadu...
The place is incredible...marble floors, architectural
lines, high tech fixtures, elegant modern furniture...
itís striking but not at all homey like the Jersey
Pretty incredible, isnít
Itís like a museum.
(turning to Jack)
So whatís the big
surprise? You didnít
rent this place for
the weekend, did you?
For the week?
This place is a perk,
A perk for what?
A company called P.K.
Lassiter and Associates
Investment House uses it
to attract new
Youíre talking to their
new Vice President of
Mergers and Acquisitions.
What are you talking
Iím going into arbitrage,
honey. Turns out I have
a knack for it. Iíll be
making two hundred grand
a year plus a hefty bonus
and thatís just to
start. And, we can live
in this apartment
practically rent free for
as long as we want.
Jack measures her reaction. Itís not good...
We can finally afford to
move back into the city.
Kate just looks at him, in shock. Then...
Are you out of your mind?
I donít think so. This
is going to be a better
life for all of us,
honey. Weíll put Annie
and Josh in private
Annie goes to a great
Iím talking about the
best schools in the
country here, Kate...
Jack, what could you
possibly be thinking?
What about my job?
This is New York City,
itís like the needy
people capital of the
world. Those Jersey
clients of yours arenít a
tenth as pathetic as the
ones you could get
(cutting him off)
I canít believe you want
to move back into the
city. I thought the
reason we left was
because we didnít want to
raise the kids here?
No, this is the center of
the universe. If I were
living in Roman times, I
would live in Rome, where
else? Today, America is
the Roman Empire and New
York is Rome itself.
(cutting him off)
Jackís starting to struggle...
Look, Iím detecting a
kind of funky tension
here...We donít have to
live in this apartment.
I donít need this...Iíll
commute...Iíll drive to
Jackís back on his heels...seeing his dream picked
In traffic? Itís over an
hour each way? Thatís
almost three hours a
day. When are you going
to see the kids?
Heís frustrated...he pauses a moment to gather
Kate. Youíre not
understanding me. Iím
talking about a great
life. A perfect life.
Everything we pictured
when we were young. The
whole package. You said
it yourself, life has
thrown us surprises, and
so we made sacrifices.
But now I can finally get
us back on track...
A sad chuckle from Kate.
I can do that. I want to
do that. For all of us.
I need to do that as a
Think about it. No more
lousy restaurants, no
more clipping coupons, no
more shoveling snow...
Then get a goddamn snow
Jackís taken aback by the intensity of her tone.
Donít get a new career
without even telling me.
Donít take Annie out of a
school she loves. Donít
move us out of a house
weíve become a family
Kate stands there, wounded...
Donít do that...
Look, youíre making this
into something itís not.
This isnít a referendum
on our lives, Kate. Itís
a step forward...
(appealing to her)
Donít you see? Iím
talking about us finally
having a life other
Silence. Kate looks him in the eye Ė a deep, piercing
They already do envy us,
Kate picks up her bag and walks out of the apartment.
103 INT. ANNIEíS ROOM - NIGHT
Annie is in a nightgown, practicing her violin. Jack
Itís all he can do to hold back cringing at the missed
notes. Annie finishes the piece, lowering the bow.
Very nice. What is it?
Mary Had A Little Lamb.
Ah. A classic...
Annie starts PLAYING again as Jack looks at the
dresser. She has 20 or so family photos lined up and
down its sides...
Jack studies them...in every one Jackís face is totally
contented. Jack studies them, looking at his own face.
Annie lowers the bow, watching him...
Jack turns to her.
Please donít stop...
She smiles, then starts PLAYING again. He turns back
to the pictures...
104 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, DEN - LATE
Jack...standing in front of the desk, nursing a drink.
He looks at Lassiterís business card, sitting on the
surface of the desk...
He gazes around the room...his eyes coming to rest on a
He moves toward it...looking at its spine...itís a
tattered copy of Vonnegutís ďCatís Cradle.Ē He pulls
it off the shelf, thereís something inside...a
...a PAN AM ticket jacket sleeve...
...inside...a boarding pass...ĒFrom: London/Heathrow,
To: New York/JFK, 10/4/87.Ē
He looks at it...somethingís not right...
From London to New York...?
I came back...
Jack turns and sees Kate walking into the doorway,
standing there...She sees Jack holding the Pan Am
Our finest moment,
A quizzical look from Jack.
When you got on that
plane I was sure it was
over. I left the airport
afraid Iíd never see you
again. And then you
showed up the very next
(a wistful smile)
That was a good
She continues into the room, leaning against a
I think about you on that
plane, about what must
have been going through
your mind...you sitting
there imagining our life
together, our life
apart...I think about the
decision you made...
Jack watches her as she lets out a small sigh.
Maybe I was being naive
but I believed weíd grow
old together in this
house. That weíd spend
holidays here, have g
randchildren visit us
here. I had this image
of us all grey and
wrinkly, me working in
the garden, you
repainting the deck...
Kate smiles gently as she pictures this.
Things change, right?
If you need this, Jack, I
mean really need this, I
will take these children
from a life they love,
and take myself from the
only home weíve ever
shared, and move wherever
you need to go. Iíll do
that because I love
The words are like a warm embrace for Jack...
I love you, Jack. And
thatís more important to
me than our address...
Kate smiles lovingly at Jack...she walks over to him,
kisses him gently on the forehead.
I choose us.
She turns and heads out of the room, leaving him there,
the boarding pass still in hand, staring lovingly at
her as she goes...
105 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE MASTER BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT
Jack walks into the room...
The lights are off, Kate already in bed sleeping.
He undresses for bed, unable to take his eyes off Kate.
Finally, he lifts the covers and climbs into bed next
to her, moving closer to her, putting an arm around
her, drawing her in...
In her sleep, Kate nestles in Jackís embrace. He
savors the feeling, then closes his eyes as...
They lay there...side by side...together...a single
106 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE MASTER BEDROOM - MORNING
The morning light streams into the room. Kate opens
her eyes. Jackís not in bed. A look of curiosity.
Then, she hears LAUGHTER from outside.
She goes over to the window...opens the blinds...
Jack in the backyard, LAUGHING with joy, playing in the
snow with Annie and Josh.
Kate watches...a satisfied smile sweeping across her
107 EXT. CAMPBELL HOUSE BACKYARD - SAME TIME
...Jack reaches out and snags Annie...she CACKLES in
The three of them fall over onto the soft white snow...
The laughter from the kids is uncontrollable, Jackís
joy is just as palpable...
Finally, Annie stops laughing and grabs Jack around the
neck, hugging his tight.
I knew youíd come back...
108 INT. GARAGE - NIGHT
Jack walks over to a utility shelf, fishing around
until he finds a bag of rock salt...he grabs it, sees
And then he hears it...the sound of a BICYCLE BELL
RINGING, echoing through the room.
A shudder passes through his body...
He turns and sees Annie at the open garage door,
sitting on her bike, ringing the BELL.
Itís an eerie moment for Jack...
What are you doing?
(a curious look)
Ringing my bell...
On Jackís anxious face...
CHAPTER FIFTEEN Ė SAYING GOODBYE
110 INT. CONVENIENCE STORE - NIGHT
On Jack...crouched down in an aisle of this local
convenience store...checking out the bags of rock
He looks at the price tag on one of the bags...
Four ninety nine?! Itís just
salt for godís sake...
On the entrance to the store...the door opens, a YOUNG
GIRL, 17, enters, an average suburban teenager...
She glances at a fashion magazine, picks up a package
From the POV of the cashier, we see the girl approach
On Jack, crouched down in the aisle. He grabs a bag of
salt from the shelf, when...
Thatíll be sixty five cents,
Jack registers the voice...he rises slowly, looking
over to the front counter...where he sees...
Cash, dressed in a typical chain convenience store
uniform, ringing up the teenager...
An excited smile from Jack at the sight of Cash...
Then...the color drains from Jackís face...
What are you doing here...
Jack moves toward Cash at the counter...
Youíre not sending me
The girl eyes Jack curiously, then removes a dollar
bill from her pocket and slides it across the counter
Jack, itís good to see
Cash reaches into the register, taking out change for
ten dollars...he hands the girl $9.35...
(to the girl)
Thank you darliní...
The girl looks at the money, realizing that Cash has
given her the wrong change...
(back to Jack,
What do you got there,
rock salt? Look at you,
all domestic and shit...
You really figured some
things out, huh?
The girl looks at Cash talking to Jack...
Iím not going back...
The girl hesitates...Cash turns to her...
(to the girl)
She looks at him, a moment of decision, then...
(raising his voice)
Hey! Did you hear me...?!
Cash ignores Jack, watching the girl as she heads to
the door, hesitates a moment, then walks out...
A look of disappointment on Cashís face as he reaches
into his pocket, pulling out a little notebook...
Cash looks at Jack.
(making a note
in his book)
That was a character issue...
(shaking his head)
...and for nine dollars?
Thatís just sad...
Hey, Iím talking to you!
I am not going back, do you
Cash looks at him, compassion on his face.
You canít do this. You
canít keep coming in and
out of peopleís lives,
messing things up...
Jack throws six bucks on the counter...
Iíve got kids, Iím going
You know what the word
glimpse means, J? Itís
by nature an impermanent
Jack walks determinedly toward the exit. He stops and
turns at the door...
Cash follows him with his eyes, a proud look on Cashís
face as Jack leaves...
111 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, JOSHíS ROOM - LATE NIGHT
Jack walks to Josh. Heís sleeping soundly.
Jack gently kisses Josh on the head, careful not to
112 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE, ANNIEíS ROOM - LATE NIGHT
Jack is standing over Annie, kissing her on the cheek.
Is it morning yet?
No, honey. Go back to
She closes her eyes as Jack stands there for a moment
looking at her, sadness all over his face.
Take care of yourself,
Annie. Iím going back to
the mother ship...
Finally, he turns to go...
113 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE MASTER BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT
The clock reads, ď11:17.Ē Kate is already in bed as
Jack walks in.
(looking up from
Jack approaches her, sitting on the bed...
These last weeks, Kate, I
know that Iíve done
Itís been interesting,
thatís for sure.
But Iíve done some good
things too, havenít I?
Youíve been Jack
Campbell. And thatís
always a good thing...
She kisses him on the cheek.
He takes her arms in his hands and looks her in the
I need you to remember
me, Kate. How I am right
now, right this very
moment. I need you to
put that image in your
heart and keep it with
you, no matter what
Are you okay, Jack?
Please, just promise me
youíll do that. You have
to promise, Kate.
Because if you donít,
then itís like it never
happened and I donít
think I could live with
Sheís a bit confused but she couldnít be more in love
I promise, Jack...
Promise me again...
I promise. Come to bed,
Jack stands up, heading toward the door.
114 EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - LATE NIGHT
Snow begins to fall...
Jack with Lucy on a leash, walking side by side, his
Lucy leads him around a corner...to a large open
Lucy stops. She looks back at Jack, then out to the
Jack removes the leash. The dog bounds happily out
into the field, looking for just the right spot.
Jack puts his hands in his coat pocket...pulls out a
half-eaten roll of PEPPERMINT LIFESAVERS, puts one in
He looks up at the sky, snow gently falling onto his
face. Itís cold, but itís beautiful...peaceful and
still...the air clean and crisp...
He breathes in the fresh air, the Lifesaver dissolving
in his mouth, watching the dog...
115 INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE MASTER BEDROOM - LATE NIGHT
The room is dark...
Jack enters, sees Kate sleeping soundly in bed.
He sits down in a chair and watches Kate asleep, a sad
look in his eyes...
As he continues to watch her, to listen to her, his own
eyelids appear to grow heavy...
He tries to fight the sleep...opening his eyes...
focusing on her...but itís no use...
Finally, he closes his eyes...falling into a deep
CHAPTER SIXTEEN Ė THE OLD LIFE
116 INT. JACKíS APARTMENT, BEDROOM - MORNING
A PHONE RINGING
Jack, flat on his back in bed...Light streams onto
his face ...he stirs...
THE PHONE STILL RINGING...
Jack reaches over to Kateís side...thereís no one
Pull back to reveal...his old Manhattan apartment...
his old dressy clothes strewn on the floor...
Jack, sleep still in his eyes, reaches over...heís not
wearing any pajamas...picks up the phone...
Yeah...okay, send her
He drops the phone...turns back over...letís his eyes
stay closed for another moment...then...
His eyes open...
He looks around...sees his shirtless torso...then his
old apartment...tailored clothes on the floor.
Jack looks at the clock, ď9:23 a.m.Ē He gets out of
bed, throwing on pants and a pair of shoes, and leaves
117 INT. JACKíS APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
...Jack walks to the door just as...
The doorbell RINGS. He stops, then cautiously opens
the door, seeing...
PAULA, wearing a long overcoat and a wide smile on her
Waiting for me by the door,
Jack looks at her.
Paula opens her coat Ė the only thing she has on
underneath is a sexy little teddy.
Thatís totally see through...
Christmas? It canít be
Jack stares at her, totally confused...
Itís whatever you want it
to be, Jack...
Jack grabs a leather jacket then walks right by a
shocked Paula and heads out the door, practically
running down the corridor.
118 EXT. GEORGE WASHINGTON BRIDGE - MORNING
Jackís Ferrari speeds down the bridge, toward Jersey...
119 EXT. CAMPBELL HOUSE - MORNING
Jackís Ferrari pulls up in the driveway and he hops
out. He races to the front door, POUNDING on it...
A MAN in a Van Heusen shirt and Hagar slacks answers.
Jack stares at him in shock.
Can I help you?
Is Kate here? Does Kate live
Kate? No, thereís no one here
named Kate. Is that good
enough for you?
Jack starts rapping his head against the door post,
much to the shock of the guy standing there.
Hey, are you okay?
Is there anything I can do
Jack shakes his head mournfully.
Hey, my wifeís in the kitchen.
You got a cigarette?
Iím sorry, no...
Jack walks off, beleaguered...
120 EXT. ARNIEíS HOUSE - MINUTES LATER
Jackís car drives by as Arnie carries a bicycle box out
to the garbage. The car screeches to a halt in front
of the driveway.
(shouting at Jack)
Hey, you canít park that
(out the window)
Itís me, Jack...
I donít care if youíre Tim
Allen with your fancy car
and all your tools, you
still canít park here.
Tell me you recognize me,
Howíd you know my name?
We bowl together. Weíre
bowlers ...we won a
I never won anything in
Arnie peers at Jack through the window.
Wait a second...
Of course. Jack Campbell. I
went to high school with
you...you played baseball,
(at the Ferrari)
Youíre doing well...
Yes, thatís it...yes, we
went to high school together.
You never really talked to
me. I wanted to talk to
Yeah...I guess I just
wanted you to know, we
couldíve been really good
120A INT. FERRARI - DAY
Jack driving...a CELL PHONE RINGS.
A curious look on Jackís face, itís been a while since
heís heard that sound.
Hey Santa, where are you?
You were supposed to be here
half an hour ago...the
emergency strategy session?
Your trip to Aspen? Theyíre
all panicked here...
Silence from Jack...
ADELLE (CONTíD, O.S.)
Jack...? Are you going through
Finally, Jack shakes his head, defeated.
Iíll be there in twenty
121 INT. LASSITER BUILDING, CONFERENCE ROOM - NOON TIME
Itís a beehive of activity...
Jackís TEAM, anxiously going over reports and flow
charts, working the phones, drinking coffee...
Jack enters, still reeling from his experience, taking
a moment to observe the action...
Mintz spots him...
Thank god, Jackís here. Iíll
call you right back...
He hangs up the phone as all eyes in the room turn to
Jack, immediately fixating on how disheveled he looks.
Jack, are you okay?
(in a daze)
Whatís going on here?
Itís not good. Bob Thomas
has secretly been talking to
a European drug company.
Weíre not sure which one,
Juliaís on it right now.
Word is theyíre willing to
let him buy a minority stake
and keep running the entire
company. The Global people
are up in arms. They say
we shouldíve been prepared
for this. Weíre in trouble
Jack looks at Alan for a minute.
You know something, Alan.
Thereís a much more assertive
person somewhere inside of
Alan looks at him, confused.
But I think I like you better
Is this another one of those
Sun Tzu ďArt of WarĒ tricks?
A sad laugh from Jack.
So what are we gonna do,
Jack wallows for another moment in his own sadness...
Jack snaps out of it, turning to Alan and the rest of
Iíll tell you exactly what
weíre going to do. Youíre
going to do whatever you
have to do to find out which
European company heís been
talking to. Then Iím going
to clean myself up, fly to
Aspen, and drink egg nog
with Bob Thomas. His wife
and kids will be playing in
the background while I spend
Christmas day convincing him
that the European company is
the devil and Global is the
answer to his prayers, after
Then Iím going to spend four
hours skiing. Alone. On
Christmas day. Completely
and utterly alone. Iím going
to do that because that is
my life, that is whatís
real, and there is nothing
I can do to change that...
Jack leaves the office to the shocked stares of his
122 EXT. BROADWAY - DAY
Jackís limo makes its way downtown.
123 INT. LIMO - SAME TIME
Jack in the back seat of the limo, sadly looking out
the window, watching the buildings pass by...
He turns away, looks at the phone...haltingly picks it
Reynolds...I need an address
Jack jots something down on a business card. Then he
hangs up the phone, thinks a moment, looks out the
window, then turns to the driver...
Make a right here...
But the airportís the other
Weíre not going to the
123A EXT. KATEíS BUILDING - DAY
Jackís limo pulls up outside this house on Washington
Jack gets out...
124 INT. EAST SIDE APARTMENT BUILDING, HALLWAY - AFTERNOON
Jack stands outside an apartment door. He hears The
Clashís ďLondon CallingĒ BLARING from inside.
He rings the bell...the volume of the music gets
Kateís assistant, LORI, 20s, opens the door...Jack
exchanges a curious look with her.
Are you from the shipping
Iím Jack Campbell...Iím an
old... friend of Kateís.
I just called.
The woman looks at him, then walks back inside...
Kate! Some guyís here!
Beat. Jack waits anxiously at the door. Then...
Did you call the airline
like I asked?!
Jackís eyes come alive as Kate appears wearing jeans
and a white blouse...except for her hair, she looks the
Jack...God, itís been so
She searches for a kind word, but he looks terrible.
You look great.
Itís good to see you...
She looks at him another moment, then turns...
Lori! Whereís that box?!
Kate walks inside, Jack follows her in sheepishly.
125 INT. KATEíS APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
...Jack accidentally knocks into a stack of boxes,
sending a GLASS CANDY DISH CRASHING to the floor,
Donít worry about it, Jack...
Jack looks up at...a beehive of activity Ė Lori on the
phone, boxes stacked everywhere, TWO MOVERS packing
Whatís going on?
Iím moving to Paris...it was
Itís a box marked ďJack.Ē I
put it in the stack for the
(to Kate, with
Do you want me to look for
the box or call the airline?
Hey, kind of under a little
Hey, kind of giving up
Christmas day for my ex-boss
Jack watches this back and forth.
You didnít seem to mind
offering to help me on
Christmas day when you were
unwrapping that Prada bag
I gave you.
Maybe itís by the wardrobe
Kate heads over to some tall wardrobe boxes.
Uh huh. To Paris. My firm
has an office there and
Iím going to be heading
To Paris. Paris, France.
Thatís the one...
So youíre not at a non-
Not with what they pay me...
Youíre not married, are
No, Jack, I never got
Can we just take a minute
here? Maybe get a cup of
coffee or something...?
Iíll go for a cup of coffee!
A relieved smile from Jack...
I found it!
Congratulations. The La
Guardia flightís canceled
but I got you out of
Kennedy on United at nine.
Am I good or what?
Jackís smile disappears as Kate hands him a sealed box
Here you go. Itís just
some old things of yours...
Jack stands here, looking at the box, then at Kate...
Do you ever think about us,
Kate? About what might
A bemused LAUGH from Kate. Then she sees heís not
A nod from Jack...
Iíll tell you what, Jack,
if youíre ever in Paris,
look me up. Maybe weíll
go for that cup of coffee.
One of the movers passes by Jack carrying a box...
Jack looks at Kate, flush with the realization that
this isnít the same woman he knew thirteen years
ago, or left yesterday.
Sure. Goodbye, Kate.
126 INT. JACKíS APARTMENT - EVENING
A scratchy Zeppelin album, the song ďAll Of My Love,Ē
fills the room. Jack, a fifth of Bushmillís by his
side, goes through the box Kate gave him.
He removes a worn leather jacket, feeling the soft
material, then a ďMondale for PresidentĒ button, which
Jack smiles upon seeing, a couple Neil Young concert
He puts the leather jacket on, then sticks the Mondale
button on the lapel. He digs back into the box,
A messy, dog-eared copy of ďCatís CradleĒ...not the one
Kate gave him at the airport, the one she replaced...
Jack looks at it for a moment...lost in his sadness...
He looks over at the clock, it reads, ď8:29.Ē
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Ė ONE LAST TRY
127 EXT. VAN WYCK EXPRESSWAY - NIGHT
Jack in his Ferrari, racing down the highway at 120
He looks at the clock, it reads, ď8:46.Ē He opens up
128 EXT. KENNEDY AIRPORT, UNITED TERMINAL - MINUTES LATER
Snow is falling as Jackís car races up to the terminal
then stops. He jumps out. An AIRPORT SECURITY GUARD
AIRPORT SECURITY GUARD
Hey, you canít leave that
Jack runs into the terminal, ignoring the guard...
129 INT. UNITED TERMINAL - SECONDS LATER
Jack looking at the board. The nine oíclock to Paris -
Gate 8A. Jack sprints toward the gate...
130 INT. UNITED TERMINAL, GATE AREA - SECONDS LATER
...and gets there just as the flight is boarding.
Jack looks through the crowd, spotting Kate near the
front of the line, about to hand her ticket to the gate
He pushes through the throng of people, drawing some
annoyed stares, finally making his way over to Kate.
Kate turns and sees Jack, a look of puzzlement on her
You canít go!
Donít get on that plane!
Please. Letís just go have
a cup of coffee. Thatís all
Iím asking for. Iím sure
thereís another flight to
What do you want from me?
You want me to tell you
everything that happened
Jack just stands there, unsure...
Well it is. Yes, I was
heartbroken ...But I got
over it. I moved on.
People change, Jack. I
changed. I donít know
why you suddenly feel the
need to revisit that time
in our lives but I assure
you, itís over...
Kate turns her back to Jack, leaving him standing
He watches her walk to the podium, realizing sheís
He sees Kate reach the podium...hand her ticket to the
Finally, a look of determination crosses his face...
We have a house in Jersey!
Kate turns to him with a look that could kill.
Donít do this, Jack...
But he continues...
We have two kids, Annie and
...Kate looks at him, half-mortified, half-
...Annieís not much of a
violin player but she
tries really hard. Sheís a
little precocious but thatís
only because she says whatís
on her mind. And when she
Jack shakes his head, remembering, fighting back the
And Josh...he has your eyes.
He doesnít say much but we
know heís smart...
(lost in the memory)
...heís always got his eyes
open, always watching us...
sometimes you can look at
him and just know that heís
learning something new...
itís like witnessing a
Kateís expression has sifted from annoyance to
...the house is a mess, but
...well, after a hundred
twenty two more payments
it will be...
Jack begins walking slowly toward Kate...the world of
the airport going on around him, Jack not caring...
And you...youíre a non-
profit lawyer. Thatís right,
completely non-profit. But
that doesnít seem to bother
Kate raises an eyebrow. Itís something sheís thought
And weíre in love. After
thirteen years of marriage
weíre still unbelievably
(with a chuckle)
You wonít even let me touch
you until Iíve said it...
Jack gets closer and closer...Kateís spellbound now...
imagining the picture Jackís painting...
...I sing to you...not all
the time but definitely on
Jack walks into a piece of carry-on luggage sitting by a
row of passengers...
(off hand, to passenger)
We made a lot of sacrifices,
dealt with our share of
surprises, but we stayed
Jackís nearly there...
You see, youíre a better
person than I am...
Not in this life, and Kate knows it...
...and it made me a better
person to be around you...
Kate is perfectly still, Jackís words echoing in her
Maybe it was all a
dream. Maybe I went to
bed one lonely night in
December and imagined it
all. But I swear,
nothingís ever felt more
real to me...
Heís right in front of her. She canít take her eyes
And if you get on that
plane right now, itíll
Silence. Jack and Kate in their own little
world...airport business going on around them...
I know we can both go on
with our lives. And weíd
both be fine. But Iíve
seen what we can be like
together...And I choose
Jackís words resonate in her ears. He gently touches a
hand to her arm...
Please, Kate, one cup of
coffee. You can always go
to Paris. Just please, not
She stands there, frozen, staring into Jackís eyes,
searching for the answer.
131 INT. AIRPORT - LATE NIGHT
Jack and Kate, framed in the window of a nearly empty
airport coffee shop...through the window, we see snow
From a distance we see them...TALKING and LAUGHING over
a cup of coffee...