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                               MONTE CARLO

                         


                               Written by

                                Ron Bass


                         
                           Based on the novel

                              "HEADHUNTERS"

                              by Jules Bass


                                                           THIRD DRAFT
                                                      November 4, 2007

                         

                         

                         OVER BLACK:

                         

          ALICE (V.0.)
          Think of the future, and events
          that will have already happened.

          INT. HIGH SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY

          ALICE PERRY (30s), her innate and amiable authority eclipsed
          only by a self-consciousness about her hair, afraid perhaps
          that she hasn't lived up to the promise of its red color,
          chalks "Futur Anterieur" in precise cursive at the board.

                         ALICE
          "By tomorrow, we will have flown to
          France."
          She turns to face her TENTH GRADE FRENCH CLASS.
          Though Alice's make up, earrings and practical flats are
          simple, there is an inherent elegance to their combination
          that hints at a more complex, if uncharted, interior.

                          ALICE (CONT'D)
           Who can give me an example? Paul?
           NOTE: Throughout, all blocks of italicized dialogue should be

                         
          read as in FRENCH with ENGLISH subtitles.

                         PAUL
          "I will have completed the assigned
          translation by the end of
          vacation."

                         ALICE
          C'est bon! Amber?

                         AMBER
          I will have failed French again by
          the end of the year.
          Alice pauses, regarding Amber with a pained sympathy.

                         ALICE
          En francais si'l vows plait?

          INT. HIGH SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY


                         EMMA
          So, the definition of the
          derivative of the function "f" at
          point "x" is..?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          EMMA LINDGARD (late 20's) rapidly scribbles a complex 
          calculus formula at the board while all of her TWELFTH GRADE
          MALE STUDENTS avidly admire her shape in a tight, stylish
          skirt and heels. She turns suddenly, smiling brightly.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Okay! Kyle?
          KYLE snaps his eyes up to Emma's face, tries to cover.

                         KYLE
          Um... I guess I'm a little lost.
          If optimists see a glass as half full, Emma's is in a
          constant state of cheerful, blonde overflow, even when a
          level of wilfulness is required.

                         EMMA
          Try to follow along. I really want
          you guys to get this! David?
          DAVID gazes back dumbly, stuck in an erotic fog.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Cindy?

                         IS

           INT. HIGH SCHOOL - HOME ARTS LAB - DAY

          TWO GIRLS ( 17) laugh conspiratorially, dredging woven pot
          holders through an egg mixture and dropping them into a
          sputtering pan, as the rest of the CLASS makes French toast.
          The girls sneak looks at MEG KELLY (30's) who tears recipes
          from a Gourmet magazine at her desk at the front of the room.
          Dark hair pulled into a pony tail, face unadorned by makeup,
          Meg's natural sexiness is muted by an air of indifference.
          She glances up when the pan erupts in flames and the girls
          leap back with a shriek, shakes her head.
          The girls attempt to knock the pan from the burner with the
          handle of a broom when a pot lid bangs down, instantly
          snuffing the flames.
          They shrink back as Meg waves the lid, clearing the smoke.

                         MEG
          Do me a favor, and let's just try
          to get to vacation.
          The class bell RINGS! 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

           MEG (CONT'D)
          You can burn the school down as
          soon as we're back.

          EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY

          Alice, a heavy bag slung over her shoulder, and her boyfriend
          RICHARD (30's, scruffily handsome in sweats and a coach's
          jersey), carrying three binders and a bag of baseball bats,
          exit the school among a crush of students.
          Together, they cross a lawn dotted with patches of late snow,
          to the parking lot, stopping at Alice's weathered Volvo where
          Richard hands over the binders with a kiss.

                         RICHARD
          Got practice until five thirty,
          then I'll be by.

                         ALICE
          I'll see you then. Thanks.
          They kiss again and Richard takes off for the athletic
          fields, passing Meg as she comes from the school, waves.

                          RICHARD
          Hey, Meg! Bon voyage!
          Alice offers a binder to Meg as she arrives at Alice's car.

                         ALICE
          I finished our travel binders!
          Meg takes the binder, looks it over.

                         MEG
          Remind me again why we're taking
          phonebooks to France?
          Alice gives her a look.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          I love my binder. I do.

                         ALICE
          Where's Emma? She knows we're
          meeting, right?

                         MEG
          Forgot her purse.
          (watching the students)

                          (MORE)

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          You know, for the first time in a
          long time, I feel just as lucky as 
          any of these kids. They may have
          their whole lives ahead of them but
          we've got a week in Paris.

                         ALICE
          Oh, that's right. I keep
          forgetting your life is completely
          over. So sad. I'm really going to
          miss you.

                         MEG
          Funny.

                         EMMA
          Well, that was a close call!
          They turn to see Emma. crossing the parking lot holding a
          quality knock-off designer handbag over her head.

                         MEG
          Look at her. The only teacher in
          Racine County that wears four inch
          heels in six feet of snow.

                         ALICE 
          She always looks great, doesn't
          she?

                         ME G

                         (WITH AFFECTION)
          Damn her.

                         EMMA

                         (ARRIVES)
          My passport was in here!

                         MEG
          Where'd you find it?

                         EMMA
          Second floor girl's bathroom.
          Right where I left it. This

                         MORNING--

                         (SEES BINDER)
          Ooh, binders! Great!
          Alice passes one to Emma.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          You guys were so nice to ask me to
          come with-- 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                          ALICE
          Emma, we're a team.

                         EMMA
          I'd just be sitting around the
          condo, trolling e-Harmony...

                         MEG
          The fact that you have trouble
          finding a date--

                         EMMA
          I'm telling you, it's this town!

                         MEG
          Gives me less than no hope.

                         EMMA
          You know what we should do, Meg?
          When we're over there? we should
          all treat ourselves. Find a real
          salon. Total spa treatment. And
          I'm gonna get my hair done. Just
          like this!
          She holds up a European tabloid she's pulled from her purse,

                         
          stabbing a finger at a photograph: CORDELIA WINTHROP SCOTT
          (30's), a blonde heiress deflecting paparazzi in couture.
          NOTE: EMMA and CORDELIA are Played by the same actress.

                         ALICE
          Look at us.
          Meg and Emma turn to Alice, smiling.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)

                         (MARVELLING)
          We're really going.

          INT. ALICE'S HOME - BEDROOM - NIGHT

          Alice's passport and a brochure emblazoned with a logo:
          Esprit de Corps Tours, sit on top of her dresser, next to a
          framed photo of Alice and Richard at the Wisconsin Dells.
          Alice struggles to close the overstuffed suitcase on her bed,
          tugging at the stubborn zipper.

                         ALICE
          Come on... Please... please...

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
           The zipper tears away from the suitcase witha loud RIP! is

          INT. MEG'S HOME - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

          Meg pulls a well-worn stuffed dog from her open suitcase on
          the couch, holding it up to her daughter, FINN (6) who wears
          a spangled tutu and cowboy boots.

                         FINN
          She wants to see Paris, too!

                         MEG
          Finn, if Edith goes to Paris with
          me, she can't go to Daddy's with
          you.
          Finn's brows come together as she considers this, then
          reaches for the dog.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          That's what I thought.

                         (CALLING)
          Seamus!
          SEAMUS, Meg's ten year old son, pounds down the stairs
          carrying an enormous backpack as Meg zips her bag closed.

                         

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          Toothbrush?
          Seamus makes a face, drops his bag and heads back up the
          stairs as the doorbell rings.

                         FINN
          Daddy!

          EXT. MEG'S HOUSE - NIGHT

          GLENN (30s), in a police uniform, watches Meg squeeze her
          children tightly.

                         MEG

                         (TO SEAMUS)
          Remember. Gameboy goes to bed when
          you do. Nine o'clock.

                         GLENN
          Seam, why don't you take your
          sister to the car while your mom
          and I talk.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          FINN
           Can we get on the radio?

                         MEG GLENN
          No. No.
           Meg watches her kids run to the squad car parked at the curb,
          just as KARYN (30's, also in uniform) emerges on the
          passenger side to meet them.

                         GLENN
          And no lights!

                         KARYN
          Hey, Meg!
          Meg lifts her chin in greeting, but that's it.

                         GLENN
          I uh... I heard from my lawyer.
          She said you'd signed your papers.
          Meg watches her kids climb in the car with Karyn.

                          GLENN (CONT'D)
           Guess that makes us official, then.

                         MEG
          You and me?
          (a nod to the car)
          Or...

                         GLENN
          You and me, Meg.
          A beat as they look at one another, hold.

                         SEAMUS
          Mom!
          Seamus reappears, charging up the walk to pull Meg down to
          his level, hugging her.

                         SEAMUS (CONT'D)
          Have fun.

          INT. EMMA'S CONDO - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

          Emma's packed suitcases stand neatly arranged by the door of
          the sparsely furnished, undecorated room.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

          ANSWERING MACHINE 
          You have no messages.
          Leaning on the lip of the kitchen's bar, Emma presses the
          record button on her answering machine, then speaks with a
          put-on, coolly sophisticated,'jet-setting accent.

                         EMMA
          Hello. You've reached the home of
          Emma Lindgard. I'm afraid I won't
          be able to return your call right
          away, as I'm currently traveling.
          In Europe. But, please, do leave a
          message.

                         TV ANNOUNCER
          ". .She was known as 'The People's
          Princess'...
          Emma turns at the counter to see Princes Diana touring an
          African encampment with children on the television.

                         EMMA
          Ooh!
          She hangs up the phone and sits herself down at the coffee 
          table where a game of solitaire is laid next to a microwaved
          Lean Cuisine dinner.
          She turns up the volume with the remote and gathers the
          cards, shuffling.
          Eyes glued to Princess Diana on television, Emma suddenly
          shoots her hands three feet wide, rifling the cards in
          perfect vertical formation like a seasoned cardsharp.

          EXT. ALICE'S HOUSE - NIGHT

          Alice opens the door, kissing Richard who holds up a suitcase
          in one hand, a bottle of champagne in the other.

                         RICHARD
          Special delivery.

          INT. ALICE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

          Alice zips the suitcase shut and raises her arms in victory
          as Richard pours the Champagne into two glasses.

                         ALICE
          That's it! I am good to go!

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
           Richard brings a glass to Alice, nuzzles her ear.

                         RICHARD
          I'm proud of you, you know.
          Alice takes her glass and presses Richard down onto the bed,
          climbing on top of him.

                         ALICE
          Like Christmas when I was a kid.
          There's no way I'm going to be able
          to sleep tonight--

                         RICHARD
          Good for me.
          They kiss.

                         ALICE
          I mean, how long have I been
          talking about this?

                         RICHARD
          Mmm... You were reading Colette.
          In the teacher's lounge. First
          time we met. Long time.
          Alice pauses as this lands somewhere deep inside.

                         RICHARD (CONT'D)
          This is just the beginning.

                         ALICE

                         (BRIGHTENING)
          It feels like it.
          They clink glasses and Richard watches Alice tip her glass
          back then stop mid-sip to peer down at the delicate diamond
          ring sitting at the bottom of her glass.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)

                         (STUNNED)
          Oh. Richard... It's so... It's
          beautiful...
          Richard takes her glass and fishes out the ring.

                         RICHARD
          Let's try it on.

                         ALICE
           But, we can't even celebrate--

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         RICHARD
          What are you talking about? We're

                         CELEBRATING--

                         ALICE
          But, I'm leaving. I'm--. I'm
          getting on a plane in the morning.

                         RICHARD

                         (LAUGHS)
          Maybe I want to make sure you come

                         BACK--
          (stops, sobers)
          Wait. You're serious. Are you
          serious? You're serious.

                         ALICE
          Let's do this when I get back. In
          a week.

                         RICHARD
          Can you hear yourself?

                         ALICE
          Honey, listen, it's just the
          timing. I wasn't planning on this 

                         TONIGHT--

                         RICHARD
          Whoa. I planned tonight. Tonight
          was my plan--

                         ALICE
          And it's great. This is great.
          You're great. But, Richard, I feel
          like I just need to do this one
          thing first. Then I can do the
          next. Then I can do this.
          (off his silence)
          Can you understand? There's a
          world I haven't even seen yet...
          Alice, hopeful, searches Richard's inscrutable expression a
          beat, then he turns away and gets up, ring in hand.

                         RICHARD
          I thought we'd be seeing it
          together.
          (pockets the ring)
          Have a great trip, Alice.
          He heads for the door.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)

                          ALICE

                         (STRICKEN)
          Richard, come on. You're leaving?

                         RICHARD
          (without looking back)
          Maybe I'll see you in a week.
          Alice listens to his footfalls and the slam of the front
          door, then falls back on the bed, striking her head on the
          open suitcase, wincing.

                         ALICE

                         (MISERABLE)
          I'm sorry...

                         PILOT (PRE-LAP)
          Ladies and Gentleman, we are about
          to begin our descent into Charles
          de Gaulle International Airport...

          INT. AIRPLANE - IN FLIGHT - DAY

          Meg sleeps in an aisle seat of the dim coach cabin where all
          the window shades have been drawn down, Emma dozing beside
          her, a game of cards laid out on her tray table.

                         
          Alice brings her seat to the upright position as instructed
          and sits, hyper-alert, looking at her closed window shade.
          A beat.
          She reaches out and raises the shade a tentative crack,
          flooding their row with light.
          She glances furtively around the cabin, then inches the shade
          higher, drawing in a sharp breath at what she sees.
          She flings the shade up.
          ALL OF PARIS is laid out below her; a magical nautilus-like
          wheel with the Eiffel Tower as its central axle.
          Her breath steams the window as she drinks it all in.
          She turns, eyes full, to Meg who cranes across Emma to share
          in the view and squeeze Alice's arm with a smile.

                         EMMA
          Are we there?!

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          INT. CHARLES DE GAULLE AIRPORT - DAY

          A CUSTOMS AGENT stamps Alice's passport with a thump.

                         CUSTOMS AGENT
          Bien venue.
          Alice looks up from her imprinted passport, smiles hugely.

                         ALICE
          Merci .

          EXT. CHARLES DE GAULLE AIRPORT - DAY

          Alice emerges with Meg and Emma, each struggling with their
          luggage, onto the thronged arrivals deck.

                         EMMA
          There it is! Esprit de Corps!
          Alice looks to where Emma points, seeing a small sky-blue
          flag at the end of a long staff held by MADAME VALERY (40s,
          pinched) their harried tour guide in a suit of the same blue.

                         ALICE
          Excuse me, are you Madame Valery?

                         0
          Madame Valery glances up from her clipboard beside their bus.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Hi, my name is Alice Perry--

                         MADAME VALERY

                         (GESTURING)
          Bags go under the bus.

                         ALICE
          I'm traveling with my friends, Meg
          Kelly and Emma Lindgard--

                         MADAME VALERY

                         (FLAT)
          I speak English.

                         EMMA
          Well, that's great!

                         ALICE
          We're so excited!
          Madame Valery eyes Alice unfolding a map from her binder.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

           ALICE (CONT'D)
          Now, I was hoping you could tell me
          which route the bus will be taking--

                         MADAME VALERY

                         (WEARILY PREDICTIVE)
          You're not going to be a problem,
          are you?

          EXT. PARIS - DAY

          The battered Esprits de Corps Tours bus careens through the
          streets, listing wildly from side to side.

          INT. TOUR BUS - DAY - MOVING


                         MADAME VALERY
          (over bus's P.A.)
          On your right...
          Alice, squashed beside Meg on the over-crowded bus, whips her
          head up from her guidebook.

          MADAME VALERY (CONT'D)
          Was the Arc de Triomphe.

                         

                         ALICE
          This is ridiculous...

                         EMMA
          Hey, Alice! Meg!
           Alice and Meg turn to Emma across the aisle, who hooks a
          thumb at CARL and DEEDEE (late 60's, both stout) beside her.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Can you believe? They're from St.
          Paul! On their honeymoon!

                         CARL
          Waited a long time for this! But,
          we finally made it!

                         EMMA
          Alice, that's like you!
          (back to couple)
          We're here celebrating my friend
          Meg's divorce!

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          EXT. THE LOUVRE - DAY 

          The bus hurtles around the drive, screeching to a halt,
          bouncing roughly on its shocks at the museum's entrance.

           INT. LOUVRE - DAY

          Alice, Meg and Emma race past gallery after gallery, trying
          to keep Madame Valery's little blue flag in sight as it flies
          over the crowd in the distance.
          Alice whipsaws her head at everything they're missing, making
          notes in her guidebook on the fly.

                         ALICE
          Try to remember that! We'll double
          back for the Chagalls!

          INT. LOUVRE - DAY

          Madame Valery leads the charge up the right wing of the Daru
          staircase, past the statue of Winged Victory.
          Alice stops Meg and Emma in front of the statue, while Carl
          and Deedee try to catch their breath on the landing.

                         

                         ALICE

                         (READING FAST)
          .Also called Nike of Samothrace.
          Greek goddess Nike, meaning
          victory. Two-twenty to one-ninety
          B. C. Okay, go!
          They head for the right stairs just as Madam Valery
          reappears, descending with her group on the left.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Oh.
          Alice turns Meg and Emma around to come back down.

                         DEEDEE
          Well, that saved us a climb.

          INT. LOUVRE - DAY

          Emma elbows her way out of a crush of raised cameras and
          cellphones to Alice and Meg who strain at the rear of the
          CROWD to view a painting, all but the top of its gold frame
          obscured.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          EMMA
          (waving her camera)
          I got it! I got it!

          INT. BISTRO - NIGHT

          Meg and Emma sit hunched over Emma's camera and its shaky,
          digital image of the Mona Lisa, squeezed in with Alice and
          the rest of their tour at too few tables.

                         EMMA
          Alice, I'll e-mail it to you.
          Meg looks up, catching Alice eyeing their surroundings.

                         MEG
          (re: Mona Lisa)
          At least she's smiling.

                         ALICE
          (snaps to, smiling)
          What? No. I'm--. I'm just a
          little tired.

                         EMMA
          (a happy idea)

                         
          Hey! I'll bet you have jet lag!
          We'll probably all get it!
          Meg raises a glass of wine.

                         MEG
          To jet lag.
          Emma and Alice raise their glasses to toast as WAITERS plunk
          down identical plates of steak frites before them.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          To Alice. Best organizer. Best
          guide. Best friend.

                         EMMA
          To Alice!
          They clink glasses and Alice is suddenly jostled, just as
          she's about to sip, by Carl as he turns from the table behind
          her, spilling her wine.

                         DEEDEE
          Oh, Carl!

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         CARL 
          I am so sorry!

                         ALICE
          (mopping her front)

                         IT'S OKAY--

                         DEEDEE
          He was just looking for the catsup-

                         CARL
          If you're not using it.
          As Emma passes the bottle of catsup, Meg offers Alice her
          napkin, and waiters sweep their plates away, replacing them
          with creme brulees.

                         ALICE
          Oh! No. Wait. Pardon, Monsieur--

                         CARL

                         (RECEIVING CATSUP)
          Merci!
          He turns now, catsup in hand, to blink at the creme brulee
          that has replaced his own and Deedee's steaks.

                         
          Alice places a hand on Madam Valery's arm as she passes.

                         ALICE
          Pardon, Madame, but...
          Madam Valery slowly raises her eyes from Alice's hand.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          I'm sorry, but--

                         MEG
          Are you apologizing?

                         ALICE
          They've taken our dinners away--
          Madame Valery taps her watch and then her clipboard.

                         MADAME VALERY
          There were stragglers at the.
          museum. Now, I am behind schedule.

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
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           EXT. LE PETIT SOMMEIL HOTEL - NIGHT

          Esprit de Corps tour members disembark from their bus in
          front of a comically narrow and vertical Baroque hotel with
          its name in feeble buzzing neon: Le Petit Sommeil.

                         ALICE (PRE-LAP)
          Look! Look at this picture and
          tell me what's different!

          INT. LE PETIT SOMMEIL HOTEL - NIGHT

          The women lower the travel brochure and its photograph of a
          tidy well-appointed suite, to regard the actual one in which
          they stand; dingy, impossibly small, crowded by an armoire
          that nearly meets the low sloping ceiling, with two spindly
          twin beds and a military-style cot.

                         EMMA
          Toujour le suck-ez vous.

                         ALICE
          I researched at least a million

                         TOURS--

                          MEG
          Well. This is the one we could
          afford.
          A beat as they consider the room and their lot in life.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          It's only five nights--

                         EMMA
          Five nights? Here?!

                         MEG
          And, Alice, you said yourself,
          we'll hardly ever be in our room.

                         (SELLING IT)
          It'll be like camping. At Eagle
          River. It'll be fun!
          Emma opens what is essentially a closet with a toilet.

                         EMMA
          Here's your outhouse, Meg. Go
          nuts.
          Alice joins Emma at the bathroom door.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

          EMMA (CONT'D) 
          Me? I'm going to try to hold it.

                         MEG
          Okay, Emma. Let's just unpack--
          she turns for the luggage, nearly falling over at the weight
          of Emma's suitcase as she reaches to lift it.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          Holy--! Alice, help--
          Alice climbs onto one of the beds to help Meg lift.

                         ALICE
          Emma, what have you got in here?

                         EMMA
          Just the stuff you put on my list--
          (off her look)
          And a couple options.
          The bag slips from Meg's grasp, crashing onto the foot of the
          bed which collapses, catapulting Alice onto the cot which
          flips up over her, knocking Emma into the tiny bathroom.

                         

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Hey! Come on, guys!

          INT. LE PETIT SOMMEIL HOTEL - NIGHT

          Alice gazes out a window that opens onto a narrow alley and
          the ugly backsides of buildings, as Meg and Emma sleep
          fitfully behind her.
          She looks down at the cellphone in her hands, scrolling
          through her speed dial to stop at: 1. Richard.
          She hesitates with her thumb over the "call" button.
          She turns back to the miserable view, considering for a beat,
          then folds her phone away as she blinks back tears.

          EXT. PONT DES ARTS BRIDGE - DAY

          Madame Valery leads a diminished flock, bobbing her staff
          with its blue flag, in a forced march across the span of the
          ornate pedestrian bridge toward the waiting tour bus.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

           MADAME VALERY
          The Pont des Arts has it's name for
          the vast number of art students
          that come here to paint this famous
          city view...
          Meg and Emma, the worse for wear, trail Madame Valery at a
          distance with Alice who now leads her own handful of tour
          members, Carl and Deedee among them.

                         ALICE
          It's called the Pont des Arts
          because the Louvre was formally
          known as the Palais des Arts...
          Madame Valery stops ahead, turning back to take in Alice and
          her cluster of appreciative followers.

                         MADAME VALERY
          People! We must keep together!

          EXT. NOTRE DAME CATHEDRAL -- DAY

          Alice's group circles an inscribed stone medallion with a
          star-shaped brass inset on the pavement outside Notre Dame.

                         

                         DEEDEE
          "Point zero. Dez roots dee France."

                         ALICE
          It's from right here that all the
          highway miles in all of France are
          measured. They also say that if
          you stand on this exact spot, you
          are be destined to return to France
          in the future.

                         MEG
          Oh, I'm in! Come on. Everyone!
          Together, they all step forward, arms entwined, laughing.

                         EMMA
          I want a picture! Of all of us!
          Alice looks up as Emma breaks away, to see Madam Valery
          leading her dwindling group from the great church.
          Madame Valery sends her charges to the bus, then heads
          straight for Alice as Emma tries to enlist a JAPANESE COUPLE
          to take a group photo with her camera.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         MADAME VALERY
          My head count was short in the
          cathedral.

                         ALICE
          I'm sorry. I was explaining about

                         POINT ZERO--
          Madame Valery sizes Alice up and taps her staff as the group
          forms around them, joined by the Japanese couple.

                         MADAME VALERY
          This flag? I do not carry it for
          my pleasure.

                         ALICE
          We were just on our way inside--

                         MADAME VALERY
          Well, now you may head to the bus.

                         ALICE
          But, we haven't been--

                         MADAME VALERY
          Which is why you must follow my 
          flag!

                         ALICE
          okay. We will. I promise. But,
          these people haven't seen the

                         CATHEDRAL---

                         MADAME VALERY
          There are many churches on the
          tour.

                         ALICE
          But, this is Notre Dame! They need
          to see this--

                         MADAME VALERY
          I assure you, they will see
          everything they need to see--

                         ALICE

                         (LOSING IT)
          Well, what's the point if it's all
          a big fat blur? When nobody can
          see anything properly? Let alone
          experience it, or appreciate--

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

           MADAME VALERY
          You seem quite the Paris expert,
          for someone who has never been.

                         EMMA
          Ill bet she knows more about it
          than you!
          The Japanese wife frames the action with Emma's camera.

                         ALICE
          I might not have ever been here
          before, but...

                         (EMOTIONAL)
          I've waited my whole life for this
          trip.

                         CARL
          We've waited thirty years--

                         MEG
          You tell her, Carl.

                         ALICE
          You keep rushing us through, like
          this is some kind of race--

                         (REALLY HURT)
          And you won't even speak French
          with me.

                         (SGUARES HERSELF)
          Now, I think I've been very nice.
          We're from Wisconsin. But, I'm
          telling you, I am not getting on
          that bus until my friends and I
          have seen Notre Dame.
          Meg and Emma exchange looks as Alice plants herself with
          folded arms and steely resolve before Madame Valery.

                         MADAME VALERY
          Perhaps, if Madame is not satisfied
          with my tour she could conduct her
          own.

                         EMMA
          What'd she say?
          Alice's eyes narrow in regarding Madame Valery and all fall
          silent a beat; a crowd anticipating fireworks.
          CLICK! The Japanese wife snaps a picture of the standoff,
           the sound of the shutter triggering Alice to action.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)
          With lightning speed, she seizes Madame Valery's flag. 

                         CROWD
          Whoa!
          Madame Valery, nonplussed, reaches out to reclaim her flag,
          but Alice jerks it further away, while the Japanese woman
          snaps picture after picture.

                         DEEDEE
          Carl, we're getting on the bus!
          Madame Valery lunges for the stick.

          EXT. NOTRE DAME CATHEDRAL - DAY

          The bus pulls away, revealing the Japanese couple who return
          Emma's camera with a bow, Meg, and Alice holding the flag.

                         EMMA
          That was fantastic!

                         MEG
          "A" plus!
          Alice, cheeks flushed, watches Carl waving goodbye from the

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          bus's rear window.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          Alice, you okay?
          Alice brings the staff down across her knee, snapping it in
          two, casting the broken ends into the gutter as she raises
          herself to her full height.

                         ALICE
          Now, the real tour can begin!

                         MEG
          Let's kick this town's ass!
          Alice marches forward as a few drops of rain fall.

                         EMMA
          I think it's starting to rain--

                         ALICE
          Who cares? We're in Paris! What's
          a little rain?

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           EXT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - NIGHT

          Water pours in sheets from the sky as Alice, Meg and Emma
          splash down the Rue de Rivoli and duck beneath the shelter of
          the hotel's canopy.
          They shake water from their arms and hair, pluck at their
          sopping clothes.

                         PHOTOGRAPHER 1
          Cordelia!
          They glance over at a few PAPARAZZI sharing the protection of
          the overhang on the far side of the entrance, as a camera
          flashes in taking Emma's picture.
          Emma smiles, blinks, confused as another photographer
          admonishes the first.

                         PHOTOGRAPHER 2
          You're wasting your film. That's
          not her.

                         EMMA
          What're they saying?

                         
          Alice looks about in equal confusion, but stops short when
          she sees the opulent restaurant behind the window's glass.

                         ALICE
          Oh.
          Meg and Emma turn to gape as well at the DINERS and elegant
          tables inside as the rain hammers down.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          That, mes aims, is Paris.

                         EMMA
          You think they'd let me use the
          bathroom?

          INT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - LOBBY - NIGHT

          Meg and Emma step into the lobby, a palatial world of marble,
          gold and flowers, as Alice confers with the DOORMAN.

                         EMMA
          Wow.

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                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 24.

                         CONTINUED:

                         ALICE 

                         (TO DOORMAN)
          Merci.
          (joins Emma and Meg)
          Okay, Emma, it's down the hall to
          the left. Meg and I'll go and get
          us a table--

                         EMMA
          Meet you in there.
          Emma heads for the ladies room, gaping at the lobby.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Wow...

                         MEG
          Get us a table? Alice, we can't
          afford to eat here--

                         ALICE
          My treat.

                         ME G
          You can't afford---

                         

                         ALICE
          (hooking Meg's arm)
          We're going to do one thing right
          in Paris. I don't care how much it
          costs.
          They turn for the dining room, passing the front desk where
          CORDELIA WINTHROP SCOTT (dressed similarly to Emma, though at
          ten times the cost) unleashes her ire on the CONCIERGE.

                         CORDELIA
          And, just how do you propose I am
          to travel tomorrow, then?

                         CONCIERGE
          I am sorry, but, there is nothing--
          A MANAGER enters from the back.

                         MANAGER
          Mademoiselle Scott, I have checked
          and there is no sign of a package--

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: ( 2)

                          CORDELIA
          Marvelous. I'd like to see someone
          who speaks English, please. If
          there is such a person in France.
          The concierge and manager look to one another and back.

                         MANAGER
          This is not English we are
          speaking?

          INT. LE MEURICE HOTEL -- LADIES ROOM - NIGHT

          Emma swings through the door into the black marble bathroom,
          grabbing a towel to swipe at her wet hair.
          She stops abruptly, examines the towel.

                         EMMA
          These are cloth!
          She takes the towel into one of the stalls, closing the door
          behind her just as Cordelia strides in, stops at the counter.

                         CORDELIA

                         (ACID DISGUST)
           France.
          Cordelia's cellphone RINGS! and she pulls it from her purse.

          EMMA (O.S.)
          Hello?

                         CORDELIA

                         (INTO PHONE)
          You would not believe these people.
          So rude!
          She takes her phone into the stall next to Emma's and closes
          the door just as Alice and Meg enter.

          CORDELIA (O.S.) (CONT'D)
          And they wonder why none of us do
          Paris anymore! What I've been
          through--. And, Daddy is being

                         PERFECTLY HIDEOUS--
          Alice and Meg look at one another in the mirror, overhearing
          Cordelia, as they pick up towels to dry off.

           CORDELIA (O.S.) (CONT'D)
           He's making me go to Monte Carlo!

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         ALICE 
          Emma?

          EMMA (0. S.)
          Yeah. I'm here.

          CORDELIA (O.S.)
          I don't know. Some auction. One
          of those foundations--. But, have
          I heard from them? No. And they
          were to take care of the plane--.
          Well, I'm certainly not going to go
          if, Wait, where are you?

                         (LISTENS)
          Reykjavik? Would I need a coat?
          A toilet flushes and Cordelia opens her stall door, heads for
          the counter, oblivious to Alice and Meg who freeze with their
          towels, blinking at her uncanny resemblance to Emma.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          Do you know if there's an evening
          flight--?
          Alice and Meg turn to each other, then to Cordelia's
          reflection in the glass, their mouths hanging open.

                         

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          Ooh, I think I can just make it.
          No. I won't even check out here.
          It's better if everyone thinks I'm
          being a good girl and taken the
          trip down to--
          Cordelia stops when her eyes snag on Alice and Meg.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          Let me call you when I get to the
          airport. It may take awhile...
          She gives Alice and Meg a devastating look up and down.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          It appears to be raining outside.
          Quite hard.
          She picks up her purse and exits without looking back just as
          Emma opens her stall door and joins Alice and Meg, who gape
          at her with towels in their hands.

                         EMMA
          Did you see those are cloth?

                         

                         

                         

                         
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           INT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - RESTAURANT - NIGHT


                         MEG
          No, Emma, I mean, exactly like you.

                         EMMA
          Well, she sounded awful. And kind
          of mean.
          Alice, Meg and Emma, punchy and a little drunk, enjoy wine
          from enormous glasses as they finish their meals.

                         ALICE
          (draining her glass)
          She should be ashamed. Can you
          imagine having a room here and then
          not staying in it?
          An ANXIOUS WAITER races in, refilling Alice's glass.

                         EMMA

                         (PERFECT MIMIC)
          Darling, I was thinking of ordering
          this entire menu, and then not
          eating it!

                         
          The waiter retreats, joining FIVE others standing at
          discreet, fearful attention, all careful not to look at Emma
          whom they've clearly mistaken her for Cordelia.

                         MEG
          We should just take it. Her room.

                         EMMA
          And her trip to Monte Carlo!

                         (TO ALICE)
          That's still France, right?

                         MEG
          Alice, how fast can you get a
          binder going on a trip like that?

                         ALICE

                         (LAUGHS)
          Oh, I'd love to see that. Us in
          Monte Carlo.

                         MEG
          What's so funny about that? We got
          in here.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 28.

                         CONTINUED:

                         EMMA 

                         (MIMICKING)
          Indeed. It is pitiful how low the
          standards here have fallen.
          Two waiters step in to clear plates, hearing all.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)

                         (MIMICKING)
          Remind me to have Daddy buy this
          hotel so that I can knock it down.
          Alice and Meg laugh with Emma as the waiters head for the
          kitchen in panic.

                         WAITER
          (whispers to other)
          She is a monster!

                         MEG
          Emma, you could be her!

                         EMMA

                         (MIMICKING)
          Darling, Meg. Always making me
          laugh!

                         (DROPPING IT)
          Who in their right mind would ever
          believe that I was--

                         MANAGER
          Pardon, Mademoiselle Scott?
          The three look up at the manager in surprise.

                         ALICE
          I'm so sorry. Were we being too
          loud?

                         MANAGER
          No, no, we are all very happy to
          see Mademoiselle Scott smile...
          A WINE STEWARD hustles up to the table with an ice bucket
          stand and a bottle of Champagne.

                         MANAGER (CONT'D)
          Please. In apology for our earlier
          misunderstanding.

                         EMMA
          Our misunder--? 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         MANAGER
          Your dinners as well. With our
          compliments...
          The three women exchange glances as the steward begins to
          open the bottle and the manager bows, backing away.

                         EMMA
          Excuse me, Monsieur?

                         MANAGER
          Oui, Mademoiselle?
          Emma smiles, broadly, batting her eyelashes as the steward
          pops the Champagne cork.

                         EMMA

                         (PERFECT BRITISH)
          I so hate to be a bother, but I
          seem to have misplaced my room key.

          INT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - SUITE - NIGHT

          CLICK! The door swings open into the dark room, framing the
          three drunk laughing women.

                         
          Alice fumbles for a switch, hitting the lights, and their
          laughter cuts abruptly at the sumptuous interior of gleaming
          marble, gilt and silk.

                         ME G

                         HOLY--

                         EMMA
          Scheize.
          Alice sees but one the thing: The Eiffel tower illuminated
          on the other side of a bank of French doors.

                         ALICE
          A view! There's a view.
          Alice races to push back the window sheers, revealing a
          staggering panorama of the city, the Seine, and the Eiffel
          tower in the pouring rain.
          The entire city of light is reflected in her eyes.

          EMMA (O.S.)
          Now this is more like it!

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         MEG 
          There's whole other room in here!

          INT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - SUITE -- BEDROOM -- NIGHT

          Alice enters, steering around a tower of Louis Vuitton
          luggage, as Meg pulls a fresh bottle of Champagne from a
          bucket of ice.

                         ALICE
          Wait. What are you guys doing?
          Emma launches herself onto the enormous bed.

                         EMMA
          This is the room we were supposed
          to have!

                         ALICE
          On what planet? Come on. We were
          only going to take a look!

                         MEG
          So, we're looking.
          (pops the Champagne)
          And we like what we see. 

                         ALICE
          Meg!
          Meg takes the bottle and crawls up with Emma.

                         EMMA
          Alice, take a break, would you? We

                         WALKED EIGHTY-POINT-FOUR-SIX-SEVEN-
          two kilometers... A lot happened
          today.

                         ALICE

                         BUT--

                         MEG
          (pats the bed)
          Alice, how many do chances do we
          get? For something like this?
          Alice considers, looks out the window at the streaming rain.

                         ALICE
          Okay. But, just until it stops
          raining. Then we go.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          MEG
          (makes room for Alice)
          Agreed.
          Alice climbs up and together, the three pass the bottle of
          Champagne as they study the ceiling's ornate plasterwork.

                         MEG (CONT'D)

                         (LAUGHS)
          I'm sorry, I just keeping thinking
          of the look on that woman's face!

                         EMMA
          I'm glad I got pictures!

                         ALICE
          I did surprise her--

                         MEG
          Surprised me!

                         EMMA
          Really loved that flag, didn't she?

                         ALICE
          Poor Carl and Deedee...

                         

                         EMMA
          Do you think that if you sleep in a
          bed like this every night your
          dreams are different?
          Alice rolls to her side and the view of the Eiffel tower.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Like, are they bigger? You know?
          Do you dream a more amazing life?
          Meg kicks off her shoes, lets them drop.

                         MEG
          Well... We'll never know.
          Seen from the bed, the light atop the Eiffel tower breaks
          through the dissipating clouds to swing a searching arc
          through the night sky...

                         MATCH DISSOLVE
          The Eiffel tower gleams gold and orange in the morning sun.

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          INT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - BEDROOM - SUITE - MORNING 

          A telephone rings, stirring Alice. It rings again.
          She reaches for it in her sleep as Emma sits up groggily
          beside Meg curled around the empty Champagne bottle.

                         ALICE

                         (ANSWERING)
          Hello?

                         EMMA
          What time is it?
          Alice's eyes fly open as she snaps awake.

                         ALICE
          Oh, yes. Yes...

                         EMMA

                         (SHAKING MEG)
          Meg, wake up. We're in trouble--
          Meg pulls herself up, sees Alice on the phone.

                         MEG

                         
          Oh, shiii--

                         ALICE
          We'll be right down. Merci.
          She hangs up.

                         EMMA
          We were only joking! We didn't
          mean to--!

                         MEG
          We'll tell them it was a mistake!

                         EMMA
          Alice?

                         ALICE
          Cordelia, your car is here.

          INT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - LOBBY - DAY

          Alice, Meg and Emma attempt to conceal themselves behind
          Cordelia's tower of cases as it's wheeled from the elevator
          by two PORTERS.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 33.

                         CONTINUED:
           The women scurry for the exit past the desk manager.

                         MANAGER
          Mademoiselle Scott!

                         ALICE
          Just keep moving.
          The three women increase their pace, but the manager catches
          up to them with an express envelope.

                         MANAGER
          Mademoiselle Scott, this came for
          you this morning. The package you
          were seeking?
          Emma merely blinks at the offered envelope.

                         MEG
          Take it. Just take it.

                         EMMA

                         (SNATCHING IT)
          Thanks again!
          They break for the door, but the manager follows.

                         

                         MANAGER
          I'm afraid there may still be some

                         PHOTOGRAPHERS OUTSIDE--

                         EMMA
          What?

          EXT. LE MEURICE HOTEL - DAY

          As they emerge, the manager and doormen hustle Alice, Emma
          and Meg towards a waiting car and driver, as paparazzi call
          and shoot from across the boulevard.

                         ALICE
          Thank you so much but I think we'll

                         WALK--

                         MANAGER

                         (LAUGHS)
          But, you can not walk to the
          airport.

                         ALICE

                         (STOPS FAST)
           The airport?

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 34.

                         CONTINUED:
          A beat, as Emma and Meg look to Alice for direction and the 
          frenzied calls of the paparazzi increase.

          INT. CAR - MOVING - DAY


                         ALICE
          It's fine. It's fine. We'll just
          have him drop us off...
          Alice and Meg look out the back window at the manager who
          waves them farewell, the doorman shooing photographers.

                         MEG
          They really do think she's her...
          RIP! Alice and Meg spin to Emma as she spills the envelope 's
          contents.

                         EMMA
          What? I want to know where we're
          going.

                         ALICE
          We're going back to our hotel--
          Emma holds up an itinerary with a big mischievous grin.

                         

                         EMMA
          No. We're going to Monte Carlo!

                         ALICE
          No. We're not.

                         MEG

                         (TAKING ITINERARY)
          Let me see that--

                         EMMA
          Alice, what's "prive?" Is that
          like an airline?

                         ALICE
          Emma, for crying out loud. Meg,
          you want to help me out here?

                         MEG
          Hold on... I'm reading...

                         EMMA
          See? Meg wants to go. Don't you,
          Meg?

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 35.

                         CONTINUED:

                          ALICE
          No, Meg, doesn't.
          Meg looks up from the itinerary, shrugs.

                         MEG
          Trip's paid for, whether that girl
          takes it or not.

                         ALICE
          Oh! And somehow that magically
          makes taking it right?

                         EMMA
          What's the worst that could happen?

                         ALICE
          I can think of a lot of things--

                         MEG
          You're in charge. You want to go
          back to that hotel, okay by me.
          A beat while Alice looks between Meg and Emma, trapped.

                         MEG (CONT'D)

                         
          Totally your call.

                         EMMA

                         (FULL-ON CORDELIA)
          And, darling, we'll completely
          understand if you feel we shouldn't
          go.

          EXT. AIRPORT - TARMAC - DAY

          The car drives across the wide stretch of runway on a
          trajectory for a waiting private jet.

          INT. PRIVATE JET - IN FLIGHT - DAY

          The women swivel around in their plush seats at the POP! of a
          cork as a STEWARD opens a bottle of Champagne.

                         ALICE
          Okay. We go. We take a look
          around. We get on a train and come
          right back...

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 36.

                         CONTINUED:

                         MEG 
          Anything goes wrong, we say it was
          a language thing, that we didn't

                         UNDERSTAND--

                         EMMA
          Now, I like that idea, because it's
          true!
          They fall silent as the steward appears with glasses of
          Champagne, wait for him to retreat.

                         ALICE
          Go, look, come right back. It's a
          good plan.
          Alice, Meg and Emma clink glasses.

                         MONTAGE:

          EXT. AIRPORT - NICE - DAY

          The steward helps the women from the plane, where another
          UNIFORMED MAN waits on the tarmac to escort them further.

          INT. NICE AIRPORT - DAY

          Their escort opens a door ahead of them to a roof deck, wind
          spilling in to the stairway they climb.

          EXT. NICE AIRPORT - ROOF DECK - DAY

          They emerge onto the deck, Emma squealing and grabbing Alice
          when she sees their waiting helicopter.

          INT./EXT. HELICOPTER - IN FLIGHT - DAY

          Alice, Meg and Emma delight as the helicopter banks along the
          coast, the Mediterranean glittering in blue and green below.
          A craggy ridge falls away and all of MONTE CARLO unfolds in
          step upon step of coral rooftops, cream and gold.

          END MONTAGE.

          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - DAY

          Alice, Emma and Meg step from a limousine, blinking in the
          bright sunlight to take in the square in front of the hotel,
          its fountain and the adjacent casino.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
           Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 37.

                         CONTINUED:

                          ALICE
           Okay! What do we want to do first?
           Check out the palace, or the beach?

                          MEG EMMA
           Beach! Palace?!

                          ALICE (CONT'D)
          Let's find a map--

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Mademoiselle Scott!
          They turn as JEAN-PIERRE MICHAND (late 30's), sophisticated
          in jeans and a sportscoat but with a warm bohemian air, comes
          down the steps, an oversized envelope tucked under his arm.

                         EMMA
          Well, bon jour me.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          You made it! I was getting a
          little frantic--. When I did not
          hear from you--. So I sent your

                         TRAVEL--
           (laughs at himself)
          But, you are here.
          (off her blank look)
          Forgive me. Jean-Pierre. Michand.
          With the foundation--
          He pauses in shaking Emma's hand as his eyes land on Alice
          with friendly curiosity, a charge.

                         JEAN-PIERRE (CONT'D)
          Welcome--. I---. I didn't realize
          you would be bringing--

                         EMMA
          Oh, I'm sorry! This is Alice Perry
          and Meg Kelly. Two of my dearest
          friends. Visiting from America!

                         ALICE

                         (SHAKING HANDS)
          Hello.
          Jean-Pierre has trouble pulling his eyes from Alice as he
          shakes Meg's hand.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
           It is a pleasure to meet friends--

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
           Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 38.

                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         EMMA 
          I'll say.
          Emma sneakily indicates Jean-Pierre's empty ring finger to
          Alice and Meg as he consults his wristwatch.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)

                         (WHISPERED ASIDE)
          No ring.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          I'm terribly sorry, but, I am
          already late for a meeting--

                         MEG
          We won't keep you--

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          I just wanted to make sure you
          arrived safely and that I was here
          to greet you.

                         (AN AFTERTHOUGHT)
          Oh. And, of course, to deliver
          your invitations for the week, and
          the foundation's report--

                         

                         EMMA
          Invitations for the week--?

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Various events. Leading up to the

                         AUCTION--

                         (THE WATCH)
          Again, I am so sorry, but, I am
          reluctant to keep His Highness
          waiting.

                         EMMA
          His Highness?

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          The Prince. But, we will see each
          other at the casino for tonight's
          game. Please, bring your friends--

                         ALICE
          You are very generous, and we'd
          love to, but, I'm afraid Cordelia
          has other plans this evening--
          Jean-Pierre turns, charmed by Alice's perfect French, and
          alarmed by this news.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)

                          JEAN-PIERRE

                         BUT--

                         ALICE
          We're very sorry--

                         JEAN-PIERRE

                         (MOUNTING ANXIETY)
          Perhaps we have misunderstood each
          other. Mademoiselle Scott--. She
          must be there for tonight's game.
          The prince. His Highness has asked
          to be seated across from her--

                         EMMA
          What's he saying? Which prince?
          Jean-Pierre looks imploringly between the three.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Please. It is for the foundation.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Within a glossy brochure: A collage of "snapshots" shows
           happy African children grouped outside their new school;
          raising their hands at their desks in a pristine classroom;
          finding their country on a glossy globe.

                         ALICE

                         (ANGUISHED)
          Oh, would you look at these kids?

                         MEG
          No, I can't. I can't stand it.
          Emma reads to Alice and Meg from the brochure in the seating
          area of their luxurious suite, enjoying none of it, nor the
          incredible balcony view of Monte Carlo's marina and bay.

                         EMMA
          "With your help The Michand
          Foundation is able to sow the seeds
          of education, transforming lives,
          families, and villages, one child
          at a time..." She didn't say
          anything about a school!

                         MEG
          Schools, with an "s." More than
          one.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         ALICE 

                         (MISERABLE)
          In Africa.

                         MEG
          That horrible, irresponsible girl!
          I've never stolen a thing in my
          life, now I've taken a trip from
          school children.

                         ALICE
          In Africa.
          Meg hangs her head.

                         EMMA
          Reykjavik! That takes some nerve!
          They're counting on her for a
          charity auction and she doesn't
          even show up!

                         ALICE
          Only she did.
          Emma reaches for a gigantic wrapped fruit basket.

                         EMMA
          She did?

                         MEG
          Do not touch that!

                         ALICE
          You, Emma. If you're Cordelia.
          They've seen you. You're here.

                         EMMA
          Well, I can't go to that thing
          tonight.

                         (A BEAT)
          I don't have anything to wear.
          The phone RINGS! and Emma snatches it up before Alice can.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)

                         (PERFECT BRITISH)
          Hello?
          Alice gestures for Emma not to say anything, to hang up.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         EMMA (CONT'D)

                         (INTO PHONE)
          Oh yes, please. Send it up... Um.
          Yes, all of it. Everything. Thank
          you, ever so. Merci!
          She hangs up and holds a beat before turning to Alice.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          My luggage is here.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Alice and Meg stand in front of the tower of Louis Vuitton
          trunks and cases while Emma idly thumbs the combination lock
          of a steel briefcase in her lap.

                         ALICE
          Okay. But, just for tonight. And,
          that's it.
          CLICK! Alice and Meg look to Emma, holding the now open
          briefcase, eyes wide.

                         EMMA
          Lucky guess?

                         0
          A necklace of diamonds and enormous yellow stones sparkles
          like a constellation from within the case's velvet lining.

                         ALICE

                         (CLOSING IT)
          No jewelry.
          Emma nods.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Then it.all goes back.

                         MEG
          Dry-cleaned.

          INT. LES CASINO DES MONTE CARLO - NIGHT

          The gaming hall's towering ornate doors are opened by TWO
          DOORMEN for Alice, Emma and Meg to make their big entrance in
          Cordelia's couture chiffon, silk and organza.
          Heads held high, backs straight, they strike a remarkable
          tableaux as they pause in unison at the top of the room's
          raised landing to survey the swirl of roulette wheels and the
           tony European jet set.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          At first glance they look spectacular, but under closer 
          scrutiny one can read Meg's composed discomfort in wearing a
          dress that is too tight, nearly spilling her breasts, and the
          self-consciousness Alice endures in a dress made daringly
          short by her height.
          But, this is because we know them; to all other eyes they not
          only belong here, they own the room.
          They glance at one another, eyebrows up: "We're here!"

                         EMMA
          Don't you feel like we've won
          something already?
          Jean-Pierre comes to greet them with PRINCE DOMENICO DA
          SILVANO (30's, movie-star handsome), both in tuxedos,
          offering a hand to escort Emma down the few steps.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Mademoiselle Scott, you made it!
          Emma withholds her natural smile, placing just the tips of
          her fingers in Jean-Pierre's palm with exaggerated hauteur.

                         EMMA
          Enchante. 
          Jean-Pierre assists Meg and Alice, Meg clutching the top of
          her dress, Alice anxiously keeping the skirt of hers in place
          with a hand as she steps down.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          And Mademoiselle Margaret Kelly and
          Mademoiselle Alice Perry--

                         (FOR ALICE)
          I am very glad you were able to
          come this evening.
          Alice nods, blushes and tries to cover.

                         JEAN-PIERRE (CONT'D)
          May I present His Highness, Prince
          Domenico Da Silvano?
          Prince Da Silvano bows from the waist.

                         DOMENICO

                         MADEMOISELLE SCOTT--

                         EMMA
          Please, call me "Cordelia." 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                          DOMENICO
          If you will call me "Domenico."

                         EMMA
          I shall certainly try.
          Domenico escorts Emma out onto the casino floor as Jean-
          Pierre touches Alice's elbow.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Shall we?
          Alice and Meg allow Jean-Pierre to lead them, following Emma
          as GAMBLERS break from their games to track these three
          elegant women gliding smoothly through the room.

                         MEG
          (aside to Alice)
          I may as well be topless.

                         ALICE
          Please. I'm mooning everyone
          behind us.

          INT. LES CASINO - PRIVATE GAME ROOM - NIGHT


                         
          A DEALER unseals a new deck of cards as Domenico pulls out a
          chair for Emma at the room's enormous game table.

                         EMMA
          Oh, but, I really wasn't planning
          on playing this evening. I so much
          prefer to watch--
          Emma looks to Alice and Meg for help as Jean-Pierre leads
          them to the far side of a low railing to view the game.

                         DOMENICO

                         (A WINK)
          This I do not believe about you.
          He turns to the eight other PLAYERS (of various ages and
          genders, but all rich) clustered at the room's small bar.

                         DOMENICO (CONT'D)
          Ladies and gentlemen? Shall we
          begin?
          The other players make obligatory introductions and take up
          positions at the table as Jean-Pierre offers Alice and Meg
          tall upholstered stools to sit.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          Alice moves to sit, but then remembers her skirt, looks to 
          Meg who is unable to even raise a leg in her tight dress.

                         ALICE

                         (TO JEAN-PIERRE)
          Easier to see if we stand.
          Jean-Pierre hands them both a glass of Champagne.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          And why aren't you playing?

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Ah. I play behind the scenes.
          Like Robin Hood, I take from those
          who have more than enough, for
          those who have nothing but need.

                         (LAUGHS)
          Also, I do not play because I have
          no money of my own.
          Alice smiles, charmed by his candor, but then stops.

                         ALICE
          They're playing for money?
          (turns to Meg, flat)

                         IS
          They're playing for money.
          Together they turn to see Emma happily arranging the cards
          she is dealt in her hands.

                         DOMENICO
          Cordelia, why don't you do us the
          honor of setting this evening's
          stakes?
          Emma glances over to Alice and Meg who look back at her,
          ashen, and turns to the players who smile expectantly.

                         EMMA
          Oh. Um. Okay...
          She takes her handbag into her lap, opens it, looks.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)

                         (A GUESS)
          Alright. Why don't... Why don't
          we start at ten?
          A shocked player sputters into his drink.
          Emma places a twenty Euro note on the table. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          That is if anyone is able to make
          change.
          A beat.
          Jean-Pierre, Domenico and all the other players burst out
          laughing and Emma smiles, laughing too, but shoots a
          desperate look to Alice and Meg.

                         DOMENICO
          Marvelous!
          He signals an ATTENDANT over as Emma's shoulders relax.

                         DOMENICO (CONT'D)
          Please bring Mademoiselle Scott a
          rack of chips.

                         (TO EMMA)
          Two hundred?

                         EMMA

                         (BIG GULP)
          Um. Sure.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          You would not know it, but she is
          very funny.

                         MEG
          A riot.
          Domenico casts a glossy chip into the pot.

                         DOMENICO
          Mademoiselle Scott starts us at ten
          thousand a hand.
          Alice and Meg freeze, their champagne glasses sliding from
          their hands, while Emma's eyes grow as large as all the
          zeroes on Domenico's chip.

                         DOMENICO (CONT'D)
          You must be feeling very lucky.

          INT. LES CASINO - PRIVATE GAME ROOM - NIGHT


                         DEALER
          Mademoiselle Scott? It is your
          call.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          Emma sits locked in a cool stare-down over the top of her 
          cards with Domenico across from her at the tensed table.
          Meg downs a glass of Champagne in one gulp, snagging the back
          of the WAITER's jacket, hauling him back for a refill.
          The waiter turns to Alice, who pats at her face with a damp
          napkin, struggling to breathe.

                         MEG
          (takes bottle from waiter)
          I should probably keep this.

                         DEALER

                         (PRODDING)
          Mademoiselle?
          Emma places her cards face down before her, appears to fold.

                         EMMA
          Well...
          She moves her hands to the stacks and stacks of chips beside
          her, and pushes them to the center of the table.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)

                         0
          I'm all in.
          The other players gasp and Alice fails to suppress a whimper
          as she grasps Meg's pouring hand, spilling Champagne, drawing
          Jean-Pierre's attention.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Are you alright?

                         ALICE
          Great. I'm just--. Excuse me.
          Alice slips around the railing and heads for Emma as two
          players fold in near tears, leaving just Emma, Domenico and a
          DOWAGER (60's) in the game.

                          ALICE (CONT'D)
          I'm terribly sorry to interrupt.
          But, Cordelia, you look a little
          overheated... Why don't we--?

                         (WHISPERS LOW)
          .Have you completely lost your mind?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                          EMMA

                         (WHISPER BACK)
          Hey. Don't distract me. I'm in
          the middle of a hand--

                         ALICE
          Emma! That isn't Monopoly money!

                         EMMA
          Relax. I've got it under control--

                         ALICE
          And this isn't the mathletes finals
          in Kenosha!

                         EMMA
          Jean-Pierre, would you be a dear
          and get Alice some water?

                         (TO ALICE)
          You're the one that got us into
          this--!

                          ALICE
           What?!

                          DOMENICO
          I will see you, Cordelia.
          Domenico pushes his own mountain of chips to the pot in the
          center of the table and Alice buries her face in her hands
          when the dowager folds her cards.

                         EMMA
          (whisper to Alice)
          Now, go sit down and try to be
          cool, would you? Jeeze! Let me
          handle this.
          Alice moves back to her stool, tries to smile as she takes
          the water Jean-Pierre offers.

                         MEG
          What'd she say? What'd she say?

                         ALICE

                         (SICK)
          We're going down, Meg. Going down
          hard.

                         DEALER
          Mademoiselle. Your Highness. Your
          0 cards, please.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)
          Alice and Meg turn helplessly to the game table.

                         DOMENICO
          Ladies first.

                         EMMA
          After you. Please.
          Domenico can hardly contain his gloating as he reveals his
          three aces.

                         DOMENICO
          I am very sorry, Cordelia.
          A beat, then Emma shrugs.

                         EMMA
          Well. It is just a game after all.
          She turns her cards over and fans them on the table felt: A
          royal flush in the suit of hearts, ace high.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          I do hope there are no hard
          feelings.
          The other players cheer as Domenico's smile crashes.
          Emma shrieks with delight, turning to Alice and Meg who grab
          each other, barely keeping themselves from pitching over,
          glasses spilling, as the other players applaud.
          Emma rakes in the Everest of multi-colored chips with both
          arms, laughing as she's congratulated.

                         DOWAGER
          You must play often, Miss Scott.

                         EMMA
          Oh, a little, online. But, this is
          so much more fun!

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY - NIGHT

          Domenico and Jean-Pierre, each toting buckets of chips,
          escort Alice, Emma and Meg to the elevator, all giddy.

                         DOMENICO
          Not even a last drink in the bar?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          EMMA
          It's been such a splendid evening,
          I am reluctant to press my luck any
          further.

                         MEG
          Yeah. Good call, Cordelia.
          DING! The elevator arrives and the doors open as Domenico
          leans in towards Emma.

                         DOMENICO
          Then you must promise to dance with
          me at my party tomorrow.
          Emma evades Domenico by stepping onto the elevator.

                         EMMA
          Oh, Delmonico--

                         DOMENICO
          "Domenico."

                         EMMA
          I would not miss it for the world.

                         
          Meg collects the buckets from Domenico and steps on.

                         MEG
          Great meeting you, your Highness.
          Good times. Really.
          Jean-Pierre places his buckets in Alice's hands, a certain
          frisson to the simple exchange.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Tomorrow night?

                         EMMA
          Wait!
          Before Alice can respond to Jean-Pierre, Emma takes one of
          the buckets from Alice and hands it back to him.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          You must keep this one. For your
          foundation.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          But, your family has already been

                         SO GENEROUS--

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         ALICE 
          She really believes in education.
          The doors start to close.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Good night, then.

                         DOMENICO
          And, welcome to Monte Carlo.
          The doors close, leaving Jean-Pierre and Domenico to gaze
          fondly where the three women had just been.
          They both sigh and turn for the bar, when they hear shrieking
          from the elevator as it rises above them.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - ELEVATOR - NIGHT

          Alice, Meg and Emma jump up and down, screaming like girls at
          a slumber party, chips flying everywhere.

                         MONTAGE:

          EXT. BEAUTY SALON - DAY


                         
          Alice, Meg and Emma burst through the salon doors into the
          street, their hair color richer, eyes brighter, a new
          lightness to their step; vivid, brilliantly polished versions
          of their essential selves.
          Heads turn as they set out together.

          INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY

          The wings of a brass-framed three-way mirror spin and spread
          in a swirling kaleidoscope of shifting reflections:
          Alice, Meg and Emma work their way through an increasingly
          spectacular and audacious series of combinations, dresses and
          gowns, modeling for each other as they are tended to by
          SHOPGIRLS and SEAMSTRESSES...
          --Alice twirls in a navy dress with white polka dots.
          --Meg slaps her own ass with a laugh, admiring herself from
          the back in a pair of pencil thin sexy black jeans.
          --Emma glows in a pale lavender strapless satin gown.

                         END MONTAGE:

                         

                         

                         

                         

                         
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           INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY

          Alice, Meg and Emma watch as a number of their dresses are
          boxed and a CASHIER writes them up.

                         SHOP GIRL
          Would you like these put on your
          account, Mademoiselle Scott?

                         ALICE
          No. Thank you, we'll be paying

                         CASH--

                         EMMA
          But, it would be darling if you
          could have them sent round our
          hotel.

                         MEG
          Wait. You know what, on second
          thought, I'm not getting these--
          She pulls the pair of jeans from her pile of clothes.

                         EMMA
          But, they looked amazing on you!

                         

          EXT. OPEN AIR MARKET - DAY


                         MEG
          Where was I ever going to wear
          them? Seriously?

                         EMMA
          You wear them here! Anywhere!
          Alice, you tell her--
          Alice opens her mouth, but stops herself as the three wander
          the crowded market stalls heaped with fountains of flowers in
          every color, breads, fresh produce, trinkets and souvenirs.

                         ALICE
          No. I'm not going to tell you what
          to do.

                         MEG
          Thank you. It's silly, anyway.
          They're just jeans. I want to find
          something for the kids--

                         EMMA
           Oh, Meg! Look! For Finn!

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          Emma leaps to one of the stalls, seizing a profusion of 
          plastic jeweled tiaras displayed alongside photographs of
          Princess Grace. She places a tiara on her head, modeling.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          How perfect is this?!

                         ALICE
          Even better!
          Alice holds up a pair of pink satin toe shoes, swinging them
          from their ribbon laces.

          INT. SHOE REPAIR SHOP - DAY

          A SHOP OWNER (60's) slips a pair of freshly polished men's
          shoes into a paper bag, placing them on the counter in front
          of Richard, who pulls out his wallet.

                         RICHARD

                         (REMEMBERING)
          Oh. And the suitcase.
          The shop owner retrieves Alice's mended suitcase from a
          nearby shelf, a tag on the zipper.

          RICHARD (CONT'D) 
          How much do I owe you for that?

          EXT. STRIP MALL - DAY

          Richard exits the shoe repair carrying Alice'.s repaired
          suitcase, headed for his car.

                         GLENN
          Hey, Richard!
          Richard glances up to see Glenn crossing the parking lot with
          Seamus and Finn, pushing a cart piled high with groceries.

                         CUT TO:
          Richard finishes helping Glenn and the kids transfer grocery
          bags to the open trunk of Glenn's squad car.

                         GLENN (CONT'D)

                         (CLOSING TRUNK)
          So, we'll see you at seven then--

                         RICHARD
          And that's two with sausage, extra
          sauce, no onions-- 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          SEAMUS
          Thin crust.

                         RICHARD
          Got it.
          Richard picks up Alice's suitcase.

                         FINN
          Are you going to France, too?

                         RICHARD
          No. I just--
          Glenn turns, noticing the suitcase for the first time.

                         GLENN
          Whoa! Hold on! You're going to
          surprise Alice--?

                         FINN
          I love surprises!

                         RICHARD
          What? No, I---

                         

                         GLENN
          Oh, man, I win!
          Richard blinks as Glenn claps him on the shoulder.

                         GLENN (CONT'D)
          Meg and I've had this bet going:
          She thought it would be on Alice's
          next birthday, but I knew it was
          going to be this trip to France!

                         RICHARD
          Glenn, listen--

                         GLENN
          Don't worry! I won't blow it for
          you! I won't call anyone, ruin the

                         SURPRISE--

                         (PLAYFUL PUNCH)
          You sly dog! You've probably
          booked the best suite in Paris. Am
          I right? Got the ring, the whole
          show--. This is so you!

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         RICHARD 
          (confused, but flattered)
          So...me?

                         GLENN
          Sure! That's why Alice loves you.
          You get how much this trip's meant
          to her; now, you're just putting
          the icing on the cake. The big
          gesture, you know? Not too
          dominating: Supportive. Loving!
          (shakes his head)
          You're the man, Richard. Big
          props.
          Glenn pulls Richard into a big happy bear hug.

                         GLENN (CONT'D)
          Congratulations.

                         RICHARD
          Glenn. She said, no.

          EXT. OPEN AIR MARKET - DAY

          BERNARD ROCHAND (late 30's), an appealing Frenchman in a worn

                         
          sportscoat, pauses in collecting leeks when he spots Meg on
          the other side of the open stall.
          He watches as she surveys the rich array of fresh produce,
          lifting a tomato to her nose, inhaling with a private smile.
          Meg bites into the tomato, spurting juice onto her cheek and
          down her front.
          She looks up as she attempts to wipe the juice away, stopping
          when she catches Bernard smiling with amusement.
          Meg rolls her eyes with self-deprecation and moves on along
          the line of stalls.
          Bernard pays for his purchase and follows, finding Meg at
          another stall where a FRENCHWOMAN tries to communicate how to
          prepare the fish they both admire.
          Meg nods, not entirely understanding, but getting enough of
          it to gesture responses.
          The woman grabs some newspaper, wrapping the fish, and
          thrusts it towards Meg with a smile.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          MEG
          Oh, no. No. I'm sorry. I'd like
          to. But...
          The woman is confused, vaguely insulted.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          I don't have a kitchen. No place
          to cook.

                         BERNARD
          She is only a visitor. Without a
          kitchen. But, it is a beautiful
          fish. Maybe next time.
          Meg turns to find Bernard beside her.

                         BERNARD (CONT'D)
          I have explained.
          Meg hesitates uncertainly before this friendly stranger.

                         MEG
          Well, thank you...
          She smiles at the woman and starts to walk away, only to find

                         
          Bernard falling into step with her.

                         BERNARD
          You are American.
          Meg glances at Bernard and away, uncomfortable, but curious,
          drawn by his warmth and the familiar greetings he exchanges
          with various vendors as they walk.

                         MEG
          From Wisconsin. Yes.
          Bernard reaches a handkerchief from his jacket for Meg.

                         BERNARD
          You cook in Wisconsin?
          Meg uses the handkerchief to blot the remaining tomato juice.

                         MEG
          I try. But... We don't have even
          half of this at home.
          She points to a tray of miniature lobsters.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          Like those. I've only seen them in
          magazines.

                         BERNARD
          Ah, langoustines. Many ways to

                         PREPARE THESE--

                         MEG
          I'd go for a saute, being a
          Midwestern gal.

                         BERNARD
          Court-bouillon.

                         MEG

                         (IMPRESSED)
          Poaching.

                         BERNARD
          With sea water. Amazing.

                         MEG
          So, you cook.
          Bernard dips his head modestly.

                         

                         BERNARD
          As you say, "I try."
          (offers his hand)
          Bernard. Rochand.
          Meg shakes his hand and returns the handkerchief.

                         MEG
          Meg. Kelly. Thank you again for

                         YOUR HELP--

                         BERNARD
          And, how long are you in Monte
          Carlo, Meg?
          Meg's brow furrows slightly and she turns to head back.

                         MEG
          I need to find my--. . My friends
          are around here somewhere...

                         BERNARD
          I will help you find them. We can

                         WALK TOGETHER--

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)

                         MEG

                         (LAUGHS)
          Look. It was nice to meet you--

                         BERNARD
          "Bernard."

                         MEG
          Yeah. But, I'm gonna walk myself.
          Thanks, though.
          She slips into the moving crowd, leaving Bernard to watch as
          she meets Alice and Emma further up the street.
          He holds a beat, then turns when called to by a vendor.

          INT. RICHARD'S APARTMENT - DAY

          Glenn paces as Richard holds the phone at his desk, the
          Esprit de Corps Tours website on his computer's screen.

                         RICHARD
          It's been two days and it didn't
          occur to you to call anyone?

           EXT. PALAIS DE CHAILLOT - DAY

          Madame Valery, cellphone to her ear, leads'the few remaining
          members of her flock down the wide steps, across the Seine
          from the Eiffel tower.

                         MADAME VALERY
          She refused to follow my
          instructions. She sabotaged my
          tour. Ruined it for everyone!

                         RICHARD
          Wait. Alice did? Alice Perry?

                         MADAME VALERY
          She took my flag!

                         CUTTING BETWEEN:

                         RICHARD
          But, if their luggage is still
          there, then they're missing--

                         GLENN
          Missing? What the--?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         RICHARD 
          How do I get in touch with the
          police?

                         GLENN
          Hey, I'm the police!

                         RICHARD
          Are you the police in France?

                         MADAME VALERY
          The police? Monsieur. Nothing
          could keep her from seeing Paris
          her way. Believe me. She was very
          determined.

                         RICHARD

                         BUT--

                         GLENN
          What's she saying?

                         MADAME VALERY
          You are the husband, yes?
          Richard hesitates, looks to Glenn. 

                         RICHARD

                         (FIRMLY)
          Yes. I am the husband.
          Glenn nods emphatically.

          INT. VILLA DA SILVANO - NIGHT

          A cascade of yellow and gold balloons washes over Alice as
          she dances with Meg and Emma to a Euro-trance-pop beat at the
          center of the crowded dance floor.
          Emma screams with delight in a new dress and plastic tiara,
          batting balloons as Domenico who spins her away.
          Alice watches with heightened vigilance as Emma dances with
          her prince and blows a kiss to Alice and Meg.

                         MEG
          Alice, she's fine...

                         (MARVELING)
          Look where we are! Can you even
          remember the last time we danced
          like this? It's gotta be-Martha
          Lapland's wedding-- 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          ALICE
          Actually, sometimes Richard and I
          go to Madison's on Saturdays--

                         MEG
          (stops dancing, laughs)
          The gay bar?

                         ALICE
          (shrugs, matter of fact)
          They've got the best music.

                         MEG
          I am so butting in on that.
          Alice laughs and spins, crashing directly into Jean-Pierre.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          And I was looking for you!
          From the edge of the dance floor, NIKOLAI LUDOVIC (late 30s),
          squat, bald, completely nondescript but for his white tie and
          tails, watches Emma ardently.
          He stops a waiter, taking his tray of Champagne flutes.

                         
          Emma spins to find Nikolai at her elbow, grinning, holding up
          this offering, and she takes him for a waiter.

                         EMMA
          Ooh! Thank you! I'm so thirsty!
          Nikolai remains planted, holding his tray with a smile,
          watching with bright eyes as Emma drinks.
          She lowers her glass and her full attention snags on Nikolai,
          really registering his presence now as she searches his warm,
          gentle eyes.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          It's a wonderful party, isn't it?
          Nikolai nods and offers her another glass of Champagne.
          Alice, dancing with Jean-Pierre, subtly repositions herself
          in order to keep an eye on Emma.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Cordelia, she can take care of
          herself, yes?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         ALICE 
          What? Oh, yeah, of course...
          Meg dances by herself, having a great time, taking in the
          room, the music and the people, when a handsome MAN begins to
          match her moves, insinuates himself.
          She smiles but shakes her head as she moves away, turning her
          back to evade him.
          Another gorgeous MAN sidles up to Meg, joining her solo
          dance, wiggling his eyebrows invitingly.

                         MEG
          No, thanks.
          She moves off only to be met by GIORGIO (40's, sexy, Euro-
          suave) who smoothly steps in.

                         MEG (CONT'D)

                         NO--

                         GIORGIO

                         (GRINNING WIDE)
          Yes! Giorgio!

                         
          Emma slips away from dancing with Domenico, moving to Nikolai
          who remains with his tray at the ready,.brightening at her
          approach, lifting a glass.

                         EMMA
          Don't you need to, like, circulate?

                         NIKOLAI
          Ya znal, chto naydu tebya.
          Emma blushes as though showered in compliments.

                         EMMA
          Really?

                         PENELOPE

                         (FLAT)
          Cordelia Winthrop Scott.
          Emma turns, still smiling, to find PENELOPE PENROSE (late
          20s, British), frail and bird-like, but attempting to hold a
          warrior's stance with her shoulders thrown back.

                         EMMA
          Yes?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)

                          PENELOPE
          Do you not know who I am?
          Emma's smile falters as she glances furtively about.

                         EMMA
          Um. 'Course I do... Hi.

                         PENELOPE
          Penelope. Penelope Penrose.
          Penelope's chin quivers as she reads Emma's blank look.

                         PENELOPE (CONT'D)
          I spent a year in hospital--

                         EMMA
          Hospital? What happened?!

                         PENELOPE
          You did! You happened!
          Alice swivels around at the raised voices, spots Penelope
          facing Emma.

                         ALICE

                         
          Excuse me!
          She dodges away from Jean-Pierre, hooking Meg's arm in
          passing, yanking her away from Giorgio as she heads for Emma.

                         PENELOPE
          Don't pretend you don't remember!
          Third year at Le Rosey! You threw
          my luggage in the pool. Set fire
          to my mattress. You cut off all my

                         HAIR--

                         MEG
          What? That's awful!

                         PENELOPE
          While I was sleeping

                         EMMA
          She did that to you?

                         ALICE

                         (CORRECTING)
          Cordelia! How could you?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (4)

                         PENELOPE 
          That was just the first night.

                         ALICE
          Say you're sorry, Cordelia.

                         (WHISPERS)
          And let's get out of here!

                         EMMA
          Alice, no--. Wait a minute--

                         PENELOPE
          (to Alice and Meg)
          she turned all my friends against
          me... They had to send me away...
          To live with the nuns--
          Emma grabs Penelope by the shoulders.

                         EMMA
          Now, you listen to me, Penelope
          Penrose. You have no idea how long
          I've waited for this moment.
          Penelope flinches, preparing for a beating.

                         

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          But, I had no way of finding you
          after you left us, and...Oh, Penny.
          Don't you see? Don't you know that
          I was just jealous?
          Alice and Meg exchange looks.

                         PENELOPE

                         (SMALL)
          Jealous?

                         EMMA
          You were so smart. So clever and

                         BEAUTIFUL--

                         PENELOPE
          I was ugly--

                         EMMA
          No, Penny. I was ugly. I was a
          monster.

                         PENELOPE
          Penny Pignose. That's what you
          called me-- 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (5)

                          EMMA
          Because, I knew I could never
          compete! Not with anyone as
          special as you.

                         PENELOPE
          You thought I was special?
          Emma looks at Penelope, nods emphatically.

                         EMMA
          You want to know what I've waited
          for all these years, Penelope
          Penrose?
          Penelope shakes her head almost imperceptibly.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          To do this.
          Emma opens her arms wide and pulls Penelope into a hug.
          She looks at Alice and Meg over Penelope's shoulder, and then
          closes her eyes with genuine emotion for a beat, pulling back
          to smile into Penelope's grateful, tear-streaked face.

                         

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Now... Friends?

          INT. BISTRO - LATE NIGHT


                         DOMENICO
          (raising a glass)
          To friends! old and new!
          Emma seizes Penelope's hand from across the table, placing it
          in Domenico's as she drunkenly sings the old Girl Scout song.

                         EMMA
          "Make new friends and keep the old,
          one is silver and the other's
          gold!"
          Alice and Jean-Pierre lean toward each other intimately'
          across the packed, lively table of PARTY-GOERS.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          But, no one really lives here.
          Monte Carlo. It's like Hong Kong.
          People merely come and go. People
          like me. Well, and then, people
           like yourself.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          Alice nods to a WAITER who arrives to refill her Champagne 
          glass, pouring as Jean-Pierre speaks.

                         ALICE
          People like me?

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          People with money. This is why I
          come. I help assuage their guilt
          when I remind them that there are
          children in this world who do not
          have clean water to drink, while
          they drink Champagne.

                         ALICE
          And that works?
          Jean-Pierre blinks, then bursts out laughing.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          I take myself far too seriously.

                         ALICE
          No. I'm sorry, I didn't mean--.
          I've seen the pictures of the
          schools. The work you do is

                         

                         ADMIRABLE--

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          And I'm afraid I talk about it
          because I myself am not that
          interesting...
          (a hand on her arm)
          I'd rather know about you.

                         ALICE

                         (TRAPPED)
          Oh. Well. You know. I...do what
          I can, here and there. A little
          volunteer work...
          She turns to her Champagne, rolling her eyes at herself.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Oh, brother.
          Meg sits further down the length of all the tables laid end
          to end, beside Giorgio, who has pulled his chair close,
          draping an arm casually across the back of hers.

                         MEG
          Okay, wait. You're a man, right? 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)
           Giorgio laughs.

                          MEG (CONT'D)
          Yeah, I know: I'm funny. But, see
          if you can answer something for me.
          Ten years you're married, to the
          girl you dated in high school. I'm
          talking the girl you lost your
          virginity to, the one who gave you
          two great kids that you're just
          crazy about. Then one morning,
          what? You wake up, and out of the
          blue, it's like, "Oh, hey, honey, I
          think I'm in love with this other
          woman..."

                         (PAUSES)
          His patrol partner.
          A beat as Giorgio shakes his head sadly.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          I thought I was his partner.
          Giorgio takes Meg hand, more in comfort than come on.

                         GIORGIO
           You heart feels betrayed.

                         MEG
          (telling a secret)
          I feel like I failed.

                         GIORGIO
          I tell you this: A man...he will
          always love the mother of his
          children.
          Meg blinks, taking this in.

                         GIORGIO (CONT'D)
          Now you must kiss someone else.

                         MEG

                         (LAUGHS)
          Oh, I see--

                         GIORGIO
          To break the spell. You must!
          Then you will be free.
          A plate of beautifully arranged langoustine is placed on the
          table in front of Meg.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)

                         MEG 
          Oh, I'm sorry, 'I didn't order--
          She looks up to find Bernard standing in chef's whites.

                         BERNARD
          (smiles, nods)
          Madame Kelly.
          He heads toward for the kitchen before she can say anything.
          Emma pours sloppy glasses of Champagne for her companions as
          though playing a game of tag, spilling wine.

                         EMMA
          And you're my friend...and you're
          my friend. . .and you're my--
          She turns with the bottle to find Nikolai who has
          materialized beside her on the long banquette.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Oh, hey! You were at the party!
          Do you work here, too?
          Nikolai cheerfully shakes his head, holds up her purse.

                         

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Oh! Did I forget that? Wow, what
          a lifesaver! Thanks!

                         NIKOLAI
          Ti takaya vaskhititel'naya.
          Emma sets the bottle down to concentrate on Nikolai.

                         EMMA
          You're not from here, are you?

                         (OVER-ENUNCIATING)
          I'm Emm--. My name is Cordelia.

                         NIKOLAI
          (points to himself)
          Nikolai.

          EXT. STREET - PRE-DAWN

          Alice and Jean-Pierre walk along, side by side, their hands
          nearly touching, among the rest of the restaurant party.
          Alice looks up, taking in the bowl of pre-dawn sky, and
          glances over at Jean-Pierre who watches her. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          ALICE
          The stars are still out.
          Ahead, Emma breaks away from Penelope and Domenico, leaving
          the two to walk on together as she comes back toward Alice.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Where's Meg?
          Alice looks around and sees Giorgio walking alone among the
          strolling party guests.

                         ALICE
          I thought she was right behind us--

          INT. BISTRO KITCHEN - PRE-DAWN

          Bernard takes a tray of dishes from his FATHER (70's,
          striking resemblance) who enters from the dining room.

                         BERNARD
          Papa, sit down. Rest.

          INT. BISTRO - PRE-DAWN

           Bernard enters with the tray, stopping when he sees Meg
          examining a menu by the front door of the empty bistro.

                         MEG

                         (SLY SMILE)
          You do cook.
          Bernard shrugs, smiling as he comes forward.

                         BERNARD
          You enjoyed your meal?

                         MEG
          Adding the fresh orange; nice.
          Bernards nods, accepting the compliment.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          But, a little fennel would've been
          "wow."

                         BERNARD
          Next time, you cook.

                         EMMA
          Meg! What are you doing? Come on!
           We're going to watch--

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          Emma and Alice stop short just outside in the street, pausing 
          as they sense they've interrupted.

                         ALICE
          We were--. We're going to watch
          the sunrise.
          Meg hesitates, turning between her friends and Bernard.

                         BERNARD

                         (SMILES)
          You should not miss it.

          EXT. STREET - PRE-DAWN

          Alice and Emma walk with Meg down the narrow street at the
          end of which the party guests stroll and Jean-Pierre waits
          for Alice, with Penelope, Domenico and Nikolai.

                         ALICE
          The guy from the market?

                         EMMA
          He is so cute! And a cook--!

                         MEG 
          Chef .

                         EMMA
          And you're single now!
          Meg slows to a stop, stands a beat.

                         MEG

                         (QUIETLY)
          I'm single. I'm single, now.

                         ALICE
          You know, Julia Child didn't take
          her first cooking class until she
          was thirty seven.

                         MEG

                         (SMILES)
          I told you that.

                         PENELOPE
          It's coming, Cordelia! The sun!

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          is EXT. PLACE DE CASINO -- DAWN
          Alice, Emma and Meg, arms linked, round the corner into the
          square with the rest of the party guests, just as the very
          edge of the sun crests the horizon of the open sea.
          Alice turns to Meg and Emma, sharing this moment so far
          beyond anything they could have dreamed.

                         MEG
          We'd be getting up now.

                         ALICE
          If we were home.

                         EMMA
          But, we're not.

                         PHOTOGRAPHER
          Cordelia!
          The spell is broken by a TRIO OF PAPARAZZI who spring to life
          by the hotel's entrance.

                         PAPARAZZI
           Cordelia! Cordelia!

                         EMMA
          Oh, good! I want a picture! Of
          the three of us! All of us!
          The paparazzi swarm from the steps towards Emma.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          By the fountain!
          She runs for the sprays of water, pulling Alice and Meg, and
          the paparazzi meet them, flashing away.
          Leaning against the fountain's balustrade, Emma gestures for
          everyone to join them.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Penelope! Come on. I want one
          with everybody!
          Penelope, Domenico and Jean-Pierre join with other members of
          the group and Emma lines them all up.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Okay! Ready? One, two--

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          She spots Nikolai observing at a short distance. 

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Wait! Wait! Niki!
          He shakes his head, bashful, but Emma gestures him over,
          swinging her arms wildly.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Nikolai, you, too! I need all my
          friends--Whoops!
          Her feet zip out from beneath her and she sails backwards
          over the balustrade, reaching for Alice and Meg, pulling them
          with her as the camera's flash.

          SPLASH!

          EXT. CHARLES DE GAULLE AIRPORT - DAY

          A 747 airliner touches down on the tarmac.

          INT. CHARLES DE GAULLE AIRPORT - BAGGAGE CLAIM - DAY

          Alice's repaired suitcase tumbles off the conveyer belt.

                         

                         RICHARD
          Excuse me. Pardon me.
          Richard skirts around a man with a newspaper to retrieve the
          bag and heads for customs.
          As Richard exits, the man folds his newspaper to its bold
          headline: SCOTT MAKES A SPLASH!, and a huge photograph of
          Emma, Alice and Meg laughing together in the fountain.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Emma enters from the bedroom in a swimsuit and wrap, to find
          Alice hanging up the desk phone.

                         EMMA
          Alice, have you seen my sandals?

                         ALICE
          Okay, there's a two o'clock and a
          four o'clock train to--

                         EMMA
          Train? Where are you going?
          Alice looks up and takes in Emma's costume. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          ALICE
          Where are you going?

                         EMMA
          I'm going to the beach. With
          Penelope.
          Meg enters through the suite's door carrying a bakery bag.

                         MEG
          Breakfast is here! There's this
          fantastic bakery around the corner.
          I've already had three brioche.
          And I saw the greatest little shop
          for the kids, but they weren't open

                         YET--
          (off Alice's look)
          What's going on?

                         (TO EMMA)
          What happened?

                         EMMA
          I don't know. She's talking about
          train schedules...
          Emma trails off as she and Meg and Alice look between each

                         
          other in confusion, each processing for a beat.

                         ALICE
          We need to start packing, right?
          If we're going back to Paris--

                         EMMA
          Back to Paris?

                         ALICE
          That was the plan--

                         MEG
          What plan?

                         EMMA
          We're not staying for the auction?

                         ALICE
          We were just going to come down,
          take a look around and--

                         MEG
          That was before we knew it was for
          a charity. Remember the kids?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         EMMA 
          In Africa.

                         ALICE
          The ones we stole a trip from? The
          kids who are paying for this room?

                         MEG
          Alice, what's with you? We'll pay
          for the room--

                         EMMA
          We're rich!

                         ALICE
          So, I'm the only one worried about
          the fact that we're lying to
          everyone we've met?

                         MEG
          Lying? To who? Jean-Pierre?

                         EMMA
          You're the one who said we had to
          go to the casino--

                         

                         ALICE
          And now I'm apparently the only
          who's worried we might get caught.

                         MEG
          She's in Iceland.

                         ALICE
          One of her friends is bound to find
          out, or her family--

                         MEG
          What friends?

                         EMMA
          I've got friends.
          The doorbell rings and they turn their heads in unison, then
          look to each other with sudden alarm.
          A beat.
          Emma goes to the door, finding Penelope, also dressed for the
          beach, who holds up the newspaper with it's fountain photo.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)

                          PENELOPE
          Have you seen?

                         EMMA
          Oh, my god! We look great!
          (ushers Penelope in)
          Alice, look!
          Alice takes the paper, Meg reading over her shoulder.

                         MEG

                         (LAUGHS)
          We have got to get that in the
          yearbook.

                         PENELOPE
          Yearbook?

                         ALICE
          Penelope, could you excuse us?

                         PENELOPE
          Oh. of course. Where--?
          Alice shows Penelope to the bedroom, closes the door and
          spins to face Emma and Meg.

                         

                         ALICE

                         (HUSHED PANIC)
          This is what I'm talking about!
          This is why we have to go--

                         EMMA
          Doesn't it mean we have to stay?

                         MEG
          Oh, this is so typical. Just
          because it's not on your map,
          'cause you didn't plan it--. We
          all agree to take this adventure
          and then you won't jump.

                         ALICE
          I won't--? Jump?
          Meg drops into a chair, mumbling an aside to herself.

                         MEG
          Now I know how Richard must feel.
          Alice comes to a full stop and gapes at Meg, stung.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: ( 4)

                         ALICE 
          Richard...?

                         MEG

                         (FEEBLE APOLOGY)
          I'm just saying...

                         ALICE
          Well, you're sure one to talk.
          Meg's eyes flick up to Alice.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          You can't even bring yourself to
          buy a pair of jeans anymore--

                         EMMA
          Okay, you know what? Let's just
          pack. It's not fun anymore.
          Alice, if you think we should go,
          then that's what we're gonna do.
          You're in charge.
          Meg scoffs, an exasperated exhale.

                         ALICE 
          No way. Not anymore I'm not. You
          want to go to the beach? Go to the
          beach. You want to go the market?
          Go! "Liberte, egalite,
          fraternite!"

                         EMMA
          What does that mean?
          Alice snatches up her purse and heads for the door.

                         ALICE
          It means everyone should do exactly
          what they want.

                         MEG
          Exactly.

                         EMMA
          Alice, wait! Where are you--?
          You're not going back to Paris--?

                         ALICE

                         (RIGHTEOUS)
          Me? No. I'm going to have an
          adventure. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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           She exits, slamming the door behind her.
          A beat.

                         MEG
          (off Emma's look)
          Don't look at me like that.
          The door opens, and Alice re-enters, striding across the room
          for the desk, not looking at either Emma or Meg.

                         ALICE
          I just--. My guide book.
          She picks up her book and crosses back to the door.

          EXT. LE PETIT SOMMEIL HOTEL - DAY

          Richard steps from the hotel with a MANAGER (50's) who
          pantomimes that he recognizes Alice from the snapshot Richard
          shows him, but has no idea where she could be.
          Richard pulls out a map to point at a random spot and the
          manager gestures up the street, down the street, shrugging:
          She could be anywhere.

                         

          EXT. GRIMALDI PALACE - DAY

          Alice, amid a crowd of tourists, only half watches the
          changing of the guards outside the palace gates.
          She snaps herself out of her distraction with a shake of her
          head and turns to the marked pages in her guide book.

                         CARL
          Alice?
          She glances up to find Carl and Deedee from the tour.

                         DEEDEE
          We thought that was you!

                         ALICE
          Oh! Carl! Deedee!
          Alice is surprisingly overcome and impulsively throws her
          arms around both of them.

                         DEEDEE
          Well, we're sure surprised to see
          you, too!

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         ALICE 
          But, what are you doing here? How
          did you--?

                         CARL
          Well, when we saw how you stood up
          to that Madame Valery--! If Alice
          can do that, we thought, what the
          heck's holdin' us back? This is
          our honeymoon!

                         DEEDEE
          I was scared, but then, well, you
          only live once! And as long as
          we've got each other--

                         CARL
          We've got everything, right?
          Alice blinks, unaccountably teary eyed.

                         ALICE
          Yes. That's right.

                         CARL
          Sometimes you've just gotta follow

                         
          your heart. Be bold: Let the rest
          take care of itself.

          EXT. PARIS - ARC DE TRIOMPHE - DAY

          Richard stands with his map beneath the arch where all roads
          come together in a spinning roundabout of bleating car horns.
          He looks down the length of the Champs Elysees, overwhelmed.
          The Japanese couple from Notre Dame approach Richard to ask
          directions and he shrugs helplessly, pressing the map on
          them, and steps out as a crosswalk signal turns to green.

          EXT. MONTE CARLO - STREET - DAY

          Alice embraces Deedee and Carl beside a waiting taxi.

                         CARL
          Tell the girls we would have loved
          to see them, but--

                         DEEDEE
          Italy calls! And Greece! We're
          even thinking of hitting Turkey!
          Imagine! We'll send you postcards. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          0 Alice puts her friends in the taxi, closing the door as
          Deedee scrolls the window down.

                         ALICE
          Enjoy every second of it!

                         DEEDEE
          You, too, honey!

                         CARL
          Bon voyage!
          The car pulls away, Carl and Deedee turning in their seats to
          wave at Alice through the rear window.
          Alice waves until they are out of sight and slowly lowers her
          hand, standing alone in the street.
          A beat.
          Alice sighs and pulls out her guide book, unfolding a map as
          she looks up to gather her bearings.
          She takes in the quiet street, the view of the ocean, then
          looks back at the map in her hands.

                         
          She straightens up, a new look of purpose on her face, and
          crosses the street to toss her guide book and map in the
          trash can on the corner, striking out unaided down a narrow
          twisting street hung with vines and flowers.

          EXT. MONTE CARLO - STREET - EVENING

          Alice rounds the corner of one street into the tight
          intersection of two narrow alleys in the fading twilight.
          She looks around,.cheeks flushed, hair pasted to her
          forehead, lost in a maze of dilapidated walled courtyards and
          apartment blocks; home to the city's service workers.
          She hesitates, then forges ahead down one street until she
          sees that it dead ends, and she doubles back.

          EXT. MONTE CARLO - STREET - EVENING

          Alice suppresses panic as she walks briskly up a steep alley,
          high in the hills, trailed now by a small stray DOG.
          She stops, turns to the dog that also stops then sits.

                         ALICE
          is Go. Go home.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          She turns and starts forward, the dog following. 
          Alice stops again, turns, and the dog sits.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Don't follow me. I have no idea
          where I'm going...
          The dog cocks its head in comment.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Okay?
          Alice turns to climb the street's incline.
          The dog follows.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - LATE AFTERNOON

          Penelope, dressed for the evening, gets up from reclining on
          the bed to join Emma who models a gown before a mirror.
          The two regard Emma's reflection, cocking their heads in an
          identical manner at precisely the same time.
          Penelope draws a necklace in gesture, indicating Emma's bare

                         
          collar bone.
          Emma turns, lit by an idea, and pulls the'steel briefcase
          from its hiding place beneath the bed.

          INT. BISTRO - EVENING

          Meg opens the door from the street, stepping inside, wearing
          the sexy jeans she hadn't bought the day before.
          Bernards's father makes his way to meet her with menus.

                         EMILE
          Madame?

                         MEG
          Just one.
          He leads her to a table along the wall and holds out a chair.
          Seated, Meg follows him with her eyes to the kitchen where
          Bernard works furiously at the stove, tossing the contents of
          a sauce pan with an expert flick of his wrist.
          Bernard glances out to the dining room, seeming to sense Meg
          before knowing he'll find her there. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          0 Meg matches the broad smile that sweeps Bernard's face.

           EXT. CAFE - PARIS - EVENING

          A pair of strolling LOVERS draw Richard's attention as he
          massages his stockinged foot at a sidewalk table.
          He watches them stop, kiss, then continue on their way.
          A WAITER returns with Richard's change on a plate and Richard
          fits his shoe back on his foot, gathers his things to stand.
          He stops when he notices the front page of a newspaper folded
          on a chair at the next table.
          He quickly unfolds it to the photograph of Alice and Meg with
          Emma in the fountain, scans down to the caption: Cordelia
          Scott and friends in Monte Carlo. Hotel de Paris, etc...

          EXT. MONTE CARLO - STREET - EVENING

          Alice feeds the little dog a scrap of meat as she eats a
          kabob, seated on the curb by a street vendor's food cart
          around which ALGERIAN MEN lounge in plastic lawn chairs.
           The dog looks at her avidly, hungry for more.
          Alice holds her kabob stick out for the dog to eat,
          surrendering her dinner with pleasure.
          As Alice sips from a bottle of beer, a soccer ball bounces
          off the curb and rolls to a stop beside her.
          She looks up as a ragtag BAND OF KIDS call from the dusty lot
          across the street, asking for their ball.
          A beat as Alice regards the ball.

          INT./EXT. YACHT PARTY - EVENING

          Emma wears Cordelia's elaborate necklace, standing alone,
          within a throng of PARTY GOERS, all conversing in French.
          she nods and smiles absently, though she's clearly lost, out
          of her element, when Giorgio approaches.

                         GIORGIO
          Where is Meg? I do not see her.

                         EMMA
           No. I... I don't think she's
          0 coming. I'm sorry.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          Emma drifts away to the ship's rail where she turns to 
          survey the party, smiling wistfully at Penelope and Domenico
          locked in intimate conversation.

                         PHOTOGRAPHER
          Cordelia! There she is! Cordelia!
          The trio of paparazzi putter alongside in a small boat,
          peppering the yacht with their camera flashes.
          Emma looks out at them, without her usual animation.

                         PHOTOGRAPHER (CONT'D)
          Smile, Cordelia! Please, smile!
          Emma waves, but can't seem to manage that smile.

                         NIKOLAI
          Ty v poryadke?
          Emma turns to find Nikolai standing beside her in white tie,
          a piece of cake extended in one hand, a fork in the other.
          Emma's eyes light up as if a switch has been thrown and the
          flash of a camera records her huge, dazzling smile.

                         EMMA
          Niki.
          He bows slightly, offering the cake.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          You work here too? You never get a
          night off...
          He smiles, shaking his head, hands her the cake.

                         NIKOLAI
          Ya sa-meey shas-li-veey che-lo-vek
          na zem-le, pa-ta-mu chto u me-nya
          yest' tee.
          Emma hangs on every incomprehensible word.

                         NIKOLAI (CONT'D)
          Vy menya panimayete?

                         EMMA
          Oh, Niki... I'm so glad you found
          me.

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
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           INT. BISTRO - KITCHEN - NIGHT


                         MEG
          Seamus. He's ten. Built a website
          for his fourth grade class. Now
          he's got actual clients. And
          that's Finn, the prima ballerina.
          She'll be six in June--
          Emile examines photographs of Seamus and Charlotte from Meg's
          wallet while she refills their glasses at the kitchen table
          and Bernard works at the stove.

                         EMILE
          Elle est coquin, oui?

                         MEG
          Oh, she's no chicken. She's not
          scared of anything--

                         BERNARD

                         (LAUGHS)
          Not a chicken. He says, she looks
          like a rascal.

                         MEG

                         
          No idea where she gets that...
          Meg lifts her glass with a sly smile as Bernard brings plates
          of food to the table.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          But, that's a nice word for it.

          EXT. MONTE CARLO - DIRT LOT - NIGHT


                         ALICE
          I'm open! I'm open!
          Alice sails down the makeshift soccer field as one of the
          kids passes the ball to her, chased by the others.
          She dodges and kicks the ball through the goal to score.
          Her "team" jumps and cheers, as do a collection of spectators
          who have gathered to watch this tall red headed woman in a
          summer dress racing around the dusty lot with a band of kids.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Go! Go!

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          Alice races back down the field with her team, the little dog 
          running along and barking from the sidelines.

          EXT. BISTRO - ALLEY -- NIGHT


                         BERNARD
          But, she is perfectly safe.

                         MEG
          Yeah. No. No way.
          Bernard straddles a beat up moped, motor running, as Meg
          shakes her head emphatically.

                         BERNARD
          I can not take you, if you will not
          get on.

                         MEG
          What do you want me to tell you?
          I'm not getting on that thing.
          Bernard fixes her with a level look, which Meg mimics.

                         BERNARD

                         (AMIABLY)

                         
          C'est bon. Au revoir.
          He swings a leg over the moped, revs the engine.

                         MEG
          Hold on.

          EXT. MOPED - NIGHT - MOVING

          Meg hangs on to Bernard as they zip along the beachfront
          drive and turns her face to the wind with a smile.
          She surrenders to the ride, the sheer fun of it, laughing.

                         MEG
          How do you say "faster?"

          INT. BLUE RIBBON RESTAURANT - NIGHT

          Bernard and Meg, flush from their ride, enter the kitchen
          through a back door, to be hailed by a half-dozen CHEFS
          crowded around a table littered with dishes.

                         IS

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                          BERNARD
          The best chefs of Monte Carlo.
          They come here to drink and show
          off. The end of every night.
          HENRI (60's, a bear in chef's whites) lumbers towards them.

                         HENRI
          No! No! No! We are only cooks
          allowed here!

                         BERNARD
          Ah, but, this is why we've come! I
          have finally found someone who can
          teach you how to cook!

                         (INTRODUCING)
          This is Meg, from America.

                         (TO MEG)
          And this is Henri, the worst
          egotist, my mentor.
          The two men embrace, merrily kissing each other on both
          cheeks, then Henri pulls Meg under his arm.

                         HENRI
           (turns to the table)
          A chef from America! Come to flip
          hamburgers!

          INT./EXT. CAR - NIGHT - MOVING

          Jean-Pierre drives an open silver sports car full of PARTY
          GOERS down the twisting streets, when he sees the commotion
          and crowd around the dirt lot.
          Then he spots Alice running-around.

          EXT. MONTE CARLO - DIRT LOT - NIGHT

          Alice sticks like glue to a kid with the ball, maneuvers in,
          steals the ball, and doubles back in the opposite direction,
          racing up the field as the crowd laughs and claps.
          She passes the ball to kid who drives it to the goal, scores.
          Alice looks up from the game at the tapping of a car horn to
          see Jean-Pierre honking in celebration as he leans against
          the car with his GUESTS, enjoying the game.
          Alice stops to wave, and takes the ball full in the face.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          Jean-Pierre's smile winks out as Alice drops and he races 
          from the car as worried kids and spectators form a circle
          around Alice's prone body.
          The little dog licks Alice's face and she opens her eyes.
          She leaps up as Jean-Pierre crosses the lot.

                         ALICE
          I'm up! I'm up! Let's go!
          She sets off down the field with the kids.

          EXT. YACHT - PRE-DAWN

          Empty and half-filled glasses, bottles litter every surface
          along with plates, ashtrays, crumpled napkins.
          Emma sits on the lower landing deck, legs in the water, shoes
          in her hand, looking out at the lights.
          Nikolai moves his legs in the gentle current beside her,
          tuxedo trousers rolled, while he concentrates on working a
          napkin into intricate folds.
          Emma turns to look back at the silent boat.

                         

                         EMMA
          It doesn't seem fair. Leaving you
          to clean up all alone.

                         (THINKS)
          I'll help. But, you've really got
          to talk to your boss.
          Nikolai laughs, shaking his head.

                         NIKOLAI
          Ya ryadom.

                         EMMA
          It must get kind of lonely
          sometimes... Not being understood.

                         (PAUSES)
          I know how that can feel.
          Nikolai holds up the napkin he's transformed into a crown
          adorned with flowers and the wire cages from Champagne corks.
          Emma looks at him, her face soft and vulnerable, open, as
          Nikolai places the makeshift crown on her head with care.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                          NIKOLAI

                         (HEAVILY ACCENTED)
          My princess.
          They look at one another for a beat, then simultaneously turn
          to the sea and the frail sky, awaiting the sun.

                         EMMA

                         (SOFTLY)
          You get me.
          Nikolai looks down at his hand on the edge of the deck next
          to Emma's, and turns it palm up in invitation.
          Emma places her hand in his.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          You get me.

          INT. BLUE RIBBON - PRE-DAWN

          Meg tries to follow the discussions and familiar teasing of
          the chefs as they pass plates, goading her to taste.
          She looks over at Bernard, who smiles as he holds his hands
          up at the scene, his boisterous friends, the food; as though

                         
          to say "this is good, enjoy."
          Meg relaxes her shoulders and gives in to the spirit of the
          table, spears a bite of food and lifts her glass to Bernard.

                         CUT TO:
          Meg and another chef, locked in a chopping duel, plow though
          onions at a blinding pace, their knives flashing, creating an
          escalating staccato on their cutting boards.
          Meg sweeps her onion from her board to a pan, and slams her
          knife down in victory as all the chefs erupt with applause.
          Henri seizes Meg's hand, raising her arm in the air, and
          presents her with a bottle of wine.
          Meg turns to Bernard, beaming, thrilled, utterly happy, as
          the other chefs clap her on the back, shake her hand.

          INT./EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - ROOF - PRE-DAWN

          Jean-Pierre opens the door at the top of the fire stairs,
          revealing the open sky, turning back to take Alice's hand.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          ALICE (V.O.) 
          What's the most amazing place
          you've ever been?

          JEAN-PIERRE (V.0.)
          Hard to say. There are many.
          Alice steps out onto the hotel's roof with Jean-Pierre's
          jacket over her shoulders.

          ALICE (V.O.)
          Well, Africa, then. How often do
          you get to go?
          He leads her around the maze of skylights to the front of the
          building that faces the sea and the lightening sky.

          JEAN-PIERRE (V.0.)
          Not enough. Mostly I am on planes.
          To the places where sunlight and
          parties make people generous.

          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - ROOF - MOMENTS LATER

          Alice's smile flickers with a vague disappointment as she
          leans against the hotel's crown beside Jean-Pierre. 

                         ALICE
          That seems a shame...

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          But, I can think of one place I
          have never been. It is in my
          imagination only, so it is very
          special.
          He places an arm around Alice as they take in the view.

                         JEAN-PIERRE (CONT'D)
          It is just a small town, in a vast,
          open space. Maybe in the middle of
          America. There are people there
          like yourself, who are kind. And
          children who have everything they
          need.
          Alice turns to Jean-Pierre as he takes a strand of her hair
          in his fingers, and they hold a beat, looking at one another.

                         JEAN-PIERRE (CONT'D)
          In my mind, it is bordered by
          fields that are green. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          0 Alice breaks the moment by turning her head to search the far
          horizon just as the rising sun crests the open sea.

          EXT. YACHT - DAWN

          Nikolai shrugs himself out of his formal shirt to stand
          before Emma in nothing but starfish printed boxer shorts.
          He lifts his hands: This is me. Here I am.
          Emma hesitates, then lets her gown fall around her, bare
          except for her panties, the necklace, and her napkin crown.
          Nikolai pushes himself off the side of the boat at a run,
          hiking up his legs into a cannonball. SPLASH!
          He surfaces and turns back to the boat just as Emma dives in
          with a SPLASH!
          She swims to Nikolai, pushing him under in a child's game,
          and he pops up, spitting water like a fountain.
          They laughs and Emma loops her arms around him.
          A beat as they sober.

                         
          Emma pulls Nikolai close to her, and they kiss.
          On the landing deck, Emma's gown shimmers in the morning sun
          with Nikolai's crown and Cordelia's yellow gem and diamond
          necklace nestled among its satin folds.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAWN

          Alice, still wearing Jean-Pierre's jacket, walks down the
          hall with Jean-Pierre close beside her, neither speaking.
          She turns to him when they reach the door of her suite.
          A long beat stretches, full of every possibility.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Come with me.

                         ALICE
          What?

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          To Dubai. I leave the day after--.
          What is today? Friday? I leave
          tomorrow. You could come too. You
           wouldn't need to bring anything.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         ALICE 
          But--. Jean-Pierre...
          (a near confession)
          You don't know me.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          This is why I ask. I would like to
          know you, Alice. Very much.
          Alice regards him a beat, then slowly pulls his jacket from
          her shoulders.

                         ALICE
          Before this, I'd never even been to
          France.
          Jean-Pierre blinks and Alice laughs, as much at herself.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          It's true. Just kept putting it
          off. Always managed to find an
          excuse. But, really, it was that I
          was afraid. That it couldn't ever
          live up to the France I'd imagined.
          And if it did... Then I'd never be
          able to go home.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          And, now?
          Alice gently places Jean-Pierre's jacket in his hands and
          steps near to kiss him on the lips.

                         ALICE
          But, thank you.
          She turns and opens the door with her key as Jean-Pierre
          smiles ruefully.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          For everything.
          Alice steps into her room and closes the door.

          EXT. NICE AIRPORT - DAY

          Richard exits the plane, walking down a mobile stairway onto
          the tarmac, carrying Alice's repaired suitcase.

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
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           INT. NICE AIRPORT - DAY

          Richard stands at the information counter, conferring with an
          ATTENDANT in his broken French.

                         RICHARD
          Excusez-moi...I'm looking for the
          train. To Monte Carlo.
          Behind him, Cordelia strides through a set of doors to stop
          directly at Richard's back as she searches the terminal and
          hisses into her cellphone.

                         CORDELIA
          Yes, Daddy, I'm here. No, I do not
          see a driver. Yes, I am looking!
          The attendant points over Richard's shoulder to an exit.
          Richard begins to turn in Cordelia's direction, but the
          attendant corrects him, pointing the other way.

                         RICHARD
          Merci.
           He picks up Alice's suitcase and heads off just as a
          UNIFORMED DRIVER approaches Cordelia.

                         DRIVER
          Mademoiselle Scott?

                         CORDELIA
          Where have you been?
          The driver leads her away, neither she nor Richard having
          taken note of the nearby newsstand and its display of today's
          front page: Emma on the yacht wearing Cordelia's necklace.

          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - DAY

          Meg zooms the moped around the fountain a last loop, Bernard
          on the back, before jerking to a stop in front of the hotel.
          Bernard steadies the moped as Meg climbs off.

                         ME G
          Well, this is me. Back to the old
          Grimaldi suite.

                         BERNARD

                         (WITH REGRET)
           I have to open the restaurant.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          A beat as they face each other, neither knowing how to end 
          the evening, how to say goodbye.

                         MEG
          Thank your father for me?

                         BERNARD
          I will, Meg.

                         MEG
          Thank you.
          Meg hugs him briefly, awkwardly, then turns for the steps.

                         BERNARD
          Goodbye, Meg.
          Meg stops, holds a beat with her back to Bernard.
          Then she turns and marches to him with purpose, seizing his
          face in both her hands and kisses him passionately.
          She releases Bernard, who staggers against the moped,
          catching himself just before going over, as she turns again
          for the steps, an enormous smile on her face.

                         IS

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Alice sits on the edge of the bed with the hotel phone, idly
          looking out at the sparkling bay and anchored boats.

                         ALICE
          (leaving a message)
          Well, I wish you were there. Or
          here. I wish you were here,
          Richard. I do... Because I keep
          thinking, no matter what I see, I'm
          only seeing half of it. Because
          we're not seeing it together...
          Meg lets herself in the front door and heads for the bedroom,
          stopping when she overhears Alice on the phone.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          I'm sorry, Richard. I hope you'll
          be there when I get home...
          Because that's all I want.
          Alice hangs up the phone, so lost in thought she doesn't see
          Meg standing at the door.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                          MEG

                          (SOFTLY)
           Hey.
          Alice looks up, smiles to see her friend.

                         ALICE
          Oh. Hey--
          (taking Meg in)
          Hey! You bought the jeans! They
          look great--!

                         MEG
          (tearful, comic)
          Alice, I am so sorry! For what I
          said. About you. And Richard. I
          didn't mean any of it! I love you.
          I don't know how I would've gotten
          through the past six months if it
          weren't for you--

                         ALICE
          No. It's okay. You were right--
          (bursts into tears)
          Oh, Meg! I made a huge mistake!

                         MEG
          Wha--?

                         ALICE
          Richard asked me to marry him--

                         MEG
          Wait. What? When?

                         ALICE
          I told him we should wait a week!

                         MEG
          No. You didn't--

                         ALICE
          I did! He surprised me!

                         MEG
          Alice...

                         ALICE
          I'd imagined him asking me a
          million times, but then when he
          did, I just panicked. suddenly all
           I could think about was the trip.

                         (MORE)

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                          ALICE (CONT'D)
          That I hadn't already been to
          France. It was like this wave, all
          the years, and chances I'd had but
          didn't take, they just crashed down
          on me: And I hadn't seen anything
          but the end of Lake Avenue. The
          only clear thought in my head was,
          "this guy is so wonderful, how can
          he marry half a person?"

                         MEG
          But, Alice. You were going. We
          were on our way.

                         ALICE
          I thought he was asking me to make
          a choice. But, he wasn't. He
          wasn't doing that at all. It was
          me. Because I couldn't believe he
          loved me just for who I was.
          France or no.

                         (PAUSES)
          All I had to do was say, "yes."

                         MEG
          Honey, Richard knows you... It
          might feel like it's over. But,

                         
          it's not.

                         ALICE

                         (CRYING)
          I really ruined it this time...
          The suite's doorbell rings and they both look up.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - MOMENTS LATER

          Alice opens the door for Emma who stands up from retrieving
          the morning paper just outside the door.

                         EMMA
          (hands off paper)
          Thanks. I couldn't find--. I
          musta left my key someplace...
          (on a cloud)
          But, what does it matter, really?
          When I already have everything I'll
          ever need...
          Alice exchanges a look with Meg as Emma swans across the
          suite to tear open on the fruit basket, pluck out an apple,
          and drape herself across a chaise.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          is EMMA (CONT'D)
          Moooorning, Meg...
          (back on track)
          For the first time in my life,
          everything makes perfect sense, you
          know?

                         MEG
          I'm trying to follow you--

                         EMMA
          I'm in love! I am! Oh, you guys,
          I'm in love with Niki...
          Nikolai... Nikolai. And, I don't
          care if he is just a busboy. Or
          waiter. Whatever he is...
          Alice unfolds the paper, taking in the image of Emma wearing
          Cordelia's necklace.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          It's funny if you think about it.
          I could have had a prince. A real
          one. But, I wanted my Niki--
          (a big bite of apple)
          Hey. Why are you guys crying?

                         
          This is good news!

                         ALICE
          I thought we said no jewelry--

                         EMMA
          No--? What jewelry?

                         MEG
          What?
          Alice holds up the newspaper.

                         EMMA
          Ooh, that's a good one!

                         ALICE
          The necklace, Emma!
          Emma's face clouds as she distractedly reaches a hand to her
          bare collar bone, then flicks her eyes up to Alice.

                          ALICE (CONT'D)
           Emma, where's the necklace--?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          Emma leaps up and races to the window, throwing the doors 0
          wide as Alice and Meg dash after her onto the balcony.

                         EMMA
          The yacht! There! I left it on--!

                         MEG
          Are you kidding me?!

          PHOTOGRAPHERS (O.S.)
          Cordelia! Cordelia!
          They look directly down to the base of the hotel where the
          trio of paparazzi call as Cordelia emerges from a limousine.
          Alice and Meg look at each other, stricken.

                         EMMA
          Oh, hey. What's she doing here?

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY - DAY

          Cordelia strides across the lobby, passing WORKERS who set up
          for the auction, and arrives at the front desk.
          A busy DESK CLERK glances up, brightening happily.

                         

                         DESK CLERK
          Mademoiselle Scott!
          Cordelia looks at him with typical, withering disdain.

                         CORDELIA
          The driver was late.
          The clerk's smile falters, fades.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          Hello? I'm checking in.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Alice, Emma and Meg race around, frantically grabbing
          clothes, stuffing them into shopping bags.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY

          DING! The elevator doors open and Cordelia steps off with a
          BELLHOP toting her bags, as her cell phone rings.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          CORDELIA

                         (ANSWERING)
          Hello?!

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          The three women scramble though the suite, collecting,
          straightening, smoothing in a blind panic.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY

          The bellhop stops outside the door with Cordelia.

                         CORDELIA
          Beijing? Oh, I want to come! Will
          you wait for me?

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS SUITE - DAY

          CLICK! Alice, Meg and Emma freeze in their tracks at the
          very center of the suite, their heads swinging toward the
          door when they hear the key inserted from the other side.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY

          The bellhop opens the door, holding it wide for Cordelia who

                         
          marches in to the room...

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          .where everything, impossibly, appears to be in place.

                         CORDELIA
          I can be there in, say, a day--

                         (TO BELLHOP)
          I was meant to have a suite.

                         (INTO PHONE)
          Of course, they've screwed this up
          as well--. Who else is going?
          The bellhop opens the bedroom doors, revealing the tower of
          Cordelia's luggage, crowned by the reassembled fruit basket.
          Cordelia, unimpressed, indicates the bags the bellhop holds.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          Put those with the others--

                         (INTO PHONE)
          Wait, wait!
          She spins away for the French doors, twisting their handles,
          and throwing them wide.

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - DAY 

          Cordelia steps to the railing, completely unaware of Alice,
          precariously perched atop the adjacent balcony's railing,
          back pressed against the face of the hotel.

                         CORDELIA

                         (INTO PHONE)
          Stavros is supposed to be here,
          isn't he? I don't see his boat!
          Alice carefully turns to Meg and Emma who look back her with
          desperate faces from the balcony on the far side of Cordelia,
          where they balance with their shopping bags.

          BELLBOY (O.S.)
          Mademoiselle?

                         CORDELIA

                         (INTO PHONE)
          Majorca?! Hold on.
          She does a quick turn, marches inside.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY


                         
          The bellboy stands expectantly by the front door.

                         CORDELIA
          Yes?
          He nods, not quite with his hand out, but waiting.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          If you're done, you may go.
          The bellboy turns but hesitates in catching a quick glimpse
          of Alice, fleet as a gazelle, as she passes the open doors on
          the balcony behind Cordelia.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          I said, you can go.
          He bows a retreat, backing out the door.

          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - DAY

          Alice climbs across to the next balcony where Meg tries the
          handles of another set of French doors.

                         MEG
          They're locked! 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
           They each look about for a route of escape.
          Emma looks down, on the heads of the unsuspecting paparazzi
          while Alice scrutinizes the facade above.
          Alice looks at Meg.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          No. Forget it.
          Alice laces her fingers together, turning to Emma.

                         ALICE
          Emma, help.

                         MEG

                         ALICE---

                         ALICE
          You're first. There's a door on

                         THE ROOF--

                         EMMA
          The roof?!

           EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - ROOF - DAY

          Shopping bags swing up over the edge of the roof, landing in
          profusion, followed by three sets of gripping hands.
          Alice, Meg and Emma haul each other over the hotel's crown,
          the view of the ocean and the yachts in the bay behind them.

          EXT. MOTOR BOAT - AT SEA - DAY

          A BOAT DRIVER in uniform passes a captain's hat to Nikolai,
          who places it on his head as they speed towards the marina.

          EXT. DINGHY - AT SEA - DAY

          Meg turns to get a gauge on the distant yacht as she and
          Alice labor with the oars of a fisherman's dinghy.

                         MEG
          Why'd they have to park so far out,
          anyway?!

                         ALICE
          One point five million Euros, Emma!

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         EMMA 
          I said I was sorry! You think I
          would have worn it if I knew how
          much it cost?
          Busy fighting, none of them notice as Nikolai's boat passes
          fifty feet off their side.

                         MEG
          What am I going to tell my kids?!
          How am I'm going to explain to
          Glenn that we're in a French jail?

                         ALICE
          For the auction, Emma!

                         MEG
          My kids'll be in college when we
          get out! They won't even know me.

                         EMMA
          None of us knew that, Alice--

                         MEG
          Trespassing. Burglary. Oh, god.
          Grand larceny, by trick and 

                         DECEPTION--

                         ALICE
          For the children--!

                         EMMA
          In Africa. I know!

                         MEG
          I'm standing in a stolen boat!

                         EMMA
          Well, sit down then!
          Nikolai's wake hits the dinghy, rocking them hard.

          EXT. MONTE CARLO TRAIN STATION - TRACKS - DAY

          Richard steps off the train, with today's paper wedged under
          the arm that carries Alice's suitcase.

          EXT. YACHT - DAY

          The dinghy strikes the side of the yacht and the three women
          scramble to their feet, grasping the side of the boat.

                         

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          EXT. YACHT - DAY


                         EMMA
          It was right here!

                         MEG
          Oh, I can't believe this...
          Meg doubles over, hands on her knees as Emma stands over the
          empty spot on the landing.

                         ALICE
          Are you even sure you took it off?

                         EMMA
          Definite "yes."

                         ALICE
          Well... Were you this close to the
          edge? I mean, it could've fallen--

                         MEG
          Do not even say it!

                         EMMA
          0 You know, I'm getting a little
          tired of this. Just because I

                         SOMETIMES FORGET--

                         ALICE
          Emma, we're not talking about a
          pair of sunglasses!

                         MEG
          We don't have time for this! Let's
          just split up! Alice you go fore,
          Emma take the aft, and I'll check
          the cabin.
          Emma glares at Alice with steely, narrowed eyes.

                         EMMA
          Alright. Fine.

                         (PAUSES)
          Which way is aft?

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY - DAY

          The clerk looks up as Nikolai arrives at the front desk.

                         CLERK
           Yes?

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         NIKOLAI 
          Ya khotel by perepisyvat'sya s
          vami.

                         CLERK
          Excusez moi, monsieur?

          INT. YACHT - DAY

          Alice, Meg and Emma reconvene in the cabin's salon, each
          coming from a different direction.

                         MEG
          Nice boat. No necklace.

                         ALICE
          Where is he, anyway?

                         EMMA
          He just works here. I don't--
          (an idea forming)
          You don't think he could have taken
          it, do you?

                         MEG
          Who knows?! I mean, is there 
          anyone who understands a word he
          says?!

                         EMMA

                         (STRICKEN)
          Oh, this could all be my fault! He
          probably thought he needed it, to
          finance our new life together. The
          temptation was just too much for

                         HIM--

                         ALICE
          Emma, it's your fault because you
          wore it in the first place!

                         EMMA
          He works like fifteen jobs already!
          You don't know what it's like being
          around rich people all the time--

                         MEG
          Actually, we do.

                         IS

                         

                         

                         

                         
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           INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY - DAY

          Nikolai picks up the hotel phone as he removes Emma's room
          key from his pocket.

                         NIKOLAI

                         (TO OPERATOR)
          Pozhalujsta.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY


                         CORDELIA

                         (INTO CELL)
          Gratitude, Mummy. That's what I'm
          talking about. It's just so unfair
          the way Daddy assumes I've nothing
          better to do than--
          The hotel phone rings, interrupting her complaint.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          Hold on.
          She picks up the ringing telephone at the desk.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)

                         
          What is it? What?

                         (LISTENS)
          I cannot understand you.
          She hangs up, heads for the fruit basket with her cell.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          Mummy, Mummy, I'm just saying I
          wish someone, anyone, would
          consider my feelings. Just once.
          She snatches up an apple from the basket without looking.

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          You go ask him how much he thinks a
          simple "thank you" might cost.
          She hangs up her cell with a sniff and raises the apple,
          stopping when she sees where Emma has eaten.
          She recoils, dropping the apple, which rolls across the
          carpet and hits one of Emma's sandals beneath the desk.
          Cordelia approaches, looking down to discover the other
          sandal in the wastebasket, along with Emma's broken plastic
           tiara, room service dishes, and the newspaper.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
          Cordelia pulls the newspaper from the trash, curiosity 
          turning to shock as she takes in the huge torn photograph of
          Emma wearing her necklace.

          EXT. DINGHY - AT SEA - DAY

          The women paddle back towards the Marina.

                         ALICE
          Well, we're just going to have to
          talk to her.

                         MEG
          Oh, yeah, that was the first thing
          that struck me about her. How
          reasonable she seemed--

                         EMMA
          (seizing on the idea)
          Yeah, we'll just explain.

                         MEG
          We should have sailed that yacht
          right back to Wisconsin--

                         EMMA

                         IS

                         (SELLING HERSELF)
          it was an accident. This whole

                         THING--

                         MEG
          You think she'd fit in one of those
          trunks of hers--?

                         ALICE
          Meg?

                         MEG
          Just thinking out loud.

                         EMMA
          You never know. She might
          understand.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Cordelia slams the steel briefcase onto the bad, scrabbling
          at the combination lock.
          CLICK! She rips the lid open to reveal the empty velvet
          lining and she SCREAMS!

                         

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - DAY

          Richard pays a taxi driver, taking Alice's repaired suitcase,
          and mounts the steps directly behind Domenico escorting
          Penelope through the revolving door.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY - DAY

          Domenico and Penelope head for the ballroom entrance and
          Richard arrives at the front desk, just as the clerk's phone
          begins to ring.
          Richard holds up the newspaper with Emma's photo.

                         RICHARD
          I need to find this woman--
          The clerk puts up a finger as he lifts the receiver.

                         CLERK
          Une moment, Monsieur. Pardon.
          Behind Richard, Nikolai crosses from the bank of house phones
          for the elevator, stopping to pluck a flower from the lobby's
          arrangement.

                         

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY


                         CORDELIA
          (on hotel phone)
          Send security! Immediately! This
          is Cordelia Winthrop Scott. I've
          been robbed!

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY

          Nikolai steps into the elevator, the doors closing, just as
          Alice, Emma and Meg throw themselves through the lobby's
          revolving door.
          At the desk, the clerk hangs up one phone to pick up another,
          stalling Richard again with his finger.

                         CLERK
          Pardon.

                         (INTO PHONE)

                         SECURITE--
          The clerk stops, spotting Emma as she, Alice and Meg, sprint
          past the front desk and Alice wipes out, tripping over her
          own suitcase on the floor beside Richard.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         ALICE 
          Oh!
          Richard whips around to see Alice spread-eagled on the marble
          floor as Meg and Emma slide to a stop.

                         RICHARD
          Alice?

                         MEG ALICE
          Richard! Richard--?

                         RICHARD (CONT'D)
          Alice!

                         EMMA
          Wow! Richard!
          Richard drops down to help Alice as she struggles up, dizzily
          finding her feet to stand.

                         RICHARD
          Honey, are you alright--?

                         ALICE
          You got my message.

                         
          She hugs Richard tightly.

                         RICHARD
          I had no idea where you were. I
          looked all over Paris, but, I

                         COULDN'T FIND--

                         (NOW HEARING)
          What message?

                         ALICE
          You went all the way to Paris?

                         RICHARD
          A week's an awfully long time.

                         MEG
          Longer in France.

                         CLERK
          Excusez moi, Mademoiselle Scott?

                         EMMA
          Hey, Francois! How are you--?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                          CLERK

                         (UTTERLY CONFUSED)
          You--? You still need security?
          Alice and Meg's heads swing in the clerk's direction.

                         CLERK (CONT'D)
          You are still robbed?

                         ALICE
          No!
          (dials it down)
          A misunderstanding. We're fine.
          She's fine.

                         (TO EMMA)
          You're fine, right?

                         EMMA
          Super fine.

                         ALICE
          Richard, we've got to--
          (sighs, in love)
          I can't believe you're here--!

                         MEG

                         
          But, we've got a little situation--

                         EMMA
          (grabbing Alice's arm)
          It'll just take a minute! We'll
          have her right back!

                         MEG
          Don't worry about a thing!

                         RICHARD
          (holds up newspaper)
          Like this?

                         ALICE

                         (KISSES RICHARD)
          I'll explain everything! I
          promise!
          They take off for the elevator.

                         EMMA
          Boy! Does he love you.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)

                         ALICE 

                         (GLEEFUL)
          Did you see he fixed my suitcase?

          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY

          Nikolai rings the doorbell.

          CORDELIA (O.S.)
          Oh, thank god!
          Cordelia opens the door to Nikolai, who holds out the room
          key and flower with a smile as her brows come together.

                         NIKOLAI
          Lechu k tebe na krylyah lyubvi.

                         CORDELIA
          Security?
          They look at each other in confusion, Nikolai's smile fading,
          Cordelia with mounting alarm.
          She slams the door in his face.
          At the end of the hall, the elevator doors open for Alice,

                         
          Emma and Meg, as Nikolai removes the necklace from his pocket
          and reaches to ring the suite's bell again.

                         EMMA
          Niki!

                         ALICE
          The necklace!

                         MEG
          Don't touch that bell!
          They race down the hall towards Nikolai, who gapes, perplexed
          by the sight of Emma.

                         EMMA
          Oh, Niki! I knew it! I knew it!
          I believed in you the whole time!

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Cordelia hides behind the drapes with the hotel phone.

                         CORDELIA
          Yes! Police! This is Cordelia
          Winthrop Scott. 

                         (MORE)

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                         CORDELIA (CONT'D)
          In the Grimaldi Suite at the Hotel
           de Paris. You must come straight
          away. I've been robbed! And now
          some horrible, foreign man--! I
          believe someone is trying to kill
          me!

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY

          Emma kisses Nikolai as she pushes him onto the elevator.

                         EMMA
          Wait for me in the lobby, sweetie.
          Down in half a second--

                         NIKOLAI
          Ya tebya lyublyu.

                         EMMA
          I know. Me, too.
          The doors close and Emma sprints back down the hall to Alice
          and Meg at the door.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Okay! Do it!
          Alice rings the bell.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Cordelia approaches the door cautiously and spies through the
          peep hole at the back of Meg's head.

                         CORDELIA
          Yes? Who is it?

                         MEG
          (voice dropped low)
          Security, Madame.

                         CORDELIA
          Finally--!
          She opens the door.
          A beat where Cordelia focuses on Alice and Meg first,
          possibly remembering them, then she registers Emma.
          She blinks, completely nonplussed.

                         ALICE
          We can explain.

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY - DAY 

          The elevator doors open and Nikolai steps off just as the
          revolving door begins to spin, spitting uniformed POLICE
          OFFICERS and their CAPTAIN into the lobby.
          The clerk looks up and hustles around the desk to meet them.

                         CLERK
          Pardon? Is there a problem--?

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          We received a report of an
          attempted murder in the Grimaldi
          Suite. Cordelia Scott--
          Richard, sitting nearby, looks up at the mention of
          Cordelia's name, at the same time that Nikolai takes a seat
          at the far end of the same sofa.

                         CLERK
          No. No. It is robbery. But,
          Mademoiselle Scott said it wasn't.
          Jean-Pierre, checking lists at the ballroom's entrance, notes
          the commotion and Cordelia's name, joins the group.

                         

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Excuse me. What's--? Mademoiselle
          Scott has been robbed?

                         CLERK
          No. She said, not.

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          She said someone was trying to kill
          her! We are going up!
          Richard seems to debate getting involved as the police, the
          clerk and Jean-Pierre head for the elevators.
          Looking over, he notices Nikolai, who smiles and nods.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY


                         CORDELIA
          You can save your "sorrys" for the

                         POLICE--

                         EMMA
          The police--?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:

                          CORDELIA
          You robbed me!

                         ALICE
          But, the necklace is right here--!

                         CORDELIA
          You stole from me--!

                         EMMA

                         ONLY BORROWED--

                         MEG
          We haven't taken anything--

                         EMMA
          And, we dry-cleaned the dresses--
          Meg and Alice wince, look daggers at Emma.

                         CORDELIA

                         (ICY DISGUST)
          You wore my clothes?

                         EMMA
           Well... For the children.

                         CORDELIA
          Wha--? What children?

                         MEG
          In Africa.

                         ALICE

                         (IMPATIENT)
          This whole thing is for charity.
          Your necklace is for the auction.

                         CORDELIA
          Well, there will certainly be no

                         AUCTION NOW--

                         EMMA
          But, that's not fair! It's not the

                         CHILDREN'S FAULT--

                         ALICE
          Look, you weren't here. Everyone
          thought she was you--

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         CORDELIA 

                         (INCREDULOUS LAUGH)
          Thought she was me? Who could
          possibly believe--?

                         ALICE
          They all did.
          Cordelia looks at Alice a beat as this lands with her.

                         MEG
          (drives it home)
          Every one of them.

                         CORDELIA
          But, look at you!
          Emma takes a step towards her doppelganger, facing off.

                         EMMA
          Well, look at you!

                         ALICE

                         EMMA--

                         CORDELIA 

                         (DRIPPING CONTEMPT)
          Common country cows playing dress
          up. Pretending to be something
          you're not. Trying to be something
          that not one of you could ever hope

                         TO BE--

                         EMMA
          You mean miserable?
          Cordelia blinks.

                         EMMA (CONT'D)
          Or a petty, spoiled, selfish--

                         CORDELIA

                         (REELS BACK)
          You--!

                         EMMA
          Bitch!
          Cordelia slaps Emma across the face.
          Alice and Meg gasp and they all stand a beat in shock.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (3)
           Emma raises a hand to cup her cheek as Alice and Meg turn
          slowly to Cordelia, their faces set like warrior masks.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY

           DING! The elevator doors open and the police spill out,
           followed by the clerk and Jean-Pierre.
           They hear a SCREAM! and break into a run.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          Alice shoves Cordelia roughly into a chair, thrusting her
          back down as she tries to struggle up, points at Emma.

                         ALICE
          You apologize to her right now!

                         CORDELIA
          Apologize--?!

                         ALICE
          You know, I feel sorry for you--

                         MEG
          I don't.

                         
          Cordelia scoffs and Alice leans over her, menacing.

                         ALICE
          Because no matter where you go, no
          matter where you jet to in this
          world, you are still going to be
          you.
          (points to Emma)
          And, let me tell you; she is who
          you want to be!
          The all freeze when a BANGING erupts at the door.

          POLICE CAPTAIN (O.S.)
          Mademoiselle Scott? It is the
          police! Open up!
          Alice claps a hand over Cordelia's mouth, looks to Meg.

                         EMMA
          (mouths the words)
          The police?

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
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          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY 

          The police captain pounds on the door again, motioning for
          the clerk to use his pass key.

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          Mademoiselle? Open this door!

          ALICE (O.S.)
          Coming! Just a moment, please!
          The captain grabs the key from the clerk and turns the
          handle, just as Alice coolly opens the door from within.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          Bon jour.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - DAY

          The police enter, followed by Jean-Pierre and the clerk.

                         ALICE

                         (FEIGNED SURPRISE)
          Cordelia, it's the police.
          Emma turns her head from the mirror she faces.

                         

                         EMMA
          Oh, no! This is going to be so
          embarrassing. Please tell me you
          didn't run all the way over here
          just for me.

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          You said there was someone trying
          to kill you--

                         CLERK
          It was a robbery, but, no.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Alice, what's going on?

                         ALICE
          A terrible misunderstanding. You
          see, she couldn't find her
          necklace.

                         JEAN-PIERRE

                         (PANICKED)
          But, you have it?

                         IS

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED:
           Emma turns, holding the necklace up to her throat.

                         EMMA
          Yes, but, Jean-Pierre, would you be
          a dear and help me? I can't seem
          to manage the clasp.
          Jean-Pierre senses something amiss, but steps to assist Emma.

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          We heard a scream--

                         ALICE
          When she found it--

                         EMMA

                         JUST NOW--

                         ALICE
          She was so happy--

                         EMMA
          Relieved! I screamed with delight.

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          And there is no one that wants to

                         
          kill you?

                         EMMA

                         (LIGHTLY JOKING)
          Well, I can't speak to that.

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          You said on the phone--

                         ALICE
          She said she would die. If she
          didn't find it--

                         EMMA
          The necklace!

                         ALICE
          Yes!
          Alice turns her brightest smile to the captain.

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          And this is the necklace? For the
          auction?

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (2)

                         JEAN-PIERRE 

                         (CHECKING)
          It is.
          He looks back and forth between Alice and Emma.

                         JEAN-PIERRE (CONT'D)
          Very lucky.

                         EMMA
          Extremely! Think of all the
          schools we'll build!
          (to charm captain)
          Do you like it?

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          (falling for it)
          Allow me to escort you,
          Mademoiselle. As a precaution.
          Emma, spots one officer poking his way toward the bedroom.

                         EMMA
          (seizes captain's arm)
          Oh, but, yes! Would you? What an
          entrance I'll make! So dramatic!

                         
          Alice, are you coming, dear?
          Jean-Pierre takes Alice's elbow as Emma leads the captain and
          the rest of the group from the suite.

                         ALICE
          Let me just grab my purse.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - BEDROOM - DAY

          Alice opens the door as narrowly as possible.

                         ALICE
          You okay in here?
          Meg sits on top of Cordelia who is tied to a chair with a
          scarf, the fruit-basket apple jammed in her mouth.

                         MEG
          We're great. But, now you can add

                         KIDNAPPING--

                         ALICE

                         (RE: CORDELIA)
          Well, don't tell her that. Throw
          me a purse. 

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 115.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - LOBBY - DAY

          DING! Richard and Nikolai both look up as the elevator doors
          open and Emma emerges led by the police captain.
          Nikolai leaps up.

                         NIKOLAI
          Moy angelochek?
          Richard jumps up when he sees Jean-Pierre escorting an
          anxious Alice from the rear of the battalion.

                         RICHARD
          Alice?
          Alice winces as she sees Richard approaching, at the same
          time Nikolai rushes to Emma.

                         EMMA
          Niki, I'm sorry. It's just going
          to another minute.

                         NIKOLAI
          Ya sdelayu vsyo, chto smogoo--

                         

                         EMMA
          Perfect! That sounds good.
          Emma is led to the ballroom by the captain as Richard meets
          Alice and Jean-Pierre in the center of the lobby.

                         ALICE
          (quick, preemptive)
          Richard, this is Jean-Pierre, Jean-
          Pierre this is Richard, my fiance--

                         RICHARD JEAN-PIERRE

                         (BLINKS) (BLINKS)
          Fiance? Fiance?
          Jean-Pierre offers his hand to shake, smiling knowingly.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Ahh... A pleasure to meet you.
          You've come for the auction--?

                         ALICE
          Yes! He came all this way!
          Richard tightens his grip on Jean-Pierre's hand.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 116.

                         CONTINUED:

                         RICHARD 
          Alice? Who is this guy--?
          Alice breaks Richard's vice grip with a bright smile.

                         ALICE
          I told you, that's Jean-Pierre!

                         (TO JEAN-PIERRE)
          He's exhausted! It's such a long
          trip!
          Richard flicks his eyes narrowly at Jean-Pierre.

                         JEAN-PIERRE

                         (DEFLECTING)
          I believe we are ready to start.
          Shall we go in?
          Alice loops an arm through Richard's to follow Jean-Pierre,
          but jerks to a stop when Richard doesn't budge.

                         RICHARD
          Is there something I need to know?
          Alice looks at Richard, reading his face, and smiles.

                         

                         ALICE
          No. There's isn't.
          She leads Richard through the ballroom entrance only to be
          stopped by an ATTENDANT.

                         ATTENDANT
          Pardon, Monsieur, invitation--?

                         ALICE
          He's with me!
          As Alice pulls Richard through to the ballroom, Nikolai steps
          to the reception table behind them, producing an elaborate
          invitation from inside his jacket.

                         ATTENDANT
          Oh! Monsieur Ludovic! Welcome!
          As Nikolai is ushered into the auction with great fanfare,
          the lobby's revolving doors turn and Bernard enters, carrying
          Meg's bottle of wine.

                         0

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 117.

          0 INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - BEDROOM - DAY

          Meg, holding the apple, sits facing Cordelia, still tied to a
          chair, the two glaring at each other.

                         CORDELIA
          You will never get away with this.

                         MY FATHER--

                         MEG
          Believe me, nothing would make me
          happier than having a little talk
          with your father--
          Both their heads swing toward the door when the bell RINGS!
          Meg jumps to Cordelia, stuffing the apple in her mouth just
          as she opens it to scream.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY

          Bernard looks up when Meg opens the door a crack.

                         MEG
          Bernard...?
           He holds out the bottle of wine.

                         BERNARD
          We forgot your prize.

                         MEG
          Oh, I...
          She glances back into the room behind her, carefully
          obscuring Bernard's view through the half open door.

                         BERNARD
          I have come at a bad time?

                         MEG
          No. No, Bernard, that's not it.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SUITE - BEDROOM - DAY

          Cordelia kicks her legs against the floor, straining against
          the scarf as she tries to overturn the chair.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - HALLWAY - DAY


                         MEG
          I'd invite you in, but--

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 118.

                         CONTINUED:

                         
          THUMP! They both hear Cordelia's chair hit the floor inside
          and Bernard darkens.

                         BERNARD
          I think--. You are busy. I think
          now I go--
          Meg reaches out to stay him with a hand on his arm.

                         MEG
          No. Bernard, wait--
          CLICK! Meg and Bernard both turn their heads to look down
          the corridor when Cordelia sticks her head out the bedroom
          door into the hall.
          A beat as Cordelia and Meg lock eyes.
          DING! The elevator doors open at the end of the hall, closer
          to Cordelia.
          She looks back at Meg for an instant then bolts as Meg leaps
          past Bernard into the hall.

                         MEG (CONT'D)
          Hey! Stop!

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - BALLROOM - DAY

          Emma models Cordelia's necklace on a stage for over a hundred
          GUESTS with Domenico fielding bids beside her.

                         DOMENICO
          The bid is three hundred thousand!
          Alice stands just off to the side on the floor below, between
          Richard and Jean-Pierre, with Penelope.

                         RICHARD
          so, they all think she's this
          Cordelia Scott because...

                         ALICE
          It's for a school, Richard--

                         RICHARD
          In Africa.

                         NIKOLAI

                         (HEAVILY ACCENTED)
          Five hundred!

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 119.

                         CONTINUED:
           All the heads in the room turn with an excited murmur as
          Nikolai steps to the front of the assembly.

                         DOMENICO
          Five hundred thousand!

                         ALICE
          Oh,no...

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Yes !

                         EMMA

                         (TO HERSELF)
          No.
          Nikolai smiles up at Emma as ANOTHER GUEST raises a Champagne
          glass in bidding.

                         DOMENICO
          Five hundred, five hundred fifty
          thousand!

           INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - SERVICE STAIRS - DAY

           Bernard races to catch up as Meg flies down the stairs.

                         BERNARD
          But, Meg! Why do we run?
          Meg stops on a landing, turns.

                         MEG
          Bernard, you should stop. You
          really don't need this. I may be
          going away for a long time--

                         BERNARD
          To America?

                         MEG
          Something like that. Look, this is
          where we should say "au revoir."
          Bernard smiles and pulls Meg to him, kisses her.

                         BERNARD
          But, I must see how this ends!
          0 He grabs her hand and they plunge down the stairs together.

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 120.

          INT. HOTEL DE PARIS - BALLROOM - DAY 


                         NIKOLAI
          Eight hundred!
          The crowd applauds happily.

                         EMMA
          Niki. What are you doing?

                         NIKOLAI
          Vsyo, chto ya de-la-yu, lish dlya.

                         EMMA
          Well, don't. Just stop, okay?

                         JEAN-PIERRE

                         (ALARMED)
          Why is she stopping him?

                         ALICE

                         (MISERABLE)
          He doesn't have any money. He's
          just a busboy, but they're in love-

                         JEAN-PIERRE 
          That's Nikolai Ludovic--

                         ALICE
          He means no harm--

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          Alice. Lithuania?

                         ALICE
          Yes?

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          He owns it.
          Alice blinks.

                         DOMENICO
          The bid stands at eight hundred

                         THOUSAND EUROS--

                         EMMA
          No! No. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm
          terribly sorry, but, there's..

                         (TO NIKOLAI)
          Honey, you can't bid on this, okay?

                         (MORE) 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
           Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 12 1.

                          CONTINUED:

                          EMMA (CONT'D)
           Put your hand down, and I'll be
           done in a second. Then we can go.

                          JEAN-PIERRE
           Mon dieu!

                         ALICE
          Emma!
          Jean-Pierre reacts to Alice's "Emma!" as she breaks away.

                         RICHARD
          Alice--!
          She climbs the stage to Emma before the baffled audience.

                         EMMA
          Alice, he doesn't understand. It's
          like a foreign language to him--

                         ALICE
          Actually, it's not. Let him bid.

                         EMMA
          But, he'll get in trouble--

                         ALICE

                         
          He's fine. Let's just get this

                         THING DONE--

                         NIKOLAI
          One million!

                         EMMA
          Nikolai! You cannot bid against
          yourself!

                         DOMENICO
          One million Euros!

                         EMMA
          No! Stop! Stop! I'm sorry. I
          can't... I cannot allow this
          sweet, wonderful man to buy this
          necklace, because...
          (finds the courage)
          It is not mine to sell.

                         CORDELIA
          No. It is mine..

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
           Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 122.

                         CONTINUED: (2)
          The crowd gasps, stepping back to reveal Cordelia in the 
          center of the ballroom, backed by all the police, just as Meg
          .and Bernard enter, skidding short when they see the crowd.

                         MEG
          Oh, shhhh--

                         EMMA
          Merde.
          Richard, Jean-Pierre, Penelope, and Domenico all swing
          between the two "Cordelias," as Meg makes her way forward
          with Bernard.

                         CORDELIA
          Arrest those women! They are
          imposters!
          A wave of comment sweeps the confused crowd.

                         PENELOPE
          Wait!
          Penelope steps up onto the platform, shielding Emma and Alice
          as the police come forward and Meg climbs up.

          PENELOPE (CONT'D) 
          These are not imposters! These are
          my friends!

                         CORDELIA
          Penelope Pignose?!

                         PENELOPE
          And, you were never anyone's
          friend.
          Alice takes in the escalating situation, steps bravely
          forward to the front of the stage.

                         ALICE
          It's true!
          A ripple of exclamation sweeps the dumbfounded crowd.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          We're not who we said we were.
          We're... We're only high school
          teachers. From Racine, Wisconsin.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
           Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 123.

                         CONTINUED: (3)

           CORBEL IA
          (turns to captain)
          There! You see?

                         ALICE
          We'd never been anywhere. And we
          took a trip, that didn't belong to
          us... Because, well, because you
          thought we were... important. And
          that she was Cordelia...
          Richard smiles at Alice, supporting her with his gaze.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          We wanted to help.

                         MEG

                         (TO BERNARD)
          We never meant to mislead anyone--

                         EMMA

                         (TO NIKOLAI)
          Or hurt anyone--

                         ALICE
           We're very sorry. And, we're
          willing to face the consequences,
          whatever they are... But...
          She turns to Meg and Emma as a smile blossoms.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          But, this was our adventure.

                         MEG
          And it was an excellent one.

                         ALICE
          We wouldn't change a minute of it.

                         EMMA
          Not for anything in the world.
          Richard takes the pulse of the frighteningly still crowd, the,
          hesitating police, the charged air in the room.

                         RICHARD
          one million five hundred thousand!
          The crowd gasps and Alice gapes at Richard.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
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                         CONTINUED: (4)

          RICHARD (CONT'D) 
          Why not go big?

                         PENELOPE
          One million six hundred thousand!

                         EMMA
          Penny, you don't have to...

                         PENELOPE
          Friends. Right?

                         DOMENICO
          Excellent! We have a bid for one
          million six hundred thousand!
          Cordelia whirls to the police captain amidst applause.

                         CORDELIA
          Why are you just standing there?!
          Arrest them!

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          Arrest them? For what? They seem
          very nice.

                         0

                         DOMENICO
          One million six hundred thousand!
          Do I have another bid?

                         CORDELIA
          They confessed! They're imposters!
          They stole my necklace!

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          That necklace? But, it is here,
          no?

                         CORDELIA
          They kidnapped me!

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          And yet you are here. I see no
          problem. Everyone is very happy--

                         CORDELIA
          Excuse me, but, I'm not happy!

                         POLICE CAPTAIN
          Ah, but, this...

                         (GALLIC SHRUG)
          I can do nothing about. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
           Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 125

                         CONTINUED: (5)

                          NIKOLAI
          Three million!
          The crowd erupts, giddy, their applause escalating.

                         DOMENICO
          Three million Euros!

                         EMMA
          Nikolai! No...

                         ALICE
          Emma. It's okay.

                         EMMA
          How? How can it be okay?

                         ALICE
          He's rich.

                         JEAN-PIERRE

                         (LEAPING IN)
          SOLD! To Monsieur Nikolai Ludovic!
          For three million Euros!
          The crowd cheers, overwhelming a forgotten Cordelia as it

                         
          rushes forward to hoist Nikolai up on the stage.
          At the same time, Alice breaks through the throng to jump
          down and wrap her arms around Richard.

                         ALICE
          Richard...

                         RICHARD

                         ALICE--

                         ALICE
          Take me home?

                         RICHARD
          Anywhere you want, Alice. We'll go
          anywhere you want.
          They kiss as Meg finds Bernard who shakes his head with a
          broad smile, holding out the bottle of wine.

                         MEG
          Oh, good. I could use a drink.

                         BERNARD
           First prize. To the champion.

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
           Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 12 6.

                         CONTINUED: (6)
          Nikolai takes Emma's hands in his up on stage. 

                         EMMA
          (scared, shaky)
          Niki? What's going on?

                         NIKOLAI
          Ya das-ta-nu to-be zvyoz-dee.
          Emma nods, without any real understanding, as he indicates
          the necklace.

                         NIKOLAI (CONT'D)
          Is my gift. For you.
          Emma's eyes slowly come into focus as it all becomes
          clear-and she FAINTS.

          EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - DAY

          Together, Alice, Meg and Emma offer an envelope fat with
          Euros to Jean-Pierre.
          They stand, with Richard, Bernard, Nikolai, Penelope and
          Domenico, beside a waiting sedan at the base of the hotel's
          steps where the trio of paparazzi shoot away. 

                         ALICE
          This is for our room. And the trip
          down.

                         MEG
          The rest is for the schools.
          Jean-Pierre hesitates in accepting the envelope, but Alice
          presses it on him.

                         ALICE
          Please.

                         JEAN-PIERRE
          You are all extraordinary women.

                         (TO RICHARD)
          I wish you much happiness.

                         RICHARD

                         (SHAKING HANDS)
          Thank you.
          Meg turns to Bernard, holding up the bottle of wine, as
          Richard places Alice's suitcase in the trunk with their
          shopping bags. 

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 127.

                         CONTINUED:

                          MEG
          You come to Wisconsin, we'll drink
          this in my kitchen.

                         BERNARD
          Yes.
          They embrace and Meg turns with Alice to Emma who stands arm
          in arm with Nikolai.

                         ALICE
          Now, Emma, you're sure about this?

                         EMMA
          I'll call you both as soon as I
          know. They may have to get a sub
          at school for a couple of weeks,
          but, oh, you guys, I swear it
          sounded like a proposal!
          Alice and Meg turn to Nikolai who grins and nods away.

                         NIKOLAI
          Yes! Yes!

          0 EXT. HOTEL DE PARIS - FRONT DRIVE - MOMENTS LATER

          Jean-Pierre closes the car's door with Alice, Meg and Richard
          inside, stepping back to join Emma, Nikolai, Bernard,
          Penelope and Domenico, who watch as the car pulls out.
          Together, they wave their friends away.
          Jean-Pierre shakes hands with Nikolai and kisses Emma, tips
          his head in farewell to Bernard, then enters the hotel with
          Penelope and Domenico.
          Emma and Nikolai shake hands with Bernard, then turn and head
          for the marina, trailed by one of the paparazzi while the
          other two pause to reload their cameras.
          As Bernard hops on his moped to zip away, the revolving doors
          turn and Cordelia steps out, talking on her cellphone,
          followed by a train of bellhops and luggage.

                         CORDELIA
          Yes, Daddy! It was a huge success--
          She stops suddenly, as if struck, and her expression of
          perpetual anger melts away as she listens, blinks.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 12 8.

                         CONTINUED:

          CORDELIA (CONT'D) 

                         (DEEPLY MOVED)
          Thank you? You're, you're welcome.
          One of the paparazzi raises his camera to take her picture,
          but another places his hand over the lens.

                         PAPARAZZI
          That's not her. That's the other
          one.

          INT. NICE AIRPORT - TERMINAL GATE - DAY

          Alice sits between Richard and Meg at the departure gate,
          each lost in their own thoughts as TRAVELERS pass to and fro.
          A long beat.
          A small smile finds its way onto Alice's face and she gently
          lowers her head to rest it on Richard's shoulder.
          Richard finds Alice's hand and squeezes it in his own.

          INT. NICE AIRPORT - JETWAY - DAY

          Meg walks down the jetway in her skinny jeans, a bounce in 
          her step, shopping bags in one hand, the bottle of wine
          gripped in the other, as though headed for a party.
          Behind her, Alice carries her shopping bags and Richard totes
          Alice's suitcase.

          ALICE (V.0.)
          "I used to wander aimlessly,/
          Wanton my goal, grievous my
          plight./Your dear hands led me,
          guided me."
          Alice encircles Richard's waist as they walk, and he slings
          an arm around her shoulder, kisses her hair.

          FADE OUT.

                         FADE IN:

          EXT. ZAMBIA, AFRICA - DAY

          Under a beating sun, Emma, dressed in immaculate white linen,
          holds hands with Nikolai as a MOB OF LAUGHING CHILDREN and
          their TEACHERS greet them outside a new Marchand Foundation
          schoolhouse.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 129.

                         CONTINUED:

           ALICE (V.0.)
          "Over the far horizon, night/
          Glowed with the pallid hope of
          dawn./Your eyes' glance was my
          morning light."
          A YOUNG GIRL presents a length of brightly woven fabric,
          draping it over Emma's shoulders as Emma picks the girl up
          and the other children lead Emma and Nikolai inside.

          INT. HIGH SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY

          A bulletin board in Meg's classroom is covered in African
          fabric, photographs and letters, all under a banner that
          reads: Food Drive for Our Sister School - Zambia.
          The two students who had cooked their pot holders sort canned
          goods beneath the board, while Meg cooks, surrounded by the
          rest of her CLASS.

          ALICE (V.0.)
          "No sound - save his own tread
          upon/The ground - to ease the
          wanderer's heart./Your voice
          encouraged me: 'go on!"'

                         0
          A STUDENT carefully scoops spices with a measuring spoon,
          holding it out for Meg to add to her pan.
          She ignores the spoon, instead reaching to pinch some spice
          with her fingers and encourages the student who follows her
          example.

          INT. HIGH SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY

          Alice moves freely around the center of the circle of desks
          her STUDENTS have formed, reciting by memory.

                         ALICE
          "Yes, my heart - dark, cowed, set
          apart,/Alone - bewailed its dire
          distress./Sweet love, with its all-
          conquering art."
          The entire classroom hangs on her every word.

                         ALICE (CONT'D)
          "Joined us as one in joyousness."
          A beat as she and her class float on the last phrase of Paul
          Verlaine's poem.

                         

                         (CONTINUED)

                         

                         

                         

                         
          Monte Carlo Draft 3 - November 4, 2007 13 0.

                         CONTINUED:

                         AMBER 0

                         (HALTING FRENCH)
          Mademoiselle Perry, what was it
          really like?
          Alice refocuses to smile at Amber and survey all the faces of
          her students for a beat.

                         ALICE
          Everyone should go. At least once
          in their life.

                         (PAUSES)
          There's a whole world for you to
          see.

          FADE OUT.

                         FINISH



Monte Carlo



Writers :   Ron Bass
Genres :   Adventure  Comedy  Romance


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