SOMETHING'S GOTTA GIVE
June 14, 2002
We hear, Ja Rule's "Livin' It Up"...
EXT. NEW YORK CITY - A HOT AUGUST NIGHT - MUSIC OVER
MIDTOWN. A Brunette Beauty crosses in front of a stack of
cabs, her sheer dress clinging to her remarkable body.
A Club in THE MEATPACKING DISTRICT. A long line waits to get
in. A couple of Gorgeous Girls show up at the velvet rope and
are promptly" let inside.
SOHO. A Crowd spills out of a Bar and onto the sidewalk. A
Confident Knock Out in jeans and a tank top laughs, drinking
a beer out of the bottle.
Ahhhh... The sweet, uncomplicated
satisfaction of The Younger Woman. That
fleeting age when everything just falls
right into place. It's magic time and it
can render any man, anywhere --
absolutely helpless. Some say I'm an
expert on The Younger Woman. Guess that's
'cause I've been dating them for over
INTO AN EMPTY FRAME COMES HARRY LANGER
What is it about him? Could be his eyes, the turn of his
mouth...something about this guy is just so damn appealing.
Maybe it's just the way he wears the Young Slinky Girl on his
arm. He's confident, cool, enviable. We're in:
A CHIC EATERY - DOWNTOWN
The place is full. Everybody is somebody here.
The Maitre'd snaps to attention at the sight of him.
Mr. Langer, got your table waiting.
As Harry and his Girl wend their way around tables, we pass Other
Couples. Young Couples. Middle-aged couples. Not talking Couples.
So what does a life of bucking the system
all add up to?
HARRY (V.O.) (CONT'D)
To never settle down with the right woman
for a life of leftovers and Christmas
mornings. No his and her IRA accounts, no
mini van parked in the garage. I think
it's made me what I am today.
(Harry smiles to someone
across the room)
The luckiest son of a bitch on earth.
Look at me. I'm positively debonair. I
should be illegal I'm lookin' so good.
Harry passes a table where a BEATEN SIXTY YEAR OLD dines with
his AGE APPROPRIATE, WELL-FED WIFE. IN SLOW MOTION, Harry and
The Beaten Man catch each other's glance.
It isn't as if I haven't wondered what my
life would be like if I was a Regular Joe
and came in here once a month with a dame
my age' for a porterhouse and a side of
I spinach. I've wondered...
NT. CHIC EATERY - HARRY'S IMAGINATION
Harry ENTERS all over again. This time he looks older,
something in his walk and the boxy cut of his jacket. With
him is a regular looking, nothing-to-write-home-about WOMAN
IN HER FIFTIES.
No, come on, let's be honest. ..a dame
really my age. . .
INT. CHIC EATERY - HARRY'S IMAGINATION - TAKE TWO
Again, the identical set up. Harry ENTERS again. This time he
looks ten years older. The bounce to his step is gone. The
twinkle in his eye, long dead. On his arm is a 63 YEAR OLD
BATTLE AX, built just like Harry. The Maitre'd reluctantly
shows them to a shitty table.
There you have it. The story in a
nutshell. Not exactly debonair, am I?
(Harry TRIPS, his wife
Awww, man, it's down right sad. Look at
me. I look like I'm about to die. God
help me. I do not want to die.
SMASH CUT TO:
A LONG STRETCH OF PRISTINE COUNTRY ROAD - THE HAMPTONS - DAY
A Silver Mercedes convertible bursts into FRAME. Harry's
behind the wheel, shades, smoking a cigar, livin' large. Next
to him sits a thoroughbred of a girl. An "IT" Girl. Smart,
sexy and built for fun. She has perfected flirting to an art.
Her hand rests on Harry's neck. There's a good thirty year
age difference between them. Her name is MARIN. She SINGS
along with Ja Rule, now coming from a CD.
To all my thugs that be livin' it
up, we say, what I do. To all my...
Oh! This is it. Make a right.
So baby, you're rich... .
Well, my mother is, sort of. Not
If she lives within a mile of here, she's
I guess a hit play will buy you a house
in The Hamptons.
I'd like to meet your mother.
No you wouldn't. I mean, she's
great. She's totally brilliant, but
she's not your type.
You're overlooking one of the great
things about me. I don't have a type.
She's over thirty.
Harry looks to Marin, feigning hurt.
Oh, what?! Like you don't know you
have a slight reputation for...
Just then the CAR PHONE RINGS. Harry keeps looking at Marin.
-- For what?
Harry waits. RINGGG!
He doesn't look away.
For never dating anyone over 30.
Don't look at me like that.
It's just not true.
Okay. Sorry. Over 31?
Oh, so you wait 'til we get out to The
Hamptons to let me know you're a wise
Hold on. . .
(then to Marin)
It just so happens, my dear, that women
of a certain age, don't date me. You ever
think of it that way? No, it's always me.
You dames are all alike.
(then into phone)
(amused, to herself)
Marin continues singing along with Ja Rule as Harry
confidently slips his hand onto her thigh.
Vh-huh.. .I'll call back Monday. Who
else? Monday... Monday... Say you couldn't
find me. Who?
(glances at Marin, she's
I'll call her later. No, I have it.
Harry hangs up, doesn't look in Marin's direction to see if'
she caught that. This brand of cool is about not playing that
card. Marin turns toward him, she has been listening. They've
reached the end of the road, sand dunes, long lilting grass
and the ocean stretch before them.
Make a right, left at the second
Marin turns up the CD, getting herself out of whatever just
came over her, looks out the window.
Have I mentioned how gorgeous your
breasts look in this sweater?
Yes you have actually.
So it would be too much to mention it
again. . .
Marin laughs, softening, as Harry turns down a dirt driveway,
driving toward a DREAM BEACH HOUSE.
Wow. It's the perfect beach house.
I know. My mother doesn't know how
to do things that aren't perfect.
Which explains you.
That got her. Harry parks. She looks over at him but he's
grabbing some cigars for his shirt pocket, then looks up at
her with an innocent look that suggests he did not just say
such a lovely thought.
(trying to keep up with
Yeah, okay, right...
They both grab their H
overnight bags and step out of the car.
So, what are we gonna do out here,
just the two of us, for two whole
Marin sets her bag down, walks to Harry, wraps her arms
around his neck.
Tell me the truth, are you at all
glad we waited?
I'm incredibly glad we're finally
going to do it.
(she's a bit disappointed)
If that's the same as being glad we
waited, then baby doll, I'm ecstatic.
Marin smiles then kisses him. He's one of those guys that
lets you kiss them.
(slaps her tush)
Let's go for a swim, how long will
it take you to change?
Marin starts UNBUTTONING HER SWEATER as she dances
seductively toward the front door, then notices Harry's
Oh Har... No smoking in the house. My
Mom doesn't allow it.
But she allows you to strip in the
front yard and bring men you're
dating here to...
She doesn't know everything I do...Or
when I do it.. or where I do it.
She SLIPS OFF her sweater and DROPS IT ON HARRY'S HEAD.
It's one of those great Beach Houses. Light filled and warm
with spectacular views of the sandy landscape wrapping around
the rear of the house. Marin, now in a tight tank, tight
pants, gives Harry the grand tour as she continues to
(TAKING OFF her belt)
The fabulous living room, perfect for
entertaining an intimate group of friends
or that special someone.
(DROPS her belt then
UNBUTTONS Harry's shirt)
Behind me, the requisite Hampton's deck
complete with pool and ocean view.
(UNBUCKLES Harry's belt)
Your pants, please...
Marin provocatively UNZIPS her pants and wriggles out of
them. She's now in a TINY TANK AND BIKINI PANTIES.
Gourmet kitchen's to your left
where tonight I will whip you up a
culinary feast of Mac and Cheese.
Marin HEARS Harry's ZIPPER UNZIP. She turns, her EYES
WIDENING as Harry's PANTS land on a chair. Harry is now down
to his Boxers, an Open Shirt and a fearless smile.
.. O-kay, going quickly now...
Master bedroom is that away...
They arrive in a warmly decorated GUEST BEDROOM.
And this as they say on 'Cribs',
your favorite show, is where the
magic happens. Do we like it? Going
once, going twice ...
Harry takes Marin's hand and pulls her OUT OF FRAME and ONTO
THE BED. She playfully rolls on top of him. His hands cup her
You know when I first started
auctioneering someone told me if I was
nervous to just picture everyone in the
audience in their underwear. This sort of
gives that a whole new meaning.
Why? You're not nervous now, are you?
I'm always a little nervous.
(removing his hands)
So put on your bathing suit. I brought
some champagne, I'll put it on ice.
Me like you, Harry Langer.
She bounces off him like a kid and disappears into the
Harry lies there alone for a second. Catches his breath. He
sits up, feet on the floor, shoulders hunched, clears his
throat, bangs on his chest. He waits a sec then stands with a
stiffness that for the first time suggests he is not a that
INT. LIVING ROOM
Now wearing only his Boxer Shorts, Harry crosses through the
Living ROOM, singing 'Livin' It Up' to himself. He reaches into
his bag and lifts out Two Bottles of Crystal. He sees himself in
the mirror, sucks in his gut.
Well stocked, the best of everything. Harry opens the door to the
fridge and just as HE DISAPPEARS BEHIND IT, the BACK DOOR OPENS
and TWO WOMEN ENTER from a beach walk, in the middle of a lively
One of them is ERICA, Marin's Mother. The other is Erica's
Younger Sister, ZOE.
ERICA is in her mid-fifties and is a poster girl for growing old.
It's actually hard to imagine 55 looking any better. And not
because she looks 35, but because she makes 55 look graceful and
right. Erica is the "girl most likely" who went beyond
expectations but didn't realize until recently that being sure of
herself was a handicap. She doesn't try to be intimidating, she
Her sister, ZOE is in her forties. Zoe's the loose one. She
wears draw string pants and a T-shirt that says, "BOYS LIE".
The Women stop mid-sentence when they notice the REFRIGERATOR
IS WIDE OPEN. Then they SEE A PAIR OF BARE MEN'S LEGS poking
out from UNDER THE DOOR. They don' t move.
Oh God. What is this?
Erica nods to Zoe, gesturing a nearby knife. Zoe grabs the knife.
Harry pokes his head out from behind the fridge, equally confused.
Okay, stay right where you are. We have a
(eyeing the knife)
Do you... live here?
Okay, Mister, look, I'm gonna dial
911 and you're not gonna move. Zoe,
hand me the phone.
(reaches out to Zoe
without looking at her)
You don't understand. I'm a friend
of your daughter's.
With that, Harry SHUTS the fridge door. The Women see he's
naked except for a Pair of Boxers. They both GASP. Zoe
FUMBLES the phone over to Erica who dials quickly..
Yeah? I don't think so. My daughter's in
the city and you what, wandered in
here,like high on Ecstasy..?.
(looks at phone)
Shit. I dialed 8-1-1.
(calmly starts to move)
Honestly, if you just...
Back off. She was in the Israeli
army. She can break you in half.
Zoe can't believe she just said that -- no truth in it
Yes. I have an intruder in my
house. 29 Daniels Lane, Sagaponack.
I'm dating your daughter Marin. She
invited me here for the weekend.
She's in her room right now,
(GASPS even louder, really
You're dating my daughter?
Now who would've thought that would
be worse news?
With that, Marin ENTERS, in a tiny bikini, sees Harry in his
shorts, Zoe holding the knife and Erica frozen, holding the
I'm sorry. False alarm. Yeah, no, I'm
sure. No, he's not a burglar
(with enormous difficulty)
He's dating my daughter.
Mom, I had no idea you were coming out
this weekend, you said you had to write.
I do. I thought I'd do it out here.
Oh, man, this is really....
You gotta admit, sorta funny You thought
he was a burglar? In his boxer shorts?
Yeah, well, the world's nuts, I
don't know the man. . .
I'm sorry, it's not really funny.
I'm an idiot. I should've told you
I was bringing someone out.
No, no, I should've told you we
were coming. Well. Anyway, here we
(waves to Harry)
Hello. I'm the mother.
All three Women turn to Harry who now dangles a long Lobster
shaped oven mitt over his "privates"...
Harry Langer. How are ya?
Yes. Sorry... Mom, this is my friend,
Harry. Harry, my Mom, Erica... my Aunt,
(they all shake hands)
Harry's sort of a new friend. I think I
mentioned him in an e-mail. We just,
totally spur of the moment thought we'd
get out of the city for a few days.
ERICA AND ZOE
(can't look at him)
Honey, does Harry have a robe?
You know what? Actually, I think I should
just take off. Let you gals enjoy your
Marin shoots her Mom a look. Help!
No, no, no. Don't be silly. Uh, look,
here's what we'll do. Zoe and I will
leave. We took a great walk on the beach,
we'll go into town for lunch. You two
stay. Harry, apologize about the near
No, you were impressive. Very strong,
(a little thrown)
I don't think I was exactly "macho"
Trust me, if I ever catch a guy in
his underwear in my refrigerator I
hope I'm half the man you were, Mrs
(already hating him)
Yeah. Okay. Whatever...
Marin watches. Dying.
All righty then...I'm definitely gonna
hit the road.
(salutes Erica and Zoe)
Ladies...sensational meeting you.
(then to Marin)
Doll, call me.
Hold on. Hold on. Let's not get so
dramatic here. What are we four
teenagers? We're all sophisticated
people. Why can't we all stay, for the
weekend? Your mother's got work to do
I've got papers to grade. You'll do your
thing, whatever that is and if we want to
hang together, we'll hang together. If we
don't, we don't. There's no reason why
any of us should give up this spectacular
Seriously. I can handle it.
I can totally handle it.
(on the spot)
I mean, well, I can "handle" it...
The Women all look to Harry. He looks at Marin. She's hard to
It can only go up from here.
HARRY AND MARIN
Walking past SHOPS on the MAIN DRAG IN EAST HAMPTON. They are
both licking ice cream cones. CAMERA STAYS BEHIND THEM.
He's obviously a penis substitute.
ERICA AND ZOE
Are paced 20 feet behind them, carrying groceries.
I mean a father substitute.
Except he's older than her father. I
can't even look at them. What is she
doing with a guy that age?
Marin was how old when you guys broke up?
Five years ago, so. ..twenty-three.
Okay, so she was old enough not to
feel Dave was walking out on her.
Is that supposed to mean Dave walked out
on me? Why do people assume when you
break up after twenty years that the
guy's the one who wanted out? Just
because once we broke up he shtupped
everything that moved...
Easy cowgirl. I didn't mean it that way.
Just trying to figure out why such a
smart girl is always with the wrong guy.
CLOSE ON A YOUNG FRENCH GIRL IN AN APRON
YOUNG FRENCH GIRL
Mme. Barry, que je puis vous obtenir
The Girl stands BEHIND THE CHEESE COUNTER in:
THE BAREFOOT CONTESSA
A Gourmet Market in East Hampton. The clientele in here is as
rich looking as the food. Erica stands on the other side of
the Cheese Counter.
Bonjour je veux une partie de votre
pate merveilleux et de votre
meilleur fromage absolu de chevre.
Harry and Marin shop near by. Harry listens to Erica out of
She started French lessons after she and
my Dad split up. Part of her "Keep Busy,
Don't Look Back" program. She's
practically fluent now.
(turning back to Marin)
Marin, au cas ou nous prende un desset ou
devrions jefaire quelgue chose?
(with an impeccable
Laissons quelque chose d'achat. Et
ce grand gateau de chocolat?
Hey, not bad.. .
Yeah...well. ..I am fluent. Be right
Marin crosses to the dessert counter. Erica turns back and
catches Harry checking out Marin's ass. He smiles as he licks
his ice cream. Erica rolls her eyes then spots another Older
Guy with a Leggy Girl twenty-five years his junior.
It's an epidemic.
Then Erica notices who's next to her at the cheese counter.
She sees her Sister, Zoe, reading a cheese label with her
glasses on and next to Zoe are two sad looking Old Women in
their Eighties with their arms linked. Almost woozy, Erica is
snapped out of it when she is handed her package.
OUNG FRENCH GIRL
Erica heads down the aisle, passing Harry whose back is to
her. Just as she passes, he turns and almost bumps into her.
They so very badly do not want to actually touch. Erica
hesitates. Harry gestures for her to go first then walks
So, Harry... What do you do?
I'm one of the owners of a record
company among other things...
Oh, really? Which record company?
Drive by Records.
(appalled at the name)
"Drive By" Records??? Is that a
joke? What is that?
It's a Hip Hop label.
Hip Hop? Oh, rap? Oh, right. Well.
Okay. That's... "interesting"...
Let me see if I get where you're
headed here. . .
I'm sorry, but, look, you know I hate
rap, I mean I do. It's sort of violent
and crude for my taste, not to mention
just a tad misogynistic.
Hey, a lot of people see rapping as
Yeah, but come on, how many words
can you rhyme with 'Bitch'?
Erica places her groceries on the check out counter.
How we doin?
Should've left when she tried to arrest
INT. ERICA'S DINING ROOM - THAT NIGHT
Marin serves plates of pasta with lobster. Zoe pours wine and
Erica tosses a salad. Harry is the only one sitting.
So, Mom, how's the new play? You gettin'
happy with it?
Marin places a plate in front of Harry then runs her finger
along "the nape of his neck. They smile at each other as she
continues on. Erica notices, tries not to respond.
Well, the thing with me is that I'm about
90% hard word, 10% talent and so far the
talent part hasn't exactly kicked in yet.
What's your play about?
Marin and Zoe stop what they are doing and turn to Erica.
She's hesitant to reveal this.
About? Well, I'm not exactly sure which
is a bit of a problem, but so far it's
about a divorced woman, a writer, she's
this high strung, over-amped,
controlling, know it all neurotic. . .
(everyone stares at her)
Who's incredibly cute and lovable.
It's a comedy.
(takes a seat next to Zoe)
So, how did you two meet?
At a Wine Auction at Sotheby's. Harry was
the big buyer of the night.
I kept winking at Marin as she was
conducting the auction and apparently
every time I did that she misunderstood
and I ended up buying cases of
outrageously expensive wine.
Zoe and Marin laugh.
Ever been married, Harry?
No. No, I haven't.
Wow. Now why do you think that is?
Some people just don't fit the mold. And
Hey, if it ain't broke.
Harry leans back, places his arm around Marin's chair. Erica
Wait a second, aren't you like a famous
I wouldn't say I'm famous.
No, I think I read a piece on you
in New York Magazine.
I guess people find it interesting
that I've escaped the noose for so
Yeah, wasn't the name of the article,
"The Escape Artist"?
Wait. I read that article. That was you?
You were once engaged to somebody big.
Who was it? Not Joan Collins.. .Wait.
Yeah, it was somebody cool like that.
(trying to remember)
Not Martha Stewart....
You could just ..'ask him.
No, this is more fun. It's like I'm
Harry was once engaged to Diane
Right. Diane Sawyer. I love her.
Yeah, women your age love that
Erica pauses on that one.
(trying to get thru this)
You know what I mean.
Yes I do.
It's not a bad thing to say 'women
No...I'm sure it was a compliment.
It was. ..just the truth.
So when was this engagement?
Long time ago. She was just this
adorable lanky girl from Kentucky
with the greatest pair of legs I'd
ever seen... Never understood her
ending up with a job where she
never showed them.
(munches on his lobster)
You're not serious? She's Diane
Sawyer, she goes into caves in
Afghanistan with a shmahtah on her
head. Who cares about her legs?
Just anyone who's ever had the
pleasure of... You know what? I
hate to eat and run but...
No, wait. This is actually a very
fascinating dynamic - what's going
on at this table...
oe teaches Women's Studies at
Columbia. . .
Oh, so this is gonna hurt.
No, come on, listen, here's the rub
for women. Look at what we have
here with you and Erica. Harry,
you've been around the block a few
times, right? You're what? Around
60, never been married, which, we
all know, if you were a woman,
would be a curse, you'd be an old
maid, a spinster, blah, blah,
blah... Okay, so instead of pitying
you, they write articles about you,
celebrate your never marrying, it
makes you illusive and ungettable.
You're a real catch. Then, take my
gorgeous sister here...
Any chance of you stopping here?
Come on, this is interesting. I
mean, look at her, she's so
accomplished, the most successful
woman playwright since who? Lillian
Hellman? She's over fifty,
divorced and still sits in night
after night because the available
guys her age want
--forgive me honey for saying this,
but they want girls that look like
Marin so the whole over fifty
dating scene is geared completely
towards men leaving older women out
and as a result that makes the
older women more and more
productive and more and more
interesting, which, in turn, makes
them even less desirable because as
we all know -- men, especially
older men, are threatened and
deathly afraid of interesting and
accomplished women. It's just so
clear. Single older women, as a
demographic, are as fucked a group
as can ever exist.
Erica and Harry's EYES CONNECT for a millisecond. HEAR THE
SOUND OF PLATES CRASHING.
INT. KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER
Erica is cleaning up the broken plates, Zoe leans down to
What are you, possessed? How could
you say those things?
It just seemed so obvious to me. The
injustice of it. Thank God men die
younger than us. It's the only break we
Then you know what? Write a dissertation
on it, don't announce to the world that I
stay in night after night after night and
by the way, one night after night would
have been enough. Did you ever realize, I
stay "in" as part of my job. Why do you
think I married the director of my plays?
He was the only man I ever saw. Anyway, I
like staying in and I like this time in
my life. Why do I have to defend myself?
M I was married for 20 years. I'm done.
arin ENTERS carrying more dishes.
What the hell was that?
I'm sorry, I thought I was onto
Honey, what are you doing with this
guy? He's old, he's chauvinistic...
He's fun? How is he fun? He's
Wrong can be fun, Mom.
Not this wrong.
Can we not do this now? He's
actually incredibly smart and
fascinating and if you had talked
to him about something other than
his marital status you would've
found out how smart he is. He owns
like 10 different companies...
What does that mean he owns ten
different companies? He can't
commit, that's what that means. Not
that, God forbid, I want him to
Yeah, that I get. Anyway, he said he
thought you two were very spontaneous and
nice and then said he's leaving as soon
as the sun comes up.
What? His car doesn't have
Wait. I have no right to get this
He's your friend. Not mine. I love
(hugs her back)
I love you more.
This is obviously a ritual between them. Erica kisses
Marin's cheek in a flutter of kisses, then Marin
No chance he said we were nice.
They HEAR MUSIC coming from Marin's bedroom.
What are they listening to?
I don't care...
Oy. Marvin Gaye. . .
Erica turns on the garbage disposal. Zoe sings along,
"Let's get it on". .., Erica shoots her a look, turns
off the garbage disposal, doing the dishes with vigor.
I know she'll never see him after
this weekend. She can't commit
Then they hear Marin GIGGLING.
He does sound fun.
Admit it, he's got something. You
felt it, right?
Then they hear Marin SCREAM.
Oh, this is nuts...
Erica covers her ears with her hands. Then they hear
Marin SCREAM "MOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!"
Did she say, Mom?
INT. MARIN'S ROOM - ANGLE - THE DOOR
Erica and Zoe bust into the room and find Harry .on the
floor, leaning against the bed, a clenched fist on his chest.
His shirt is open, he's sweating, his complexion is grey.
Marin stands back, freaked out, afraid to get near him.
We were fooling around and he said he
felt funny Hthen he just collapsed.
(out of breath)
It's nothing. I'm okay maybe it was
Does your chest hurt?
Like an elephant's standing on it.
Call 911...tell them to send an
ambulance. . .
HARRY'S POV - THE ROOM
Spinning. When he shuts his eyes, it goes BLACK. Spinning.
BLACK. Spinning. BLACK. He sees Marin, soft in the
background, on the phone and Erica coming toward him. He
What are you doing?
Mouth to mouth...
Even in this state he gets that Erica is about to place her.
mouth on his. His eyes WIDEN IN HORROR, he reels back. Erica
You fucking guy...
She does it anyway. Her-mouth on his, her breath into his
lungs, over and over. Harry's eyes roll back in hi-so head.
As. Erica pounds on his chest, we HEAR THE BLARE OF A
AND A LOUD CLANG
As the DOORS to SOUTHAMPTON HOSPITAL FLY OPEN. Paramedics
WHEEL Harry through the corridors and into the ER with
dizzying speed. Two Nurses jostle Harry OFF the gurney and
ONTO A BED.
DR. JULIAN MERCER arrives at Harry's side. Julian is in his
early-thirties and has finally just graduated out of the 'you
look too young to be a doctor' syndrome. Julian is a man
whose goodness makes him sexy. He wears his hair shaggier
than you'd expect but then again, this is a Johns Hopkins
graduate who chose to live near the beach and work nights.
The Nurses place oxygen in Harry's nose, .;hook him up to a
heart monitor and connect him to an IV.
How we doing here?
He's had 30 minutes of chest pain,
nausea, shortness of breath, blood
pressure's 170 over 100, pulse 104,
Let's get an EKG. Mr. Langer, I'm
Dr. Mercer. Are you in any pain
The Nurse wheels over an EKG machine, Julian helps hook it
Feel some pressure in my
chest...it's real tight.
Can you show me where the pain is?
Harry clenches his fist over his sternum.
What were you doing at the onset of
I was uh, kissing a beautiful...
(watching the monitor)
Where you having intercourse?
-- Unfortunately, no.
ense of humor in tact...
Hang a nitroglycerine drip. Mr.
Langer the EKG shows you have a
blocked artery which is not
allowing enough oxygen to get to
the heart muscle.. .
I'm having a heart attack?
We're gonna stop it. But I need to
know what kind of medications you
I take uh... uh. . . Lipitor. . .
(reading the EKG tape)
Uh-huh... .Any thing else?
-- and a white one for blood
pressure. . .
What about, Viagra?
Erica, Marin and Zoe ARRIVE in the DOORWAY of the ER. Harry
Mr. Langer? Did you take any Viagra
today? Mr. Langer?
No. No Viagra.
I don't take Viagra. Don't need
The Women grab looks at each other, know they shouldn't be
there. They turn away.
Great. Just needed to be sure
because I put nitroglycerin into
your-drip and if you had taken
Viagra, the combo would make your
heart leap right out of your
CLOSE - HARRY'S EYES - PANICKED
As he watches the NITROGLYCERIN make it's way DOWN THE TUBE
and APPROACH HIS ARM. Just as the amber liquid is about to
enter his bloodstream he YANKS the IV out of his arm. The
drip is knocked onto the ground. The Women shriek as the
Nurses scurry to clean up. Erica and Zoe rush out, Marin
hangs back. Harry catches the look on her face.
Let's give him an aspirin and
Sorry, had an audience...
(clutching his chest)
It's okay. ..it was a great save.
Let's start the thrombolytic protocol.
"4000 units of heparin. Mr. Langer, if
this works and I have every reason to
believe it will, it's going to reverse
what's going on so there will be little
or no damage to your heart. You with me?
(Harry nods. Julian places
his hand on Harry's)
Okay, here we go.
Marin paces, smoking. Erica sits. Zoe leans against the wall.
Oh, man, what if he doesn't make
it? I don't know who to contact.
I don't know his family. I've gone
out to dinner with the guy three
times. I hardly know him.
He's gonna make it. Don't worry.
He's like a bulldog. He'll make it.
This is a nightmare. I go out with
a guy who's so old, he takes
Are you nuts? You go out with a guy
who's so old he's having a heart
All I can say is, thank God it didn't
happen when he was inside you. That could
be life altering.
Julian rounds the corner of the corridor. Marin rushes toward
him, her face begging for good news.
Your Dad's gonna be okay.
Oh, he's not my Dad...
Your Grandad's gonna be okay.
(throws her arms around
Oh, thank you so much. But he's not my...
oh we're not related. He's just a friend.
His sweet apologetic smile is not lost on Marin. Zoe and
Erica join them.
I'm Dr. Mercer. Mr. Langer did have a
mild heart attack. I gave him something
to break up the clot in his artery and it
His EKG returned to normal almost
immediately which means I don't expect
any permanent damage. He's very lucky.
Thank you. . .
No, whoever got him here so fast should
be thanked. Another half hour and I don't
know if this would've worked.
Marin pats her Mom on the back.
(realizing it all now)
Erica wipes away a tear. Nothing could surprise her more.
We're out of the woods. I've given him
something to sleep, it might make him a
little loopy at first but then it should
knock him out.
You're Mrs. Langer?
No, no I'm just... No. I'm Erica Barry. .
He was having dinner at our house. I just
met him this afternoon.
You're Erica Barry?
What a pleasure. I'm a huge fan.
Really? Oh, thanks... This is my
daughter, Marin, my sister, Zoe...
Julian says Hi to each then returns his attention fully and
devotedly to Erica. Takes her in.
CLOSE - A JAPANESE TEA POT
Julian pours steaming hot tea into 3 paper cups.
MARIN - CLOSE
Sitting in the hospital corridor as JULIAN'S HAND ENTERS HER
FRAME and hands her a cup of tea. She looks up at him with
more adorableness than most men could handle. She blows on
Camera Pans to ZOE. Sitting next to Marin. She is also handed
a Cup of Tea. Even she softens as she looks up at Julian.
Thank you Doctor.
This is all beginning to feel a little like the Step Sisters
trying on the Glass Slipper. Until we get to Erica, not
paying any attention at all as she is handed her Tea.
Oh. . .Hey. . .Ew. . .Hot. Thanks.
(eyes on Erica)
You're welcome. May I join you?
Yeah. Sure. This is very nice of
First year of medical school you
learn what can keep you up all
night without making you nuts.
Green Tea beats everything plus
it's a great antioxidant. Cheers.
(turning on the charm)
So, urn, do you always work nights?
Usually two or-three a week, gives
me a chance for a real life during
the day. . .
(immediately turns back to
You know, I heard you had a place
in the Hamptons. I really am a very
big fan. I honestly think I've seen
every play you've ever written.
I think some were written before
your time. There are some Marin's
never even seen.
No, I'm pretty sure I've seen them
all and I saw the last one twice.
Zoe nudges Erica as a Nurse enters from the ER.
Doctor, we've got a walk in, may
need stitches. . .
I'll check on MI. Langer...if he's
asleep; you all might want to get
some shut eye and come back in the
morning. Great to meet you Erica.
Ladies. . .
The Women wave and watch him exit.
The second he's gone:
Okay, now that's a perfect a guy
for you. He's adorable.
Mother! I've never seen a man less
interested in me.
Or more interested in you.
Me? He's thirty years old.
No, he's older than that.
Who cares how old, he is. I mean,
he's not my type, he's like a
gorgeous wholesome doctor but, he's
perfect for you and hot for you,
which makes him really perfect.
Stop it. He likes my work. Not me.
(they just stare at her)
It's insane. I would never.
(off Zoe's look)
Just then, Harry stumbles into the corridor in his Hospital
Gown, pretty out of it.
Confused, Harry turns around, a little lost, giving the Women
a FULL VIEW OF HIS BARE ASS. The Women muffle screams.
Harry! Over here!
He faces them.
Honey, I want to go home. Can you
call Lowell to pick me up?
Harry wobbles. Is he going to fall? Marin freezes, looks to
her Mom for help. Erica rushes to Harry.
Harry, you have to get back in bed.
Woman. And I say that as a
compliment... You saved my life.
(kisses her hand)
I don't remember your name but I
thank you from the bottom of my...
He falls on Erica, totally out of it, his head on her breast,
his mouth open.
(afraid to breathe)
Ugh. Look at this, even
unconscious, he's a lech.
The Nurses rush out and peel Harry off Erica.
Mr. Langer, you shouldn't be
Got to take a whiz girls.
We'll take care of that for you,
Harry turns back to the Women, smiling. He likes that idea.
LOVES that idea.
Okay. You take care of it for me,
sweetheart. I'd like to see that...
As he walks away, his bare ass shines like a full moon in a
This is the most insane night of my
Yeah, but just admit that was one
great ass for a guy that age.
CLOSE - A LARGE VASE OF YELLOW ROSES - 36 HOURS LATER
A Nurse slides the Roses down the counter of her station.
Now what can I do you for?
She looks across at a neat as a pin Man in his early forties,
Prada suit, crisp white shirt, dark tie. He's a Gershwin tune
of a man. A throwback to a kinder world. This is. LOWELL,
Harry's Houseman/Chef/all around Man Friday.
I'm here for Mr. Harry Langer.
Julian ENTERS the Nurse's station.
Are we discharging Hurricane Harry?
Yes we are. Hi, I'm Dr. Mercer.
Come on, I'll take you to him.
Julian EXITS the Nurse's Station. Lowell, carrying the
flowers, follows. He nods to TWO TALL LEGGY MINI SKIRTED
ASSISTANT TYPES, KIM and LEXI who follow. Both pack cell
phones, note pads, carry balloons, flowers and shopping bags.
And you are. . ?
Lowell St. James'. Mr. Langer's
houseman, chef... general valet..
Well that sounds like a pretty,
Fifteen years. Never a dull moment.
They arrive at:
A PRIVATE ROOM
where Harry lies on the bed, dressed and ready to go. He
squints as he reads a pamphlet at arms's distance called,
"Heart Attack -- Bouncing Back".
Okay, Harry, looks like we're going
to have to let you go.
Harry sits up too fast, lies right back down. Lowell looks
like he might cry. The Girls hold back.
Take it easy kids, I just sat up
too fast. Doc, tell them. Am I in
good shape? How were my tests this
He's doing extremely well.
(holding back tears)
Can I hug him?
Harry stands and indulges Lowell in a deep hug. Lowell's
shoulders shake as he sobs.
Okay, Okay. Let's not get goofy. We
got no thin , but good news here.
I must say, you do look good...
considering. You have a little
extra baggage under your eyes, but
I know how to fix that.
See what good hands I'm in. Did you
meet my gorgeous assistants?
Girls... .my Doctor, Julian Mercer.
Honey, did you bring the CDs?
Kim hands Harry a shopping bag full of CDs.
These are for you...
(to the Girls)
The man loves Hip Hop.
(checking out the bag)
Maybe not this much but...
And did you bring the other thing?
Lexi hands Harry another bag. Harry reaches in and pulls out
a small leather box, hands it to Julian.
This is just to thank you for your
brilliance the other night. I hope
it suits you.
(opening the box)
Wow. This is.. .Jesus, this is the
most gorgeous watch I've ever seen.
- Oh, good. It's a Piaget.
He likes it.
No, I love it and this is incredibly
generous of you but I can't accept it.
You save my life and you end up
with some CDs?
No, I end up seeing you walk out of
here and I do get paid you know -
-- Knock, knock.
hey all turn, see Marin at the door. She waves to Harry,
more reserved than normal.
Harry, I'll see you on the way out.
We'll pull up the car.
Everyone EXITS leaving Marin and Harry alone. Harry sits on
the bed. Marin joins him. Harry places his hand on her thigh.
All she notices is his hospital bracelet.
So, I'm some great date, huh?
Yeah... Mr. Excitement.
Tell me somethin', we haven't actually
had sex yet, have we?
No we haven't. You're correct on
Something to live for.
Marin smiles, kisses Harry on the cheek.
Down to the cheek.
(that's big, he digests
Come on, let's get outta here.
EXT. SOUTHAMPTON HOSPITAL - DAY
Harry is wheeled out in a wheelchair, Marin and a Nurse on
either side. In the parking lot is a Town Car with Lowell and
the Girls standing next to it. Next to them is Erica, waiting
by her car. She's on her cell phone. Harry spots them and
tries to get out of the wheel chair before it stops.
Hold on Tarzan, we're still movin' ...
Okay, now slow-ly.
To prove her wrong, Harry rises quickly. Everyone stands by,
ready to help.
Look at these faces. Will you tell them
As soon as Harry spots Erica, he starts to wobble.
Whoa! Whoa! WHOA!
Everyone grabs for Harry as he FALLS OUT OF FRAME AND THE
SCREEN GOES BLACK.
CLOSE ON JULIAN
taking Harry's pulse as Harry lies on the ASPHALT OF THE
HOSPITAL PARKING LOT. Lowell, the Two Assistants and Marin
huddle around. Erica steps back a bit.
Harry, I'm sorry, but I think we jumped the
gun.. .can't let you travel quite yet.
I ain't goin' back in there.
You don't have to but I can't put you in
a car right now and I can't leave you in
the parking lot. I'd like you to stay
nearby for a few days and let me keep an
eye on you 'til you get your strength
Doc, I'm out in the middle of the
Hamptons. Where do you want me to go?
Marin turns to Erica who very clearly mouths, "FORGET IT!"
EXT. ERICA'S HOUSE - LATER THAT DAY.
The Town Car sits in the driveway, Lexi leans on the hood,
talking on her cell. A Market Delivery Van pulls away as a
Drugstore Delivery Van pulls in. A Flower Delivery KID
holding a large bouquet, knocks at the front door.
NT. THE GUEST BEDROOM - SAME TIME
Harry sits up in bed wearing silk pajamas, holding an unlit
cigar, and is on the phone.
Zoe enters, placing the new bouquet on the already flower
filled dresser. Lowell lifts a LUNCH TRAY off the bed as Kim
stands nearby on the cell phone. Marin packs her bag.
Just promise me you won't make a decision until
we talk. Thinking about it ain't promising me.
Okay, man, I'm seein' you Friday...
(hangs up, then to Lowell)
Lowell, what was that?
(looking down at the Tray)
Somebody tell you to starve me to death?
Kim hands Harry the cell phone.
Rush? No, man, you're livin' the shit.
I just got a clean bill of health.
Kim hands Harry a NOTE that says:
YOU HAVE TWO DINNER DATES THIS WEEK,
SHOULD I CANCEL AND SEND FLOWERS?
Harry steals a look at Marin, then nods to Kim.
Erica puts away groceries, a little on edge. Her back is to a
Man in his fifties, who sits at the island, eating a
sandwich. He wears sweats and a baseball cap. His natural
expression is -- worried. This is DAVE.
This is the best turkey sandwich I
ever had in my life. What kind of
mustard is this?
(not turning around)
I don't know.
All right, don't get pissy. It's
not Dijon, right?
Don't get pissy. ..you say that 'cause
this, of course, would never happen to
you. .1 come out here for peace and quiet
and suddenly I'm a character in a Kaufman
and Hart play.
(the phone RINGS)
And the phone does not stop.
(phone STOPS RINGING)
And it's never for me!
Lowell ENTERS with the Bed Tray.
Sorry to interrupt.
That's fine Lowell, I'll take that.
No, please, allow me.
No, no, I'll take it. No problem.
Erica takes the bed tray as Lowell EXITS.
The man does not know my name and
I'm doing his dishes.
Lexi ENTERS, all 5'10" of her. Dave suddenly looks alive. She
carries an empty water glass.
Hi Erica. Um...where should I put
Right here. I'll take it.
And Harry has a headache. Do you
have any Tylenol?
Tylenol yes. ..
(reaches in cabinet)
(extends her hand to Dave)
Hi. I'm Lexi, Harry's second
Hey...Dave Klein. How ya doin'?
Erica hands Lexi the Tylenol, she thanks her and EXITS.
(holding the water glass)
Where should I put this? It's an
empty water glass. What are the
I'm gettin' outta your hair.
So you're not ready to show me any
pages? I'm not putting pressure on
you, I'm just asking.
I haven't written a word. I'm on
page twelve and the first eleven
So you have one good page.
How tall do you think that girl
Before Erica can respond, Marin ENTERS.
Dad! I didn't know you were here.
I'm just on my way out, bubbee.
Well, I was just gonna drive into the
city with Zoe but if you're driving back,
I'd much rather go with you.
I have to meet someone before I go...
Wait wait wait wait. You're leaving, Zoe's
leaving, the entourage is leaving. And I'm
supposed to stay here with him alone?
The doctor said" he's 'sending over
a Nurse in the morning...
The morning? That's nineteen hours from
(takes a deep breath)
Okay, I can handle this. I'm just going
to get into a zen' place, play music,
cook, write, focus...
She never changes...
(setting him straight)
Yes. Maybe that's a good thing.
EXT. ERICA'S HOUSE - SUNSET
No cars are out front. Quiet and peaceful. On the Soundtrack
we hear the French tune, I wish You Love sung in French.
INT. ERICA'S KITCHEN - THE SAME TIME - MUSIC OVER
Erica cooks, softly singing along in French.
Smells great in here.
Surprised, Erica turns to find Harry leaning in the doorway
in his pajamas, robe and slippers. No one's ever had more
gorgeous clothes to sleep in. His presence disarms her.
Coq au Vin...
(he looks confused)
Chicken cooked in red wine...
French Food... French music...
Part of my play takes place in Paris so
I'm hoping this helps me think. I'm
hopin'...How you feeling?
Well, I walked all the way in here,
only bumping into two chairs and an
Everyone bumps into that ottoman.
Harry appreciates the thought. Before it has time to become
awkward, the Phone RINGS.
Hey, thanks for letting me...
Yeah, no...it's fine.
(answering the phone)
Hello. Yes, he is.
(hands the phone to Harry)
Hello. Hey sweets...
(Erica hates this)
Oh, you got the flowers? Are they
Erica can't stand this. She puts on her glasses and skims her
Hey, can I call you in a little
bit. What's your number doll?
(spots a pad and pencil)
Harry squints, can't see what he's writing...backs his head
away from the pad. Erica hands him her glasses.
(slips them on, jots down
Okay... Call you in a little.
Harry hangs up and hands the glasses back to Erica.
Look, Harry, it's not like in any stretch
of the imagination, I think you're all
that right for my daughter but I don't
really appreciate hearing you on the
phone with other women. It's like I'm an
accomplice to you cheating, it's...
Your daughter knows I see other women.
She does? I mean, fine, it's none
of my business...but...
(struggles to open a
bottle of wine)
She knows I'm not monogamous...We've
Great? And that's what? Why are you
proud of that?
Not proud. Just honest. Your daughter
said she likes that about me.
(takes the wine and opens
it with ease.)
My daughter is confused when it comes to men.
I don't blame her. We're confusing.
Harry hands her the open wine bottle.
EXT. BEACH PATIO
WIDE SHOT - ALMOST NIGHT
Erica and Harry sit not so close together at a long table,
under a purple sky. Another French Tune plays. If this wasn't
them, this would look romantic.
othing is said. Just two people eating. Harry lifts the salt
shaker, about to add salt to his chicken.
Should I just call the ambulance now?
Harry shoots her a look and places the salt shaker back on the
EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT - OVER - LOUIS ARMSTRONG'S LA VIE EN ROSE
A starry sky gives the house a storybook setting. We HEAR THE
INT. ERICA'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME - MUSIC CONTINUES
Erica works at a laptop at a cluttered table. The CLOCK tells us
it's a little after ONE A.M. Annoyed by the ringing phone, she
points her remote at the CD Player and stops' the song. Harry
answers the phone in his room. A moment of quiet. Erica points her
remote, starts the song again, starts typing again. Now the other
line RINGS. She looks over at the phone watching one RED LIGHT
"BLINK, while the other line is answered.
What am I doing?
She throws a piece of paper over the phone so she can't see it.
She clicks on her AOL ICON and is told: AOL CANNOT CONNECT. LINE
BUSY. She's pissed. Then, worse, she SMELLS something.
INT. HARRY'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
Harry is on the phone, smoking a cigar. His pajama top is
unbuttoned, his hair is allover the place. His bed is a mess,
laptop open, newspapers spilling onto the floor. Erica stands
in the doorway. He quickly hides his cigar.
Can you hold a see, doll?
(looks to Erica)
Okay, here's the thing. I really don't
want to play the part of the uptight
Nurse to your bad boy patient. If you
want to have another heart attack, go
ahead, it's your life but I have work to
do and I don't have time to make another
run to the hospital because you're
filling your already clogged arteries
with smoke but more importantly, I'd
rather not have my house smell like a
Erica holds out a partially filled water glass for Harry to
deposit his cigar in.
I have a question for you.
She waits. She doesn't say anything.
What? Do I Hhave to say what?
Have you always been like this or
do I bring this out in you?
She shakes the water glass, waiting for the deposit. He drops
the cigar in.
I don't think I've ever had this
effect on a woman before.
(picking up the
And what effect do you think you're
having on me?
I don't quite recognize it, that's how I
know I've never had it before.
Erica rolls her eyes as she finishes cleaning up.
So you don't sleep?
I only need about four hours a night.
Me too. Never slept eight hours in my
Me either. I wish I could. ..but...
Want me to shut these, sun comes in
pretty strong in the morning.
Sure. . . thanks. . .
(drawing the drapes)
Who you talking to at this hour?
A friend in L.A. It's only ten out there.
And that's not past her bedtime?
So you don't get more mellow as the hours
Good night, Harry.
Can I ask you one other thing?
What's with the turtlenecks? It's
the middle of summer.
Now seriously, why do you care what I
I like them. I've always liked them. I'm
just a turtleneck kinda gal.
You ever get hot?
INT. ERICA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Almost TWO. Erica is writing, her eyes go to the phone with
the typing paper over it. She LIFTS a corner of the paper,
takes a peek. The one lit line GOES OUT. Finally. "Erica
turns off her computer, sits for a second. No one has rattled
her cage like this in quite some time. And no, she doesn't
like it. She stands, starts to undress.
ANGLE - THE FLOOR
As Erica's TURTLENECK lands on it. Then her BRA, then her
PANTS then her PANTIES.
ERICA - NAKED - TIGHT SHOT
She crosses through the room on her way to the Bathroom. She
passes by her partially open door, happens to look out INTO
THE HALLWAY AND SEES:
HARRY - PLANTED RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER
Seeing it all.
ERICA - SCREAMS
and DROPS OUT OF FRAME.
flustered, spins around, loses his balance, crashes into the
wall, covers his eyes.
I'm sorry! Oh, God am I sorry.
What are you doing?!?
Trying to find the kitchen!
I-I got confused..! It was dark. I didn't
really see anything. Just your tits and a
little of your-
Erica SLAMS HER DOOR. Photos on the wall shake.
This is gonna be murder.
INT. LIVING ROOM - THE NEXT MORNING
A very wide MIDDLE AGED NURSE gruffly crosses thru the room
toward the Front Door. Just as she opens the door, Erica
ENTERS in hat, sunglasses, turtleneck, long skirt. Pretty
much no skin is showing whatsoever. She carries a few
Good bye Mrs. Barry.
Good bye? You're leaving? That's
Fired? You just started.
Not fired darlin'. Just not needed.
Erica hardly looks at You Know Who who appears to be fresh
out of the shower, wet hair, silk robe, bare chest and legs.
What do you mean, not needed? Of
course we need her. She's gonna
take care of you and feed you and...
-- No, no, I'm actually feeling
pretty perky today. Making quite a
recovery. . .
(opening the screen door)
Sorry for the trouble Mrs.
Gimble... Take care, dear.
Harry hands her a wad of bills like she's a Maitre'd. Mrs.
Gimble gives Erica a look of pity as she exits. Erica, now
alone with Harry, self-consciously adjusts her sunglasses.
Harry, on the other hand, slips his hand onto his bare chest,
Listen, about last night.
Yeah. How 'bout we never talk about that?
(hands him some pills)
I was at the drugstore. Your
prescriptions were ready. They said take
these two with food and this one without.
Honestly, you were in silhouette.
I think that's talkin' about it.
I really didn't see all that much.
(heading toward her room)
Yip. There you go.
Okay. Won't mention it again but...
(almost out of the room)
Goin' to work, Harry.
You saw my ass, you don't see me
acting nuts, wearing hats and
glasses and weird get ups...
The Sound of a DOOR SLAM. - Harry flinches.
INT. HARRY'S BEDROOM
Harry and Julian sit on the bed. Julian takes Harry's blood
Yes or no. What's the deal, can I
You still getting dizzy?
Not as much.
Out of breath?
(listens with stethoscope)
How's Erica treating you?
(nods toward Living Room)
Erica. . .
Her? Oh, she's a major piece of
work. The woman wears turtlenecks
in the middle of the summer.
She's beyond uptight. Almost makes
her fun to be around.
Uptight? That's funny. I haven't
Try livin' with her.
Julian takes Harry's pulse.
(with secret glee)
I actually saw her naked last
That doesn't sound so uptight.
It was an accident. She thought I
was asleep, I thought her room was
You know what Freud said - there
are no accidents.
Trust me. This was an accident. Although,
why would she be walking around naked
when she knows I'm 20 feet away.
Why would you think her bedroom was
It was dark, it was two in the
That could explain why she was walking
around naked. Deep breath...
You know I've never seen a woman
that age naked before.
Hey, we're not all doctors.
Well, I think she's very beautiful
and she's a fantastic writer, you
No, I don't know...
Erica Barry? She's pretty major.
(writing a prescription)
So, you date her daughter?
Okay, now she's a great chick. Must take
after the father. Which reminds me...Doc,
what (about Mr. Midnight here. . ?
indicates his dick)
When can I be up and running in
I think Mr. Midnight needs to stay
put for another couple of weeks.
But it won't kill me when I do it, right?
It's exercise. It'll be good for you. And
just so you know, I'm told after a heart
attack, if you can climb a flight of
stairs, you can have sex.
A LOW ANGLE OF A STAIRCASE
Which goes from the beach up to Erica's deck. Harry stands at
the bottom of the stairs in his robe, velvet slippers and
sunglasses.' He looks up to the top of the stairs as if it's
Mt. Everest. Bravely, he climbs the first few steps. Not bad.
After two more, he's out of breath. Determined, he holds onto
the railing and drags himself up to the next step. Happy with
himself, he holds on for dear life and drags himself up one
more...and then, he's so out of breath, he can barely move,
yet he reaches up the railing and tries to hike himself up
INT . KITCHEN - SAME TIME
The tea kettle WHISTLES as Erica and Julian stand on either
side of her island. Erica reaches for a tea bag.
So, you're saying, he's not ready
to travel at all? Not even by
I don't think so...
(sees her disappointment)
It's been tough, huh?
Well, he fired the Nurse after an
hour, now says he doesn't need one.
He's a bit of a workout.. .yeah.
How are you holding up?
Oh, fine. .I'm fine, I'm...
One more fine and I won't believe you.
The Phone RINGS.
Oh, shoot, hold on...
Hello. Hey...Oh, hi...
ANGLE - JULIAN
Smitten. Just something about her. Watching her.
ANGLE - ERICA
Not noticing, pouring water for her tea.
No, I'm finally getting to it...
Erica sees Julian sliding a slip of paper over to her. Looks
over at it. It's a piece of paper from his prescription pad.
On it is written...Have dinner with me tonight? Erica looks
up at him. Stunned. J
Pick you up around seven?
W-What about the patient?
Like he said, he doesn't need a
We begin to hear strains of another French song.
INT. ERICA'S BEDROOM - LATE AFTERNOON - MUSIC OVER
Erica at her desk, typing. The Music plays from the CD
player. As much as she doesn't want it to be true, this
attention from Julian has fueled her.
THE LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME - MUSIC OVER
Harry, dressed for the first time, wearing khaki's and a
summer shirt, strolls through the Living Room a bit cautious.
I'm Walking Around The house!
ERICA Laughs. Even she knows this is funny. Harry arrives at
her open doorway, timidly pokes his head in.
Listen, I've decided to get over the
whole "you saw me naked" thing. So, we
don't have to deal with it anymore. Okay?
Good, 'cause I've been hiding from
you all day.
I know. You want to come in?
I don't want to break your rhythm
That would be wishful thinking.
Harry ENTERS cautiously and curiously.
Beautiful painting. So I'm gonna
venture out there and go for a
You up to that?
My doctor recommended it. I gotta
build up to stairs and stuff like
that. You wouldn't want to join me?
That means you don't want me to?
No, I was asking if you wanted to.
Oh, well, I would but...I don't
usually like to break once I've
started writing so I probably
shouldn't, not that a little fresh
air would hurt but...
It's just a walk Erica, not a
You know my name.
Erica Jane Barry. I looked you up
on the internet.
EXT. BEACH - MOMENTS LATER - LATE .IN THE DAY
Erica and Harry walk by the water's edge. They are the only
two people on the beach.
-- Did you know there are over eight
thousand websites that mention you?
That can't be possible.
No, it's true. I know everything
about you now. And not because of
last night, but...
Yeah, I understood. I actually
looked you up too. You grew up in
L.A., which I thought nobody did.
You were the road manager for a group I
sorta never heard of, started your own
record label at 29, sold it at 45, then
started buying and selling boutique
companies then invested in a small record
company which you turned into the 2nd
largest Hip Hop label in the world.
It's exhausting just hearing about it.
I know, but the truth is, it goes
fast doesn't it?
Like the blink of an eye.
Erica bends down and picks up A FLAT WHITE STONE, then
another and another...
I noticed you have bowls of those
all over your house.
I know, I'm crazy, I just think
they're so beautiful...
But why do you only pick up the white
I don't only pick up the white ones.
Oh, so you really are crazy.
I pick up only the white ones?
(looks in her hand)
Oh, God, what does that mean? I'm
controlling, unadventurous, what?
So you're as hard on yourself as
you are on everyone else.
Erica is stunned that he caught on to that. Harry bends down,
picks up a BROWN stone, places it in her palm among the white
Something to remember me by.
Erica realizes she can't sum this guy up so easily or at all.
So can I ask you something Harry? What's
with all the young girls? I mean, what's
the story there, really?
I just like to travel light.
You just like to travel light? Oh,
please, what the hell does that mean?
Now see a thirty year old gets that.
You mean falls for that.
I mean, accepts it.
If that's what you want... a non
threatening woman, who won't get your
number, you get to run the show...
I think our relationship is growing
by the way. Have you noticed?
There he goes again. She can't believe he's cute like this.
I'm serious. Maybe we just needed to get
out of the house. Now, you may notice,
interestingly, we're walking back toward
the house and its getting a little rocky
Of course it's getting a little
rocky, we're talking about you.
See, I'll accept that slight
hostility because I'm enjoying your
company so much.
hey're reached the bottom of the beach stairs. Harry looks
Yeah, but I think I'11 stay down here and
watch the sunset. You interested?
Erica checks her watch.
Big dinner date?
Well, yeah, as a matter of fact.
With your doctor.
Ohhhhh, my doctor, 'cause he's not
too young for you, huh?
No, he's totally too young for me.
But we're just having dinner. It's
not a date.
Does he know that?
Well, I'll tell him, but I doubt
that he thinks of it that way.
I doubt that you doubt that. Anyway, you
may like it. Think of it this way -- he's
not threatening, won't get your number,
you get to run the show. You might have a
hell of a time.
Over, we HEAR, DING DONG.
THAT NIGHT - THE FRONT DOOR - SWINGS OPEN
And we find Julian. Looking just as any girl would hope.
AND ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR
is Harry, in his robe and PJ's.
Hey, look who's answering the door.
And look who's at the door.
Brought you something.
Julian hands him a take-out food box.
A heart healthy dinner from our
Both guys turn at once. She looks beautiful, wearing a dress,
probably the sexiest one she owns. No turtleneck tonight.
Julian walks to her, kisses her on the cheek.
You look beautiful.
Behind Julian's back Harry gives Erica the 'OK' sign.
Let me just see how Harry's doing.
It'll take two seconds. Har, have a
ANGLE - HARRY
sitting, self-conscious in his new role - The Sick One.
Julian takes his wrist, feels his pulse. Harry looks straight
WHAT HE SEES - ERICA'S LEGS
as she sits right in front of him. She crosses her legs and
her dress hikes up a little, exposing her thigh.
JULIAN furrows his brow.
What? That's not the face you want
to see your doctor making.
Your pulse is a little fast but
maybe you're just excited about
Harry LOOKS AT ERICA'S LEGS again.
I don't think so. I'm not excited
Erica shifts, the hem of her skirt RISING even higher.
There it goes again. Racing.
Erica rises, leaving Harry's eye-line.
Oh, there we go, now I feel better.
Back to normal.
Harry winces then rises, looks to Erica as she throws a
pashmina over her shoulders in SLOW MOTION. Harry rushes them
OUT THE DOOR.
Okay, all right, good, have fun, don't
rush back for me and don't do anything I
Well that wouldn't leave us too
many options would it?
And do we wonder how she writes
that snappy repartee.
(whispers to Erica)
Let him pick up the check. It'll
make him feel older.
On Erica's shocked expression, the DOOR SLAMS.
INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER THAT NIGHT - A BEN WEBSTER CD PLAYS
Harry lies on the sofa. CAMERA MOVES UP Harry's body, past
the hospital take out carton on his stomach and finally up to
his face. As the CAMERA moves we HEAR:
Hi, it's Marin, I'm not in so leave
a message and I'll call you back.
Hey, it's me...just sitting around
looking at your baby pictures...
Thinking about you...
He hangs up, dials another number.
ANOTHER YOUNG WOMAN'S VOICE (O.S.)
Hi and HI, you've reached Brooke and
Shannon. For Brooke push one, for -
Harry hangs up then slowly sits up, letting himself feel as
funky as he wants.
Everybody's out but old Har.. .Old, old
old old Har...
Harry rises dizzily, crosses to the bookshelves. He rummages
around, finds ERICA'S SCRAPBOOK, pulls it out, randomly opens
it, finds a photo of Erica in the 70's, wearing a turtleneck.
INT. ERICA'S BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Harry wanders in with the scrapbook tucked under his arm. He
notices a bowl filled with white beach stones. Harry's brown
stone sits at the top of the pile.
Top of the heap...
CLOSE ON JULIAN
Staring at Erica. He can't get enough of her. They're in a
ROMANTIC SEASIDE RESTAURANT. And Erica's blushing for the
first time in twenty-five years.
-- So, when the land came up, I snatched it
and the house was built in record time and...
(blushing to death)
It's like a thousand degrees in here.
You know, they say doctors fall for
people who need rescuing, that we have a
need to take care of someone.
Really? I never heard that one.
(starts fanning herself
with the menu)
Julian, how old are you, like...
Thirty-three.-Okay, so, I'm twenty years
older than you. More than twenty years
older than you.
You look fabulous.
Thank you but you know, I'm not sure
where you were headed with that thing you
were just saying, but in terms of us, you
just want to be friends, right?
Well, then, what is it that you...
want to be?
I think I'd embarrass you if I told
I was embarrassed just getting
dressed to see you.
This may surprise you but some
women consider me quite the guy.
I've never been married. I'm a
doctor. You wouldn't believe what
catnip that is for some women.
Oh yes I would. But, you don't like
girls your own age?
I do very much. But I've never met one
I've taken to quite like this and when
something happens to you that's never
happened to you before, don't you have to
at least find out what it is?
I suppose but, see, I don't date
all that much or all that well...
Oh, come on, you must beat them
away with a stick.
Now you're kidding, right? No, guys
my age, the ones I've met...well,
I'm not that regular a person and
they really like regular.
Men your age may be really stupid,
you ever think of that?
(takes her hand)
Yes I have. Many times.
(looks from her hand to
There's something radically wrong with
the idea that no one loves you.
Ow. Right to the middle of her shoulder, then her neck.
Julian kisses her palm, then her.
I knew you'd smell good.
How much is soap that smells like this?
I don't know. I got it at the market.
Erica, you're incredibly sexy.
No, swear to God, I'm not...
MEANWHILE, HARRY IS SOUND ASLEEP ON ERICA'S BED
Her scrapbook open against his chest. We HEAR the SOUND OF
ACAR pulling up to the house. Harry wakes up. Oh shit. He
leaps out of bed, this is the fastest he's moved in days. A
bit disoriented, he straightens the covers, looks around for
other evidence then hightails it out of there.
INT. LIVING ROOM - A MOMENT LATER
Erica enters, letting out a huge sigh. She's brought back to
reality when she hears the TV in Harry's room. She heads his
way, then changes her mind and stops.
You have fun?
It was interesting. So... Good night.
INT. HARRY'S ROOM - SAME TIME
Harry's in bed, clearly disappointed that she didn't stop in.
INT. ERICA'S BEDROOM - LATER
Erica, in pj's and glasses, sits at her laptop, writing. She
hears the CHIME of someone INSTANT MESSENGERING HER. It a
message from HARRYL37. It says: What R U doing?
e go BACK AND FORTH between their TWO ROOMS.
She answers: Writing. Hi. What R U doing?
He writes: Watching Joan Rivers sell jewelry.
Erica laughs when he adds: So was your date a date?
She types: I think so...
He types: I told ya. (then) You hungry?
Surprised, she types: I just had dinner.
He writes: Yeah, but women never eat on dates.
How does he know everything!
She hesitates then types: Actually am a little hungry but,
I'm in my pjs.
He writes: Me too. Pajama party?
SHE stares at the screen biting her lip. HE does the same.
Erica rises, LOOKS IN THE MIRROR, checks out her boobs in her
pajamas. They look so low. She opens a drawer, rifles through it,
takes out a bra, takes out a better bra.
IN HIS BATHROOM, Harry fixes his hair, tries to make more of it
than he has.
Erica now wearing a bra under he pajamas, checks out her boobs
again. Better. She adjusts the straps. Lifts them higher.
INT. LIVING ROOM
Erica and Harry ENTER FROM OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE ROOM, both in
We are cute...
This is pretty unusual for me. I'm not
used to having sleepovers.
Really? With your social life?
My, dear, you are confusing sex with sleeping.
Sleeping is something I prefer to do alone.
Okay, good to know.
(heading for the kitchen)
So, what are you hungry for?
What are my choices? I mean I know you
think I'm not very discriminating but...
She looks through the fridge.
Oh, God, what's the difference what I
think. I can't imagine what you think of
me. Okay, so... Pasta, left over coq au
vin, turkey sandwich or grilled cheese.
Totally what I wanted. Blueberries?
You ever miss being married? I bet you
were great at it.
Sometimes I miss it. At night.. But not
that much anymore. Was one of us just
saying something interesting?
You said you can't imagine what I think
Oh, right, but you don't have to answer
I mean, if you had an opinion, I'd be
will you tell me first why you only
miss being married at night?
Oh, 'cause the phone doesn't ring as much
at night and the "alone" thing happens at
night and sleeping by myself took some
getting used to. But I got the hang of
it. You gotta sleep in the middle of the
bed. It's absolutely not healthy to have
a side when no one has the other side.
She starts mixing the batter.
Okay, now I'm convinced what I
think of you is right.
(Erica waits. . . )
You are a tower of strength.
Try not to rate my answer.
I'm sorry. It's just...I'm sorry.
You're like a thoroughbred in a world of
mutts. No, you know what you are, you're
like a great portrait over a fireplace.
Words have been invented to describe
women like you.
So you think I'm inhuman.
No. I think you're formidable.
But cold and distant. Like I'm
frozen in some painting...
Not at all. I think you're strength
(sees how sensitive she
But it's thrilling when your defenses are
down arid you're not isolated. That, I
believe, is your winning combo. A killer
... So I can't decide if you hate me or if
maybe you're the only person who ever got
I don't hate you.
The moment is broken when they HEAR the FRONT DOOR OPEN and
HIGH HEELS APPROACHING.
Marin ARRIVES IN THE DOORWAY in a knockout of a dress holding
a bag from Zabars. She looks fresh, vibrant, sexy.
What are you doing here at this hour?
Erica and Harry have the air of kids caught making out by one
of their parents. Harry straightens out his pajamas, smooths
down his hair. Erica catches all this.
(enters, kisses Erica)
had this big photography auction
tonight, then I went out with a
bunch of people, I checked my
messages and got this so sad
message from Harry so bored out
here. I thought I should come out
and at least see how he was doing.
(kisses Harry on the
Thank you for the gorgeous flowers
by the way. They were so huge...
Erica nods to herself. Oh, God, he sends them all flowers.
Harry notes Erica's reaction.
So how are you guys?
(sets down the Zabar's
Oh, this is too sweet. You're making
pancakes? Awwww. And you're both in your
pj's. Now I feel I'm interrupting.
Don't be silly. You know I never
sleep and this one doesn't sleep
either. It's... .What's in the
(reaches into the bag)
A quart of matzoh ball soup for
Harry. I know it's not the remedy
for heart problems but it is low
(hating to correct her)
But high sodium.
Oh, sorry. Stupid. For Mom, your
favorite raisin-bread. And for
(reaches into the bag)
My favorite Vodka.
Marin's cell phone RINGS.
Hello? No I'm here, babe. Made record
time. Everyone's still there?
Erica feeling suddenly frumpy, fixes her hair. Harry watches
her. She catches him and shrugs. Marin flips her phone shut
and tosses it in her purse.
So, Mar, now that you're here, why
don't you finish the pancakes and
I'll get back to work...
Mom! I just got here, hold on.
She pours a healthy Vodka into a glass, grabs some ice.
So your ex-husband stood me up
today. We were supposed to have
lunch at Barneys . He never showed
up. Was he always like this?
Honey, I don't know...
This is what happens after a couple
gets divorced, the kid inherits all
the problems. Not that I'm a kid.
(then to Harry, the flirt
in her coming back)
So how are you, how do you feel?
When can you go home?
Just as harry is about to answer, Marin's cell RINGS. She
picks it up, looks at her caller ID, throws it back in her
I really am gonna do a little work.
. . you two catch up. . . and just
flip these Hin like two seconds.
You don't want pancakes anymore?
I, uh, I don't think I...I...
(looks at Marin so)
gorgeous, next to him
No. I don't.
Marin watches her mother EXIT then looks to Harry, his eyes
following her Mom out the door. She's sees a look on Harry's
face she never remotely saw when he looked at her. At first
she's shocked. He likes my mother??? Then a flash of
jealousy. He likes my mother!?! Then pure joy - realizing how
perfect it is.
INT. BRIDGEHAMPTON GENERAL STORE - DAY
Erica, back in a turtleneck, picks peaches out of a basket.
Marin ENTERS HER FRAME, baseball cap, sunglasses, picking
I'm breaking up with Harry.
Why? What do you mean?
'Cause I met someone else.
In the two days you've been gone?
You know me, my life's crazy. I meet a
thousand people everyday. Also, let's
face it, the guy's insanely old for me.
I'd be nuts to keep this going.
True, but you know he is....
-- I know. He's soulful when you
don't expect it, right?
Now, Mom, if you could handle this,
I was thinking... you and Harry...
I can't handle it. Wouldn't want to
But you're only saying that 'cause
you think he and I have had sex.
Yes. Lower your voice. Haven't you?
Never even got close. Swear to God.
(Erica digests this)
Just puttin' that out there...'cause for
two people who are convinced they got
life beat, there's was somethin' cooking
in the kitchen last night other than
INT. ERICA'S KITCHEN
Erica looks out her KITCHEN WINDOW and SEES Marin and Harry
TALKING ON THE BEACH. She leans so far to see them, she's
about to lose her balance. The Phone RINGS, she reaches for
it and slips right Out Of Frame.
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR
Julian, in his scrubs, walks quickly down a hallway of the
ER, on his CELL PHONE.
I've waited a reasonable amount of hours
before calling you, even though you've
been on my mind since I woke up at 5:15.
I'm wondering when we could have dinner
again? I have to work the next few nights
and if we wait 'til next week, I know
you'll chicken out so how's Friday? I
know it's like a date night but I think
Who is this?
Julian stops short.
Can you meet me at The Grill at
Okay. Yes. That's seems fine.
I look forward to, seeing you too.
Erica smiles to herself.
ON JULIAN - AS HE LEANS AGAINST A WALL
turning off the phone and grabbing his heart
NT. ERICA'S KITCHEN
Marin ENTERS through the kitchen door, looking almost a
Okay, he's all yours.
Stop that. How'd he take it?
He just took care of it for me; He
was an ace. Elegant. Said our fate
was to be friends. ...Oh my God.
He was breaking up with me. He's a
That's impossible, he wouldn't...
It doesn't matter, we're done and
we both feel good about it.
I gotta get back.
(as she exits)
Now Erica, try to think of this as
the smartest thing you've ever done
Marin EXITS and the PHONE RINGS.
(into the phone)
(from the beach)
Thought you'd like to know your
daughter broke up with me.
Harry and Erica talk while looking at each other through the
Made up a story about meeting another
guy. Guess I wasn't so cute with an IV in
No, I think she really did meet
Hey, it's alright. Her mother
didn't like me anyway.
How 'bout I bring you out some
lunch and a couple of blood
You're a great woman, Erica.
Is this why my doctor is falling in
love with you?
THE BEACH - MUSIC OVER
Erica and Harry sit on a blanket on a cloudy day having a
picnic lunch. Harry is telling Erica a story and she screams
BROWN STONES IN THE SAND - MUSIC CONTINUES
Erica picks them up as.she walks with Harry by the water's
edge. They talk non-stop.
A LITTLE LATER - LIGHTNING STREAKS THE SKY
Out of nowhere, a downpour. Erica and Harry gather their
picnic things. The blanket starts to fly and Harry grabs it
as Erica runs after a plate spinning away in the wind.
INT. LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Erica and Harry, wet from the rain, quickly shut all the
doors and windows. Lightning crackles across the sky and THE
LIGHTS IN THE HOUSE GO OUT.
A MATCH IS STRUCK
and a CANDLE is lit. Then ANOTHER ONE, and ANOTHER ONE. Erica
turns and finds Harry just looking at her. Before either of
them has time to think, they kiss.
I just kissed you.
No, honey, I kissed you.
Relieyed, Erica kisses him.
I know that one was me.
Try not to keep score.
He kisses her again and again.
I'm so glad they still work.
I haven't used them for kissing in so long. They've been more
like for wearing lipstick and whistling and...
He kisses her quiet. Relieved, she finally fully kisses him
back. A big gorgeo~s kiss.
Well, well, now look who's got
something that works...
They both look down at Harry. Hello, Mr. Midnight.
And you didn't even take Via-
(puts his finger on her
Kiss me before you make it go away.
he kisses him long and sweet.
They're kissing on it. The rain pelts against the windows as
the sun goes down.
This could be world class
Having any doubts?
(as they kiss)
But so far the kissing is
(He looks at her)
I'm not grading you, just
mentioning it. Brilliant.
He tries to kiss her neck but the turtleneck is in the way.
He pulls it down, but it's tight and it's, difficult to get
Can't get past your damn
turtleneck. . .
He tries lifting the shirt from the bottom, it's awkward, he
doesn't want to be down there yet. He comes back up when
Erica reaches to her night table, slides opens the drawer,
takes out a SCISSORS and hands it to him.
Cut it off... Please.
What a brilliant invitation. He takes the scissors and starts
cutting from the bottom, right past her belly, up her torso,
between her breasts. The turtleneck falls open from the
center. When he reaches her neck, he gently tears at it and
it easily rips apart and there she is. He takes her in.
She shakes her head, 'no' ...shuts her eyes.
Open your eyes so I know you can hear me.
(she opens her eyes)
They kiss and she reaches down for his pants.
What about birth control?
Who's the lucky boy...
He kisses between her breasts, her stomach, heads down and
OUT OF FRAME. Erica can't quite believe life held this twist
for her. Then:,
I think we should take your blood
His head POPS BACK INTO FRAME. What?????
It's irresponsible not to.
ARRY -' A MINUTE LATER
sprawled out on the bed. Erica straddles him and whips the
blood pressure cuff on his arm and pumps it hard. Like a warm
Jewish Mother of a Dominatrix. He looks up at her, shaking
Nobody but you would. . .
Yeah...so you're lucky.
Erica grabs Harry's glasses, reads the results.
One twenty over eighty!!! Baby!
THE BLOOD PRESSURE CUFF - IN SLOW MOTION
hurdles recklessly into the air.
EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT - LATER
The rain is coming down in torrents.
We are CLOSE ON ERICA'S FACE - UPSIDE DOWN, hanging off the
side of the bed. She's sweaty, flushed, overwhelmed...
Oh my God, I do like sex.
CAMERA TWIRLS AROUND and we FIND HARRY, sprawled nearby,
catching his breath, satisfied, stunned, scared.
You certainly do.
Erica arrives next to him, also out of breath.
Wow. So this is what you're supposed to
do on a rainy afternoon...
Harry smiles. He's trying to be his debonair self but
something's off. He's very aware of himself. They lie there
quietly for a second when Erica begins to tear up. Harry
slowly, nervously turns to her.
I really thought I was sorta closed for
business. Just never expected this.
Nothin's ever surprised me more...
Flattered, Erica snuggles up close. Harry puts his arm around
her. Then, with no warning, his eyes fill with tears.
This is crazy. I can't remember the last
time I cried. I think I'm overwhelmed.
(crying with him)
Me too. That's the perfect word.
Baby, I had sex three days after a heart
attack and I didn't die!
Erica pauses. Oh. That kind of overwhelmed.
That's gotta be some kind of record.
Good sport Erica gives him a double thumbs up.
(wiping her tears)
Let's not brag about this to our
Honey I may not be many things but one -
thing I am is a gentleman.
Harry holds her close.
Erica, Erica, Erica.
(she turns to him)
You know I'm not good at being
Monogamous? Please, I hardly know
He looks at her wondering if she's for real. She smiles as
she wipes a small tear from the corner of her eye. Then he
LATER - THEY'RE HUDDLED UNDER THE COVERS
ozy. Candles light the room. It's still raining.
-- So there I was at nineteen, in New
York, by myself, and I'd never seen snow
before and I didn't have enough money for
the bus, so I had to walk. Had no idea
how far it was and I'm talking blizzard
and I'm in sneakers.
Awwwww,. . .
LATER - THEY'RE LYING ON A CHAISE
in Erica's room, making out. A Cell Phone RINGS. They both
look around for it. Erica reaches for it on her desk.
Hello? I mean...Hello.
(turns phone upside down)
INTERCUT WITH MARIN IN A TAXI IN THE CITY - IT'S POURING
Mom, you guys okay out there?
We're fine. Why? What's going on?
What do you mean, it's like a
hurricane. The news said the winds
are like a zillion miles an hour.
Oh, that. Oh, no, we're fine...
Are you having sex? Tell the truth.
You are, aren't you.
Absolutely not. No. That is not
going on now.
Oh my God, you already did it. Was
I have to go.
Just tell me, was it amazing?
Yes and thank you for the wonderful
Marin SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMS. Erica flips the phone shut, looks to
Am I interested in buying aluminum
siding. . .
Really? Marin's selling aluminum siding?
Erica buries her face in his chest.
Harry and Erica SIT ON STOOLS AT THE KITCHEN ISLAND, drinking
wine and eating scrambled eggs right out of the pan. Candles
light the room.
--But why Paris?
I just always wanted to write a play that
People need romance like that. And if
someone like me doesn't write it, where
they gonna get it? Real life?
Excuse me. What do you call this? Eating
eggs by candlelight in our robes after...
She kisses him, starts to say, "I'm sorry" when he pulls her
back, kisses her again, then looks at her hard, perplexed.
CLIMBING BACK UNDER THE COVERS
So where do you like to eat in
Oh, I love this place called Le Balzar,
it's just a little bistro on the Left
Bank, best roast chicken in the universe.
You'd be fun to go to Paris with.
It's a great city to stay up all
When's your birthday?
Mine's in January. So, how 'bout if we
still know each other by then we go to
Paris for our birthdays.
(a beat, then)
Maybe. . .
Oh. Sorry. You just...
(sees the look on his
I have no idea how to do this...be
intimate but not...The color is draining
from your face. Okay, look, I'm gonna
pee,take one of your blood pressure pills
then when I get back, let's not talk
She gets out of bed.
You're the funniest girl I ever had
She has no idea how to take that. Decides to accept it.
She turns, sees he's getting out of bed, approaching her.
I think I'm gonna go back to my
room...let you sleep.
Let me sleep? Oh, right...you usually
send the girls home. . .but I am home...
I'm an old dog, you' know.
Hey, it's perfectly. .. whatever.
Good night. This was..This was a
great night. For me...
Me too. At one point I even thought
soul mates, you know...
Erica nods. She knows.
HARRY FLOPS ONTO HIS BED
stares straight up at the ceiling.
INT. ERICA'S ROOM - SAME TIME
Erica gets back in her bed. She lies there for a
second,securing her armor back in place. She routinely moves
to the middle of the bed,neatens out the covers and shuts her
eyes. Then a small KNOCK on her open door. She sees Harry in
I'd like to try sleeping with you.
Erica hesitates, then moves to one side of the bed and as
Harry climbs in next to her we:
FADE THRU TO:
EXT. HOUSE - THE FOLLOWING MORNING
The place is a mess, the aftermath of the storm.
HNT. ERICA'S BEDROOM - THE SAME TIME
arry spoons with Erica on her side of 'the bed, his arms
snuggly around her. The ELECTRICITY POPS BAGK ON and the room
is suddenly lit up and one of Erica's French CDs comes on
Harry opens his eyes. He's surprised to see he has his arm
around her. Erica awakens just as surprised. In the light of
day, a definite hint of embarrassment ...
(grabs his watch, blinks)
Can you see this?
Not really but it looks like it
(slips on his glasses)
It is eleven...
It can't be, that would mean we
slept eight hours.
They turn and finally look at each other. Both look wrinkled,
messy haired, a little wiped.
How ya doin' Ace?
(she ,elts as he lies
right back down)
Whoa Nelly...little dizzy.
Okay, just stay still, here's the
clicker. You know you have a
doctor's appointmQnt in an hour.
(getting out of bed)
I'll make us some coffee, get you your
pills, whip us up some french toast, I
have ,the best maple syrup ever. '
You are a woman to love.
Erica smiles, then walks away with the achey walk of a woman
who hasn't had sex in many a year but has more than made up
for it in the last 12 hours. She holds onto the wall as she
exits the room, a little bow-legged, like she's just gotten
off a horse. Alone in the hallway, she stops.
You are woman to love. What the
hell does that mean?
AN EKG MACHINE
Spits out a long tape. TILT UP to Julian at the end of the
tape. Harry sits on an examining table in JULIAN'S OFFICE,
buttoning up his shirt.
Okay, buddy, I'm sending you home. These
past few days have done wonders for you.
Yeah, I've been working on that stair
thing. I can do it by the way.
Climb a flight of stairs. Several times
Harry stands, tucks in his shirt, smiling proudly to himself.
Way to go. How's Erica?
I know you must know her name by
Yes, I do. Erica, as it turns out
is an amazing woman. Does whatever
she can to make me happy. Really.
Turns out she's very giving.
Julian, suddenly riveted to these words.
Yeah, well that's wonderful. I
think she's wonderful.
A real moment between them. Julian decides to take the high
I think she's wonderful too.
(gathering his things)
Give her my best...
Julian. Thanks for everything.
Julian shakes Harry's hand. Harry's eyes TEAR UP.
You're gonna be okay.
(touching his tears)
What the...? This is the second
time I've done this now. I get
overcome or something. . .
It's very common to become emotional
after having an episode like you've had.
Everything takes on a new meaning.
(wiping his tears)
So it's not crazy for a man to do
something entirely out of character
after having a heart attack?
(handing him Kleenex)
Yeah and totally changing their
tastes. Like suddenly really liking
something they never thought they
could like...ever...and I'm talking
really liking it. It's...unnerving.
I think you can expect just about
anything right now. People have done some
wild things after having a heart
attack...selling businesses, getting
divorced, moving... Some people say it
saved their lives.
But most people go back to being
themselves, right? I'll go back to
being me, won't I?
ERICA - TYPING - HER PHONE RINGS
She wears a blouse with more buttons unbuttoned than ever in
her life. She picks up the phone.
HARRY DRIVES ERICA'S CAR, TOP DOWN.
(on his cell)
Hey. What'd he say?
He said you're wonderful.
No, really, what'd he say...How are you?
He said I'm good..that I can go.
Oh. So... Congratulations. That's really.
. . great.
Yeah, he said... by tomorrow for absolute
sure. You think you can deal with me for
one more night?
A CROWDED CLUB - SOUTHAMPTON - THAT NIGHT
Packed with Young People. In the middle of this twentysomething
sun burnt beach crowd, we find, Erica and Harry, the two coolest
people in the room, dancing with each other.
A LITTLE 'LATER - THE KARAOKE ROOM
Harry leads Erica through a crowd listening to a Girl singing
Britney Spears' Oops, I Did It Again. When she finishes the
crowd enthusiastically applauds.
Okay, here goes...
Here goes what?
Here goes me singing to you...
(pulling a DISC out of his
Bought my own music.
You knew they had karaoke?
Baby, it's why we're here. .
Harry makes his way TO THE STAGE, hands them his disc. He's
handed a microphone. He looks right at Erica.
This is for you, Ace...
(then, under his breath)
wish me luck.
The Music begins and it is an instrumental version of one of
Erica's French Songs, "I Wish You Love".
I wish you bluebirds in the spring... To
Give your heart a song to sing... And
then a kiss, but more than this... I wish
H you love...
arry takes out a sheet of paper and his glasses.
Don't want to blow this part...
Now Harry sings the rest of the song IN FRENCH. . .
Et en juillet une limonade...Pour
vous refroidir dans quelque lefy
And so on... Erica watches knowing something in her life has
just that second, forever changed. And as Harry continues
LOWELL - THE NEXT DAY
Packing the Trunk of the Town Car in front of Erica's house.
INT. HARRY'S ROOM - SAME TIME
Harry tosses his pills in a leather bag. .. Erica enters
doing the worst job she's ever done of being strong.
(holding some cigars)
Here you go, you can have these back now.
(Harry looks confused)
I confiscated them your first night
Thank you darlin' ...
Try not to smoke them...
(hands him a small bag)
And I packed you a sandwich, just
in case your blood sugar got low.
And some of that iced-tea you like,
and a nonfat, low cholesterol
cookie. And a peach.
what a doll...
Got something else?
From behind her back Erica pulls out a Mason Jar filled with
all dark beach stones with ONE WHITE STONE in the center.
Something to remember me by.
Harry hugs her. Erica awkwardly throws her arms around him
and kisses him, then kisses him better. He's moved by her.
There is that...
And hey, we'll always have Paris.
Honey, no words can ever express my
gratitude for taking me in and taking care
of me and...
Hey, your heart attack could be the best
thing that ever happened to me.
(kisses her quickly, even
faster throws out)
I love ya.
I love you too...if that's what you said. I
don't know if it ends in 'ya' if it's an
official I love you but...
Harry expression looks something like he's in pain. Then. . .
You're not like anybody.
Neither are you.
INT. CAR - MOVING AWAY FROM THE HOUSE - DAY
Lowell drives, rattling on about all the people who have been
calling about him. Harry, in the backseat, looks back at the
house, until it is finally out of view.
Harry then looks inside the bag with the sandwich and finds an
Envelope from Erica, pulls it out, doesn't open it, places it back
in the bag then takes out his cell phone and dials.
INT. ERICA'S LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME - OVER, THE PHONE RINGS
The room is empty. Erica rushes in, picks up the phone.
I knew you'd call.
MARIN - WALKING IN SOHO
on her cell phone, CRYING.
Who? It's me.
I had breakfast with Dad this morning and
we're talking and he starts looking all
weir~ and then he tells me he met someone
three weeks ago and it's "really
something and then he
He tells me he's getting married. Why am
I reacting this way? I'm almost thirty
(people stare at her)
Yes, I'm crying, leave me alone.
Who's he marrying?
I don't know. Some chick he met three
weeks ago. She's four years older than me
and she's an Ear, Nose and Throat Doctor.
Has he lost his mind? I have a huge
auction tonight... Why do I have to be
the one to deal with this? Can you please
come in? I'm rea:~y upset, my shrink'~
away for two weeks...I know you're
working but. . .please. . ?
AN UPPER EAST SIDE STREET - A LITTLE LATER
One of those gorgeous tree lined streets from a Woody Allen
movie that makes New York seem quaint. Harry's Town Car
pulls up in front of a GORGEOUS PRISTINE TOWNHOUSE. Harry
steps out in shades, holding an unlit cigar. Lowell joins him
as the Front Door opens and out pours his Two Leggy
Assistants and thumping Hip Hop Music.
LOWELL Good to be back?
HARRY Let's find out.
EXT. ERICA'S HOUSE - LATER
Camera quickly TRACKS Erica down the front path and to her
car. She's on her cell.
Hold on, I'm losing you. Okay, so you'll
let Harry know I'll be. in the city
tonight and he can reach me on my
cell...if he wants... Okay? Aw shit.
EXT. SOTHEBY'S AUCTION HOUSE - THAT NIGHT
A Crowd files in for tonight's auction.
INT. BACKSTAGE DRESSING ROOM - SAME TIME
A tearful Marin is changing from jeans and a T-shirt to a
proper dress and heels. Erica leans on a table, listening.
-- Look, I get that he has a right to get
remarried, but he doesn't even know her
and she's like my age. You know what
that's like? It's like beyond creepy. And
I know he's not replacing me so why does
it feel like he is? This is crazy, right?
Crying like this...
lights a cigarette)
Honey, if he's replacing anyone, it's me.
And all the statistics say divorced men
almost always remarry. That's just the
way they're built.
(slipping on her dress)
Mom, you want to know the answer to
the big mystery of my life? Why I'm
always with the wrong guy? This is
why. Because the wrong guy can't do
this to you. You have some control
with the wrong guy. This thing I'm
feeling right now. This is my big
fear...that some guy could get me
unglued like this, like nothing's
connected. And this is just my
father! I'm just not strong enough
to handle this kind of drama.
The drama in life is what makes you
No, it's what makes you strong.
You've never really understood
this,but we're not all like you.
I'm sorry, if I were you and my ex
husband, the man who I still allow to
direct my plays.! was getting married to
some 33 year old Ear, Nose and Throat
Babe, I'd be bonkers. And look at you.
You've never looked better, by the way.
My anti-depressant is obviously not
working. It should cover events like this
Since when do you take an antidepressant?
Ugggh, mother, do you know anyone who
I rest my case.
A KNOCK on the door.
VOICE FROM OUTSIDE
Marin, we're all set.
Mom, can you do one other really
big thing for me? Just say yes.
(taking two Turns)
Will you come out to dinner tonight
with me and Dad and the fiance?
Absolutely not. No.
Please. He wants me to meet her and I can
not go alone. I already asked him if you
could come and he said it was fine and
she said it was fine. Look, you're gonna
have to meet her too, so, we might as
well meet her together. Come on, you know
you can handle it.
Erica pauses, thinks M
about it. She knows she can too.
Okay. That's it. See that look on
your face. That's the gene I didn't
INT. SOTHEBY' S - MOMENTS LATER
Marin, now all pulled together, stands at the podium in front
of a packed house. If' you didn't know, you'd never guess.
Good evening and welcome to Sotheby's and
this evening's sale of Impressionistic
and Modern Art. Bidders should know that
the auctioneer may open bidding on any
lot below the reserve by placing a bid on
behalf of the seller. Okay...Let's start
with Lot I, the Bonnard drawing. And
$5.000 starting with my bidders, $5000 is
bid, 5500, 6000, 6500 is mine, 7000
gentleman's bid, 7500 is here, 8000 on
the phone. . .
in the back of the room, watching with pride and worry. She
slips out her cell, checks her messages. Her phone lights up
and tells her she has "0" Voice Mail.
A CLOCK ON THE WALL - IT'S 8:30
We are in ERICA'S EMPTY KITCHEN in The Hamptons and her phone
ANGLE - A CELL PHONE
as A Man's HAND turns it off. We are:
INT. HAMPTON'S RESTAURANT
Julian sits at a table, by himself, in a coat and tie,
tucking away his phone. The Waiter sympathetically approaches
Guess I got stood up.
Would you like to order or...?
Why not, I put. on the tie and
everything. And can you bring me
another. . .
(indicating his drink)
Julian takes a look at the menu, then looks away.
TWO DINNER PLATES ARE CARRIED THROUGH THE RESTAURANT
and as the CAMERA WIDENS we realize we are:
IN A CHIC CAFE IN MANHATTAN - LATER THAT NIGHT
Camera takes us to Erica, Marin, Dave and DAVE'S FIANCE, KRISTEN,
a combo of a hot tie and a young professional. Everyone has menus
and drinks. A Waiter delivers two new Martinis for Marin and
Erica. They both go right for them. Erica drinks too much too
I've had a big week Dave, forgot how
these slip right down. I'm fine. So,
Kristen, where'd you go to...
--medical school? Excuse me.
University of Pennsylvania.
I went to school in Philadelphia
Bryn Mawr girl.
That's amazing. My Mom went to Bryn
Mawr . . .
Wow. So not only are you marrying my father
but our mothers went to the same college.
Marin takes out a pack of cigarettes.
Actually I do.
Okay, I'll just..have one.
So, this isn't going badly so far
is it? I mean for a totally surreal
situation like this.
Shall we order?
Erica, do I like duck?
Yes. It's rabbit you hate.
I'll give you a list of everything
he likes and dislikes.
Let's let her figure some things
out on her own.
I didn't mean those things, Dave.
She did go to medical school.
(pointing to herself and
Hey, not in front of the kids.
(polishing off her
I will tell you this...Dave has one
truly great love in his life.
Really? What's that?
Okay, I forgot to mention she can't
drink hard liquor.
Why did you order her a Martini?
What? It's not true? The man can not
watch TV or read without the hand down
the pants-- Here's my advice after 21
years I say who cares, they're his
balls,let him enjoy 'em.
I think I swallowed my olive, whole.
Erica looks up and sees something that takes her breath away.
A COUPLE ZIGZAGGING AROUND TABLES
and headed in her direction. A sexy Young Thing followed by
her date -- no other than Harry. Harry stops to shake
someone's hand, holds his date around the waist. Suddenly,
the SOUND DROPS OUT of the restaurant as Harry and his Date
walk right by Erica's table in SLOW MOTION, not noticing her.
OVING IN ON ERICA
as the room comes alive again. Her eyes follow Harry as he is
seated only one table away, his back to Erica, his Date
facing her. Marin hasn't seen him. Erica tries her hardest to
act normal but apparently isn't.
Mom, you okay?
Erica looks at her menu then her eyes go right back to Harry.
His Date is laughing at something Harry is saying. Harry
leans in to her, whispers something to her. She touches his
You know what? Maybe I need a little
Erica rises; grabs her purse, almost bumps into a Waiter as
she passes Harry's table, knocks into someone's chair, a
glass breaks. Everyone turns to her, including Harry. She now
stands right at his table. He smiles up at her.
(to his Date)
Erica rushes out. She's a little high and her heart is
pounding. She heads down the street.
Oh, God, I'm so stupid...
She picks up her pace, starts running. Her cell phone RINGS.
Intercut Harry and Erica on their cells, a block apart.
Slow down. You want to kill me?
She considers it.
Harry, I gotta go...
Erica, she's just a friend.
Yeah, she looks like a buddy kind
of a girl.
Erica reaches a corner, can't get across, turns the corner.
Harry ARRIVES NEXT TO HER.
Come on, it's just a dinner...
Look, Harry, here's the problem. I
really like you.
I really like you.
Yeah, but I love you like you.
(that stops him)
I do. I love you.
Harry swoons and not in a good way.
I think maybe you should consider
that you're in love with the idea
of being in love.
o you? Okay. Oh, God...
(stomps her feet)
I'm like the dumb girl who doesn't get it.
(tries not to cry in front
I've never been the dumb girl
before. It ain't so great.
Let's just calm down. This was just
a a meal with a friend.
-- Did you know I called you seven
I was gonna call you. I've been jamming
all day, it's my first day back.
Uh-huh. . .
I had these plans before I met you. But I
do like seeing you. I do. I'm always
surprised by it.
What was I thinking?
Maybe you weren't thinking for once and
look what a good time we had. Let's not
ruin something great.
Harry, I won't be good at this.
Acting like I don't care.
I have never lied to you. I have always
told you some version of the truth.
(freaking on that one)
The truth doesn't have versions.
Can you cut me a little slack? My
life's been turned upside down.
Yeah. Mine too.
Then let's each get our bearings.
I don't want my bearings. I've had my
bearings my whole fucking life. I felt
something with you that... Oh, you don't
Yes I do.
(she won't open up)
I felt something with you, I didn't know
really existed. You know what that's like
after a twenty year marriage? To feel
something for another person that's so
off the charts, that -
(Harry looks down)
Okay, not your problem. This is why
I'm not good in relationships. You
know writers are like teachers,
those who can - do, those who can't
- write romantic comedies where
THIS does not happen in the third
act...and it certainly does not
happen to a 55 year old woman. In
the play I'll be 36 so it won't be
as pathetic. I'm just too old to
feel crushed.I've written this
feeling but I never really got it.
You know what this is?
(pointing to herself)
This is heart broken. How's that
You're killin' me.
I just wish it had lasted more than a
That's a horrible thing to say.
(walks off, comes back)
The life I had before I met you. I
knew how to do that, could do that
forever. Now look at me...what do I
do with all this?
Can we talk tomorrow?
What for? I saw your friend you were
having dinner with, if that's what you
want, it's never going to work with me.
Look at me. I'm a middle aged woman,
don't let this brown hair fool you, I
don't have a real brown hair on my head,
I'm almost all grey...that would freak
you out, wouldn't it? And I have. high
cholesterol and my back hurts every
morning and I'm post menopausal and I
have osteoperosis and I'm sure arthritis
is just around the corner and I know
you've seen my vericose veins. Let's face
it man, that's not quite the buzz you're
A TAXI pulls up.
And you know what? Everyday, I'm
gettin' older. ..just like you.
Erica opens the back door of the Taxi.
This is his chance.
I just... the truth is... I don't
know how to be a boyfriend.
That's what you have to say after all
this? You don't know how to be a
That's not a small thing.
They're both out of words.
Are we done?
I don't know.
She nods. He doesn't give. She ducks into the CAB and it
PULLS AWAY. Harry stands on the street, watching her go.
He grabs his heart.
HARRY - ON A GURNEY
wheeled through the Emergency Room of Beth Israel Hospital.
This is not the Hamptons. This place is crawling with
patients. Harry's delivered to a Latina Doctor in her
thirties, DR. MARTINEZ. As he's taken off the gurney, he's
immediately hooked up to a heart monitor, given oxygen and an
Came in by cab, 15 minutes of chest
pain, no nauseau, some shortness of
breath, was hospitalized a week ago
with a coronary thrombosis.
Hang a nitro drip.
You can't. I took Viagra.
You have been through this before.
Give him 5 mgs of Metoprolol. You
h~ving chest pain right now?
No, and the pain I was having was
sharp, not like before.
. DR. MARTINEZ
That's good. Not like before is we
like to hear.
Give him aspirin.
DR. MARTINEZ (CONT'D)
Based on what I see so far, your
heart is not in distress but I'm
gonna do a rapid enzyme test to be
sure. What were you doing at the
onset of the pain?
Having a fight with someone. A woman. Can
a woman give you chest pain?
Are you kidding? Love hurts, haven't you
Yeah, but so far, I've only given pain, I
never got any.
(confused at how literal
All right, well you're battin' a thousand
here. Your enzymes look perfect, your
EKG is normal and the pain doesn't sound
like the kind of pain we worry about. I
think what you experienced was normal
chest pain associated with stress.
And incase you haven't heard, that can
give you a heart attack. Mr. Langer, I
donlt know what you're up to gallivanting
out and about at this hour, but if you
were my Dad, I'd make sure you were home,
in bed, recuperating.
INT. HARRY'S TOWNHOUSE - LATER
Harry slowly climbs up the gorgeous staircase of his
Townhouse. Exhausted, he stops half way up, sits on a step,
takes out his cell.
If you were my Dad...
He pulls his glasses out of his pocket, puts them on to dial.
Something feels odd, he takes off his glasses, looks at them,
they're not his -- they're Erica's. He puts them back on and
Hi. It's Erica. I'm not here so
leave a message.
He realizes he doesn't know what to say, hangs up, then looks
at her glasses.
(grabbing his chest)
A LIGHT POPS ON and Erica ENTERS HER BEDROOM, crying. She
flops down on her bed, picks up her phone, grabs her glasses,
puts them on, doesn't realize they're Harry's. She dials.
Voice Mail tells her she has One Message. She sits up,
Erica, Hi, it's Julian. It's about
8:20, I'm in the restaurant...just
Wondering if you're...
Erica hangs up, starts crying again. She takes off her
glasses to wipe her eyes when she realizes she's holding
Harry's glasses. Just the sight of them makes her burst into
tears, the kind of tears that have been thirty years in the
ERICA'S COMPUTER KEYBOARD - NIGHT
A tear lands on it. Erica, back in a turtleneck and wearing
Harry's glasses, starts writing at a breakneck pace, all the
while, tears flood her eyes.
MORNING - WAVES BREAKING ON THE SHORE
wakes up. As soon as her eyes open, she bursts into tears.
While in the SHOWER, the crying never stops. While she EATS
BREAKFAST, a downpour. Running ON THE BEACH, she's wailing.
Back at the "COMPUTER, she's sobbing as her hands fly over
the keys. An actual boo hoo can be heard.
At NIGHT, laptop in bed, Erica writes, eating a bagel, wearing
Harry's glasses and a pair of wrinkled pajamas, FRENCH MUSIC plays
in the BG. At this point, she doesn't eVen" pay attention to her
tears, just wipes and types when out of nowhere she receives an
INSTANT MESSAGE from HARRY.
He writes: Do I hear French Music?
Shocked, she sits up, tries to fix her hair.
INT. HARRY'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
Harry sits up in bed, staring at his laptop, wearing Erica's
glasses, a pair of pajamas and a three day growth. A
thermometer is propped in his mouth.
He writes: R U there?
She answers: Yes. Hello.
He writes: How are ya?
She writes: Great... as, she wipes her tears on her sleeve.
e writes:How's the writing going?
She answers: Pouring out of me now. Go figure.
He types: I miss y .. He stops, thinks before sending.
rica waits on her side. Nothing, is coming over.
Then, on his side, he receives: Actually just running out.
Harry deletes the I miss y... and instead writes: U 2.
Erica slides down in her bed, wiped.
INT. HARRY' S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
Harry takes out his thermometer. Feels lost. Looks at the
clock. It's 10:00 p.m.
INT. LOWELL'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME
Lowell lies in bed in pj's, WATCHING TV, smoking. Harry
arrives at his doorway in his pajamas. Lowell puts out his
cigarette, fans the smoke.
Lowell, I'm goin' out.
Okay. Don't forget to put some
I mean, I should go out, shouldn't I?
Since .when don't I go out? Just cause
some Emergency Room Doctor tells me to
stay in bed, doesn't mean I have to turn
into a monk.
Is there something you'd like me to
do for you, Mr. Langer?
Well, no, just...well, what are you
Would you hate making me something
CLOSE - LUCY AND ETHEL ON TV
REVERSE - HARRY AND LOWELL
lying on top of the covers in Lowell's room, both eating
bowls of pasta, watching TV.
Funny women are adorable, don't you
I never really thought about it.
Neither had I, but think about it.
Funny's a unique thing in a woman. It's
fun to be around.
There's some reason we've been
watching these two for 5O years.
Exactly. It lasts. We're not
sittin' here watchin' Mamie Van
No we're not. You feeling okay?
I don't think I've slept one night
since I've been home. Every little
ache and pain scares the shitout of
me...can't get a handle on my
emotional life, don't know what I
want, don't know if what I felt was
because I just had a heart attack
or was real. Plus, I feel needy. I
never used that word in my life.
Lowell, have you ever seen me like
this? Be honest.
Nothing even close.
That's right, buddy, I'm a mess.
And I'm no good at it.
Those are very nice pajamas, by the
way. Did they used to be mine?
Yes but you gave them to me, you
said you never wore them.
I know. But why would I do that?
They're so elegant. Nice piping...
Mr. Langer, you're always giving
away beautiful things.
Awwwww... How did I get like this?
(eyes fluttering shut)
I'm gonna shut my eyes for a few
minutes. Keep Lucy on...
Harry nods off and Lowell TURNS OUT THE LIGHT.
EXT. BEACH - THE HAMPTONS - MORNING - MUSIC OVER
Erica and Zoe are taking a walk. Erica, still crying, picks
up a brown stone, explains its meaning to Zoe. Zoe holds the
stone, makes an `awwww' face.Erica nods, then Zoe tosses the
stone in the ocean, fed up with hearing about him already.
Then, Zoe stops Erica, points to something.
MARIN AND HER NEW BOYFRIEND
frolicking on the beach. He's a YOUNG HUNK in a tank top,
shorts, highlighted hair. Erica rolls her eyes.
EXT. BEACH STAIRS - DUSK
Marin rushes down the stairs. Erica sits near the bottom of
the stairs, watching the sunset.
Mom, we're going into town...
Erica turns, wiping tears.
Are you crying?
I didn't know you did that.
Yeah, it's my new thing. I've
gotten abnormally great at it.
(sitting on the step with
Is it Harry?
Seems I gotta learn how to do that
love 'em and leave 'em stuff.
Fucking men. You don't care when I
say fuck, do you?
Not really. Sometimes. Not right
So now you get my theory about
love? You gotta self protect. It's
Marin, that theory... how can I put
this so your feelings won't get
hurt. It's just so crazy, it makes
me want to SCREAMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!
And how would you put it if you
wanted to hurt my feelings?
Listen to me... you cannot hide
from love for the rest of your life
because maybe it won't work out and
maybe you'll become unglued. That's
not a way to live.
So you're telling me you're happy
right now? This is good what
happened to you?
No. This was bad. But for the three days
it was good, it was electrifying.
Marin's eyes fill up.
I think you must consider the possibility
that we are more alike than you realize.
I let someone in and I had the time of my
I've never had the time of my life.
I know. And bubbee, I say this from
the deepest part of my heart. . ...
what the fuck are you waiting "for?
INT. HARRY'S HOUSE - NYC - NIGHT
A PARTY is in progress. It's loud. The place is crawling with
characters from the Hip Hop world. Harry winds his way down his
crowded STAIRCASE, Girls grabbing at him as he passes by. As hard
as he tries, he can't quite bring to life the guy he knew how to
(as Harry passes)
Harry makes his way down the stairs, through the crowded
entry and OUT THE FRONT DOOR. OUTSIDE, Harry steps into the
QUIET STREET, looks up at his house and the party inside.
EXT. ROADSIDE FARM STAND - EAST HAMPTON - DAY
Zoe is picking corn, when she notices Julian across the way.
He glances up, looks right past her, obviously doesn't
remember her, keeps on shopping. Zoe thinks for a see,
wondering how she can get his attention when he looks right
back at her, his face full of hope.
INT. ERICA'S DINING ROOM - LATER
Erica sets the table for two. Zoe pokes her head in the door.
I got you something great at the
Zoe fully opens the door revealing Julian holding a bouquet
of fresh cut flowers.
These are for you to give me when
INT. DINING ROOM - LATER - MUSIC OVER
Candlelit. Zoe, Erica and Julian share a bottle of wine and a
home cooked meal. The CAMERA does a 360 around the table,
their faces saying it all. The Women bask in Julian's warmth
as he entertains them with stories. Zoe looks from Julian to
Erica, relieved to see her sister smiling again.
INT. KITCHEN - LATER
Erica places coffee cups in the sink. Julian is next to her,
leaning against the counter, holding a glass of wine.
Julian, I hope you know I'm
mortified by my behavior. I was
going to get in touch with you,
send you a note or something...
A note? That's a little chilly.
I'm embarrassed. I just haven't
been myself lately. What can I say?
Just tell me you're sorry.
I am sorry.
Then you could kiss me.
You'll forgive me if I kiss' you?
Erica hesitates then gives him a peck of a kiss.
No one on earth would forgive you
for that kiss
(places his wine glass on
Erica nods as Julian takes her in his arms and gives her a
kiss that doesn't quit.
(still holding her,
I forgive you.
Erica very distinctly begins to hear the BEATING of her own
ERICA'S COMPUTER SCREEN - ANOTHER NIGHT
On it is written: The lights on the Eiffel Tower dim to black
as the music continues to play.
Erica sits back, still wearing Harry's glasses. Finished at
last. She notices an empty Kleenex box on her desk. She
tosses it in a hook shot across the room and it lands right
in the trash can.
INT. LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Julian sits on the sofa, shoes off, reading the first half of
the play. A fire burns in the fireplace. Erica approaches the
back of the sofa, holding the rest of the pages.
It's the best thing you've ever written.
It's wonderful. It's sweet. It's smart.
Erica leans oyer the sofa, reading over his shoulder.
How great is it that I'm not
intimidated by your brilliance?
Erica gives him a small kiss of appreciation.
Must we go through this every time?
She leans into him and he kisses her fully and sweetly. She
holds onto the sofa for support.
A PRETTY GIRL - WHO LOOKS A LOT LIKE MARIN
eating lunch in Orso's, talking non-stop.
I'm totally excited about this audition.
It's such a great part. It's supporting
but she's a really funny character.
There's this totally hilarious scene
where she's dating this like chauvinist
older guy and just as they're about to do
it, the guy moans and she thinks he's
just really into her, right? Except he's
having a heart attack and she's like
creeped out and her mother, who basically
despises the guy, rushes in, gives him
CPR and saves his life.
REVERSE ON HARRY
choking on his lunch.
INT. BROADWAY THEATER - DAY
Auditions are in progress. On stage, AN ACTRESS reads for the
part of "The Sister".
Look, we're four sophisticated people.
Why can't we all stay for the weekend?
ON ERICA'S PROFILE
in the audience. She sits in a row by herself, listening.
Harry ENTERS HER FRAME, sitting directly behind her.
I need to talk to you.
Erica freezes, horrified. Turns, sees him.
Got a minute?
Erica and Harry stand in front of a BACKDROP OF THE BEACH.
So your play's about us?
No, it's about me.
Am I in it?
A guy like you is in it but he's
What happens to this guy who's
Haven't totally decided. He can
live or he can die.
What are you leaning towards?
He dies of a funny heart attack?
He's sort of a schmuck who screwed
around with our heroine, so it
won't be too sad.
Schmucks are people too you know. Death
doesn't seem a little harsh?
I just went where the story took
me. It's a work of fiction, Harry.
Really...just stuff I made up.
Erica, we're ready to do the
hospital, 'Do You Take Viagra
scene... Should we wait for you?
Erica nods, horrified.
So I'm going to be the laughing stock of
Harry, he's not you. He's a version
of the truth of you. So to speak.
Sorry to interrupt again but Dave wants
to know, when Henry says, "I love ya",
you want that to be 'Ya', not 'You',
We now HEAR Louis Armstrong's La Vie En Rose play throughout
the theater. The BEACH backing is 'raised and an EIFFEL TOWER
BACKING is lowered behind them. They both try to ignore the
music, but it's impossible.
Well, you look really nice. You
feeling all right?
As they stand in front of the Eiffel Tower backing, FAKE SNOW
FALLS from above...
You know it isn't like I wanted to stop
seeing you. We could've carried on a fun
thing for awhile. Why is it you dames
want all or nothing?
I don't know, we're just goofy when it
comes to love... Look, Harry, if it's all
right with you, I'd like to be friends
I'm not ready to be your friend. How's
Fine. I understand.
Anyway, do you actually buy that horse
shit.. .that men and women can be friends
once they've had sex?
I'm friends with my ex-husband, but then
again, we didn't just have sex.
We didn't just have sex either.
Then what was it? Love to know.
Can I e-mail it to you when I figure it
This is perfect. I have given the `Can't
We Be friends' speech for 40 years. I
think I invented the 'Can't We Be
Friends' speech. But you know what,now I
get why they never went for it. You dames
got one thing right. Sometimes sex does
change everything. Call me crazy, but I
just don't see us out on the town, being
pals, having dinner, 'cause I'd bet you
anything, at some point, one of us will
have very unfriend like thoughts about
the other then pass the bread becomes
anything but pass the bread. You get what
You don't want to be friends.
Not "don't". Can't. Can't be friends.
Doesn't work that way.
(tries to calm down)
Okay, I'm moving into another phase of
this thing. I'm mad at you.
It almost feels good.
I think I'm mad at you too.
Excellent. 'Cause I don't like
thinking about you so much and
worrying about how you are and if I
ruined your life or...
-- You've worried about me?
Yes honey, the schmuck who deserves to
die, worries about you.
Sometimes worrying about you feels like a
full time job.
Well, doll, I'm doing fine. So you don't
have to work that shift anymore.
Again, The Stage Manager...
Erica, they want you to take a look at
the costumes for the dancing Henry's.
These gonna work for you?
Harry and Erica TURN and SEE a CHORUS LINE of BALDING 60 YEAR
OLD MEN IN HOSPITAL GOWNS AND SOCKS.
EXT. THEATER - DAY
Harry FLIES OUT the Stage Door, right into the street, is
almost hit by a motorcycle, doesn't seem to care.
EXT. CENTRAL PARK - DAY
Harry walks briskly through the park, still pissed, his pace
starting to get to him. He spots a bench with a WOMAN JOGGER
at one end. He parks himself at the other end of the bench,
out of breath. Tries H reason with himself.
God is a woman, I know that now. No
man would punish me like this.
You never change, do you?
Surprised, Harry turns, glances over at the Woman. She drinks
from a water bottle then offers him an easy warm smile. She's
adorable, mid-sixties, short grey hair.
Do you know me or are you just talking to
me as "man" in general, the beast women
love to hate.
No, no, I know you Harry.
Oh. Don't tell me. I dated your daughter.
(the Woman laughs)
Right? I broke her heart then she married
some hard working Joe on the rebound, has
three great kids. What is so funny?
You dated me and you broke my heart but
after you I met the right guy. I've been
married thirty-seven years, have four
kids, eight grandkids and a ninth on the
Harry now fully turns in her direction, totally clueless.
I dated you. .?
(the Woman nods)
Did we. ever...?
No...we did not.
He looks at her hard but still doesn't remember her.
Can you give me hint? A year? A
(Harry squints at her)
You took me to Shea Stadium.
To a Mets game? I must've really
You took me to see The Beatles.
Oh, God, I really liked you. You're
Sandra. ..Cook. We did. We saw The
Beatles together. How the hell have
you been? What happened to you?
Well, let's see, after we stopped
going out, I went back to school,
got my doctorate in marine biology,
went around the world a few times,
met the man of my dreams at Oxford,
married him, we lived in London for
25 years. I wrote and taught, we
raised 3 sons and a daughter. I've
just finished my ninth book and now
I'm training for my first marathon.
Now, I must confess, I actually
remember the very last thing you
ever said to me.
You walked me to my door, I was
tearful and you looked at me with
those puppy dog eyes and said,
"Honey, I just don't know how to be
a boyfriend." Now, tell me, what
have you been up to since 1964?
OVER Harry's face, we HEAR the SOUND of a SIREN BLARING.
INT. HOSPITAL - DAY
Harry is wheeled through the ER with the gurney. Dr. Martinez
runs along with the gurney.
Mr. Langer... Back so soon.
This is it, I'm dyin', I've had 20
minutes of severe chest pain,
nausea, shortness of breath, blood
pressure's gotta be 170 over 100.
(sticks out his arm)
Give me the nitrate, I didn't take
(rips open his shirt)
Plug me in to the EKG, I need an
aspirin, I'm taking 2 beta
blockers, blood thinner, Lipitor,
Procardia and if I were you, I'd be
pounding my chest. Ow!
You're a doctor, huh?
Just a very sick man.
CLOSE - THE PAPER TAPE FROM HARRY'S EKG
Dr. Martinez reads it.
Mr. Langer, your diagnosis although
fascinating, was entirely
Your realize a severe anxiety attack can
masquerade as a heart attack.
So I'm nuts? Perfect! The one thing
I'm not taking pills for.
If you don't want ,to end up in here
every week, I suggest you do whatever it
takes to decompress. Try something with
(takes his pulse)
Close your eyes...now give yourself a
visual image of something that gives you
a feeling of peace and serenity.
I don't know. A hammock...
Okay, good...what else..?
Palm trees...clear blue water...
We hear the SOUND OF LAPPING WATER, SEA GULLS. . . .
Anybody there with you?
Yes. Beautiful women...in thongs...
(disgusted) Okay. What else do you
see, feel, taste...
A margarita...a Cuban cigar.
..miles of soft beach.. .
Keep going...you're doing great...
And as Harry keeps listing things, Camera MOVES IN ON HIM as
the STEEL BAND gets LOUDER AND LOUDER.
THE WORDS. . .
SIX MONTHS LATER
FALLING SNOW FILLS THE FRAME
Boom down to see the THEATER MARQUEE of Erica's play on
Broadway. On the Marquee are raves from critics, "****", and
a banner that brags, "Sold Out!".
AMERA CONTINUES DOWN to street level. Couples walk by,
bundled up against the cold. Harry ENTERS FRAME.
He looks different. He has a beard and has lost some weight:
And in his eyes, a calm we haven't seen before. He pauses in
front of the theater -- loo~s at the PUBLICITY PHOTOS. He
SEES Henry in his boxer shorts at the refrigerator meeting
"Emily" and her Sister. He sees ANOTHER PHOTO of The Dancing
Henrys kicking up their legs like Rockettes. Then, finally, A
PHOTO of Henry and Emily in bed, both wearing glasses. Harry
OPENS THE DOOR TO THE THEATER, steps inside and listens,
hearing Louis Armstrong's La Vie En Rose, then, the audience
breaks out in LAUGHTER. Harry smiles to himself.
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING CORRIDOR - EARLY EVENING
The elevator opens. Harry steps out, looks around for an
apartment number, finds it, rings the bell and clears his
throat. The door quickly OPENS and we see MARIN. She looks
relaxed and happy to see him.
I couldn't believe you were calling from
So great to see you.
You couldn't look better.
Thank you. Come on in.
No, no, I just wanted to stop by and say
hi and tell you I'm sorry if I ever did
anything to you that wasn't on the up and
What do you mean? You were great to me.
That's refreshing. Good. Well, I don't
know what you've done to yourself but you
look absolutely radiant.
I'm three months pregnant, that might
have something to do with it.
Really? Who's ..the, lucky guy?
My husband, hold on, he really wants to
A Solid Citizen of a Guy joins Marin, loosened tie,
Harry Langer, my husband, Danny Yellin.
(shaking Harry's hand)
I've heard so much about you...
I bet.. .
Yeah, with Hthe play and all...
Just to us. In every interview my
Mom does, she always says she made
So the guy in the play, he doesn't
make it, does he?
He basically dies at the end of the
second act, but it's very funny.
(as if that's some
Was hopin' she'd give me a
Yeah. Okay...Best of luck, kids...
Marin is stumped by this little visit. Harry heads toward the
elevator, pushes the button, then turns back.
How is she?
She's. . .
Really good. Up to her old
Learning Italian, remodeling her apartment in the city.
Now if I wanted to see her...how
would that go over?
Only one way to find out, except
she's out of town right now.
Oh yeah? Where is she?
Paris. She left two days ago, for
her birthday. But she'll be back
The Elevator arrives. Harry salutes his goodbye and steps
INSIDE THE ELEVATOR. He turns, FACES CAMERA.
And a clean shaven, dapper looking Harry steps off, cashmere
coat, gorgeous scarf. CAMERA FOLLOWS HIM out of the elevator
and through a BEAUTIFUL LOBBY OF A HOTEL then right onto THE
STREET. CAMERA does a 360 and we catch glimpses of PARIS AT
NIGHT. CAMERA SETTLES ON HARRY just as the LIGHTS OF THE
EIFFEL TOWER POP ON, sending a flood of golden lights high
into the night sky directly behind him.
INT. LEFT BANK BISTRO - NIGHT
Erica sits alone at a table in the back of the room, drinking
a glass of wine. She looks vibrant. She glances up from her
drink and sees what looks like Harry making his way around
the tables. She leans to the side for a better look, to make
sure it's him. It is him and he's corning right toward her.
Her stomach sinks, her mind races... and before she can come
up with a single thought that makes any sense -- there he is.
(proud of himself)
I knew you'd be here.
I've come a long way to see you,
You mean we're not bumping into
each other..? You came here to see
Yes, I did.
(she seems to shiver)
I'm aware it was a bold move, one
of those impulses that grabs you,'
but...so far, we're okay; right?
Well, uh, I mean, I'm just...
I'll take that as a 'Yes'.
Harry takes off his coat and scarf, hangs them on a hook.
You want a glass of wine or
I was just gonna give you a kiss
Neither is sure where to go. Cheek? Lips? He lands on her
chin. .Not what he wanted, but he takes a seat across from
her. She looks at him - utterly speechless.
I remember you said if we still
know each other we should go to
Paris for our birthdays, well, we
still know each other..".
That's true, but, Harry, I haven't
heard from you in six months.
I know but I've certainly been thinking
about you. There's a lot I have to say.
First thing is... I'm not mad at you
Good, 'cause I'm not mad at you
That's a relief...since I did come all
the way to France and everything. And...
(afraid of everything he
could possibly say)
And congratulations on your amazing
It's been quite a ride. Funny, I thought
maybe I'd hear from you when it opened.
Where've you been?
After I saw you in the theater that
afternoon, I had another "episode...
Oh, I'm sorry.
I was actually okay, but I was sure I was
dying and the doctor in the ER said I needed
to decompress. So I did. I walked out of
there and changed my life, sold most of my
businesses, packed my bags and moved to an
island in the Caribbean.
That's where you've been all this
time? In the Caribbean?
EXT. CARIBBEAN BEACH - FLASHBACK
Harry lies on a chaise under a palm tree, drink in hand, Hawaiian
shirt, shades. A steel drum plays in the distance.
I was there about ,six hours, when it
occurred to me that wasting away on an
island in the Caribbean wasn't going to
remotely cure what was ailing me.
Harry sits straight up into CAMERA.
A LIGHT POPS ON and we realize we are in HARRY'S CLOSET.
So I decided to take another kind of
pilgrimage...into my past.
Harry ENTERS THE CLOSET, reaches onto a top shelf ,and starts
pulling down dozens of what used be called, "Little Black Books".
My thought was -- if I retraced my steps
and visited all the women I've dated...
He blows dust off of the books.
BACK IN PARIS
-- maybe I could figure out how I
got so screwed up.
FLASHBACK - HARRY'S PILGRIMAGE
Harry STANDS at one FRONT DOOR after the NEXT, EACH ONE
SLAMMING IN HIS FACE.
A lot of the women wouldn't see me.
Then, we see WOMEN of various ages SLAP HIM ACROSS THE FACE.
Or speak to me.
Harry reels backwards from one Hefty Mama.
But I was on a mission to save my
A Woman In Her Fifties, purposively walks down a SMALL TOWN
MAIN STREET carrying groceries.
Harry, at her side, keeps talking at her, even though she
picks up her pace and ignores him.
My losing streak finally ended when
I got one to open up to me.
In a HOSPITAL ROOM, an Older Woman on life support, scrawls
out a note and shows it to Harry who sits in a chair by
herside. A Priest stands in the background. The note says,
"As I remember it, you were wildly insensitive". Harry lowers
his head in shame. She places another note in front of him.
It says, "I forgive you." Relieved, he smiles. Then, one last
note: "Now, scram."
Hearing what they had to say was no
In an Upper West Side COFFEE SHOP, Harry pas coffee
with a Woman in her Mid Forties. She talks his ear off.
Harry can' t deal with it. He looks away ~ The woman
places her hand on his chin and pulls him right back to
her and keeps talking at him.
ARRY (V .O.)
But I stuck it out and I listened.
Then I listened harder.
Harry WALKS down THE STREET with a ANOTHER WOMAN in her
Thirties, who carries a cello. She never shuts up.
HARRY (V. O. )
And one of the things I realized
was, I was actually giving closure
to generations of women.
At the corner, the Woman hugs Harry goodbye.
HARRY (V. O. )
Although I admit, some refused to
give, no matter what I did. . .
CLOSE - DIANE SAWYER
On the set of GOOD MORNING AMERICA. She glances out the
STUDIO WINDOW and sees Harry ON THE STREET among the folks
holding signs. He HOLDS A SIGN that says, "DIANE, YOU WERE
RIGHT. I WAS ENTIRELY WRONG. I`M SORRY." She looks him
straight in the eye and gives 'him the finger.
HARRY - FULLY DRESSED - LYING ON HIS BED - TOP SHOT
HARRY (V. O. )
When you hear the same story about
yourself over and over, your life
begins to make sense and the future
becomes your only salvation.
INT. PARIS BISTRO - THE PRESENT
It took me six months to find them
all. I visited 18 different states
but I came the furthest to see you.
A HAND lands on his shoulder and he HEARS:
A MAN'S VOICE
I don't believe it.
Harry looks up and sees handsome young Julian in a beret.
Harry looks to Erica, instantly deflated..
Harry stands. The two Men hug, then Julian squeezes in next
to Erica. Harry slowly takes his seat across from them.
I should have told you he was coming, but
I was so engrossed in your story.
Oh, maybe another time. ..So...
(looks from Erica to
Julian, it all dawns on
I guess I should've seen your play, then
I would've Jknown how this ended.
Yeah, big twist, huh? So what are
you doing over here, man?
Just a uh, vacation...never been to Paris
It's amazing to run into you. You look
Haven't been on a gurney in six months so
Well, I've just been to every store
in the city, this woman is
impossible to buy for... But I
think I finally found the right
He puts what can only be a RING BOX on the table between
Erica and Harry.
Happy Birthday baby.
He kisses her. Harry watches, dying.
(reaching for it)
I'll open it later...
Harry rises, reaches for his coat.
No, no, you know what, I'll let you
I can't really.
Why? You have somewhere to go?
THE WAITER POURING THE END OF A WINE BOTTLE
Everyone at the table is laughing, mid-meal. Julian is doing
the talking as well as laughing. Harry laughs along, trying
to be an approving part of their romance but he's totally
THREE GLASSES OF BRANDY ARE SERVED - A LITTLE LATER
-- To the forces of destiny that
brought us together tonight.
Erica lights a cigarette.
What are you doing, you don't
I'm in Paris, the second hand smoke
will kill you anyway...
She's very brilliant, but the woman
can not hold her liquor.
Julian puts his arm around her, pulls her close.
I like that about me.
The Guys exchange looks.
Now, if I were writing this, this
is where I'd write, 'an awkward
Honey, if you were writing this,
I'd be dead.
Never fails to amuse her.
The Waiter drops the check on the table. Harry takes it.
No, Harry, please, let us...
No, no, I insist. I crashed your
At least let me buy you dinner on
(squints at his watch
shows it to Erica)
What time does that say?
I have no idea...
Wait,' I have my. . .
(reaching into her purse)
They each take out EACH OTHER'S GLASSES and put them on.
Erica points to Harry wearing her glasses and laughs.
You think you look so handsome in
You know how long I've been looking
Yes I do.
Harry hands Erica her glasses. She hesitates. He snaps,
gesturing for his to be turned over. She hands them to him.
Julian watches all this, sobered by their chemistry.
(tucking away his glasses)
(reads his watch)
So it's only 5 in the afternoon in
New York. What do they do around
here for fun?
INT. NOISY CLUB - NIGHT
Camera finds the three of them sitting at a small table. The
place is dark, loud, crowded and young. They're all drinking
champagne. The air is strained.
(at the same time)
Want to dance?
Harry gestures for Julian to have the first dance. Julian
takes Erica's hand and leads her to the dance floor. Harry
watches them slip through the crowd. Erica turns back, Harry
waves. Julian takes Erica in his arms, it's clear she's
comfortable in his embrace. None of .this is lost on Harry
and as he watches, the smile on his face more than fades, it
evaporates and everything inside him begins to hurt.
ANGLE - THE DANCE FLOOR
Erica and Julian -- they're sexy together.
ANGLE - THE TABLE
Harry is gone.
EXT. STREET - PARIS - NIGHT
Harry, with his collar turned up against the cold, walks past
the glass pyramid in front of The Louvre.
EXT. PONT NEUF - PARIS - MOMENTS LATER
Harry walks over the bridge, the beauty surrounding him just
making it all worse. He stops, looks out at the Seine. He
hears a classic French song in the distance, then sees a
small barge, playing the music, pass beneath him. Without
warning, a tear falls from his eye.
(laughs at himself)
At the end of the day, I'm nothin'
but a sap, a stupid old sap,
standing on a bridge in Paris,
crying my eyes out.
He stops, looks at the mighty city surrounding him. Beauty's
not supposed to hurt. Another tear.
Look who gets to be the girl.
He wipes his eyes on his coat sleeve as SNOW begins to fall.
(looking toward heaven)
Anything else... .
Harry turns and sees Erica standing by a Cab with its motor
running, snow falling on her hair and coat.
He went back to the hotel.
(walking to him)
He said when he saw me with you, he
knew I was still in love with you.
What do you have to say about that?
If it's true, my life just got
Why'd you come here, Harry?
Because I realized what I was feeling for
you, have always felt for you, was
something I didn't understand, like a
language I didn't speak...
It scared me so I did what I do. I snuck
away. Turns out the heart attack was easy
to get over. You were somethin' else.
(she's starting to melt)
And when I went to see all those women, I
found out I was never really present for
any of them. And something inside me at
some point, had just...shut off. That's
when I think my heart gave out and you
saved me. I finally get what it's all
about. I'm 63 years old and I am in love
for the first time in my life. And that's
what I came here to say.
Okay, this is the best birthday ever.
I know I'm no spring chicken, I figure I
only got another 30-40 years in me. Tops.
But how 'bout we figure out a way to make
Okay? Okay! I'll take it.
The Barge drifts back under the bridge, La Vie En Rose piping
out of it's tinny speakers.
Honey, they're playing our song.
She comes close and he pulls her in, kissing her great. And
as they separate, he smiles, relieved.
INT. CHIC EATERY - NYC - A HOT AUGUST NIGHT
The same restaurant from the first scene of the film - One
Year Later. Harry ENTERS FRAME, just like he did before.
Langer, party of four.. .and a
The Maitre'D snaps to attention and leads Harry, Erica,
Marin, holding her Baby Girl, and her husband Danny through
the crowded restaurant. The Baby fusses and reaches out to
Harry who takes her in his arms and proudly parades her
through this swanky crowd to a round table in the center of
the room. Harry beams at the prize in his arms as he sits
with his family for a Sunday dinner.
Something's Gotta Give
Writers : Nancy Meyers
Genres : Comedy Romance Drama