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PART 7INT. STUCKEY'S OFFICE - LATE AFTERNOON - INTERCUT
Edward is in a private office.
EDWARD
Never answer the phone. Ever.
VIVIAN
Tsk, believe me, this will be the
last time.
EDWARD
Did you buy some clothes?
VIVIAN
I got a dress, yeah.
EDWARD
Just one? Christ... I hope it's
appropriate.
VIVIAN
It's very tasteful. I think
you'll especially like the zipper
in the crotch.
(silence)
I'm -- joking.
EDWARD
Let's hope so. You'll get some
more clothes tomorrow. I'll be
pushed for time so meet me in the
hotel lobby at seven forty-five
sharp. Got it?
VIVIAN
No, I don't "got it". Even the
farmboys back in Georgia come to
the door when they're taking you
on a date.
EDWARD
This isn't a date.
VIVIAN
Go by yourself then. Where you
taking me anyway?
EDWARD
The Rex.
VIVIAN
Any good?
EDWARD
I think you'll approve.
VIVIAN
... all right. I'll meet you in
the lobby. But only cause you're
paying me to.
EDWARD
Thank you very much.
Vivian slowly sets the phone down. The phone rings again.
Vivian, very carefully, punches the flashing button and picks
it up.
VIVIAN
Hello?
EDWARD
I thought I told you not to answer
the phone.
VIVIAN
Oooh!
Edward hangs up. He smiles to himself.
Vivian bites her fingernails, looking nervous. The doorbell
RINGS. Vivian looks up, startled. She rises, moves to answer
it.
It's the Spanish MAID. She nods politely at Vivian.
MAID
Housekeeping. I come to turn
down the bed. 5:00, I turn down
the bed.
VIVIAN
What?
The Maid points to her hotel badge, trying to explain.
MAID
Housekeeping. I come to turn
down the bed.
VIVIAN
Okay.
The Maid enters.
VIVIAN
Is there a trick to it?
INT. PENTHOUSE BEDROOM - LATE AFTERNOON
The Maid turns down the bedspread.
VIVIAN
Is that all? You just fold back
the bedspread?
MAID
I also place las chocolates on
the pillow.
VIVIAN
Oooh, I love those.
MAID
I leave extras, miss.
VIVIAN
Thanks! Consuelo, are all rich
people so lazy they can't do this
on their own?
Consuelo shrugs.
INT. HOTEL LOBBY - LATE AFTERNOON
Mr. Thomas is still behind the desk, working when a soft voice
startles him.
VIVIAN
Barney.
He looks up. He sighs. Vivian still hasn't changed.
MR. THOMAS
What is it, Miss Vivian?
VIVIAN
Edward is taking me to some fancy
place for dinner. The Rex. Ever
been there?
MR. THOMAS
It's a bit beyond my... range,
shall we say.
VIVIAN
Yeah, mine too. Is it like,
y'know, normal?
MR. THOMAS
I think you'll find it normal
enough.
VIVIAN
Will I like it?
MR. THOMAS
You'll like it fine.
VIVIAN
Okay. Thanks, Barney. You're
the best.
She turns away.
MR. THOMAS
Just mind which fork you use.
Vivian turns abruptly back, a horrified look on her face.
VIVIAN
Fork?
INT. HOTEL DINING ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON
CLOSE ANGLE - PLACESETTING
An elegant formal placesetting complete with a myriad of
different size forks, spoons, stacked china plates and crystal
glassware.
ANGLE ON MR. THOMAS AND VIVIAN
sit across from one another at a fully set table.
MR. THOMAS
In fifteen minutes I can teach
you everything you need to know
to dine with the Queen. First,
as you pick up the knife you shift
your fork to the left hand.
VIVIAN
But I always eat like this.
MR. THOMAS
Either you're European or badly
brought up.
VIVIAN
Hmmm... I vonder vich.
(giggles)
MR. THOMAS
Actually, some of the richest
people I know have the worst
manners. Of course, Mr. Harris,
being of old money, knows his way
around a table. All right now,
pay attention please. Salad fork.
VIVIAN
What if they serve soup?
MR. THOMAS
They will serve salad.
VIVIAN
But what if they serve soup?
MR. THOMAS
Then you use your soup spoon.
VIVIAN
(smiles)
I like steak.
MR. THOMAS
(picking up the
appropriate utensil)
Then you would use your--
VIVIAN
Steak spoon!
(laughs)
Mr. Thomas swallows his exasperation.
WE PULL BACK from their table to reveal the cavernous, empty
banquets room, each table is set and ready for the dinner
service.
MR. THOMAS
Miss Vivian --
VIVIAN
Maybe I'll just order a burger,
Barney, that way I can eat with
my hands.
MR. THOMAS
Miss Vivian... there's a salon
here in the hotel. Instead of
worrying unnecessarily about table
manners, why don't you just have
your hair done instead?
VIVIAN
Professionally?
INT. SALON - LATE AFTERNOON
Vivian sits in a salon chair. The last customer, THANE, a
young man of about twenty with his long hair pulled back in a
pony tail, tilts her head one way and then another, eyeing her
professionally.
VIVIAN
I have a friend who has a friend
who does Cher's wigs.
THANE
I hate him already.
(a beat)
All set?
VIVIAN
Yeah... what a ya say we chop
it all off and bleach the tips.
THANE
Darling? Trust me.
INT. HOTEL LOBBY - EVENING
Edward enters and looks around the lobby. No Vivian. Annoyed.
Edward crosses to a house phone and picks it up. He's about
to dial when:
MR. THOMAS
Good evening, Mr. Harris.
Edward looks at him blankly.
MR. THOMAS
Barnard Thomas, manager of the
hotel.
EDWARD
Of course, yes. If you'll excuse
me just a moment --
MR. THOMAS
I have a message for you from your
"niece", sir.
EDWARD
My what?
MR. THOMAS
The young lady staying in your room?
Edward's eyes narrow. He hangs up the phone.
EDWARD
I think we both know she's not
my niece.
Mr. Thomas looks uncomfortable.
EDWARD (cont'd)
Does this hotel have any problem
with that?
MR. THOMAS
Mr. Harris, a guest of yours, is
a guest of ours and shall be
treated accordingly. The young
lady asked me to tell you that
she is waiting for you in the
lounge.
EDWARD
Thank you.
He starts towards the lounge.
MR. THOMAS
Very intriguing young woman, Miss
Vivian.
His tone stops Edward in his tracks.
MR. THOMAS (cont'd)
Have a good evening, sir.
And off he goes, leaving Edward to wonder what the hell
transpired during the afternoon.
INT. HOTEL LOUNGE - NIGHT
Edward enters the lounge. He looks around, not seeing Vivian.
And suddenly his eyes go back to... the beautiful girl with the
beautifully styled hair in the beautiful black cocktail dress
at the piano bar. Edward tries to hide his surprise as Vivian
rises, moves elegantly towards him. She smiles.
VIVIAN
You're late.
Such a beautiful woman deserves an apology and so, without
thinking:
EDWARD
I'm sorry.
VIVIAN
You're forgiven.
She waits expectantly. He holds out an arm. She takes it.
 
 
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PART 8INT. REX RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Vivian comes out of the ladies room. She walks forward past
the MATRE'D'S station. She stops. She takes a breath... and
then walks forward.
INT. REX - ANOTHER ANGLE - LOOKING DOWN
Vivian moves down a marble starircase, through the elegant
restaurant toward a far table. Her beauty and natural grace
draw approving stares. She is like a queen moving through a
ballroom.
At a secluded table, Edward sits in conversation with two men.
JAMES KROSS, in his early 70's, a bulky self-made millionaire
industrialist. Sitting next to him is his son and second in
command, DAVID KROSS, a handsome man in his early thirties.
All of them rise as Vivian comes to the table. David Kross
holds out Vivian's chair for her. Surprised, she nods her
thanks. In front of her is an enormous placesetting. She
smiles down at the utensils, filled with confidence.
Waiters have placed a delicate salad down in front of each of
them. Vivian proudly reaches for her salad fork. But then she
sees that Kross has picked up the fork closest to his plate and
is digging into his salad with that.
Vivian looks to see what Edward will do. He doesn't seem
interested in eating yet. Neither does David Kross. Feeling
a sudden panic, Vivian puts her fork down.
KROSS
So young man, I understand you
are trying to take over my
company.
A moment. The abruptness of the question takes Edward back for
a moment. But then he almost smiles.
EDWARD
Please don't patronize me, Mr.
Kross. Our ages mean nothing
here.
Kross and David look at each other.
DAVID
Mr. Harris, we know you've
purchased at least twenty percent
of our stock. We also know you
plan to file a formal bid for a
majority share.
EDWARD
Twenty-five percent.
KROSS
Mr. Harris, I built Kross
Enterprises myself. I know every
man who ever worked there by his
first name. I know their wives...
and their children. If your
intention is to take over my
company and turn it into a
glorified real estate deal, think
again.
Edward, thankfully, now reaches for his salad fork and begins
to eat. Relieved, Vivian picks up hers. They all eat for a
moment.
EDWARD
What do you suggest, Mr. Kross?
WAITERS approach, some to clear the salad plates, some to put
down the next course. Vivian, thinking she's got to finish,
quickly stuffs her mouth with the rest of her salad. She is
reluctant to let the Waiter take her fork.
KROSS
What would it take to buy our
stock back? Name your price.
EDWARD
To get me in a mood to sell --
double what I paid. But your
company doesn't have enough
capital right now to buy anything.
DAVID
We're on the verge of closing
a large navy contract. Double
is ridiculous but we can assure
you a healthy profit on your
shares. We would give you a
promissory note...
EDWARD
You're not getting any navy
contracts.
Vivian can see that both father and son are stunned by this
news.
DAVID
There's no way you could know
that.
EDWARD
But I do know. I also know your
lines of credit are over-extended.
If I don't buy your company,
someone else will...
(looking up)
Ah, the escargot.
Escargot are put down in front of everyone. Vivian stares at
them dubiously. She picks up what she assumes is the next
"right" fork. She picks up a snail. The two do not fit.
Flustered, she doesn't know what to do. No one else seems to
be eating. And now a Waiter comes and places escargot forks
at each place. Vivian picks it up with a sigh of relief.
VIVIAN
(softly, to the Waiter)
Scume me, what are these things?
WAITER
(bending to whisper)
Escargot, mademoiselle.
EDWARD
(leaning close to
whisper)
Snails.
Vivian stares at them, horrified. She, like James and David
Kross, no longer seem interested in eating. Edward eats with
pleasure.
EDWARD
Mr. Kross, I'm not here to sell
you my stock. On the contrary,
I'm here to buy yours.
KROSS
(angry)
You've got a lot of nerve.
EDWARD
No. What I have is a lot of
money.
KROSS
I know all about you, Mr. Harris.
When you buy companies, they have
a way of disappearing. Even the
pension funds are stripped clean.
The last three companies you took
over were cut up in so many
pieces, widows were left without
their retirement checks.
EDWARD
(calmly)
What I did with those companies
was perfectly legal.
KROSS
I don't question the legality
of what you do. It's your
morality that makes me sick. I
will not allow my company to be
raped by a man like you.
EDWARD
(angry now)
It is not your company. It's a
public company. And I am going
to acquire it. Either I buy from
the other stock holders, or I buy
from you.
Vivian struggles with her escargot.
EDWARD (cont'd)
I would suggest that you and your
board cooperate with me, rather
than fight a battle you don't have
the ammunition to win.
Vivian suddenly ZINGS her snail across the table. Everyone
looks to her.
VIVIAN
Slippery little suckers...
Kross rises.
KROSS
If you'll excuse me young lady,
Mr. Harris...
(turns to David)
Deal with this, David, you know
where we stand. I need to go
someplace and puke.
He rises. He exits.
DAVID
(to Edward and Vivian)
Men like my father built this
country. He was no saint. He
screwed people. But for every
guy he stepped on, he gave a
hundred a good job.
Edward is silent.
VIVIAN
He seems like a nice man.
David looks at Vivian as if seeing her for the first time.
EDWARD
We can reach an understanding on
this.
DAVID
I don't think so. You should
know we're going to fight you with
every resource we have.
EDWARD
Do what you have to do. I don't
take it personally.
DAVID
I do. I take it all very
personally.
(to Vivian)
Very nice meeting you, Vivian.
David Kross gets up and leaves. Vivian and Edward sit in
silence.
EDWARD
(a beat)
And that's the way the game is
played.
VIVIAN
Some game. Screwin' some poor
slob out of his retirement.
Edward says nothing. But Vivian can see she's hit a nerve.
VIVIAN
Snails for dinner. No wonder
everybody is in such a bad mood.
A Waiter appears at the table.
WAITER
Are we ready for the next course,
sir?
EDWARD
No. Bring a check, please.
INT. PENTHOUSE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Edward's face is pensive and thoughtful as he stares out of
the glass window down at the city lights. He quickly drains
his champagne glass. Vivian moves to stand next to him.
She refills his glass from the bottle.
EDWARD
Thank you.
He drinks. Silence.
VIVIAN
You're upset, huh?
EDWARD
Upset. No. I never get upset
about business.
VIVIAN
You liked the guy, though.
EDWARD
Whether I liked him or not is
irrelevant. It's business.
There's no emotion involved in
business... if you want to
survive.
VIVIAN
(excited)
We're the exactly the same! Kit
keeps telling me don't get
emotional when you turn tricks
-- that's why no kissing -- it's
too personal.
The key is like you're saying,
stay numb, don't get involved --
when I'm with a guy, I'm a robot,
I just do it.
(realizing what she's
saying and quickly
recovers)
Except with you. At your price
I give my all...
Edward laughs.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Let's not talks about this heavy
stuff. Come on, relax.
Vivian comes up behind him. She begins to rub his shoulders.
EDWARD
That... is very good.
A moment. Edward is silent. Turns him, unknots his tie,
unbuttons his collar.
VIVIAN
Know what we're gonna do in a
little while then? We're gonna
call Domino's and have'm deliver
a bigass pizza. We're gonna eat
it in bed. We're gonna veg' out
and watch television.
EDWARD
Television?
VIVIAN
Yeah, it's this box, it has
pictures, sound. You don't have
to use your brain at all.
EDWARD
I have work to do.
VIVIAN
Uh-uh. No work.
Smiling, she softly kisses his throat.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
See... what you haven't figured
out yet...
She kissed his neck. She fumbles with his belt.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Is that while you're the boss
everyplace else... I'm the one
in charge here.
She kisses his chest.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
You... just think you are.
She starts to kneel down. He stops her. They stare at one
another for a moment. He releases her. She smiles. She
starts to undress him
 
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PART 9INT. PENTHOUSE BEDROOM - MORNING
Vivian is asleep. She turns over, slowly waking. Her hand
goes out to touch Edward and encounters nothing but empty bed.
Vivian comes awake with a sudden start. She look around
momentarily frightened, not sure where she is. Sighing with
relief, she lies back down. She sees Edward's American Express
card on the pillow next to her.
EDWARD (O.S.)
Wake up, Vivian. Time to shop.
Edward comes out of the bathroom and moves toward the bed.
He is tying his tie. Vivian sits up and ties it for him. He
smiles at her.
EDWARD
I still don't understand why you
only bought one dress.
VIVIAN
I wasn't as much fun as I
thought it was going to be.
EDWARD
Why not?
VIVIAN
Well, you know those cold bitches
that work in those stores and try
to intimidate you? It works.
EDWARD
Was someone rude to you?
VIVIAN
I had a little problem in one
store. I wasn't dressed right.
I don't know what to say. I don't
belong there. Maybe I'll just
go back to Bridget. She was cool.
EDWARD
Vivian, you belong wherever you
are. I don't care how you were
dressed, they were the ones who
were wrong, not you.
Edward sits on the bed.
EDWARD (cont'd)
People aren't going to respect
you unless you respect yourself.
(a beat)
The next time someone is rude to
you, you stare at them right here.
He softly touches her, right between the eyes.
EDWARD (cont'd)
It's an old trick I use,
especially with bankers. Works
every time. Will you try it?
VIVIAN
(confidently)
Okay.
EDWARD
Good.
VIVIAN
(a beat)
Come with me?
Edward looks at his watch. Vivian covers it with her hand.
VIVIAN
Please.
INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY
A beautiful, chic women's shop. The haughty SALESGIRL
approaches Vivian near a rack of dresses. Edward hovers in the
b.g.
VIVIAN
(nervous)
Hello. Can you help me?
The Salesgirl looks Vivian up and down. A Pause. Vivian gives
her "the stare" and straightens up. We see the Salesgirl's
reaction change.
VIVIAN
(confidently)
I'm looking for a dress, nothing
too flashy, not too sexy,
conservative. In a size six.
SALESGIRL
(uncomfortable under
Vivian's stare)
Do... do you have a charge
account with us?
Vivian smiles and draws out Edward's American Express card.
The Salesgirl nods and quickly moves to a rack of dresses to
find Vivian's size.
INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY - IN A SERIES OF CUTS
Vivian tries on different clothes under Edward and the
Salesgirl's supervision.
Vivian comes happily out of the dressing room wearing a low
cut, spangled and fringed outfit. Edward shakes his hand. The
Salesgirl holds a classic tweed ensemble over Vivian's outfit.
Vivian scowls.
VIVIAN
(sighing)
I look like fucking Nancy Reagan.
INT. BOUTIQUE - ANOTHER ANGLE
The Salesgirl shows Edward clothes by Ann Taylor. He turns
to find Vivian happily holding up a tiny, low cut leather dress.
Edward shakes his head in mock disapproval. Vivian scowls.
INT. BOUTIQUE - ANOTHER ANGLE - LATER
Vivian is wearing an elegant pastel dress. Edward is standing
at the store's bar, watching and talking on the telephone.
INT. STUCKEY'S OFFICE - DAY - INTERCUT WITH EDWARD
Stuckey and Vance are pouring over stock reports, talking to
Edward on the speaker phone.
VANCE
Kross came out of his corner
swinging. He started buying up
all available stock as soon as
the market opened.
EDWARD
(almost to himself)
He's a tough old son of a
bitch...
Edward is watching Vivian. She pulls the hem of her skirt up
to mid thigh. She looks hopefully over to Edward. Edward
shakes his head.
VANCE
It's up to ten and a quarter.
EDWARD
Offer nine and a half. Bring
them back down to earth.
STUCKEY
Goddamit! Where is he getting
the money to fight?
EDWARD
Someone's loaning it to him.
Get on it right away.
STUCKEY
Our contract guys are working
on the Kross pension funds.
There's another forty million
there. We can bleed'm dry.
There is a sudden hesitation in Edward's eyes. He watches as
Vivian tries on a hat. She preens for him. He smiles.
EDWARD
(to Vance & Stuckey)
Put the pension funds on hold
until I say otherwise.
STUCKEY
(surprised)
We're letting them slide?
EDWARD
I want the treatment plant
licenses to be top priority right
now.
STUCKEY
But, Edward...
EDWARD
Do it.
Edward hangs up and takes a long look at Vivian. She moves
to him.
EDWARD
(looks at his watch)
You're on your own now, Vivian.
I've got to get to work. Be
sensible and you can keep
everything. Spend too much and
it all goes back.
Vivian hugs him again.
EXT. RODEO DRIVE - DAY
Vivian walks along Rodeo Drive. She looks lovely in the pink
dress and new, white shoes. A pretty, white hat is the final
touch. She carries a bag containing her old clothes. She stops
and a trashcan and ceremonially throws the offending items away.
INT. TORIE STEELE BOUTIQUE - SHOPPING MONTAGE
We SEES Vivian in each department within the store with
different SALESPEOPLE. She happily and confidently tries on
a variety of dresses, hats, shoes, accesarries, etc.
1) Vivian is in a dressing stall. She tosses a dress out
to a waiting SALESWOMAN.
VIVIAN
Not me!
2) A SALESWOMAN holds a long, purple evening gown.
VIVIAN
(imitating Bridget)
Horrid!
3) Vivian is admiring a pair of beautiful suede dress pumps.
Her attention is drawn to the SALESMEN'S exotic hand-painted
tie.
VIVIAN
Where'd you get your tie?
4) Vivian stands in front of an enormous tie rack with the
Salesman, a dozen wild, swirling designed ties are hanging over
his outstretched arm. Vivian picks out the brightest one and
smiles.
EXT. RODEO DRIVE - DAY
Vivian's arms are filled with clothing boxes and bags. She
feels like she owns the block. A well-dressed MAN passes by,
smiling politely. Vivian's nose lifts as she happily ignores
him.
Suddenly Vivian stops. She's about to pass the shop she was
thrown out of. Vivian takes a breath and enters the shop.
INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY
Vivian enters. The moment she steps through the door, Vivian's
courage leaves her.
The saleswoman is waiting on a CUSTOMER.
SALESWOMAN
(to the customer)
Isn't this lovely? I think it
would look wonderful on you.
Vivian musters her courage. She takes a deep breath and starts
forward.
SALESWOMAN
(to her customer)
Would you like to try it on?
VIVIAN
'Scume me.
Both the saleswoman and her customer look up. The saleswoman
smiles pleasantly.
SALESWOMAN
Yes?
VIVIAN
Do you remember me?
SALESWOMAN
No, I'm sorry, I don't.
VIVIAN
I was in here yesterday.
Vivian slowly raises her middle finger. The recognition starts
to dawn in the saleswoman's eyes. Vivian's courage begins to
return.
VIVIAN
Yeah. That's right. It's me.
I want you to know something.
You made me feel terrible. I
wasn't dressed right and you said
I didn't belong here. Well, I
do. You're the one that was
wrong, not me. And I want to tell
you something else. I'm never
gonna shop here again as long as
I live.
And with that, Vivian turns and walks out.
The saleswoman is stunned. A beat. The customer thrusts the
dress into the saleswoman's arm as if offended by Vivian's
speech and leaves the store also.
 
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PART 10INT. HOTEL LOBBY - DAY
Mr. Thomas looks up from the desk. And stares. Vivian and a
BELLHOP stroll through the hotel entrance and across the hotel
lobby to the elevator. The bellhop's arms are packed with boxes
and shopping bags. Mr. Thomas can't help it. He smiles to
himself.
INT. PENTHOUSE LIVING ROOM - DAY
Vivian opens the front door for the Bellhop who carries in her
packages. She motions for him to place them on the couch. He
does. Vivian happily tips him with a five dollar bill. He
exits. The door closes.
VIVIAN
Wheee!!!
Vivian does a giddy spin and falls onto the couch.
INT. BROKERAGE HOUSE MEETING ROOM - DAY
Stuckey enters. Edward is standing at the end of a long
meeting table. He is serving himself coffee from a tray.
STUCKEY
(gloating)
You were right. Kross mortgaged
everything he has down to his
grandson's college tuition to
secure loans from a bank. Not
just any bank. One we do business
with.
Edward just sips his coffee.
STUCKEY (cont'd)
It goes without saying that your
business means a great deal more
to them than our friend Kross's.
(a beat)
All you have to do is make a call.
Edward is silent. Stuckey is again surprised.
STUCKEY
Excuse me for saying this but what
is wrong with you this week?
First, you go soft on the pension
funds. Now, you're giving him
the chance to get away? As of
two minutes ago, you are committed
to the tune of over fifty million
dollars --
EDWARD
Come on, Bill, don't talk to me
about how much money's involved.
It's my money.
STUCKEY
And some of it's mine. Edward,
his jugular's exposed.
Edward hesitates. Then:
EDWARD
Get the bank on the phone for me.
INT. PENTHOUSE - EVENING
Edward enters. He closes the door. He turns. And stops. A
beautiful, candlelit, food laden table has been set up in the
middle of the room. Champagne and wine chills in a bucket.
A fire burns in the fireplace. Music is playing.
VIVIAN (O.S.)
Hi.
Edward turns. And stares again. Vivian stands in the bedroom
doorway. She is wearing an exquisite silk dressing gown. She
looks incredibly beautiful.
VIVIAN
I thought maybe you'd like dinner.
EDWARD
Thank you. I would.
(he fingers her dressing
gown)
Nice.
VIVIAN
Wait till you see what I have
on underneath.
EDWARD
Please.
She opens the dressing gown. What she has on underneath is
absolutely nothing. Edward crosses to her. Taking her in his
arms, he lifts her up and kisses her breasts.
VIVIAN
What about dinner?
EDWARD
Dinner can wait.
INT. PENTHOUSE BATHROOM - NIGHT
The bathroom is lit by candles. Vivian and Edward are in the
marble tub. Vivian sits behind Edward. She lazily washes his
shoulders and back with a large sponge.
VIVIAN
You always been rich?
EDWARD
No.
VIVIAN
Seems like it. I guess it's easy
to get used to, huh?
EDWARD
Easier than learning how to be poor.
(a moment; and then:)
My father's family was wealthy.
When I was young there were cars
and houses, private schools,
nannies. But then my father
divorced my mother to marry
another woman. And he took his
money with him.
Silence.
VIVIAN
Keep talkin'. I like hearin'.
EDWARD
Not much to tell. I went to
public school. Went to
university on scholarship. Went
to work for an investment firm.
In eight years I owned it.
(and then; growing very
quiet)
My father was chairman of the
board of the third company I ever
went after. I swallowed that
company and shit out the pieces.
One of the pieces was him.
Vivian softly traces small patterns on Edward's shoulders with
a finger.
VIVIAN
You still mad at'm?
EDWARD
He died a long time ago.
She gently rests her head on his back.
EXT. HOTEL ROOM - DAY
PANNING BELLIES People are sunbathing by the pool.
Overweight... lobster red... old and stretch-marked... fishy
white... and then gorgeous. The gorgeous is Vivian. She is
wearing a miniscule bikini and sunglasses.
WAITER (O.S.)
Miss Vivian?
She looks up. A young WAITER, looking a little dry-mouthed at
the sight of her, is holding a telephone.
WAITER
You have a call. Mr. Harris.
VIVIAN
(taking the phone)
Hi, baby.
(a moment)
I'll be ready. Bye.
She hangs up. She looks at the Waiter, confused.
VIVIAN
What do you wear to polo?
EXT. THE LOS ANGELES EQUESTRIAN CENTER - LATE AFTERNOON
Horses and riders crash and careen on the playing field. An
enthusiastic crowd cheers.
DOWN OFF THE EDGE OF THE FIELD
a tailgate party using Cadillacs and Rolls Royces is in
progress. Horses and riders thunder by a crowd of very
well-dressed, successful-looking people -- celebrities, execs,
socialites, aficionados -- most of whom ignore the game. They
are there to see and be seen much more than to watch a polo
match.
EXT. EQUESTRIAN CENTER - LATER AFTERNOON
Vivian and Edward make their way towards the party. Edward is
wearing his new tie. Vivian is looking very chic and beautiful
in one of her new outfits. Not that it's helping -- the place,
the people, the wealth -- everything here suddenly has her
overwhelmed. She suddenly stops.
VIVIAN
You're really pushing it,
bringing me here.
EDWARD
I think it's exciting.
VIVIAN
What id we run into someone I
know?
EDWARD
I really doubt anyone here
frequents Hollywood Boulevard.
VIVIAN
You did.
A VOICE calls out.
STUCKEY (O.S.)
Edward!
They turn. William Stuckey is with a group of people. He waves
them over.
STUCKEY (cont'd)
Come on! Over here!
Edward takes Vivian's arm and leads her forward.
EXT. EQUESTRIAN CENTER - LATE AFTERNOON
Stuckey grins and shakes Edward's hand.
STUCKEY
(looking at Vivian)
Well, well, well...
Vivian dislikes this guy on sight. Dislikes the frosty looking
woman at his side.
EDWARD
Bill, I'd like you to meet Vivian.
STUCKEY
(holding out a hand; smiling)
Bill Stuckey, Vivian. My wife,
Elizabeth.
VIVIAN
Hi.
Elizabeth Stuckey stretches her thin lips in a col smile.
STUCKEY
Lots of fun people here. Let me
get you two some champagne.
He moves quickly away.
ELIZABETH STUCKEY
Excuse me.
She moves to greet someone else. Vivian and Edward survey the
milling CROWD.
VIVIAN
(sarcastic)
Real genuine guy.
EDWARD
He's good at what he does.
VIVIAN
You could freeze ice on his wife's
ass. She anything like your ex?
EDWARD
(a small smile)
Shall we mingle?
EXT. EQUESTRIAN CENTER - ON THE FIELD - LATE AFTERNOON
A goal is scored.
IN A SERIES OF CUTS
Edward watches and guides her, Vivian sips champagne and meets
and chats and wins over different PEOPLE.
EXT. EQUESTRIAN CENTER - ANOTHER ANGLE - LATE AFTERNOON
A group of PEOPLE.
WOMAN
I simply love your dress, Vivian.
VIVIAN
This old thing?
WOMAN
Of course, a figure like yours
can wear anything. You must work
out constantly.
VIVIAN
I lead a very physical life.
OLDER MAN
Are you into running, Vivian?
VIVIAN
I'm into walking. I walk a lot.
 
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