10 Things I Hate About You Page #9

JOEY:

You just said

PATRICK:

You need money to take a girl out

JOEY:

But you'd go out with her if you had

the cake?

Patrick stares at Joey deadpan. His dislike for the guy

obvious.

PATRICK:

(sarcastic)

Yeah, I'd take her to Europe if I had

the plane.

Joey smiles.

JOEY:

You got it, Verona. I pick up the tab,

you do the honors.

PATRICK:

You're gonna pay me to take out some

girl?

JOEY:

I can't date her sister until that one

gets a boyfriend. And that's the catch.

She doesn't want a boyfriend.

PATRICK:

How much?

JOEY:

Twenty bucks each time you take her out.

PATRICK:

I can't take a girl like that out on

twenty bucks.

JOEY:

Fine, thirty.

Patrick raises an eyebrow, urging him up

JOEY:

(continuing)

Take it or leave it. This isn't a

negotiation.

PATRICK:

Fifty, and you've got your man.

Patrick walks away with a smile

EXT. FIELD HOCKEY FIELD - DAY

Kat and the rest of the team go through a grueling practice

session. Kat spares no one as she whips the ball all over

the field.

Patrick sits on the bleachers nearby, watching. A cigarette

dangles from his mouth. His pal, SCURVY is next to him.

MR. CHAPIN, the coach, blows the WHISTLE.

MR. CHAPIN

(proudly)

Good run, Stratford.

Kat nods in response, and the girls leave the field. Patrick

hops down to follow.

PATRICK:

Hey. Girlie.

Kat stops and turns slowly to look at him.

PATRICK:

(continuing)

I mean Wo-man. How ya doin'?

KAT:

(smiles brightly)

Sweating like a pig, actually. And

yourself?

PATRICK:

There's a way to get a guy's attention.

KAT:

My mission in life.

She stands there undaunted, hand on hip.

KAT:

(continuing)

Obviously, I've struck your fancy. So,

you see, it worked. The world makes

sense again.

Patrick's eyes narrow. He steps closer.

PATRICK:

Pick you up Friday, then

KAT:

Oh, right. Friday.

PATRICK backs up a little. He uses his most seductive tone

PATRICK:

The night I take you to places you've

never been before. And back.

KAT:

Like where? The 7-Eleven on Burnside?

Do you even know my name, screwboy?

PATRICK:

I know a lot more than that

Kat stares at him.

KAT:

Doubtful. Very doubtful.

She walks away quickly, leaving him standing alone.

PATRICK:

(calling after her)

You're no bargain either, sweetheart.

Scurvy appears at his side

SCURVY:

So I guess the Jeep won't be getting a

new Blaupunkt.

ACROSS THE FIELD Cameron and Michael watch.

MICHAEL:

He took the bait.

STRATFORD HOUSE/BATHROOM - NIGHT

Kat washes her face at the sink. Bianca appears behind her,

and attempts to twist Kat's hair into a chignon.

She wacks Bianca away.

BIANCA:

Have you ever considered a new look? I

mean, seriously, you could have some

potential buried under all this

hostility.

Kat pushes past her into the hallway.

KAT:

I have the potential to smack the crap

out of you if you don't get out of my

way.

BIANCA:

Can you at least start wearing a bra?

Kat SLAMS her door in response.

INT. HALLWAY - DAY

Patrick, Scurvy and some other randoms head for the exit

SCURVY You up for a burger?

Patrick looks in his wallet. It's empty.

INT. HALLWAY - DAY

Kat stands at her locker, gathering her books. Patrick

appears at her side, smiling.

PATRICK:

Hey

Kat doesn't answer

PATRICK:

(continuing)

You hate me don't you?

KAT:

I don't really think you warrant that

strong an emotion.

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