Aftertaste Page #21

Season #1 Episode #1

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MELODY RAE:

I want him! Seriously, I’ll take care of

him. I’m not kidding. I fell in love with

him the moment I laid eyes on him. He’s

s-o-o-o adorable.

The owner leaves the salon as it begins to rain. MELODY RAE holding the Maltese opens the door for the lady to exit, and notices a white, construction type, pickup truck pulling into the parking lot. She takes a double-take and at a brief glance, it looks like Mister S in the driver’s seat. Before she could get a better look another client Luca Marcello, walks in the door to pick up his dog, Cappuccino.

INT. KAT’S COTTAGE

REVEAL:
Return to Kat and Melody Rae still in the kitchen.

KAT is uncorking the wine before unpacking the groceries.

MELODY RAE:

Carpe diem. I was actually thinking the

same thing—wine first!

KAT:

Absolutely!

MELODY RAE:

Oh, Kat! I forgot to tell you. Guess who I

saw at the grocery store?

(beat)

Mystery Man!

KAT:

What? NO w-a-a-ay?! Serious?

MELODY RAE:

Y-e-e-es!

KAT:

Get outta town.

MELODY RAE:

I am NOT kidding.

KAT:

THAT is cr-a-a-azy! I mean, when was the

last time you saw him, anyway—like

forever-ago, right?

MELODY RAE:

Uh, yea-h-h-h. But, okay, here’s the thing.

I’m freaking o-u-t!!! I mean, seriously

freaking out because I actually talked to

him. We exchanged witty banter. Well, he was

the one with all the witty banter. I pretty

much just stood there in shock.

(beat)

Can you just please pour me some wine, now.

I don’t even think I can discuss this any

further without some liquor in my system.

KAT:

Wine pouring simulation in process.

EXT. MCCLOUD, CA. – SUMMER - JULY 3, 2011

MELODY RAE’S CABIN – DAY

INT. VILLAGE BOOKS (Mount Shasta)

SUPERIMPOSE:
JULY 4, 2011

Typical Daily Food Choices:

Kona coffee—black, no sugar

Quaker oatmeal w/honey, walnuts, pistachios, cranberries, blueberries & raisins

fresh broccoli, zucchini, orange bell pepper, acorn squash, sweet potatoes, brown rice & real unsalted butter

shrimp, cod, halibut, salmon

mixed greens, olives, artichoke, cilantro, avocados, sunflower seeds, cucumber, cherry tomatoes w/vinegar & olive oil dressing

feta cheese-filled whole-wheat pasta w/pesto sauce

bottled water

green tea; Lipton

quality red wines; Clos du Bois, Rodney Strong or The Immortal Zin

ZEEK GIOVANNI—(King Salmon) 51, Italian, tall (six-foot-five), dark haired, sommelier and winery owner.

SUPERIMPOSE:

Zeek Giovanni (MISTER S)

King Salmon

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MELODY RAE enters the double boors of a new age, spiritual/holistic bookstore and prom

ptly escorts her way to the psychology/self-help section near the back. Once she finds the Secret Language of Relationships written by Gary Goldschneider, she squeals. The gothic female clerk looks at her above the rim of her glasses, in a rather apathetic gaze.

Exiting the bookstore, MELODY RAE kisses the cover, hugs it tight and then rapidly walks to her 1974 red jeep Cherokee.

EXT. RAYS FOOD PLACE.

Immediately after entering the parking lot of the market, MELODY RAE spots an available parking space directly near the front entrance and quickly drives into it. After closing the driver’s side door of her jeep, she presses the lock symbol on the remote-entry key fob and approaches the store. Sitting next to the front entrance doors is an elderly gentleman near a table selling chocolate bars and holding a clipboard. Their eyes meet, and he adjusts his shirt collar and sits up.

ELDERLY MAN:

How are you?

MELODY RAE:

Pretty good.

MELODY RAE smiles, and bends over to snag a hand-held shopping basket.

ELDERLY MAN:

Pretty good?

(beat)

I think you’re doing better than

pretty good, missy. First of all,

you look amazing. You’re wearing

a knockout outfit and you have an incredible smile.

MELODY RAE:

(blushes)

Well (ahem)...I, uh...I guess, I

am doing better than pretty good

...then. Thank you.

ELDERLY MAN winks at MELODY RAE and smiles. Then MELODY RAE lifts her shoulders and biting her bottom lip bashfully walks inside the automatic doors. Minutes after walking down the frozen food aisle of the store a brunette lady, in her mid-thirties, motions to MELODY RAE as if she’s an old acquaintance.

BRUNETTE LADY:

Wow! I totally love all the red

jewelry. That color looks

sensational on you.

MELODY RAE puts her hand to her chest and faces the BRUNETTE LADY.

MELODY RAE:

Thank you. I LOVE red, I really do.

Is it that obvious?

BRUNETTE LADY:

Yes. But that’s a good thing. It’s

the perfect color on you...enjoy

your day.

MELODY RAE continues on with an even more confident stride. She grabs the Land O’ Lakes real butter, Ile de France brie cheese, Wild Alaskan salmon filets, Morgenster extra virgin olive oil and fresh mangoes. In the liquor aisle she reaches the top shelf to grab a Merlot and a Cabernet from the Clos du Bois winery, places the bottles awkwardly on top of the groceries she’d piled into her small carrying basket and looks up. Less than a couple yards from where she is standing, kneeling-down and holding a bottle of wine and reading the label is an unshaven, disheveled man wearing large brown construction boots, a baseball cap (tipped-up), and she is reminded of her days with WILLIE, and feels a tinge of old attraction surface. She takes a deep breath, straightens her outfit, fluffs her hair, and stands motionless looking in his direction to see if he will look up. Just as she decides to turn away, embarrassed by her own behavior, she sees out of the corner of her eye he is standing and waving in her direction, fanning his fingers in a slow-motion like manner. Sweat begins to drip from her brow, and with a nervous half-smile, she turns toward him and methodically waves back. Noticing him now walk toward her, she neurotically begins to arrange the two wine bottles a little better in the carrying basket. And then with her chin tucked into the side of her neck, she looks up with a squinty-eyed expression on her face and leans to one side with questioning body language.

MELODY RAE:

I’m sorry, do I know you?

MISTER S:

U-m-m-m...well, not exactly.

(beat)

But you know my brother, Luca.

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