Bean Page #8
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1997
- 89 min
- 872 Views
ALISON:
What is it? Jennifer!
JENNIFER:
(0.O.V.)
... There's a man ... there's a man ... there's a man in my...
DAVID:
Honey, calm down now... it's okay...
JENNIFER:
(p.o.v.)
There's a man. I woke up next to a man ...
KEVIN:
It wouldn't be the first time.
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ALISON:
Shut up, Kevin. (to Jennifer) Honey, you-re not making sense ...
DAVID:
It's okay. There's no one out here. Just open the door. Trust me.
Pause ... then a click of the bathroom lock ... Jennifer comes out.
Then there's another click. BEAN breezes out of Jennifer's bedroom,
past the family, in his pyjamas, carrying a wash bag and a towel over
his arm. He waves to them friendly, slips into the bathroom and closes
the door. The family stare in amazement.
CUT TO:
INT. THE LEARY HOUSE. KITCHEN - DAY
The family, now dressed for work and school, are having breakfast at
the kitchen table. After an uncomfortable silence:
KEVIN:
He makes Prince Charles look kind of handsome.
ALISON:
He can't stay here, David.
DAVID:
Okay. It's not a problem... Let's just sit ... I'11 talk to the
gallery ...
ALISON:
David, I'm serious!
DAVID:
I know you are. Very serious ... most of the time these days.
ALISON:
Now what does that mean? My daughter wakes up with a strange man in
her bed, and I'm supposed to think it's amusing? (looks at his tie)
That tie's God-awful. Why do you wear it?
DAVID is thrown. He looks down at his tie. JENNIFER looks grumpy.
KEVIN is eating happily.
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BEAN enters, dressed, carrying a plastic carrier bag. He acknowledges
the family with a grunt and a smile.
DAVID:
Ah, Mr Bean ...
BEAN:
Excuse me.
He moves to the phone, checks his watch and dials quickly.
CUT TO:
INT. BEAN'S BED-SIT - ENGLAND - NIGHT
The ancient G.P.O. phone starts to ring on a small table. (The
following takes place in a matter of seconds).
On the table are two, large, shiny, hard backed books, wedged up at one
end and sloping away at right angles to one another. Each book has a
pair of rulers set, parallel to one another, in Play-Doh. They each
form a canal. Between one pair of rulers sits a small box of salt.
Between the other pair is a miniature bust of BEETHOVEN. As the phone
continues to ring and vibrate the table, these items judder along the
canal, an inch at a time.
The box of salt teaches the bottom of the book and topples over the
edge of the table. ( The BEETHOVEN bust' teeters on the edge of its
book). The salt lands in a plastic funnel, taped to the top of a
bamboo stick. The bottom of the stick sits on the BBC 2 button of a
T.V. remote control. Close-up of its infrared L.E.D. as it flashes
once. The phone stops ringing.
CUT TO:
the T.V. comes on at the start of a documentary about grizzlybears. A voice-over begins a narration.
CUT TO:
close on TEDDY sitting in his cardboard box hotel. Flickeringlight from the T.V. plays on his face.
CUT TO:
INT. THE LEARY HOUSE. KITCHEN - DAY
Bean hangs up happily, then approaches the toaster, stuffs a pair of
wet socks into it and pulls down the start lever. Satisfied, he now
turns to the family.
BEAN:
Now - can I help?
They just stare, dumb-founded.
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CUT TO:
EXT. THE LEARY HOUSE - DAY
DAVID and BEAN arrive at the car and get in. DAVID heads out of the
drive at a reasonable speed.
BEAN suddenly yanks on the hand-brake. DAVID's head hits the
windshield with a sickening thud. BEAN reaches for and fastens his
seat belt. He looks to DAVID. DAVID gives BEAN a pained look. What
planet does he come from? He fastens his own seat belt while BEAN
wonders why it's all taking so long.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE GRIERSON GALLERY. CAR PARKING - DAY
It's a rather fancy building. Like a little Guggenheim DAVID parks by
a large, expensive, looking car. BEAN opens his door and it bangs-hard
against the pristine body work.
CUT TO:
INT. THE GRIERSON GALLERY. RECEPTION AREA - DAY
As BEAN and DAVID enter through the swing doors they meet ANNIE, the
very bubbly girl in charge of entrance tickets at the reception cum
shop counter.
ANNIE:
Two dollars please.
DAVID:
Annie, it's me.
ANNIE:
Oh, right, yeah. (to Bean) two dollars please.
DAVID:
No, Annie, no. This is Doctor Bean. He's going to be working with us.
BEAN frowns. That word 'doctor'.
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ANNIE:
Oh, great. Usually we charge people two dollars to come in- but for
people who work here, that would be 730 dollars a year, which is like,
a lot of money, so we kinda like let them off. Hi.
BEAN smiles at her.
ANNIE:
He doesn't like to say much does he?
DAVID:
Right first time.
ANNIE:
I can understand THAT. Neither do I.
As BEAN and DAVID move on, BEAN gives ANNIE a 1ittle wave. She waves
sweetly back. She c*cks her head to one side and watches him go. She
likes Mr. BEAN a lot.
CUT TO:
INT. GRIERSON GALLERY. GROUND FLOOR- DAY
BEAN and DAVID arrive In the ground floor gallery. A few visitors are
viewing the paintings. The acknowledge ELMER, the huge, ex-army,
Security Man, sitting on a small chair by a wall, reading a newspaper.
The pass two oldish ladies inspecting a painting
DAVID:
You'll notice, our clientele is not totally young. I sometimes worry
they're not really getting to grips with the art on a deep aesthetic
level.
Stay with the ladies as DAVID and BEAN head on.
OLD LADY 1
What do you think?
OLD LADY 2
0h yes - lovely - very nice.
OLD LADY 1
And what colour would you use for the curtains?
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OLD LADY 2
Well, I thought the sort of blue in this one. (she points to a gorgeous
blue Matisse) And I thought the curtains in the bathroom would be nice
in this yellow ....
And-they head on to a Van Gogh with a nice yellow in it.
BEAN stops to admire a painting. It is Pre-Raphaelite in style,
depicting a woman reclined on a bed in a castle chamber. She is
wearing a chastity belt fastened with a small padlock, her breasts are
concealed under a draped flag. It is a tasteful and romantic picture.
DAVID:
Beautiful. 'HIS MISTRESS' by John Everett Millais, 1829 to 96. Know
it?
BEAN shakes his head. It's the padlock he's interested in he points at
it and smiles. ANNIE walks up.
ANNIE:
Excuse me. Mr Grierson called down. He's ready to see you upstairs.
DAVID:
Thanks, Annie.
ANNIE walks off back the way she came, looking at BEAN approvingly over
her shoulder.
DAVID:
Better go. Grierson hates people being late.
BEAN:
Yes. Ahm... think I'11 ...
He gestures that held like to tidy up a little. Brush his hair, etc.
BEAN waddles off after ANNIE clearly in need of relief. DAVID watches
him go.
DAVID:
Why me?
CUT TO:
INT. GRIERSON GALLERY. CORRIDOR - DAY.
BEAN is catching up with ANNIE. She notices him following and coyly
smiles to herself. She stops, turns round and grins. She thinks he
has come to say something to her.
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BEAN stops dead in front of her - then turns sharp left into the men's
washroom. ANNIE's smile fades.
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