Big Eyes Page #21
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78.
STOCK FOOTAGE:
The 1964 WORLD'S FAIR READIES TO OPEN. Men on 109cranes hammer away. Fantastic, futuristic pavilions rise.
The Hall of Education gets erected...
INT. PAINTING ROOM - DAY
ANGLE - An INSANELY BIG, BLANK CANVAS. It's 8 feet across,
filling half the room. Margaret is in the throes of hastily
creating the MASTERPIECE.
Sketches are tacked everywhere. Margaret is chain smoking,
sleep-deprived. The DESIGN is a staggering multiracial CROWD
of children, mournful, extending to the horizon.
Walter enters, silently scrutinizing.
MARGARET:
It's too big. Why'd you promise them
Cinerama size?
WALTER:
Because it has to encompass all
children. All races! One hundred
stricken faces! Marching to infinity!
The ultimate Walter Keane!
(BEAT)
At least that's what I told Life
Magazine.
Margaret ignores this. Walter does a rehearsed turn.
WALTER:
Oh, a publisher says it's good timing
to put out a coffee table book. You
know, classy:
"Tomorrow's Masters."(AWKWARDLY "CASUAL")
So they need my... uh, early
portfolio. My artistic evolution...
Margaret's eyes pop.
That's it. We PUSH IN... as she struggles to contain her
frustration. Suddenly -- she SNAPS.
MARGARET:
You're right! Where are your
preliminary sketches?? All that time
in art school, and somehow we waylaid
your youthful experiments! The half-
finished charcoals, the struggles...
WALTER:
(a bit off-balance)
I know you're being sarcastic, but
these are all good ideas. Berlin war
orphans... early self-portraits...
79.
Her eyes narrow.
MARGARET:
Get out of here. I'm trying to work.
She brusquely spins away, back to the canvas.
He shoots her an uncertain, dirty look. What just happened?
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INT. HOUSE - NIGHT
Teenage Jane wanders through the house. Shouting.
JANE:
Mom, what's for dinner?
(NO RESPONSE)
Mom! Are you home...?
Nothing. No sign of Margaret.
Jane tries the door of the PAINTING ROOM. As always, it's
locked. Hm... Jane sneakily glances around. Opportunity.
Quickly, she stands on a chair and reaches above the door
sill. She feels around... and finds a KEY.
Ah! Hurriedly, Jane UNLOCKS the door and lets herself in.
INT. PAINTING ROOM - SAME TIME
The room is a madhouse of WAIFS. Jane takes it all in. Her
face darkens.
Then, heavy breathing. She turns. Margaret is asleep, curled
up under the almost-finished Masterpiece. Jane leans in.
Slowly, Margaret rouses -- then suddenly:
MARGARET:
W-what are you doing in here --?
(BLINKING; HALF-AWAKE)
This is -- Walter's studio!
(DISCOMBOBULATED)
You have to leave!
Jane peers sadly at her mother.
JANE:
Mom... I know.
MARGARET:
Jane, you don't know anything!!
Jane's face tightens. Insulted.
JANE:
I'm not a child anymore.
80.
Angry, Jane runs out. Margaret stares after her -- completely
remorseful. She knows she did the wrong thing.
Suddenly, she runs after Jane and grabs her tightly.
Overcome, Margaret starts weeping. Jane starts crying too.
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INSERT - LIFE MAGAZINE
A gargantuan spread. The LIFE ARTICLE is titled "The Man Who
Paints Those Big Eyes." We PULL OUT...
INT. NEW YORK TIMES - DAY
Starchy John Canaday reads the article, gaping in utter
disbelief. His desk says "JOHN CANADAY, SENIOR ART CRITIC."
He also has Walter's BOOK, "Tomorrow's Masters Series." We
WIDEN, revealing he's in the busy New York Times NEWSROOM.
CANADAY:
Four... five... SIX pages! Is there
something here I'm missing?
(UPSET)
He's like -- the Hula-Hoop! He just
won't go away...!
He flips a page -- then his jaw drops.
CANADAY:
"Will be unveiled in the Grand
Pavilion of the Hall of Education...
internationally celebrated artist has
been selected... will represent the
aspirations of children worldwide --"
(HE GASPS)
Oh this is ABSURD!
He GRABS for his phone.
INT. WORLD'S FAIR HALL OF EDUCATION - DAY
A panel flicks, and the huge empty space lights up. It's
overwhelmingly cavernous, a bright, freshly-painted Space Age
spectacular. Up high hangs The Masterpiece and its 100 kids.
A sign says "TOMORROW FOREVER."
Below, two tiny figures walk in: Canaday and an obtuse CIVIC
LEADER. Canaday stares up in horror. Utterly stupefied.
CANADAY:
And WHO was on the selection committee?
CIVIC LEADER:
Oh! Well there wasn't a "committee,"
per se. We just had a luncheon with
me, Ed, Jerome, Jerome's wife...
(MORE)
81.
CIVIC LEADER (CONT'D)
(HE THINKS)
Though technically, we didn't invite
submissions. Mr. Keane just contacted
us directly!
Canaday reacts, smoldering.
INT. NEW YORK MANSION - DAY
A STRING QUARTET PLAYS at a GRAND PARTY. It's completely
fabulous -- an old-money mansion filled with stuffy BLUE
BLOODS, all tuxes and gowns.
In the doorway appear Walter and Margaret. They're dressed to
kill. Walter's radiant -- but Margaret looks like she's about
to emotionally disintegrate. Suddenly, he WHISPERS.
WALTER:
Stop. Let us appreciate this moment.
This is what we've worked toward our
whole lives:
Rarified air. Insidethis house are the movers and shakers.
Kennedys. Rockefellers.
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