Blue Jasmine Page #10

the Chinese dragon lady?

Can we get the waiter? I need a drink.

Yes. Waiter.

WAITER:
Yes, ma'am?

NORA:
This again.

Right away. Thank you.

WAITER:
Absolutely.

(LINE RINGING)

Hello?

Yeah, is Al there?

Al Munsinger, yeah.

Yeah, uh--

I know he works

in the Audio Department, yeah.

Yeah, I'll hold.

Hello?

Al Munsinger, yes.

Al, where the hell are you?

What?

What? I don't get it.

Why couldn't you come?

Who found out what?

Who's Ellen?

Oh.

Yeah, I--

I didn't understand you had a wife.

No.

No, you never said.

(KING OLIVER'S "WEST END BLUES" PLAYING)

DWIGHT:
My mother was

very impressed with you.

JASMINE:
Really?

Yeah. You two had a discussion

about her collection of pewter.

Yes. I love pewter.

Hal used to have his beer

out of a pewter mug.

And your dad?

My dad can be very critical sometimes,

but he was very taken with you.

Well, don't worry,

I won't pick out too big a stone.

DWIGHT:
Yeah, nothing larger

than the Hope diamond.

MAN:

Hey, Jasmine.

What?

You don't remember me?

Of course I remember you.

What a surprise.

Yeah, surprise, surprise, huh?

This is Augie.

Dwight.

Dwight. Hi.

How you doing?

I was married to

her sister.

Okay.

Years ago. Years.

Wasn't that many years.

She makes it sound ancient.

Congratulations. Ginger said

you got a new job up in Alaska.

I could've had my own company

if it wasn't for you

and that crook you married.

I don't think it's the time and place.

Oh, really? You think I wanna lay oil

pipe way the hell up there in Alaska?

I got no money.

Christ, can't you put this behind you

and move on? I've moved on.

Take it easy. I don't know who you are--

Right, you don't, so stay out of it.

I saw your son.

Yeah, that's right, Danny.

Remember him?

Lives across the bridge in Oakland,

works at a music store. Antonio's.

He's doing pretty good.

He's married.

I think he's finally over

Hal's suicide.

Danny's in Oakland?

Let me tell you something,

Jeanette, Jasmine,

whatever it is

you call yourself these days.

Some people,

they don't put things behind

so easily.

You have a son?

Yes, I have a son. He's not-- Biologically

he's not my son. He's my step--

Hal's suicide?

I can explain it all later.

Can we just--?

Not until you tell me what's going on.

Not in the street.

I want to know.

I know. We'll go somewhere quiet.

Get in the car.

Don't talk to me in that tone of voice.

Okay.

(KING OLIVER'S "BLACK SNAKE SWING"

AKA "BLACK SNAKE BLUES" PLAYING)

Of course we can't get married.

You lied to me up and down the line!

No, I wanted to tell you.

Are you delusional?

Didn't you think I'd find out?

What were you thinking?

I don't know what I was thinking.

Everything happened in the past.

You and I loved each other--

What?

That it would just vanish?

Didn't you think I would find out,

if not today, eventually?

Like after we were married? Is that what

you wanted, to wait until it was too late?

For your future plans where you

needed the appropriate wife?

I won't say it wouldn't be an issue,

but that you could stand by,

deceive me until I married you--

No, you mean till I trapped you.

Your ethical behavior is equal to your ex.

I wasn't deceiving you. I loved you.

I found out by chance, by sheer chance.

Okay, if it's over, it's over.

I get it. You're not marrying me.

I brought everything on myself.

I've only got myself to blame.

I did it to myself again, as usual.

You and your stupid

little French whore.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Let me out of the car.

Let me out of the car.

How are you gonna get home?

I'm not going home. Let me out.

Let me out of the car!

Hey, remember to tell her

when she gets here, okay?

GINGER:
Believe me,

she won't care.

She is half out the door.

Yeah, well...

I didn't start out not liking her.

I think she had it in for me

from the moment she met me.

Well, I like you.

Now, that's what counts,

not how she feels about you.

You know, I'm sick of her

calling you a loser,

or always pushing me

to find a better man.

You know, in my book,

you're no loser.

You're twice the guy I met at

the party she dragged me to.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Well, I love you.

I know.

I love the boys. I think

they love me too.

They do.

When I thought I lost you--

You didn't lose me, baby.

I almost lost you.

JASMINE:
Is this what you

gave up everything for?

To sell secondhand

musical instruments?

I asked Augie not to

tell you where I was.

Why?

What happened?

Why did you disappear like that

and never contact me?

I couldn't find you when I needed you.

I know the whole story, I found it out,

so don't act so surprised.

Are you having an affair

with Lisette Boudreau?

Oh, Jasmine,

I can't do this without a drink.

No, don't tap dance.

You never went to Chicago.

You took the Jordans'

au pair to Paris.

I know what's been

going on.

Can we talk about this, please?

You bet we can talk about it.

Can you do it calmly?

I wanna talk to you about

what's going on, but you're always so--

How do you expect

me to react?

You've been sleeping

with other women for years.

I mean, Raylene,

your secretary, our trainer.

Amy.

This is different.

This is serious.

Lisette and I are in love.

Wha--? What?

Are you crazy?

I'm sorry, but I need you to hear what

I'm saying. Lisette and I are in love.

What does that mean?

What does that stupidity even mean?

It means that we are making plans

for the future together.

I'm sorry. I'm having

trouble understanding.

I know this comes as a shock, but

I have to be honest with you.

You wanna be honest.

That's the biggest joke of all.

I've had casual flirtations

in the past.

They didn't mean anything

until now. This is different.

Are you out of your mind?

She is a teenager, for chrissake.

She's an au pair.

I mean, are you crazy?

Christ, this is hard for me to tell you!

It's hard for you? What about me?

This is so humiliating for me.

I mean, it is bad enough that

everyone knows you've been unfaithful.

But to throw me away for this

stupid-looking little French--

I will take very good care of you.

I'm sorry.

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe.

I don't know what I'm--

What am I doing here?

Oh, God, this is unacceptable.

This is not gonna happen.

You're not going anywhere.

This is unacceptable.

Jasmine, you're having a tantrum.

Don't you touch me!

Don't you touch me!

You are having a tantrum.

Stop, stop.

What am I doing here?

Pull yourself together.

I can't--

Jasmine.

(JASMINE SOBBING)

When you calm down, we can talk

like two civilized adults

about the arrangements

we have to make.

(SOBBING)

HAL:
Until then I'm gonna

check into a hotel.

What am I doing here?

What am I doing here?

(LINE RINGING)

Hello.

Yes, I want the number of the FBI.

Can you connect me?

The FBI.

Mr. Francis?

Yes?

Hal Francis?

Yes.

I'm sorry, sir, we have

a warrant for your arrest.

What?

We have a warrant for your arrest.

Is this some kind of a joke?

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