Carnage Page #6

MICHAEL:

Absolutely.

PENELOPE:

What absolutely, Michael?

MICHAEL:

He's their son, they're free to do as

they see fit.

PENELOPE:

I don't agree.

MICHAEL:

You don't agree about what, Penny?

PENELOPE:

They're not free.

ALAN:

Is that right? Go on.

(cell vibrates:
)

Oh, sorry.

(on phone:
)

Yeah?

DENNIS (O.S. - TEL)

We’re in conference. Mark brought

everything over.

ALAN:

(to his assistant:)

Great.

DENNIS (O.S. - TEL)

We’re writing up a statement.

ALAN:

But don't forget, nothing has been

proven here, nothing is certain.

36.

DENNIS (O.S. - TEL)

Right, right.

ALAN:

Don't f*** this up. If we don't get

this right, Walter will be out on his

ear in two weeks, and so will we.

NANCY:

Enough, Alan! Enough with the cell

phone already! The here and now, god

dammit!

DENNIS (O.S. - TEL)

You sound busy.

ALAN:

Yeah.

DENNIS (O.S. - TEL)

Call you back.

ALAN:

Right. Call me back and read it to

me.

(hangs up)

What the hell is wrong with you?

Screaming at me like that! Dennis

heard every word!

NANCY:

Good! I'm sick of that f***ing cell

phone, every minute of every day!

ALAN:

Listen Nancy, you should be thanking

me for agreeing to come here...

PENELOPE:

Really!

NANCY:

I'm going to throw up.

ALAN:

No, you're not.

NANCY:

I am.

MICHAEL:

You want to use the bathroom?

NANCY:

(to ALAN:
)

Nobody's forcing you to stay...

37.

PENELOPE:

No, nobody's forcing him to stay.

NANCY:

I'm dizzy.

ALAN:

Stare at a point in space. Stare at a

point in space, Doodle. Hey, you can

see the el from here. Cool!

NANCY:

Get away from me. Leave me alone.

PENELOPE:

She should really go to the bathroom,

though.

ALAN:

Go to the bathroom. Go to the

bathroom if you have to throw up.

MICHAEL:

Give her some Reglan.

ALAN:

It can't be the cobbler, can it?

PENELOPE:

I made it yesterday!

Alan tries to put his arm around Nancy.

NANCY:

(to ALAN:
)

Don't touch me!

ALAN:

Take it easy, Doodle.

MICHAEL:

Come on, don't get all bent out of

shape over nothing.

NANCY:

My husband feels that anything to do

with the house, the school, the

backyard, is my domain.

ALAN:

I do not!

NANCY:

You do so. And I can understand why.

It's all so excruciatingly boring.

It's excruciating.

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PENELOPE:

If it's so excruciating, why do you

have children in the first place?

MICHAEL:

Maybe Zachary picks up on that lack

of interest.

NANCY:

What lack of interest?!

MICHAEL:

You just said it yourself...

NANCY vomits violently. A sudden, catastrophic regurgitation

and part of it gets on ALAN.

The art books on the coffee table are also splashed.

MICHAEL (CONT'D)

Go get a bucket, go get a bucket.

PENELOPE rushes off while MICHAEL holds out the coffee tray,

just in case.

NANCY heaves again, but nothing comes out.

ALAN:

You should have gone to the bathroom.

Doodle, this is ridiculous.

MICHAEL:

Your suit took a hit.

11 INT. HALLWAY IN LONGSTREET APARTMENT - DAY 11

PENELOPE opens the broom closet and snatches a mop and pail

from within.

PENELOPE:

(to herself:
)

That stupid b*tch!

12 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY 12

PENELOPE very quickly returns with the mop and pail.

PENELOPE:

(as she enters the

room:
)

It couldn't be the cobbler. That much

I know.

The pail is passed to NANCY.

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MICHAEL:

It's not the cobbler, it's nerves.

This is just nerves.

PENELOPE:

(to ALAN:
)

You want to clean up in the bathroom?

Oh my God, my Kokoschka. Oh no.

NANCY vomits bile into the pail.

MICHAEL:

Give her some Reglan.

PENELOPE:

Not right away. She couldn't keep

anything down right now.

ALAN:

Where's the bathroom?

PENELOPE:

I'll show you the way.

PENELOPE and ALAN exit.

13 INT. HALLWAY - DAY 13

ALAN follows PENELOPE down the hall, past the kitchen and

the broom closet and, after a quick turn, they reach the

bathroom door. PENELOPE opens it and goes inside first.

14 INT. BATHROOM - DAY 14

PENELOPE quickly puts away a couple of personal items.

ALAN enters. He has already removed his jacket and tie and

his shirt has been sullied as well.

The room is small and they are embarrassingly close to one

another. PENELOPE is overheated.

She walks out.

ALAN is alone. He turns the faucet on and starts to wash his

jacket.

ALAN:

F***!

15 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY 15

In the living room, NANCY is still leaning over the pail.

MICHAEL is beside her.

40.

MICHAEL:

Like I always say, you can't get over

something when you're under it.

NANCY:

Uh-huh.

MICHAEL:

With me it's the back of my neck.

Gets all blocked up right here.

NANCY:

Uh-huh.

She spits up a little more bile.

PENELOPE, as frenetic as ever, comes back with a basin of

water and a sponge.

PENELOPE:

What do we do about the Kokoschka?

MICHAEL:

We can fix it. We’ll try Lysol, I

guess. Only problem is drying it. Or

else with plain water and you put

some cologne on there.

PENELOPE:

Cologne?

MICHAEL:

I got some of that Kronos I never

use.

PENELOPE:

The paper’s going to warp.

MICHAEL:

We could blow-dry it, then flatten it

out with some other books on top. Or

else iron it like dollar bills.

PENELOPE:

Oh God.

NANCY:

I'll buy you another one.

PENELOPE:

There is no other one. It's been outof-

print for years.

NANCY:

I'm so sorry.

41.

MICHAEL:

We can save it. Let me do this, Pen.

She hands him the basin and the sponge, wrinkling her nose.

MICHAEL starts cleaning the book.

PENELOPE:

It's a reprint, from more than twenty

years ago, of the catalog from the

1963 show in London.

MICHAEL:

Go get the blow-dryer. And the

Kouros. It's in the bathroom cabinet

with the sheets.

PENELOPE:

Her husband is in the bathroom.

MICHAEL:

He's not on the can!

She exits and he continues to clean.

MICHAEL (CONT'D)

I got most of it off. Little bit

on the Dolgans...

16 INT. BATHROOM - DAY 16

A knock on the door. PENELOPE enters.

ALAN is drying his jacket with the hair dryer.

She grabs the Kouros and goes back out.

17 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY 17

MICHAEL is now on all fours, cleaning the vomit off the

floor.

PENELOPE:

(to NANCY:
)

Are you feeling better?

NANCY:

Yes.

PENELOPE:

(to MICHAEL:
)

Should I spray?

MICHAEL:

Where's the blow-dryer?

42.

PENELOPE:

He’s using it.

MICHAEL:

We'll wait. We'll put the Kouros on

there last.

NANCY:

May I use the bathroom, too?

PENELOPE:

Of course. Yes, of course, of course.

NANCY:

I don't know what to say, I'm so

sorry.

18 INT. HALLWAY - DAY 18

PENELOPE shows NANCY down the hall.

NANCY enters the bathroom - PENELOPE closes the door behind

her.

PENELOPE:

Bring the blow dryer, please.

19 INT. BATHROOM - DAY 19

In the bathroom, NANCY is seated on the edge of the tub, her

arms at her sides.

ALAN, shirtless, is now drying his shirt. His jacket is

hanging on a peg above some bathrobes.

ALAN:

That was un-f***ing-believable, what

you did.

NANCY nods, cannot suppress a tiny smile.

ALAN (CONT'D)

Her cobbler is horrible.

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