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Chasing Amy Page #11
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 113 min
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HOLDEN:
You're so out of line right now..,
BANKY:
You don't even know this girl! Big
deal, she's from Middletown and she
went to North! All the girls at North
were b*tches and sluts anyway! And
this one's got them beat by a mile
because she's a b*tch/slut/dyke!
HOLDEN:
Watch your f***ing mouth, is all I'm
going to tell you..
BANKY:
Oh why? Do you get my back when she
bashes me? Because I know she does.
And do you know why she does? Because
I won't play her f***ing game!
HOLDEN:
Sometimes your paranoia and suspicious
bullshit is amusing. Sometimes it's
just f***ing annoying as piss!
BANKY:
What is it about this girl? You know
you have no shot at getting her into
bed! Why do you bother wasting time
with her? Because you're Holden
f***ing McNeil - most persistent
traveller on the road that's not the
path of least resistance!
Everything's gotta be a f***ing
challenge for you, and this little
relationship with that b*tch is a
prime example of your f***ing
condition. Well I don't need a
f***ing magic eight ball to look into
your future; you want a forecast?
Here - will Holden ever f*** Alyssa.
(shakes and looks at
imaginary ball)
What a shock - "Not f***ing likely"!
This relationship of your's is
affecting you, our work and our
friendship, and the time's going to
come when I throw down the gauntlet
and say it's me or her! And then
what're you going to say?!
HOLDEN:
(beat)
I think you should let this one go.
BANKY:
No, what would you say? Would you
trash twenty years of friendship
because you've got some idiotic notion
that this chick would even let you
sniff her panties, let alone f***
her?!
HOLDEN:
Let it go...
BANKY:
What the f***.. WHAT THE F*** MAKES
THIS B*TCH ALL THAT IMPORTANT?!?!
Holden looks at Banky for a long beat.
HOLDEN:
I'm in love with her, man.
Banky stares at him. Holden stares back. Banky looks
into Holden's eyes. Suddenly, he softens a bit. He
drops his head.
BANKY:
F***.
Banky walks away. Holden watches him go and exits.
INT DINER - NIGHT
Holden and Alyssa sit at a booth. Alyssa picks through
her food. Holden looks at the check and pulls money from
his wallet.
HOLDEN:
I wish you were the one being pursued
by M-TV.
ALYSSA:
Oh really?
HOLDEN:
Sure. Then you could sell our and
maybe pick up the check once in
awhile.
ALYSSA:
(drops her fork and wipes her
hands)
We're leaving!
HOLDEN:
Well it's not like this is a bed and
breakfast,
ALYSSA:
I've got a little business to conduct.
She grabs her bag and slides out of the booth. Holden
watches her, then follows.
A23. Alyssa slides up to the cashier's desk as does
Holden, who offers a puzzled shrug. Alyssa offers the
'just wait' finger. The CASHIER turns to her.
ALYSSA:
Are you an authorized deal-maker in
this establishment? Do you have the
power to negotiate.
CASHIER:
You wanna haggle over the price of
your French Dip?
ALYSSA:
I want to haggle over the price of
fine art.
CASHIER:
What do you mean?
ALYSSA:
(pointing OC)
There. By the kitchen. That
painting.
CASHIER:
What about it?
ALYSSA:
The price tag says seventy five.
CASHIER:
So!
HOLDEN:
(to Alyssa)
Tell me you're kidding!
ALYSSA:
I'll give you fifty.
CASHIER:
(to OC)
Manuel! Bring, me the Dyksiezski off
the wall.
(to Alyssa)
All my years in the diner business,
I've waited for this day - the day
when someone wanted to buy one of the
pictures.
ALYSSA:
(holds out hand)
Alyssa Jones. Pleased to meet you.
CASHIER:
You say you want to haggle, but you
don't know rule one about haggling,
which you just broke: you never give
your name. The name is power, and to
give the opponent that piece of you is
to give away victory.
ALYSSA:
transaction. We're not opponents.
CASHIER:
(accepting painting from
BUSBOY)
Oh, but we are - if you think I'm
letting this beautiful piece go for
fifty.
ALYSSA:
Ah-ha!
(to Holden)
Now we're haggling.
It's drizzling outside. Holden drives. Alyssa hugs her
painting and pushes her bare feet against the windshield,
making footprints.
HOLDEN:
I've always wondered what kind of
people buy those things. I can't
believe you talked him down to twenty
five!
ALYSSA:
It was looking shakey when he told me
the artist was a blind cripple with a
hump-back, but I held my ground.
There's no room for sympathy in the
buyer's market.
HOLDEN:
Where are you going to hang it?
ALYSSA:
I'm not. You are.
HOLDEN:
You want me to hang it for you? You
better hope it doesn't get out to the
girl-nation that you needed a man to
help you hang a picture.
ALYSSA:
You're going to hang it in your house.
I bought it for you.
HOLDEN:
(laughs)
Yeah, right.
ALYSSA:
(looks at him)
I'm serious.
Holden stares at her.
HOLDEN:
Why?
ALYSSA:
Because it's captured the moment.
It'll be a constant reminder - not
just of tonight, but of our
introduction, the building of our
friendship, everything. Make no
mistake about it my Friend - it's a
gift to you, from me, so you'll always
remember us.
Holden stares ahead. Then he swerves the wheel to the
right.
EXT ROADSIDE - NIGHT
The car pulls to the side of the road. The rain is a bit
heavier now.
INT CAR - NIGHT
Holden throws the car into park
ALYSSA:
Why are we stopping?
HOLDEN:
Because I can't take it.
ALYSSA:
Can't take what?
HOLDEN:
I love you.
ALYSSA:
(beat)
You love me.
HOLDEN:
I love you. And not in a friendly
way, although I think we're great
friends. And not in a misplaced
affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm
sure that's what you'll call it. And
it's not because you're unattainable.
I love you. Very simple, very truly.
You're the epitome of every attribute
and quality I've ever looked for in
another person. I know you think of
me as just a friend and crossing that
line is the furthest thing from an
option you'd ever consider. But I
can't do this any longer. I can't
stand next to you without wanting to
hold you. I can't look into your eyes
without feeling that longing you only
read about in trashy romance novels.
I can't talk to you without wanting to
express my love for everything you
are. I know this will probably queer
our friendship - no pun intended - but
I had to say it, because I've never
felt this before, and I like who I am
because of it. And if bringing it to
light means we can't hang out anymore,
then that hurts me. But I couldn't
allow another day to go by without
getting it out there, regardless of
the outcome, which by the look on your
face is to be the inevitable shoot-
down. And I'll accept that But I know
some part of you is hesitating for a
moment, and if there is a moment of
hesitation, that means you feel
something too. All I ask is that you
not suppress that - at least for ten
minutes - and try to dwell in it
before you dismiss it.
There isn't another soul on this
f***ing planet who's ever made me the
person I am when I'm with you, and I
would risk this friendship for the
chance to take it to the next plateau.
Because it's there between you and me.
You can't deny that. And even if we
never speak again after tonight,
please know that I'm forever changed
because of you and what you've meant
to me, which - while I do appreciate
it - I'd never need a painting of
birds bought at a diner to remind me
of.
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