Confidence Page #14

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Michael takes several deep breaths. With trepidation in his

step, he heads into the great unknown of the crowded store...

EXT. TARGET - 30 MINUTES LATER

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Michael emerges from the store, quite pleased with himself

that he made it out alive. He commands a cart heaped full of

useless gadgets and trinkets, a half dozen picture frames and

about 20 decorative pillows.

EXT. GROUNDS - HILLVIEW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY

Letty and her mother walk briskly through the gardens.

MRS. MAYER

Must you walk so quickly?

LETTY:

It's good exercise, Mom.

MRS. MAYER

I've got 26 years on you. If we

could just slow down, we could talk

so much easier.

Letty slackens her pace.

MRS. MAYER

I'm so thankful you'll be leaving

next week. If you want me to pick

you up, I will.

LETTY:

I've already made arrangements.

MRS. MAYER

Ruthie mentioned that Michael might

be coming for you.

Letty stops and wags her finger at her mother.

LETTY:

Mom, we agreed. You can visit, but

you're not allowed to mention

Michael.

MRS. MAYER

Not even if it's something

positive?

LETTY:

Nyet. That's the condition.

Mother and daughter keep walking in silence.

MRS. MAYER

Have you spoken to Paul at all?

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LETTY:

One more and you're out.

MRS. MAYER

Honestly, Letty.

LETTY:

A deal's a deal.

The two walk on in silence.

Silence.

More silence.

MRS. MAYER

Have you heard the figure on how

much Queen Elizabeth's going to pay

in taxes this year?

Letty stops walking. She turns a sunny smile on her mother,

then hugs her.

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LETTY:

I knew you had it in you.

INT. LETTY'S ROOM - HILLVIEW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY

Letty neatly folds garments and lays them in a suitcase. Dr.

Emlee looks on.

DR. EMLEE

So, we'll meet every Tuesday and

Friday. And if you have any kind

of emergency, you can page me.

LETTY:

OK, good. That's good. Thanks an

awful lot for everything, and for

coming down here to see me off.

DR. EMLEE

It was just a little going-away

gesture.

LETTY:

I have a going-away gesture for

you, too.

DR. EMLEE

Oh?

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Letty puts her hand in her suitcase and rummages through the

clothes, creating a jumbled mess. She snaps the luggage

closed. Bits of clothing hang out. They LAUGH.

INT. NURSES’ STATION - HILLVIEW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY

Letty sets her duffel bag down next to two suitcases. She

hugs Marie, John, Thomas, then walks over to Mrs. Hallstrom,

who hangs back from the group. Letty embraces her.

LETTY:

I'll miss you, Mrs. Hallstrom.

There's no response. Letty goes to Nurse Gates and hugs her.

NURSE GATES:

Take care, Letty. And, let me know

if you need help with any spiders.

LETTY:

You know I will. Thanks for

everything.

Letty walks toward Michael, who gathers up her bags.

MICHAEL:

See you later, guys.

Michael and Letty walk through the VISITING ROOM...

MICHAEL:

Aren't you supposed to throw a

bouquet or something?

LETTY:

Aren't you ever quiet?

They walk out the doors onto the FRONT STEPS OF THE HOSPITAL.

Michael grabs Letty's hand as they hurry down the steps.

MICHAEL:

Where to?

LETTY:

I've heard the mission in Santa

Barbara is the place to go.

EXT. SANTA BARBARA MISSION - MAGIC HOUR

In the background, the Spanish-style mission blends into the

hillside. Letty and Michael sit on a bluff, holding hands.

They look out at the ocean, where the sun heads toward the

waves in a fiery red glow.

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INT. HALLWAY - MICHAEL'S APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

Michael and Letty walk down the hall. Michael stops at a door

and showcases it. He jingles the keys.

MICHAEL:

This is it -- 3B. Check it out.

LETTY:

Open up. I want to see.

MICHAEL:

Close your eyes.

Letty claps her hands over her eyes. Michael opens the door

and guides her into his castle.

INT. MICHAEL'S APARTMENT - SAME

MICHAEL:

OK. Open them.

Letty surveys the territory. Forget tables, chairs and

couches. Throw pillows are strewn everywhere.

LETTY:

Wow.

MICHAEL:

You like it?

Letty picks up a pillow and runs her hand over the fabric.

She pauses a moment before speaking.

LETTY:

I love the pillows.

MICHAEL:

Throw pillows, Letty. The sales

lady said they're the latest thing.

LETTY:

Very trendy. Let's see the rest.

Michael leads Letty to the bedroom.

INT. BEDROOM - SAME

A futon bed, draped with a mosquito net, rests in the corner.

Two TVs take center stage.

LETTY:

It's TV heaven.

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MICHAEL:

I was tired of watching what

everyone else wants to watch. Now

we can watch two shows at once.

LETTY:

Let's try out the bed.

Michael grabs her hand and pulls her toward the door.

MICHAEL:

You've got to see the kitchen

first.

INT. KITCHEN - SAME

MICHAEL:

Do you like it?

LETTY:

I love your apartment.

MICHAEL:

Really?

LETTY:

You'll never get rid of me.

Michael kisses Letty on the lips.

LETTY:

What do you say we go out to dinner

to celebrate?

MICHAEL:

Out? Are you kidding? I've got

all the fixings here.

Off Letty's look of surprise, we watch Michael open a

cupboard door. The shelves are filled from top to bottom

with cans of Spaghetti-O's.

Letty squeezes Michael in a bear hug.

INT. BEDROOM - MICHAEL'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Letty, in a T-shirt, and Michael, in boxers, lounge on the

futon. They watch both TVs -- one tuned-in to Jay Leno, the

other to David Letterman.

Michael eats from a can of Spaghetti-O's. Letty reaches over

with her fork and snags a mouthful from Michael's can.

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LETTY:

How can you not like the Top 10

List?

MICHAEL:

I like it. But Headlines are

better.

LETTY:

You're so wrong.

Letty takes her remote and increases the volume on her TV.

As Letterman gets louder, Michael zaps his volume.

It's a war. Letterman then Leno get LOUDER and LOUDER and

LOUDER until Letty makes a might lunge. She wrests Michael's

remote from him. Letty MUTES both TVs.

MICHAEL:

Hey.

LETTY:

It's sex time.

Michael mockingly checks his watch. Letty climbs on top of

him. Michael rolls on top of her.

MICHAEL:

I think it's my turn.

CLOSE on their faces as Michael gently licks the side of

Letty's mouth.

LETTY:

Did I get spaghetti sauce on my

face?

MICHAEL:

No.

Michael licks Letty's nose.

LETTY:

Michael.

MICHAEL:

Shhhh.

Michael and Letty look into each other's eyes, bathed in the

blue light thrown off by the twin televisions.

Michael places a pillow gently beneath Letty's head. He

caresses her face.

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Letty's eyes are alive to every look, every touch. Michael

kisses her slowly on the forehead, the nose, and the lips.

CLOSE on Letty's hands as she reaches up to stroke Michael's

forehead and caress his temple.

CLOSER on her hands as Letty runs them through Michael's

hair, then twists a curly lock around her finger.

SOFT MOANS as we

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