Confidence Page #15

INT. BEDROOM - MICHAEL'S APARTMENT - DAY

CLOSE on Letty's hand, resting on the comforter on Michael's

bed. The alarm clock RINGS. Letty's hand slaps it into

submission.

INT. BEDROOM - MICHAEL'S APARTMENT - LATER

Letty's still in bed, a look of bliss across her face.

MICHAEL:

Letty? Rise and shine.

LETTY'S POV:

Michael's face fills her vision.

BACK TO SCENE:

Letty's eyes close.

Not yet.

LETTY:

MICHAEL:

I'll be forced to tickle you.

Letty opens one eye and glares at him.

Go away.

LETTY:

MICHAEL:

How about this? It's 10:30.

Letty bolts upright.

LETTY:

I'm supposed to meet the principal

in half an hour.

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MICHAEL:

I'll see you tonight.

Michael gives her a kiss and walks into the LIVING ROOM.

Michael adjusts his tie. Letty, naked, runs into the room

and throws her arms around his neck.

LETTY:

Good luck.

MICHAEL:

You, too. Kick ass today.

Michael walks out the door. Letty thinks for a minute. She

flings open the door and yells to Michael's retreating back.

INT. HALLWAY - SAME

LETTY:

My apartment tonight. You can meet

Beast.

Michael swings around.

MICHAEL:

Sounds good. Oh, and Letty?

LETTY:

Yeah?

MICHAEL:

(yelling)

You've got one hell of a great

body.

The door across the hall opens. A LITTLE OLD MAN stares at

Letty's naked figure. She slams Michael's apartment door.

INT. LIVING ROOM - MICHAEL'S APARTMENT - SAME

Letty collapses in GIGGLES.

INT. PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE - CHASEN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - DAY

Letty sits across from the principal.

PRINCIPAL GAIL:

I didn't have any choice but to

include the parents' letters in

your file.

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LETTY:

Well, I understand. I know my

behavior was poor.

PRINCIPAL GAIL:

So, in light of how the parents

feel, and the fact the students are

doing so well with the substitute,

I don't think I can put you back in

the classroom just yet.

LETTY:

Look, Gail, I've been a good

teacher.

PRINCIPAL GAIL:

I know, Letty. But the incident

with Zach was frightening for the

children.

(beat)

Now if you'd come to me, explained

what was going on...

LETTY:

Believe me, I wish I'd understood

what was going on. I've worked

really hard to get better.

.

PRINCIPAL GAIL:

I'm glad you're doing well.

LETTY:

I've already thought about how to

tell the kids where I was.

Letty hands the principal a letter.

LETTY:

And I'd like to send the parents

this letter of explanation. With

your support, I think they can

accept me.

The principal reads the letter.

PRINCIPAL GAIL:

It's a very nice letter. But I

have to go with what's best for the

students.

LETTY:

What does that mean?

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PRINCIPAL GAIL:

I need someone to work on budget

projections.

LETTY:

Office work?

PRINCIPAL GAIL:

Or, of course, you could take a

sabbatical the rest of the year.

INT. BANK - DAY

Michael sits at a back desk with MR. SMYTHE, who wears a

three-piece pin-striped suit and taps a pencil on his knee.

MR. SMYTHE

It's not that we're doubting your

intelligence, Mr. Santucci. But

your work history shows so many

interruptions.

MICHAEL:

I know, but as I said...

MR. SMYTHE

I appreciate your candor about your

illness, but my bosses are

concerned.

MICHAEL:

I can do the job.

MR. SMYTHE

Between you and me, my uncle, he

has some mental problems, and I

know what you're going through. If

it were up to me, I'd hire you.

Michael's already standing.

MICHAEL:

Right. Thanks for your help.

He shakes Mr. Smythe's hand, and, downcast, gets out of the

bank as quickly as he can.

INT. LIVING ROOM - LETTY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Letty sits on the floor. She gulps down some aspirin, then

hauls Beast into her lap. The doorbell RINGS.

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LETTY:

It's open.

Michael walks in, and looks around.

MICHAEL:

Gosh, Letty, this is a great place.

LETTY:

Thanks.

He kisses her, and lies down on the floor to stroke the cat.

.

MICHAEL:

This must be Beast.

LETTY:

That's Mr. Beast to you.

MICHAEL:

How was your day?

LETTY:

I bombed. It's either work in the

office or nothing.

MICHAEL:

Sounds grim.

LETTY:

Yeah. How was the job search?

Michael makes a thumbs-down gesture.

LETTY:

Who ever said sanity was fun?

MICHAEL:

It doesn't matter. It'll work out.

LETTY:

Promise?

MICHAEL:

Promise.

(beat)

As long as we have steak.

LETTY:

Steak?

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MICHAEL:

It's a well-known fact that a red-

meat dinner can cure the blues.

(beat)

You and Beast wait here. I'll be

back in a jiff.

Letty gives Michael a tired smile. Michael jumps up and

leaves. A moment passes. The door opens again.

MICHAEL:

While I'm gone why don't you slip

into something a little more naked?

EXT. GROCERY STORE - NIGHT

Michael walks out of the grocery store, loaded down with

bags. He carries a bottle of wine and a bunch of flowers.

He passes two ladies who gossip outside the store.

LADY ONE:

I can't believe he did that.

LADY TWO:

What a weirdo.

Michael stops abruptly. He turns back and looks at the

women. They LAUGH.

Michael starts toward the car. He hears more LAUGHTER from

the women. He turns back and walks up to them.

MICHAEL:

Don't ever talk about me again, you

hear me?

The women pull back in fright.

INT. KITCHEN - LETTY'S APARTMENT - LATER

Letty, in a skimpy negligee, lights candles on the table.

Michael enters with the groceries and wine.

LETTY:

I thought maybe you got lost.

MICHAEL:

The store was busy.

LETTY:

You got wine. That's great.

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MICHAEL:

Would you mind if we just called it

an early night?

LETTY:

You go ahead and relax. I'll cook.

.

MICHAEL:

I think I should go home.

LETTY:

Are you OK?

MICHAEL:

Big restaurant interview tomorrow.

LETTY:

But what about the red meat-blues

thing?

MICHAEL:

You know, we've got that dinner

with my parents tomorrow, too. I

should really get some rest

tonight.

Michael gives Letty a kiss good night. He leaves. She

stares after him. Reluctantly, she blows out the candles and

starts putting the groceries away.

LETTY:

(to Beast)

How's filet sound?

INT. RESTAURANT - DAY

The coffee shop hasn't opened for business yet. Michael and

six people in their early 20s fill out applications.

Michael stares blankly at his application. He fills out his

name. He can't get any further.

TWO OTHER APPLICANTS glance toward him. Michael tries to

write. He can't.

MICHAEL:

(under his breath)

No, no, no. Not now. No.

The other applicants look toward Michael and quickly avert

their eyes. The RESTAURANT MANAGER walks up to the group.

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Michael grabs his briefcase and walks out of the restaurant.

His application, incomplete, remains on the table.

INT. KITCHEN - SANTUCCI HOUSE - NIGHT

This kitchen is the heart of the home--copper pots, two pasta

makers and every size wooden spoon made.

Letty, lightly dusted with flour, mixes fresh pasta with her

hands. Mrs. Santucci peers into the bowl.

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