Cruel Intentions Page #21

She takes his hand and leads him down the hall.

85 INT. O'SHEA APARTMENT - ANNETTE'S GUEST ROOM - DAY 85

They enter a guest room.

ANNETTE:

And this is my room.

She closes the door behind them. She smiles and kisses

him.

ANNETTE (cont'd)

You think we can be quiet?

She embraces him. Sebastian remains lifeless.

SEBASTIAN:

This isn't working out for me anymore.

ANNETTE:

(smiling)

Yeah, me neither.

She looks him in the eye and can tell he's not joking.

ANNETTE (cont'd)

What's wrong?

SEBASTIAN:

It's not you, it's me. I'm completely

f***ed up.

ANNETTE:

What are you saying?

SEBASTIAN:

Why aren't you understanding?

ANNETTE:

I love you.

SEBASTIAN:

I know. I wish I felt the same.

Unfortunately, I feel nothing. I think

it was just the conquest. Sorry, I'm

completely f***ed up.

Annette bursts into tears.

ANNETTE:

Why are you trying to hurt me?

SEBASTIAN:

I'm just being honest. I just wanted to

see what you were like in bed.

She attacks him but he grabs her hands and fends her off.

He pushes her against the wall and covers her mouth with

his hand.

SEBASTIAN (cont'd)

Shh! Shh! I don't think Mrs. O'Shea

would appreciate you acting like a

total psychopath.

She slinks to the ground and continues to sob.

ANNETTE:

You don't know how to love.

SEBASTIAN:

You don't even know me. The fact of the

matter is there is some one I love.

She's smarter, prettier... you don't

even compare to her. The only reason I

am here is because she wants us to be

exclusive.

ANNETTE:

But you knew this was important to me.

SEBASTIAN:

What, your virginity? Well that's over

now.

Annette clutches her stomach and continues to sob. He moves

towards her.

ANNETTE:

Please go.

He opens the door.

SEBASTIAN:

Sorry. I'm completely f***ed up.

He leaves and closes the door behind him. Annette

continues to sob.

86 EXT. VALMONT TOWNHOUSE - DAY 86

A cab driver carries several shopping bags out of a cab.

87 INT. VALMONT TOWNHOUSE - HALLWAY - DAY 87

Kathryn walks down the hallway and enters her room.

88 INT. VALMONT TOWNHOUSE - KATHRYN'S BEDROOM - DAY 88

The room is dark. Kathryn flips on the light.

KATHRYN:

Jesus.

Sebastian is sitting in a chair, wearing his shades,

journal in hand.

KATHRYN:

A little melodramatic, don't you think.

SEBASTIAN:

I have a flair for drama.

KATHRYN:

Mind if I ask what you're doing in my

room?

SEBASTIAN:

You wanted an answer to your question.

KATHRYN:

Annette?

He takes off his glasses. We can tell he has been

crying.

SEBASTIAN:

Devastated beyond repair. I doubt

she'll ever trust a man again.

KATHRYN:

Well done.

He holds up a bottle of champagne.

SEBASTIAN:

I thought we should celebrate.

KATHRYN:

I'd love to, but unfortunately I'm

expecting some company.

SEBASTIAN:

Ronald?

KATHRYN:

Not that it's any of your business but

yes.

Sebastian holds up a letter.

SEBASTIAN:

From Ronald.

Kathryn takes the letter.

SEBASTIAN (cont'd)

I haven't had a chance to read it, but

I'm sure it goes something like "yahdah

yahdah yahdah you mean a lot to me.

Yahdah yahdah yahdah I hope we can be

friends. Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera."

You see, I expected your sort of

bullshit so I took the liberty of

phoning Ronald and Cecile. Right now

they're having a little get together

in my love shack at the Grand Central

Hyatt. I'm so sorry he chose Cecile

over you, but I promised him I would

see you through your crisis.

KATHRYN:

Well done.

SEBASTIAN:

Thank you. Now, where were we?

POP goes the champagne cork.

SEBASTIAN (cont'd)

Oh yeah, the celebration.

He reaches down and picks up two glasses. He fills them

and hands one to Kathryn.

SEBASTIAN (cont'd)

What shall we toast to?

KATHRYN:

To my triumph, of course.

SEBASTIAN:

Not my choice of toast, but it's your

call. To your triumph over Annette.

Kathryn giggles.

SEBASTIAN (cont'd)

What's so funny?

KATHRYN:

Silly rabbit. My triumph isn't over her.

It's over you.

SEBASTIAN:

Come again?

KATHRYN:

You were very much in love with her and

you're still in love with her. But it

amused me to make you ashamed of it.

You gave up on the first person you

ever loved because I called you names.

Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered that

you chose me over her, but please

understand, I never loved you,

Sebastian. You're just a toy. A little

toy I play with. And now you've

completely blown it with her. I think

that's the saddest thing I've ever

heard.

(smiles)

Cheers.

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