Cruel Intentions Page #6

SEBASTIAN:

Sebastian Valmont.

She smiles, but before he releases her hand:

SEBASTIAN (cont'd)

So tell me, Annette. I'm curious, since

you've never had sex do you touch

yourself?

She whisks her hand away and storms out of the stable.

SEBASTIAN (cont'd)

What did I say?

19 INT. CALDWELL APARTMENT - STUDY - DAY 19

CLOSE ON:
A hand stroking the bridge of a cello.

RONALD (O.S.)

That's good, that's good.

WE PULL BACK:

Cecile sits in front Of a cello. Next to her sits RONALD

CLIFFORD, a well-mannered fifteen year old African

American. Holding his own cello, he is giving her a

music lesson.

RONALD (cont'd)

Now let's try the A minor scale.

Cecile attempts the A minor scale, f***ing up badly.

Kathryn enters and shudders in silence.

RONALD (cont'd)

Once more, and remember the third note

is flat.

Cecile tries again and once again screws up.

CECILE:

Oh, I suck. I suck.

RONALD:

Relax. It's okay. Take a deep breath.

Cecile takes a deep breath

RONALD (cont'd)

You're concentrating too much on your

bowing. Let it flow.

He stands and sits behind her.

RONALD (cont'd)

Here, let me help you.

He places his hand over hers.

RONALD (cont'd)

Now close your eyes and let's try again.

She closes her eyes and they repeat the scale. It sounds

much better. Ronald takes the moment to study Cecile's

face. It's obvious he's smitten with her.

ON KATHRYN:
who watches from the door. A grin crosses

her face.

Ronald replaces her other hand and plays a beautiful Bach

Sonata, with he and Cecile sharing the bowing. He closes

his eyes as the music takes over him. Now Cecile opens

her eyes and gazes into his. The feeling is mutual.

ON KATHRYN:
She accidentally bangs her hand onto a table

which causes a metal tray to fall to the ground.

Ronald and Cecile look up as Kathryn replaces the tray

KATHRYN:

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.

Your playing was beautiful.

Ronald quickly stands and moves away from Cecile

CECILE:

Kathryn, this is Ronald Clifford. He's

giving me music lessons over the

summer.

Ronald approaches and shakes Kathryn's hand.

RONALD:

Pleased to meet you.

KATHRYN:

Likewise I'm sure.

CECILE:

Ronald is one of the few high school

students attending Juliard. He's

composing his first opera.

RONALD:

It's based on the life of Doctor

Martin Luther King.

CECILE:

Doctor King is my favorite.

Ronald shakes his head, but laughs. Cecile looks at him

and smiles. Kathryn rolls her eyes.

RONALD:

I guess our hour's up. Same time

tomorrow?

Cecile nods.

20 EXT. BLAINE'S HOUSE - DAY 20

Another nice home in Connecticut. Sebastian's Porsche is

parked outside.

21 INT. BLAINE'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY 21

A typical teenagers bedroom, expect this one is a shrine

to Herb Ritts homo-erotic art.

BLAINE TUTTLE, Oakwood Prep's resident drug-dealer and

open homosexual, sits at his desk separating pot seeds

from his stash.

Sebastian paces behind him.

SEBASTIAN:

Unbelievable. Some fag, no offense -

BLAINE:

- none taken -

SEBASTIAN:

- wrote a letter to this chick and saying

sh*t about me.

BLAINE:

Any ideas who it could be?

SEBASTIAN:

Blaine, if I knew who it was that person

wouldn't be alive right now.

BLAINE:

Where did you say she's from?

SEBASTIAN:

Kansas. Who the hell do I know in Kansas?

BLAINE:

Greg McConnell.

SEBASTIAN:

The football stud?

BLAINE:

He's from Kansas City. I wouldn't be

surprised if he was your rat.

SEBASTIAN:

It would make sense. McConnell hates me.

I fingered his girlfriend at the game

last year.

BLAINE:

I don't think that bothered him.

SEBASTIAN:

What do you mean?

BLAINE:

Let's just say Greg likes tackling tight

ends on and off the field.

SEBASTIAN:

Are you shitting me?

BLAINE:

I sh*t you not. McConnell used to sneak

in my dorm room drunk every month. We'd

go at it for a while, then as soon as

he'd cum, he starts freaking out. You

know -

(imitating Greg)

"What are you doing, man? I'm not a fag.

I'll kick your ass if you say anything."

(beat)

It's like, for Christsakes Greg, you're

gay, deal with it. The only reason why

I let him continue with his charade is

because he's got a mouth like a Hoover.

SEBASTIAN:

Too bad he's in Kansas this summer.

BLAINE:

Not anymore. Football team started

practice last week. He's already called

me to hook up.

SEBASTIAN:

Really. You think you could arrange a

little get together with him tonight on

my behalf?

BLAINE:

Hmmm. I do believe Bravo is showing

Spartacus on television tonight.

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