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Cruel Intentions Page #7
SEBASTIAN:
Outstanding.
BLAINE:
Don't think it's not going to cost you.
SEBASTIAN:
No problem. Just make sure your front
door is unlocked. Shall we say the
"stroke of midnight" no pun intended?
Sebastian hands Blaine two hundred dollar bills.
Kathryn and Cecile sit on a blanket. A lavish picnic lies
around them. Kathryn wears large sunglasses, a scarf and
a hat to protect her from the sunlight. She sits behind
Cecile and braids her hair.
KATHRYN:
So, rumor has it that you went on a date
with Court Reynolds. I hear he's very
nice.
CECILE:
He's alright.
(giggles)
He kept talking about this bulimic
headcase he dumped over Fourth Of July.
KATHRYN:
Really? Bulimic headcase.
CECILE:
What a loser she must be.
(beat)
Anyhow, Court's invited me to the Hamptons
for Labor Day Weekend.
KATHRYN:
That's great.
CECILE:
You think so? I don't know. I guess I'm
just scared.
KATHRYN:
What are you scared of?
CECILE:
Ah duh. Boys. I've never even gone to
first base with a guy. What do I do?
KATHRYN:
Haven't you ever practiced with one of
your girlfriends?
CECILE:
Eww. No. That's gross.
KATHRYN:
It's not gross. How else do you think
girls learn? Here turn around and
face me.
Cecile turns and faces Kathryn, who removes her glasses.
KATHRYN (cont'd)
Now close your eyes and wet your lips.
CECILE:
Are you for real?
KATHRYN:
Do you want to learn or not?
CECILE:
I guess. It still sounds gross.
Cecile does as instructed. Kathryn leans in and kisses
her on the mouth.
KATHRYN:
See that wasn't so bad.
CECILE:
It was nothing.
KATHRYN:
Let's try it again, only this time I'm
going to stick my tongue in your
mouth. When I do that I want you to
massage my tongue with yours. That's
what first base is.
CECILE:
(reluctant)
Okay.
KATHRYN:
Eyes closed.
Cecile closes her eyes. Kathryn leans in and kisses her
again, only this time longer. She continues to kiss her
then gently pushes her tongue into Cecile's. Cecile does
as instructed and they start to make out.
Kathryn eyes look towards the ground where Cecile's hands
are now clutching the grass. Kathryn smiles and
continues her seduction.
She places her hand on Cecile's thigh and moves it under
her dress. Cecile lets out a soft sigh.
Kathryn breaks from the kiss. They look at each other
and smile.
KATHRYN (cont'd)
Not bad.
CECILE:
That was cool.
KATHRYN:
Maybe you should try it on your friend
Ronald sometime.
CECILE:
What are you saying?
KATHRYN:
Oh come on Cecile. He's crazy about
you.
CECILE:
Is it that obvious?
Kathryn nods.
CECILE (cont'd)
He sends me letters you know. Love
letters.
KATHRYN:
That's so romantic. Have you
responded?
CECILE:
No.
KATHRYN:
Well do you like him?
CECILE:
I don't know.
KATHRYN:
Cecile, we just made out in the middle
of Central Park. You can trust me.
CECILE:
(beat)
I do like him. I can't stop thinking
about him.
Cecile starts to cry. Kathryn hugs her.
CECILE (cont'd)
What am I going to do? If my mother
found out about Ronald she would kill
me.
Kathryn grabs her and looks her straight in the eye.
KATHRYN:
Listen to me. Your mother must never
know. Never.
CECILE:
Okay.
KATHRYN:
Did you hide the letters?
CECILE:
Yes. They're in this antique doll house
in my room.
KATHRYN:
I want you to make me copies of his
letters and bring them to me.
CECILE:
Why?
KATHRYN:
Cecile if there's one thing I'm great
at it's love letters. With my help,
he'll be eating out of the palm of
your hand. Perhaps we can arrange a
little get together for the two of you
at my house.
CECILE:
You'd do that for me?
KATHRYN:
Of course I would. We're friends,
right?
CECILE:
Best friends.
Cecile kisses her on the cheek and hugs Kathryn.
23 INT. ESTATE - ANNETTE'S GUEST ROOM - NIGHT 23
Little touches of Annette's life (photo of dead mother)
adorn the room. Annette is reading The Fountainhead when
she HEARS singing coming from outside. Unable to
concentrate, she walks out onto the balcony.
24 EXT. ESTATE - ANNETTE'S BALCONY - NIGHT 24
Annette steps onto the balcony.
HER P.O.V. - Sebastian lies in a floating pool chair
sipping a cocktail and listening to his Walkman and
singing Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" in German.
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