Elle Page #8
H.L.NE
No, no, it’s fine. This is great.
It’s great to finally meet you. Iwas thinking... I was hoping...
41.
MICHELLE:
At least, Richard won’t have to
introduce us now. We got theawkwardness out of the way.
H.L.NE
Was there awkwardness?
MICHELLE:
Well...
H.L.NE
I mean, of course, I’m sure there
would be... I guess there is... was.
MICHELLE:
But we’ve survived it.
H.l.ne smiles. Another awkward beat.
H.L.NE
We should get together some time.
MICHELLE:
We should... In fact, I’m having aChristmas party next week. Youshould come. You have to come.
H.L.NE
(smiling)
If I have to.
MICHELLE:
I’ll call Richard and give him allthe details... Anyway, I should letyou get back...
H.L.NE
Well, very nice to meet you.
(seeing Michelle,
sweating, almost faint)
Would you like some water?
MICHELLE:
I’m fine, thanks. Very nice to meet
you.
Michelle gets out of there as fast as she can.
42.
As soon as Michelle steps off the elevator, she notes thechanged atmosphere in the office. Her co-workers seem to lookaway quickly whenever she looks at them.
55 INT. MICHELLE’S OFFICE -- DAY 55
Michelle’s secretary sticks her head in.
SECRETARY:
Vincent called. He was calling fromPort Royal.
MICHELLE:
The hospital?
56 INT. HOSPITAL -- DAY 56
Michelle anxiously moves down the corridor, looking in roomsshe passes, getting little glimpses of mortality.
Vincent meets his mother out in the hall. A nervous wreck,
he’s still wearing his McDonald’s uniform. A very tall, dark-
skinned young man wearing a McDonald’s uniform stands by.
Inside the room, Josie starts screaming at a NURSE.
JOSIE (OFF)
Don’t tell me what the doctor told
me, b*tch! I know what the doctor
told me!
VINCENT:
She had blood in her underwear so
we came to the emergency room. Theyjust did an ultra-sound. They sayshe had a... a placenta...
The other kid in the McDonald’s uniform speaks up
MCDONALD’S KID
Placental abruption.
VINCENT:
They say everything’s ok butthey’re going to induce labor...
This is Omar.
MICHELLE:
Hello.
McDonald’s kid nods back. Richard arrives.
43.
VINCENT:
Dad!
RICHARD:
No news?
Vincent anxiously shakes his head. Father and son embrace.
57 INT. HOSPITAL - VENDING MACHINES -- MOMENTS LATER 57
Michelle inserts a dollar in a coffee machine. The bill is
noisily rejected.
RICHARD:
Suddenly we’re having a Christmas
party?
MICHELLE:
I thought we should meet. She’s
lovely, by the way.
Richard doesn’t believe this for a second. Michelle finishes
smoothing out her bill, inserts it again. Again, rejection.
RICHARD:
The whole thing sounds like one of
your little traps.
MICHELLE:
I’ve got bigger things to worry
than plotting diabolical Christmas
dinners... By the way, is there
anything she won’t eat? Any
allergies? Marty’s shedding like
crazy.
Richard’s skeptical. The machine makes its irritating SOUNDas it keeps rejecting the bill. He takes out his wallet.
RICHARD:
I never said a word when you went
with that violinist.
MICHELLE:
You know the difference! He was
married. With three kids. He had
all the requisite qualities. But
her... She’s a young, single woman
of child-bearing age. You broke the
rules.
44.
Richard puts his own bill in machine. It’s accepted.
RICHARD:
If we had an agreement like that,
you should’ve told me. It’s not myfault...
MICHELLE:
It is your fault. We should stillbe together. It is your fault.
RICHARD:
You left me, Michelle.
MICHELLE:
You hit me.
The words chill the air between them. She takes her coffee.
RICHARD:
If there’s one thing in my life Icould take back...
Vincent finds them, excited...
VINCENT:
It’s here!
58 INT. HOSPITAL - MATERNITY WARD -- DAY 58
Michelle, Richard, and Omar look at the brand new, lightlydark-skinned BABY, being held up by the Nurse on the otherside of the glass. Reverent silence till-
MICHELLE:
There’s going to have to be a DNA
test.
The others look askance at Michelle. She doesn’t notice, or
at least acts like she doesn’t.
59 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM -- DAY 59
Vincent slips an ice cube between the pale lips of Josie whooffers a wan smile and chews.
JOSIE:
Are they bringing him in?
VINCENT:
Right now.
45.
She gets suddenly emotional. Tears in her eyes.
JOSIE:
Everything’s going to be good for
him. I’m going to be good for him.
VINCENT:
What are you talking about? You’re
perfect.
That makes her start to out and out cry. The mid-wife rollsin the baby in an incubator. Josie brightens immediately.
Vincent spontaneously gives his father a big hug. He thenturns to Michelle and starts to hug her too but then holdsback as if remembering not to, just giving her a smileinstead.
Michelle watches as the baby is handed to Josie who seems alittle disconcerted as it starts crying.
VINCENT (CONT’D)
Guess he’s hungry.
Josie looks around at everyone in the room, seeminguncharacteristically shy.
VINCENT (CONT’D)
We’ll give you a minute.
Josie looks at Michelle. Her expression turns resolute,
defiant.
JOSIE:
No. It’s alright.
Josie bears a breast and we now see what she was abashed
about:
a crude and truly ugly tattoo, a banner over a fadedheart with the name ‘ERIC’. Josie doesn’t avert her eyes fromMichelle, silently communicating she knows it’s a legacy ofpast stupidity and daring Michelle to say anything about it.Michelle smokes a cigarette by the breezeway. The Nurse isout here too. Michelle trades smiles with her.
MICHELLE:
I had him here in this same
hospital- my son.
NURSE:
That’s amazing.
46.
MICHELLE:
Not really. But what is a little
amazing, I guess, is that my friend
Anna... you met her?
NURSE:
I did.
MICHELLE:
She had her baby here the same
night. This is where we met. Her
child was still-born. She asked if
she could breast-feed my baby.
NURSE:
Oh my.
MICHELLE:
I said “go ahead.” I wonder about
that - they’ve always been
exceptionally close, Anna and my
son. I wonder if some kind of
imprinting took place. Like with
ducks. On the other hand, myself-
sometimes, I look at Vincent, this
inconsequential lout I squeezed out
of my own body and realize I don’t
know him at all.
Michelle notices the tall, turbaned McDonald’s kid exitingthe hospital. He throws Michelle a cheerful wave in passing.
Michelle directs the Nurse’s attention to him with a nod.
MICHELLE (CONT’D)
He’s got a bounce in his step.
You’re something of an expert- does
he have the air of a new father?
The nurse isn’t sure what Michelle is implying, so she justsmiles.
MICHELLE (CONT’D)
See? I don’t know anything I should
know. Like telling Anna “go ahead,”
all those years ago - was that what a
normal woman would have done? There
are just some things I never learned.
61 INT. MICHELLE’S CAR -- NIGHT 61
Almost every house on her street has its colorful Xmas lightsup now. Approaching her driveway, Michelle stops, seeing aPRIVATE SECURITY CAR in the middle of the street.
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