Erin Brockovich Page #7

ED:

Oh. Huh.

(beat)

Well, look, I have to open a file.

Real estate thing. Pro-bono.

He plunks the box of papers & files on her desk. She stares

at it, with no idea of how to go about that.

ERIN:

Oh. Okay.

He sees her staring at the box.

ED:

You do know how to do that, don't

you?

ERIN:

Yeah. I got it. No problem.

ED:

Good.

Ed heads out, but pauses before leaving.

ED:

You're a girl.

ERIN:

Excuse me?

ED:

How come you're not at lunch with

the girls? You're a girl.

ERIN:

I guess I'm not the right kind.

Erin goes back to work. Ed starts out then stops.

ED:

Look, you may want to -- I mean, now

that you're working here -- you may

want to rethink your... wardrobe a

little.

ERIN:

Why is that?

ED:

Well... I think maybe... some of the

girls are a little uncomfortable

because of what you wear.

ERIN:

Is that so? Well, it just so happens,

I think I look nice. And as long as

I have one ass instead of two, like

most of the "girls" you have working

here, I'm gonna wear what I like if

that's alright with you?

Ed hides a smile. He nods. As he exits, Erin returns to work

and remarks, without looking up...

ERIN:

You may want to re-think those ties

you wear..

Suddenly self-conscious, Ed looks down to his chest...

INT. MASRY & VITITOE - FILE ROOM - NIGHT

Erin is at her desk, staring bewildered at the files from

the box Ed gave her, which are now spread across her desktop.

She sees Anna packing up her things to leave.

ERIN:

Anna? With this real-estate stuff --

could you remind me, cause I'm a

little confused about how exactly we

do that. Why are there medical records

and blood samples in real estate

files?

ANNA:

(exasperated)

Erin, you've been here long enough.

If you don't know how to do your job

by now, I am not about to do it for

you.

EXT. BABY-SITTER'S HOUSE - EARLY EVENING

Erin arrives to pick up her children from the unkempt baby-

sitter. She knocks. No answer. She knocks and calls out. No

answer. She looks through window. It appears no one is there.

She panics.

INT. ERIN'S HOUSE - EARLY EVENING

Erin runs into her house calling her children's names. No

answer. She is almost near tears with panic, rushing through

each room. She grabs the phone to call the police when she

hears --

The sound of her children laughing, outside.

ERIN:

Matthew! Katie!

EXT. ERIN'S HOUSE - EARLY EVENING

She runs outside, trying to locate the voices. She follows

the sounds of her children laughing and talking, towards the

back of her yard, which sits across from:

EXT. GEORGE'S BACKYARD - EARLY EVENING

Katie and Matthew are sitting at a picnic table, eating

hamburgers and hot dogs, barbecued by George, who sits

opposite them with little Beth on his lap. They all seem

right at home. Erin is confused.

ERIN:

What the hell happened?

MATTHEW/KATIE

Hi mom...

GEORGE:

Hey. You hungry?

ERIN:

What are they doing here? I went to

pick them up --

GEORGE:

She came by about an hour ago. Said

something came up and she had to

drop the kids off.

ERIN:

Something came up! Why didn't she

call me at work?

GEORGE:

(Erin is fearsome)

I don't know. She... I... she... I

don't know.

ERIN:

THAT F***ING B*TCH!

MATTHEW:

MOM!

ERIN:

Sorry!! I can't believe she just

dumps my kids off when nobody's home!!

GEORGE:

I was home.

(Erin realizes this)

They're fine.

The kids are being fed a full meal with clean plates and

napkins and glasses of milk. Beth acts like she's known George

all her life.

Erin doesn't know what to say. George just smiles.

INT. ERIN'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

George is on the floor with Matt and Katie, playing war.

Katie points to the Harley emblem on his leather jacket.

Both kids are dressed for bed. Erin watches them interact

with George. She notices how good he is with them. How

comfortable they are with him.

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