Erin Brockovich Page #8

KATIE:

What's that stand for?

GEORGE:

That's for Harley Davidson. The best

damn motorcycle ever made.

ERIN:

And if I catch either of you anywhere

near one, I'll knock you silly. Go

on to bed, now -- I'll come tuck you

in, in a minute.

They get up...

GEORGE:

'Night.

KATIE AND MATT:

'Night.

...and head into bed. George starts cleaning up the cards.

GEORGE:

Great kids.

Erin bends down to help him.

ERIN:

Yeah, well... I'm sure I'll f***

them up eventually.

GEORGE:

Why?

ERIN:

I'm never here. I'm obviously not a

good judge of character or I would

have never left them with that idiot

who cost a fortune and smelled like

chicken fat. After I find her and

kill her, I don't know what I'm going

to do.

GEORGE:

If you need help with them, I could

do that.

ERIN:

I'm not gonna leave my kids with

you.

GEORGE:

Why not?

ERIN:

'Cause I don't even know you.

GEORGE:

What do you want to know? Ask me.

ERIN:

Look, thanks for today but --

GEORGE:

You're welcome.

Erin doesn't know what to say.

GEORGE:

What's the matter, you got so many

friends in this world, you can't use

one more? I'm serious. If you need

someone to keep an eye on them --

after school or something -- I don't

have a job now, so I'm around in the

afternoons.

ERIN:

Oh, that's a great recommendation.

You're unemployed?

GEORGE:

By choice. I work when I need to.

ERIN:

Yeah? And what do you do the rest of

the time, live off your trust fund?

GEORGE:

I do construction, which pays real

good. And I make it last by living

cheap.

ERIN:

(with a little laugh)

I hope that's not supposed to impress

me.

GEORGE:

Are you this hard on everyone who

tries to help you?

ERIN:

It's been a while. I'm out of

practice.

GEORGE:

Then lemme remind you, the polite

thing is to say, thank you, it's a

real nice offer, I don't mind taking

you up on it.

ERIN:

Why in the hell would you want to

watch my kids?

GEORGE:

Cause I like kids. I like hanging

out with them.

ERIN:

Right.

She starts cleaning up the cards.

GEORGE:

I do. I like how they keep it all

simple, you know? They don't get all

complicated, like grown-ups do. A

bicycle and an ice cream cone --

boom, done, they're happy.

Erin thinks about the offer.

ERIN:

You're around every afternoon?

GEORGE:

Yup. Usually working on my bike.

She's tempted.

GEORGE:

No big deal. If it doesn't work out,

you can send 'em back to the chicken

lady.

Tempting. Erin looks him over, then, as she exits:

ERIN:

This isn't gonna get you laid, you

know.

George laughs.

INT. ERIN'S HOUSE - ERIN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

The wee hours. Erin's in a T-shirt, sitting on her mattress

on the floor. The paperwork from the box is now spread all

over the floor around her. She's reading a letter.

CLOSE ON THE LETTER

It's from PG&E, to Donna Peter Irving. We see the phrases,

"purchase your house...," "fair market value..."

CLOSE ON ANOTHER DOCUMENT

It's a list of comparable house sales in the area. Owner,

cost; owner, cost. Every house is in the $65,000 range.

From another room, she hears the sound of BETH CRYING. Still

reading the file, Erin gets up and goes into:

INT. ERIN'S HOUSE - BETH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Still reading, Erin gets Beth out of her crib. Beth quiets.

INT. ERIN'S HOUSE - ERIN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Erin lies down on the mattress and rests Beth on her chest.

She sets down the file she was reading and picks up another.

CLOSE ON THE FILE

It contains a letter from a Dr. Howard Reeves. The first

paragraph contains the phrase "...medical examination of

Donna and Peter Irving..."

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