Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind Page #10

Stan takes another drag on the joint, passes it to Mary.

EXT. STREET - NIGHT

Patrick, bundled up and carrying a full backpack, trudges

through the snow.

INT. CLEMENTINE'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS

Clementine watches out the window as Patrick nears. She's

crying. He makes his way up her front stairs. She swings

open the door and hugs him.

PATRICK:

Oh, baby, what's going on?

CLEMENTINE:

I don't know. I'm lost. I'm scared. I

feel like I'm disappearing. I'm getting

old and nothing makes any sense to me.

PATRICK:

Oh, Tangerine.

CLEMENTINE:

Nothing makes any sense. Nothing makes

any sense.

She pushes herself out of the embrace and looks at Patrick.

CLEMENTINE (CONT'D)

Come up to Boston with me?

PATRICK:

Sure. We'll go next weekend and --

CLEMENTINE:

Now. Now! I have to go now. I have to

see the frozen Charles! Now! Tonight!

PATRICK:

Um, okay. I'll call my study partner.

CLEMENTINE:

Yay! It'll be great! I'll get my sh*t.

She runs into the bedroom. Patrick is at the phone and

realizes he doesn't know Joel's number. After a moment's

thought, he *69's. The phone rings.

JOEL'S VOICE

Hi, it's Joel. Please leave a message

after the beep.

Beep.

PATRICK:

(whisper)

Stan, it's Patrick. Pick up.

STAN'S VOICE

Hey, where are you?

PATRICK:

I got into a situation with the old lady.

Can you handle things tonight alone? I'm

really sorry, man.

INT. JOEL'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS

Stan is on the phone. He's really stoned and watches Mary,

stoned herself, dancing in a sexy trance to something soft

and low on the stereo.

STAN:

I can handle it. He's pretty much on

auto-pilot anyway.

INT. CLEMENTINE'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS

PATRICK:

Thanks, Stan. I owe you.

Patrick hangs up, rifles quickly through his backpack. He

pulls out a silver bracelet, puts it in his pocket, then

pulls out a journal, flips through it, keeping an eye on the

bedroom door. The handwriting is a woman's. He finds what

he's looking for. He reads:

CLEMENTINE'S VOICE

I took Joel to walk on Charles River with

me last night. It was so beautiful and

charming. Joel was nervous about

stepping onto the ice, but he wanted to

please me so much -- he's so sweet --

that he came out after me. We lay down

right in the center and watched the

stars. He took my hand and said "I

could...

EXT. CHARLES RIVER - NIGHT

Joel and Clementine lie together holding hands on the frozen

river. They look up at the stars.

JOEL:

...die right now, Clem. I'm just...

happy. I've never felt that before. I'm

just exactly where I want to be.

Clementine looks over at him. Her eyes are filled with love

and tears. Then they get vague. The scene is being erased.

Joel is panicked.

JOEL (CONT'D)

Clem, no! This can't keep happening.

Please! Oh, f***! Please!

Crazily, Joel runs off, passing through a series of decayed

scenes:
He and Clementine arguing in a car, having sex on the

beach, laughing and holding hands at a movie, eating grilled

cheese and tomato soup together in bed, Joel watching her

sleep, them drinking at a bar. He arrives at a decayed

version of his first meeting with Mierzwiak.

MIERZWIAK:

We can help you through this. Why don't

you start now by telling me everything

you can remember about --

JOEL:

You have to stop this!

MIERZWIAK:

What? What do you mean?

JOEL:

I'm trapped in my head and everything I

love is being erased! Stop it now!

MIERZWIAK:

Yes, but... I'm just something you're

imagining. What can I do? I'm in your

head, too.

INT. CLEMENTINE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Patrick reads the journal.

CLEMENTINE'S VOICE

... and we made love right on the ice.

It was absolutely freezing on my ass! It

was wonderful.

Clementine enters, dressed for the cold. Patrick puts the

notebook away.

CLEMENTINE:

I'm so excited. Yay!

PATRICK:

I'm excited, too. Oh, and I wanted to

give you this. It's a little... thing.

Patrick pulls the bracelet from his pocket, hands it to her.

PATRICK (CONT'D)

I didn't have a chance to wrap it.

CLEMENTINE:

It's gorgeous.

(slipping it on)

Just my taste. I've never gone out with

a guy who brought me a piece of jewelry I

liked.

(kisses him)

Thanks. So let's get going. Long drive.

INT. JOEL'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Stan and Mary have sex on the floor next to Joel's bed.

EXT. FOREST - DAY

Joel and Clementine are hiking, Clementine in front.

CLEMENTINE:

Such a beautiful view.

JOEL:

(looking at her)

Yes indeed.

(snapping out of memory)

F***! They're erasing you, Clem!

CLEMENTINE:

Oh?

JOEL:

I hired them to. We're in my brain. But

I want it to stop, before I wake up and

don't know you anymore.

CLEMENTINE:

Wow. Um, well... can't you just force

yourself awake?

JOEL:

I don't know.

He concentrates. Nothing happens.

JOEL (CONT'D)

Aaargh! It's horrible! I'm trapped!

He starts to have a fit, banging against trees, stomping his

feet, screaming. But even while he's doing this the memory

and Clementine are fading around him.

INT. JOEL'S APARTMENT - DAY

It's raining out. Joel is reading, slouched in a chair. He

looks over at Clementine, stretched out on her belly in her

underwear. She's reading, too.

VOICE-OVER

She's so sexy.

JOEL:

I loved you on this day. I love this

memory. The rain. Us just hanging.

Clementine looks over at him, smiles. Her brow furrows in

thought.

CLEMENTINE:

What if you hide me?

JOEL:

What do you mean?

CLEMENTINE:

(formulating)

Well... if they're looking for me in

memories I'm in, what if you take me to a

memory I'm not in?

(proud)

And we can hide there till morning.

Joel ponders this. The scene and Clementine are beginning to

dissolve. Joel grabs Clementine's hand. She giggles with

glee. He pulls her out of the scene as it degrades.

JOEL:

Where? Where? Where?

He drags her through the landscape of already decayed

memories and turns off into:

INT. KITCHEN - DAY

The kitchen is dated and vague. Joel and Clementine are in

an oversized playpen; they're adults but small. Joel wears

footsie pajamas with some vague little animals on them. He

holds a a red furry huckleberry hound doll. Clementine is

still in her panties and bra. An oversized woman in high

heels, seen from a low angle, hurries back and forth

preparing dinner.

CLEMENTINE:

Jesus. What's this?

Joel looks around at the kitchen, at his doll, at the woman.

JOEL:

I must be about two.

(oddly)

I want my mommy. She's busy. She's not

looking at me.

(back to himself, re: doll)

Look, my Huckleberry Hound doll! I told

you about this!

(beat)

I want my mommy!

He starts to cry. Clementine tries to comfort him. She hugs

him.

JOEL (CONT'D)

(crying still)

I want my mommy.

(adult, to Clementine)

I don't want to lose you, Clem.

CLEMENTINE:

I'm right here.

JOEL:

I'm scared. I want my mommy. I don't

want to lose you. I don't want to

lose...

CLEMENTINE:

Joel, Joely, look... it's not fading.

The memory. I think we're hidden.

Joel sucks in some snot. His mother scurries back and forth

clanging pots. The room is not decaying. Joel smiles.

INT. JOEL'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Stan and Mary lie on the floor, their stoned minds wandering

after sex. Stan suddenly perks up. He looks at the monitor.

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