Eyes Wide Shut Page #2

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SZABO:

Do you like Bonnard?

ALICE:

Yes, I do.

SZABO:

Would you like me to show them to

you?

ALICE:

Well, maybe not just right now.

SZABO:

We won't be gone long.

ALICE smiles and shakes her head.

BILL AND THE MODELS

NUALA slowly leading BILL to the door.

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NUALA:

Do you know what's so nice about

doctors?

BILL:

Usually a lot less than people think.

NUALA:

They look so... knowledgable!

BILL:

They are very knowledgeable - about

all sorts of things.

GAYLE:

But I'll bet they work too hard. I bet

they miss out on a lot of fun.

BILL:

You're absolutely right. Where we

going, girls?

NUALA (laughs)

Where the rainbow ends.

BILL slows down a little.

GAYLE:

Don't you want to go where the

rainbow ends?

BILL:

Do I want to go where the rainbow

ends?

Before he can answer, a big man who looks like he stepped right

out of _The Godfather_ walks up - HARRIS, Ziegler's _personal

assistant_.

HARRIS:

Excuse me, Doctor Harford. May I

trouble you for a moment?

BILL:

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Sure.

HARRIS (nods towards the door)

Could you spare a minute, please?

BILL:

What's up?

HARRIS:

Could you come with me, please?

GAYLE (laughs)

It's something for Me. Z.

BILL:

Okay.

GAYLE:

Come back soon.

The girls blow kisses. Bill smiles.

ALICE AND SZABO DANCING

SZABO:

Alice, you're a fascinating woman.

ALICE makes a can't-help-that face.

SZABO:

I'd really like to see you again.

ALICE:

I don't think that would really be a

good idea.

SZABO:

You _are_ cruel. What about lunch, later

this week?

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BILL AND HARRIS - CORRIDORS AND STAIRCASE

Muffled sounds of the music echo from the ballroom below.

HARRIS stops in front of a large door and knocks quietly.

ZIEGLER (os)

Yes?

HARRIS:

It's Harris, sir.

After a few seconds the key is turned in the lock and the door slowly

opens revealing a barefoot ZIEGLER wearing only his pants and

undershirt.

ZIEGLER:

Thanks very much for coming up, Bill.

He gestures BILL in. HARRIS waits outside.

A strikingly beautiful, half-naked woman in her late twenties, is

sprawled face up, her clothing scattered on the floor.

BILL:

What happened?

ZIEGLER:

She OD'd on coke.

ZIEGLER gestures to the cocaine paraphernalia on the night table.

BILL (checking her pulse)

How long has she been like this?

ZIEGLER:

Maybe ten minutes?

BILL feels her carotid artery.

BILL:

Has this happened before?

ZIEGLER:

Not sure, but probably.

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BILL turns her face to the light of a table lamp to check her pupils.

The woman stirs.

BILL:

She's starting to come around.

The woman makes a few unintelligible sounds.

BILL takes her wrist again and looks at his watch.

BILL:

Good...Well...I don't think there's

really anything to worry about. Coke

wears off in half an hour or so.

ZIEGLER is visibly relieved.

BILL continues to watch her in silence.

BILL:

Someone should stay with her, though,

until she's fully herself again.

ZIEGLER:

Okay.

BILL:

Some cold towels on her face

wouldn't be a bad idea.

ZIEGLER:

Okay.

BILL:

Anyone here with her to take her

home?

ZIEGLER:

I'll take care of that...She's a friend of

the family.

Bill nods and watches her for a few moments longer. The he makes

moves like he wants to go..

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BILL:

She'll be all right, Victor. Okay if I

leave the rest to you?

ZIEGLER:

Sure... And listen, Bill, I don't know

how to thank you enough for this.

BILL:

It was nothing. Glad to be of help.

ZIEGLER:

And, Bill - I know I don't have to say

this but I trust this is just between the

two of us.

BILL:

Of course.

BALLROOM:

BILL re-enters the ballroom and looks around for the two models but

he doesn't see them.

Then... a woman's arm slips through his.

He looks down at the wedding-ringed hand.

It's ALICE.

She is flushed and glad to have found him.

ALICE:

Haven't I seen you someplace before?

BILL:

Could be. What's your name again?

She kisses him.

ALICE:

Can we go home now?

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BILL AND ALICE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

ALICE stands naked in front of her dressing table mirror rubbing face

cream. BILL comes up behind her, kisses her shoulder and runs his

hands lightly over her breasts.

V.O.

That night they were more blissful in

their ardent love than they had been

for a long time.

SHOTS TO ILLUSTRATE V.O.

Getting up.

Alice and Helena in the kitchen.

Bill in his office with patients.

V.O.

The gray of morning awakened them

only too soon.

Alice had to take Helena to school.

And Bill had a number of early

appointments.

So the evening hours passed in the

predetermined daily routine of work,

and the events of the night before

began to fade.

BILL'S APARTMENT - HELENA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

HELENA reading aloud to BILL and ALICE from "A Child's Garden of

Verses". She finishes her poem and yawns.

BILL:

And now, my darling, time for bed.

What do you say?

HELENA smiles and puts her arms around BILL.

BILL and ALICE kiss her goodnight, turn out the lights and go into the

living room.

LIVING ROOM:

ALICE sighs comfortably.

ALICE:

So, how do you feel about wrapping

some presents?

BILL:

Kind of negative. We can do it

tomorrow.

Bill drops down on the couch, picks up the TV controller and starts

switching channels.

Alice snuggles up to him.

ALICE:

Anything good on tonight?

BILL:

Have you got the paper?

Alice puts her arms around him.

ALICE:

I don't feel like watching TV.

They kiss.

ALICE:

Let's break the law a little first

BATHROOM - A FEW MOMENTS LATER

Bill takes a Band-Aid box from the bathroom medicine cabinet and

removes a small plastic bag of pot.

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BEDROOM:

Alice skillfully rolls two joints.

MINUTES LATER:

Bill and Alice sitting in bed, partly undressed and smoking the joints.

Alice inhales and leans back with an ashtray in her lap.

She is high.

ALICE:

How about the truth game?

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