Factory Girl Page #3
why you do what you do.
But in Paris,
they don't care.
So you're free to express it
however you want.
Well, they only care
that you know why.
Oh, well I just do it
because I'm ugly
and there's nothing
else for me to do.
You're not ugly, Andy.
Well, I do have my good days.
Three shrimp cocktails,
extra lemon,
extra cocktail.
And then I'll have
the salmon grilled. Is it fresh?
- Oh yes, ma'am.
- No butter, but extra parsley.
- Ooh, and lots of Russian dressing.
- $200?
And you?
Oh, I'll just have
a peanut butter sandwich.
I'll see what I can do.
- Put everybody on my tab.
- Yes, ma'am.
I don't understand.
These are all your bills?
I know, they're huge.
You might have to start paying me.
Either that or I'll have to move into
a one-bedroom or a studio.
Oh God, where would
I keep all my clothes in a studio, Andy?
- What should I do?
- Oh, nothing.
I just think what you're doing right now
is so glamorous.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Darling, where did you get that blouse?
It's simply divine.
- It's Donald Brooks.
- Hmm.
Here, try it on.
We're about the same size.
There I was in the midst of hara-kiri
when it hit me-
24 hours in the life
of Edie.
One day.
One movie.
You are so much fun. How come you don't
spend more time with us?
- Because of my lips.
- Your lips?
They have a hard time
kissing Andy Warhol's ass.
- Yeah, that's great.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Right?
How well do you and Edie
speak French?
Well, I don't know.
So I'm just going to
quit painting
and we're going to
make movies now.
Make Edie a big star.
Well, I'm not going.
I have nothing to wear.
Why don't you just
try on some clothes?
I don't feel like trying on-
Why do I have to try on clothes?
You have a whole closetful.
Do I look different?
I ran into an old friend
who said every time I saw him
I looked so different
he hardly knew who I was.
Well, do you think
that's true?
Huh?
Edie Sedgwick
in Andy Warhol's
"Poor Little Rich Girl. "
Bravo!
Oh, that's so nice.
I just love that
he doesn't speak any English.
Aru, I want
to touch your cock.
- Oui, Andy. Oui.
- Oui. Isn't he great?
I can't tell what he's saying, but he
keeps talking about Edie.
Just take your pants down.
Andy, critics may love you in France,
but here they say
your work is superficial
and that you wouldn't be
where you are without Edie.
I don't pay attention
to what they write.
I just measure it in inches.
Edie, I understand
you're an artist too.
That was a very long time ago.
Edie's too beautiful
to be an artist.
I think artists should be ugly.
No, Edie's a superstar.
Superstar.
That's crazy.
There's one more thing
on the sidewalk.
Look at that.
Oh, that's what he said.
I got it.
It's like a madhouse in here.
Andy, this is my mother, Alice!
She just flew into town
to help me furnish.
Oh, hi.
You're so beautiful.
It's so nice to meet you.
No no!
Put it over there.
Careful with that box, love.
It's Waterford.
Betsy Johnson-
I know, isn't she fabulous?
She asked me
to be her first model.
Anyway, I've got to go.
Ciao.
Oh, Mum-mum
aren't you proud
Pretty soon money will
be falling off trees.
- I won't need any help at all.
- There's a novel idea.
But, Mom, don't you think that Fuzzy
would get a kick out of all of this?
Oh, please. Your father's so square
he doesn't pee in the shower.
Mum-mum!
Hello?
I think your daughter
And what would
be the value in that, Mr. Warhol?
Oh, well, I think everybody
wants to be famous.
Well, I had much
higher hopes for Edith.
Oh.
You know,
I used to dance twice a day.
I'd do this jazz ballet.
And I'd wear leotards
and black tights
and I was too lazy
to take them off.
And I decided
to go with it.
Divine one,
I am entirely superficial
and I intend to stay that way.
But you, my dear,
you are the real thing.
America's next "It" girl.
We'll put you
under contract.
People started to notice
and it sort of caught on.
You know, the earrings,
the thick black eyelashes-
it was all
a part of the show.
This is Andrea Romando
with the BBC.
I'm here with Edie Sedgwick
at the infamous Factory.
She is known
as Andy Warhol's superstar.
And in New York, she has been dubbed
Queen of Underground Cinema.
Edie, how does your family feel about
you having this title?
They hate it.
They hated the idea
of my doing any modeling
to make my own way.
As soon as I started all of this,
they're sending telegrams
saying, "Oh, you've got to go
model, please. "
At an Andy Warhol art exhibition...
The glamorous Miss Edie
Sedgwick unraveled her long white...
The Plymouth Rock
princess and her commoner companion...
...in town last night,
at Max's Kansas City...
...Hollywood legends...
...the former window
dresser and commercial artist...
...the first girl to bring sex appeal
to American high society.
I'll have a porterhouse,
she'll do the sirloin.
Actually, I think I'll
try the chicken tonight.
Coq au vin, please.
- Miss Sedgwick?
- Why don't you have the grilled fish?
No butter. We don't want you blowing up
now, do we, honey?
You game
for a steak, Warhol?
You sure look like
you could use one.
The Met is thinking
of buying some of Andy's work.
- Oh, lovely.
- How about this?
I've just been commissioned
for a 30-foot bronze stallion
in downtown Santa Barbara.
Oh, Edie does horses too.
Well, where do you think
she learned that?
Has Edie told you
about my studio?
Yeah.
I've seen some
of your work, Warhol.
You're really more
of a printmaker than an artist.
What's your family do?
Well, my father
was in a coal mine.
Andy and I are thinking about making
some more movies together.
If you can call them that.
You can call them whatever you want.
- Like Dorothy, or...
- Ondine.
Hillary.
This whole time
I'm thinking,
"Who is this guy who has my little girl
all turned around?
He must be
some kind of a man. "
Then I talk to you
for two minutes,
and I have to smile, because I don't
have a thing to worry about, do I?
You're a full-blown queer.
Andy, we can go now.
Edith...
don't you dare
make a scene.
Minty had been...
I guess an embarrassment
to the family
because he was different.
He was...
he was a homosexual.
And Fuzzy knew it.
And when Minty came clean,
Fuzzy called him a f*ggot.
You know, he just-
he broke him.
And when they closed the casket lid
on my brother Minty...
I remember Fuzzy
just standing there.
No reaction, just...
standing there...
like a stone.
And at his funeral,
no one cried.
No one.
I-
I had to cry
for all of them.
Oh, you made it.
That's great. Oh, hi.
Look who's here,
everybody. Hi.
Hey, Mick, how are you?
Oh, it's great to have you here.
I love the album.
- Jesus, Richie.
- The tissue's hardened, Brig.
You got to really push.
Hey, Brig. What are
you girls up to?
Cocktails, darling.
Adderall, Digoxin
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