Get Carter Page #3
JACK:
opens the closet and hangs his bag.
GLORIA (O.S.)
If you need to shower, use the one
upstairs! Downstairs is clogged!
A CAR HONK ECHOES O.S. Jack moves to the door well.
He watches Doreen exit the front door with a duffle bag.
14.
INT. DIRTY KITCHEN -JACK’S WINDOW POV
Gloria watches Doreen leave with a pretty mulatto girl.
Gloria braces herself at the counter, her back to -
JACK:
He puts his hand on her shoulder and she loses it.
JACK:
Come on, Gloria. Everything’s-
GLORIA:
--gonna be okay!? I’ve been
cheated.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. DRIVEWAY -DUSK
Jack opens the garage to reveal a covered car on the left
side. Gloria appears from behind him, composed.
GLORIA:
Take her out for a spin. It’s
half yours, right?
JACK:
It was a gift.
GLORIA:
That you gave him.
Gloria smiles and starts to remove the cover.
JACK:
Any word on the Mustang?
GLORIA:
Not a one.
A black 1961 Oldsmobile convertible is revealed.
JACK:
He certainly loved his oldies.
GLORIA:
Yeah, and he just put CD players
on both of them.
(opening trunk)
Right back there. I’m sure you’ll
want to change ’em up.
(CONTINUED)
15.
CONTINUED:
JACK:
What? Nothing but ’Jimmy’ in
there?
GLORIA:
You might find some Sinatra.
The two just stare at each other and smile, reflectively.
JACK:
Would you like to join me for
something to eat?
GLORIA:
No. I’ll see you when you get
back.
Jack watches her head back up the path to the house.
CUT TO:
EXT. VENTURA BLVD. -MOVING -TWILIGHT
The Olds moves to JIMI HENDRIX’S "Hey Joe." Jack checks
out Jerry’s Deli, the Galleria, and Bob’s Classy Lady.
Jack sits alone in the corner. He looks at all the
couples having fun and takes another bite of sashimi.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GLORIA’S HOUSE -NIGHT
Jack finds the house still messy. He walks upstairs.
INT. GLORIA’S BEDROOM -DOORWELL
Jack observes Gloria sleep and gently closes the door.
INT. GLORIA’S LIVING ROOM -JACK’S POV
A large framed picture. It is the same from Jack’s
penthouse. Gloria, Frank, and Doreen. All smiling.
PANNING the desk below are several more of the family.
16.
TIGHT ON TWO BOYS -IN SWIMSUITS
Jack and Frank stand with fishing poles, smiling next to
a light pole.
SLOW DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GLORIA’S LIVING ROOM -MORNING
The place is now spotless.
INT. OFFICE -JACK
Dressed in a white shirt and black monochrome tie, he
removes the shotgun from his hanging bag and casually
places it inside the hide-a-bed sofa frame.
EXT. TRASHY BACK YARD -TIGHT ON JACK
He sits at the patio table, sips an orange juice and
checks the LA Times Sports section: "Breeder’s Cup"
coverage at Hollywood Park with a caption: "Today’s
Favorite, Sweet Di."
GLORIA (O.S.)
Thanks for straightening up, Jack.
QUICKLY TO Gloria. She’s showered and pretty but still
in a robe. Jack smiles in a "what else" fashion.
GLORIA:
It’s just what I needed.
JACK:
You’re welcome.
GLORIA:
Did you go somewhere this morning?
JACK:
Went for a run. Saw the old
neighborhood.
GLORIA:
(sarcastically)
That must have been pleasant.
Jack smiles and moves into the clean, formica -
17.
INT. KITCHEN
JACK:
Will Doreen be at the funeral?
GLORIA:
I don’t know what’s going on with
her right now, Jack. She doesn’t
listen to any of my questions
so... I don’t have any answers.
JACK:
Well, she’s just a kid. You
should...
GLORIA:
Hey. You’re in no position to
give me sh*t about my daughter.
You got that?
Jack offers an apologetic nod. Just then --the PHONE
RINGS. She breaks from her anger to answer it.
GLORIA:
Hello? Yes? Unhuh. Hold on.
(covering receiver)
They found the Mustang.
CUT TO:
INT. JUNKYARD OFFICE -MORNING
From a La-Z Boy chair, a grizzled old OPERATOR watches
ESPN "College Gameday" on the tube. A DOG BARK
interrupts and he sees the ’61 Olds roll into the gravel
driveway.
INT. OLDSMOBILE -GLORIA
In her black funeral dress and hat, she watches Jack and
the Operator cross the junkyard.
He walks with the Operator and Bronson, the lot’s
protective Rottweiler.
JACK:
Anything inventoried from the car?
OPERATOR:
Nothin’. Stripped clean. Okay,
this is it right here.
(CONTINUED)
18.
CONTINUED:
They arrive at the skeleton of his brother’s car.
JACK:
This was a 1966 Mustang.
OPERATOR:
Yeah, well, it’s not anymore.
Jack gets in the car and BRONSON begins the BARK.
OPERATOR:
Goddammit, Bronson! Quiet!
Jack carefully looks through the car. No stereo, no
dash, no seats. Even the steering wheel is gone.
JACK:
What kind of re-sale is there for
classic car parts?
OPERATOR:
It ain’t lucrative, if that’s what
you’re asking.
JACK:
It’s worth more if it’sinone
piece.
OPERATOR:
Much more.
It dawns on Jack to check the car’s license plate: still
there. He then pops the trunk and sees that the disc
player is still mounted in the corner.
JACK:
Were you saving the CD player for
yourself?
OPERATOR:
No, sir. Didn’t even check the
trunk. But I’ll take it if you
don’t want it.
Jack looks at the man, slams the trunk down and looks
back to Gloria in the Olds. He seems bothered.
CUT TO:
INT. OLDSMOBILE -MOVING
Jack glances over towards Gloria in the passenger seat.
(CONTINUED)
19.
CONTINUED:
JACK:
Can I ask you a personal question?
(as Gloria nods)
Were you two having any marital
problems?
GLORIA:
Nothing more than usual.
JACK:
What about Doreen?
(as Gloria looks
confused)
Has she been acting... any
different?
Gloria just shakes her head.
GLORIA:
She’s upset over the death of her
father. Why do you ask?
JACK:
Well, Frank and I haven’t spoken
for 15 years. But just before he
was killed, he left me a message.
Apologizing.
Gloria looks to Jack, shakes her head and pushes in the
lighter. She nervously pulls a cigarette from her purse.
GLORIA:
Goddamn you, Frank.
JACK:
I was doing some thinking. How
about you and Doreen take a little
vacation? St. John Island in the
Caribbean is beautiful this time
of year. Get away, just the two
of you, eat lobster, snorkel... on
me, of course.
She lights the cigarette, exhales, and stares at Jack.
GLORIA:
This is our home.
CUT TO:
EXT. WINNETKA BLVD. -LEGION FUNERAL HOME
The Oldsmobile parks amongst the other cars. Jack and
Gloria exit and pass a hearse. News cameras film them as
they walk through the doors.
20.
An undertaker, assistants, and pallbearers. One of them,
a tearful EDDIE, an old Irish boozer, hugs Gloria.
EDDIE:
I’m sorry.
Gloria nods as others offer condolences to her, not even
recognizing Jack. Finally, a double-take from Eddie.
EDDIE:
Holy Mother of -
JACK:
How are you holding up, Ed?
EDDIE:
Not too good, Jack. Good to see
you though. He’d be glad to know
you made it out.
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