Grandma Page #10
Sage looks at her mother.
SAGE:
You were mean to me earlier.
JUDY:
...I know.
SAGE:
I didn’t do this - I didn’t do
anything to try and ruin your life.
JUDY:
I know.
SAGE:
I’m not perfect, okay? We’re not
all perfect! And you’re noteither! You’re not perfect!
JUDY:
I’m aware of that. I am very awareof it.
SAGE:
So don’t be such an a**hole to me!
JUDY:
(pause)
I’ll try. I will.
(beat)
And you stop seeing that little
creep.
SAGE:
Cam? He makes me puke. I’ll never
talk to him again.
JUDY:
That’s a relief.
SAGE:
Grandma beat the sh*t out of him.
Judy laughs.
ELLE:
I did. She’s not kidding.
JUDY:
Oh.
(pause)
Wish I’d seen that.
(to Elle)
You need a ride?
ELLE:
No, you should get her home. I’ll
call a cab.
SAGE:
Thanks Grandma.
Then Sage gets in the car.
JUDY:
(pause)
She’s right. I’m just...I get so
angry. I have so much anger. I
don’t know where it comes from.
ELLE:
You don’t?
JUDY:
Well...you gave me good teeth too.
ELLE:
Take care of them, or you’ll losethem.
(pause)
Listen, I’m gonna need to borrow
some money to fix my car. I can
pay you back in a couple months.
Okay.
JUDY:
Guess I’m the bank of Judy.
Guess so.
ELLE:
Judy goes to the car.
ELLE (CONT’D)
I’d like to come check on her.
Tomorrow.
JUDY:
Come by.
(pause)
Stay for dinner, if you want.
order pizza.
I’ll
Judy gets in her car.
47 EXT. HIGHWAY BY BROKEN DOWN CAR - NIGHT 47
The side of the highway.
A tow-truck driver hooks up Elle’s car.
Elle watches as he hoists the car’s front end.
MECHANIC:
To replace the camshaft will beexpensive.
Hunh.
ELLE:
MECHANIC:
You been putting oil in itregularly?
Elle doesn’t bother answering.
MECHANIC (CONT’D)
(re her face)
You had that black eye checked out?
You bang your head on the steeringwheel?
ELLE:
Sure.
Elle goes to the window and looks out.
MECHANIC:
Got anyone?
ELLE:
What?
She looks at him.
MECHANIC:
You got anyone? To pick you up?
ELLE:
No.
Elle sits in the back of a cab, her arms crossed. By herfeet is the bag of first editions she brought to the Bonobocafe.
She looks down at her arm, not the one where she got the O
tattoo.
She rolls up her sleeve.
There is a flower tattooed there. A Violet.
Her eyes water up.
ELLE:
(murmurs)
Always. You know that. You know
that, Vi. Darling. Always.
Always and always...
(MORE)
(beat)
Yes. You’re right. I’m crazy.
am. You never seemed to mind.
ELLE (CONT'D)
I:
She exhales, breathing out emotion.
ELLE (CONT’D)
Okay. Alright. I know...
know...
I:
She knocks on the cab partition.
ELLE (CONT’D)
I want to go to a differentaddress.
(pause)
Excuse me. I want to go to adifferent address.
50 EXT. SMALL APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT 50
The cab pulls up on a residential street.
Elle looks out the window.
ELLE:
Wait here for me, please.
CABBIE:
You have to pay me now.
ELLE:
Alright. But wait, okay?
CABBIE:
How long?
ELLE:
I don’t know. Five minutes.
Okay.
CABBIE:
52 EXT. APARTMENT LANDING - NIGHT 52
Elle goes up some stairs, approaches an apartment door.
There are lights on inside, although Elle can’t see inthrough the curtains.
She rings the doorbell.
Now she can hear a few voices.
She steps back as the door opens, and Olivia is standingthere.
OLIVIA:
(surprised)
Elle -
ELLE:
Hi.
OLIVIA:
What happened to you?
ELLE:
Nothing. Some little girl punched
me.
OLIVIA:
What?
ELLE:
It was a karma boomerang. Anyway,
I’m fine.
OLIVIA:
Well come in.
ELLE:
No, you have company.
OLIVIA:
Come in, let’s get some ice.
ELLE:
It’s okay. I don’t need ice.
OLIVIA:
Come in. Please.
Olivia goes into her apartment.
After a beat, Elle follows her in.
53 INT. OLIVIA’S APARTMENT - NIGHT 53
Olivia goes towards the kitchen.
There is a couple in their fifties inside.
They are hippy-ish looking.
OLIVIA:
Elle, these are my parents, Mikeand Francesca. Mom, Dad, this is
Elle.
ELLE:
(under her breath)
Jesus.
FRANCESCA:
Hello.
ELLE:
(beat)
Hi, I’m...I’m a friend of your
daughter.
MIKE:
(strained)
FRANCESCA:
I enjoy your poetry.
ELLE:
You do. Thank you.
FRANCESCA:
I read it when I was in college.
ELLE:
Of course.
FRANCESCA:
I was a Women’s Studies major.
ELLE:
(beat)
Congratulations.
FRANCESCA:
“Dragonfly” was one of my favorite
poems. “You bite my wings, attackme, mid-flight...evolution’sknife... held to my throat...”
ELLE:
...Yes, that’s the one that getsanthologized. Not my favorite,
honestly. On a technical level.
FRANCESCA:
How come you stopped writing?
ELLE:
Well...cause people stopped
reading.
Olivia comes back with a bag of ice.
OLIVIA:
Here.
Olivia puts some ice on Elle’s eye. Elle takes it from her.
ELLE:
Thank you. It’s really...I already
put ice on it. But thank you.
Elle steps back.
ELLE (CONT’D)
I’m going to - I’m going to giveyou all your privacy. I have a cab
waiting for me. Sorry to intrude,
I just - I came by to give youthese.
She gives Olivia the bag she brought.
Olivia looks. The first edition books are inside it.
ELLE (CONT’D)
They’re first editions.
OLIVIA:
I know what they are.
ELLE:
Of course. Well, goodbye.
Pleasure to meet you.
Elle turns and leaves.
54 EXT. LANDING BY OLIVIA’S APARTMENT - NIGHT 54
Olivia comes out onto the landing by the door.
OLIVIA:
Elle -
ELLE:
Yeah.
OLIVIA:
Where are you going?
Home.
ELLE:
OLIVIA:
So, you just came here for that -
just to give me some books.
ELLE:
No, no, that’s not all I came
for...
Elle looks at Olivia.
ELLE (CONT’D)
Course it meant something to me. I
loved being in love with you.
...I never thought I’d feel thatway again.
(pause)
You have a wonderful life ahead of
you. And that’s what I want for
you...I want you to have what I
had.
(beat)
It’s been a long day. I’d kind of
like to get home and do somewriting. You’d better go back inand see if your parents need somesmelling salts or something.
Olivia laughs. Elle smiles at her.
Elle steps forward and kisses her. They kiss.
ELLE (CONT’D)
Okay, bye.
Okay.
OLIVIA:
Elle turns and goes.
55 EXT. STREET BY OLIVIA’S BUILDING - NIGHT 55
Elle comes out onto the street.
is gone.
She looks for the cab. It
ELLE:
Son of a b*tch.
88
She laughs.
She turns and starts walking off down the street.
She walks into the distance, in and out of the
streetlights...
FADE TO BLACK. *
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