Grandma Page #6
ELLE:
Who are these people?
KARL:
My grandkids.
ELLE:
You have grandkids now?
KARL:
I do. You’re not the only oneallowed to have grandkids.
ELLE:
Which wife is this?
KARL:
That? Wife number four. Kid
number five. Grandkids number 9,
10 and 11.
ELLE:
Jesus, you’re a patriarch.
KARL:
I am. I‘m biblical. How’s the
corn?
ELLE:
Good.
KARL:
Those your own teeth you’re eatingwith?
ELLE:
Yup.
KARL:
Good for you. You were alwaysworried about your teeth. You took
good care of them.
SAGE:
She used to tell me - brush yourteeth or you’ll lose them.
KARL:
Did she, Sage? You know, the teeth
are the only thing we see on aperson that’ll look the same when
they’re dead. When someone smiles
at you, they’re showing you theirskeleton.
SAGE:
That’s creepy.
KARL:
It is.
ELLE:
Are you married now?
KARL:
Right now, no. I am currently aman about town.
Elle nods.
ELLE:
Sage, would you let me talk to Karlfor a minute? Go look at the
flowers out back.
SAGE:
I’ll go look at the flowers.
Sage goes out back.
KARL:
Are you going to make me a marriageproposal? Now that you know I’mavailable?
ELLE:
I was just wondering if a wife wasgoing to pop out from somewhere allof a sudden. You want to smoke
some weed?
Karl laughs.
KARL:
Sure. Why not?
Elle starts to roll a joint from the bag she took from Cam’ssock drawer.
KARL (CONT’D)
You mean business, hunh?
Sage walks outside the house. It’s strangely tranquil.
29 INT. KARL’S KITCHEN - DAY 29
Karl opens a beer. Elle lights the joint.
KARL:
Didn’t know I’d be having a partytoday. Care for a beer?
ELLE:
No thanks.
KARL:
(drinks)
So how’s your partner? Daisy?
ELLE:
Come on. Violet.
KARL:
How’s Violet?
ELLE:
She passed away. Two and a half
years ago. She’s dead.
KARL:
I’m sorry. I am.
ELLE:
Thanks. So listen, you told me ifI ever needed anything I should
come to you.
KARL:
Did I? Yes, I guess I did. About
five-hundred years ago.
ELLE:
Well I need to borrow 500 dollars.
Here.
Karl takes the joint. Hits on it, looking at her.
ELLE (CONT’D)
I can pay you back in a coupleweeks.
KARL:
So you’re not just here to smoke ajoint with an old flame?
ELLE:
Well sure I’m here for that. But I
also need 500 bucks.
KARL:
You must not have a lot of friends.
Current friends.
ELLE:
Guess not.
He passes her back the joint.
ELLE (CONT’D)
Look, you were always good withmoney, I thought you might be ableto help me out.
KARL:
What do you need it for?
ELLE:
(exhales)
Rent.
KARL:
Rent? Why don’t you ask yourdaughter?
ELLE:
We’re not speaking that often.
KARL:
That’s too bad.
She passes him back the joint.
KARL (CONT’D)
(beat)
It’s painful seeing you, Elle.
Elle opens a beer.
ELLE:
What the hell kind of a thing isthat to say?
KARL:
I don’t know. Just popped into myhead. Maybe I’m getting soft.
Male menopause, maybe.
ELLE:
You’re well past menopause. We
both are.
KARL:
It’s painful to see you, because itmakes me feel old.
ELLE:
I like being old. Young people arestupid.
KARL:
We sure were. We sure were stupid.
ELLE:
That’s an understatement. Can youloan me money?
KARL:
Sure. I want something in return,
though.
ELLE:
What? What do you want?
KARL:
A kiss.
ELLE:
Like a peck?
KARL:
No, like a real kiss.
ELLE:
And then you’ll loan me the money?
Karl nods.
ELLE (CONT’D)
Alright. Let’s get it over with.
She takes the joint from Karl. She takes a hit off it, then
she kisses him. It’s not passionate, but it has someaffection in it.
ELLE (CONT’D)
There you go. For old times’ sake.
KARL:
Now I want you to make love withme, just once. For old times’
sake.
ELLE:
Go f*** yourself, Karl.
KARL:
Not really interested in fuckingmyself, Elle. I wish I was.
(MORE)
KARL (CONT'D)
I coulda kept out of a lot of
trouble over the years.
(pause)
Okay, well. I gotta go fix thisminiature jeep.
He goes out of the house.
ELLE:
Elle follows Karl out.
Sage watches her go out.
Karl opens up a tool box. There is a kid’s-size purple jeeplying on it’s side by the entrance.
ELLE:
Come on, are you out of your mind?
He takes out some tools.
KARL:
Why are you here?
ELLE:
I told you. I’m here because I
need money.
Karl gets down by the jeep.
KARL:
You wronged me.
ELLE:
This again?
KARL:
You were wrong, how you acted.
ELLE:
Forty-nine years ago?
KARL:
(nods)
Forty-nine years ago. You were
wrong.
ELLE:
Well, I was wrong to be sleepingwith you, given that I was alesbian.
KARL:
You didn’t seem like a lesbian at
the time. When we were living onthe boat.
ELLE:
Well I was. Just a confused one.
KARL:
And that poem you wrote? “The
Ogre’s Seed?”
ELLE:
That wasn’t about you.
KARL:
You’re sure you’re not here to sayyou’re sorry? To apologize to me?
Finally?
ELLE:
No. Afraid not. Man, you haveeleven grandkids! You can’t let goof old sh*t?!
KARL:
I find that, as I get older, old
sh*t just bubbles up. It bubbles
up from the tar. Don’t you findthat to be the case?
(pause)
Look, Elle, I’m not the one who
called up from out of nowhere.
You’re the one rattling theskeletons here. So what are youhere for? WHAT ARE YOU HERE FOR?
ELLE:
I’M HERE BECAUSE I NEED SOME GODDAM
MONEY, BECAUSE I’M THE ONLY IDIOT I
KNOW WHO WOULD CUT UP HER GOD DAMN
CREDIT CARD TO PROVE A POINT TO
HERSELF.
(Pause)
I knew I was dumb to come here,
because I knew you’d be the sameselfish bastard you always were.
(calls out)
SAGE?
Sage comes around the side of the house.
ELLE (CONT’D)
Okay, let’s go.
KARL:
Wait! Wait - okay. Okay. I canhelp you.
SAGE:
You can?
KARL:
I can help you. If you need help Ican help you. For old times sake.
Elle stands there.
KARL (CONT’D)
Five-hundred?
ELLE:
...Yes.
KARL:
I have it. Hold on.
Karl goes inside.
Sage and Elle stand there. Inside the house, Karl goes overto a bookcase and pulls out a thick old volume (where hehides his cash).
SAGE:
He’s not...
ELLE:
Your grandfather? No. Your
grandfather was a fling. One nightstand. I have no idea where he is.
Karl’s a guy I married.
SAGE:
What?!
ELLE:
Yeah. We lived on a sailboat
together for two months. Then I
split. In the middle of the night.
SAGE:
This was before Aunt Violet?
ELLE:
Violet.
Karl comes back out. He has some cash in his hand.
KARL:
Hey, so what’s it for? What’s the
money for, really?
ELLE:
I told you, it’s for rent.
KARL:
Yeah, you told me that, but you’rea shitty liar.
ELLE:
(pause)
It’s true. I am.
KARL:
So what’s it for?
He turns to Sage.
SAGE:
It’s...
KARL:
Yeah?
ELLE:
She needs to terminate a pregnancy.
She’s gonna have an abortion.
Beat. Karl pockets the money.
KARL:
No. No f***in’ way.
ELLE:
Karl
KARL:
Are you out of your mind? Are youout of your God damn mind?
ELLE:
Karl, come on
KARL:
ELLE:
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