Hannah and Her Sisters Page #3

HOLLY:

(overlapping)

Yeah, Mom's Camille when she gets

up in the morning.

LEE:

(turning to Holly)

At least she isn't drinking. Did

you notice?

HOLLY:

(nodding)

Mm-hm.

HANNAH:

(turning to look at

her sisters, laughing)

Doesn't she look great in that new

dress?

HOLLY:

(nodding)

Yeah.

LEE:

(nodding)

Yeah.

The sisters all talk at once; Hannah is still working at the

sink.

HANNAH:

Don't you think she does?

HOLLY:

She really does, though.

LEE:

(turning towards the sink)

Yeah, she knows it, too, 'cause

she's flirting with all the men here.

HOLLY:

(puffing on her cigarette)

God.

HANNAH:

(scooping out some

cantaloupe seeds)

Maybe when she's eighty, she'll

stop straightening her garter belt

when there's a guy around.

HOLLY:

(to Lee, laughing)

I should get a garter belt.

LEE:

(laughing)

Yeah.

HOLLY:

(looking down at herself)

Get a garter belt...

(sipping her drink)

Get a garter belt and flirt.

LEE:

(laughing, to Hannah)

Where are the antihistamines?

HANNAH:

Oh, I don-- Ask Elliot for that.

Uh, he's got them somewhere.

LEE:

(nodding)

Okay.

Lee leaves the kitchen. Holly, puffing on her cigarette,

watches her go.

HOLLY:

(sighing)

Frederick didn't come with her.

HANNAH:

(turning to Holly,

still working at the sink)

When does Frederick ever come with

her?

HOLLY:

(whispering intently)

Tch. He's such an angry...he's

such a depressive. I thought she

was moving out!

Hannah shakes her head in disapproval while Holly angrily

takes another sip of her drink.

And the film cuts briefly back to the living room, where

Evan is still playing the piano and singing. The camera

moves past him and a few guests to Norma, who is

enthusiastically singing along, looking at Evan and moving

her hands.

EVAN & NORMA

(singing)

"A pill he is

But still he is

All mine and I'll

Keep him until he is

Bewitched, a'both--"

CUT TO:

INT. HANNAH'S DINING ROOM - NIGHT

The table is beautifully set for Thanksgiving dinner,

complete with candles, flowers, cut crystal, china, and

silver. Hannah's children are playing in the room as Hannah

enters, carrying a huge roast turkey. Behind her is Holly,

carrying a casserole. Hannah's parents can still be heard

singing in the background.

HANNAH:

(to the children)

Watch out, you guys. Beep-beep!

HOLLY:

(overlapping)

Oh, your kids are so adorable.

CHILDREN:

(walking through the doorway)

Bye! Bye!

HOLLY:

(putting down her

bowl on the table)

God, it gets so lonely on the

holidays.

HANNAH:

(setting down the

turkey on the opposite

end of the table)

Oh, gosh. Well, you know, that's

why I invited Phil Gammage tonight.

As the sisters talk, the piano music stops. There's the

sound of light applause as Evan begins a new song, faintly

heard in the dining room.

HOLLY:

(grimacing, reacting

to Hannah)

Oh, Hannah!

HANNAH:

(overlapping)

It's, uh, you never know--

HOLLY:

(interrupting, gesturing)

He's such a loser!

HANNAH:

He's not a loser at all!

HOLLY:

(shaking her head)

Oh, he's such a loser!

HANNAH:

(overlapping, lighting

a set of candles on

the table)

He's the headmaster of Daisy's

school.

HOLLY:

Oh, perfect! He reminds me of

Ichabod Crane.

(moving her hand up

and down her throat)

His Adam's apple keeps jumping up

and down whenever he gets excited.

HANNAH:

(laughing)

Listen. He's a lot better than

your ex-husband. He's got a good

job.

(handing a pack of

matches to Holly)

Would you light those, please?

He's-he's-he's not a dope addict or

anything.

HOLLY:

(striking a match to

light another set of candles)

Give me a break.

APRIL:

(offscreen)

Am I interrupting...

The film cuts to April, standing in the doorway of the

dining room and holding a drink.

APRIL:

(continuing)

...any sister talk?

HANNAH:

(offscreen)

Mm-mm!

HOLLY:

(offscreen)

Come in.

The camera moves with April as she walks over to the table,

where Hannah and Holly are lighting candles.

APRIL:

Oh, good...

HANNAH:

(overlapping, still offscreen)

Come in, come in.

APRIL:

(gesturing)

...because there are no interesting

single men at this party!

HANNAH:

(now onscreen)

Oh, listen...

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