Hannah and Her Sisters Page #6

NORMA:

(overlapping)

Yea-a-a-a-ah!

A few guests sip their wine. They all quiet down as Hannah

starts her speech, glancing around the table and gesturing.

HANNAH:

(reacting)

I don't know about that. Oh, no, I

just, see, I-I've been very, very

lucky. W-when I had the kids, I

decided to stop working and just,

you know, devote myself to having

the family, and I've been very,

very happy

(banging her fists

lightly on the table)

but...I've always secretly hoped

that maybe some little gem would

come along and tempt me back on the

stage...

EVAN:

(nodding)

Yeah.

HANNAH:

(overlapping)

...just for a second. So, now I

got that out of my system and I can

go back to the thing that makes me

happiest.

Hannah tenderly takes Elliot's hand as she looks around the

table. He, in turn, kneads her shoulder, chuckling with

equal tenderness.

EVAN:

(chuckling)

Oh, bravo! Bravo!

Hannah, still embarrassed, looks down at a plate. The group

applauds once more, toasting and drinking, and warmly

sounding their approval.

CUT TO:

"We all had a terrific time."

Classical string music plays as the film cuts to:

EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - NIGHT

A taxi moves down Broadway towards the camera, passing a

truck on the right, the Winter Garden marquee advertising

Cats, and several buildings, and as the taxi moves offscreen,

the classical music still playing, the movie cuts to the

taxi's backseat. Lee sits by the window, leaning her head

in her hand, a reflective look on her face. Her voice is

heard over the screen.

LEE (V.O.)

Is it my imagination, or does

Elliot have a little crush on me?

(chuckling slightly)

It's funny. I've had that thought

before. He pays a lot of attention

to me all the time, and he blushed

tonight when we were alone in the

bedroom. I wonder if he and Hannah

are happy? It's funny, I...I still

feel a little buzz from his flirting.

CUT TO:

INT. FREDERICK'S LOFT - NIGHT

Lee stirs a cup of coffee on the counter of the loft's

modern kitchen area; a nearby vase hold flowers. She walks

across the loft, with its high ceilings and beige walls,

holding her coffee.

LEE:

(to an offscreen Frederick)

Want some coffee or tea?

FREDERICK:

(offscreen)

No, thank you.

Lee continues to walk, past a modern chaise, a bookcase,

some sofas, two columns. Lamps hang down from the ceiling.

The classical music still plays in the background. Lee

stops at a plastic-enclosed work area. Frederick can be

seen working at a drawing board on the other side of the

clear plastic screen.

LEE:

(stirring her coffee)

How about something to eat?

FREDERICK:

No, nothing.

The background music stops.

LEE:

Are you sure?

FREDERICK:

Absolutely.

LEE:

(walking around the

screen to Frederick)

Mmm, what am I gonna do with you?

(laughing)

As Lee walks over to the drawing board where Frederick is

sitting, he is seen intently cleaning some paintbrushes with

a rag. Lee stands by him, leaning over the board, and looks

directly at him. The table is filled with cans of brushes

and artist's equipment.

LEE:

God!

(sniffing)

And why didn't you come tonight?

We all had a terrific time. I

really think you would have enjoyed

yourself.

FREDERICK:

(not looking at Lee)

I'm going through a period of my

life where I just can't be around

people.

(putting down the

brushes and wiping

his hands with the

same rag)

I didn't want to wind up abusing

anyone.

LEE:

You're not going to abuse them.

They're all so sweet.

FREDERICK:

(taking off his glasses)

Lee...

(pausing, reaching

for Lee's hand)

you are the only person I can be

with...who I really look forward to

being with.

(pulling Lee to him,

around the board)

LEE:

(compliantly)

You're too harsh with everyone.

You know that, don't you?

Frederick and Lee embrace; Lee sighs.

FREDERICK:

(looking into Lee's eyes)

Isn't it enough that I can love you?

LEE:

(sighing)

Mmm...

FREDERICK:

Hmm?

LEE:

(overlapping)

...you're such a puzzle.

(chuckling)

So sweet with me and

so...contemptuous of everyone else.

(sighing)

FREDERICK:

(sniffing)

Well, there was a time

(sniffing again)

when you were very happy to be only

with me. You wanted to learn

everything about poetry, about music.

LEE:

(nodding)

Mm-hm.

FREDERICK:

Have I really taught you everything

I have to give?

(shakes his head)

I don't think so.

Lee kisses Frederick twice, then releases him and walks out

of the work area.

LEE:

(turning her head in

Frederick's direction)

Oh, Elliot said he might have a

couple of clients for you.

Lee walks over to the loft's stereo area, pulling up the

sleeves of her sweater as Frederick talks.

FREDERICK:

(offscreen)

I'm sure all those morons he

handles have a deep feeling for art.

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