Harold and Maude Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1971
- 91 min
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31 INT. CHURCH - DAY
PAN DOWN from the stained glass window of a church. The
organ is playing softly. The PRIEST, a silver haired man
rapidly approaching dotage, is in the pulpit.
PRIEST:
And so dear brethren, let us pray
to the Lord, King of Glory, that
He may bless and deliver all souls
of the faithful departed from the
pains of hell and the bottomless
pit, deliver them from the lion's
mouth and the darkness therein,
but rather bring them to the bliss
of heaven, the holy light, and
eternal rest.
During the above we PULL BACK to reveal an open coffin and
a church spreckled with a few mourners in black. Con-
spicuous in an empty pew is Harold.
The priest goes to the altar and mumbles the dull ritual.
The small congregation responds. Harold sits quietly
enjoying it all.
VOICE (o.s.)
Psst!
Harold, startled, looks over to his left.
32HAROLD'S POV
A pixiesque old woman, somewhat eccentrically dressed, is
smiling at him. It is Maude again.
33CLOSEUP HAROLD
Frowning slightly, Harold turns back front.
MAUDE:
Psst.
Harold looks back.
34HAROLD'S POV
Maude gives him a coquettish wink.
35CLOSEUP HAROLD
Harold is slightly shocked. He returns his attention to
the altar.
36MED. SHOT - PRIEST
The priest moans on.
37MED. SHOT - HAROLD
Harold sits attentively.
VOICE (o.s.)
Psst!
Harold, startled, looks over his right shoulder and sees
Maude kneeling in the pew behind him. She speaks with a
slight British/European accent.
MAUDE:
Like some licorice?
She offers some.
HAROLD:
Eh, no. Thank you.
MAUDE:
You're welcome.
(gesturing to
the deceased)
Did you know him?
HAROLD:
Eh, no.
MAUDE:
Me neither. I heard he was eighty
years old. I'll be eighty next
week. A good time to move on,
don't you think?
HAROLD:
(trying to
ignore her)
I don't know.
MAUDE:
I mean, seventy-five is too early,
but at eighty-five, well, you're
just marking time and you may as
well look over the horizon.
38MED. SHOT - ALTAR
The priest finishes the prayers and exits. The casket is
closed and the pallbearers take it out the side door. The
few mourners follow.
Maude is now sitting next to Harold.
MAUDE:
I'll never understand this mania
for black. I mean no one sends
black flowers, do they? Black
flowers are dead flowers and who
would send black flowers to a
funeral? It's change!
(fluttery laugh)
How absurd.
Her eye catches a dour portrait of the Blessed Virgin and
Child on a pillar. With one swoop she takes a felt pen
from Harold's breast pocket and draws on the painting a
bright and cheery smile.
Harold is stunned.
MAUDE:
There, that's better. They never
give the poor thing a chance to
laugh. Heaven knows she has a lot
to be happy about. In fact...
(she looks thought-
fully around the
church)
- they all have a lot to be happy
about. Excuse me.
40INSERTS
The faces of four somber statue saints.
MAUDE (v.o.)
An unhappy saint is a contradiction
in terms.
41INT. AT THE CHURCH DOOR
An anxious Harold stands while Maude puts the top back on
his pen. Maude smiles and gestures at a crucifix.
MAUDE:
And why do they keep on about
that? You'd think no one ever
read the end of the story.
She exits grandly with Harold's pen. Harold follows.
42INSERTS
FOUR QUICK CUTS of the saints' faces. They all have
delightfully ridiculous smiles drawn on their faces.
43CLOSEUP - PRIEST
In the same rhythm we have a FIFTH CUT - the returning
priest who is dropped dead by what he sees.
44 EXT. CHURCH STEPS - DAY
MAUDE:
It's a question of emphasis, you
might say. Accentuate the positive,
so to speak.
HAROLD:
Eh, could I have my pen back now,
please?
MAUDE:
Oh, of course. What is your name?
HAROLD:
Harold Chasen.
MAUDE:
How do you do? I am Dame Marjorie
Chardin, but you may call me Maude.
HAROLD:
Nice to meet you.
MAUDE:
Oh, thank you. I think we shall
be great friends, don't you?
Maude takes a great ring of keys from her purse, selects
one of them, and opens the door of the car at the curb.
MAUDE:
Can I drop you anywhere, Harold?
HAROLD:
(quickly)
No, thank you. I have my car.
MAUDE:
Well then, I must be off.
(she gets in)
We shall have to meet again.
She revs up the motor and looks over at Harold.
MAUDE:
Do you dance?
HAROLD:
What?
MAUDE:
Do you sing and dance?
HAROLD:
Eh, no.
MAUDE:
No.
(she smiles)
I thought not.
With a great screech of burning rubber Maude drives down
the street just as the priest comes up to Harold. They
both watch her squeal around the corner.
PRIEST:
(totally mystified)
That woman... She took my car.
45INT. CHASEN DEN - DAY
Harold is sitting in a chair. His mother enters and sits
down at the desk.
MRS. CHASEN
I have here, Harold, the forms sent
out by the National Computer Dating
Service. It seems to me that as
you do not get along with the
daughters of my friends this is the
best way for you to find a
prospective wife.
Harold starts to say something.
MRS. CHASEN
(continuing)
Please, Harold, we have a lot to
do and I have to be at the
hairdresser's at three.
(she looks over
the papers)
The Computer Dating Service
offers you at least three dates
on the initial investment. They
screen out the fat and ugly so
it is obviously a firm of high
standards. I'm sure they can
find you at least one girl who
is compatible. Now first, here
is the personality interview which
you are to fill out and return.
There are fifty questions with
five possible responses to check...
"A - Absolutely Yes, B - Yes,
C - Not sure, D - No, E -
Absolutely No." Are you ready,
Harold?
The first question is "Are you
uncomfortable meeting new people?"
Well, I think that's a "yes."
Don't you agree, Harold? Even an
"Absolutely yes." We'll put down
"A" on that. Now, number two.
"Do you believe it is acceptable
for women to initiate dates with
men?" Well, absolutely. Mark "A"
on that. "Three - Should sex
education be taught outside the
home?" I would say no, wouldn't
you, Harold? Give a "D" there.
Mrs. Chasen continues filling out Harold's questionnaire
without hardly ever even looking over for his reaction.
He sits there, watching.
MRS. CHASEN
"Four - Do you often invite friends
to your home?" Now, you never do,
Harold. Absolutely no. "Five -
Do you enjoy participating in clubs
and social organizations?" You
don't, do you? Absolutely no.
"Six - Do you enjoy spending a lot
of time by yourself?" Absolutely
yes. Mark "A." "Seven - Should
women run for President of the
United States?" I don't see why
not. Absolutely yes. "Eight -
Do you have ups and downs without
obvious reason?" You do, don't
you, Harold? Absolutely yes.
"Nine - Do you remember jokes and
take pleasure in relating them to
others?" You don't, do you, Harold?
Absolutely no. "Ten - Do you
often get the feeling that perhaps
life isn't worth living?" Hmm.
What do you think, Harold?
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