He's Just Not That Into You Page #17

With Janine as the call goes to voice mail. She hangs

up, confused. She sits on the edge of the bed, looking

around the room, not sure what to do with herself.

She notices a pair of pants and jacket thrown over a

chair - goes to tidy it up. She picks up the jacket,

checks the pockets, they’re empty. She grabs the pants,

takes them both to the walk-in closet. She hangs up the

jacket. And as she folds the pants over - she HEARS

SOMETHING HIT THE GROUND. She looks down to find

A PACK OF CIGARETTES. Her face pales. She stares at it -

immobile. Her face tightens, her eyes well up.

JANINE:

YOU LYING SACK OF SH*T!

- as she grabs two armfuls of his clothes off the racks

and flies out of the closet.

STAIRCASE - She hurtles down the stairs, throwing armfuls

of clothes into the foyer. Then, she surveys the scene

and, not satisfied, rushes back up the stairs.

HALLWAY - As she flies back into the bedroom, she sees

herself in the ANTIQUE MIRROR hanging in the hallway.

Without even thinking she grabs it from the wall and

SMASHES IT on the ground. She stands over it, breathing

heavily, looking at the shattered glass.

She EXITS FRAME and we hear her walk down the stairs, the

camera HOLDING ON THE EMPTY WALL.

After a beat we hear her walking back up the stairs - she

ENTERS FRAME AGAIN holding a DUSTPAN AND BROOM. She

kneels over and begins sweeping up her mess.

INT. BOAT - DAY

Neil lies on the bed, reading. The room is pretty messy -

a lot of clothes strewn around. There is a KNOCK at the

door. Neil gets up to answer it. It's Beth.

NEIL:

Hey.

BETH:

It's been a while since I've been here.

Turns out - that boat in the next

mooring, looks like yours -- not yours.

NEIL:

Oh no.

BETH:

No, it's no problem. Nice guy. Invited

me in for a white wine spritzer. Not

sure he gets a lot of visitors.

Neil laughs.

BETH (CONT'D)

Can I come in?

Neil ushers her in, shuts the door. Beth looks around.

BETH (CONT'D)

I wanted to thank you. For coming by my

folks' house.

NEIL:

Of course. I really care about your dad.

And I really love you. Even if I can't

give you what you want.

BETH:

You're what I want.

Neil looks at her - unsure of her meaning.

BETH (CONT'D)

Our life together is what I want. Your

love is what I want. Did you see those

guys my sisters are married to? You are

a better husband to me - without being

married - than any of those real husbands

will ever be. And that's enough for me.

NEIL:

And you'd really be OK if we take the

marriage thing off the table?

BETH:

If you promise to love me and be

committed to me

NEIL:

I always have

BETH:

Wait, I'm not done. And snake the shower

drain when my hair clogs it, and let me

eat Wheat Thins in bed.

NEIL:

I do.

Beth smiles. They KISS.

NEIL (CONT'D)

So, I get to move back in?

BETH:

I guess. But, you cannot bring those.

She points to his pants - a RAGGEDY pair of CARGO PANTS.

NEIL:

What? You're just mad at me, and you're

taking it out on the pants.

BETH:

Look, I gotta win something. I let you

win the big battle, so throw me a bone.

NEIL:

OK. We're not getting married, but I'm

chucking the pants.

BETH:

Great. We both win.

They kiss AGAIN.

INT. GIGI'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOON

Gigi sits on her bed, head flung upside down, blow drying

her hair. The phone RINGS but Gigi doesn't hear it.

INT. RED MAPLE - OFFICE - SAME

Alex, in his office, paces as he talks into the phone.

ALEX:

Hey, Gigi. It's Alex. I was just

wondering how you were doing. It’s been

a little while since we’ve talked -- and

I was wondering how you were doing.

Alex looks up. Tyrone is watching him, shaking his head.

Alex motions for Tyrone to leave. He doesn’t.

ALEX (CONT'D)

Anyway, I was hoping to talk to you.

Obviously. But you’re out. So, call me.

Sometime. Or tonight. I’m around. OK.

That’s enough now. It's Alex.

He hangs up. Tyrone is unimpressed.

TYRONE:

Dude.

ALEX:

I know. I know.

INT. GIGI'S APARTMENT - SAME

Gigi flips her head back - oblivious to the phone call -

and checks her hair. She heads out of the bedroom.

EXT. ROWHOUSE - LATE AFTERNOON

Conor and Anna climb the stairs of a three story row

house. A "FOR SALE" sign is outside.

ANNA:

You seriously get a ton of people bidding

on this?

CONOR:

I know it's crazy. But it's a

neighborhood "in transition."

ANNA:

So that means what - that hip gay people

want to live out here?

CONOR:

Yeah. Hip gay people, young couples,

young families.

Conor smiles as Anna heads into the house.

INT. ROWHOUSE - CONTINUOUS

ANNA:

Weird - it totally reminds me of the

house I grew up in. I bet there is a

Anna goes into a little nook off of the kitchen. And

pulls down a BUILT IN IRONING BOARD.

ANNA (CONT'D)

We totally had this same thing. My mom

would use this as her 'desk'. Isn't that

bizarre? It was always covered with her

little coupons and stuff.

Anna looks up to Conor, who is just watching her.

ANNA (CONT'D)

So, when do all the fabulous homosexual

couples start arriving?

CONOR:

Well, the open house is tomorrow. But I

have this one buyer. I mean, I want to

see if his girlfriend likes it first

ANNA:

His girlfriend?

CONOR:

I mean, I had this idea -

Conor looks - all of a sudden - to be sweating.

ANNA:

An idea for the open house?

CONOR:

No, an idea. For this house. For - me.

To buy. And hopefully, if you like it

and things continue to - you know...

Anna turns to face Conor, trying to put this together.

CONOR (CONT’D)

Anna, look. I have a plan. I know where

my life is going. And I want you to go

with me. I mean - I'm not saying you

have to move in now or anything - I just -

I don't want to buy a place that you

couldn't - at some point - see yourself

moving into.

Conor takes her hands in his. Anna starts to PANIC.

CONOR (CONT'D)

So what do you think? I mean gut

reaction. I always go with my gut when

it comes to real estate or ---

Anna looks at him. And at the PULL DOWN IRONING BOARD.

She looks at the ironing board a long time, before

turning back to Conor, holding back tears.

ANNA:

I can't do this Conor.

CONOR:

OK. If it's too fast

ANNA:

No. I mean this. Any of this. What

you're saying - what you're offering - is

what every girl wants. It's what I've

always wanted. It's just -

Anna looks at him for a long time, not knowing how to say

this. Conor looks at her, struggling, and suddenly sees

it in her face. The answer he's been looking for. It

all dawns on him in an instant.

CONOR:

You don't want it with me.

Anna NODS sadly. Conor takes this in. A LONG BEAT.

CONOR (CONT’D)

So, I have a question.

ANNA:

Okay.

CONOR:

Is it too late to dial it back to before -

and just keep sleeping together?

Anna LAUGHS, and it breaks the tension. Conor smiles.

CONOR (CONT'D)

Because I thought that really - you know

- gelled.

Anna goes to Conor and HUGS him.

EXT. PHILLIPS - NIGHT

Your standard waterfront seafood restaurant. Gigi sits

across from BILL, nice looking, if a bit conservative.

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