I'll See You in My Dreams Page #7

Carol sits slouched on her couch watching TV with a glass of

wine. She gets up.

69 INT. CAROL’S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY 69

Carol goes to the kitchen with her wine and picks up the

phone, looks for a number in her address book. She dials a

number.

CAROL:

Hello, I - I’m looking for Lloyd?

(waits)

Ah. Is he (

she listens)

Could I just leave a message?

70 INT. CAROL’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY 70

Carol is slouched on the couch reading a book. The phone

rings and Carol picks up the cordless.

CAROL:

Hello?

43.

LLOYD (O.S.)

Hey Carol - it’s Lloyd. Got your

message. Everything okay with the

pool sweep?

CAROL:

Lloyd. Listen, Lloyd. Any karaoke

going on tonight?

LLOYD (O.S.)

Um - I’m sure there is. Somewhere.

I could find a place.

CAROL:

That sounds nice...

Silence on the other end.

CAROL (CONT’D)

Hello?

LLOYD (O.S.)

Sorry, I’m thinking. I’m just

making sure I don’t have anything -

is this like a date?

CAROL:

It’s whatever. Does it matter?

LLOYD (O.S.)

I guess not.

CAROL:

So you’ll pick me up?

LLOYD (O.S.)

Yeah yeah yeah -

CAROL:

What time?

71 EXT. BAR - EVENING 71

Lloyd and Carol walk into the bar.

72 SCENE OMITTED 72

73 INT. BAR - EVENING 73

Lloyd and Carol enter the bar, which is on the empty side and

looks just like a regular dive bar.

44.

There are mostly men in the bar, drinking alone. The Karaoke

hasn’t started yet but a GUY is finishing setting up the

equipment.

Lloyd and Carol sit at the bar.

CAROL:

Have you been here before?

Lloyd shakes his head with a nervous smile.

BARTENDER:

What can I get you?

Lloyd gestures at Carol as if to let her order first.

CAROL:

I’ll have whatever you’re having.

LLOYD:

Two Modelos.

Carol looks over to the guy getting the mic set up. The beers

arrive and Carol lifts the bottle.

CAROL:

Cheers.

Lloyd clinks bottles with her. Lloyd does not appear to be

at ease and Carol seems to pick up on this.

CAROL (CONT’D)

This is good. I needed this.

LLOYD:

Rough day at the office?

CAROL:

Not exactly that.

There is an awkward silence between them.

LLOYD:

Guess we got here a little early.

CAROL:

Yeah. Shouldn’t this be happy hour?

LLOYD:

Eh... Nowadays people don’t go out

until late.

CAROL:

What time?

45.

LLOYD:

10, 11...

CAROL:

Even on a weeknights?

LLOYD:

Yeah.

CAROL:

Don’t people have jobs?

LLOYD:

Not so much anymore...

Lloyd and Carol have a swig of beer.

74 INT. KARAOKE BAR - NIGHT 74

A GUY sings a karaoke song. Lloyd and Carol are still at the

bar leafing through the notebook of karaoke songs. The

Bartender comes over with an APPLE MARTINI for Carol.

BARTENDER:

There you go.

CAROL:

Thank you.

Carol has a sip.

CAROL (CONT’D)

Oh, this is good.

(to Lloyd)

This is good.

LLOYD:

Yeah?

CAROL:

(to bartender)

What did you make me?

BARTENDER:

It’s uh... an apple-tini.

CAROL:

Apple-tini. I’m gonna write that

down.

Carol writes down “Apple-tini” on a coaster and puts it in

her purse. Carol goes back to the karaoke notebook. She nods

her head as if she’s found something.

46.

CAROL (CONT’D)

I think I got one.

LLOYD:

Yeah? Which one?

CAROL:

Not telling.

LLOYD:

Okay.

CAROL:

Yeah. I think I can do this one.

Now you.

LLOYD:

I know which one.

CAROL:

Already?

LLOYD:

I always do the same tune.

75 INT. KARAOKE BAR - NIGHT 75

Lloyd is in the middle of his song. He’s singing “I Think

We’re Alone Now” by Tiffany. He sings passably well,

performing the song goofily as if he has done it many times

before. Carol watches with a smile.

Scattered applause when he’s finished. The place is filling

up. He goes back to Carol at the bar.

CAROL:

That was good.

LLOYD:

Thanks.

CAROL:

(looking around)

Looks like that ten o’clock crowd

is starting to filter in.

LLOYD:

Yeah. You ready? Did you put your

name down?

CAROL:

Yeah...

47.

76 INT. KARAOKE BAR - NIGHT 76

Carol approaches the stage, picks up the microphone. She

looks tentative at first but lifts the microphone and begins

to sing. The song is “Cry Me A River” by Diana Krall.

Her voice wavers over the first few lines of the song, but by

the first chorus she is killing it, and much of the chatter

in the bar has quieted - people are locking into it. By the

last chorus, random people are whooping and clapping before

she’s even finished. When she’s finished, whistles and

cheers and generous clapping.

She returns to the bar. Lloyd is looking at her with new

appreciation.

LLOYD:

Jesus, that gave me goosebumps.

That was great.

Bartender sets another APPLE MARTINI on the bar.

BARTENDER:

On the house.

Carol picks up the drink and has a big sip. Her hand is

trembling.

CAROL:

Look at me. I’m shaking.

BARTENDER:

You can sing, lady.

(to Lloyd)

This your mom?

LLOYD:

I wish.

CAROL:

Can we go?

LLOYD:

Already?

CAROL:

I gotta quit while I’m ahead here,

I think.

LLOYD:

You are definitely ahead.

48.

77 INT. LLOYD’S CAR (EXT. CAROL’S HOUSE) - NIGHT 77

Carol and Lloyd are parked in front of Carol’s place. “Let’s

Be Still” by The Head and The Heart is playing quietly on

Lloyd’s car stereo.

CAROL:

Thank you for a lovely evening.

Carol sits for a moment, then starts to get out of the car.

LLOYD:

So how come you quit singing?

CAROL:

I don’t remember why. I woke up one

day and I wasn’t singing anymore.

Thanks again, Lloyd.

Lloyd nods.

CAROL (CONT’D)

You want some coffee?

Lloyd makes a face, hesitant.

CAROL (CONT’D)

No, really, I’m making coffee.

Don’t be an a**hole.

LLOYD:

Okay.

78 INT. CAROL’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 78

Lloyd and Carol drink coffee out of big, colorful, breakfastylooking

mugs, Carol sitting on the couch and Lloyd in an easy

chair.

CAROL:

I don’t even listen to music

anymore. Just in the car, maybe.

LLOYD:

Why not?

CAROL:

I don’t know. I still have all my

old records right in there.

Carol nods in the direction of a media cabinet.

49.

CAROL (CONT’D)

I can’t remember the last time I

put one on.

LLOYD:

Let’s f***ing put one on right now.

CAROL:

Be my guest.

Lloyd sets down his coffee and goes to the media cabinet and

opens the doors. The cabinet is filled with LP records. In

the middle is an old hi-fi with a turntable. Carol watches

him move his index finger along the spines of the records.

He pulls out a record and turns on the hi-fi.

LLOYD:

This is a beautiful turntable.

CAROL:

It was Bill’s. He was very picky

about stereo equipment.

Lloyd drops the needle on a Billie Holiday record. “They

Can’t Take That Away From Me” begins playing. Lloyd listens

to the song for a bit. Carol watches him thoughtfully.

CAROL (CONT’D)

What kind of plans do you have,

Lloyd?

LLOYD:

I’m not in a plan-making place.

CAROL:

No?

LLOYD:

More like I’m just trying to sock

some money away for now.

CAROL:

You gotta be careful with that. It

might be all you end up doing.

LLOYD:

Fine by me. I’ve been trying to

figure out how to do it all my

life. Hasn’t exactly worked out so

far. Is that what you did?

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