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Infinitely Polar Bear Page #7
FAITH:
We want you to come home.
MAGGIE (O.S.)
I’ll be home in twelve days...
AMELIA:
We want you to come home right now.
MAGGIE (O.S.)
This is a big adjustment -
AMELIA:
Why aren’t you coming home this
Friday? You said you’d come home
every single weekend. That’s what
you said.
INT. MAGGIE’S NEW YORK ROOM. SAME TIME
Maggie stands in a grim little room with a bed and a desk and
a bright overhead light. Her suitcases surround her. You
can hear loud traffic noise.
MAGGIE:
I have registration and orientation
-- next weekend is really not that
far away...
INT. LIVING ROOM. MORNING
Cam is snoring on the couch still wearing the bright green
shirt and jade swimming trunks. The TV is on. Faith stands
over him, near tears, in her nightgown.
FAITH:
Daddy, wake up. Daddy. We slept
too long and we’re going to be late
for school.
40.
Cam opens his eyes and blinks at her, disoriented.
INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE ELEVATOR. DAY
A disheveled Cam races down the hall and puts his hand on the
door of the elevator to keep it from closing. In his other
hand he has a box of cereal.
CAM:
Girls! Let’s move it!
On the elevator is an attractive woman professionally
dressed. This is BECCA. She wears a turtleneck sweater and
big brown glasses. She smiles at Cam. He smiles back.
CAM:
You’re Maggie’s friend. I’m Cam.
BECCA:
Becca. Kyle’s mother.
Faith runs onto the elevator.
FAITH:
I hate being late for school.
CAM:
Don’t worry, bunchkin. You won’t
be late.
Cam holds out the box of cereal. Faith reaches in, grabs a
handful, stuffs it in her mouth.
CAM:
(calling)
Amelia! Let’s go!
BECCA:
I just have to say: my ex-husband
would never do what you’re doing.
I think it is so evolved.
Cam puffs up.
CAM:
You do?
Tousled Amelia runs onto the elevator. Cam steps on.
BECCA:
Absolutely. Most men would be
extremely emasculated having their
wife go off to be the breadwinner.
41.
CAM:
(deflates)
Oh. Thanks.
EXT. STREET. DAY
Cam runs a red light at the intersection of Huron Ave and
Garden Street. The girls scream.
EXT. SCHOOL. DAY
He pulls up with a screech in front of the school. The girls
tumble out. As they sprint off:
CAM:
You want me to pick you up after
school?
AMELIA/FAITH
No!
He watches the girls run up the deserted steps of the school.
CAM:
I love you!
EXT. PARKING LOT. DAY
Cam has the hood of his car open. The girls walk up, wearing
their backpacks, not talking to each other.
CAM:
You girls want to learn how to
change an oil filter? It’s pretty
straightforward -
AMELIA/FAITH
No./Not really.
CAM:
Just don’t be helpless.
He shuts the hood. A woman in her mid-50s is taking many
grocery bags out of her car. This is RUTH-ANN MCKAY.
CAM:
Who’s that?
42.
AMELIA:
Ruth-Ann.
FAITH:
Please don’t introduce yourself.
CAM:
Why not?
FAITH:
Because you talk too much and
nobody wants to talk to you.
CAM:
I’m just being friendly. Don’t you
want to know your neighbors? We
live in a world with other people.
He approaches Ruth-Ann. The girls follow.
RUTH-ANN
Hello girls.
AMELIA/FAITH
Hi.
CAM:
Hi, Cam Stuart -
RUTH-ANN
Yes, Maggie told me. Welcome to
205. Ruth-Ann McKay.
CAM:
Can we help you with your bags?
RUTH-ANN
(grateful)
Are you kidding?
As they pick up the bags:
CAM:
See, girls? People appreciate a
little kindness. That’s all I’m
talking about.
43.
INT. APARTMENT HALLWAY. NIGHT
Cam carries three bags and the girls each struggle to carry
one down the hall to Ruth-Ann’s apartment. She unlocks her
door and starts taking the bags from them.
CAM:
Do you need us to help you put them
away?
RUTH-ANN
No, this is fine. Just put the
bags down.
CAM:
Are you sure? We’re happy to do
it.
RUTH-ANN
No, this has been so helpful.
Thank you.
CAM:
You need anything moved? A desk or
something like that?
RUTH-ANN
No I’m happy with where my desk
is...
CAM:
Sometimes mixing up an arrangement
freshens a space -
RUTH-ANN
No, thank you. I have to start
dinner. So if you’ll excuse me.
CAM:
You need anything chopped? An
onion?
RUTH-ANN
No. I’m not using onions tonight.
She closes the door in his face.
FAITH:
What is wrong with you?
44.
AMELIA:
You made her slam the door in your
face.
CAM:
(oblivious)
She had to go cook dinner.
FAITH:
She had to get rid of you!
CAM:
Get off my case! I’m just being a
good neighbor!
AMELIA:
You’re an annoying neighbor.
People are going to see you and run
in the other direction!
CAM:
No, they’re going to run toward me!
Because I’m going to make sure they
know that I’m the kind of guy who’s
willing to move heavy furniture!
Or clean out a storage locker!
(yelling)
Because I’m a good neighbor!
He storms off down the hallway. Ten strides later.
CAM:
This is bullshit!
He goes into the stairwell and slams the door.
INT. DINING AREA. NIGHT
They sit at the dining table, eating in angry silence. Then:
CAM:
I learned to cook this on a
Norwegian steamship headed down the
Amazon.
Beat.
AMELIA:
When did you do that?
CAM:
Summer after I got kicked out of
Harvard.
45.
AMELIA:
I thought you got kicked out of
Exeter.
CAM:
I got kicked out of both. For very
different reasons...
The girls’ interest is piqued.
INT. GIRLS’ BEDROOM. NIGHT
Cam sits in the reading chair. The girls are in their beds,
listening intently to their father’s story. Faith has
curlers in her hair and a net over them.
CAM:
I was on my way to my Ec 10 exam
and I hear this bag-pipe music so I
follow the sound into The Square
and a street musician is playing
Scottish ballads and he’s got his
hat out. People are walking by and
putting money in it and I think
that’s a good idea. So I put my
hat out and sit next to him and I
start singing along in my best
Scottish brogue and he tells me to
scram.
AMELIA:
Because he didn’t ask you to sing
and he wants to make all the money.
CAM:
Exactly. Well, we exchanged a few
words and then...the bastard jumped
me! This scrawny little guy and he
jumped me! We got into a major
brawl on top of the bag pipes and I
got so excited I sh*t my pants.
AMELIA/FAITH
Ew!
Cam laughs.
CAM:
Needless to say, I didn’t make the
exam.
46.
AMELIA:
And they kicked you out for missing
one exam?
CAM:
Well... then the next semester I
registered for seventy-five
courses.
He chuckles.
CAM:
That’s when they determined I might
not be Harvard material.
CUT TO:
Both girls are asleep, breathing steadily. The clock ticks.
Cam gets up from his chair and turns out the light.
INT. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT
Cam walks into the living room of the apartment, which is now
full of all his boxes. He stares at them.
Cam opens a box. It is filled with magazines, pieces of
paper, phone books, tools, cords. It is completely
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