Kate and Leopold Page #13

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LARRY:

(turning on the charm)

Would you say it's an accurate

portrait?

KATE:

(leaning into Larry)

A masterpiece.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Leopold slowly carries a dinner tray to the dinning room

table. He moves to the window and looks out. After a while

he pours a glass of wine.

INT. SPORTS BAR - NIGHT

As they eat their dinner Larry drones on.

LARRY:

So this guy wants to invest $50,000

in a stock that's no good. Here's

what I do...

Kate stares absentmindedly at Larry, her mind somewhere else.

She looks down at the fork in her hand. She switches to the

proper one, reflecting on Leopold's etiquette. She notices

her napkin lying flat on the table. She reaches for it.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Leopold unfolds his napkin and puts it on his lap. He begins

to eat his dinner. Slowly. Elegantly. Alone.

INT. SPORTS BAR - NIGHT

Kate places the napkin on her lap. She stares at it a long

while. Finally she looks up at Larry.

EXTREME CLOSE UP OF LARRY

LARRY:

I'm telling you the guy was a DICK!

A total A**HOLE!

KATE:

(jarred awake)

Who?

LARRY:

Jeff Murray. The guy I've been talking

about. Hello?

KATE:

(realizing her feelings

for Leopold, smiling

radiantly at Larry)

Goodbye.

Then as she leaves, a parting shot.

KATE:

Don't get up.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Sound of keys in the lock, then Kate bursts through the door.

KATE:

Leopold?

The living room is dark and empty. She goes through the living

room, past the hallway, into the bedroom.

KATE:

Leopold?

His bedroom is empty. He is not there.

KATE:

Oh, Leopold...

She runs into Charlie's studio and stops short.

Next to Charlie's stern paintings, Leopold's portrait of

Kate shines in the moonlight. She wears an antique dress.

She is lovely. Kate sees herself as Leopold sees her and is

touched. She turns and collides head on with Leopold.

KATE:

Oh!

LEOPOLD:

Bread and butter.

He is wearing gloves and an apron. He rubs his bruised head,

inadvertently leaving a trail of suds along his face.

LEOPOLD:

You're back early. Did you enjoy

your date?

KATE:

(happily)

No.

She moves in close, trying to remove the soap from his face.

KATE:

Here, you've got some...

He wipes his face making it much worse.

LEOPOLD:

Is it gone?

KATE:

(laughing)

No.

She uses the apron to wipe away the soap. They gaze at each

other and become serious.

KATE:

(softly)

A funny thing happened to me on my

bland date this evening, Leopold. I

really can't explain it. This puffed-

up, puritanical, blundering, greenhorn

kept popping into my mind all night

long at the most inopportune times.

I couldn't get rid of him.

LEOPOLD:

How inconsiderate.

KATE:

Yeah, it was. The harder I tried,

the more persistent he became. He's

conceited and inflated and unseasoned

and it doesn't seem to matter...

He's 134 years old but I can't get

him out of my head.

LEOPOLD:

Is he there right now?

KATE:

Right here. Larger than life.

LEOPOLD:

I'll protect you...

They kiss. A long romantic passionate kiss.

LEOPOLD:

Dr. Coles, would you grant me license

to dine with you tomorrow evening at

eight o'clock?

KATE:

Permission granted.

LEOPOLD:

Until tomorrow, then.

They separate. A beat. Leopold gestures for Kate to go first.

They head down the hallway together into their separate rooms.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The table clock chimes eight times. Leopold enters from the

kitchen dressed perfectly in the most UP TO DATE style. He

carries a casserole dish.

A second later Kate enters from the hallway. She is wearing

an OLD FASHIONED, ANTIQUE DRESS. She looks lovely.

LEOPOLD:

(a little startled)

You look beautiful.

KATE:

YOU do. What have you got there?

Leopold opens the casserole dish.

KATE:

Hamburger Helper!

LEOPOLD:

I know you like it.

Kate smiles. She looks behind him into the kitchen. A COLOSSAL

MESS. Leopold lights the candles and pulls out her chair.

This time she's prepared. He slides her chair to the table.

INT. LIVING ROOM, LATER THAT NIGHT

The candles have burned down, casting a romantic glow

throughout the apartment. Louis Armstrong's "What a Wonderful

World" plays. Kate and Leopold sit on the couch sipping wine.

LEOPOLD:

Tell me more.

KATE:

Um, where was I? So after my father

died I had to go to work.

LEOPOLD:

Have you had many jobs?

KATE:

Many. I got fired from all of them.

I'm the most unskilled person I know.

But they were just survival jobs

while I was still in school. I always

knew I wanted to go into science

like my father. And I did.

LEOPOLD:

Do you miss him?

KATE:

I think about him every day. He was

courtly, just like you.

LEOPOLD:

I think you are a remarkable woman

Katherine Coles.

KATE:

You just don't get out much. You'd

be surprised how remarkable I'm not.

LEOPOLD:

No, it is you who would be surprised.

They kiss. Anxiously they stare into each other's eyes. They

kiss again. Slowly, Kate leads him to her bedroom door. They

look at each other, deciding.

Deliberately, cautiously, Kate opens the door.

LEOPOLD:

Kate...

Kate puts her fingers over Leopold's lips. Gently she leads

him inside. They slowly embrace as the door closes.

INT. BEDROOM - THE NEXT MORNING

Sunlight floods the room. Clothes are scattered about. Two

figures lie curled up together sleeping in bed. One of the

figures rolls around. The covers are pulled back revealing:

CHARLIE:

Good morning.

PATRICE:

Morning.

They kiss.

CUT TO:

INT. LIVING ROOM - MORNING

Leopold wearing a bathrobe is pouring coffee. The table is

set for a huge breakfast. Kate also in a robe enters from

the hallway. There is a moment of awkwardness as they see

each other for the first time.

KATE:

Morning.

LEOPOLD:

Good morning.

They kiss shyly. Kate notices the feast.

KATE:

Look what you've done!

LEOPOLD:

It's nothing.

KATE:

Nothing? My own mother never made me

a breakfast like this.

LEOPOLD:

I will have to have a talk with her.

KATE:

Leopold...

LEOPOLD:

Kate...

KATE:

About last night...

LEOPOLD:

Please sit down.

He pulls out a chair for her and kneels beside her.

LEOPOLD:

Kate, I had never before been a

considerate man. I had, with

astonishing complacency, squandered

my life, waiting for some incentive

to force me into action. You have

made me see how rare our time here

really is. I am most beholden to you

Kate. And always will be.

KATE:

I sense the word "BUT" entering into

this any minute now.

Leopold takes her hands in his. She looks at him defensively,

bracing for worst.

LEOPOLD:

Do me the honor Katherine, of becoming

my wife.

Kate lets out a very girlish, high pitched scream

LEOPOLD:

Shall I take that as a "yes"?

KATE:

Leopold! Did you just ask me to marry

you?

LEOPOLD:

I love you, Kate.

KATE:

That's entirely beside the point...

You're moving way too fast here.

Shouldn't we date first? I mean it's

obvious the first one went well...

LEOPOLD:

Where I come from that's pretty much

the way it works.

KATE:

Leopold, even though last night we...

loved each other, that doesn't mean

this morning we're engaged. It just

doesn't work that way now.

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