Kate and Leopold Page #8

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KATE:

...Thirty!

LEOPOLD:

I apologize... How old are you?

KATE:

(sharply)

I'm thirty! But you're the first

person whoever told me I looked it!

LEOPOLD:

I'm sorry.

Leopold spots a formal dress in a store window. He takes a

good long look at Kate, smiles, then quickly walks inside.

Kate continues down the block.

KATE:

And it's not that I insist on

remaining single. Believe me. Everyone

dreams of finding somebody to share

their life with. To give someone all

the love they've been hoarding since

they were a kid. I'm no different.

But one has to be sensible. I have a

career and a life that's filled

with...

She looks around. Leopold is gone.

KATE:

Not again...

She starts off down the street, stops, and enters ROBERTA'S,

an upscale boutique.

INT. ROBERTA'S - DAY

Kate races in. Leopold talks with a saleslady.

KATE:

What do I have to do? Put a leash

around your neck?

LEOPOLD:

(to the saleslady)

She is the woman to whom I was

referring. You see the problem?

SALESLADY:

(giving Kate the once

over)

Yep.

KATE:

(staring down at her

clothes then back at

the two of them)

What?... What?

INT. ROBERTA'S - DAY

From behind the dressing room door, Kate shouts to the others

with irritation.

KATE:

This is ridiculous. I don't have

time to...

(she shrieks)

Do you know what this dress costs?

Let's get this over with. I'm coming

out. Nobody laugh.

Kate leaves the dressing room in a huff COMPLETELY UNAWARE

that she is STUNNING.

KATE:

Satisfied?

Leopold and the saleslady stare at her with pleasure.

KATE:

...What?

She turns and looks at herself in the mirror. Leopold stands

behind her, pulls back her hair, brushes away her bangs.

LEOPOLD:

You have a lovely face.

Even Kate cannot deny that she is lovely. She stares at

herself for a long while.

LEOPOLD:

(quietly)

We'll take the dress.

They become aware of their close proximity. They nervously

part.

INT. LIVING ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON

Kate sits Leopold down on the sofa. She turns on the TV and

hands him the remote control.

LEOPOLD:

What is this?

KATE:

The drug of the 20th century.

She aims the remote at the TV, changing channels. He's

spellbound.

INT. DINING ROOM - EARLY EVENING

Dinner is served. Kate waits patiently for Leopold who sits

on the sofa watching the TV.

KATE:

Leopold, your dinner's getting cold.

LEOPOLD:

I'm coming.

He does not move a muscle.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Kate and Leopold sit on the sofa eating their dinner and

watching TV. On the screen, a Looney Tune. Leopold enjoys

this especially. Kate reaches for the remote but Leopold

grabs it territorially, refusing to relinquish it.

KATE:

(making notes)

It's a guy thing.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Leopold asleep on the sofa still clutching the remote control.

Kate comes in with a blanket and settles it over Leopold.

She glances around the room, then slowly bends down close to

capture a better look at his face.

After a moment she catches herself, takes herself in hand

and sits down at her computer. She opens her notes and types.

Her fingers slow down to a crawl and come to a stop. She

looks up at Leopold lost in thought. She smiles.

Reaching for a soda, she accidentally knocks a picture to

the floor. In a SMASHED frame, Kate and CARLSON drunkenly

mug for the camera. Kate pales noticeably.

She looks from the picture to Leopold. Slowly, she begins

pecking away at the keys. She does not look up again.

INT. LAB - LATE AFTERNOON

Kate gives Leopold a tour of the lab stopping by Dr. Drakes

area. Hidden behind chalk boards, calculator paper, and

several empty Haagen Dazs containers, Dr. Drake searches for

solutions.

KATE:

...Now within that astronomical

structure, Dr. Drake here is searching

for a pathway between your time and

the present. He'll find it too if

his arteries don't harden first.

LEOPOLD:

Astounding.

KATE:

Once that is discovered, the search

begins for the exact time and date

travel will be possible.

They move to Dr. Kau's area.

LEOPOLD:

(to Dr. Kau)

How are you proceeding?

Dr. Kau merely grunts. Leopold looks at Kate.

KATE:

Don't take it personally. Once Dr.

Kau starts working, you just have to

wait until her batteries run down.

We're all pretty much like that.

They head into Kate's office.

INT. KATE'S OFFICE - DAY

Kate gathers her belongings, Leopold snoops at her notes.

LEOPOLD:

The complexity of this equation is

astonishing? Can you really comprehend

all that?

KATE:

(simply. Almost

apologetically)

I'm a genius.

LEOPOLD:

You're quite exceptional Dr. Coles.

(a beat)

That is to say, you all are.

KATE:

Thank you. And may I say that

sometimes, in DIM light, you're not

so bad yourself.

They stand together, Leopold grinning sheepishly.

KATE:

Oh my God! Is that the time? I'm

late. Therapy. Every Tuesday night.

LEOPOLD:

May I accompany you?

KATE:

You mayn't.

LEOPOLD:

I am not certain I understand therapy.

KATE:

No one does. That's why therapists

can charge so much.

As she gathers her belongings, Leopold spots a very high

heeled red shoe in Kate's bag.

LEOPOLD:

What exactly transpires during

therapy?

KATE:

Leopold. A gentleman does not ask

those questions. Come on, we'll get

you home.

LEOPOLD:

I am perfectly able to travel homeward

myself.

Kate looks at him skeptically.

LEOPOLD:

Really! I have finance and our

address. I shall take a cabbie.

Kate hesitates.

LEOPOLD:

You are late. I insist. I am NOT a

child. Dr. Coles.

KATE:

All right. Don't bite my head off.

She shakes her head and walks out the door.

EXT. N.Y.C. STREET - LATE AFTERNOON

Kate heads down the stairs of a subway station. A few feet

behind, Leopold cautiously follows.

INT. SUBWAY STATION - RUSH HOUR

Kate waits in line at the turnstile. Leopold, a ways back,

grimaces noticeably at the smell.

Kate heads through. Leopold follows banging painfully into

the bar. A NUN hurriedly bumps into him from behind.

He tries pushing the bar but it doesn't budge. He turns around

to step out of line but it is already too long. He stands

NOSE to NOSE with the nun.

LEOPOLD:

I can't seem to...

NUN:

(impatiently)

Oh, for heaven's sake...

The nun deposits her token and SQUEEZES them both through as

the train arrives at a deafening pitch, startling Leopold.

He spots Kate entering the train and jumps into the car in

the nick of time. The train departs, Leopold pressed awkwardly

against the glass.

EXT. N.Y.C. STREET - EARLY EVENING

Kate races from the subway station, entering the Arthur Murray

Dance Studio. Leopold, thoroughly disheveled, follows at a

distance.

INT. DANCE STUDIO - EVENING

Elderly Blue haired couples chat amongst themselves, men on

the right, women on the left. Kate, in dance clothes, out of

breath, stumbles in, making a b-line for the women's side.

MRS. PINCUS

I was worried. I thought you weren't

going to make it.

KATE:

(smiling happily)

Miss my lesson? This is the only

thing I have to look forward to all

week. Is that a new dress Mrs. Pincus?

Mrs. Pincus executes a fancy spin, proudly showing off her

purchase. Across the room, MR. Pincus beams in anticipation.

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