Legally Blonde Page #5

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S erena sits down on the edge of the bed, trying to psyche

Elle up.

SERENA:

What's the thing that always makes us

feel better, no matter what? .

MARGOT:

Cunnilingus?

(CONTINUED)

15.

15 15

Elle lets out a wail, realizing what she'll be missing.

Serena shoots Margot a stern look.

SERENA:

No -- the thing after that,

16 INT. UPSCALE MANICURE SHOP - DAY 16

A row of uniformed manicurists and their classy clients.

Chattering away. Therapy in full session. Serena sits in

front of her regular nail technician.

SERENA:

It was awful. We all thought she'd be

the first to walk down the aisle and now

she's totally adrift.

The nail technician shakes her head in shared girl-power-

angst -- looking over at Elle, who sits in the waiting area,

shell-shocked, but showered.

Elle picks up the only magazine left on the table -- "Town &

Country". She wrinkles her nose. An OLD LADY next to her

reads "Seventeen". Elle looks at her, begrudging the access

to teen beauty tips, and flips through "Town & Country"

n oisily until she freezes on-- the Engagement Section. She

gasps.

ELLE:

Oh, my God! .

She looks at a PHOTO of a horse-faced YOUNG WOMAN standing

next to a THREE-YEARS-OLDER VERSION OF WARNER. She turns to

the old lady next to her.

ELLE (CONT'D)

(continuing)

Do you know who this is?

The old lady looks.

OLD LADY:

No.

ELLE:

It's Warner's older brother!

OLD LADY:

Who?

Elle continues, undaunted.

(CONTINUED)

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EL LE:

He just got engaged to this -- this very

unfortunate-looking girl.

(reading)

"Third year Yale Law student Putnam Bowes

Huntington III and his fiance Layne

Walker Vanderbilt, first year Yale Law."

She turns to the old lady.

ELLE (CONT'D)

(continuing)

This is the type-of girl Warner wants to

marry. This is what I need to become to

be serious.

The old lady looks at the picture.

OLD LADY:

Butt ugly?

ELLE:

No -- a law student.

Elle rushes out. Serena looks after her.

SERENA:

Elle?

(turning back to her nail

technician)

She'll never get him back with those

cuticles.

17 INT. COUNSELOR'S OFFICE - DAY 17

Elle sits in front of her ADVISOR.

ADVISOR:

(flummoxed)

Harvard Law School?

ELLE:

That's right.

ADVISOR:

But it's a top three school --

ELLE:

(offended)

I have a 4.0.

(CONTINUED)

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ADVISOR:

Yes, but your major is Fashion

Merchandising. Harvard won't be

impressed that you aced "History of

Lycra". What are your backups?

ELLE:

I don't need backups. Harvard is the

school I' m going to.

He decides to humor her.

ADVISOR:

Well, then. You'll need excellent

recommendations from your professors, a

heck of an admissions essay and at least

a one-seventy-five on your LSATs.

ELLE:

(confident)

I once had to judge a Theta Chi Tighty-

Whitey contest. Trust me-- I can handle

anything.

18 INT. ELLE'S DELTA GAMMA ROOM - DAY 18

Elle sits on the floor surrounded by piles of LSAT prep

books, the framed photo of Warner, and Underdog.

There's a KNOCK at the door as Serena and Margot peek inside,

gasping in horror at the sight of books.

MARGOT:

What are you doing?!

Elle smiles brightly at them.

ELLE:

Reading about the LSATs.

Margot looks at Serena, confused.

SERENA:

(in a horrified whisper)

My cousin had them. Apparently you get a

really bad rash on your --

Elle interrupts her.

ELLE:

The LSATs are an exam.

She takes a deep breath.

(CONTINUED)

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ELLE (CONT'D)

(continuing)

Girls-- I ' m going to Harvard!

· SERENA

What, like on va-kay?

MARGOT:

Let's all go! Road trip!

. SERENA

Wait -- Cecil has a condo in Tahoe.

Let's go there!

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