Lost in Translation Page #7

KELLY You know, barbecuing, and yoga, and I love taking my

dogs, Buster and Lulu, for walks on the beach... and it was

great learning karate for "Midnight Racer" - I did all my

own stunts!

The JAPANESE JOURNALISTS seem excited by her answer.

Kelly throws a Karate punch for a PHOTOGRAPHER.

SWEATY JOURNALIST

What was it like working with Keanu

Reeves?

KELLY:

It was great. I've known him for a

while now- you know we both live in

L.A. We both have dogs...

Charlotte walks out.

INT. HOTEL HALLWAY - DAY

Charlotte continues down a hall, she stops at an open door

and peeks in.

A quiet group of JAPANESE WOMEN are gathered around a table.

Charlotte goes in, as she gets closer she sees they are being

instructed in Ikebana floral design. Each woman has a little

vase and elegant flower cuttings. She watches as they

delicately arrange the tiny flowers.

The INSTRUCTOR hands Charlotte a vase and cuttings. Alongside

the women, Charlotte tries to follow along.

INT. CHARLOTTE'S HOTEL - BATHROOM

Charlotte reclines low in the bathtub staring off. She can

see mount Fuji in the distance.

The audio tape plays on the stereo.

DR. KENEGARD

(dry & monotonous)

Plato's text calls this image the

"paradeigma". So the lot is the

image that is your inheritance, your

place on earth, all compacted into a

pattern that has been selected by

your soul before you even got here-

or better said, that is always and

continually being selected by your

soul,because time does not enter the

equation of myth.-

CUT TO:

INT. CHARLOTTE'S HOTEL ROOM - EVENING

With her back to us, Charlotte looks out the big window.

John comes up and kisses her.

CHARLOTTE:

How'd it go today?

JOHN:

Good...I'm tired.

He hugs her for a moment, leaning on her.

JOHN:

I gotta go meet Kelly for a drink

downstairs. She wants to talk about

some photo thing.

CHARLOTTE:

Ok. Maybe I'll walk down with you.

JOHN:

You wanna come?

CHARLOTTE:

Sure.

JOHN:

(doesn't really want

her to)

Ok.

CUT TO:

INT. PARK HYATT BAR - NIGHT

At a corner table Charlotte sits with John, Kelly, and DJ

CLEAN, a skinny kid in a sweatshirt, on tour in Japan.

Charlotte is bored while Kelly talks on.

Sausalito performs in the background.

KELLY:

...My Dad was anorexic.

CHARLOTTE:

(she's never heard of that)

Really?

John shoots Charlotte a look.

KELLY:

(very serious)

He was on the American side at the

Bay of Pigs, in Cuba, and he was

taken prisoner, and they tortured

them about their food the whole time.

BENZO:

Where?

KELLY:

My dad fought on the American side

at the Bay of Pigs. So, when he was

a prisoner, they would tell them

they had put poison in their food

and they would make themselves throw

up... and when he got back, he did

better, but he still has food issues.

He has to have really clean food.

And really simple. He can't just go

have, say, Chinese food.

JOHN:

(trying)

Oh, that's too bad.

Charlotte ashes her cigarette in a clean ashtray, and she

watches as it is quickly replaced with a new one by a WAITER.

BENZO:

(nodding at the view)

How crazy is this sh*t?

CHARLOTTE:

Yeah, it is.

DJ Clean starts doing a human beat box at her.

Charlotte looks over at Kelly.

KELLY:

...Oh my god you have to try it,

this power cleanse is amazing- it's

lemon juice and grade B maple syrup

and cayenne pepper for seven days.

Just like a half a teaspoon of

cayenne. The first few days you're a

little scattered, but by day four -

it's amazing... my eyes were so

white...

Charlotte excuses herself.

She passes Bob who sits at his usual spot at the bar, as she

is leaving.

CHARLOTTE:

Hi again, how's it going?

BOB:

Who do I have to f*** to get off

this planet?

Charlotte laughs with sympathy, but doesn't know what to

tell him.

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