Moonstruck Page #17

LORETTA:

Thanks. What's the matter with you?

ROSE:

Cosmo's cheating on me.

LORETTA:

What! How do you know?

ROSE:

A wife knows.

LORETTA:

Then you don't know. You're just

imagining it. He's too old.

Rose starts to reply, but then decides it's not worth the

argument.

LORETTA:

I won't be home for dinner.

Loretta crosses herself quickly, gets up, and leaves. Rose

looks after, and then goes back to her prayer.

INT. CAMMARERI'S BAKERY - DAY

Feminine hands apply the final decorative touches of blue

icing to a wedding cake. Then the hands set the plastic bride

and groom on the pinnacle. The CAMERA PULLS BACK.

Barbara is viewing her handiwork, a wedding cake on a

stainless steel wheeled cart. She's in the back part of the

bakery. Barbara is pleased with her creation. We TRAVEL WITH

HER as she rolls the cart out to the front of the store where

Chrissy is waiting on a huge man named HARVEY. She hands him

a tiny box, which he takes meekly.

HARVEY:

See you tomorrow, Chrissy.

CHRISSY:

Okay, Harvey.

Harvey lumbers off as Barbara enters the front of the store

with the cake on its cart. Barbara calls Chrissy's attention

to the cake.

BARBARA:

So what do you think?

CHRISSY:

About what?

BARBARA:

The cake!

CHRISSY:

(without enthusiasm)

Where's Ronny? How come he ain't

come down?

BARBARA:

How should I know?

The PHONE RINGS. Chrissy answers it.

CHRISSY:

Hello, Cammareri's? Hi. Uh-huh. Okay.

She hangs up.

CHRISSY:

That was Ronny. He don't feel good.

He ain't gonna be down today.

Chrissy comes out from behind the counter. She's staring at

the cake.

BARBARA:

What, is he still upset?

Without warning, Chrissy whacks the little bride and groom

off the cake and on to the floor.

CHRISSY:

It's that b*tch!

Barbara looks at her, shocked.

EXT. CAPPOMAGGI'S ITALIAN PROVISIONS - DAY

An Italian specialty store in Little Italy.

INT. CAPPOMAGGI'S STORE - DAY

Provolones and salamis hang from above. To the one side is a

deli counter, to the other a series of tables displaying

cheeses by the pound, packaged cakes, etc. In the back are a

few tables and a kitchen with counter. Up front, behind the

deli counter, stands Rita Cappomaggi in a blue apron.

Out by the tables, Raymond unpacks some jars of olives. In

the back, a TRUCK DRIVER can dimly be seen eating his lunch.

RAYMOND:

(to Rita)

I feel great I got no sleep but I

feel like Orlando Furioso!

RITA:

(looks around

cautiously, then

speaks)

You were a tiger last night.

RAYMOND:

And you were a lamb. As soft as milk.

RITA:

Shut up. They'll hear you in the

back.

RAYMOND:

So what? The pleasure of marriage is

you sleep with the woman and then

you don't worry about nothing. Hey,

how about a date tonight, Rita. Let's

eat pasta and roll around.

RITA:

(scandalized)

Raymond, Raymond, lower your voice!

What's got into you?

RAYMOND:

I don't know! That moon! That crazy

moon Cosmo sent over!

Loretta walks in.

LORETTA:

Hi.

RAYMOND:

Hey there

(sings)

...YOU WITH THE STARS IN YOUR EYES...

LORETTA:

(to Rita)

What's the matter with him?

RITA:

You got me.

RAYMOND:

You see that moon last night?

LORETTA:

(suspicious and guilty)

What about the moon?

RAYMOND:

Did you see it?

LORETTA:

(she lies, nervous)

No.

RAYMOND:

Oh.

LORETTA:

Listen, I gotta go. I'll take the

deposit to the bank but I'll do the

books tomorrow. I gotta go.

RAYMOND:

You gotta date?

RITA:

What are you talking about, you fool?

Her fiancé's in Palermo.

RAYMOND:

Oh. Right.

LORETTA:

I got things to do.

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