My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2 Page #4
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. DANCING ZORBA’S - DAY
Late February Thaw.
COSTA (PRELAP)
Give me a word, any word and I will
show you how the root of that word
is Greek!
CUT TO:
INT. DANCING ZORBA’S - DAY
ARISTOTLE:
Okay, Chimichanga!
In a booth, Costa and Aristotle drink tea and play
backgammon.
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COSTA:
Sure. Chimi is from the Greek word
keema which means spicy beef and
changa is from the Greek word
tsanta which means purse. So, meat
that is shaped like a purse:
chimichanga. There you go!
ARISTOTLE:
There you go.
From the next booth, Gus doesn’t look up from his newspaper.
GUS:
There you go.
At the counter, Toula watches Paris buttering garlic bread.
Nick and Angelo come in, mid-conversation.
NICK:
Anyway, just meet her, she’s from
Holland.
ANGELO:
Nah, I don’t speak Hollandaise.
Quit setting me up.
They see Athena and Nikki through the short order window,
motion “hunger” at their mouths as they sit at the counter.
Nikki and Athena place a plate of sandwiches at the window.
Toula passes sandwiches to the men, puts one on a plate,
gives it to Paris.
TOULA:
Hey...
Paris doesn’t look up. Toula indicates herself.
TOULA (CONT’D)
Um, just because you don’t want
this to be your job when you’re my
age, doesn’t mean you have to run
off to college in another city. I
hope you applied to some local
colleges too.
Paris looks Toula straight on.
(CONTINUED)
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(2)PARIS:
Why do parents always say, “dream
big”, when they really mean, “but
not too big.” Like, “fly little
birdie, oh wait, let me hold your
wings.”
Toula cannot deny this is true.
Gus walks by, coughs into his hand.
GUS:
Payback.
TOULA:
What?
Gus covers, jerks a thumb toward the back.
GUS:
Office.
Gus passes Mana-Yiayia running a floor-waxer bigger than her.
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INT. DANCING ZORBA’S OFFICE - DAY, LATER
Toula comes in. As if he’s hiding something, Gus quickly
closes a cupboard, limps to his seat.
TOULA:
Dad, let me take you back to
physical therapy.
GUS:
I can fix it myself.
Gus waves her off, points to a chair, Toula sits.
TOULA:
Please don’t lecture me about my
daughter.
GUS:
I’m going to find her a boyfriend,
she’ll stay in Chicago. Relax,
you’re getting wrinkles like the
dried figs in my village.
Toula tries to relax her face. Gus motions to the computer.
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GUS (CONT’D)
Show me how to work that.
TOULA:
You want to learn how to use a
computer?!
GUS:
Yeah. What’s that called where
people search for... DNA?
TOULA:
Uh... a crime scene?
GUS:
No, where they came from.
TOULA:
Oh. The Find Your Ancestry site?
Gus nods. Toula types it in. Gus looks at the site.
GUS:
Ha! I’m going to prove to your
mother that I’m related to
Alexander the Great. Don’t tell
her.
He holds a finger to his lips, shhh, it’s a secret.
TOULA:
No noooo. You’ll have to type in
your relatives all the way back to
300 BC. You get frustrated just
adding up checks.
GUS:
Your mother talks to me and I lose
count! Show me.
Toula exhales. Then, points to the cursor.
TOULA:
Okay, this is called a mouse.
GUS:
Why?
TOULA:
I don’t know. Put your hand on it.
Gus covers it completely.
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(2)TOULA (CONT’D)
Less.
Gus does.
TOULA (CONT’D)
All right, now look on the screen.
GUS:
Don’t make up words, you confuse
me.
TOULA:
Okay. See, on the scree -- uh,
computer? That’s your mouse
moving.
Gus stares. Moves the mouse. Then... sees it. His entire
face lights up.
GUS:
I got this.
A LITTLE LATER:
Gus pounds the table, Toula turns from the cabinet.
GUS (CONT’D)
Where did it go?!
TOULA:
You have to press SAVE!
Toula tries to help Gus input information.
ANOTHER DAY:
Gus and Ian scream at the computer screen.
IAN:
Quit?
GUS:
No quit!!
ANOTHER DAY:
Gus is inputting numbers Ian is reciting. Of course, Gus
gets them all wrong.
ANOTHER DAY:
Gus is inputting a document’s numbers as Nick sleeps.
(CONTINUED)
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(3)GUS (CONT’D)
3276
Toula comes in with snacks. Nick wakes up, tries to shove
Toula into the chair. Gus never turns around as Nick and
Toula wrestle to force each other to stay.
ANOTHER NIGHT:
The desk lamp glows as Gus works alone. He puts a document
into a dusty tin which once held Greek cookies... sees his
marriage certificate, picks it up.
CLOSE-UP:
the signature line is empty.Gus is confused.
CUT TO:
EXT. CHURCH - DAY
An OVERHEAD SHOT of the parking lot: Gus’s Cadillac is parked
askew with its rear tire up on the curb.
The service is over, Gus and Maria walk out with Mana-Yiayia,
Aunt Voula, Uncle Taki, Angelo, Athena, Yianni, Nick, Ilaria,
their BABY BOY, Nikki, her husband, all the SONS.
Toula, Ian and Paris come out. Maria indicates the FAMILY.
MARIA:
See Paris, you can’t move away, who
would you go to church with?
This lands on Toula and Ian, Paris doesn’t have an answer.
Gus points to a GROUP of GREEK BOYS.
GUS:
Look Paris, husbands.
PARIS:
I’ll be in the car.
TOULA:
I’ll go with you.
IAN:
Me too.
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PARIS:
(dryly)
Of course.
Aunt Voula nudges Angelo toward a group of ATTRACTIVE WOMEN.
AUNT VOULA:
Angelo, go pick a wife.
ANGELO:
Let it go, Ma.
The PRIEST introduces ANNA, 40’s.
PRIEST:
Gus, Maria, we have a new family.
Maria shakes Anna’s hand.
MARIA:
How do you like Chicago?
ANNA:
We love it! Da Bears.
MARIA:
(not getting it)
Okay.
ANNA:
We’re the Mikoses. I’m Anna, that’s
my husband, George--
Gus sees the back of GEORGE, 40’s, chatting to a GROUP.
MARIA:
I am Maria Portokalos this is my
husband, Costa. Do you have
children?
GUS:
Do you have a son?
ANNA:
We do!
GUS:
Meat-eaters. Maria, invite them to
the restaurant. Excuse me, I have
to go talk to the Priest.
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(2)Gus heads to the Priest who is heading back up the stairs.
MARIA:
Go slow, your hip.
As Anna’s husband George gets closer to them... Nikki
brightens.
NIKKI:
I know you!
ANNA:
(so proud)
Ah, yes, you must recognize my
husband George from the channel 7
news.
George flashes gorgeous white teeth.
GEORGE:
Hello ladies.
Nikki gets excited.
NIKKI:
Yeah, I know you! Do the thing.
GEORGE:
“Good evening Chicagoland.”
George winks. Nikki unzips her top, grins.
Gus goes to the church entrance, holds out the certificate
and a pen to the Priest.
GUS:
Pater, look at this. Never signed.
Will you-When
he sees the unsigned line, the Priest looks alarmed.
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. DANCING ZORBA’S - DAY
In the corner booth, Aunt Voula and Uncle Taki lean to Gus.
AUNT VOULA:
You’re not married?!
Gus shushes them, looks around.
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UNCLE TAKI:
How can this be?
GUS:
You know, the war! The village
priest didn’t finish seminary,
there was no money for anything. I
guess he just came back to town and
performed the baptisms, funerals,
the weddings, and no one knew!
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