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Aunt Voula turns to Uncle Taki.
AUNT VOULA:
Lucky we got married in Athens.
They cross themselves.
Uncle Taki picks up the paper -- no signature.
UNCLE TAKI:
Our Priest just can’t sign it?
GUS:
Not allowed.
UNCLE TAKI:
What did Maria say?
GUS:
I don’t know how to tell her, you
know how upset she’ll be.
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. PORTOKALOS KITCHEN - DAY
Maria laughs.
MARIA:
We’re not married?!
Maria holds the marriage certificate.
WIDEN:
Uncle Taki and Aunt Voula see that Toula, Ian, Nick,Ilaria, Athena and Yianni are stunned.
GUS:
No.
Maria laughs harder.
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MARIA:
We were never married? And we had
children?
GUS:
Yes.
Maria loves it.
MARIA:
I’m a hippie!
Gus and Uncle Taki frown.
GUS:
Maria, this is serious, it’s not
right.
MARIA:
Who cares! We’re married now by
what’s that called? Time served -
Maria is still laughing.
GUS:
People will find out. We have to
get married.
TOULA:
(teasing)
Yeah Dad, you better get married,
you’re starting to look old.
The room is quiet. Ian discreetly shakes his head.
TOULA (CONT’D)
Too soon?
Toula leans back.
GUS:
The Priest says he can do it, we
can go today.
Maria stops laughing.
MARIA:
Today?
IAN:
Sounds good. Let’s go.
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(2)MARIA:
I’m not ready to get married -
Ian pivots back.
GUS:
We’re married already!
MARIA:
Then why do we need to see the
Priest?!
Gus looks confused.
GUS:
What’s going on?
Maria gets up, paces. Then... blurts:
MARIA:
I want you to propose.
GUS:
What?! I did.
MARIA:
No, not really. You didn’t say it
right and it’s been bothering me
for 50 years.
GUS:
What did I say?
MARIA:
You don’t remember?
GUS:
It was a long time ago!
MARIA:
You said, “I’m going to America,
you coming or not?”
All the women wince. The men nod, sounds good.
UNCLE TAKI/YIANNI/NICK
It’s direct./What’s wrong with it?/
Better than me.
Ilaria swats Nick.
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(3)ILARIA:
Yeah, you said, “I want to put a
baby in you.”
NICK:
I thought it was romantic.
ILARIA:
And that was the last time you
tried to be romantic. Nobody warns
you when you get married, the
romance is gone, just like that!
That lands on Toula and Ian. They can’t look at each other.
Aunt Voula sees this reaction between them, takes it in.
NICK:
Can we focus on my parents here?
TOULA:
Ma, what’s wrong?
Maria is upset, trying to decipher her feelings.
MARIA:
I don’t know. I just don’t want to
get married today.
Disconsolate, Maria goes upstairs.
ATHENA:
Toula, do something.
Toula starts to follow Maria. Aunt Voula stops Toula.
AUNT VOULA:
I’ll talk to her. Everybody out.
Everyone avoids eye contact with Gus and quickly disperses.
CUT TO:
INT. MILLER MASTER BEDROOM - EVENING
Toula hurriedly sorts laundry, knocks over a picture. It’s
Paris, at four years old. Toula sits on the bed, sighs.
Holding a Marshalls bag, Aunt Voula walks in, lays a WHITE
LACE DOILY over the back area of an arm chair.
TOULA:
Um, hi Thea.
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AUNT VOULA:
Just a present from me. I already
did your living room.
TOULA:
Ah. Thank you.
Now Aunt Voula pulls a small box from the bag, hands it to
Toula.
TOULA (CONT’D)
I have tweezers, oh with a light!
How’s my mom?
AUNT VOULA:
She’s not talking to your dad until
he proposes. Your dad said she’s
always been bossy and he won’t do
it.
TOULA:
Okay, I’ll talk to them after I
make dinner.
Toula gets up. Aunt Voula pulls her back down.
AUNT VOULA:
You and your husband look terrible.
TOULA:
Okay.
AUNT VOULA:
Stop trying to fix everything. You
baby your parents because you can’t
parent your baby anymore. Your
generation, you’re super mommy.
Then one day you wake up, realize
she doesn’t need you, and you
forgot how to brush your own hair.
TOULA:
I don’t have time to -
AUNT VOULA:
Text your husband, you’re going on
a date.
TOULA:
Where?
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(2)AUNT VOULA:
I don’t know, do I have to do
everything?
Aunt Voula pulls a sexy red nightgown from the bag.
AUNT VOULA (CONT’D)
And for afterward, this will help
you sleep better.
Toula looks at the nightgown, groans.
AUNT VOULA (CONT’D)
Satin is slippery, like an eel in -
TOULA:
Thea, please! That’s the last
thing I can think about. I need a
Aunt Voula cups Toula’s face, looks her over.
AUNT VOULA:
Wrinkles? No, no, wrinkles. Greek
don’t creak.
Aunt Voula points to the nightgown.
AUNT VOULA (CONT’D)
Anyway, you know what Taki likes in
bed?
Toula covers her ears, makes noises to drown out Aunt Voula.
AUNT VOULA (CONT’D)
Confidence! That’s sexy. Okay,
I’m done.
Toula uncovers her ears.
AUNT VOULA (CONT’D)
And, dress up like a hotel maid,
men love morning room service,
sunny side up!
Toula claps her hands.
TOULA:
Good talk!
AUNT VOULA:
Go on your date, don’t worry about
anything.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
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(3)AUNT VOULA (CONT'D)
Mana-Yiayia and I will stay with
Paris. I’ll talk to her, scare her
out of moving away from her family.
(laughs)
I’m kidding. But not really.
Anyway, have fun. Laugh, flirt.
One rule:
don’t fight, which meansdon’t talk about your daughter.
Remember, you were a girlfriend
before you were a mother.
Toula smiles, doesn’t know what to say.
AUNT VOULA (CONT’D)
You’re welcome.
Aunt Voula waves her hand from Toula’s eyebrows to toes.
AUNT VOULA (CONT’D)
Shave everything.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. UPSCALE RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Ian sits in a booth, DRESSED AND GROOMED LIKE HE’S HAD A
MAKEOVER, looking great, and a bit nervous. Toula, also
dressed up, hair blown out, makeup on, walks up. They see
each other.
A moment. It’s nice. Ian stands to pull her chair out.
IAN:
Quick. Sit down before my wife
gets here.
Toula laughs. They admiringly look at each other.
IAN (CONT’D)
You’re... clean.
TOULA:
Thank you.
IAN:
Your hair....
TOULA:
I washed it.
IAN:
You look pretty.
(CONTINUED)
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TOULA:
Four hours, five hundred dollars.
IAN:
How much?!
TOULA:
You look so handsome!
IAN:
Yeah? Thanks. Aunt Voula called
me and said, “you used to be
handsome, get it together.” I got
my nose hairs trimmed.
TOULA:
Ah, who says there’s no romance
after marriage?
Ian leans in.
IAN:
Me.
TOULA:
Me, too.
Ian takes her hand.
IAN:
Let’s work on it.
Toula smiles softly.
TOULA:
Okay.
They open their menus.
IAN:
Don’t have garlic. You might get
lucky tonight.
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