Only You Page #20

KATE:

Hi-iii...

FAITH:

Hi. Where've you been?

KATE:

Sightseeing...

(sobering as she

realizes)

What're you doing?

FAITH:

Packing.

KATE:

Why?

FAITH:

Because I've been kidding myself.

Because I realized you were right

from the beginning. This whole

thing was just a wild goose chase.

KATE:

So, you've had a little bad luck.

FAITH:

A little bad luck?

KATE:

Okay, a lot of bad luck. But that

means the odds are probably in your

favor now. This is no time to give

up.

Faith smiles wanly. Starts pulling stuff out of drawers.

FAITH:

Why do they read kids fairy tales

in the first place? Children are

very impressionable, you know.

KATE:

So you're just quitting? Just like

that?

Faith pauses.

FAITH:

I thought you were the one who

didn't think I should've come in

the first place.

KATE:

I know, but...

FAITH:

It was a ouija board, remember?

KATE:

(softly)

...and a fortune teller.

FAITH:

Yeah, well, obviously it wasn't

meant to be. I've got forty-eight

hours. I can still make it home

in time to marry Dwayne and try

to forget any of this ever

happened.

KATE:

What about Peter?...

FAITH:

Peter? Peter was a mistake. An

imposter.

FAITH:

The last dead end in a long series

of dead ends that I am relieved

to finally be leaving behind.

(glancing up)

May as well start packing, our

cab's gonna be here in an hour.

KATE:

Who said I was going?

FAITH:

What?

KATE:

I'm just not ready to go home quite

yet, that's all.

There's a tap at the door. Giovanni pokes his head in.

GIOVANNI:

You ready, Kate? Oh, hi, Faith.

Did you do something different to

your hair?

Kate shakes her head.

KATE:

He promised to take me on a tour

of the fountains...

(beat)

But I don't have to go.

Faith looks at the two of them. Realizing.

FAITH:

No. No, you go ahead.

KATE:

You sure you'll be okay?

FAITH:

I'm sure. And Kate, thank you for

coming. Thank you for being such

a good friend.

KATE:

(squeezing her

hand)

I'll be back before you leave.

She and Giovanni exit. Faith picks up the telephone.

FAITH:

Long distance operator, please.

INT. DWAYNE'S APARTMENT - DAY

The phone rings. The answering machine picks it up.

PHONE MACHINE:

"Hi, it's Dwayne. Don't be a heel,

leave a message."

Beep.

DAMON (O.S.)

Hi, Dwayne. It's me. I'm just

calling to say I'm on my way home.

INT. PENSION DIVINO AMORE - SUNSET

Faith's eyes drift to the window.

FAITH:

The situation here is looking

pretty hopeless. I guess she's

given up.

(catching herself)

So, it's Flight number 966. It

gets in at one tomorrow. I'll see

you then.

Click.

EXT. STREETS OF ROME - TWILIGHT

Faith is taking the same walk that was so magical the night

before. But it's not the same. She takes a few steps, tilts

her head back, and-- trips. She's holding her foot in pain

when,

O.S.

Kate told me you were going home.

Is that true?

She looks up, sees Peter. Turns around and starts limping

briskly back towards her hotel.

PETER:

(tagging after her)

Is it?

No response.

PETER:

(realizing)

You're limping.

FAITH:

I know I'm limping. I stubbed my

toe.

PETER:

Are you okay? You want some help?

FAITH:

NO.

PETER:

You are leaving, aren't you?

No response.

PETER:

Why can't you just tell me?

FAITH:

If it's any of your business, yes.

PETER:

Yes?! To be married, I suppose.

FAITH:

Yes.

PETER:

To the foot doctor.

FAITH:

Yes.

He stops in front of her. Looks her straight in the eye.

PETER:

Why?

A long beat.

FAITH:

(stepping around

him)

Because I know who Dwayne is, and

he's reliable and stable and wants

to marry me.

PETER:

(dismissingly)

He's safe.

FAITH:

So?! Is there something wrong with

loving somebody who's safe?

PETER:

(following her)

Does he love you?

FAITH:

He wants to marry me, doesn't he?

PETER:

You didn't answer my question.

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