Only You Page #6

KATE:

I think it was sweet of him to pick

it out.

FAITH:

I know... It was.

Kate positions the veil on her head.

KATE:

But what?

FAITH:

(sighing)

Oh, I don't know. I guess it's

just not quite the way I always

thought it was going to be. You

know, like in the movies.

KATE:

That's the problem. When you're

a kid you think life is gonna be

like the movies. Dreams come true,

the good guys win, people live

happily ever after... all that

crap. Turn.

She turns. Kate continues adjusting the veil, pinning it.

KATE:

But one day you wake up and realize

you've been had. Of course life

isn't like the movies. That's why

there are movies.

FAITH:

Yeah. I guess you're right.

(beat)

I really like the wallpaper we

picked out for the den.

But Kate's just getting warmed up.

KATE:

Let me tell you something about

love. There are no prince

charmings, there are no glass

slippers. Love is hard work.

FAITH:

I know. You're right.

KATE:

People have problems, insecurities,

flaws-- and you have to learn to

compromise, to overlook, to

forgive. It's not settling, Faith,

it's life. Real life.

Okay...

FAITH:

I understand, Kate.

(beat)

What do you think of this garter?

KATE:

(careening out of

control)

I mean, just how long are you going

to cling to this childish illusion

that it's all supposed to be

perfect? Well, guess what?...

It isn't. Not for you, not for

anybody.

Kate slams the pins down, scattering them. A long beat of

silence.

FAITH:

(quietly)

Kate, is something the matter?

KATE:

(shakily, staring

up at the ceiling)

Larry brought me flowers last

night.

FAITH:

Is that bad?...

KATE:

I think he's having an affair.

She buries her face in her hands.

CUT TO:

They're sitting down. Faith is handing Kate kleenex.

FAITH:

Okay. Now. Have you talked to

him about this?

Still looking down, Kate mutely shakes her head, "no".

FAITH:

Have you seen him with someone?

KATE:

No... I can just tell.

FAITH:

After all, he is my brother, and

I know he can be kind of a jerk

sometimes, but I know him pretty

well, and I really don't think--

The PHONE RINGS.

FAITH:

(reluctantly)

Don't move.

Faith gets up and tries to head into the kitchen, but the

unfortunate combination of the big dress and the small doorway

stop her. She tries a variety of approaches before finally

turning the hoop skirt on an angle and suspending part of it

over her head, enabling her to squeeze through the doorway

just far enough to knock the receiver off the hook and grab

it.

FAITH:

Hello?

There's a lot of noise on the other end.

FAITH:

Hello? Is anybody there?

PHONE:

(louder, over the

noise)

Dwayne Pinsley? I'm trying to

reach Dwayne Pinsley.

FAITH:

He's not in at the moment. Can

I take a message?

PHONE:

Who's this?

FAITH:

(trying to wrench

herself free from

the doorway)

This is his fiancee. Who's this?

PHONE:

Oh, hi. I'm an old high school

buddy of Dwayne's. I was in town

this weekend, was hoping to stop

by and surprise him. But I've gotta

catch a plane so I'm afraid I'm

not gonna be able to make it.

Kate, wiping her eyes, mouths "who is it?" Faith shakes her

head.

FAITH:

(wanting to get

off the phone)

I'm sure he'll be sorry to hear

that. Who should I tell him

called?

PHONE:

My name's (lots of noise)

FAITH:

I can hardly hear you. Could you

spell that?

Kate hands Faith a pencil and the back of an RSVP card. And

letter by letter, we watch Faith scrawl out a name which, for

the second time in the movie, we realize spells "Damon

Bradley".

The receiver clatters to the floor.

FAITH:

(dumbstruck)

Damon Bradley...

PHONE:

Right. Thanks a lot. And

congratulations. It's not easy

finding love these days.

He's about to hang up. She's shaken out of her stupor. Grabs

the phone up off the floor.

FAITH:

WAIT!! Where are you?

PHONE:

I'm at the airport. Why?

FAITH:

Uh-- in case Dwayne wants to try

to reach you.

PHONE:

Well, he'd have to hurry. My

flight leaves at four o'clock.

She checks her watch. It's 3:15.

FAITH:

(like a shot)

Where are you going?

PHONE:

I'm on my way to Venice. Why?

FAITH:

(anything to keep

him on the phone)

Venice? I love Venice. With the

boats, right?...

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