Peggy Sue Got Married Page #12

CAMERA PULLS BACK to include the entire, perfect tableau: the

starry night, the motorcycle, the clouds racing across the

moon and the two lovers on the mountaintop.

EXT. STREET — DAWN

Michael stops at the corner of Peggy's street. She gets off

the bike and kisses Michael goodbye. He takes off.

EXT. KELCHER HOUSE

Peggy walks up the path as the MILKMAN approaches.

MILKMAN:

Your parents are waiting up. You

know, I see a lot of this in the

spring. Good luck.

PEGGY:

Thanks, Ralph.

INT. KELCHER HOUSE

Peggy enters, trying to be quiet. Mr. Kelcher stands inthe

kitchen doorway in his bathrobe waiting for her, steaming.

CAMERA TRACKS Peggy into kitchen. She grabs a cup ofcoffee

before sitting down.

MRS. KELCHER

Where have you been?

PEGGY:

I went for a drive. Up in the

hills.

MR. KELCHER

Damn that Charlie I

PEGGY:

It's not Charlie. It's me.

MR. KELCHER

(nervously)

Peggy, let me ask you something.

(beat)

You're not... expecting are you?

PEGGY:

At my age? Don't be silly.

MR. KELCHER

Thank God for that.

PEGGY:

Dad.. it's not a big deal. Didn't

you ever stay out all night when

you were young?

MR. KELCHER

Yes but I was a boy. And I still

had hell to pay.

PEGGY:

Calm down. Just listen for a

minute.. Please.

MR. KELCHER

All right. But this better be good.

PEGGY:

I want to help with the family

finances. I want you to buy some

stocks. And gold. By 1980 gold is

going to be worth eight hundred

dollars an ounce. Then you sell.

MR. KELCHER

Do you know how ridiculous you

sound? First of all, it's illegal

for U.S. citizens to buy gold. And

in the second place, the price of

gold is regulated by the

government.

PEGGY:

I think they're going to deregulate

it.

MR. KELCHER

That's your problems The more women

think, the more trouble they get

into.

PEGGY:

Oh boy, that's another thing that's

going to change. Who's going to

think for us? Our husbands? You

know, you treat Mom like a maid.

It's not entirely your fault. Those

were the attitudes in the fifties,

and that's the way you raised me.

But give Nancy a break, encourage

her to go to art school.

MR. KELCHER

I've heard just about enough of

this lunacy! Go to your room!

PEGGY:

Listen Dad, please. Buy IBM, buy

Polaroid, buy Apple Computer. No,

no. Not yet. Buy Xerox!

MR. KELCHER

Evelyn, take her to her room!

Peggy stalks out of the kitchen to the front door.

MRS. KELCHER

I'm not the maid!

PEGGY:

Way to go, Mom!

The Kelchers glare at each other~. We HEAR the DOOR SLAM.

INT. SHOWER'S CAFE — DAY

Peggy and Richard sit in a booth. Richard's kite is hung on a

coat rack.

RICHARD:

The way I see it, you have an

unparalleled opportunity to become

the richest woman in the world.

PEGGY:

I'm just not the type. Besides, I

want to get out of here.

RICHARD:

But you have a vision. Don't you

want to help your parents?

PEGGY:

I tried to tell them, but they

wouldn't listen to me.

RICHARD:

I'm talking about invention, no

investment. I know what people

think of me. Mr. Spasmatician. Dick

the Square Root. I'll show them.

You said I was going to be a

millionaire. And you're gonna help!

PEGGY:

Richard, take it easy.

RICHARD:

No offense, but for a person who

says she's lived an extra lifetime,

you certainly are thick. Money is

power.. Money makes people respect

you...

PEGGY:

How come you never ask me any

important questions? Don't you

wonder if there's going to be a

nuclear war? Or a cure for cancer?

What about your family? What about

people?

RICHARD:

I'm curious, but I don't want to

know. Jeez, I hope you haven't been

telling people what's going to

happen to them.

PEGGY:

Give me some credit, will you?

RICHARD:

Good. You're discreet. I like that

in a partner.

PEGGY:

Wbat're you talking about?

RICHARD:

Look it's very simple. You tell me

everything that hasn't been

invented yet, and I'll invent it.

We'll be partners. Fifty—fifty.

PEGGY:

Sixty—forty.

RI CHARD:

That's not fair.

PEGGY:

Okay, find yourself another vision.

RICHARD:

You're taking advantage of a minor.

PEGGY:

When do we start?

A WAITRESS approaches their table.

WAITRESS:

Do you know what you want?

RICHARD:

A Ton on a Bun, with fries.

WAITRESS:

And you?

PEGGY:

Quiche Lorraine, spinach salad and

a Perrier.

EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET

The street is filled with Saturday shoppers. Peggy holds the

kite, Richard takes notes as they windowshop. They stop in

front of a dry cleaners.

PEGGY:

Dry cleaners. No real change. Just

higher prices.

They move next door to a shoe store.

PEGGY:

Ah. This is a biggie. Forget

sneakers. Running shoes, jogging

shoes, tennis shoes. Fifty to two

hundred dollars a pair.

RICHARD:

Come on. You can't be serious.

PEGGY:

There are major fortunes to be made

here. Leisure time and life—styles.

RICHARD:

Are you talking ~about exercise?

Like gym?

PEGGY:

Not for you. Okay, there's lots

more.

They move along to the next window, an appliance store. The

window is filled with old televisions, record players, large

rotisserie—broilers, etc. The store sign reads: BODELL'S TV

AND APPLIANCES. Another sign reads: COME IN AND LISTEN TO

STEREOPHONIC SOUND.

PEGGY:

Look at that stuff. It's like the

dark ages. This is more your speed.

And boy, do I know this business.

Peggy peers into the store again and catches a g1impse of

Charlie serving a customer.

EXT. STREET — BUS STOP

Peggy and Richard sit on the bench next to TWO OLD. LADIES.

Richard reads from his list.

RICHARD:

Let's see...

(looking around)

icrowavemays, ocketpay

alculatorcays...

The two ladies react.

PEGGY:

You don't have to use pig Latin!

Nobody could possibly know what

we're talking about.

RICHARD:

All right. These are the choices:

microwave ovens, pocket

calculators, Walkmans, digital

watches and miniature TV's.

PEGGY:

Oh.And huge portable radios.

Everything else gets small, but for

some reason, portable radios get

enormous.

Peggy looks up and sees a lingerie store across the street.

She heads towards it, calling:

PEGGY:

I'll be right back.

Peggy enters the Lingerie store. After a beat, Peggy emerges

from the store, excited and empty handed. Dodging traffic,

she hurries back to Richard.

PEGGY:

Richard! They don't have any! They

never heard of them! Isn't that

wonderful?

RICHARD:

What are you talking about?

PEGGY:

The wave of the future! I've

decided on our first fortune! I'll

see you later. You just think high

tech.

RICHARD:

High tech. I like the sound of

that.

EXT. APPLIANCE STORE — DUSK

At the back is a small record department, complete with a

listening booth. Charlie is waiting on a customer. Peggy

enters. CHARLIE'S FATHER is waiting on a buxom YOUNG WOMAN,

his arm around her shoulder. He turns around as she enters.

She has a shock of recognition.

MR. BODELL

(to young woman)

Look at that freezer chest. What

capacity.

(to Peggy, embarrassed)

Hello Peggy Sue.

PEGGY:

Woody! How ya doing?

MR. BODELL

Fine, just fine.

Peggy gives him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

PEGGY:

Nice to see you.

MR. BODELL

Charlie's in the back.

Peggy walks towards the back as Mr. Bodell explains:

MR. BODELL

My future daughter—in—law. Very

affectionate girl.

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