Peggy Sue Got Married Page #13

INT. RECORD DEPT. — APPLIANCE STORE

Charlie talks to on ELDERLY GENTLEMAN.

GENTLEMAN:

I'll just take the Ravel.

CHARLIE:

Take the Shostakovich home and

listen to it. Let it grow on you.

Everyone that's bought it has come

back and said, "This is definitive

Shostakovich. Thank you for

encouraging me to investigate it."

GENTLEMAN:

Well, I did enjoy the Dvorak you

suggested. Young man, you talked me

into it.

Charlie points Peggy to the listening booth.

CHARLIE:

You'll like it. I kid you not.

INT. LISTENING BOOTH

Peggy sits on the chair. A turntable sits on a small desk.

Record covers decorate the walls. Charlie enters and sits on

the desk, his feet resting on Peggy's chair.

PEGGY:

What do you know about classical

music?

CHARLIE:

Nothing.. Selling is selling.

PEGGY:

Charlie. About last nights..

CHARLIE:

Forget it. I've been thinking.

Girls must go through that stuff

too. Sometimes when I look at you I

feel like an animal. Maybe my dad's

right. Teenagers are nuts.

PEGGY:

But I'm not. I'm a grown woman with

a lifetime of emotional experiences

you couldn't possibly understand.

CHARLIE:

Yeah, I know. Girls mature faster

than guys. But last night, I was

the one who put on the brakes. And

you know why?

PEGGY:

Why?

Charlie cups her face in his hands, pouring out his heart.

CHARLIE:

Because nothing else matters.

That's the great thing about love.

Every time we argue, every time

something goes wrong, and I know

that I'm not perfect either, things

just work out better in the end.

Cause you're my baby and I love

you.

PEGGY:

What am I going to do with you?

CHARLIE:

Don't be cruel to a heart that's

true.

INT. KELCHER HAT STORE KELCHER'S HATS - LATE AFTERNOON

Alone in the store, Mr. Kelcher is going through some

receipts. Peggy enters carrying a shopping bag.

PEGGY:

Hi, Dad.

MR. KELCHER

Doing some shopping?

Peggy reaches into the shopping bag and pulls out a small

wrapped box.

MR. KELCHER

For me?

PEGGY:

Open it.

He opens the present. Inside are a pair of miniature golf

ball cufflinks.

MR. KELCHER

Sweetheart, they're beautiful. But

they must've been expensive.

Across the street an ice cream truck pulls up. Mothers,

fathers and children crowd around the back as the driver exit

the cab.

PEGGY:

I closed my Christmas club.

MR. KELCHER

Good, you got your money out of

that greedy bank.

PEGGY:

I wanted to apologize for this

morning.

MR. KELCHER

It's hard to believe you're going

to be eighteen.

(looks out the window)

Want an eskimo pie? Or a

creamsicle?

I'd come home from the store and

there's little you running up to

me. I'd give you a dime and you'd

promise never to grow up.

PEGGY:

Quiet today?

MR. KELCHER

This morning was good.

PEGGY:

The hat business is in trouble.

MR. KELCHER

I, that what all that nonsense was

about this morning? You're worried

about my business?

PEGGY:

Yes.

MR. KELCHER

That's very thoughtful, honey. It's

just a slump. Things will pick up.

PEGGY:

But when John F. Kennedy's elected

President, men'1l stop wearing

hats.

MR. KELCHER

Kennedy's a Catholic. He'll never

win.

PEGGY:

(gravely; closing her

eyes)

He'll win.

MR. KELCHER

Richard Nixon's going to be

President. Nixon wears hats.

INT. NANCY'S ROOM

Peggy is helping her sister Nancy with an art project.

NANCY:

You think this'll cheer Dad up?

PEGGY:

Of course, he'll love it. You're a

terrific artist.

We HEAR Mr. Kelcher arguing loudly from downstairs. The two

girls freeze.

MR. KELCHER (O.S.)

I don't need your charity. I don't

need your grandmother's jewelry or

your parents money -—how could you

do that?

MRS. KELCHER

Please don't shout.

Peggy opens the door, Nancy cautiously behind.

MR. KELCHER (O.S.)

I'm not shouting. Have we ever

starved? Have we ever missed a

mea1?

INT. DOWNSTAIRS — PEGGY'S POV:

Mrs. Kelcher moves around the room, closing the windows.

MRS. KELCHER

Does everybody have to hear?

MR. KELCHER

I want everybody to hear because I

don't have anything to be ashamed

of.

Mr. Kelcher collapses into his barcalounger, red as a beet.

MRS. KELCHER

Jack, I was just trying to help.

MR. KELCHER

We'll make it, we'll be fine.

INT. NANCY'S ROOM

Nancy is frightened.

NANCY:

Does this mean we're going to be

poor?

Peggy leads her back into her room without letting her

parents know they were there.

INT. PEGGY'S ROOM

We HEAR the song "Stranger in Paradise" from Kismet on the

old black and white record player from opening scene. Peggy

sits on the floor, surrounded by stockings, leotards and a

sewing basket. She cuts the legs oft a pair of leotards. In

one hand she holds up the top half of the leotards, in the

other hand, a pair of nylon stockings.

We HEAR a KNOCK on the bedroom door. Peggy pushes everything

under the bed as Maddy and Carol enter.

CAROL:

All right. What's the scoop?

PEGGY:

On what?

MADDY:

How come we're your best friends

and we had to find out about you

and Michael Fitzsimmons from

Dolores?

PEGGY:

She's unbelievable. Who needs

satellites when we've got Dolores's

mouth?

CAROL:

I hear she does more than talk with

her mouth.

MADDY:

That's disgusting!

CAROL:

(brushing her hair) )

Oh, Maddy, grow up. It says in LOVE

WITHOUT FEAR that "the tongue kiss

as a means of genital stimulation

is widely practiced and has much to

commend it". Page eighty—six.

PEGGY:

Did you memorize the whole book or

only the good parts?

CAROL:

Just what you underlined.

PEGGY:

You're kidding...? Carol, you have

beautiful hair.

CAROL:

Come on. What's with you and

Michael?

MADDY:

Yeah. He's so cool and mysterious.

PEGGY:

He's very interesting. For all his

pretending to be a tough guy, he's

really got the soul of a poet.

CAROL:

I bet Dolores told Charlie.

PEGGY:

That loud—mouthed little b*tch~

MADDY:

Peggy Sue!

CAROL:

You better watch out for her. She's

after Charlie.

PEGGY:

Cool it kids. He's free to see

other girls, if he wants.

MADDY:

But I always thought that you would

marry Charlie, Carol would marry

Walter, and I would marry Arthur.

We'd all live on the same street

and take our kids to the park

together and have barbecues every

Sunday. It'll spoil everything if

you and Charlie break up. That

Michael doesn't look like the

barbecue type.

PEGGY:

I'm not going to marry him. I just

went out with him once.

(beat)

I know! Why don't we go to the

movies tonight. Just us girls.

It'll be fun.

CAROL:

Don't be silly. It's Saturday. Date

night!

MADDY:

Yeah. I've gotta go. Arthur's

picking me up soon.

PEGGY:

Okay. But let's have a girls night

soon. Maybe a pajama party.

CAROL:

Aren't we a little old for that?

MADDY:

Sometimes you're so immature.

INT. KELCHER LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Peggy turns to face her parents, holding up her home—made

pantyhose with a flourish.

PEGGY:

Ta da! Pantyhose! The death of the

garter belt! Of course, once

they're manufactured they'll look

better than this. What do you

think?

MR. KELCHER

This is your great invention?

(to Mrs. Kelcher)

Would you wear those things?

MRS. KELCHER

Would they go over my girdle or

under?

PEGGY:

Instead of a girdle. And light as a

feather.

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