Peggy Sue Got Married Page #15

RICHARD:

What will they be made of?

PEGGY:

I think it's called silicon.

Charlie told me that.

RICHARD:

Silicon is from sand.

PEGGY:

We were lying in the sand. It was

my eighteenth birthday... We were

so awkward... I would have married

him anyway...

Peggy starts to shift in the chair. Her shorts hike up, her

legs spread slightly. This is not lost on Richard. Weird,

guttural sounds begin to emanate from his throat.

RICHARD:

In the future, will you have to

marry a girl before you have sex

with her?

PEGGY:

No. The Pill will change all that.

Then he wouldn't have blamed me. We

were just too young.

RICHARD:

You mean you'll give a girl a pill

and she'll want to have sex?

PEGGY:

No. The Pill will be for birth

control. But girls do like sex.

Maybe not the first time.

RICHARD:

Will you take of f your blouse?

PEGGY:

Yes, every day.

(taking her blouse off —

getting spaced)

Maybe I shouldn't have worn that

dress? I told Beth it was a bad idea.

That's why they made me Queen.

Peggy's meandering makes Richard nervous.

MAN'S VOICE (O.S.)

Richard, are you in there?

Richard frantically tries to put Peggy's blouse back on.

She's limp and unresponsive.

RICHARD:

(shouting)

No! Yes! I'll be right out, Dad.

(urgent)

Oh sh*t! Peggy, I'm going to snap

you out of it.

PEGGY:

I couldn't help it —— I loved him.

RICHARD:

One... two... three.

(claps twice)

You are now awake.

Richard kneels on top of Peggy as she wakes up, fumbling the

buttons at her breasts. Peggy comes to, as Richard jumps off.

She buttons her blouse, furious.

PEGGY:

Richard! You should be ashamed of

yourself.

RICHARD:

Me? You went crazy! You started

taking your clothes off. I was

putting them back on for you.

PEGGY:

That's just perfect isn't it? Did

it work? Did you find out why I

came back?

RICHARD:

I think it has something to do with

your birthday. You were rambling. I

didn't understand the rest.

PEGGY:

God dammit! How'm I gonna got out

of here?

Peggy grabs a glass beaker and hurls it against the wall.

RICHARD:

Hey! Do you have any idea how much

those beakers cost? I usually

charge for hypnosis.

PEGGY:

Oh, go feel up your hamsters! I

hear rodents put out.

Peggy storms out.

INT. KELCHER HOUSE

Mrs. Kelcher stands at the counter preparing a pot roast.

Peggy's making a chocolate mousse.

MRS. KELCHER

You know, dear, I think the

pantyhose is a wonderful idea, but

the next time you come up with

something, please don't stay out

all night. Just tell us. We'll

believe you.

PEGGY:

Mom, how about a machine that's

like your blender, only it slices

vegetables, kneads dough, chops

meat and even make fresh pasta?

MRS KELCHER:

What's pasta?

INT. KELCHER DINING ROOM

Peggy and Mrs. Kelcher are setting the table, taking the good

china out of the cabinet. A dozen red roses grace the table.

MRS. KELCHER

These roses are beautiful. And so

romantic'. Who is this Michael? Is

he a friend of Charlie's?

She moves the Jell-O mold.

PEGGY:

No, just a friend of mine. I don't

think he Likes Jell—O.

MRS. KELCHER

What does Charlie think about that?

PEGGY:

You know Mom, it's okay to have

male friends. Besides, it's over

with me and Charlie.

MRS. KELCHER

(shocked)

What? When did it happen? Your dad

and I always expected you two to

get married.

PEGGY:

Yeah, I know Peggy Sue gets

married. Case closed. Period. Mom,

if you could live your life over

again, would you do the same thing?

Get married and settle down after

high school?

MRS KELCHER:

Of course I loved your Lather.

I remember once being offered a

scholarship to art school. But I

turned it down.

PEGGY:

Why?

MRS. KELCHER

All the college girls I knew were

so well, dressed. I was worried

that I wouldn't fit in. I didn't

have the right clothes. I was so

silly. But, I don't have many

regrets, and besides, r don't have

time to worry about the past. But

Charlie. I hope you know what

you're doing.

INT. DINING ROOM — TWO HOURS LATER

Michael, DORIS and ED FITZSIMMONS sit at the table with the

Kelchers. They have just finished dessert.

MR. FITZSIMMONS

Moose? I never thought I'd have

moose for desert.

The adults laugh. Michael looks bored.

MR. KELCHER

Peggy Sue cooked the whole dinner.

NANCY:

But Mom helped.

MR. FITZSIMMONS

You know, you should open a

restaurant.

PEGGY:

It's incredibly difficult to make

money in the restaurant business.

You have to get up at five in the

morning to go to the market, you

have problems with spoilage,

employee pilferage, and just try

and collect from the credit card

companies. They take months to pay.

The whole table is astonished.

MR. FITZSIMMONS

How does a young gal like you know

so much about business?

PEGGY:

Oh, I just picked it up from my

dad. He's a wonderful businessman.

MR. FITZSIMMONS

Really?

Peggy gives her father a go get him look. Michael's writing

in a pocket notebook.

MR. KELCHER

Ah, Ed, why don't you and I adjourn

to the den for a while?

EXT. KELCHER HOUSE

Peggy~ and Michael stand by Michael's motorcycle, passing a

cigarette.

MICHAEL:

That was quite an evening.

Bourgeois, phony, decadent, stupid.

PEGGY:

I shouldn't have put you through

that. It must have been agony.

Let's do something.

Michael makes a move towards Peggy, with lust in his eyes.

PEGGY:

No. Something else. I'm too full.

Besides, it's a school night.

EXT. GHETTO STREET - NIGHT

Michael and Peggy pull up on the motorcycle in front of

Lena's Lounge, a seedy bar in the town's black ghetto. Half a

dozen blacks are banging around outside. They eye Peggy and

Michael suspiciously.

INT. LENA'S LOUNGE

The room has a bar at one side, booths and tables in the rest

of the room. A stage is at the far end. On stage, an all

black group, The Four—Mations, is performing the song GOOD

TIMIN' The people in the club are dancing the Twist.

Peggy and Michael sit in the last booth. Several people wave

hello to Michael.. Although Peggy and Michael can see the

stage, their booth is not visible from the stage.

MICHAEL:

Five more weeks of school. And ten

minutes past graduation I'm gone.

(he raises his glass)

To freedom.

PEGGY:

(looking around at the

crowd — clinking glasses)

For everyone.

MICHAEL:

Now listen, this is the plan. As

soon as school is finished we go to

Utah and...

PEGGY:

Utah? I thought you'd be going to

New York or Paris. What's in Utah?

MICHAEL:

Rita. I met her last summer. She's

cool. You'll really dig her. She's

got this great little cabin in the

hills, just outside of Provo where

she raises chickens. I'll write and

the two of you can take care of the

chickens to support us.

PEGGY:

(astounded)

I can't do that.

MICHAEL:

Why not? Polygamy's legal in Utah.

PEGGY:

I hate chickens.

ANGLE — THE STAGE

On stage, the Four—Nations have concluded their song.

We HEAR APPLAUSE.

SINGER:

Thank you. Now we're happy to

introduce, a friend of ours. He's

one damn fine singer, Mr. Charlie

Dell!

We HEAR the GROVE BEGIN the SONG SEA OF LOVE.

MICHAEL:

But what about the other night? We

were like two stars in the same

constellation.

PEGGY:

Michael, you and I are light years

apart. You should go, but not with

me.

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