Platinum Blonde Page #10

INT. SCHUYLER LIBRARY - MEDIUM SHOT

Anne sweeps in, followed by Stew. She walks directly to a

desk, opens a drawer and takes out a large check book. She

draws up a chair and seats herself.

63. CLOSE SHOT

Anne at the desk, starting to fill in the date on a blank

check.

ANNE:

What are your initials - Mr. - er—

CLOSE SHOT - STEW

Who has remained standing. He is watching her with a

peculiar expression.

STEW:

Smith. Stewart Smith. My friends

call me Stew. It's an injustice

too because I hold my liquor all

right.

CONTINUATION SCENE 63

Anne writes on the check. Then she looks up.

ANNE:

Will - uh - five thousand be enough?

65. DOUBLE SHOT

STEW:

For what?

ANNE:

For the letters, of course.

MEDIUM CLOSE SHOT

As Stew walks closer and addreses her.

STEW:

Gee, you shouldn't do that, Miss

Schuyler. That's all right for

your lawyer friend, but you

shouldn't go around thinking you

can buy people.

(hands her the

letters)

They're yours.

Anne has been listening to him with a puzzled expression,

impressed by his obvious sincerity.

ANNE:

I don't know how to thank you.

Mother'll be so grateful - she'll

probably want to kiss you.

STEW:

Your mother will want to kiss me?

Give me back my letters.

(grabs the letters)

That's the breaks I get. It's the

mothers that are always grateful

to me.

(with a smile, he

hands the letters

back)

Here.

ANNE:

You're a peculiar person. Why the

other day I pleaded with you not

to send in that story and —

(gestures with

letters)

67. CLOSE TWO SHOT

STEW:

(patiently again)

I know but that was news. This is

blackmail and I don't like

blackmail.

Anne is regarding him with searching scrutiny. She smiles.

Her icy, belligerent attitude has vanished.

ANNE:

won't even pretend it isn't a very

great favor. I wish there was

something I could do for you—

STEW:

Well, you could make this table a

little - uh - a little less wide.

(he leans over closer

to her)

There is something you can do for

me, Miss Schuyler.

The smile goes out of Anne's eyes—the suspicion returns—she

is saying to herself—"I was right the first time!"

STEW:

(engagingly)

I haven't had any lunch yet. Have

you got anything in the icebox?

The hard, disdainful look leaves Anne's face as she stares

at this incredible guy with his incredible request. With a

twinkle in her eyes, she responds:

ANNE:

Oh, you fool!

LAP DISSOLVE TO:

INT. SCHUYLER DINING ROOM

MED. FULL SHOT

A lovely, sunny room, cretonne drapes and colorful painted

furniture. Stew and Anne are sitting at the table. Anne

looks amused and definitely speculative. Stew has the manner

of having lived in this house all his life. He draws the

cup of tea to him and puts in a lump or two of sugar.

Between him and Anne on the corner of the table is a

modernistic, squatty little tea-pot.

STEW:

After years of research, I finally

discovered that I was the only guy

in the world who hadn't written a

play, so believe it or not, in my

spare time I'm now writing a play.

CLOSE TWO SHOT:

Anne is casually amused.

ANNE:

Really?

STEW:

Yeah, I haven't figured out the

plot yet, but it's laid in a

Siberian village.

ANNE:

You're a bit eccentric, aren't

you?

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