Platinum Blonde Page #19

ANNE:

I'm glad.

He sees two figures pass above in a proscenium alcove,

first Mrs. Schuyler, then Grayson. He makes an elaborate

bow to each, and is impressed by Grayson's return bow.

STEW:

He can bend!

120. CLOSER SHOT

Anne takes a step backwards and sits down with him on one

of the divans. CAMERA TILTING DOWN WITH THEM. He puts an

arm about her.

ANNE:

Come here baby!

Anne starts fussing abstractedly at Stew's tie. They kiss.

ANNE:

haven't seen you for three hours.

You're neglecting me already—

During her speech she has been picking away at a stain on

his tie. Stew looks down and notices it.

STEW:

What's the matter? Something I et,

no doubt. Egg marks the spot—

ANNE:

You ought to get some new ties,

Stewart.

STEW:

I don't need any new ties. I've

got another tie - I've got another

one besides this one. And it's a

pip, too. There's only one thing

wrong with it. You know what that

is? It has a little weakness for

gravy, and once in a while it leans

a little toward ketchup. Of course

that's only in its weaker moments.

When you move down to my place,

I'll show it to you.

Anne is somewhat taken aback at the suggestion that she's

to move into his place.

ANNE:

Your place?

TWO SHOT - ANOTHER ANGLE

STEW:

Yeah. Oh, it's great. Of course it

doesn't compare with this coliseum

of yours here, but 'twill serve

m'lady, 'twill serve.

(elaborate)

The architecture has a little

feeling of Missouri Gothic - and

the furniture sort of leans toward

Oklahoma Renaissance - with a tiny

touch of Grand Rapids.

ANNE:

(gently insistent)

Don't you think it's silly of us

to think of living there when we

have this whole big house—

STEW:

When 'we' . . .? You mean, you'd

like to have me live here in your

house?

Anne cuddles closer into his collar.

ANNE:

Sure. We can have the whole left

wing and be all by ourselves all

the time.

Stew is slightly dazed.

CLOSEUP - STEW

He is slightly dazed.

STEW:

(cynically)

We could have the whole left wing?

Wouldn't that be nice! Would that

be room enough for us?

123. TWO SHOT

ANNE:

(seriously - missing

his sarcasm)

Oh darling, of course it would. If

it isn't - there are six rooms and

two baths - but if that isn't

enough, Mother will give us the

blue room too, I think.

STEW:

Oh, Mother will give us the blue

room. You haven't a red room, have

you? Well, bless her heart.

Wouldn't that be nice! My, oh my -

six rooms and two baths and a blue

room. I guess she would let us

have the right wing if we needed

it, wouldn't she?

ANNE:

But we don't need it, I'm sure.

STEW:

I see, we won't need that. Plenty

of room, plenty of room.

124. WIDER SHOT

He gets up and paces the floor. He looks at Anne and sees

that she is taking him seriously. He drops down beside

her.

STEW:

(dropping his kidding)

Look Anne, you're not serious about

this, are you?

ANNE:

Of course I am Stewart.

CLOSER TWO SHOT:

STEW:

Now let's get this settled—

She cuddles closer, tweaking his nose.

ANNE:

You have the cutest nose I've—

STEW:

Never mind my nose. What kind of a

chump do you think I am? You think

I'm going to live here in your

house - on your dough? What do

you think my friends would all

say? Don't be silly. I'd get the

razzing of my life for that. 'A

bird in a gilded cage' - that's

what I'd be. Not me. Oh no, not

me!

ANNE:

What do you think my friends would

say if they found me in a little

cheap flat?

STEW:

It isn't cheap. It's nice.

ANNE:

(cuddling closer)

Listen Stew baby, let's not talk

about things like that now—

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