Playing for Keeps Page #4
You had it right the first time.
Nice to meet you, Mrs. King.
Please, call me Patti.
Oh, the councilman's leaving.
I'll be right back.
It's a beautiful place you have here.
Mm. He's laid out quite a spread
for you, hasn't he?
No, I don't think it's for me exactly.
Oh, no. I've thrown enough parties to
known for whom they're thrown and why.
The only thing I cant figure out is he
invites one woman he's sleeping with.
I'm not complaining.
He takes very good care of me.
I just like to know which one it is.
It makes me feel better somehow.
I'm sure you're just
being paranoid, Mrs. King.
Ha-ha-ha. That's sweet. You barely know
him yet you're already defending him.
You know, I have crazy intuition.
I watched you coaching
those kids and I said to myself:
"Patti, now that's a good person."
Thank you for taking
such nice care of my son.
I see a friend standing all alone.
I'm gonna go talk to her.
Nice to meet you, George.
Well, don't just stare at it,
take it for a spin. Come on.
Really?
Get in.
Wow.
Lewis saw her in the park the other day.
Thought she was a rocket ship.
My friend, put that piece of crap
back of the parking lot.
Hey, thank you for coming.
You were a huge hit.
See you at practice, coach.
Keep it till then.
I told you,
I take care of my friends.
Oh, hey, Matt.
What are you doing?
It's after midnight.
I know.
Hey, I was wondering
if I could talk to Stacie.
It's about Lewis.
All right, just hold on. Just
hold on for a second, all right?
Sh*t.
Hey.
Hey.
What? What is it, George?
What's wrong?
I was just...
I was just driving by and...
In a Ferrari.
Oh.
Yeah. You like it?
Yes.
You know, actually, though,
it made me think.
Remember Italy?
Remember that place we rented?
We had the Ferrari.
George, it is late, okay?
If you wanna talk to me about Lewis,
call me in the morning.
Hey, Stace? Stace.
What?
Do you ever think...?
I'm just saying, but you ever think
what it might have been like
if I hadn't screwed it all up?
Yeah, I used to.
All the time, I wondered.
You were the most exciting thing
that ever happened to me, George.
One second I'm a 23-year-old from
Virginia backpacking around England
and the next I'm falling in love
with a soccer star
and vacationing in the most
incredible villas in Tuscany.
So you do remember.
Yeah, I remember the pizza too.
Pizza, right.
everything all right?
just two seconds, I'll be in.
Okay.
I'm concerned Lewis
has a learning disability.
You are?
No, I'm just saying
you can tell that to Matt.
Oh, oh.
Okay.
All right, good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Hey.
Hi.
How are you?
I got your address off the team
roster and I was in the neighborhood
so I was like, "Wow, that is a...
Your house is huge."
I guess I should have figured, but...
I live in the guesthouse.
Oh, cool.
Uh, is everything all right?
Yeah, yeah.
Fridays are just kind of hard because
I drop Billy off at his Dad's house.
I thought I would have all these
plans and I'd sleep in really late,
but I always end up
just driving around in circles.
So... what's that?
I didn't say anything.
Oh, I thought I heard you invite
me in for a drink. Ha-ha-ha.
No, no, I was just listening to you.
Oh.
Would you like...?
Yeah, let's have a drink.
in here or something.
What were the colors
of your soccer team?
Because you could probably
I haven't been in
a bachelor pad in years.
Wow!
Cheers, to our kids.
Yeah.
Remember them?
To our kids.
Mm.
Mm.
Mm.
You must miss Lewis living with you.
You guys are so close.
Sure I do, yeah.
Yeah.
I just decided something recently.
What's that?
I decided to start dating again.
Uh-huh.
Oh, that's great.
Yeah.
I know. I figure I'm worth
dinner and a movie, right?
I mean, I know I'm not Penelope Cruz,
but could be worse. I could be worse.
That would be a good line for the
Internet, "You've dated worse."
Ha-ha-ha. I actually am
on the Internet.
Can I show you my profile?
I'd love your opinion.
Yeah, well, I'm the last guy
you want advice from, but...
"Perfect mate."
I have to do my secret password
so look away. Okay.
Ha-ha-ha.
Here's me thinking that sitting around
in my boxers is gonna get me a date.
No... I mean you probably
could. I know that...
I mean, it's not like a really sexy
picture, but I didn't wanna look skanky.
So if you didn't know me,
would you call me?
Yeah.
Really?
Yeah.
Absolutely I would call you.
Ooh.
You're an attractive woman, Barb.
You just gotta have a little more...
A little more confidence in yourself.
Um, okay, I think I'm gonna go now.
Yeah.
I should go because...
Um, thank you so much
for the half a beer
and, um, I'll see you at practice.
Sure.
If you did know me and you
saw that ad, would you call?
Yeah. I would.
Okay. Bye.
Good night.
Hi.
You're not gonna cry again, are you?
No, I promise I won't cry.
But you're gonna have to take it
really slow, okay?
Son of a b*tch.
Hey, Carl. What's up?
I hate to bother you with this,
but do you happen to keep
any cash around the house?
Do I keep cash around the house?
$10,000 to be exact. Look, I know
it's a lot, but it's for my bail.
Oh, my God. Are you in jail?
Yeah, it's so stupid.
I'm embarrassed to even...
I had a few too many last night,
some guy was looking at Patti...
I don't want to bore you with all of it.
Actually, Carl, I gotta take Lewis
to his soccer game in, like, two hours.
Swing by the house, grab the money,
come down here and pay my bail,
and Bob's your uncle.
George, hi.
Hi, Mrs. King.
I just came to get the... The bail.
The bail.
Yeah.
Um, I'm so sorry, come in.
This is so embarrassing. Do
you want something to drink?
No, I'm good.
I've gotta get a move on.
Okay, I'm just
so over this, George.
I don't want to get involved
in your business.
I'm sorry. No, I'm sorry.
No, I'm sorry.
He does it all the time.
It's just one of his things.
He gets kind of jealous sometimes.
Don't you think he should stay there?
Hey, buddy, Carl King.
Come on.
He'll be out in a second.
Just take it easy.
Hey, Stacie.
Where the hell are you?
Is Lewis there?
Hey, kiddo. Hey, listen.
I've got a surprise for you.
Remember that cool car you saw?
You mean the rocket-ship car?
Yeah.
How would you like to go in that?
Great.
The only thing is
might be a little late.
We're not gonna miss the game?
No, no, no. We're not.
I'll be there before you know it.
Okay.
All right, kiddo.
Do not go in there.
Wasn't planning on it.
Let's get out of here. I hope Patti
didn't bust your balls too much.
Trust me, she's no angel.
Ha, ha.
She's always threatening
to walk out.
Hinting at other men.
I even had her followed for a time.
Thousands of dollars for a tour
of the Beltway's finest shopping malls.
I'm not letting her go, George,
not to another man.
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