Pretty Woman Page #12

Edward looks at his watch. Vivian covers it with her hand.

VIVIAN:

Please.

INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY

A beautiful, chic women's shop. The haughty SALESGIRL

approaches Vivian near a rack of dresses. Edward hovers in the

b.g.

VIVIAN:

(nervous)

Hello. Can you help me?

The Salesgirl looks Vivian up and down. A Pause. Vivian gives

her "the stare" and straightens up. We see the Salesgirl's

reaction change.

VIVIAN:

(confidently)

I'm looking for a dress, nothing

too flashy, not too sexy,

conservative. In a size six.

SALESGIRL:

(uncomfortable under

Vivian's stare)

Do... do you have a charge

account with us?

Vivian smiles and draws out Edward's American Express card.

The Salesgirl nods and quickly moves to a rack of dresses to

find Vivian's size.

INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY - IN A SERIES OF CUTS

Vivian tries on different clothes under Edward and the

Salesgirl's supervision.

Vivian comes happily out of the dressing room wearing a low

cut, spangled and fringed outfit. Edward shakes his hand. The

Salesgirl holds a classic tweed ensemble over Vivian's outfit.

Vivian scowls.

VIVIAN:

(sighing)

I look like f***ing Nancy Reagan.

INT. BOUTIQUE - ANOTHER ANGLE

The Salesgirl shows Edward clothes by Ann Taylor. He turns

to find Vivian happily holding up a tiny, low cut leather dress.

Edward shakes his head in mock disapproval. Vivian scowls.

INT. BOUTIQUE - ANOTHER ANGLE - LATER

Vivian is wearing an elegant pastel dress. Edward is standing

at the store's bar, watching and talking on the telephone.

INT. STUCKEY'S OFFICE - DAY - INTERCUT WITH EDWARD

Stuckey and Vance are pouring over stock reports, talking to

Edward on the speaker phone.

VANCE:

Kross came out of his corner

swinging. He started buying up

all available stock as soon as

the market opened.

EDWARD:

(almost to himself)

He's a tough old son of a

b*tch...

Edward is watching Vivian. She pulls the hem of her skirt up

to mid thigh. She looks hopefully over to Edward. Edward

shakes his head.

VANCE:

It's up to ten and a quarter.

EDWARD:

Offer nine and a half. Bring

them back down to earth.

STUCKEY:

Goddamit! Where is he getting

the money to fight?

EDWARD:

Someone's loaning it to him.

Get on it right away.

STUCKEY:

Our contract guys are working

on the Kross pension funds.

There's another forty million

there. We can bleed'm dry.

There is a sudden hesitation in Edward's eyes. He watches as

Vivian tries on a hat. She preens for him. He smiles.

EDWARD:

(to Vance & Stuckey)

Put the pension funds on hold

until I say otherwise.

STUCKEY:

(surprised)

We're letting them slide?

EDWARD:

I want the treatment plant

licenses to be top priority right

now.

STUCKEY:

But, Edward...

EDWARD:

Do it.

Edward hangs up and takes a long look at Vivian. She moves

to him.

EDWARD:

(looks at his watch)

You're on your own now, Vivian.

I've got to get to work. Be

sensible and you can keep

everything. Spend too much and

it all goes back.

Vivian hugs him again.

EXT. RODEO DRIVE - DAY

Vivian walks along Rodeo Drive. She looks lovely in the pink

dress and new, white shoes. A pretty, white hat is the final

touch. She carries a bag containing her old clothes. She stops

at a trashcan and ceremonially throws the offending items away.

INT. TORIE STEELE BOUTIQUE - SHOPPING MONTAGE

We SEES Vivian in each department within the store with

different SALESPEOPLE. She happily and confidently tries on

a variety of dresses, hats, shoes, accesarries, etc.

1) Vivian is in a dressing stall. She tosses a dress out

to a waiting SALESWOMAN.

VIVIAN:

Not me!

2) A SALESWOMAN holds a long, purple evening gown.

VIVIAN:

(imitating Bridget)

Horrid!

3) Vivian is admiring a pair of beautiful suede dress pumps.

Her attention is drawn to the SALESMEN'S exotic hand-painted

tie.

VIVIAN:

Where'd you get your tie?

4) Vivian stands in front of an enormous tie rack with the

Salesman, a dozen wild, swirling designed ties are hanging over

his outstretched arm. Vivian picks out the brightest one and

smiles.

EXT. RODEO DRIVE - DAY

Vivian's arms are filled with clothing boxes and bags. She

feels like she owns the block. A well-dressed MAN passes by,

smiling politely. Vivian's nose lifts as she happily ignores

him.

Suddenly Vivian stops. She's about to pass the shop she was

thrown out of. Vivian takes a breath and enters the shop.

INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY

Vivian enters. The moment she steps through the door, Vivian's

courage leaves her.

The saleswoman is waiting on a CUSTOMER.

SALESWOMAN:

(to the customer)

Isn't this lovely? I think it

would look wonderful on you.

Vivian musters her courage. She takes a deep breath and starts

forward.

SALESWOMAN:

(to her customer)

Would you like to try it on?

VIVIAN:

'Scume me.

Both the saleswoman and her customer look up. The saleswoman

smiles pleasantly.

SALESWOMAN:

Yes?

VIVIAN:

Do you remember me?

SALESWOMAN:

No, I'm sorry, I don't.

VIVIAN:

I was in here yesterday.

Vivian slowly raises her middle finger. The recognition starts

to dawn in the saleswoman's eyes. Vivian's courage begins to

return.

VIVIAN:

Yeah. That's right. It's me.

I want you to know something.

You made me feel terrible. I

wasn't dressed right and you said

I didn't belong here. Well, I

do. You're the one that was

wrong, not me. And I want to tell

you something else. I'm never

gonna shop here again as long as

I live.

And with that, Vivian turns and walks out.

The saleswoman is stunned. A beat. The customer thrusts the

dress into the saleswoman's arm as if offended by Vivian's

speech and leaves the store also.

INT. HOTEL LOBBY - DAY

Mr. Thomas looks up from the desk. And stares. Vivian and a

BELLHOP stroll through the hotel entrance and across the hotel

lobby to the elevator. The bellhop's arms are packed with boxes

and shopping bags. Mr. Thomas can't help it. He smiles to

himself.

INT. PENTHOUSE LIVING ROOM - DAY

Vivian opens the front door for the Bellhop who carries in her

packages. She motions for him to place them on the couch. He

does. Vivian happily tips him with a five dollar bill. He

exits. The door closes.

VIVIAN:

Wheee!!!

Vivian does a giddy spin and falls onto the couch.

INT. BROKERAGE HOUSE MEETING ROOM - DAY

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