Runaway Bride Page #7

As she hits the stage, she looks at Peggy and Gill, then decides

to go. She jumps off the stage and runs up to a passing GUY on

a dirt bike. She jumps on and turns and waves as she rides

away. During the video, Ike scribbles: "Gill Chavez". Maggie

goes off on dirt bike. The tape fast-forwards to the last of

Maggie's fiascoes.

ON IKE'STV

He now sees the third wedding. It's outdoors, in a tree lined

area, MUSICIANS plays. Ike laughs as he discovers that Maggie

approaches the altar on horseback, in a simple white dress,

wearing a crown of flowers. The Maid Marian look. Ike slows the

tape.

ON TV:
IT SAYS, "GEORGE SWILLING WEDDING".

As Maggie rides down the aisle, suddenly the horse whinnies!

Maggie has kicked it in the shins. It rears and bolts,

galloping off with the bride. Ike FREEZE FRAMES the tape on an

image of Maggie, hair blowing. Although she is panic-stricken,

her soul seems to shine through in tat single frame. As Ike

stares at her, the smirk fades from his face. He just looks at

her, allowing himself to see her expression, her eyes. He can't

help it.

She gets to him. Ike gets a restless look on his face. He

stares closely. The groom is George from the bar.

IKE:

Kamikaze!

CUT TO:

EXT. TE TROUT BAKERY - THE NEXT DAY

Establishing. High angle wide shot of a bakery in Hale. Ike

exits a neighboring shop and walks down the block. He pauses in

front of the bakery to take a look at Maggie's truck. As he

does, a middle-aged Black WOMAN walks by and whacks him with a

newspaper. Ike is stunned as she walks off. He turns to a MAN

sitting on a bench.

IKE:

Did you see that?

CUT TO:

INT. THE TROUT BAKERY - CONTINUOUS

CLOSE ON a group of plastic grooms and brides on a counter top.

MRS. TROUT is behind the counter helping Maggie with a selection

of grooms for her wedding cake. The groom figures are spread out

on the counter. All sizes and colors, some attached to brides,

some solo, some tuxes, some in dinner jackets.

MRS. TROUT

This one's very popular, but oh, you've

used this one before... Brian. But I

like the white dinner jacket.

MAGGIE:

No, he's no good. Too blond.

MRS. TROUT

(picks up another)

We'll go with total traditional.

MAGGIE:

Too dark.

Then, Ike comes up behind her as she discards another groom.

IKE:

But he's got the Bobster's eyes.

Maggie cringes at the sound of Ike's voice.

IKE (cont'd)

No -- the Bobster's eyes are closer set.

She ignores him and continues her search.

IKE (cont'd)

(to Mrs. Trout)

Could I have two coffees, please? And

what is that wonderful smell?

(seeing the

cinnamon rolls)

I'll have two of those delicious

looking cinnamon rolls.

MRS. TROUT

Sure.

(picking up a

miniature bride)

Here, Maggie. I think this makes the

best you.

Mrs. Trout steps away to get his order. Ike moves to the other

side of Maggie and picks up the bride and groom figure.

IKE:

Let's see... Excuse me, isn't that cute?

Ahh...

He makes the bride figure repeatedly knock the groom figure in

the head and run away screaming.

IKE (cont'd)

Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam! Oh, help me!

Help me! Yup! That's her all right.

Mrs. Trout just about bursts a gut laughing. Maggie takes the

bride from Ike coldly.

MRS. TROUT

You must be that Mr. Graham fellow.

Ike turns and goes to her.

IKE:

Yes, I am. And who are you?

MRS. TROUT

Betty Trout. Five dollars.

IKE:

(as he pays)

Oh, Betty. I take it you're going to

be making the wedding cake and they say

you're throwing --

MRS. TROUT

(interrupting)

-- The luau for Maggie.

She starts picking lint off his sleeve and buttons his cuff.

MAGGIE:

(all smiles for

Mrs. Trout)

Grandma made me the cutest outfit. I

can't wait to show it to you.

IKE:

(cynical delight)

A pre-wedding luau?

MRS. TROUT

Yes. My husband and I love luaus.

It'll be fun.

Mrs. Trout turns and grabs Ike's bag containing two coffees.

IKE:

Fun? Fun isn't the word.

Mrs. Trout beams. Maggie understands his answer a little better.

Mrs. Trout hands Ike his items and he pays.

MRS. TROUT

If you're still in town, you should

stop by.

MAGGIE:

No, I'm sure he doesn't.

IKE:

(to Mrs. Trout)

Actually, I would love to come.

(taps her service bell)

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Maggie steps over, carrying her bride and groom figure choices.

MAGGIE:

(exasperated)

Is that what you're going to do now?

Follow me around everywhere I go?

Ike smiles at Maggie enigmatically as he picks up his order and

heads for the door.

IKE:

No.

He starts to leave with his bag. Mrs. Trout stops him.

MRS. TROUT

(handing him the

other bag)

Your two cinnamon rolls.

IKE:

Bye, Betty. Thanks.

He leaves.

MAGGIE:

He's not a nice person.

Maggie hands Mrs. Trout her bride and broom figures. Maggie

looks at Mrs. Trout, suddenly nervous. She dashes out. Mrs.

Trout imitates Ike bamming the bride and groom, laughing.

CUT TO:

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL FIELD - DAY

Various High School SPORTS TEAMS practice. Maggie strides across

the football field, a scowl on her face. A few HIGH SCHOOL

FOOTBALL PLAYERS job past Maggie, doing laps. A boy, KENDALL,

calls out to her affectionately as she passes. One of them,

DENNIS, slows his pace to run alongside Maggie.

DENNIS:

(playful)

Maggie, don't marry Coach! Marry me.

I love you.

MAGGIE:

You're jail bait, Dennis. Go away.

Run your laps. Go. Go.

Dennis runs on as Maggie continues toward her goal: Bob and Ike,

standing together on the other side of the field.

ANGLE ON BOB AND IKE

They're both standing on the blocking sled. Wave after wave of

VARSITY FOOTBALL PLAYERS ram into the sled and drive it across

the field with both Ike and Bob on top of it. Ike is munching on

one of the cinnamon rolls as Bob pushes the KIDS.

BOB:

Drive! Drive! From your hips, get low,

get low, get low. Next!

Ike smiles broadly atop of the sled as he sees Maggie

approaching, looking mighty peeved. He nudges Bob and points to

Maggie. Bob lights up at the sight of her.

BOB (cont'd)

Good job, gentlemen... Special teams.

The football players move away from the sled. Bob moves to

Maggie, leaves Ike alone.

BOB (cont'd)

(to Maggie)

Hey, honey!

Bob kisses and embraces Maggie. She doesn't see Ike immediately,

then:

MAGGIE:

(indicating Ike)

What is he up to now?

BOB:

Ike just came by to check out the team.

IKE:

And talk about you.

Ike grins and shows Maggie the notes in his pocket.

MAGGIE:

Bob -- are you making friends with this

man?

BOB:

I'm just bragging about how great you

are. I'm the luckiest man alive.

Bob grabs Maggie around the waist and smooches her adoringly.

Maggie scowls at Ike. He nods, all charm.

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