Sideways Page #27
Jack's CELLPHONE rings, and he checks the caller ID.
JACK:
It's Steph.
(picking up)
Hey, baby. Yeah. Oh yeah. Yesssss. I
mean I would, but let me see. Hey,
Miles... Oh f*** it, we're going.
We'll be right there. Me too.
He snaps his phone shut and turns to Miles.
JACK:
We're on.
MILES:
What's happening?
JACK:
We're going to have some fun. Remember
fun? We're going to have some of it.
Okay?
MILES:
What exactly are we going to do?
JACK:
I said okay?
MILES:
You have to tell me --
JACK:
I SAID OKAY?
Miles finally smiles.
MILES:
Okay.
OMITTED:
EXT. DOWNTOWN LOS OLIVOS - DAY
The Saab pulls up where Stephanie and Maya await with bottles
of wine and a PICNIC BASKET. The girls climb into the back
seat, and the car speeds away.
They're going FAST, hair whipping around.
MAYA:
Hey, Miles, I heard you came by the
restaurant last night looking for
me.
MILES:
Oh, yeah. No. I mean yeah, I stopped
by for a drink. Didn't see you.
MAYA:
I had class.
MILES:
Well, nice to see you now.
MAYA:
You too.
WHOOSH! That car's going a little too FAST!
INT./EXT. LA PURISIMA MISSION CHURCH
The two couples wander around this historic site.
EXT. IDYLLIC PICNIC SPOT - DAY INTO DUSK
The girls have led them to a beautiful spot.
we see the progress of their picnic. We don't hear them, but
there is a growing intimacy about their interaction. Even
Maya and Miles seem to be overcoming residual awkwardness
from the other night. Jack and Stephanie lean on each other
as they eat and sip wine.
Finally, the two couples are SILHOUETTED against the SUNSET.
EXT. WINERY #3 PARKING LOT - EVENING
The parking lot is crowded. The foursome join others headed
toward the main building.
INT. WINERY #3 - EVENING
A LECTURE by British wine sage LESLIE BROUGH is in progress.
He holds aloft a RIEDEL BURGUNDY GLASS containing one of the
few but growing number of local reds worthy of his attention.
As our foursome listen attentively, Jack leans over to Miles.
JACK:
You ever actually read any of this
guy's books?
MILES:
He wrote a great one on Burgundy,
and I used to get his newsletter,
but then there were doubts about
whether he does all his own tasting.
Plus a couple of times he declared
certain years vintages of the century,
and they turned out to be turkeys.
F***er never retracted.
JACK:
Huh.
Stephanie leans forward and signals to Maya with a YAWN or a
GAGGING FINGER IN MOUTH that they hightail it. Although Miles
protests at first, they stand and leave.
Stephanie finds a DOOR which she tests to see whether it is
open. It is! She leads her pals furtively inside --
INT. WINEMAKING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
This is an enormous, dimly-lit chamber filled with stainless
steel FERMENTATION TANKS and stacks of OAK BARRELS.
As the two couples walk in the near-darkness, they are
entranced. Maya takes Miles's hand and leads him away.
LATER --
In the background, Stephanie and Jack lean against a tank,
kissing.
CAMERA DOLLIES to reveal Miles and Maya among the barrels in
the foreground. They are shy with each other, on the verge
THE MUSIC CONTINUES...
INT. STEPHANIE'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
THREE BOTTLES OF WINE sit empty on the coffee table.
WIDE --
The four friends sit on the floor around the coffee table.
They drink wine and pass a JOINT. Suddenly they explode in
LAUGHTER.
A sleepy Siena appears at the hallway door rubbing her eyes.
Stephanie gets up, but Jack stops her, gathers Siena in his
arms, and takes her back to bed.
EXT. STEPHANIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT
The Saab pulls away from the house.
INT. SAAB - NIGHT
Miles sits in his own passenger seat as Maya tries her hand
at the Saab.
EXT. MAYA'S APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT
Maya leads Miles up her back stairway. They're both a little
woozy from the hours of drinking.
Maya searches through her purse for her keys while Miles
hovers directly behind her, staring at her ear. Her ear?
Just as Maya puts the key in the lock, he impulsively leans
forward to kiss the nape of her neck. Maya's reaction is
immediate -- she turns to embrace Miles, giving him a long
KISS. Then she opens the door, pulls him inside and closes
the door in our face.
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