Sleepless in Seattle Page #5

ANNIE:

Come on, nobody wants a guy

who's sensitive on the radio.

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

Let's take a call before we get

back to Sleepless. Knoxville,

Tennessee, you're on.

SWEET SOUTHERN VOICE

Yes, I would just like to know

where I could get this man's

address?

LORETTA:

(to the radio)

Honey, get on line.

EXT. DINER - NIGHT

As Annie gets into her car.

EXT. WASHINGTON, D.C. STREET - NIGHT

Annie driving toward the house where Walter's parents

live.

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

Do you think there's somebody

out there you could love as

much as your wife? Maybe even

more?

SAM (V.O.)

It's hard to imagine.

And cut back and forth between the car and the

houseboat. Sam and Jonah are still on the bench, but

Jonah has fallen asleep in Sam's lap. Sam is stroking

the boy's hair.

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

What are you going to do, Sam?

SAM:

I don't know. When I met my

wife, it was so clear. I just

knew.

Annie is listening now.

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

What was it that made you know?

SAM:

I don't think I could really

describe it.

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

Why not?

SAM:

And if I could describe it,

it probably wouldn't be on a radio

show.

(he laughs to himself)

But what the hell. It's not

one specific thing. It's more

of a feeling.

(continued)

Annie coasts to a stop outside a handsome mansion in

Washington, D.C., the motor running. She's hooked now,

she's not getting out of the car until she's heard it

all.

SAM:

You touch her for the first

time, and suddenly... you're

home. It's almost like...

ANNIE:

Magic.

SAM:

Magic.

CLOSER ON ANNIE:

realizing she has just said this. Realizing that it

must mean something but not knowing what.

SHE'S CRYING.

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

Well, it's time to wrap up,

folks --

A FIGURE appears at the passenger side window, which

Annie doesn't notice. She's wiping the tears away with

her hand.

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

We hope you'll call again soon.

The figure TAPS on the window --

WALTER:

(muffled, outside car)

Annie?

DR. MARCIA FIELDSTONE (V.O.)

... and let us know how it's

going.

-- and taps again.

WALTER:

Annie?

She turns. He's pointing at the locked door. She

searches for the button. Finally finds it so that

Walter can open the door.

ANNIE:

I'm sorry, Walter. I just

heard the most amazing thing on

the radio.

They start toward the front door, Walter and Annie

carrying presents, an overnight bag of Annie's.

ANNIE:

People call up these shows and

you can't believe the stuff

they say. It's the end of

privacy as we know it, this

country is just one big global

village with everyone out there

going blah blah blah --

As they enter the house, we hear Silent Night and we see

a Christmas tree, glittering with lights.

CUT TO:

A CHRISTMAS TREE GLITTERING WITH LIGHTS

as we pull back to reveal:

INT. HOUSEBOAT - EARLY MORNING

As Jonah opens his presents under the tree and we cut

from gift to gift:

A BROOKS ROBINSON BASEBALL GLOVE which Jonah loves and

which he puts on his hand and keeps on while continuing

to open:

A TIE which mystifies him, but he hangs it around his

neck.

A PLAID SHIRT:

A MAP OF THE UNITED STATES -- the kind that's used in

schoolrooms that pulls down from a roller.

And now Sam brings out a long narrow present from behind

the door and Jonah opens --

A NEW FISHING ROD

EXT. HOUSEBOAT - DAY

As Jonah poses with all his Christmas presents -- his

tie hanging around his neck over his bathrobe and new

plaid shirt, his baseball glove, fishing rod -- as Sam

takes his picture.

INT. HOUSEBOAT - DAY (OR POSSIBLY EXT. DECK HOUSEBOAT)

Sam opens his present from Jonah, which is something he

made in woodworking class.

SAM:

The hopes are perfect --

beautiful, identical, smooth --

and they are for something

really amazing I feel it in my

bones --

JONAH:

It's a spice rack.

SAM:

We desperately need a spice

rack. Desperately.

CUT TO:

INT. KITCHEN OF HOUSEBOAT - DAY

SAM:

And we desperately need spices.

Where Sam is putting the spices they have -- pepper,

salt, paprika and oregano -- into the spice rack, which

has room for at least twenty more. Jonah is

methodically making pancakes.

JONAH:

Dad? About last night?

SAM:

It's never happening again.

Right?

JONAH:

Right.

There's a knock on the door.

SAM:

Then it never happened.

Sam goes to answer the door.

TWO YOUNG WOMEN are standing there. Both are wearing

quite a lot of Spandex. One of them is named LULU. It

says so on her jacket. The other is JOBETH.

SAM:

Hi.

LULU:

Hi. Sam?

SAM:

Yes?

LULU:

(looking in and seeing

Jonah)

You must be Jonah.

Jonah nods.

LULU:

(to her friend)

See. I told you. Sam and

Jonah. I'm LULU. This is

JoBeth.

JoBeth nods, and continues to nod as Lulu talks.

LULU:

(continues)

We live two piers over, don't

we? Number 12, right? We're

having like a really neat open

house today from like four to

whenever if you care to stop

by.

SAM:

Thanks, but... we've got plans.

LULU:

Well, here's the number. If

you ever find yourself

Sleepless, give us a call. We

also... do babysitting.

She winks. JoBeth nods.

Sam nods.

Lulu waves goodbye, and she and JoBeth sashay off down

the dock.

Jonah closes the door and turns to Sam.

JONAH:

Not.

SAM:

My feelings exactly.

EXT. LAKE UNION MARINA - EARLY MORNING

Jonah and Sam are fishing off a dingy.

SAM:

How many people do you think

heard that thing last night?

JONAH:

It plays in 50 states.

SAM:

What?!

JONAH:

Nobody else is going to know it

was us.

SAM:

You're right.

(after a beat)

You better hope so.

EXT. BALTIMORE SUN - MORNING

INT. LIFESTYLE SECTION - DAY

A large open newsroom-type space with REPORTERS at

computers. Around the perimeter are glass-partitioned

offices and meeting rooms. Inside one of the offices is

BECKY, the Lifestyle editor of the Sun. She's at a

table with Annie, now a reporter for the section, and

two other colleagues -- KEITH and WYATT. Wyatt is

playing Gameboy.

KEITH:

This man sells the greatest

soup you've ever eaten, there's

a line around the block, and he

is, I am not kidding, the meanest

man in America.

(beat)

I feel strongly about this,

Becky. This is not just about

soup.

BECKY:

Do it. What else?

WYATT:

New Year's Eve. Please don't

make me write it.

Becky looks at Wyatt, notices the Gameboy.

BECKY:

Wyatt, I do not mean to remind

you of your mother, but if you

don't put that game away, no TV

for a week.

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