Smashed Page #15

Kate rolls her eyes.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

So -- you dating anyone?

KATE:

(taken aback)

Charlie...

CHARLIE:

Are you?

Silence.

103.

KATE:

No.

Charlie seems relieved.

CHARLIE:

Me either. Owen keeps trying to get

me to be his “wing-man” and it’s

ridiculous and these girls in bars

are so lame and I just keep

thinking how I wish I was meeting

you in a bar for the first time and

I didn’t come with any baggage and

I could buy you a drink and flirt

with you all night and ask for your

number.

(beat)

Wanna go out sometime?

KATE:

I don’t think it’s a good idea.

Charlie nods. Long beat.

CHARLIE:

I f***ed up, didn’t I?

Kate looks down, doesn’t speak.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

Yeah, I did. I know I did. I had a

beautiful woman who used to love me

and now when I see her she doesn’t

even want to look me in the eyes.

KATE:

Charlie, please don’t do this.

CHARLIE:

I miss you. I miss the way you

taste and smell and...I miss things

about you that used to drive me

nuts! I miss you liking shitty 80’s

music and fake punk-rock from the

90’s...

KATE:

I don’t like shitty 80’s music.

(beat)

I like good 80’s music.

104.

CHARLIE:

...and all I want to do is touch

you one more time to just, remember-- to make sure it was real.

Silence. Kate looks Charlie in the eyes and gives him aslight smile.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

(changing course)

Or...maybe I’m a just a delusional

f***ing idiot.

76 INT. KATE & CHARLIE’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM/KITCHEN - DAY 76 *

Kate and Charlie walk in -- it looks sort of the same, but a

number of items are missing, and it’s messier. In general,

the room looks more “dude.”

KATE:

You look really thin.

Yeah?

CHARLIE:

KATE:

When did you last eat?

CHARLIE:

I dunno -- like...I’m not sure.

(seems slightly concernedthat he can’t remember)

I think, um...

*

KATE:

Should we order something?

CHARLIE:

Sure, yeah -- or I could make abacon and egg sandwich...

KATE:

I don’t know. I haven’t really been

doing the meat thing.

CHARLIE:

Jesus. It starts with alcohol. Then

meat.

(beat)

Have you given up fun, too?

Kate looks at Charlie -- he’s half-smiling, not sure if she

finds him funny.

105.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

(off Kate)

Sorry. Bad joke.

Kate cracks a smile.

KATE:

Fine. Bacon and egg sandwiches. But

I’m gonna make them.

Charlie raises his eyebrows.

CHARLIE:

Okay...

LATER:

Kate’s at the stove, cooking bacon and eggs.

Charlie goes to the FRIDGE and gets a BOTTLE OF BEER.

Kate glances at him.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

Sorry.

Charlie puts the beer back in the fridge.

KATE:

I don’t care if you drink a beer.

CHARLIE:

You sure?

KATE:

Yeah. Whatever.

CHARLIE:

(thinks about it)

No...I’m good.

LATER:

Kate stands by the stove and watches as ---

Charlie -- who sits at the kitchen table -- wolfs down the

bacon and egg sandwich.

Kate seems pleased that Charlie enjoys it so much.

EXT. KATE & CHARLIE’S HOUSE - BACKYARD - TWILIGHT

77 77

Kate and Charlie play croquet. *

106.

They look a little tired -- like they’ve been playing a

while. Kate seems to be much better than Charlie.

CHARLIE:

Have you been playing a lot?

KATE:

I haven’t played in over a year.

CHARLIE:

Then how’re you beating me?

KATE:

I don’t know. Innate talent?

They keep playing.

CHARLIE:

I haven’t met anyone even vaguely

interesting since we separated.

KATE:

Um...stick to the game, okay?

Long beat.

CHARLIE:

I’ve been masturbating like crazy.

KATE:

Charlie -

CHARLIE:

I miss you.

KATE:

Stop it.

CHARLIE:

Okay. Fine.

Beat.

KATE:

You could’ve been killed.

CHARLIE:

(confused)

What?

KATE:

Riding your bike -- drunk.

107.

CHARLIE:

But I wasn’t.

KATE:

But is that really the point?

CHARLIE:

What are trying to say?

KATE:

(beat)

I worry about you.

CHARLIE:

(laughs)

Yeah, I can understand that. I used

to worry about you. But now I know

you’re okay.

(beat)

That makes me happy...I mean, it

f***ing sucks that you’re better

off without me but I’m glad you’re

doing well.

No reply from Kate.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

Would you move back in if I came to

meetings?

KATE:

You should go for yourself, not to

make me happy.

CHARLIE:

But, would you?

KATE:

I’m not moving back in.

That wasn’t the response Charlie wanted to hear.

KATE (CONT’D)

Listen, I should go. It’s gonna get

dark soon.

CHARLIE:

We can always turn the lights on.

KATE:

I don’t know...

Beat.

108.

CHARLIE:

So, would you at least...let me

take you out on a date?

Kate says nothing.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

Maybe...?

Kate shakes her head.

Charlie seems hurt -- but still determined.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

Okay...fine. 0 for 2.

(new direction)

Last question:
can we just...play

one more game?

Kate doesn’t answer.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

C’mon...you keep kicking my ass.

It’s embarrassing. You’ve gotta

give me a chance to redeem myself.

(soft)

Please.

Kate thinks about it for a long beat, and doesn’t say yes...

...but she also doesn’t say no.

There’s a look of hope in Charlie’s eyes.

CUT TO BLACK.

THE END:

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