Something Borrowed Page #16

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KAT:

Desperation?

Nick doesn’t acknowledge her joke. Kat sneaks a look at him.

NICK:

I think it was hope.

Kat hides a smile as her leg touches his. They are both

keenly aware of the contact.

KAT:

What would you do if you weren't an

escort?

NICK:

Make out with you for free.

Nick puts his arm around her. Kat laughs.

NICK (CONT’D)

What would you do if you stopped

worrying about what other people

think?

KAT:

Spontaneously combust?

They sit in silence a moment. Just then, Ed’s parents drive

up in a beautiful old Bentley. Ed’s mother reaches over her

embarrassed husband and HOOTS the horn.

INT/EXT. BENTLEY [DRIVING]- LATER

George drives through the lush countryside while Lydia

carries on. In the back seat, Kat drops her head on Nick’s

shoulder; they’ve clearly been enduring this awhile.

KAT, NICK, AND ED’S PARENTS -- SCENE FORTHCOMING.

CUT TO:

EXT. FLETCHER-WOOTEN ESTATE

Nick, Kat, and Ed’s parents unload the Bentley and carry

their bags up the steps of a stately stone mansion.

EXT. BOATHOUSE - FLETCHER-WOOTEN ESTATE - LATER

A small boathouse sits at the edge of a charming lake that

borders the main property. Nearby, “Jack Ship” struggles to

say afloat as PASTY KIDS sun themselves on the moored junker.

Ed mans an elaborate grill as GUESTS in summer hats mill

about.

AT A PICNIC TABLE, Victor plays poker with Nick, Kat, and TJ.

From the pile of money in front of him, it’s clear Victor’s

kicking ass. Victor throws in ten pounds.

TJ:

(shrewd poker voice)

You know, I might just call you...

but if I did...I would lose...

because my hand blows.

She throws down her cards. Kat studies her hand and tosses

in a bill.

KAT:

Call.

All eyes are on Nick.

VICTOR:

Let’s see what kind of a man my

daughter’s found for herself.

Nick looks down at his money. Ten pounds. He reaches into

his pocket and pulls out a HUGE WAD OF CASH. Everyone is in

shock but he doesn’t notice. He strips off a hundred, tosses

it in the pot, and takes back sixty.

NICK:

Raise you thirty.

Victor raises an eyebrow.

ON TJ, looking at Nick. She leans over to Kat and whispers--

TJ:

(re:
Nick’s penis)

Can I see it? Just for a sec?

Kat laughs and hits TJ.

TJ (CONT’D)

Come on, it’s so not fair. At

least describe it to me.

Just then, Nick's cell phone RINGS. Victor plucks the phone

out of Nick's hand. Kat darts a worried look at Nick and

reaches for the phone.

KAT:

Daddy!

Victor won’t give it up. He answers.

VICTOR:

(into phone)

I’m sorry, Nick's about to win a

pile of my money. He's gonna have

to call you back.

Kat and Nick are frozen as Victor listens.

VICTOR (CONT’D)

Thank you for your understanding,

ma’am. And good luck putting out

that fire.

He hangs up the cell phone and looks quizzically at Nick.

VICTOR (CONT’D)

What is it you do again?

NICK:

What would you say if I told you I

was a member of an elite task force

employed to safeguard our nation’s

most precious resource: your

daughter.

Victor snorts.

VICTOR:

Oh, yeah, shrink. Call.

Kat hides her relief. Victor throws in the cash.

VICTOR (CONT’D)

Let me save you some trouble. My

old man hit the bottle like it was

his job and he had a mean streak as

wide as the English Channel. So,

me? I drink in moderation and have

never raised my voice around a kid.

Kat throws in thirty pounds. Victor lays down a PAIR OF ACES

AND TWOS.

VICTOR (CONT’D)

What do you say to that?

NICK:

I say that feeling compelled to do

the opposite of your parents is as

enslaving as emulating them.

Nick lays down his hand. THREE KINGS. Victor shakes his

head. Nick glances at Kat. She twinkles at him, then lays

down a LOW STRAIGHT.

VICTOR:

That’s my girl!

She does a little dance as she swipes the pile of money

toward her. Nick can’t believe it.

VICTOR (CONT’D)

Best thing about being a dad is

when your kid starts kicking your

ass--

NICK:

--and The ass of The man who adores

her.

Nick rises from the table, but his comment lingers. Kat

searches his face, wondering if he was serious. He holds her

gaze a moment, then begins picking up the cards.

Ed appears holding a plate piled high with bangers.

ED:

Anybody seen my future-wife?

(re:
sausages)

She’ll kill me if I don’t serve her

first.

KAT:

Have you guys ever had a real,

honest-to-God fight?

Ed thinks about that.

ED:

(lying)

Of course.

KAT:

Yeah, right.

ED:

I hear that make-up sex is the best

kind. Unfortunately, I’ll never

know.

Victor calls out to Nick--

VICTOR:

Hey, Sigmund, you think you could

rustle up the bride and tell her to

join the party?

NICK:

Will do.

Nick smiles at Kat and heads toward the boathouse. Kat

watches with a hint of apprehension.

FOLLOW NICK, walking across a carpet of pine needles. He

passes through a latticework of shadows and steps into the

boathouse--

INT. BOATHOUSE - FLETCHER-WOOTEN ESTATE - SAME

NICK’S POV:
Amy and Jeffrey, their backs turned, are in the

middle of an argument.

AMY:

(pulling her arm away)

I said no! I’m getting married

tomorrow! What do you want from

me?

Amy turns and sees Nick. Her face falls. Jeffrey sees him,

too, and blanches, then badly covers--

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