State And Main Page #6

CLERK:

Oh, Sir, I know who you are...

BOB:

Bob Barrenger, I'm with the mo...

CLERK:

Sir, sir, we're so, we're...

(he hits the bell)

Front! Front! We are so, I've seen,

I know everybody says this, but I've

seen every every one of your...

(to Electrician)

Freddy, take Mr...

ELECTRICIAN:

...I'm working.

CLERK:

Your room is 414 through seventeen.

I'm Scott Larkin. Anything you need,

this is my private...

(hands him a card)

BOB:

Glad to meet you, Scottie. I'm just

here to do a job, just like the rest

of these...

FIRST A.D. walks through the lobby.

FIRST A.D.

(to Joe)

Have you got the new pages on the

Old Mill? Hey, Bob.

BOB:

Hey, Tommy. Heard your wife's having

a baby.

FIRST A.D.

That's right.

BOB:

You know who the father is...?

FIRST A.D.

They think it's your first wife...

BOB:

That could be.

An old man, the BELLHOP, is sitting by the front door, eating

his lunch out of an old galvanized tin lunch bucket. He puts

it down, and gets up and takes the bags.

The lobby is filled with gawkers. CHUCKIE, a young boy holding

a bat and ball, comes over with an autograph pad.

FIRST A.D.

(to Clerk)

I'm going to give you a list of Mr.

Barrenger's dietary requirements.

CHUCKIE:

Mr. Barrenger, I...

CLERK:

Not today, not today, Chuckie, Mr.

Barrenger has just...

Barrenger brushes him aside.

BOB:

(to Chuckie)

How do you spell that, son? With an

I.E.? Chuck? What're your hobbies...?

CHUCKIE:

Baseball.

BOB:

Baseball! That's the national sport!

Gimme that!

He takes Chuckie's ball and autographs it, "CHUCKIE! From

your pal, Bob Barrenger."

BOB:

Chuckie...

CAMERA PANS off Bob as he talks to Chuckie, and onto Joe,

who is wandering around the lobby.

The First A.D. comes up to Joe.

FIRST A.D.

How you doin' with the Old Mill pages?

JOE:

I need my typewriter. Did they find

my...?

INT. COFFEECORNER - DAY

ANGLE INS:

Pan off "Trials of the Heart" theatrical poster.

Two old codgers, Morris and Spud, and Jack sitting in the

same window booth chatting. Phone rings. Carla answers it.

CARLA:

Coffeecorner.

JACK:

Fellow gets a calf, it's forty below,

calf gets out, he hears that animal,

he's going to, get up, pull on his

jeans...

The Mayor is taking a pack of Camels from Carla's father.

ANGLE:

On Carla, at the counter, reading the script "The Old Mill"

surreptitiously.

MORRIS:

He's going to get that calf.

SPUD:

Mmm...

CARLA:

(into phone)

Thank you.

(hangs up, to her

father who is behind

the grill)

Vanilla Frappe. Two tuna B.L.T.'s...

JACK:

What's a Tuna B.L.T.?

CARLA:

Oh, Dad... didn't you read in People

Magazine...

ANN:

Well, I for one, am glad of a little

diversion and I'm glad they're here...

DOUG:

What I am saying, is, we have to

look out for our own... Now: they

want to close down Main Street...

JACK:

Ywanna talk about Main Street, whyn't

cha fix the pothole?

ANN:

Doug, it's, what did you...? Three

days, three, four days. We'll have a

record of our wonderful life.

DOUG:

Annie:
you stick to the Amateur

Theatricals. This isn't quite the

same thing, you see? This is Big

Business, in which, our Life...

(to Mayor)

...s'no less a commodity than...

than our...

ANN:

Water or mineral deposits.

DOUG:

Waal, that's what I'm saying.

JACK:

Communist Country, he hears that

Calf, it's two a.m., four feet of

snow, what does he say? "That's the

State's calf out there..." He rolls

over. "Wake me at Ten."

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