The Big Blue Page #9

Congratulations, you're in the chips...

(an afterthought)

Unless they have socialized medicine

in Peru. Do they?

JOHANA:

(indicating paper)

It's his heartbeat.

SALLY:

Oh Jesus...! I'll make some coffee.

(starts toward

kitchen)

They left the stove.

TIME DISSOLVE:

INT. APARTMENT - LATER

The living room is almost completely put back together...

SALLY is replacing books in the bookcase, JOHANA is using

a carpet sweeper, and talking away.

JOHANA:

(nonstop)

6'3", 6'1", maybe 5'9" -- You can't

be sure, you know the flippers,

they add height or they take it

away, or something. Anyway short

dark hair...

Not punk or anything, just short.

And the cutest smile. He wasn't smiling at me, I don't

think -- just smiling. And he thought he saw me in the

lake. I mean that was a figure of speech... They're so

romantic, the French.

SALLY:

(bored, half asleep)

I thought you said he was Peruvian?

JOHANA:

(annoyed)

Haven't you been listening?

SALLY opens the drapes, revealing it's dawn outside.

SALLY:

... Since eight o'clock last

night...! You're in love.

JOHANA:

Don't be a jerk.

(emphatically)

There's no such thing as love at

first sight.

DISSOLVE TO:

UNDERWATER - SWIMMING POOL

JACQUES is swimming alone at the bottom of a gigantic

swimming pool. He wears a monofin, his head and chest are

wired up to an assistant who runs back and forth alongside

the pool.

A man's feet are seen walking over to the side of the pool.

JACQUES is swimming laps, arching his body like a dolphin.

As he approaches one end of the pool, he sees a coin slowly

falling in front of him. JACQUES picks it up and looks at

it:
it's an old Greek coin.

JACQUES smiles and swims to the surface.

EXT. ON SIDE OF SWIMMING POOL - DAY

JACQUES pokes his head out of the water and pulls off his

goggles.

ENZO stands over him, smiling.

ENZO:

Jacques, my friend, how are you?

JACQUES:

(happy)

Enzo...

A beat.

ENZO:

I leave you swimming and twenty

years later, you're still in the

water! What the hell are you doing?

Training?

JACQUES:

Yes.

An uneasiness sweeps over ENZO'S face and quickly

disappears.

ENZO:

That's good.

(smiling again)

You never would have recognized

me, huh? Check out the suit!

Looking good, no? You know I'm

the world champion?

JACQUES:

Yes, I know.

ENZO:

I dove 315 feet!

JACQUES:

Great!

ENZO:

They say I'm like Lazarus. You

know, the guy who was raised from

the dead?!

He laughs. JACQUES smiles. ENZO goes on.

ENZO:

(serious)

Doesn't it surprise you that I

just show up like this... Listen,

the world championship starts in

ten days in Taormina. Be my guest.

ENZO puts down an airplane ticket on the side of the pool.

ENZO:

Your ticket.

Surprised, JACQUES looks over at the ticket.

JACQUES:

Why?

ENZO:

Because I'm sure you're dying to

beat me.

JACQUES:

(shaking his head)

I don't want to be in any

competition... I dive because I

like to, not to beat a record...

don't you have to be very mad at

somebody to want to beat him?

ENZO:

No. All you need is to want to be

the best.

JACQUES:

(smiles)

You're the best, Enzo!

ENZO:

(with a tense grin

on his face)

That's too easy! Every time I

beat a record there's always some

dumbshit asking me: "D'you know

that French guy, Mayol? He's

supposed to be very good! Too bad

he doesn't compete." So, you're

going to come with me to Taormina!

First, because you're my friend

and second, because you don't have

one reason to keep on spoiling my

pleasure.

(he pushes the

airplane ticket to

Jacques)

... I'll see you there...

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