The Descendants Page #16

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The sound of an internal PHONE RING begins.

69 INT. MATT AND LIZ'S BEDROOM - NIGHT 69

A sitting area off the bedroom is where Elizabeth displays

her trophies and sports memorabilia.

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This is where Matt now sits nursing a whiskey and pressing a

PHONE to his ear.

BRIAN SPEER (O.S.)

Hi, this is Brian Speer at Kaimana-

Prudential Realty. Sorry I missed you.

Leave a message with your name, number

and time of call, and I'll get back to

you just as soon as I can. Mahalo.

Looking as though he's about to vomit, Matt hangs up, regards

the flyer on the coffee table before him.

SID (O.S.)

Hey, boss.

Matt looks up to see Sid in his boxers.

SID (CONT'D)

Did you call him?

MATT:

None of your business. And put some

clothes on. And you're not sleeping in

Alex's room. In fact, you should

really go home, son.

SID:

Alex wouldn't like that.

MATT:

Guest room. Take it or leave it.

SID:

We're going to do what we're going to

do.

MATT:

I'm not going to make it easy for you.

SID:

I'm just fooling with you, man. We're

not like that. Guest room's awesome.

(then --)

Just call him. He's nobody. Raise

hell.

WIPE TO:

70 INT. MATT'S BEDROOM - NIGHT 70

Matt sits on the bed, listening once again to Brian Speer's

outgoing message.

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MATT:

(on the BEEP)

Yeah, hi, Brian. My name's, uh, Herb

Fitzmorris. I'm interested in that

house you've got on Koloa Street, the

one with the plantation shutters. I'm

at 645-2796. Thanks.

71 INT. HOSPITAL HALLWAY - DAY 71

As Matt leads his daughters toward Elizabeth's room --

MATT:

Let me go in for just a quick moment

alone first. I'll be right out.

72 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY 72

Matt closes the glass door behind him and slides the privacy

curtain across it. He looks at his wife. She's starting to

look different -- her face more gaunt, her hair more matted.

Since the last time we saw her, OTHER ITEMS have been added

around her bed. Along with draped LEIS, we see a childhood

DOLL, DIPLOMAS, and of course SPORTS MEDALS and RIBBONS. An

antique QUILT covers her legs. Her father meant it when he

said they'd bring her old things.

Matt crouches down bedside.

MATT:

You were going to ask me for a divorce?

So you could be with some f***ing

fuckhead Brian Speer? Are you kidding

me? Who are you? Because the only

thing I know for sure is that you're a

goddamned liar. So what do you have to *

say for yourself? Go ahead, make a *

little joke and tell me I've got it all *

wrong. Tell me again I'm too out of

touch with my feelings and need to go *

to therapy. *

(then --) *

Isn't the idea of marriage to make your

partner's way in life a little easier?

For me it was always harder with you.

And you're still making it harder.

Lying there on a ventilator and still

f***ing up my life. You're relentless.

You know what? I was going to ask you

for a divorce some day.

(MORE)

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MATT (CONT'D)

(grabbing a DOLL, tossing it)

Daddy's little girl.

Matt rises, looks at her motionless face, exhales, gets

himself together.

MATT (CONT'D)

I'm bringing in your daughters now.

Alex is home from school. Try to be

nice, okay?

He slides the curtain open and lets the girls in.

SCOTTIE:

Hi, Mom! Look who's here.

Alexandra approaches the bed slowly, startled by the changes

in her mother's appearance and knowing the end is near.

SCOTTIE (CONT'D)

Say something, Alex. People in a coma

can hear you. You're supposed to talk

to them.

ALEXANDRA:

Hi, Mom.

SCOTTIE:

Tell her how you were drunk the other

night. Tell her maybe you're an

alcoholic.

ALEXANDRA:

I guess it's in the genes.

MATT:

Girls, be serious.

ALEXANDRA:

Hi, Mom. Sorry for being bad. For

wasting your money on expensive private

schools. Money you could have used on

facials and massages and sports

equipment. Sorry for everything.

(looking at Matt)

Sorry we weren't good enough for you --

especially Dad.

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