The Descendants Page #27

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ALEXANDRA:

I'm the one who sucked you in. I'm the

one who knew.

Just as they are round the house toward the lanai, Julie

Speer backs out of the screen door with a plate of hamburger

patties. Alex nudges Matt.

ALEXANDRA (CONT'D)

Don't be a p*ssy.

MATT:

(stiffly)

Hi there!

The screen door slams. Julie looks over.

MATT (CONT'D)

It's the guy from the beach today.

JULIE:

Oh, hello.

MATT:

Yeah, hey, I'm such an idiot. I just

figured out I do know your husband.

My daughter and I were on our way back

to the hotel from dinner, and we

thought we'd drop by and say howdy.

ALEXANDRA:

(mouthing)

Howdy?

JULIE:

Great. Come on up.

MATT:

I'm Matt King. This is Alexandra.

JULIE:

I'm Julie Speer. Yeah, I thought that

was you.

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JULIE (CONT'D)

You've been in the paper so much

lately. I figured you had to know

Brian. He's been pretty involved.

MATT:

Yeah, no, I know, yeah, super-involved.

Maybe I've met him in passing. I don't

know.

JULIE:

So, I guess you guys are deciding

really soon. A couple of days, right --

you and your family meet? I'm sorry.

That's probably a conflict of interest

or something.

MATT:

No, it's okay. You're right -- it'll

all be over in a couple of days.

JULIE:

You guys want a burger?

MATT:

We just ate, thanks.

JULIE:

A drink then.

As Alex and Matt agree, a figure appears at the screen door.

BRIAN SPEER emerges, a bag of BUNS in one hand.

BRIAN SPEER:

Hi, I'm Brian.

MATT:

Brian, we may have met before. Matt

King. My wife is Elizabeth King. I

think you may have met her too. Our

daughter Alexandra.

Brian's big GRIN WILTS.

JULIE:

I was just going to get drinks.

BRIAN SPEER:

Good, good. Good.

Matt nudges Alexandra, who suddenly remembers her duty.

ALEXANDRA:

Do you need help?

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JULIE:

(over her shoulder)

No, no, I got it.

Alex is glad to keep her ringside seat for the moment. All

buckle their mental seatbelts.

MATT:

Elizabeth is dying. Oh, wait. F***

you. And she's dying. We unhooked her

from the machines this morning. She'll

be dead in a few days.

ALEXANDRA:

We're not here to hurt you. We just

thought she'd want you to know.

As they've plotted, Alex and Matt study Brian's paralyzed

face. They exchange a glance, then look back at him.

ALEXANDRA (CONT'D)

This is him? Why would she go for him?

MATT:

Beats me. Well, he's very articulate.

BRIAN SPEER:

I can't... I'm sorry. I never thought

it would come to this.

ALEXANDRA:

You're sorry my mom's going to die?

You're sorry you f***ed her? You're

sorry you f***ed over my dad?

BRIAN SPEER:

I'm sorry for all of it.

MATT:

Look, pal, like she said, I'm not here

to wreck your life. I just came to

give you a chance to go to the

hospital. I don't know how long you're

planning on being here, but I'm sure

you can think of an excuse to leave.

ALEXANDRA:

You must be good at that.

MATT:

You can be alone with her to say

goodbye or whatever you want. Do you

hear what I'm saying?

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Brian seems deeply lost in his own thoughts. Then --

BRIAN SPEER:

Okay, look, I can't have you here. You

understand.

Julie returns with wine for Matt and a soda for Alex.

JULIE:

Here we go.

(noticing)

Everyone's so serious. Please don't

tell me you're talking about business.

ALEXANDRA:

We're talking about love.

JULIE:

That's nice. Brian, call the boys in

for dinner.

BRIAN SPEER:

They're fine. Let them play a while

longer.

They all stand there a moment. Matt's unsure how to play

this out. He shoots a quick panicked look at Alex, who

scrambles to keep the ball rolling.

ALEXANDRA:

Awesome cottage you're renting.

MATT:

Yeah, say, prime Hanalei location. I

used to come here as a kid before it

was a vacation rental. Alex, your

great-uncle Warren and Aunt Lillian

built it back in the 20s. Haven't been

inside in years.

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