The Family Man Page #23

ARNIE:

I never won anything in

bowling.

Arnie peers at Jack through the window.

ARNIE (CONT’D)

Wait a second...

(thinking)

Jack...Jack...

JACK:

Yes...Jack Campbell...

ARNIE:

Of course. Jack Campbell. I

went to high school with

you...you played baseball,

right?

(at the Ferrari)

You’re doing well...

JACK:

(remembering)

Yes, that’s it...yes, we

went to high school together.

ARNIE:

You never really talked to

me. I wanted to talk to

you, man...

JACK:

Yeah...I guess I just

wanted you to know, we

could’ve been really good

friends...

120AINT. FERRARI - DAY

Jack driving...a CELL PHONE RINGS.

A curious look on Jack’s face, it’s been a while since

he’s heard that sound.

JACK:

(answering phone)

Hello?

ADELLE (O.S.)

Hey Santa, where are you?

Everybody’s here.

JACK:

Adelle?

ADELLE (O.S.)

You were supposed to be here

half an hour ago...the

emergency strategy session?

Your trip to Aspen? They’re

all panicked here...

Silence from Jack...

ADELLE (CONT’D, O.S.)

Jack...? Are you going through

the tunnel?

Finally, Jack shakes his head, defeated.

JACK:

I’ll be there in twenty

minutes...

CUT TO:

121INT. LASSITER BUILDING, CONFERENCE ROOM - NOON TIME

It’s a beehive of activity...

Jack’s TEAM, anxiously going over reports and flow

charts, working the phones, drinking coffee...

Jack enters, still reeling from his experience, taking

a moment to observe the action...

Mintz spots him...

ALAN:

(into phone)

Thank god, Jack’s here. I’ll

call you right back...

He hangs up the phone as all eyes in the room turn to

Jack, immediately fixating on how disheveled he looks.

ALAN (CONT’D)

(approaching)

Jack, are you okay?

JACK:

(in a daze)

What’s going on here?

ALAN:

It’s not good. Bob Thomas

has secretly been talking to

a European drug company.

We’re not sure which one,

Julia’s on it right now.

Word is they’re willing to

let him buy a minority stake

and keep running the entire

company. The Global people

are up in arms. They say

we should’ve been prepared

for this. We’re in trouble

here, Jack...

Jack looks at Alan for a minute.

JACK:

You know something, Alan.

There’s a much more assertive

person somewhere inside of

you...

Alan looks at him, confused.

ALAN:

Excuse me?

JACK:

But I think I like you better

this way...

ALAN:

Is this another one of those

Sun Tzu “Art of War” tricks?

A sad laugh from Jack.

JACK:

No.

ALAN:

So what are we gonna do,

Jack?

Jack wallows for another moment in his own sadness...

ALAN (CONT’D)

Jack...?

Jack snaps out of it, turning to Alan and the rest of

the group...

JACK:

I’ll tell you exactly what

we’re going to do. You’re

going to do whatever you

have to do to find out which

European company he’s been

talking to. Then I’m going

to clean myself up, fly to

Aspen, and drink egg nog

with Bob Thomas. His wife

and kids will be playing in

the background while I spend

Christmas day convincing him

that the European company is

the devil and Global is the

answer to his prayers, after

all...

(growing wistful)

Then I’m going to spend four

hours skiing. Alone. On

Christmas day. Completely

and utterly alone. I’m going

to do that because that is

my life, that is what’s

real, and there is nothing

I can do to change that...

Jack leaves the office to the shocked stares of his

team.

122EXT. BROADWAY - DAY

Jack’s limo makes its way downtown.

123INT. LIMO - SAME TIME

Jack in the back seat of the limo, sadly looking out

the window, watching the buildings pass by...

He turns away, looks at the phone...haltingly picks it

up...

JACK:

(dialing 411)

For Manhattan...Kate

Reynolds...I need an address

too...

Jack jots something down on a business card. Then he

hangs up the phone, thinks a moment, looks out the

window, then turns to the driver...

JACK (CONT’D)

Make a right here...

DRIVER:

But the airport’s the other

way...

JACK:

We’re not going to the

airport...

CUT TO:

123AEXT. KATE’S BUILDING - DAY

Jack’s limo pulls up outside this house on Washington

Mews...

Jack gets out...

124INT. EAST SIDE APARTMENT BUILDING, HALLWAY - AFTERNOON

Jack stands outside an apartment door. He hears The

Clash’s “London Calling” BLARING from inside.

He rings the bell...the volume of the music gets

lower...

Kate’s assistant, LORI, 20s, opens the door...Jack

exchanges a curious look with her.

LORI:

Are you from the shipping

company?

JACK:

I’m Jack Campbell...I’m an

old... friend of Kate’s.

I just called.

The woman looks at him, then walks back inside...

LORI (O.S.)

Kate! Some guy’s here!

Beat. Jack waits anxiously at the door. Then...

KATE (O.S)

(to Lori)

Did you call the airline

like I asked?!

Jack’s eyes come alive as Kate appears wearing jeans

and a white blouse...except for her hair, she looks the

same.

JACK:

Kate...

KATE:

Jack...God, it’s been so

long...You look...

She searches for a kind word, but he looks terrible.

JACK:

You look great.

KATE:

It’s good to see you...

She looks at him another moment, then turns...

KATE (CONT’D)

(yelling inside)

Lori! Where’s that box?!

Kate walks inside, Jack follows her in sheepishly.

125INT. KATE’S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS

...Jack accidentally knocks into a stack of boxes,

sending a GLASS CANDY DISH CRASHING to the floor,

SHATTERING it...

JACK:

(bending down)

I'm sorry...

KATE:

Don’t worry about it, Jack...

Jack looks up at...a beehive of activity – Lori on the

phone, boxes stacked everywhere, TWO MOVERS packing

up...

JACK:

What’s going on?

KATE:

(searching around)

I’m moving to Paris...it was

right here...

(to Lori)

It’s a box marked “Jack.” I

put it in the stack for the

Salvation Army...

JACK:

Paris?

LORI:

(to Kate, with

attitude)

Do you want me to look for

the box or call the airline?

KATE:

Hey, kind of under a little

pressure here.

LORI:

Hey, kind of giving up

Christmas day for my ex-boss

here.

Jack watches this back and forth.

KATE:

You didn’t seem to mind

offering to help me on

Christmas day when you were

unwrapping that Prada bag

I gave you.

LORI:

Maybe it’s by the wardrobe

boxes...

Kate heads over to some tall wardrobe boxes.

JACK:

You’re moving...

KATE:

Uh huh. To Paris. My firm

has an office there and

I’m going to be heading

it up.

JACK:

(stunned)

To Paris. Paris, France.

KATE:

(searching the

boxes)

That’s the one...

JACK:

So you’re not at a non-

profit firm?

KATE:

(a chuckle)

Not with what they pay me...

JACK:

You’re not married, are

you?

KATE:

No, Jack, I never got

married. You?

JACK:

Not exactly...

(looking around)

Can we just take a minute

here? Maybe get a cup of

coffee or something...?

LORI:

(yelling)

I’ll go for a cup of coffee!

KATE:

Yes!

A relieved smile from Jack...

KATE (CONT’D)

I found it!

LORI:

Congratulations. The La

Guardia flight’s canceled

but I got you out of

Kennedy on United at nine.

Am I good or what?

Jack’s smile disappears as Kate hands him a sealed box

marked, “Jack”...

KATE:

Here you go. It’s just

some old things of yours...

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