The Fisher King Page #13

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - DAY.

PARRY and JACK are following LYDIA, when she stops at a news stand.

PARRY:

She's got a real sweet tooth. If

anybody ever told me I'd be in

love with a woman who eats

Jawbreakers, I'd said they

were nuts.

(reverentially)

But look at that jaw!

JACK doesn't want to look. If the Little People made PARRY seem

crazy, this infatuation confirms him as beyond hope.

LYDIA buys some candy then turns and walks back toward her

office building, once again waiting her turn to dive into

the revolving doors. SHE disappears into the building.

JACK:

Do you follow her every day?

PARRY:

Huh-huh. I'm deeply smitten.

JACK:

What's her name?

PARRY:

I don't know.

Things are sounding weird again, so JACK seizes the moment to

accomplish his initial task - he pulls out a fifty dollar bill

and hands it to PARRY.

PARRY:

What's this for?

JACK:

Uh...I just would like to help

you. I thought...maybe...you

could use some money.

PARRY:

Tch...isn't that nice of you.

Awww ...

HE hugs him on the street which embarasses JACK to no end.

...What a nice thing to do...

JACK:

(pulling away)

That's O.K.

PARRY:

Can I take you to lunch?

JACK:

No..I have to get back to work.

Take care of yourself.

JACK walks away. CAMERA stays on JACK for a few yards until he

turns around and sees:

PARRY handing the fifty to a bum in a doorway.

JACK:

HEY!!...HEY!

JACK walks back to PARRY, who is explaining to the bum:

BUM:

(LOUD gibberish)

FUCKKAMAL...BASTAA..NOCOIDETION...

PARRY:

(as if he understands)

Well, I think you should be realistic.

Ya can't start an ad agency on fifty dollars!

JACK:

What are you doing? I gave that

to you.

PARRY:

Well what am I gonna do with it?

JACK:

I don't know. But I gave it to

you...to help YOU...not him.

PARRY thinks a moment - staring at JACK, then smiling.

PARRY:

You really want to help me?

A wary JACK, who's afraid to reply.

CUT TO:

EXT. LANGSTON CARMICHAEL'S TOWNHOUSE - DAY.

On the Upper East Side, PARRY and JACK stand across the

tree-lined street from the five million dollar townhouse.

PARRY:

I read there's an alarm system

on the doors and windows but there

IS a skylight on the roof - so

I think that would be the best

way. What do you think?

JACK:

You can't just break into this man's

house. This man has done nothing.

PARRY:

Jack, I have to get...

JACK:

All right! Listen - please...don't

start drooling or...rolling your eyes

when I tell you this but - You shouldn't

do this..There is no Holy Grail.

PARRY:

Tch. You are so sweet.

You're afraid I'm in danger.

You're trying to protect me.

JACK:

No. I think you're a moron and

I don't want to get into trouble.

Ignoring this, PARRY gets filled with emotion and hugs JACK.

PARRY:

...You are such a great guy. First

the fifty, now this.

JACK:

(pulling away)

Please don't hug me in public again, O.K.?

PARRY:

(shouts)

I LOVE THIS MAN...YA HEAR ME...

JACK:

My God...

PARRY:

I'M DAFFY ABOUT THIS GUY AND

I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT!!!

An COUPLE pass by, obviously not wanting to know it.

JACK:

Will you shut-up!!!

PARRY:

You're a true friend.

JACK:

I'm not. Believe me. I'm scum.

PARRY:

You're a real honest to goodness

good guy.

JACK:

I'm self-centered, I'm weak - I don't

have the will power of a fly on sh*t...

PARRY:

That's why the Little People sent you.

JACK:

I don't believe in Little People.

I used to try to kill

Tinkerbell by not clapping.

PARRY:

So, you're going to help me get

the Red Knight, aren't you?

JACK:

WILL YOU PLEASE...please listen to me

(HE GRABS PARRY by the shoulders)

You know none of this is true -

the Grail, the Little People, all

of it. There's a part of you that

knows this isn't true.

PARRY:

(smiling, but getting upset)

Jack...

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