The Game Page #24

He holds out his hand. She shakes.

CHRISTINE:

I have to get to the airport...

NICHOLAS:

Where are you going in such a hurry?

CHRISTINE:

There's another gig starting in Saudi

Arabia. I'm just a walk-on this time

though. Bit-part.

NICHOLAS:

What about dinner sometime, when you

get back? Would that be... ?

CHRISTINE:

(pause)

Is this something you're interested

in? I'm not really that person I was.

NICHOLAS:

I realize. Maybe you could... tell

me a little about yourself.

CHRISTINE:

Like what... my favorite color... ?

NICHOLAS:

Like... where are you from?

CHRISTINE:

Originally, Connecticut.

NICHOLAS:

Big family... small?

CHRISTINE:

One brother, one sister.

NICHOLAS:

Studied acting, I assume?

CHRISTINE:

Julliard, yeah.

NICHOLAS:

Single?

CHRISTINE:

Yes.

NICHOLAS:

Boyfriend?

CHRISTINE:

No.

NICHOLAS:

Underwear?

CHRISTINE:

Always.

Nicholas nods, scratches his head.

NICHOLAS:

I could learn to live with that.

Christine smiles.

NICHOLAS:

See how much I've learned already.

Imagine how much more I could learn

if you let me keep you company to the

airport.

She considers.

She moves over. Nicholas gets in beside her, shuts the

door. The cab drives away, into the nighttime city.

THE END:

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