The Graduate Page #2
They reach the hall at the bottom of the stairs.
BEN:
Excuse me - I think I'd just
like to check something on
the car for a minute -
Ben moves to the front door and opens it. MR. LOOMIS
steps into the house and grabs Ben's hand.
MR. LOOMIS
Here's the track star himself.
How are you, track star?
BEN:
Just fine, Mr. Loomis.
Mr. Loomis closes the door and pushes Ben back down the
hall.
MR. LOOMIS
I want to get a drink and then
I want to hear all about that
thing you won. That Hopperman
award.
BEN:
Helpingham.
MR. LOOMIS
Helpingham! Right! Now you
wait right here.
Mr. Loomis turns and goes into the dining room. Ben
moves back to the stairway as THREE LADIES come out of
the living room. One lady takes Ben's right hand, another
lady his left, the third fingers the front of his jacket.
LADY 1
Ben - we're all so proud of
you.
LADY 2
Proud, proud, proud, proud,
proud.
LADY 3
What are you going to do now?
BEN:
I was going to go upstairs for a
minute -
LADY 3
No - I meant with your future.
LADY 2
With your life.
BEN:
Well - that's a little hard to say -
MR. MCQUIRE appears behind Ben.
MR. MCQUIRE
Ben!
Ben
(to the ladies)
Excuse me.
(he turns around)
Mr. McQuire
MR. MCQUIRE
(overwhelmed with pride)
Ben.
BEN:
Mr. McQuire.
Mr. McQuire takes Ben's arm and steers him down the hall
toward the back of the house and out through the back door.
30EXT. BRADDOCK BACKYARD AND POOL AREA - NIGHT
The pool is eerily lit. There are FOUR PEOPLE standing and
TALKING, drinks in their hands, at the back of the yard.
MR. MCQUIRE
Ben - I just want to say one word to
you - just one word -
BEN:
Yes, sir.
MR. MCQUIRE
Are you listening?
BEN:
Yes I am.
MR. MCQUIRE
(gravely)
Plastics.
They look at each other for a moment.
BEN:
Exactly how do you mean?
MR. MCQUIRE
There is a great future in plastics.
Think about it. Will you think
about it?
BEN:
Yes, I will.
MR. MCQUIRE
Okay. Enough said. That's a deal.
Mr. McQuire turns and walks back into the house. The
people at the other end of the yard look toward Ben.
WOMAN #1
Here he is now. Here's Ben.
BEN:
Excuse me just a minute -
Ben goes into the house through the back door.
31EXT. BRADDOCK BACKYARD AND POOL AREA - NIGHT
We can see through the windows of the house, Ben making his
way through people trying to stop him and speak to him as he
goes through rooms, up the stairs and to his room.
SOUND of a door SLAMMING.
32INT. - EXT. BEN'S ROOM - NIGHT
Ben stands with his back against the door. The SOUNDS of the
PARTY downstairs and, as Ben walks across the room to a
window, the SOUND of the WIND.
32ASHOT - LONG SHOT (Location)
Over Ben to pool area and people below. SOUND of the door
OPENING. Ben turns. MRS. ROBINSON enters the room.
MRS. ROBINSON
Oh. I guess this isn't the
bathroom, is it?
BEN:
It's down the hall.
They stand for a moment, loocking at each other.
MRS. ROBINSON
How are you, Benjamin?
BEN:
Fine, thank you. The bathroom is
down at the end of the hall.
Mrs. Robinson moves into the room and sits on the edge
of the bed.
BEN:
Look, Mrs. Robinson, I don't
mean to be rude but -
Mrs. Robinson takes a cigarette from her purse and
lights it.
MRS. ROBINSON
BEN:
No.
MRS. ROBINSON
Oh - I forgot. The track star
doesn't smoke.
She blows out the match and puts it down carefully on
the bedspread. Ben picks up a wastebasket, walks over
to the bed, picks up the match and puts it in the
wastebasket.
MRS. ROBINSON
Is it a girl?
BEN:
Is what a girl?
MRS. ROBINSON
Whatever it is you're upset
about.
BEN:
Oh - no. I'm just sort of
disturbed about things.
MRS. ROBINSON
In general.
BEN:
That's right.
There is a long pause.
MRS. ROBINSON
Benjamin, I want to ask you
something.
BEN:
What?
MRS. ROBINSON
Will you take me home?
BEN:
What?
MRS. ROBINSON
My husband took the car. Will
you drive me home?
Ben reaches into his pocket and hands Mrs. Robinson
a set of car keys.
BEN:
Here - you take it.
Mrs. Robinson looks at him.
BEN:
Do you know how to work a
foreign shift?
Mrs. Robinson shakes her head.
BEN:
You don't?
MRS. ROBINSON
No.
(there is a pause)
BEN:
Let's go.
She throws the keys to him. He catches them.
CUT TO:
33EXT. BRADDOCK HOUSE - NIGHT
SHOOTING THROUGH THE OPEN FRONT DOOR. Mr. Braddock is
talking to the Terhunes at the door. Ben and Mrs.
Robinson come down the hall.
BEN:
Dad - Mrs. Robinson needs a ride
home. I'll be right back.
Mr. Braddock pats Ben on the shoulder. Mrs. Robinson
is walking ahead through the front door.
MRS. ROBINSON
(as she passes the
CAMERA)
Wonderful party.
CUT TO:
34OMITTED
The car comes to a stop in the Robinson driveway. They sit
for a moment.
MRS. ROBINSON
Thank you.
BEN:
Right.
She doesn't move. Ben gets out and goes around to her side
and opens the door.
MRS. ROBINSON
Will you come in, please?
BEN:
What?
MRS. ROBINSON
I want you to come in till I get
the lights on.
BEN:
What for?
MRS. ROBINSON
Because I don't feel safe until
I get the lights on.
They move to the door. She takes out her key and opens
the door.
36INT. ROBINSON HALL AND SUNROOM - NIGHT
MRS. ROBINSON
Would you mind walking ahead of
me to the sun porch. I feel
funny about coming into a dark
house.
BEN:
But it's light in there now.
MRS. ROBINSON
Please.
Ben turns and walks down the hall. They enter sunroom.
MRS. ROBINSON
What do you drink? Bourbon?
BEN:
Look - I drove you home. I was
glad to do it. But I have some
things on my mind. Can you
understand that?
She nods.
BEN:
All right then.
MRS. ROBINSON
What do you drink?
He looks at her.
MRS. ROBINSON
Benjamin - I'm sorry to be this
way, but I don't want to be
alone in this house.
BEN:
Why not?
MRS. ROBINSON
Please wait till my husband
gets home.
BEN:
When is he coming back?
MRS. ROBINSON
I don't know.
She pours herself a drink.
MRS. ROBINSON
Drink?
BEN:
No.
She hands him a drink. There is a pause.
BEN:
Are you always this much afraid
of being alone?
MRS. ROBINSON
Yes.
BEN:
Well, why can't you just lock
the doors and go to bed?
MRS. ROBINSON
I'm very nuerotic.
She turns on the phonograph. SOUND of PHONOGRAPH.
MRS. ROBINSON
May I ask you a question?
Ben looks at her.
MRS. ROBINSON
What do you think of me?
BEN:
What do you mean?
MRS. ROBINSON
your life. You must have
formed some opinion.
BEN:
Well - I've always thought
that you were a very - nice -
person.
MRS. ROBINSON
Did you know I was an alcoholic?
BEN:
What?
MRS. ROBINSON
Did you know that?
BEN:
going -
MRS. ROBINSON
Sit down, Benjamin.
BEN:
Mrs. Robinson - if you don't
mind my saying so - this
conversation is getting a
little strange. Now I'm sure
that Mr. Robinson will be here
any minute and -
MRS. ROBINSON
No.
BEN:
What?
MRS. ROBINSON
My husband will be back quite
late.
They look at each other. Ben is half standing.
MRS. ROBINSON
He should be gone for several
hours.
She takes a step toward him. He puts his hand up and
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