The Stunt Man Page #17
- R
- Year:
- 1980
- 131 min
- 494 Views
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NINA (CONT'D)
...Nevertheless, I'm cancelling your
invitation to an intimate party
given by my parents, who arrived
unexpectedly to honor me on the
occasion of my birthday...but don't
feel too badly. As consolation for
presenting you with the "good-sportof-
the-month" award.
From behind her back, she takes an APPLE with a tiny cocktail
parasol stuck in it and holds it out to Cameron. Cameron lies
glaring at her with mounting rage.
NINA (CONT'D)
Mr. Baum, will you notify this young
savage that it's customary to cover
one's privates when accepting an
award? It's one of the common
courtesies, like...congratulating
people.
CAMERON:
(coldly)
What should I congratulate you for?
The f***ing scene or for f***ing the
director?
Nina stands there shaken, looking at him sadly.
NINA:
For f***ing the director, honey.
(biting into apple)
Didn't you know that's how little
girls get into the movies?
She leaves. Cameron lies there seething, then abruptly leaps up and
storms into the bathroom. Sam sits rubbing his head, resumes
typing. Cameron rages out of the bathroom, flings himself onto the
bed. Unwinding the elastic bandage, he sprays ethyl chloride on his
knee. Sam's typing stops.
SAM:
(quietly)
Young man, taking my life in my
hands, I must inform you that you
are an a**hole.
Cameron ignores Sam.
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SAM (CONT'D)
Being a devout masochist, it follows
that I'm Eli's best friend. I know
quite a lot about him and Nina.
CAMERON:
You and the entire crew, buddy.
SAM:
(wryly)
He met her three years ago. Two
lonely people rattling around New
York. A brutal winter. Eli's
marriage had just broken up...
CAMERON:
(interrupting in anger)
...All she had to do was tell me!
SAM'S VOICE
She could have done that in four
seconds. They went to bed once and
they were lousy as lovers. But they
had a problem. They liked each
other. They recognized some area of
mutual sensitivity. I'm boring you.
CAMERON:
You telling me he banged her once
three years ago?
SAM'S VOICE
(disgusted)
I'm going to see if they can put me
up in the employees' toilet.
He begins to type again, then philosophically...
SAM'S VOICE (CONT'D)
I think he 'banged' her twice to
confirm the awful truth...Was she
supposed to be a virgin?
CAMERON:
Yeah...
But he says this so sadly and looks so miserable that Sam knows he
has reached him and it touched.
SAM:
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I had a virgin once. Had to go to
Guatemala for it. She was blind in
one eye and had a stuffed alligator
that said, "Welcome to Miami Beach!"
Cameron sits there feeling dumb and full of regrets. Then he gets
up, goes to Sam's closet and begins rummaging through the clothes.
Sam watches him curiously.
CAMERON:
So how's the new ending coming?
SAM:
I got fourteen versions. Take your
pick.
(worried about his
clothes)
What are you doing in there?
CAMERON:
(overly casual)
...Fourteen gory ways to die?
SAM:
Thirteen. In one version he
lives...turns the girl in, opens a
gay bar in Berlin, gains fifty
pounds and changes his name to
Goering...
(now deeply concerned)
...Please, anything but the
sweaters. You'll stretch the hell
out of the sleeves.
INT. RESTAURANT
The pleasant SEAFOOD RESTAURANT is on the pier over the water.
Cameron, now wearing Sam's sweater after all, is searching about the
crowded room trying to find Nina and what might be her family. He
is about to leave when he sees a group at a window table, a MAN and
WOMAN in their early fifties and a FOURTEEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL,
attractive despite the baby fat. Something about the composite of
all their features is familiar enough to give them a second look.
In doing so, he sees a half-eaten BIRTHDAY CAKE on their table, in
front of an empty place. He goes to the table.
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CAMERON:
(hesitantly)
I was sort of invited to a birthday
party and I can't seem to find
it...and this seems to be a birthday
party...
The FATHER, a hearty, bluff, good-natured man, looks at Cameron
amiably and with a father's intuition.
FATHER:
A birthday party is a birthday
party...sit down.
(Cameron does)
Who was this birthday party for...
animal, vegetable or mineral?
NANCY, the fourteen-year-old, giggles.
NANCY:
...Mineral.
MOTHER:
Will you stop teasing this young
man?
CAMERON:
She's really worth finding, ma'am.
She's a very rare mineral.
FATHER:
(pleased with Cameron)
How old is this mineral?
CAMERON:
This morning she was acting about
ninety, but she might be lying a
year or two.
The father now really comfortable, recognizing a fellow humorist.
FATHER:
No, you got the wrong table...this
one's acting like she's six...but
the missus tells me birthdays are
very emotional for the ladies.
At this moment Cameron can tell from their faces that they've seen
Nina behind him. He turns.
POV:
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Nina has emerged from the ladies' room looking miserable and is
walking toward them. At the shock of seeing Cameron, her hand flies
to her mouth in such embarrassment and joy and confusion at the way
she feels, that she starts back to the refuge of the ladies' room.
Catching herself, she turns back to face him, her eyes now glowing
with tears of happiness.
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HOTEL CORRIDOR - CLOSE ON CAMERON - LATER THAT NIGHT
He moves forward and kisses Nina. We now realize we are at her
HOTEL ROOM DOOR. She on the inside, he on the outside, kissing
through the doorway, which stands slightly ajar. With their mouths
barely parting:
NINA:
I'm sorry it got so late...that damn
five o'clock makeup call...I feel as
bad as you do...
CAMERON:
In the same place I do?
NINA:
Will you take a raincheck?
(slipping her room key in
his pocket)
...A permanent one?
He puts his hand on the pocket and grins at her.
CAMERON:
A season pass.
NINA:
(smiling)
Good night.
Closing the door.
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On HENRY (the ASSISTANT CAMERAMAN who Eli screamed at), his luggage
beside him, his elbows, empties, loose change scattered before him
on the bar top.
HENRY:
(looking up)
Lucky...hey Lucky, come over here!
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ANGLE shifts to include Cameron a few stools down. He looks up from
his beer and crosses to henry.
HENRY (CONT'D)
Guess who tole 'em to take their job
and stuff it?
CAMERON:
Ya quittin'?
HENRY:
F***in' A. Gettin' out tonight.
But not without splittin' a Schlitz
with the one guy, 'cept me, who
wouldn't take sh*t from that
screwball.
As the BARTENDER is taking away the empties, Henry puts his finger
down on a DIME.
HENRY (CONT'D)
Change is for you, except that.
That's a very special dime.
(holds it up for Cameron
to see)
Know what this is? Ask me!
CAMERON:
It's a dime...am I close?
HENRY:
It's Eli Cross' ass. People think
'cause you're easygoin' they can
walk all over you. Bull-sh*t...I'm
blowin' the whistle with this dime
in that phone...killin' a man and
hiding it from the police...are you
kiddin'...? Who is he think he is?
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