Third Person Page #6
People are gonna know it's Anna.
Six months from now,
she'll be the punch line
at every cocktail party in New York.
You can do that to her?
It's the weakest story.
It's the strongest choice.
Well?
Okay.
Hi.
He didn't want this?
No, it's for you.
He asked me to pour it.
He did?
Why?
She asked him to take care of you.
Who did?
In the elevator.
She asked him to take care of you.
How do you know?
He told me when he asked for the milk.
Did he say anything else?
Did she say anything else to him?
No.
She didn't say that she was sorry?
No.
What are you doing?
Eating the whole pancake? Yeah?
- Yes, sir.
- Thank you.
You know where I can buy a shirt?
You have new shirt.
Yes.
It's nice.
Thank you.
You waited for me.
Yes.
I give him the money.
Will you still take me?
I don't have anything left.
Will you take me, no questions?
Just take me.
Yes.
Okay.
Your daughter?
Can I meet her?
You are fool to have believed me.
Please leave a message after the tone.
Hey.
I'm sorry.
You can have him tonight if you like.
Okay.
Hi.
How's Rome?
You know, warm.
I love that tiny apartment on the piazza.
So, did you finish reading it?
Last night.
It's good.
You're not just saying that?
No.
It's good.
Thanks.
Must have been hard for you to read it.
How you live for her smile?
How she's the love of your life?
If I could've trusted
anyone else to read it...
Stop trying to get sympathy, Michael.
I'm sure I'll be reading this conversation
in the next draft.
You really don't feel a thing, do you?
Is she there?
No.
You're lying again.
She left me.
Couple of months ago.
You told her that you were writing
about her and her father?
No.
She read my journal.
Oh, God, Michael.
I'm cold.
I just came in from a swim.
I'm glad you're using the pool again.
You used his name.
Robbie.
Don't.
It happened in a moment.
It wasn't your fault.
He just so wanted to make you proud.
It wasn't a business call, Elaine.
I lied.
It wasn't business.
Who was it?
God, Michael.
Does she know it was her on the phone?
Come home.
Come home, Michael.
How?
Watch me.
I have to go.
Michael.
Watch me.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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