Tin Men Page #20

(he drinks his

whiskey)

You got any ideas for a new

partner?

SAM:

Well, I had a conversation with

Solly Shavitz, so... maybe I'll

go with him.

(beat)

Mouse is gonna need a new partner

because Dennis is going into used

cars.

TILLEY:

Mouse! Mouse! He gets on my

nerves... He eats too much.

(beat; he holds

up his whiskey

glass)

Here's to some pretty good times,

huh?

Sam smiles.

CUT TO:

129 INT. CORRAL CLUB - NIGHT 129

Looney, looking tanned, sits with Stanley at the bar.

BB and Nora are dancing in the b.g.

LOONEY:

I don't get it... the broad

smashes into his car and he takes

her dancing. Some kind of dating

ritual that I'm not familiar with.

STANLEY:

BB's a pretty good tin man, huh?

(CONTINUED)

126.

129

CONTINUED:

LOONEY:

Pretty good? Whew! Man's what

legends are made of. Started

selling pots and pans door to

door at sixteen. Nothing he

can't sell.

ANGLE ON BB AND NORA

The song ends and BB walks Nora back to the table they

were sitting at.

BB:

You're gonna come back and stay

the night?

NORA:

I dunno... all my things are back

at Nellie's -- the other side of

town.

(beat)

I know what I could do, I'll go

back to the house... there's

still a few things I left behind

... at least I can get a change

of clothes.

They both sit down. BB looks at Nora.

BB:

I'm glad this is working out.

NORA:

You really happy?

BB:

Yeah.

NORA:

You don't really show a great deal

of exuberance.

BB:

Honey, for me... I'm a parade.

CUT TO:

130

EXT. STREET - TILLEY'S HOUSE - TIGHT SHOT OF HAND -130

NIGHT:

Rattling a special padlock. PULL BACK to reveal Tilley

at his front door, trying to get in.

(CONTINUED)

127.

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130

CAMERA PANS to see Nora's car pulling up in front of the

house. Nora turns off the car lights and exits the car.

She starts up the front walk and stops.

NORA:

What happened?

TILLEY:

The I.R.S... they need my

furniture. They got some living

room somewhere in this country

that needs to be furnished.

NORA:

They're taking the furniture?

TILLEY:

The furniture, the whole house.

They locked it up... they

confiscated it.

NORA:

(yelling up to him

on the porch)

What do you expect? You expect

to get some preferential treatment

... you're some special case?

You've got to pay your taxes just

like everybody else has to pay

their taxes!

Tilley shrugs.

NORA:

How many arguments did we used to

have about filing your taxes?

TILLEY:

We had a lot of arguments.

Nora starts toward him. Tilley sits on the steps.

NORA:

(as she sits beside him)

There's a responsibility that

you've got to have. It's a long

way from high school, Tilley.

TILLEY:

I was doing pretty good there for

a while... doing pretty good. Had

my house, had a wife, a Cadillac...

I still got my Cadillac.

(CONTINUED)

128.

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NORA:

Where are you gonna sleep?

TILLEY:

I'll stay at Sam's for a couple

of days until I get set up.

(beat)

What're you doing here, anyway?

NORA:

There's just a couple of things

you didn't throw out of the house

... a couple of things I didn't

find in the drawer.

TILLEY:

I don't know... I did a pretty

good house cleaning number on you.

NORA:

Listen, about the divorce. Do you

want to file, or should I file?

TILLEY:

I got to be frank with you, this

guy is nuts.

NORA:

He told me all about it... all

about how you threw eggs at him.

TILLEY:

He told you it was about eggs?

The guy tried to break into my

house. He tried to steal things

from me.

NORA:

He was trying to find me. We had

an argument.

TILLEY:

I think you'd be making a big

mistake if you married him.

NORA:

It's not for you to make decisions

for me.

TILLEY:

I think maybe I should, because I

think you're being misled... I

think you're confused. I think...

(CONTINUED)

129.

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NORA:

(interrupting him)

I know what I'm doing.

TILLEY:

(interrupting Nora)

Nora, listen to me. I know about

guys...

NORA:

(cutting him off)

I appreciate your concern, but

it's not for you...

TILLEY:

(interrupting her)

But this guy is as bad a choice

as you could make. Bad choice.

NORA:

You're a good one to give advice...

you're sitting on the steps,

locked out of your house because

you can't pay your taxes, and

you're going to give me advice on

life?

TILLEY:

I'm not giving you a divorce, and

that's it. I'm looking out for

your welfare. No divorce.

Nora looks at him, starts to say something, then stands

up and walks down the steps of the house toward her car.

TILLEY:

(yelling to her)

It's for your own benefit, and

you'll thank me for it.

Nora turns toward Tilley and suddenly snaps.

NORA:

My benefit! You don't give a

damn about me! You don't give

a damn who I marry. The reason

you don't want me to marry is

because he's the one taking your

wife, and you've got your own

problems with him.

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

130.

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NORA (CONT'D)

You don't care about me... it's

the same bullshit you're doing.

That's what it always is with you,

Tilley. It's always you! The

I.R.S. took your house... your

furniture! You don't say anything

about my things in the house.

I've got things in the house I

worked damn hard for, and things

that belonged to my family... the

headboard that was given to me by

Aunt Josephine, it's got to be at

least a hundred years old... and

the hand-embroidered footstool...

TILLEY:

What footstool?

NORA:

The hand-embroidered footstool

over by the TV.

TILLEY:

I don't remember seeing that.

NORA:

It's been there forever... it was

my granny's.

TILLEY:

It's been there forever? I've

never seen it.

NORA:

You've never seen it!? You've

never seen it!? You put your feet

on it to watch TV... the

hand-embroidered footstool.

TILLEY:

I don't know what you're talking

about. I never put my feet up to

watch TV.

NORA:

That's the way you are, Tilley, it

doesn't mean anything to you. You

don't care if they take it all

away. It's all you, Tilley!

That's the way it's always been.

(CONTINUED)

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She stands there for a moment, then turns back to her

car, gets in, slams the door and drives off. Tilley

stands on the front steps with a puzzled look on his

face.

TILLEY:

Hand-embroidered footstool?

He walks over to his car, gets in and STARTS the ENGINE...

shaking his head in disbelief.

CUT TO:

131 EXT. SUPERIOR ALUMINUM BUILDING - NIGHT 131

BB drives up to the building in his Cadillac, the passenger

door opens and Stanley gets out.

STANLEY:

Thanks for the lift back, BB.

See ya around.

BB (O.S.)

Okay, Stanley.

Stanley closes the car door and BB drives off. Stanley

watches BB's car turn the bend, and then he goes toward

the office door.

CUT TO:

132 INT. SUPERIOR ALUMINUM OFFICE - NIGHT 132

Stanley is standing at the filing cabinet going through

files. He takes some files and puts them to one side.

Then, satisfied that he's got everything he needs, he

picks up the files and turns to leave. BB is standing

at the door watching him.

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