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Karl kisses her cheek and exits. Ellen turns and looks into the mirror watching him leave. She stares. CUT TO: EXT. BALCONY SAN FRANCISCO Edward and David are leaning over looking at the city. They stand close to each other. DAVID Advertising. That's suppose to be exciting, isn't it? EDWARD If you like an cut throat atmosphere. People smiling and telling you how brilliant you are. Then you turn around, they can't wait to rip the hell out of you. DAVID Sounds like a healthy environment. Anything lined up yet? EDWARD Naw. I'll start looking in a few weeks. I need to find a place first. DAVID You will. Just need the right connections. (Pause) Left any broken hearts in Chicago? Edward looks over at David and smiles for a moment. EDWARD No. I was in a long term relationship which now seems to have sucked up both my youth and my finances. DAVID It's funny when people use that word. EDWARD What word? DAVID Term. As if you were in jail or something. EDWARD (laughs) Well, it did feel like hard labor! DAVID I take it that the relationship ended badly? EDWARD It didn't end on the best terms. Meaning I didn't- he did. I think it was the beginning of mid-life crises. DAVID Sorry. EDWARD Don't be. These things always turn out for the best. Neal and Chip come up to Edward and David. NEAL Ed, we're going to split. DAVID I'll be happy to give you a ride. EDWARD ~It's pass my curfew. Thank you anyway. DAVID I hope we run into each other again. (pause with a seductive grin.) Soon. (Ed and David look at each other for a moment. David senses Ed becoming uncomfortable and turns to Neal.) Neal, I'll see you next week. NEAL You got it. Neal, Edward and Chip begin to exit. The three walk slowly and talk over their shoulders towards David. CHIP Goodbye, Mister Chips. DAVID And you hang in there, Mister Chip. Be good. CHIP As always. The t-cells of steel, you know. EDWARD Thanks again for the company. I enjoyed it. DAVID So did I. CUT TO: INT. ARTIST LOFT -- MOMENTS LATE The three are now crossing the room. It has cleared out somewhat. They talk while exiting towards the door. NEAL Well, well. You two certainly hit it off. EDWARD Don't start and don't try. NEAL What? I was just making an observation. EDWARD Out of commission. And if you do try. I'll shave your head so you won't be able to dye your hair the colors of the pride flag. Edward keeps walking and Neal and Chip slow down. The two look at each other and smile. NEAL (yelling after Edward.) So you'll beat me to the punch. ~I was planning on doing that anyway! CUT TO: EXT.SHOT OF CHICAGO SKYLINE-DAY INT. RANDI'S OFFICE Randi is sitting at her desk at work. The phone rings. RANDI This is Randi. CUT TO: INT. NEAL'S LOFT Edward is on the phone. He has just woken up. The camera cuts back and forth between the two. EDWARD (mock phone sex voice) This morning I am going to make you beg for it like the horny slut you are. RANDI Hi Honey! But it's not morning here. EDWARD Oh jeez, that's right. RANDI In fact it should be closer to noon in San Francisco. Just getting up? EDWARD Neal took me to one of his parties last night. RANDI Did you have a nice time? EDWARD No. Well, that's not true. I spent most of the night talking with this guy. He was the only normal person there. The rest of them were artsy-fartsy. RANDI Was he cute? EDWARD I guess. If you're into Mormons.
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