Mrs. Koenig blushes and nearly giggles, almost
                coquettish.

                                      TRACY
                                (proudly)
                          James recommended it.

                                      ADAM
                                (to James)
                          Great taste, bro.
                                (to Mr. Koenig)
                          Like sleeping with a showgirl, eh, Mr.
                          K.?

                                      MR. KOENIG
                                (curtly, to Adam)
                          My wife is NO showgirl, young man.

                Mrs. Koenig looks as if she's not sure if she's been
                insulted.  Mr. Koenig, realizing his near-blunder,
                quickly and sweetly says to Mrs. Koenig

                                      MR. KOENIG (CONT'D)
                          Dear?

                She takes his arm. As they turn, he speaks to James as
                she leads into the crowd.

                                      MR. KOENIG (CONT'D)
                          Come with us.

                He puts arm around James and leads him away, following
                his wife.

                                      JAMES
                                (surprised)
                          Of course, Mr. Koenig.
                                (mouthing to Tracy, folding
                                 his hands)
                          Pray for me...

                                      TRACY
                                (quietly yelling to James)
                          I'll always remember you!

                                                                 CUT TO:

                Back patio, Koenig house.  Majestic view, pool, lit by
                tiki lights.

                                      JAMES
                                (to Mr. Koenig)
                          You wanted to talk to me?

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                                (to Mr. Koenig)
                          Thank you, mein liebshin.  Please take
                          care of our guests.

                                      MR. KOENIG
                          Anything, darling.  Anything.
                                (walks away, obviously in
                                 serious love with, and fear
                                 of, his spouse.)

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                          Jim...you don't mind if I call you Jim,
                          do you?
                                (before James can answer)
                          Jim, I'm thinking that I have been unfair
                          to you.

                                      JAMES
                          Uh, I'm not sure I understand, Mrs.
                          Koe...

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                                (Raises hand to quiet James. 
                                 James overreacts, as if
                                 about to be hit.)
                          Let me finish.  It's been more than three
                          years, you and my beautiful daughter. 
                          Three long years.  Tracy's completed her
                          education.  She's grown into a woman. 
                          She's changed so much.

                                      JAMES
                          Yes, she...

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                                (ignoring)
                          And then we have you.  Still so...here. 
                          My poor Tracy, still so...infatuated. 
                          We've learned to accept, Jim...

                                      JAMES
                          Accept what?

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                          You.  Here.  Although Karl and I know so
                          little about you...

                                      JAMES
                          I'd be happy to tell...

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                                (interrupting)
                          You're 23, Irish-English descent, parents
                          died eight years ago in a boating
                          accident at Niagara falls,
                                (quick turn to James)
                          ...second honeymoon - so tragic, darling,
                                (turns away)
                          ...no siblings, so-so public school
                          record, dropped out of UNLV after two
                          semesters, secured a mediocre...I'm
                          sorry, I meant, meteoric climb up the
                          corporate ladder as a bartender at a
                          casino known for its magnificent all-you
                          can-eat seafood buffet.

                                      JAMES
                                (thrown off by her words)
                          Uh, the unlimited prime rib is actually
                          bet...

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                                (ignoring him)
                          I realize Karl and I should be thrilled
                          by your resume, impressive as it is, but
                          I find it lacks something...

                                      JAMES
                          Such as...?

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                          Anything remotely resembling success,
                          Jim.  I'm sorry, dear, but you are
                          totally devoid of talent.  None.  Zip. 
                          Balanced with your apparent lack of
                          ambition, your potential meter registers
                          in the single digits.

                                      JAMES
                                (regaining composure)
                          I'm sure you had a reason to bring me out
                          here, Mrs. Koenig.

                                      MRS. KOENIG
                          Yes, Jimmy, I do.  As I said, I've done
                          you a disfavor.  Regardless of what Karl
                          and I feel, Tracy is...fond of you.