SWEET NOVEMBER - Daily Script

4/5/00 80.83 CONTINUED: (4) 83NELSONYou may have noticed -- I don'tput myself in those situations.SARA(the sweetest smile)Do you trust me?Aware of what he's doing now, Nelson shrugs, shakes hishead, nods. She hits him with a look.SARAShow me the house where you grewup.84 EXT. HOUSE (OLD NEIGHBORHOOD) - DUSK 84A decaying working-class neighborhood; "for sale" signsdot the front yards. Nelson's neglected old house has a"for sale" sign in front. He balks, feigningindifference.85 INT. HOUSE - DUSK 85She opens the front door, extends her hand to Nelsonwho's like a spooked horse out on the porch.SARAIt's just a house, Nelson.He takes a deep breath, still balking, then gives in.Holding Sara's hand, he enters and slowly wanders throughthe empty living room... memories, images, and soundswashing over him. He is silent for a long time, then:NELSONYou remember blue and it turns outto be green. Maybe it turns outwe were... happy once in a while.There is a set of double doors half open, leading to aroom beyond. Together they open the double doors andstep inside.86 INT. OLD TV ROOM - DUSK 86Humming a Frank Sinatra, she guides him to the centerof the room and begins to slow dance with him; after awhile, he whispers in her ear.(CONTINUED)