INVENTING THE ABBOTTS - Daily Script
INVENTING THE ABBOTTS - Daily Script
INVENTING THE ABBOTTS - Daily Script
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<strong>INVENTING</strong> <strong>THE</strong> <strong>ABBOTTS</strong> - Rev. 2/16/96 40.<br />
69 INT. ABBOTT HOME - TENT - NIGHT 69<br />
The party is well underway, it's a younger crowd tonight.<br />
The band plays "Fly Me To The Moon." Doug stands apart<br />
from the others. He's ill-at-ease. His conversation<br />
with Jacey resonates within him. As he looks over the<br />
gathering, he's pained to discover how easy it is to see<br />
things the way Jacey does: Lloyd holding court with a<br />
group of men in tuxedos... Joan Abbott propelling a<br />
reluctant Alice towards a group of guests Alice's age<br />
(Alice and Peter have separated)... and, finally, Pamela<br />
dancing with a handsome young man (TED). She is the<br />
belle of the ball, radiant and suddenly mature in her<br />
beautiful gown. She smiles as she sees Doug, excuses<br />
herself, and comes over to him.<br />
PAMELA<br />
How long have you been here?<br />
A while.<br />
Are you okay?<br />
DOUG<br />
PAMELA<br />
DOUG<br />
I'm fine. Having fun?<br />
PAMELA<br />
Yes, I am. Come on, dance with<br />
me.<br />
She pulls him towards the dance floor.<br />
DOUG<br />
You didn't tell me I had to dance.<br />
PAMELA<br />
Just one dance and we'll be even.<br />
I won't have to be mad at you<br />
anymore and you won't have to be<br />
so sorry.<br />
DOUG<br />
What am I supposed to be so sorry<br />
about?<br />
PAMELA<br />
Oh, you're not sorry?<br />
DOUG<br />
All right, yeah, I'm sorry.<br />
PAMELA<br />
Sorry about what?<br />
(CONTINUED)
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