PART 4

ext. usa today loading dock - day

mrs. pressman continues ory to ike.

mrs. pressman

im not sure. mr. sche

neand, hes our local bookie, you

knoo one odds she

. he says shes so famous now,

maybe vegas will give odds on her. im

going to to the pros say.

ike

good fact. ell, you let me know.

mrs. pressman

oh, i will.

angle on:

maggie indicates column to peggy. s t of

to wasool and a

cabinet affixed to the wall above sink, which holds various

ss an idea. maggie and peggy

step foroward ike.

maggie

ell, instead of a ,

a city

grit out of it.

ike

youll ansions?

maggie nods affirmatively.

ike (contd)

(removing )

fine. you washe

questions.

peggy

great.

ike . a mystified peggy leads ike to the

sink. his...

maggie

. peggy, w you give

reatment t

strengthe follicles.

ike sits in t a smock

and puts it around ike.

maggie (contd)

so, to know?

ike leans and rests he sink. peggy bends over him

and s s.

ike

getting nervous?

maggie

nervous? not at all! no. ive never

been more certain in my life. except

-- i am having all kinds of weird

dreams.

ike pulls th down from over his face.

ike

eird dreams? youre going to tell me

about them?

maggie

yes.

peggy

(calming)

lets just put the

aromatherapy.

peggy recovers inues to fuss he hair

coloring products. maggie helps.

int. beauty parlor - later

ike sits owel over he back

of o the mirror, his body faces maggie.

cindy does ctery

tickets. t, sits in is basket.

maggie

in another one...

pete, door of the salon.

peggy

e, ill be righ you.

ike peeks out from under oinues.

maggie

im inside the church. everyone i know

is t really them.

tein monsters, but

ts coming out of their

necks. its all very “nighe

living dead“. and

part -- i look do my dress and

its red. i mean, i

it means. reds not my color!

ike listens intently and stares steadily into her eyes. peggy

removes tos and

dyed orange and red.

maggie (contd)

so hink?

ike stares back at ickle of suspicion creeping up his

spine.

ike

i think youd look good in red.

peggy

no, salking about your hair.

maggie she mirror. ike

looks at ly colored hair.

maggie

youre all ready for football season,

mr. graham.

ike stares at otal confusion. ith icy calm, ike

rises from he end of his hair as if giving

it touchen he sees his defaced newspaper

clipping and all becomes clear. icle and

s to everyone. ike does a slow bu.

ike

yes, i ty

profile of the women of hale.

ike tus and puts the mirror.

ike (contd)

(to peggy)

my jacket, please.

peggy .

ike (contd)

(sarcastically)

thank you.

ike moves tos pete.

ike (contd)

(putting on jacket;

to pete)

excuse me, pete, do you know a place

t sells srong shampoo?

pete

docs pell

e sent you. ant my ?

ike

no thanks.

ike smiles at maggie and exits.

maggie

(to peggy)

he seems crabby.

cut to:

ext. main street - day

in front of beauty salon, maggie follo.

maggie

if youre looking for elm street, its

t way.

ss on her sunglasses.

ike

thank you.

her way.

maggie

if you came down of

as well go back.

because you cant make me feel bad.

sops us to ike.

ike

im not o make you feel bad. im

ion. in my ...

maggie

you have one?

ike o maggie.

ike

i feel im rig you. you got me

fired, lady. you destroyed my

reputation and you screwed up my hair.

you c t and

loved it. and im doisfy

myself on t point.

passersby stare at ikes hair and giggle.

maggie

did someto make you care

about reality?

ike

yes. conviction. conviction t im

onto truto do the

same to “poor bastard number four“

t you did to t three. youre

going to run again. and im not

leaving until you do.

maggie

youre going to be very disappointed.

ike

ell see.

maggie

id love to stay and c, but ive got

to get back to ill have my

job.

ares at , stung by her words.

maggie

i o hide, mr. graham.

talk to

actually stumble upon a fact or two.

maggie eps and stops at a kid on

a bike.

ike

en bucks for

your .

kid agrees. ike puts t on and starts to cross treet.

an old oman walks by and s h a newspaper. ike is

stunned.

ext. maggies house - dusk

maggie pulls into truck. shes in a fine

mood as s in the house.

int. maggies house - dusk

bob, alter, and maggies grandmot in the living

room. grandma is seer

drinks wine, ike wears a .

alter

you know, when i only see one dog, i

know ive oo muco drink.

te family dog, skipper, sits near a ceramic dog table. maggie

smiles as s door and puts down ool box

and bag.

maggie

youll never guess who came crawling

into toail between his

legs.

ike (o.s.)

ho?

maggie enters to see ike smiling evilly from

on the couch.

ike (contd)

(innocently)

came by to

apologize to your family.

(looks to alter)

hen im wrong, im wrong. i pushed a

story. i made a mistake.

alter

in other words -- hes only human. an

us a bottle of wine.

raises ttle to maggie.

ike

t my back on.

alter

o of

skipper.

maggie

youve got to be kidding me.

maggie stares at th.

bob

(enjoying t)

no, no, you should have seen skipper.

(tates

growling)

it t funny.

maggie gives says, “you are not absolved.“ she

smiles stiffly, looking back at ike. ss on the arm

of bobs cs her arm on his shoulder.

maggie

so, the forces of good and evil have

already met.

maggie takes ttle from table next to alter. she

snaps a look to bob, who follows her.

bob

ill ake into tchen.

grandma julia

che crabs, bob.

e overones about the wedding

plans as t... alter puts down his drink.

ike

gee, i out

t t

off...?

alter

ell, his we

know.

ike

you knoer seems...

ike notices t o the veil.

grandma julia

sorry.

ike

ts okay, grandma.

grandma cuts tes the veil from ikes sleeve.

ike (contd)

(continuing )

... like such a lovely girl.

alter points to a portrait painting on the wall.

alter

like her.

ike

(seeing trait)

aiful.

(gets up to admire

trait)

i just cant see iple

grooms in t like t.

grandma julia

oh, yes, you can. shes has em all on

tape.

ike

sape?

alter

(good-natured)

yea tel videos wedding.

i mean maggie didnt know she was going

to make the hundred-yard dash.

alter gestures to a pile of video cassettes on the bookcase.

ike capes.

ike

dads fisrip, grandmas knee

operation, grandmas birthday...

alter

gotta tell you t my daughter.

my daugime, even

in a long dress and heels. maggie may

not be running joke, but

sainly is test.

alter cracks up.

grandma julia

(sarcastically)

ha ha.

close on: a tape. it reads: “maggie i, ii, iii.“ ikes

interest is more t up. t up and

go to the dining room.

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