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PRETTY WOMAN
PART 14
INT. PENTHOUSE LIVING ROOM - DAY
Edward enters the living room. Vivian slowly enters behind
him. Edward opens the front door. Mr. Kross slowly enters.
He looks very old and tired; so much so that Edward has to mask
his surprise.
KROSS
Mr. Harris.
EDWARD
How are you, Mr. Kross.
KROSS
Not bad for a man who hasn't
slept in four nights. I'll get
used to it.
An angry, reluctant looking David Kross is behind his father.
Stuckey brings up the rear. Edward and David give one another
perfunctory nod. Stuckey smugly winks at Edward. Edward closes
the door and leads them all down the stairs.
Vivian is very troubled at Kross's appearance. He gently nods
at Vivian.
KROSS
Young lady.
VIVIAN
Hello.
(to David)
Hi.
DAVID
Hello, Vivian.
STUCKEY
Let's not waste time here, shall
we? Mr. Kross, you said this
morning, you wished to speak with
Mr. Harris. Mr. Harris is now
listening.
Kross has to fight down his humiliation at Stuckey's tone. He
turns to Edward.
KROSS
Yes. I'm here to tell you that
I've reconsidered my position on
your acquisition offer.
EDWARD
Expected... offer.
KROSS
Of course, yes. After the
expected filing period is over,
I'm going to recommend to the
board that we accept your bid.
EDWARD
(a moment)
You're making the right decision,
sir.
Stuckey glances triumphantly at Edward. He is surprised to
see that there doesn't seem to be any victory in Edward's face.
Edward is silent. Kross interprets his silence as second
thoughts.
KROSS
I'll see you on one condition.
I'm not so concerned for me but
the people who have worked for
me...
Vivian is disturbed watching this tired looking man.
STUCKEY
(quickly)
They'll be taken care of. Won't
they, Edward?
Kross ignores Stuckey. He looks to Edward. Edward slowly
nods.
KROSS
I'll sign anything you want then.
STUCKEY
Today.
Kross nods tiredly. His voice is very soft.
KROSS
Today.
Vivian abruptly turns and disappears into the bedroom,
obviously upset. The men all watch her go. Edward hesitates.
He turns to Kross:
EDWARD
Excuse me, please?
He heads to the bedroom.
INT. PENTHOUSE BEDROOM - DAY
Vivian is sitting on the bed, on the phone.
VIVIAN
Hello. Is Kit DeLuca there?
When she comes in will you have
her call Vivian Wells at 560-30000.
Yes. Okay.
She hangs up as Edward comes in.
VIVIAN
What did you do to him?
EDWARD
What do you mean?
VIVIAN
Last time I saw him he was this
strong guy. Now he's beaten.
And you liked him.
EDWARD
Vivian, I want you to listen to
me. The man realized that it
would be better for his future
and his son's future, if he
cooperated.
VIVIAN
Right.
EDWARD
It's not your concern. It's...
business, that's all.
VIVIAN
Business.
EDWARD
Yes. The man made a business
decision.
VIVIAN
It's all just business to you.
Him. Me. Your life.
Everything's business.
EDWARD
It's what I do for a living.
It's how I make money.
Silence.
EDWARD
I'll be back in a few hours.
We'll talk about this later.
INT. PENTHOUSE LIVING ROOM - DAY
Edward enters the living room. The men look at him
expectantly.
EDWARD
We'll continue this down at the
office.
He heads for the door.
EXT. PENTHOUSE PATIO - DAY
Vivian stands at the railing, unhappily looking out at the city
beyond. The phone RINGS. She turns and hurries inside.
INT. PENTHOUSE LIVING ROOM - DAY
Vivian answers the phone.
VIVIAN
Lo?
INT. HOTEL LOBBY - DAY - INTERCUT
Mr. Thomas is standing behind the front desk, a rather strained
expression on his face.
MR. THOMAS
Barnard Thomas here. Miss
Vivian, I wonder if you might come
down to the front desk. There's
someone here to see you.
VIVIAN
Me?
MR. THOMAS
I'd send them up, but sadly, I
don't trust the young lady to find
you on her own.
A hand reaches out and wrenches the phone away from Mr. Thomas.
Kit, heavy make-up, skimpy outfit, chewing gum, cigarette and
all, keeps her voice just below a bellow.
KIT
Viv? Where are you, babe?
(glaring at Mr. Thomas)
The sphincter-police won't let
me through.
INT. HOTEL LOUNGE - DAY
Kit finishes slurping on a big, frosty ice cream soda. She
smacks her lips like a happy, little girl. Vivian isn't having
anything.
VIVIAN
Yes, I'm glad you're clean but
I've been calling and calling.
KIT
Was that you?
VIVIAN
Who did you think?
KIT
Carlos. I still owe him two
hundred bucks...
VIVIAN
Kit, I left that money for you
days ago.
KIT
Yeah. I just got it.
An OLDER COUPLE walk past the table. They stare at Kit.
KIT
Fifty bucks, grampa. For
seventy-five, the wife can watch.
Horrified, the elderly couple hurry away.
VIVIAN
Kit...
KIT
Everybody keeps starin' at me.
VIVIAN
Yeah... I know what you mean.
KIT
What do you know? You look good.
All dressed up.
(meaning it)
You clean up real nice.
(giggling)
You sure don't fit in down on
the Boulevard, lookin' like you
do. Not that you ever did anyway.
VIVIAN
You think I fit here where they
just about chew your food for you?
KIT
Where do you fit?
Vivian is silent, then.
VIVIAN
(suddenly)
I kissed him, Kit. On the mouth.
KIT
Honey, you're not supposed to
do that.
VIVIAN
I know. I stopped pretending
and started liking it with him
for real.
KIT
Oh, my god, you mean it was good?
VIVIAN
(miserably)
It was great.
KIT
Dummy.
VIVIAN
He wants to set me up in a place,
give me some money.
KIT
I pray for that.
VIVIAN
(nods)
All I'm doing is feeling lousy
about it. I don't know what to
do. What do I do, Kit?
KIT
Go for the bucks.
VIVIAN
I don't care about bucks.
(a beat)
I might love this guy.
KIT
Wow, are you in deep shit.
(a sigh)
You know he'll break your heart.
Vivian is silent again.
KIT (cont'd)
I blame myself here. First time
I laid eyes on ya', I knew you
were too complicated to be a
whore.
Vivian nods. Her face is filled with confusion.
INT. BROKERAGE HOUSE - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
Edward stands at the window looking out. There is something
about his somber demeanor that both reflects the look we've just
seen on Vivian and suggests the way we saw him at the top of
the story.
Jake enters, a pile of papers under his arm. He begins laying
them out on the conference table.
JAKE
Congratulations, sir.
EDWARD
What?
JAKE
Mr. Kross is just getting off
the phone with his stock broker.
It's finished. You've won.
Edward says nothing.
JAKE
Who are you going after next, sir?
EDWARD
Who indeed...
He turns as Stuckey, James and David Kross, and Vance enter
the room. They surround a conference table. Kross sits, the
papers laid out in front of him. Stuckey hands Kross a pen.
A SECRETARY lays out finger food. They wait for her to leave
before they speak.
STUCKEY
If we can get these letters of
intent out of the way now... Mr.
Harris and I would like to ask
you some questions about your
company.
DAVID
Dad, excuse me, but that's
inappropriate. You're under no
obligation to answer any questions
at all.
KROSS
Could we at least wait till after
the filing period?
Stuckey glances to Edward for help. Edward is silent; indeed
it's as if something is twisting inside of him. Stuckey plunges
ahead.
STUCKEY
Mr. Harris is preparing a bid
based on our speculation of the
corporation's net worth. The
price he ultimately pays for your
father's stock will be based on
that bid. The more we know, the
higher our bid can be.
KROSS
It's in my best interest to
cooperate, David.
DAVID
If he throws himself on your
sword, you promise to take care
of him and his family, huh?
David stares at him.
STUCKEY
That's unfair!
DAVID
You bed it is.
(to Edward)
You're everything he said you
were.
(to his father)
Do what you have to do, Dad.
Just don't expect me to watch it.
He exits. A moment. Kross looks at Edward with a resigned
smile.
KROSS
He's young. He hasn't learned
how to lose gracefully yet. I'll
sign your papers. And I'll answer
your questions. Whatever you
want.
He sighs. He picks up the pen. He's about to sign.
EDWARD
Stop. For just a moment.
(a moment)
Mr. Kross, I'd like to ask you
a few questions before you sign.
You realize that you're a target.
If you weren't mine, you'd be
someone elses, correct?
KROSS
Yes.
EDWARD
If you had a... reprieve, what
would do?
STUCKEY
(quickly)
I don't think there's any sense
in --
EDWARD
Let him answer.
KROSS
I... I would take advantage of
it.
EDWARD
How?
Kross looks uncertain. He gropes for an answer.
KROSS
I... I don't know. There...
there wasn't time...
EDWARD
I suppose you'd find out soon
enough that you have assets you
presently don't seem aware of,
wouldn't you? The waste
processing licenses at that
abandoned shipyard of yours, you'd
certainly find out about that.
Surprise suddenly flares in Stuckey's eyes.
STUCKEY
Oh, my god... Edward, no!
EDWARD
I suppose you'd use them as
collateral on new loans, wouldn't
you?
STUCKEY
Have you lost your mind?
KROSS
(to Stuckey)
Quiet.
(to Edward)
Would I get the loans?
EDWARD
This time I imagine you would,
yes.
(as if thinking about it)
Hmm...
(a moment)
With all this in mind, Mr. Kross,
I can't logically make a formal
bid on your company, can I?
KROSS
(a small smile)
You'd be initiating a financial
battle you'd ultimately lose, Mr.
Harris.
EDWARD
You're very right. I think the
best thing we could all do is go
home.
STUCKEY
What!?
EDWARD
Have a good day, gentlemen.
He exits from the room. Stuckey follows.
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