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PRETTY WOMAN
PART 8
INT. REX RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Vivian comes out of the ladies room. She walks forward past
the MATRE'D'S station. She stops. She takes a breath... and
then walks forward.
INT. REX - ANOTHER ANGLE - LOOKING DOWN
Vivian moves down a marble starircase, through the elegant
restaurant toward a far table. Her beauty and natural grace
draw approving stares. She is like a queen moving through a
ballroom.
At a secluded table, Edward sits in conversation with two men.
JAMES KROSS, in his early 70's, a bulky self-made millionaire
industrialist. Sitting next to him is his son and second in
command, DAVID KROSS, a handsome man in his early thirties.
All of them rise as Vivian comes to the table. David Kross
holds out Vivian's chair for her. Surprised, she nods her
thanks. In front of her is an enormous placesetting. She
smiles down at the utensils, filled with confidence.
Waiters have placed a delicate salad down in front of each of
them. Vivian proudly reaches for her salad fork. But then she
sees that Kross has picked up the fork closest to his plate and
is digging into his salad with that.
Vivian looks to see what Edward will do. He doesn't seem
interested in eating yet. Neither does David Kross. Feeling
a sudden panic, Vivian puts her fork down.
KROSS
So young man, I understand you
are trying to take over my
company.
A moment. The abruptness of the question takes Edward back for
a moment. But then he almost smiles.
EDWARD
Please don't patronize me, Mr.
Kross. Our ages mean nothing
here.
Kross and David look at each other.
DAVID
Mr. Harris, we know you've
purchased at least twenty percent
of our stock. We also know you
plan to file a formal bid for a
majority share.
EDWARD
Twenty-five percent.
KROSS
Mr. Harris, I built Kross
Enterprises myself. I know every
man who ever worked there by his
first name. I know their wives...
and their children. If your
intention is to take over my
company and turn it into a
glorified real estate deal, think
again.
Edward, thankfully, now reaches for his salad fork and begins
to eat. Relieved, Vivian picks up hers. They all eat for a
moment.
EDWARD
What do you suggest, Mr. Kross?
WAITERS approach, some to clear the salad plates, some to put
down the next course. Vivian, thinking she's got to finish,
quickly stuffs her mouth with the rest of her salad. She is
reluctant to let the Waiter take her fork.
KROSS
What would it take to buy our
stock back? Name your price.
EDWARD
To get me in a mood to sell --
double what I paid. But your
company doesn't have enough
capital right now to buy anything.
DAVID
We're on the verge of closing
a large navy contract. Double
is ridiculous but we can assure
you a healthy profit on your
shares. We would give you a
promissory note...
EDWARD
You're not getting any navy
contracts.
Vivian can see that both father and son are stunned by this
news.
DAVID
There's no way you could know
that.
EDWARD
But I do know. I also know your
lines of credit are over-extended.
If I don't buy your company,
someone else will...
(looking up)
Ah, the escargot.
Escargot are put down in front of everyone. Vivian stares at
them dubiously. She picks up what she assumes is the next
"right" fork. She picks up a snail. The two do not fit.
Flustered, she doesn't know what to do. No one else seems to
be eating. And now a Waiter comes and places escargot forks
at each place. Vivian picks it up with a sigh of relief.
VIVIAN
(softly, to the Waiter)
Scume me, what are these things?
WAITER
(bending to whisper)
Escargot, mademoiselle.
EDWARD
(leaning close to
whisper)
Snails.
Vivian stares at them, horrified. She, like James and David
Kross, no longer seem interested in eating. Edward eats with
pleasure.
EDWARD
Mr. Kross, I'm not here to sell
you my stock. On the contrary,
I'm here to buy yours.
KROSS
(angry)
You've got a lot of nerve.
EDWARD
No. What I have is a lot of
money.
KROSS
I know all about you, Mr. Harris.
When you buy companies, they have
a way of disappearing. Even the
pension funds are stripped clean.
The last three companies you took
over were cut up in so many
pieces, widows were left without
their retirement checks.
EDWARD
(calmly)
What I did with those companies
was perfectly legal.
KROSS
I don't question the legality
of what you do. It's your
morality that makes me sick. I
will not allow my company to be
raped by a man like you.
EDWARD
(angry now)
It is not your company. It's a
public company. And I am going
to acquire it. Either I buy from
the other stock holders, or I buy
from you.
Vivian struggles with her escargot.
EDWARD (cont'd)
I would suggest that you and your
board cooperate with me, rather
than fight a battle you don't have
the ammunition to win.
Vivian suddenly ZINGS her snail across the table. Everyone
looks to her.
VIVIAN
Slippery little suckers...
Kross rises.
KROSS
If you'll excuse me young lady,
Mr. Harris...
(turns to David)
Deal with this, David, you know
where we stand. I need to go
someplace and puke.
He rises. He exits.
DAVID
(to Edward and Vivian)
Men like my father built this
country. He was no saint. He
screwed people. But for every
guy he stepped on, he gave a
hundred a good job.
Edward is silent.
VIVIAN
He seems like a nice man.
David looks at Vivian as if seeing her for the first time.
EDWARD
We can reach an understanding on
this.
DAVID
I don't think so. You should
know we're going to fight you with
every resource we have.
EDWARD
Do what you have to do. I don't
take it personally.
DAVID
I do. I take it all very
personally.
(to Vivian)
Very nice meeting you, Vivian.
David Kross gets up and leaves. Vivian and Edward sit in
silence.
EDWARD
(a beat)
And that's the way the game is
played.
VIVIAN
Some game. Screwin' some poor
slob out of his retirement.
Edward says nothing. But Vivian can see she's hit a nerve.
VIVIAN
Snails for dinner. No wonder
everybody is in such a bad mood.
A Waiter appears at the table.
WAITER
Are we ready for the next course,
sir?
EDWARD
No. Bring a check, please.
INT. PENTHOUSE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Edward's face is pensive and thoughtful as he stares out of
the glass window down at the city lights. He quickly drains
his champagne glass. Vivian moves to stand next to him.
She refills his glass from the bottle.
EDWARD
Thank you.
He drinks. Silence.
VIVIAN
You're upset, huh?
EDWARD
Upset. No. I never get upset
about business.
VIVIAN
You liked the guy, though.
EDWARD
Whether I liked him or not is
irrelevant. It's business.
There's no emotion involved in
business... if you want to
survive.
VIVIAN
(excited)
We're the exactly the same! Kit
keeps telling me don't get
emotional when you turn tricks
-- that's why no kissing -- it's
too personal.
The key is like you're saying,
stay numb, don't get involved --
when I'm with a guy, I'm a robot,
I just do it.
(realizing what she's
saying and quickly
recovers)
Except with you. At your price
I give my all...
Edward laughs.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Let's not talks about this heavy
stuff. Come on, relax.
Vivian comes up behind him. She begins to rub his shoulders.
EDWARD
That... is very good.
A moment. Edward is silent. Turns him, unknots his tie,
unbuttons his collar.
VIVIAN
Know what we're gonna do in a
little while then? We're gonna
call Domino's and have'm deliver
a bigass pizza. We're gonna eat
it in bed. We're gonna veg' out
and watch television.
EDWARD
Television?
VIVIAN
Yeah, it's this box, it has
pictures, sound. You don't have
to use your brain at all.
EDWARD
I have work to do.
VIVIAN
Uh-uh. No work.
Smiling, she softly kisses his throat.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
See... what you haven't figured
out yet...
She kissed his neck. She fumbles with his belt.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Is that while you're the boss
everyplace else... I'm the one
in charge here.
She kisses his chest.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
You... just think you are.
She starts to kneel down. He stops her. They stare at one
another for a moment. He releases her. She smiles. She
starts to undress him
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