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PRETTY WOMAN
PART 16

EXT. HOLLYWOOD BLVD. - DAY
A long silver limo drives down Hollywood Blvd.
INT. LIMO - DAY
The LIMO DRIVER pushes the button that rolls down the screen
between back and front seats.
DRIVER
You're sure this is the right
street, ma'am?
VIVIAN
Yes. 1312. It's a big apartment
building.
EXT. VIVIAN'S APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY
The limo pulls to a stop in front of a rundown apartment
building on a dirty Hollywood side street. The Limo Driver,
a large Latino man, steps out of the car and walks around to
the passenger door. As he does, he surveys the surroundings
uncomfortably. Ths is rough neighborhood. He opens the door.
Vivian steps out.
LIMO DRIVER
Maybe I should go with you. This
doesn't look like a good place
for a lady to be alone.
Several PEOPLE pass. All of them stare at the car, at the
driver, at Vivian in her lovely clothes.
VIVIAN
I'll be okay. I'm home. Thank
you.
The driver, confused, watches her hurry up the steps to the
apartment building. He drives off.
INT. APARTMENT LOBBY - DAY
Vivian walks toward her apartment. The Landlord is sitting
at the front desk in a dirty undershirt.
LANDLORD
Hey, we announce guests here.
You a relative of somebody?
Vivian lowers her sunglasses.
LANDLORD (cont'd)
Viv -- is that you?
VIVIAN
Yeah, it's me.
She keeps walking.
LANDLORD
You lookin' good, Viv'. Nice
threads. I gotta find time to
shop.
INT. PENTHOUSE - DAY
Edward stands at the penthouse window, looking out. He is
dressed now, ready for travel. There is something about his
expression, his somber demeanor that suggests the way we saw
him at the very top of the story. A BELLMAN enters from the
bedroom, rolling a luggage loaded dolly along in front of him.
BELLMAN
Is that everything, sir?
EDWARD
(turning from the
window)
That's everything.
The Bellman exits, closing the door behind him. The phone
rings. Edward crosses to it, picks it up. The Maid comes in,
looks around.
MAID
The lady, she go?
EDWARD
Yes. She go.
INT. HOTEL LOBBY - DAY
Edward with the Bellhop heads to the front door. He's leaving.
BELLHOP
Do you have a car taking you to
the airport, sir?
EDWARD
Yes.
INT. VIVIAN'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - DAY
Vivian, looking fresh scrubbed without make-up, is wearing
clean jeans, a nice looking shirt and a suit jacket. Her
bureau's are open. She is packing. Kit is watching. She takes
the photo of her and Kit dressed up hot in hooker clothes and
packs it.
KIT
So whatta' you going to do in
San Francisco?
VIVIAN
Get a job and probably go back
to school. Figure out what I'm
gonna be.
KIT
What kind of school?
VIVIAN
School, school. Regular. I used
to get pretty good grades in
school, you know.
KIT
So did I. I made it with the
principal.
(recites)
Study hard And get a "B." Lift
your dress and an "A" you'll see.
They both laugh but too hard.
VIVIAN
Want a pair of boots?
KIT
Do I!? Momma!
Taking them, she sits on the bed and puts them on.
VIVIAN
You sure you won't come with me?
KIT
And leave all this? Not in a
million.
They laugh together.
KIT (cont'd)
What time's your bus?
VIVIAN
Couple a hours.
KIT
Yeah. Well... I gotta split.
Goodbye's make me crazy.
VIVIAN
Cool your jets a second.
(going to her purse)
Here's some money.
KIT
No. You took care of rent,
that's enough.
VIVIAN
I want to. For food, got it?
Eat something before the wind
blows you away.
KIT
I'm gonna pay you back next time
I see ya, babe. Just wait, I'm
gonna do something real nice for
you some day.
They hug.
KIT (cont'd)
Shit, I'm gettin' all weepy now.
Kit begins backing out of the room.
KIT (cont'd)
Take care of you, okay? Take
care of you. Love ya...
Kit turns and hurries out of the apartment.
EXT. HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD - DAY
Kit enters the falafel stand on Hollywood Boulevard.
INT. FALAFEL STAND - DAY
Kit enters, sits at the counter.
KIT
Coffee, Chan. And maybe a
grilled cheese on white, okay?
A very young GIRL is sitting just down the counter from Kit.
Kit nods at her.
KIT
Hey, how you doin'. You new,
huh?
GIRL
Yeah. Got a cigarette?
KIT
Sure.
She passes the girl down the pack. She strikes a match, lights
her cigarette for her. The girl inhales deep, lets it out with
a sigh. She looks towards the window.
GIRL
Jeez, did the wacko in the suit.
Kit turns to look.
KIT'S P.O.V. - HOLLYWOOD BLVD.
Outside, across the street, Edward has accosted two
PROSTITUTES; one blonde, one a red haired black one.
INT. FALAFEL STAND - DAY - BACK TO SCENE
Kit rises.
KIT
Chan? Keep the sandwich warm,
I'll be back.
She heads out the door.
EXT. HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD - DAY
Edward is still talking to the prostitutes.
EDWARD
I'm looking for a girl, Vivian,
young, dark hair, big eyes...?
They shake their heads.
EDWARD
She's mouthy. Sort of
difficult...?
PROSTITUTE 1
Ain't seen her, wouldn't know
her.
PROSTITUTE 2
What's wrong with us, man? Two
for the price a one, what ya say?
EDWARD
(disappointed)
Thank you. No.
They turn and walk away. Edward stands there, not knowing
what to do next. He looks discouraged and lost.
KIT (O.S.)
Edward Harris, as I live and
breathe!
Edward quickly turns to find Kit staring at him. Kit smiles,
triumphantly.
KIT (cont'd)
Yeah. Boy, you're just like she
said.
She turns and starts away. She stops, turns back.
KIT (cont'd)
You comin' or not? I don't got
all day, I got a grilled cheese
waitin'.
Edward follows Kit.
INT. VIVIAN'S APARTMENT - DAY
Vivian sits on her bed, lost in thought. Her bags are packed,
ready to go. With a sigh she rises. She picks up the bags,
exits the room.
Vivian stands in the dreary living room, looking at it, taking
it all in for the last time. She suddenly looks more than a
little bit frightened to be leaving. She musters resolve. She
goes to the door, opens it and exits, closing it behind her.
Silence. Vivian suddenly comes back in. She puts down her
bags. She crosses to the kitchen where she takes coffee
can/piggy bank from the shelf. She puts some more bills into
it, places it back where Kit will find it.
She turns and starts again for the door.
She stops. She hears something. MUSIC. An aria from La
Boheme. Faint. Seemingly coming from nowhere. She dismisses
it -- she's hearing things. She opens the door. Stops. The
music is louder and getting louder now -- it's not her
imagination. She hurries over to the window.
EXT. VIVIAN'S APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY
Vivian comes out onto the fire escape. She stares in wonder.
A snow white limo comes up the street. A necktie has been tied
to the antennae like a knight's token. The MUSIC from La Boheme
is BLARING from the car's stereo. Edward is standing on the
car's seat, his head and body up through the open sunroof. The
wind blows at his hair. He is smiling.
Everywhere on the street people are staring; the BUMS, the
PUSHERS, the PASSERBY'S, the TOURISTS.
Vivian doesn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The car comes to a stop in front of the Vivian's building.
Vivian's landlord comes out the front door. His eyes go wide
in disbelief.
Edward disembarks from the limo by coming up through the
sunroof. He leaps nimbly to the ground. He crosses to the entrance
of the alleyway, looking up at Vivian on the fire escape.
VIVIAN
You are really lost this time.
Edward wordlessly holds up a hand for her.
With a sudden cry of joy, Vivian comes down the fire escape.
She stops at the bottom stair. Edward comes forward and sweeps
her into his arms. They kiss.
He carries her to the limo as if she's weightless. Her feet
never touch the ground.
The car door closes behind them. The limo drives away.
The people of the street watch it go.


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