Blast from the Past Page #4

HELEN:

We'll do this again! Maybe next week.

Here's your hat. Could I wrap

something up for you? Did you have a

coat?

Helen can barely get a "good night" out before Calvin

shuts the door.

ANGLE - DAVE AND BOB

Following their wives out.

DAVE:

(sotto to Bob)

What'd I tell ya?!

Bob whistles softly. Calvin's a nut all right.

INT. FRONT DOOR

Calvin turns to Helen, a grave expression on his face.

CALVIN:

It's time.

HELEN:

(misinterpreting, holding her

stomach)

Time? Oh, no Calvin. It's not time

yet. I still have--

He points down.

HELEN (cont'd)

Oh, that time! You know Calvin, I'm

not sure I'm really ready for this.

CALVIN:

On the contrary, I think we're the

only ones who are.

He leads her out of shot.

HELEN (OC)

Calvin I'm sure everything's going to

be all right. I just know it is!

EXT. BACKYARD - MOMENTS LATER

Calvin and Helen leave the house; cross the patio; and

hurry to the shop. Back in the house, the record player

has been left on: "How Much Is That Doggie In The

Window...?" Helen is carrying the pot roast which is

wrapped in foil.

HELEN:

Well, I'm certainly not going to let

the pot roast go to waste. Could you

just put that seat cover back on that

lawn chair?

He does.

HELEN (cont'd)

Shouldn't we at least turn off the

phonograph?

CALVIN:

It shuts off automatically.

HELEN:

Did you rig it to do that? You're so

clever.

CALVIN:

No. They all do.

HELEN:

I never know anymore.

The SOUND OF THE TRAINER JET makes a low pass over

Calvin's house. Calvin sticks his head out the door and

looks up.

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