The room is sparsely furnished, and much of the wall space istaken up with THERESE’S B&W photos, mostly NY CITY STREETSCENES and URBAN LANDSCAPES. THERESE is brushing her teethwhen the doorbell rings. Once. Twice. Three times. She shedsher blankets and goes to the window, opens it, leans out.
EXT. THERESE’S APARTMENT BUILDING. CONTINUOUS.
I like your scribbles.
children’s chalk scribblings.
I won’t be a minute.
So I got the schedules. In the
mail. You listening to me?
I’m listening! You got the
France in June, one in July.
So whaddya think?
I think... I think it’s so cold I
can’t think straight.
Oh yeah? Well let’s get you warmedup.
as they speed away.
EXT. FRANKENBERG’S DEPARTMENT STORE. MORNING.
Outside the employee’s entrance, RICHARD and THERESE stand ina longish line of MOSTLY YOUNG STAFF waiting to begin theirwork day. Everyone looks exactly the same: a lot cold, alittle Soviet-factory-worker glum.
Anyway she wants to make it for you
so there’s no use fighting it, once
she gets an idea in her head...
girls in the family but Esther-
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