Confidence Page #2
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(into the phone)
I know, Mom. But it's the only
place I can call from.
(beat)
Can you tell Ruth about dinner?
(beat)
Paul's fine, just fine.
The class bell BUZZES.
LETTY:
Got to go, Mom. The monsters call.
INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Tuxedoed waiters glide through the tony restaurant, where the
patrons dare speak only in hushed tones. Letty sits sipping
wine with her mother, MRS. MARTHA MAYER, immaculate in a
cream suit, young looking for her 50-odd years.
5.
Letty's sister RUTH--early 20s and pretty, with flyaway hair
and an ever-present smile--bounds into the restaurant, oozing
happiness. Letty discretely waves her over.
RUTH:
Sorry I'm late.
Letty pours her a glass of wine.
MRS. MAYER
Letty was just getting ready to
tell me her good news.
RUTH:
(to Letty)
Tell, tell.
MRS. MAYER
(leaning toward Letty)
Letty, dear, is that a cat hair on
your blouse?
Letty removes the nasty hair from her blouse.
LETTY:
So, I got the district to approve
my after-school math program.
Ruth smiles at her, but vacantly.
MRS. MAYER
How wonderful, darling.
(beat)
What does that mean for you?
LETTY:
I'll be running it three days a
week, and...
MRS. MAYER
Will you get time off to do that?
LETTY:
Not now, but maybe later, if they
like the program.
Ruth stares around the restaurant, a sh*t-eating grin
plastered across her face.
LETTY:
(to Ruth)
What's up with you?
6.
RUTH:
Me? Nothing. Tell me more about
the job.
MRS. MAYER
(to Ruth)
Not a job, a promotion.
LETTY:
No, Mom, it's more of a prestige
thing.
RUTH:
Mmmmmmm.
Letty passes her hand in front of Ruth's eyes.
LETTY:
Ruth. Calling Ruth.
RUTH:
(laughing)
Sorry.
LETTY:
Just go ahead and tell us.
RUTH:
There's nothing to tell.
MRS. MAYER
(to Ruth)
Are you sure, Dear?
LETTY:
Come on.
RUTH:
No, really. Tell me about the
promotion.
LETTY:
Well, my theory is that people can
really enjoy math, but they lose
interest...
Ruth can't hold it a moment longer without bursting.
RUTH:
(almost screaming)
I'm getting married.
7.
Mrs. Mayer's eyes immediately fill with tears. Ruth leaps up
and hugs her mother. Other diners glance toward the table.
One WOMAN IN THE RESTAURANT taps the side of her glass with
her fork and raises a silent toast to Ruth. Other DINERS
follow suit. Ruth grins back and starts to giggle.
.
MRS. MAYER
I'm so happy for you. It's just
wonderful.
Mrs. Mayer dabs her eyes with her napkin.
MRS. MAYER
My goodness. A wedding. My
goodness.
LETTY:
Wow. Congratulations.
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