Woman in Gold Page #3

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SHERMAN:

So now you’re ready to work with

others.

And all Randy can muster is a smile. But Sherman decides to

give him a chance. He closes the file.

SHERMAN (CONT’D)

Let’s give it a go, Mr. Schoenberg.

EXT. THE SCHOENBERGS’ GARDEN. DAY.

In the slightly scruffy back garden of the house Randy shares

with his wife PAM and baby daughter DORA in the San Fernando

Valley, Pam and Randy are drinking champagne. Pam is holding

the glasses in one hand, balancing Dora in the other. Randy

puts on a mock patrician voice, sending the whole thing up a

little.

RANDY:

Here’s to Bergen, Brown, Sherman,

and being able to tell them apart.

PAM:

I’m so proud of you. And I was

thinking..

RANDY:

Uh-oh.

She gives him a playful kick in the shins. He feigns pain.

PAM:

We could get out of here, put a

down payment on one of those houses

we saw in Brentwood. I mean, not

now, but soon.

RANDY:

Oh my God, I’ve just come from the

interview and she’s already calling

the moving company.

PAM:

It’s the first time we can start

making plans.

RANDY:

What is it you don’t like about

this place? The leaking taps, the

rogue mice, or the psychotic

neighbour?

PAM:

All of the above. And we could get

somewhere with a little room I

could turn into a studio.

RANDY:

Sounds pretty good.

She kisses him, turns to go into the house.

PAM:

I’m putting her to bed and then

we’ll have dinner. Couscous.

She turns and behind her back he makes a face - he’s

obviously not a fan of couscous.

RANDY:

That’s great. I’m going to run out

but I’ll be back by eight, eight

thirty at the latest.

PAM:

Where are you going?

RANDY:

My Mom’s been driving me crazy.

Some family friend woman. I need to

get it out of the way.

She kisses him.

PAM:

Okay. Hurry home.

EXT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS STREET. DAY.

Randy is driving towards Maria’s house, looking a little

stressed as he mutters to himself.

RANDY:

Thanks, Mom.

EXT. MARIA’S FRONT YARD. DUSK.

In the early evening, Randy pulls up in front of Maria’s

little bungalow. He gets out of the car to find her watering

her plants.

MARIA:

I was expecting you at six. It’s

ten past.

RANDY:

My apologies, Mrs. Altmann, it was

gridlock on Wilshire.

And it’s lovely to see you too.

As he shakes her hand the sarcasm can’t help but seep through

his smile. Maria starts to make her way towards the front

door; he follows.

MARIA:

You look tired and stressed but

you’re not bad looking.

RANDY:

Thank you.

MARIA:

Do you know anything about art

restitution?

RANDY:

Not a thing.

MARIA:

Well, it’s never too late to learn.

Come in and have some strudel. I

made it especially for you.

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