Runaway Bride Page #4
Peggy and Mrs. Pressman step into a hardware store.
INT. HARDWARE STORE - CONTINUOUS
Peggy and Mrs. Pressman enter, worried.
MRS. PRESSMAN
You tell Maggie.
PEGGY:
No, you tell her.
MRS. PRESSMAN
No, no. You're her best friend.
PEGGY:
No.
MRS. PRESSMAN
(holding her
newspaper)
You know, it's just possible that she
hasn't read this yet.
PEGGY:
Yeah.
MRS. PRESSMAN
Maybe she hasn't read the paper...
On the counter, they see a copy of USA Today opened to the
article about Maggie.
MRS. PRESSMAN (cont'd)
... Or not!
We follow MAGGIE down the back stairs inside The Hale Hardware
Store, the prettiest, most welcoming shop of its kind anywhere
in small town USA. Somehow the place ha taken on the spirit of
the owner's daughter; both stop and shop-girl radiate brightness,
charm, and possibility. Maggie comes down steps with a faucet
handle and goes to an elderly customer, MR. PAXTON.
MAGGIE:
(bright)
Here we go! One antique hot water
handle with the "HOT" still on it,
guaranteed to fit any American Standard
cast iron tub with a four-inch center
made between 1924 and 1938. In other
words, I think you're out of the
doghouse with Mrs. Paxton.
MR. PAXTON
(amazed)
Hallelujah.
MAGGIE:
Alright, Mr. Paxton, I'll put it on
your account.
Maggie rounds the bend, another customer, EARL, stands by the
paint machine.
EARL:
Maggie.
MAGGIE:
(walking past customer)
You don't need an air conditioner, Earl,
you just need an attic fan -- There's
more in the back.
Maggie steps behind the front counter of the store and takes the
account book out. Her voice trails off as she sees the dour
expression on the faces of her friends.
MAGGIE (cont'd)
What?
Peggy nervously mentions the newspaper.
PEGGY:
(delicate)
So -- Mag -- you've seen this, huh?
MAGGIE:
(serious)
Yes, I've seen it. And I have to say
it's the rudest and most offensive...
joke anybody's ever played on me!
To their amazement, Maggie starts smiling.
MAGGIE (cont'd)
You guys! How long did this take you?
Maggie stays amused.
MAGGIE (cont'd)
Where'd you get this done?
(laughing)
You creeps! I should disinvite you!
And why did you say seven times? This
is four.
PEGGY:
Uh, Maggie, you told us to bachelorette
jokes, so we didn't...
Maggie looks at the stricken face of her friends.
MRS. PRESSMAN
Holy moly.
Peggy looks like she is going to cry with sympathy for Maggie.
Maggie is starting to feel uncomfortable. She looks down,
dubiously, at the paper.
MAGGIE:
Um, you know, now would be a good
moment to tell me this is fake.
(no response)
It won't be funny if you drag it out.
Okay?
(no response)
Okay, well... I mean, I can find out...
Real newspapers smear. Phoney papers
don't.
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