The Graduate Page #3

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MR. MCQUIRE

Ben!

Ben

(to the ladies)

Excuse me.

(he turns around)

Mr. McQuire

MR. MCQUIRE

(overwhelmed with pride)

Ben.

BEN:

Mr. McQuire.

Mr. McQuire takes Ben's arm and steers him down the hall

toward the back of the house and out through the back door.

30EXT. BRADDOCK BACKYARD AND POOL AREA - NIGHT

The pool is eerily lit. There are FOUR PEOPLE standing and

TALKING, drinks in their hands, at the back of the yard.

MR. MCQUIRE

Ben - I just want to say one word to

you - just one word -

BEN:

Yes, sir.

MR. MCQUIRE

Are you listening?

BEN:

Yes I am.

MR. MCQUIRE

(gravely)

Plastics.

They look at each other for a moment.

BEN:

Exactly how do you mean?

MR. MCQUIRE

There is a great future in plastics.

Think about it. Will you think

about it?

BEN:

Yes, I will.

MR. MCQUIRE

Okay. Enough said. That's a deal.

Mr. McQuire turns and walks back into the house. The

people at the other end of the yard look toward Ben.

WOMAN #1

Here he is now. Here's Ben.

BEN:

Excuse me just a minute -

Ben goes into the house through the back door.

31EXT. BRADDOCK BACKYARD AND POOL AREA - NIGHT

We can see through the windows of the house, Ben making his

way through people trying to stop him and speak to him as he

goes through rooms, up the stairs and to his room.

SOUND of a door SLAMMING.

32INT. - EXT. BEN'S ROOM - NIGHT

Ben stands with his back against the door. The SOUNDS of the

PARTY downstairs and, as Ben walks across the room to a

window, the SOUND of the WIND.

32ASHOT - LONG SHOT (Location)

Over Ben to pool area and people below. SOUND of the door

OPENING. Ben turns. MRS. ROBINSON enters the room.

MRS. ROBINSON

Oh. I guess this isn't the

bathroom, is it?

BEN:

It's down the hall.

They stand for a moment, loocking at each other.

MRS. ROBINSON

How are you, Benjamin?

BEN:

Fine, thank you. The bathroom is

down at the end of the hall.

Mrs. Robinson moves into the room and sits on the edge

of the bed.

BEN:

Look, Mrs. Robinson, I don't

mean to be rude but -

Mrs. Robinson takes a cigarette from her purse and

lights it.

MRS. ROBINSON

Is there an ashtray in here?

BEN:

No.

MRS. ROBINSON

Oh - I forgot. The track star

doesn't smoke.

She blows out the match and puts it down carefully on

the bedspread. Ben picks up a wastebasket, walks over

to the bed, picks up the match and puts it in the

wastebasket.

MRS. ROBINSON

Is it a girl?

BEN:

Is what a girl?

MRS. ROBINSON

Whatever it is you're upset

about.

BEN:

Oh - no. I'm just sort of

disturbed about things.

MRS. ROBINSON

In general.

BEN:

That's right.

There is a long pause.

MRS. ROBINSON

Benjamin, I want to ask you

something.

BEN:

What?

MRS. ROBINSON

Will you take me home?

BEN:

What?

MRS. ROBINSON

My husband took the car. Will

you drive me home?

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