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TAYLOR (cont'd)

Of the three, I'd say you have the

hardest.

FADE TO:

8.

INT. MARQUEE CLUB - NIGHT

A glass chandelier changes color in sync to the pounding

pulse of HOUSE MUSIC.

Jay and Will sit at a private banquette off the dance floor.

A bottle of Grey Goose vodka sits on the table. Jay drinks a

beer. Will films the scene with a small DV camcorder.

JAY:

You gonna take that thing

everywhere on this trip?

WILL:

You'll thank me for it someday.

Taylor comes off the dance floor. He checks his hair in the

mirrored walls and then sits.

TAYLOR:

Ladies, we did not come to the

hottest club in Manhattan for you

to play wallflower. I've got three

coeds waiting for dance partners

out there.

JAY:

Hey, some of us have girlfriends.

TAYLOR:

No. You my friend have a

girlfriend. But if you take

advantage of your time with me

tonight, we might just make that

girlfriends.

Jay's phone starts to vibrate on the table. Taylor looks at

it. TIGHT ON:
the phone display "Call from Kim."

TAYLOR (cont'd)

Speak of the devil!!

Jay opens the phone, but Taylor grabs it.

TAYLOR (cont'd)

(into phone)

Kim, hon, he's gotta call you

back... in two months.

He closes the phone. Jay is fuming.

TAYLOR (cont'd)

Sorry. But I need backup out there.

WILL:

(diffusing the tension)

We'll be there in a second, Taylor.

Taylor pops an Altoid and heads back to the dance floor.

WILL (cont'd)

She's called three times tonight.

Doesn't want you to go, does she?

JAY:

She's not the only one having

second thoughts.

WILL:

You've got to see the world before

you can change it, Jay.

JAY:

Yeah, I've also got to pay off

eighty thousand in loans.

WILL:

I'm sure Taylor would be happy to

help.

JAY:

Don't even start with that.

r Will puts an arm around Jay's shoulder.

WILL:

Look, you're doing the right thing.

We all need this trip. Adventures

like this, when you take time to

step off the track and see what

really makes this country tick...

They change your life.

Will pats Jay on the back. Then he downs a vodka/tonic and

heads out to join Taylor on the dancefloor.

EXT. UPPER EAST SIDE STREETS - THE NEXT MORNING

The sunrise peeks through the concrete canyons of the Upper

East Side.

INT. ESSEX HOUSE HOTEL - EXECUTIVE SUITE - SAME

Taylor sleeps on the couch. The room is a mess. Three empty

magnums of champagne litter the floor. Two pizza boxes sit

open on the coffee table. The flatscreen plays SPORTSCENTER

on mute. Will enters and interrupts the silence.

10.

WILL:

Wake up call! Come on, Taylor.

Everybody up!

TAYLOR:

I do not rise before noon, my

friend.

Will keeps going and enters

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