Blue Jasmine Page #3

Look, look, look.

These are used, old suitcases.

See, with my initials. Who'd want them?

I sold what jewels and furs

I could hide from Uncle Sam.

God, I hate to tell you about that.

Jewelry is priceless, a great investment

when you buy it at Graff or Van Cleef

until you're desperate for money

and forced to sell,

and then it seems

you can't give it away.

(BOYS YELLING AND GUN BEEPING)

GINGER:

Kids, stop it, come on!

Were you adopted?

JASMINE:
Yes.

We were both adopted.

Born to different moms and dads, but

raised by the same morn and dad.

(GUN BEEPING)

Could you stop doing

that gun thing? Sorry.

Got migraine from the pressurized cabin.

GINGER:
Matthew.

Did you like

the new mom and dad?

Yes, of course--

Aunt Jasmine did.

I ran away from home as fast

as my feet could carry me.

How come?

Well--

Our mother liked Aunt Jasmine

and not me.

Oh, stop.

How come?

She had better genes.

Don't tell them that.

Well, am I lying?

Dad said you're glad we lived far away.

What?

They're perfect for the dress

that I'm wearing to the Met Gala.

What's the matter?

Your mind is a million miles away.

Oh, I'm sorry. No, I-- I just got

a call from my sister, Ginger.

Oh, God, she's coming to New York

for a week with her husband, Augie.

He is a piece of work.

I just-- I don't know,

I guess I have to see them.

The one in San Francisco, the builder?

Yeah.

Oh, no, he's a contractor. I mean,

he's-- No, he's a handyman.

No, don't get me wrong.

I love Ginger, I do. She's a dear.

But our paths just went

in totally different directions.

Okay, that happens.

It's terrible of me to say,

but she was never too bright.

You know? And she was so wild

and I, of course, was Miss Perfect.

Hi.

JASMINE:
Oh, you made it.

How lovely to see you.

Hi. Oh, my God.

Welcome.

Hi. Thank you.

Oh, this is my husband, Augie.

Augie.

This is Jeanette.

Jasmine. I changed it.

Jasmine.

I'm finally getting to meet the sister.

I know. Hello. I'm so sorry we

couldn't make it to the wedding.

Just that Hal had some

business in Saint-Tropez.

Couldn't get back in time.

Know what?

You missed a nice little party.

My friend Dennis sang.

He's great. Dennis Rackabuto.

I know. Hey--

Hal! You remember

Ginger.

Oh, my gosh.

How are you?

How are you?

This is Augie.

Augie. How you doing?

Awesome.

Hell of a place you got.

Thank you.

Why don't you come through?

Told you.

JASMINE:
Yvette, coffee?

AUGIE:
This is really...

Yeah, she's got taste.

AUGIE:
It's like what

you see in the movies.

We have so much to catch up on. Can't

wait for you to show us New York.

Why don't you take

our car and driver?

Well, I hope you're gonna come.

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