Catwoman Page #7

Season #1 Episode #2

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GEORGES:

Excuse me, miss. Do you know who I am?

(CONTINUED)

14.

CONTINUED:

PATIENCE:

Um... of course. You're Georges Avenal --you ownthe company -

GEORGES:

Then you actually work for me. Are you familiarwith our products?

PATIENCE:

Yes sir, I just can't really afford them -

GEORGES:

You can afford some peroxide, can't you? Do

something about this mousy hair.

GEORGES runs a hand distastefully through her frizzy hair,

then takes a moment to study her.

GEORGES:

Stain on your blouse, run in your pantyhose --and

that color's awful on you.

(fingering her outfit)

Do you own an iron? Show me your hands.

Shaking, Patience extends her hands. Georges inspects hertrembling fingers. He seems saddened, clucks his tongue.

GEORGES:

A nail-biter... my my, you really are the "before"

picture, aren't you?

LAUREL:

I could give her the number for my manicurist -

GEORGES:

(waving Laurel off)

What's your name?

PATIENCE:

Patience...

GEORGES:

I haven't got all day -

(CONTINUED)

15.

CONTINUED:

PATIENCE:

No, my name's Patience, Patience Price. I'm in

accounting.

GEORGES:

I'm afraid that's no excuse. Regardless of yourposition, you do represent Avenal Beauty. I simplycan't allow that to continue.

PATIENCE:

Wait. You're not --firing me?

GEORGES:

I have no choice. All we have to sell is an image

--and you are not it. You've got to go.

DING! The DOOR OPENS. Patience stares at the man in

disbelief, then bolts out into the SHOWROOM.

STAY WITH GEORGES, LAUREL and ANGEL as the doors close.

LAUREL:

Poor girl.

GEORGES studies Laurel's face a moment, leans closer, amazed.

GEORGES:

Is that a pimple?

INT. JOEY'S DINER -DAY

A retro place, PATIENCE and SALLY sit in a booth over SALADS

and SODAS. Sally leans across the table, fixing Patience's

make-up --her mascara's run from crying, her nose is red.

An open MAKE-UP POUCH rests between them.

PATIENCE:

I try, Sally, I really do. I read Vogue, I wearuncomfortable shoes... I've been a female all mylife, you'd think I'd be better at it by now.

SALLY:

Watch the frown lines, you'll need a lift beforeyou're forty.

(CONTINUED)

16.

CONTINUED:

PATIENCE:

He's right, I'm not even presentable enough to be

an accountant. Maybe the church needs a new bell-

ringer.

SALLY:

Look, he was just in a bad mood. Sales are down,

his marriage is on the rocks -

PATIENCE:

How do you know that?

SALLY:

I have an enquiring mind. This is "Nympho," veryhot, I snagged it from the showroom...

She opens a tube of LIPSTICK, starts applying it expertly toPatience's lips as she speaks.

SALLY:

Laurel's losing her looks, she's dumber than hercockapoo --buzz is, Georges is trading her in fornext year's model. All I'm saying is, by now he'sprobably forgotten about canning you.

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