Kate and Leopold Page #7

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KATE:

Squab.

DR. KAU

Squab?

KATE:

I remember reading they ate a lot of

squab.

DR. KAU

Squab... Do you have a squab?

KATE:

(quietly. On the verge

of panic)

I don't know!

DR. KAU

Pull yourself together!

(turning to Leopold)

Are you all right back there?

Leopold, trembling, gapes at the sights, every day sounds,

magnified. Perspiration runs down the side of his face. Kate

watches him in her rear view mirror.

KATE:

You're going to be fine you know.

There's nothing to worry about. I

have everything under control.

Dr. Kau stares at Kate in concerned silence.

KATE:

(quietly to Dr. Kau)

We'll never get away with this.

INT. BEDROOM - THE NEXT MORNING

Leopold awakens alone in his room. He sits up with a jolt.

His stomach sinks as he realizes THIS IS NO DREAM. He slowly

rises to his full stature, moving to the window he looks out

on the modern day city, shaking his head in awe. He makes

his way to the bedroom door and tentatively touches the knob.

There is a KNOCK on the door.

Leopold JUMPS back and runs to the bed: The picture of

dignity.

KATE:

How are you feeling?

(no response)

I thought you might like some tea.

LEOPOLD:

I insist on being returned home

immediately.

KATE:

I understand. We're doing our best.

LEOPOLD:

I wish to speak with your employer,

Dr. Coles.

KATE:

You're speaking to him.

LEOPOLD:

You are not suggesting that you are

Dr. Coles?

She smiles.

LEOPOLD:

Miss... uh?

KATE:

Dr. Coles. If you like, you could

call me Miss Dr. Coles or if that's

too much, how about just plain Kate?

LEOPOLD:

(coldly)

A WOMAN of science?

KATE:

Hard to believe?

LEOPOLD:

But a woman's brain cannot obtain

enough knowledge to posses a truly

scientific mind.

KATE:

(jotting this down)

Interesting. Nevertheless, we've

come a long way baby.

LEOPOLD:

(confused)

Are you attempting to be humorous?

KATE:

I'm attempting to be informative

it's just coming out humorous.

Leopold regards her dubiously.

KATE:

(clinically)

Look, modern social science clearly

states that a woman's place in society

marks the level of that civilization.

A science career for a woman is now

almost as acceptable as being a...

a... waitress. Cream and sugar?

LEOPOLD:

Young lady, I... Surely it is not

expected that I remain here with you

indefinitely... Unchaperoned?

KATE:

(pen poised)

Does that make you nervous?

LEOPOLD:

Certainly not!

KATE:

(writing)

Then what are you getting so red

about? It's a very large apartment...

with locks on all the doors.

LEOPOLD:

The idea! My dear Miss Coles...

KATE:

Dr. Coles.

LEOPOLD:

Honey...

KATE:

(she puts the pad

down)

Let's get one thing straight right

now. My name is Kate or Katherine or

if you insist Dr. Coles.

(she rises)

Take a good long look, Leopold. I am

a 20th century American woman with a

Doctorate and a commission and

independence. I am not your "young

lady" or your "pretty Miss" or your

"honey." Is that clear?

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