Notting Hill Page #4
WILLIAM:
Eighteen yards. That's my house
there.
He doesn't lie -- it is eighteen yards away. She looks down.
She looks up at him.
INT. WILLIAM'S HOUSE - CORRIDOR - DAY
They enter. She carries a few stylish bags.
WILLIAM:
Come on in. I'll just...
William runs in further -- it's a mess. He kicks some old shoes
under the stairs, bins an unfinished pizza and hides a plate of
breakfast in a cupboard. She enters the kitchen.
WILLIAM:
It's not that tidy, I fear.
And he guides her up the stairs, after taking the bag of books
from her...
WILLIAM:
The bathroom is right at the top of
the stairs and there's a phone on the
desk up there.
She heads upstairs.
INT. KITCHEN - DAY
William is tidying up frantically. Then he hears Anna's feet on
the stairs. She walks down, wearing a short, sparkling black
top beneath her leather jacket. With her trainers still on. He
is dazzled by the sight of her.
WILLIAM:
Would you like a cup of tea before
you go?
ANNA:
No thanks.
WILLIAM:
Coffee?
ANNA:
No.
WILLIAM:
He moves to his very empty fridge -- and offers its only contents.
WILLIAM:
Something else cold -- coke, water,
some disgusting sugary drink
pretending to have something to do
with fruits of the forest?
ANNA:
Really, no.
WILLIAM:
Would you like something to nibble --
apricots, soaked in honey -- quite
why, no one knows -- because it stops
them tasting of apricots, and makes
them taste like honey, and if you
wanted honey, you'd just buy honey,
instead of apricots, but nevertheless
-- there we go -- yours if you want
them.
ANNA:
No.
WILLIAM:
Do you always say 'no' to everything?
Pause. She looks at him deep.
ANNA:
No.
(pause)
I better be going. Thanks for your
help.
WILLIAM:
You're welcome and, may I also say...
heavenly.
It has taken a lot to get this out loud. He is not a smooth-
talking man.
WILLIAM:
Take my one chance to say it. After
you've read that terrible book,
you're certainly not going to be
coming back to the shop.
She smiles. She's cool.
ANNA:
Thank you.
WILLIAM:
Yes. Well. My pleasure.
He guides her towards the door.
WILLIAM:
Nice to meet you. Surreal but nice.
In a slightly awkward moment, he shows her out the door. He
closes the door and shakes his head in wonder. Then...
WILLIAM:
'Surreal but nice.' What was I
thinking?
... He shakes his head again in horror and wanders back along
the corridor in silence. There's a knock on the door. He moves
back, casually...
WILLIAM:
Coming.
He opens the door. It's her.
WILLIAM:
Oh hi. Forget something?
ANNA:
I forgot my bag.
WILLIAM:
Oh right.
He shoots into the kitchen and picks up the forgotten shopping
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