Notting Hill Page #5

WILLIAM:

Here we go.

ANNA:

Thanks. Well...

They stand in that corridor -- in that small space. Second time

saying goodbye. A strange feeling of intimacy. She leans

forward and she kisses him. Total silence. A real sense of the

strangeness of those lips, those famous lips on his. They part.

WILLIAM:

I apologize for the 'surreal but nice'

comment. Disaster...

ANNA:

Don't worry about it. I thought the

apricot and honey business was the

real lowpoint.

Suddenly there is a clicking of a key in the lock.

WILLIAM:

Oh my God. My flatmate. I'm sorry --

there's no excuse for him.

Spike walks in.

SPIKE:

Hi.

ANNA:

Hi.

WILLIAM:

Hi.

Spike walks past unsuspiciously and heads into the kitchen.

SPIKE:

I'm just going to go into the kitchen

to get some food -- and then I'm going

to tell you a story that will make your

balls shrink to the size of raisins.

And leaves them in the corridor.

ANNA:

Probably best not tell anyone about

this.

WILLIAM:

Right. No one. I mean, I'll tell

myself sometimes but... don't worry

-- I won't believe it.

ANNA:

Bye.

And she leaves, with just a touch of William's hand. Spike

comes out of the kitchen, eating something white out of a

styrofoam container with a spoon.

SPIKE:

There's something wrong with this

yogurt.

WILLIAM:

It's not yogurt -- it's mayonnaise.

SPIKE:

Well, there you go.

(takes another big spoonful)

On for a video fest tonight? I've

got some absolute classic.

INT. WILLIAM'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The lights are off. William and Spike on the couch, just the

light from the TV playing on their faces. Cut to the TV full

screen. There is Anna. She is in a stylish Woody Allen type

modern romantic comedy, 'Gramercy Park,' in black and white.

INT. MANHATTAN ART GALLERY - DAY

Anna's character -- Woody Anna -- is walking around the gallery

with her famous co-star, Michael. They should be the perfect

couple, but there is tension. Anna is not happy.

MICHAEL:

Smile.

ANNA:

No.

MICHAEL:

Smile.

ANNA:

I've got nothing to smile about.

MICHAEL:

Okay in about 7 seconds, I'm going to

ask you to marry me.

And after a couple of seconds -- wow -- she smiles.

INT. WILLIAM'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

SPIKE:

Imagine -- somewhere in the world

there's a man who's allowed to kiss

her.

WILLIAM:

Yes, she is fairly fabulous.

INT. BOOKSHOP - DAY

The next day. William and Martin quietly co-existing. An annoy-

ing customer enters. Mr. Smith.

MR. SMITH

Do you have any books by Dickens?

WILLIAM:

No, we're a travel bookshop. We only

sell travel books.

MR. SMITH

Oh right. How about that new John

Grisham thriller?

WILLIAM:

No, that's a novel too.

MR. SMITH

Oh right. Have you got a copy of

'Winnie the Pooh'?

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