Rear Window Page #5

GUNNISON:

I mean the cast.

(To phone)

INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP

Shooting through the open window, onto Jeff. He is shaving

himself with an electric razor as the phone rings. He shuts

off the shaver, picks up the phone.

JEFF:

Jefferies.

GUNNISON:

(On filter)

Congratulations, Jeff.

JEFF:

For what?

GUNNISON:

For getting rid of that cast.

JEFF:

Who said I was getting rid of it?

At this moment, his attention is drawn to something across

the way. He looks up, expectantly. There is almost a touch

of eagerness in his expression.

EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY - LONG SHOT

While Jeff is continuing his phone conversation, we see the

object of his look. Two pretty girls have appeared on the

distant roof. They are smiling and talking, although we cannot

hear their dialogue. Each wears a terrycloth robe. With their

backs to the CAMERA, they take off the robes, slipping them

down over their shoulders slowly. Then, seductively, they

turn -- revealing the full beauty of their tanned and bathing-

suited bodies. It is almost as if they want to be noticed,

the center of neighborhood attention. They at least have all

of Jeff's attention. Then they spread the robes in front of

them, and lie down on the roof, and out of sight. Jeff seems

a little disappointed.

INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP

During the whole of this previous action, the conversation

between Jeff and Gunnison has gone on as follows:

GUNNISON:

(With logical proof)

This is Wednesday.

JEFF:

Gunnison -- how did you get to be

such a big editor -- with such a

small memory?

GUNNISON:

Wrong day?

JEFF:

Wrong week. Next Wednesday I emerge

from this plaster cocoon.

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