The Fisher King Page #4

JACK:

(annoyed, to the room)

I want you all to know I'm getting

sick again and it's because

someone keeps forgetting to raise

the thermostat before I come in

here...My ass is freezing for the

first hour.

A TECHY makes mocking faces behind his back. Another TECHY

suppresses a laugh.

CUT TO:

INT. JACK'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOON.

An expansive Tribeca loft. The modern, minimalist decor gives

it a sleek, cold feeling. A space full of angles and edges,

with no place to feel safe and sound.

CUT TO:

A BATHROOM MEDICINE CHEST -

The mirrored door closes revealing JACK'S reflection - his head

and body still wet from the shower. HE begins to towel himself

dry. HE take a good look at his handsome face in the mirror -

admiring every contour, every pore. HIS eyes light up with

satisfaction.

CUT TO:

KITCHEN AREA:

JACK'S GIRLFRIEND, SONDRA - an artist with a beautifully

sculptured face and body - sleek, cold, like JACK'S apartment,

there is no place to feel safe and sound. SHE is eating a bowl

of cereal, studying the cereal box. Beside her is a SKETCHPAD

with an ink drawing of a stalk of wheat (similar to the cereal

box) growing out of the belly button of a naked male-figure

who's torso/pelvis is shaped like a map of America. JACK

enters, toweling his hair.

SONDRA:

I know it's predictable but I've

decided to just go with it and

make his penis Florida.

JACK:

Can I ask that when you clean your

hands you wipe the ink off the

inside of the sink before it

stains the porcelain.

SONDRA:

You can ask.

JACK exits

CUT TO:

INT. BEDROOM AREA - SAME TIME

JACK'S hand picks up a television script entitled; "ON THE

RADIO" HE slides onto the bed with the script in his lap and

opens to the first page...HE closes the script and breathes a

sigh - leaning back against the pillow, holding the script to

his chest and closing his eyes as if he were making a wish.

SONDRA (O.C.)

Raoul called before. About dinner.

JACK quickly opens his eyes. SONDRA crosses to the wall of

closets and begins to undress.

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