Up in the Air Page #7

RYAN:

(playful)

I hardly know you.

ALEX:

Show some hubris. Impress me.

(suggestive)

I bet it’s huge.

RYAN:

You have no idea.

ALEX:

Come on...

(holds her hands eight

inches apart)

Is it this big?

(extends a few inches)

... this big?

19.

RYAN:

Let’s just say I’ve got a number in

mind and I haven’t hit it yet.

Alex smiles, fair enough. Admires the CONCIERGE KEY CARD.

ALEX:

This is pretty f***ing sexy.

RYAN:

I hope it doesn’t cheapen our

relationship.

ALEX:

We’re two people who get turned on

by elite status. We may have to

settle for cheap.

RYAN:

There’s nothing cheap about

loyalty.

Alex looks into Ryan’s eyes and gives him unspoken permission

to take her right there and then.

INT. HOTEL HALLWAY - NIGHT

Ryan and Alex walk down a curved corridor, suppressing

laughter. There’s no adult way to go back to somebody’s

hotel room. Once at the door, Ryan tries his KEY CARD, but

it doesn’t work.

He reaches into his pocket and comes up with five other key

cards from recent trips.

RYAN:

I really have to start throwing

these out.

He tries a couple.

ALEX:

We can always use that room with

the ice machine.

Ryan chuckles. He finds the right key and opens the door.

INT. RYAN’S SUITE, HOUSTON HILTON - LATER THAT NIGHT

Everything is scattered from a marathon F***. Ryan and Alex

are laying on the bed, sprawled out on their backs like

murder victims.

20.

RYAN:

Good call on the towel rack.

ALEX:

Thanks. I liked how you burritoed

me in the sofa cushions.

RYAN:

I was improvising.

ALEX:

Too bad we didn’t make it to the

closet.

RYAN:

We got to do this again.

JUMP CUT TO:

TWO LAPTOPS SIDE BY SIDE

RYAN:

I’m in Newark on the 12th, Madesto

on the 13th, Oklahoma City on the

15th.

ALEX:

Any Southwest? I’m swinging through

Albuquerque the week of the 16th?

RYAN:

No, but I’ll be in Florida by the 20th.

ALEX:

Miami?

RYAN:

Ft. Lauderdale.

ALEX:

That’s nothing.

RYAN:

Forty minutes.

They simultaneously type each other into their calendars.

ALEX:

I should probably go back to my

room so I can wake up in my bed.

21.

RYAN:

I think that’s the lady like thing

to do.

INT. HOTEL CORRIDOR - NIGHT

Ryan drops Alex off at her door. She flips the “do not

disturb” on her door handle and kisses Ryan good night.

The door closes. Ryan smiles to himself.

EXT. HOUSTON HILTON - NEXT MORNING

Sprinklers doing their job. One’s broken.

EXT. HOUSTON HILTON - MORNING

Looking through the first floor window, we see Ryan doing

laps in the pool.

INT. LOBBY, HOUSTON HILTON - MORNING

Ryan gets a shoe shine.

INT. LOBBY, HOUSTON HILTON - DAY

The CLERK swipes Ryan card.

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