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PRETTY WOMAN
PART 9

INT. PENTHOUSE BEDROOM - MORNING
Vivian is asleep. She turns over, slowly waking. Her hand
goes out to touch Edward and encounters nothing but empty bed.
Vivian comes awake with a sudden start. She look around
momentarily frightened, not sure where she is. Sighing with
relief, she lies back down. She sees Edward's American Express
card on the pillow next to her.
EDWARD (O.S.)
Wake up, Vivian. Time to shop.
Edward comes out of the bathroom and moves toward the bed.
He is tying his tie. Vivian sits up and ties it for him. He
smiles at her.
EDWARD
I still don't understand why you
only bought one dress.
VIVIAN
I wasn't as much fun as I
thought it was going to be.
EDWARD
Why not?
VIVIAN
Well, you know those cold bitches
that work in those stores and try
to intimidate you? It works.
EDWARD
Was someone rude to you?
VIVIAN
I had a little problem in one
store. I wasn't dressed right.
I don't know what to say. I don't
belong there. Maybe I'll just
go back to Bridget. She was cool.
EDWARD
Vivian, you belong wherever you
are. I don't care how you were
dressed, they were the ones who
were wrong, not you.
Edward sits on the bed.
EDWARD (cont'd)
People aren't going to respect
you unless you respect yourself.
(a beat)
The next time someone is rude to
you, you stare at them right here.
He softly touches her, right between the eyes.
EDWARD (cont'd)
It's an old trick I use,
especially with bankers. Works
every time. Will you try it?
VIVIAN
(confidently)
Okay.
EDWARD
Good.
VIVIAN
(a beat)
Come with me?
Edward looks at his watch. Vivian covers it with her hand.
VIVIAN
Please.
INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY
A beautiful, chic women's shop. The haughty SALESGIRL
approaches Vivian near a rack of dresses. Edward hovers in the
b.g.
VIVIAN
(nervous)
Hello. Can you help me?
The Salesgirl looks Vivian up and down. A Pause. Vivian gives
her "the stare" and straightens up. We see the Salesgirl's
reaction change.
VIVIAN
(confidently)
I'm looking for a dress, nothing
too flashy, not too sexy,
conservative. In a size six.
SALESGIRL
(uncomfortable under
Vivian's stare)
Do... do you have a charge
account with us?
Vivian smiles and draws out Edward's American Express card.
The Salesgirl nods and quickly moves to a rack of dresses to
find Vivian's size.
INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY - IN A SERIES OF CUTS
Vivian tries on different clothes under Edward and the
Salesgirl's supervision.
Vivian comes happily out of the dressing room wearing a low
cut, spangled and fringed outfit. Edward shakes his hand. The
Salesgirl holds a classic tweed ensemble over Vivian's outfit.
Vivian scowls.
VIVIAN
(sighing)
I look like fucking Nancy Reagan.
INT. BOUTIQUE - ANOTHER ANGLE
The Salesgirl shows Edward clothes by Ann Taylor. He turns
to find Vivian happily holding up a tiny, low cut leather dress.
Edward shakes his head in mock disapproval. Vivian scowls.
INT. BOUTIQUE - ANOTHER ANGLE - LATER
Vivian is wearing an elegant pastel dress. Edward is standing
at the store's bar, watching and talking on the telephone.
INT. STUCKEY'S OFFICE - DAY - INTERCUT WITH EDWARD
Stuckey and Vance are pouring over stock reports, talking to
Edward on the speaker phone.
VANCE
Kross came out of his corner
swinging. He started buying up
all available stock as soon as
the market opened.
EDWARD
(almost to himself)
He's a tough old son of a
bitch...
Edward is watching Vivian. She pulls the hem of her skirt up
to mid thigh. She looks hopefully over to Edward. Edward
shakes his head.
VANCE
It's up to ten and a quarter.
EDWARD
Offer nine and a half. Bring
them back down to earth.
STUCKEY
Goddamit! Where is he getting
the money to fight?
EDWARD
Someone's loaning it to him.
Get on it right away.
STUCKEY
Our contract guys are working
on the Kross pension funds.
There's another forty million
there. We can bleed'm dry.
There is a sudden hesitation in Edward's eyes. He watches as
Vivian tries on a hat. She preens for him. He smiles.
EDWARD
(to Vance & Stuckey)
Put the pension funds on hold
until I say otherwise.
STUCKEY
(surprised)
We're letting them slide?
EDWARD
I want the treatment plant
licenses to be top priority right
now.
STUCKEY
But, Edward...
EDWARD
Do it.
Edward hangs up and takes a long look at Vivian. She moves
to him.
EDWARD
(looks at his watch)
You're on your own now, Vivian.
I've got to get to work. Be
sensible and you can keep
everything. Spend too much and
it all goes back.
Vivian hugs him again.
EXT. RODEO DRIVE - DAY
Vivian walks along Rodeo Drive. She looks lovely in the pink
dress and new, white shoes. A pretty, white hat is the final
touch. She carries a bag containing her old clothes. She stops
and a trashcan and ceremonially throws the offending items away.
INT. TORIE STEELE BOUTIQUE - SHOPPING MONTAGE
We SEES Vivian in each department within the store with
different SALESPEOPLE. She happily and confidently tries on
a variety of dresses, hats, shoes, accesarries, etc.
1) Vivian is in a dressing stall. She tosses a dress out
to a waiting SALESWOMAN.
VIVIAN
Not me!
2) A SALESWOMAN holds a long, purple evening gown.
VIVIAN
(imitating Bridget)
Horrid!
3) Vivian is admiring a pair of beautiful suede dress pumps.
Her attention is drawn to the SALESMEN'S exotic hand-painted
tie.
VIVIAN
Where'd you get your tie?
4) Vivian stands in front of an enormous tie rack with the
Salesman, a dozen wild, swirling designed ties are hanging over
his outstretched arm. Vivian picks out the brightest one and
smiles.
EXT. RODEO DRIVE - DAY
Vivian's arms are filled with clothing boxes and bags. She
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smiling politely. Vivian's nose lifts as she happily ignores
him.
Suddenly Vivian stops. She's about to pass the shop she was
thrown out of. Vivian takes a breath and enters the shop.
INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY
Vivian enters. The moment she steps through the door, Vivian's
courage leaves her.
The saleswoman is waiting on a CUSTOMER.
SALESWOMAN
(to the customer)
Isn't this lovely? I think it
would look wonderful on you.
Vivian musters her courage. She takes a deep breath and starts
forward.
SALESWOMAN
(to her customer)
Would you like to try it on?
VIVIAN
'Scume me.
Both the saleswoman and her customer look up. The saleswoman
smiles pleasantly.
SALESWOMAN
Yes?
VIVIAN
Do you remember me?
SALESWOMAN
No, I'm sorry, I don't.
VIVIAN
I was in here yesterday.
Vivian slowly raises her middle finger. The recognition starts
to dawn in the saleswoman's eyes. Vivian's courage begins to
return.
VIVIAN
Yeah. That's right. It's me.
I want you to know something.
You made me feel terrible. I
wasn't dressed right and you said
I didn't belong here. Well, I
do. You're the one that was
wrong, not me. And I want to tell
you something else. I'm never
gonna shop here again as long as
I live.
And with that, Vivian turns and walks out.
The saleswoman is stunned. A beat. The customer thrusts the
dress into the saleswoman's arm as if offended by Vivian's
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