Intervention – Scene 9
Jun 25th, 2008 | By PlotDog | Category: Intervention, Serialized ScreenplayEXT. NEAR CORNER OF THE HOUSE — MOMENTS LATER
A server passes Dick and he stops dead in his tracks. He
follows her to the back of the building. She is a few years
younger than Dick. She is pretty with a hard edge.
DICK
Can I bum one?
SERVING GIRL
Forgot ‘em, or sneaking ‘em?
DICK
Honestly, the last one.
SERVING GIRL
Doctor or wife?
Dick nods down to his ring.
SERVING GIRL (CONT’D)
Bitch?
Dick takes a long drag, like a man on death row.
DICK
She’ll bitch, once she smells this.
SERVING GIRL
Isn’t she the single malt, special
service directly from the Senator?
Dick nods, as she gives him an appraising look.
SERVING GIRL (CONT’D)
She’s pretty, but trust me, if you
can’t smoke ‘em, you can do better.
He looks like it’s the first time he considered doing better.
DICK
I’ve never been “a grass is greener
on the other side of the fence” guy.
She is just really driven.
SERVING GIRL
I’ve been on both sides of the
fence. Out is much better.
DICK
You do this kind of work often?
SERVING GIRL
You mean, what’s a bad girl like
you doing in a nice place like
this?
DICK
Well, umm… not really.
SERVING GIRL
It’s kind of hard to offend me.
DICK
Anyway, it’s a nice night out.
Dick can’t help but stare at her. She notices.
SERVING GIRL
Thanks.
DICK
For?
SERVING GIRL
For…for…the smoke break.
DICK
Everyone has fences. Guess I
better be getting back to mine.
She shuffles her feet, offers another cigarette out of the
pack. Dick shakes his head and takes a last drag on his.
SERVING GIRL
Your fence seems pretty cozy with
Senator Stewart. Maybe you
shouldn’t let her near him, if you
care about her that is.
Dick crushes the cigarette and leans over to pick it up.
DICK
Thanks for the freedom. Do you
have any breath mints?
SERVING GIRL
Just like a man, take, take, take
but, I don’t. Wish I had two.
DICK
Two more drinks and she won’t
notice. Thanks for the company.
SERVING GIRL
Any time,
(beat)
Say, well, you seem like a guy who
could use some company later. I’m
never like this … anyway, here.
She writes her name "ALEX" and number on the matchbook and
hands it to Dick. Dick reads it and tries to hand it back.
DICK
Thanks, but I AM married. I take
it dead serious, but, if you ever
want to sneak a smoke.
SERVING GIRL
You’re sweet, especially with a
wife like that. It’s my cell.
I’ll get her two more drinks to be
sure you don’t get busted.
Dick pockets the matchbook and heads into the house.
SERVING GIRL (CONT’D)
Do you ever think about freedom?
DICK
Sometimes, I suppose.






