MICHAEL
Hey!! You better watch it.
He shuts the door.
GRACE
(grins evilly)
Oh...I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to do any real damage. I was
aiming for your head! Maman? Maman is here and you don't
warn me!
Grace picks up a pillow and takes aim again.
MICHAEL
Girl, you better not.
She does...letting out a hoot of laughter as it gets him full in the face. She turns to reload and he tackles her to
the bed.
INT. LIVING ROOM - AFTERNOON
Anna enters with a vase of flowers and a bottle of scotch. Lena sits with HARRY, (43) white, a suave-looking bad boy
from the UK. They sit in an easy embrace which reveals their wedding bands.
ANNA
There, Iain, Harry, they're beautiful!
Anna places the vase on the coffee table in front of Harry and Lena. Iain smiles and sits in one of the arm chairs near the table.
Anna pours a glass of scotch for Iain.
ANNA
Say when Iain.
IAIN
When.
LENA
I see you're still a scotch Man.
Iain sighs contentedly.
IAIN
Still a scotch man.
Harry notices her flirtatious smile and toys with her earring.
LENA
It's nice to know some things don't change.
Iain salutes Lena with his glass. Anna sits on the couch and fusses with the flowers. A thud comes from upstairs. Everyone looks up except Anna.
ANNA
The two bouquets look marvelous together.
IAIN
I'm glad you like--
An even louder thud comes from upstairs followed by some scrabbling noises.
LENA
Anna!
Anna closes her eyes for a second and moves to the door.
ANNA
If you'll excuse me...
Anna leaves.
INT. GRACE'S BEDROOM - AFTERNOON
Grace's mussed head appears over the side of the bed. Michael lays on the floor.
GRACE
Oh yes!
She leaps to her feet on the bed. Michael shakes himself and sits up.
MICHAEL
What the--
GRACE
That's called judo my friend. Huah!
Grace does some celebratory body builder poses, stretches out her arms and sings "We are the Champions". Anna appears in the doorway.
ANNA
It sounds like elephants wrestling.
MICHAEL
I fell--
GRACE
I threw him--
GRACE AND MICHAEL
off the bed.
GRACE
Woohoo....little sister wins!
Grace jumps onto the floor and makes 'crowd goes wild noises' while Anna helps Michael up.
YOU ARE READING
The Difficult Hour: Original Screenplay
Random"It well may be that in a difficult hour, Pinned down by pain and moaning for release, Or nagged by want past resolution's power, I might be driven to sell your love for peace..." from the sonnet LOVE IS NOT ALL, by Edna St. Vincent Millay
