59 INT. THE INDIAN RESTAURANT - LATE AFTERNOON
Lisa returns from the restroom and sits. Her hair is down,
and she is wearing lipstick. Her painted lips are jarring
against the soft naturalness of her face. She leans toward
Lisa looks at him, perplexed.
Haha, I mean, I’m still here.
Lisa nods in affirmation. Whatever.
I thought we could have some desert
at my place. I made some muffins.
That would be nice, really nice.
Lisa reaches across the table and takes Terry’s right hand
in both of hers.
They’re apple walnut, my mom’s
Lisa, looking down, begins to caress Terry’s hand with her
Except I use grape juice instead of
Now she strokes his bare forearm with her fingertips. Terry
LISA (CONT’D) (cont’d)
And whole wheat instead of...
You know, I went to the park, that
night you invited me to come.
Lisa pulls her hands away and sits up straight.
You did? I didn’t see you.
I know. You were really into
drumming. You and that tall guy...
really into it.
Mark. He told me he saw someone...
someone who walked up and waved...
and then went away.
That was me.
Why did you go? Why didn’t you
I dunno. You were so into it...
and into that guy... Mark.
She leans in and takes Terry’s hand again.
Terry... we were... friends, once.
Once more she caresses his hand.
But then I found out he has a wife,
and some kids... some from another
wife, or girlfriend, I think... I
never could get the whole story...
But that’s all there is to it,
we’re just... friends.
A Vishnu kinda guy, right?
I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make
It was just too much for me. Too
complicated... I just need
someone... I need someone who...
The Waiter arrives and places the check on the table.
Lisa, I should tell you
Lisa reaches for the check. Terry smacks his hand down on
No, I asked you out...
But you wouldn’t let me pay you...
for the... massage.
Terry gropes for his wallet; in a flash he remembers he left
it in his jacket pocket. Terry rises as he speaks...
Dag!... I think I left my wallet in
Steely... I’ll be back in a flash.
Terry begins to leave.
Wait! You’ll need these.
Terry stops and half turns. Lisa fishes the keys from her
purse. She gives them a little toss; Terry makes a neat off
balance catch and dashes off.
60 EXT. BONIFANT STREET - EARLY EVENING
Terry jogs down the narrow sidewalk back to the car,
manuevering around pedestrians, utility poles, and other
He reaches the car. Sorting through Lisa’s keys he hears
his phone ringing in the back seat. He finally finds the
right key and answers his phone.