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to our little Dennis. Dennis will turn

into one of those "sources say" things.
PEGGY

He looks better with that stuff out of

his hair. He's an attractive man.
Ike finds Maggie in the crowd and leaves Dennis.
MAGGIE

I'd say you've been in the sun too long.

You handle him, okay? I could use five

minutes off from that creep.


Before Peggy can protest, Maggie climbs down off the bleachers

and goes and stands near the dugout near the rest of Cory's team.


PEGGY

Okay, that's fine. I can do that.


Ike comes up to Peggy.
IKE

Hello, Peggy Phleming, "not the ice-skater".


Ike indicates the seat next to Peggy.
PEGGY

(protesting weakly)

That's Maggie's seat...
Ike sits down comfortably.
IKE

... And this is Maggie's beer.


He starts drinking it. ON THE FIELD, Cory is getting ready to

steal third.


IKE (cont'd)

That your husband out there? Cory

Phleming, a local radio announcer.
PEGGY

Have you listened to his morning show,

"Wake up with ballplayer"?
IKE

Not yet. I had a phlemless morning. I

hear he's a pretty good ballplayer.
PEGGY

This game is pretty important to him.

He made all-stars in high school, you

know.
IKE

That must have made you proud.
Peggy takes a small sip off her soda.
PEGGY

He was going with Maggie back then.

(quickly)

He was never one of her... I mean, they

were never going to get... They just

dated for a while.


Cory dives in for third and makes it. The crowd goes wild.

Peggy yells and jumps in.


PEGGY (cont'd)

Good job, honey!


But Maggie's whoop sails out above it all. Cory waves. But not

at Peggy. He directs his delight at Maggie, who jumps up and

down by the dugout.
Ike looks between Cory, Maggie and finally, Peggy. Peggy jerks

her waving hand back down to her side and sits down. Ike

pretends not to have noticed. The two watch as Maggie and Cory

smile at each other.


IKE

It's nice that they're still friends.


PEGGY

(looking at Maggie

and Cory)

Oh, sure. That was a long time ago.

See, she's not a man-hater at all.

She's very supportive of men...


Next BATTER hits one to deep left field and it lands in the grave

yard. Cory scores, greeted by Maggie. Ike and Peggy watch as

Cory and Maggie belly-bump and high-five each other in

celebration of Cory's play. No looks at Peggy. Ike keeps an

empathetic silence, seeing that Peggy is truly hurt.
PEGGY (cont'd)

I'll be back in a second.


Suddenly, Peggy stands, pushes past him and runs down the steps.

Maggie looks up just in time to catch Peggy's exit. Ike pulls

his tape recorder out of his pocket and starts speaking into it.
Maggie shoots Ike an accusing look, walks up to him in the

bleachers and sits next to him.


MAGGIE

You've been here for three minutes.

What did you do to her?
IKE

You can turn that finger around.


Ike does an on-the-button imitation of Maggie jumping excitedly

at Cory. Now Maggie sees what he's getting at.


MAGGIE

(defensive)

You misinterpret everything. We've all

been friends our whole lives. But

that's the types of relationship you

wouldn't understand.


IKE

Obviously, I'm not the only one who

doesn't understand it. The USS Maggie

leaves quite a wake... Excuse me.


Ike walks away. Alone, Maggie tries to seem enthused.
MAGGIE

See, I cheer good. What is he, a cheer

critic?
EXT./INT. STREET/BAR - LATER - DUSK
Sitting in front of Inn Hale Bar, we see the BARTENDER

pantomiming holding the reins of a wildly galloping horse. We've

seen something like this before. Maggie's wild ride away from

her last wedding. Ike laughs with Bartender just as Maggie

drives by the bar and sees this.
MAGGIE

(to herself)

This guy never stops.
INT. ATLANTIC HOTEL - NIGHT
Maggie walks up to the front desk of the hotel, where Lee is

sleeping with his feet up. She knocks his feet off the counter.


MAGGIE

Lee, hey, wake up. Give me the key to

the reporter's room. I want to snoop

around.
LEE

(handing her the key)

Okay. Second floor.


MAGGIE

Thanks.
LEE

Don't take anything big.
Maggie moves up the stairs towards Ike's room.
INT. ATLANTIC HOTEL - HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Maggie walks towards Ike's room, checks that no one sees her and

enters.
INT. IKE'S HOTEL ROOM - CONTINUOUS


Maggie lets herself in the modest room and turns on the lights

on. She spots on audio cassette on the desk near the door. She

holds the cassette up to the light to read the hand-written

label. It says "Miles Davis" on it. She pockets the tape. She

walks to the living room.
MAGGIE'S POV:
Ike has placed post-its on a framed picture, using the frame as a

bulletin board. Post-it notes lay out the information he has

gathered under headings and subheadings. Parents "Mother"

deceased, subheaded by "Walter" and there is one for "Brian",

"Gill", and "Bob". Maggie smiles and shakes her head. She rips

one post-it down and reads it to herself.


MAGGIE

(reads)


"How does she get all these guys to

propose? She's not that beautiful."

(snorts)

Bite me, paper boy.


She begins ripping many of other post-it off the picture frame.
MAGGIE (cont'd)

(as she takes post-its)

Rude...
She's ripping them down, fast and furious, then shoves them in

her shoulder bag.


INT. ATLANTIC HOTEL HALLWAY - CONTINUING
Ike comes down hallway as Harvey puts his shoes out to be shined.
BACK INSIDE THE ROOM
Maggie, looking around, discovers the wedding video on the

coffee table and grabs that, too.


MAGGIE (cont'd)

Thief!
THE SOUND OF A KEY IN THE DOOR makes Maggie jump. She flees to

the bathroom, and shuts and locks the door. Just as Ike enters,

he sniffs and looks around the room, instantly knowing something

is up. He sees all his notes gone and a glimpse of Maggie as she

closes the bathroom door. Ike is steaming. A BUMP sounds from

the bathroom. He goes over to the door and tries the handle.

It's locked. He starts to pound on the door.


IKE

All right, I know you're in there...

You steal my research... You're messing

with the first amendment now. Open up.

Open up. You got no place to go.
INT. IKE'S HOTEL BATHROOM - CONTINUING
Ike's wrong. Maggie is already trying to open the first

bathroom window. It's stuck. She climbs over the bathtub,

opens that window and starts to climb out.
IKE

I want to have a very serious discussion

with you as to why you're such a pain in

the ass.


We HEAR Ike slamming his body against the bathroom door.
As Ike breaks in, he runs to the window and yells after her.
EXT. IKE'S HOTEL WINDOW - CONTINUOUS
IKE (cont'd)

That's breaking and entering. I'll call

the sheriff.
MAGGIE

You do that. And remind him he's

bringing the wine to the luau. Thanks.
She disappears around the ledge of the building and runs off.

Ike's neighbor, Harvey, sits reading near his window.


CUT TO:
EXT. MAGGIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Establishing.
INT. MAGGIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT
CLOSE ON: A CASSETTE PLAYER. We see the familiar handwritten

label: "Miles Davis." "Kind of Blue" plays as Maggie listens in

a chair, looking shell-shocked, surrounded by the post-its she

stole from Ike's room. We see as she reads them: "Father, two-

fisted drinker," "Peggy, best friend, but Peggy doesn't totally

trust Maggie," "Bob" -- doesn't love him. Overwhelmed, she

finishes reading the last note, leans back, puts her feet up on

the table, deep in the mood of the melancholy music.


The CAMERA MOVES on the last note on the floor next to her chair.

It reads: "SHOWS NO REMORSE".


FADE TO BLACK.
FADE IN:
EXT. MAIN STREET/BEAUTY PARLOR - NEXT DAY
It's early morning. Mrs. Pressman hands Peggy a cup of coffee

to go. Peggy walks to the beauty parlor, unlocks the front door

and goes in.
INT. BEAUTY PARLOR - DAY
Peggy enters and starts about her opening duties. She turns on

the lights and turns and sees her friend, Maggie.


MAGGIE

Do you think I flirt with Cory?


Peggy stops in her track. Maggie is sitting curled up in a salon

chair. She looks like she hasn't slept.


PEGGY

Good morning to you, too. You look good.


MAGGIE

Thank you. Do you think I flirt with

Cory?
PEGGY

Yes.
Maggie looks miserable.


MAGGIE

I don't mean it.


Peggy moves to the salon mirror near Maggie with her cup of

coffee.
PEGGY

I know. I think sometimes you just

sort of spaz-out with random excess

flirtation energy and it just lands on

anything male that moves.


MAGGIE

On anything male that moves? As

opposed to anything male that doesn't

move?
Peggy pours her coffee out of its Styrofoam cup into a ceramic mug.


PEGGY

Like certain kinds of coral.


Peggy sits in the salon chair next to Maggie.
MAGGIE

I'm going to kill myself.


PEGGY

Why?
MAGGIE

Because you think I'm all like... "Hey

man, check me out".


PEGGY

(friendly)

No, I don't think you're like, "I'm

charming and mysterious in a way that

even I don't understand and something

about me is crying out for protection

from a big man like you". Very hard

to compete with. Especially to us

married women who have lost our mystery.
MAGGIE

But you haven't lost your mystery!

You're very mysterious!
PEGGY

No. I'm weird. Weird and mysterious

are two different things.
MAGGIE

But I'm weird.


PEGGY

No. You're quirky. Quirky and weird

are two different things.
MAGGIE

Peggy, there's distinct possibility

that I might be profoundly and

irreversibly screwed up. Despite that,

I love you and I can promise that I

will no longer flirt with Cory, and I

beg your forgiveness.
Maggie looks ready to cry.
PEGGY

I'm not worried about you and Cory or

Cory and me or even that you're

irreversibly screwed up. But, Maggie,

you've been like this since we were

kids. And I think now that you are

aware of it and that it hurts people's

feelings, maybe it's time to move on

with your life and commit to someone of

your own, like Bob, if he's the one.


MAGGIE

I think you're right.

(then)

Is there anything I can do to make it



up to you?
PEGGY

Something that brings warmth to my heart.

(pause)

Duckbill platypus.


MAGGIE

It's only funny at Camp Birchwood at

three in the morning at a tick hunt.

It's not anymore.


Maggie makes her funny face. Peggy doesn't laugh.
PEGGY

You're right. It's not funny now.

Maybe we both grew up.
MAGGIE

Thanks. Will you fix my hair?


CUT TO:
EXT. MAGGIE'S HOUSE - LATER THAT MORNING
Maggie exits her house, gets on her bike and rides off towards

town.
INT. IKE'S HOTEL ROOM - LATER THAT MORNING


Ike is still in bed. He slowly blinks awake, stretches, and is

about to throw off the covers when Maggie's voice breaks the

silence.
MAGGIE

Freeze. Hold on to those covers -- I

didn't come here to see Ike Junior.
Maggie smiles cheerfully at Ike from the foot of the bed. He

narrows his eyes at her.


IKE

I take it the desk clerk is one of your

many admirers.
MAGGIE

(deadpan)

How do I do it? I'm not that beautiful.
Ike notices Maggie is holding two coffees.
IKE

Coffee. Now.


Maggie hands it to him.
MAGGIE

You're welcome. Your notes made

interesting bedtime reading -- if you

like trashy fiction. Your observations

are distorted, ungrounded an incomplete.

You must be very proud.


IKE

I'm not a boastful man. What's your

point?
Ike puts a shirt on as Maggie speaks.
MAGGIE

My point is that one again, you're

getting it all wrong. That won't

improve your reputation any, and it's

not very flattering to me either. So,

I'm going to give you a chance to write

the truth.
IKE

Really.
Maggie turns away from him as he dresses.


MAGGIE

I've decided to cooperate and let you

interview me.

(beat)


For a thousand bucks.
Ike clears his throat as he stands putting his pants on.
MAGGIE (cont'd)

I want a big wedding and a killer dress

and for a grand I will answer all your

questions and let you follow me around.


Ike takes his coffee with him as he picks up his glasses, puts

them on and crosses to the window.


IKE

My magazine doesn't pay because for

stories. It's not what you call ethical.
MAGGIE

Oh, but making up the facts as you go

along is ethical? Actually, I meant

you. You probably got severance or

expenses or both. I'll take your check.

No credit cards.


IKE

(to Maggie)

You've seen the post-its. I've already

got more juicy material than I need.

Why should I pay you dollar one?
MAGGIE

Because I think you're writing on spec

and with a first person interview, you

might actually sell that thing.


Ike knows she's right.
IKE

Too much.


MAGGIE

Seven-fifty.


IKE

Five hundred.


MAGGIE

Six-fifty.


IKE

Done.
Scowling, he writes out the check and hands it to her. Maggie

looks at it and smile sweetly.
CUT TO:
EXT. MAGGIE'S HOUSE - DAY
Ike jogs alongside of Maggie on her bike. Maggie parks her bike

and they go inside her door to the house.


INT. MAGGIE'S FOYER AND STAIRS - DAY
Maggie leads Ike upstairs to her workroom.
MAGGIE

Pardon the mess. I haven't cleaned

since the fifth grade.
INT. MAGGIE'S WORKROOM - LATER
Insert on a cappuccino machine. We PULL BACK and see Maggie and

Ike standing at her work table. An automatic cappuccino maker

stands on the table. Its base is made from a used paint mixing

machine. It looks very shiny and futuristic. Maggie's logo

"MAG" is on the side. The machine shakes as it steams the

cappuccino. Ike notices another homemade machine on the table.


IKE (cont'd)

What's this over here?


MAGGIE

It's a birthday present for my cousin.

Put your finger in.
IKE

Cindy the manicurist.


He puts his finger in the wrong hole of the machine.
MAGGIE

No, the other one.


He puts his finger in the correct hole. She turns it on. The

brushes rotate.


IKE

(laughing)

This is wonderful. You reconfigure all

these industrial parts and you do

something amazing with it.
He looks around and spots some gadgets and lamps on another table.

He walks to them.


IKE (cont'd)

Amazing. Found industrial stuff.

Willow lamp... Rasta lamp...
He picks up one of the many logos on the counter. Each boasts a

"MAG" logo.


IKE (cont'd)

Is this your preferred logo?


MAGGIE

I think so.


IKE

I like it. This whole thing is pretty

incredible.

(studying a lamp)

I think you could probably sell this

lamp idea in New York.


MAGGIE

Maybe someday.


IKE

You afraid to try?


MAGGIE

(stares at him)

No, I'm not afraid. Just... Maybe

someday.


IKE

Well, I'm impressed. Absolutely

incredible.

(sitting)

I didn't expect pink and lacy, but this

isn't exactly a woman's room.


MAGGIE

What an incredible chauvinistic

observation.
INT. MAGGIE'S LIVING ROOM - A BIT LATER THAT DAY
Maggie's showing Ike engagement rings.
MAGGIE

That's Brian's. He took me ut canoeing

on the lake and gave me the ring in a

velvet box.


Ike snores. Maggie hits him.
MAGGIE (cont'd)

(defensive)

It was classic.
Maggie hands Ike another ring. This one is in the shape of a

Grateful Dead rose.


MAGGIE (cont'd)

Gill. Of course. He proposed at the

tie-dye t-shirt stand at a Dead concert.

It was very sweet until he hallucinated

that the drum set was a blood-sucking

space alien.


IKE

Always a mood killer.


MAGGIE

Still sweet.


Maggie hands Ike a third ring. It's in the shape of a butterfly

and studded with multi-color gems.


MAGGIE (cont'd)

George. He proposed at a butterfly

farm in St. Thomas. The ring was

inside a cocoon.


IKE

(grimacing)

It's a little "Silence of the Lambs"

for me. I can't believe you waited for

the wedding to run.
MAGGIE

He's an entomologist! I thought it was

very unique.
Now Maggie shows Ike the ring on her hand. It's a gold "#1" with

a diamond set into the number.


MAGGIE (cont'd)

And here we are at Bob. He proposed

during the seventh inning stretch...
Ike touches her hand to examine the ring more closely. Her

surprise at his touch shows on her face as she finishes her

sentence.
MAGGIE (cont'd)

... At an Oriole's game.


She takes her hand down. Ike steps away.
IKE

Wait. Don't tell me. The scoreboard

lit up with "Mary me, Maggie."
Ike picks up his cup of cappuccino and moves behind the couch.
MAGGIE

It was one of the most wonderful

moments of my life. Cal Ripken even

applauded.


IKE

(stopping)

Highly suspect.
MAGGIE

What do you mean? It was incredibly

romantic!
IKE

Maybe it's just me, but -- if you got

to dress it up, it doesn't ring true.
Ike moves back to the couch.
IKE (cont'd)

I think the most anybody can honestly

say is, "Look..."

(sits on the arm

of the couch)

"I guarantee that we'll have tough

times. I guarantee that at some point

one or both of us will want to get out

of this thing. But I also guarantee

that if I don't ask you to be mine,

I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

Because I know in my heart -- you're

the only one for me"
Maggie stares at Ike for a beat. His words have taken a little

bit of her breath away. She covers.


MAGGIE

I like it.


She moves from the fireplace to a chair and sits.
MAGGIE (cont'd)

I'd like it better on a scoreboard.

(lightly)

Is that how you proposed when you asked

your wife to marry you?

Ike is taken aback.


MAGGIE (cont'd)

Don't look so surprised, you've got

divorce written all over you.
IKE

I'm a work in progress.


MAGGIE

So? Is that what you said to her?


IKE

No. I think I said something eloquent

like, "So, uh -- maybe we should, ya

know. What do you think?"


MAGGIE

Now that's romantic. A proposal like

that and you didn't find eternal bliss?

What went wrong?


Ike takes a swallow of cappuccino.
IKE

I don't know.


MAGGIE

You don't know.


IKE

No.
MAGGIE

Maybe you should ask her some time.

Ever thought of that?


Ike is restless. He stands up.
IKE

Call me crazy, but I believe that check

I gave you entitles me to ask the

questions for a while.


Ike puts down his cup of coffee, gets his tape recorder and sits

close to Maggie.


MAGGIE

Fair enough.

(thinks a beat)

Actually...


Maggie move to TV. She picks up Ike's stolen post-it notes and

her wedding video on top of the TV, and goes to the front door.


MAGGIE (cont'd)

I'll just need one more day to make sure

your check clears.
IKE

Ow!
DISSOLVE TO:


EXT. HALE STREET - THE NEXT DAY
Ike and Maggie drive in Maggie's truck. They pull up in front of

a Bridal Shop.


A spectacular dress fills the small window. It's beautiful,

romantic, sexy. Maggie and Ike can be seen in the reflection.


MAGGIE

Even with everything that's happened

I've still never been married and I

still deserve a beautiful dress.


IKE

Agreed.
Maggie gives Ike a smile that lights up the sky. They go inside.


INT. BRIDAL SHOP - DAY
The place is fairly large and prosperous, probably the place to

go in the Tri-County area. A little FLOWER GIRL, 10, is being

fitted on the pedestal in the middle of the room. A saleswoman,

POLLY, has taken the flower girl under her wing. They are both

under the expert eyes of a stern looking woman, MRS. WHITTENMEYER,

the shop owner. Also, the girl's MOTHER is there watching.


POLLY

(to the mother)

She'll be the prettiest little flower

girl in your daughter's wedding.


MAGGIE

Mr. Whittenmeyer. Hi, Polly!


The flower girl sees Maggie and runs and hides behind Polly.
POLLY

Hi, Maggie. You'll have to excuse her,

Maggie. Some of the children are

afraid of you since you dragged that

little boy up the aisle.
MAGGIE

I didn't drag.

(then to the girl)

He tripped on his shoelaces.


Mrs. Whittenmeyer comes forward to greet Maggie.
MRS. WHITTENMEYER

You've come for your dress. Good!

I'll get it from the back.
Maggie leads her to the front window.
MAGGIE

(happily)

Actually, I would like to get this dress.
She points to the dress. She smiles back to Mrs. Whittenmeyer,

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