Eyes Wide Shut
A Screenplay by Stanley Kubrick & Frederic Raphael
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Copyright ©1999 Stanley Kubrick & Federic Raphael, All
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INT BILL & ALICE'S APT - LIVING
ROOM - NIGHT
It is a week before Christmas. The tree is decorated and Christmas
cards stand open everywhere in
the comfortable Central Park West
apartment.
Settled into the couch in the living room, watching TV, are seven
year-old , HELENA, and the BABY-SITTER,
a young college girl.
BEDROOM
BILL and ALICE HARFORD, an attractive
couple in their thirties, are
in evening clothes preparing to
leave for a party.
ALICE (looking in mirror)
How do I look?
BILL
You look great.
ALICE
My hair okay?
BILL
Perfect.
ALICE
You're not even looking
at it.
Bill kisses her neck.
BILL
It's absolutely beautiful.
You always
look beautiful.
ALICE
Oh, shut up... OK, let's
go.
They walk into the living room. The baby sitter gets to her feet.
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BABY-SITTER
Oh, you look so-ooo lovely,
Mrs.
Harford.
ALICE (laughs)
Thank you, Roz.
(to Helena)
All ready for bed?
HELENA
Yes, Mommy. I took my bath
and
brushed my teeth.
AD-LIBS of praise as BILL and ALICE kiss HELENA goodnight.
BABY-SITTER
What time do you want Helena
to go to
bed?
HELENA
Please, Mommy, can I stay
up late
tonight and watch the (name
of TV
show) Ple-eease.
ALICE
When is it on?
HELENA
Ten-thirty.
ALICE
Okay, darling, but just for
tonight.
HELENA
Thank you, Mommy.
The house intercom rings. BILL goes to answer it.
DOORMAN (VOICE)
Doctor Harford?
BILL
Yes.
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DOORMAN
The car is here.
BILL
OK, we'll be right down.
Bill returns to sitting room.
BILL
OK the car's here - let's
go.
(to Baby-sitter)
Roz, we might be late tonight
but I'll
hold the car to take you
home.
BABY-SITTER
Oh, that's great, Doctor Harford.
Thanks very much.
AD-LIBS of Good nights and have a good time.
EXT HIRED CAR DRIVE-BY (CPW TO 5TH) - NIGHT (2nd Unit)
INT CAR - NIGHT
BILL takes ALICE's hand and gives
her a loving wink.
EXT ZIEGLER MIDTOWN MANSION - NIGHT
BILL'S car pulls up behind a stretch
limo.
INT CAR - NIGHT
The driver hands Bill a clip board
with a form attached to it.
DRIVER
Can you sign this, Doctor?
The doorman, carrying an umbrella, opens the car door.
BILL (signing)
Okay, thanks..
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DRIVER
Thanks. (handing his
card) Just phone
about half hour before you want
to be
picked up.
BILL
OK. Fine.
DRIVER
Have a good evening.
BILL and ALICE exit the car and enter the house.
INT ZIEGLER MANSION - NIGHT
Big party already in progress.
Sound of a dance band off.
Many guests still arriving.
Two ladies seated at a table confirm that Doctor and Mrs Harford
are
on the invitation roster.
Their coats are taken.
The hosts, VICTOR ZIEGLER, a fit, sun-tanned, man in his mid-fifties,
and his wife, ILLONA, a Hungarian
beauty, stand to one side
greeting their guests in the large
entrance hall.
ZIEGLER (speaking above the noise)
Bill!...Alice!... I'm
so glad you could
come. It's wonderful to see
you both,
AD-LIBS of further greetings while they shake hands and kiss on
both
cheeks.
ZIEGLER
And Alice, my dear, forgive
the pitiful
understatement but you look
totally
beautiful.
Victor and Alice exchange if-there-was-world-enough-and-time
smiles.
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ZIEGLER
And Bill, that osteopath you
sent me
to? He was wonderful. You
should see
my serve now.
BILL
Yes, he's the top man in the
world.
ANOTHER FABULOUS ROOM - A LITTLE LATER
BILL and ALICE, carrying champagne
glasses make their way through
the glitterati.
They stop to admire the 17 foot Christmas tree trimmed with colored
lights and antique ornaments.
BALLROOM - BILL & ALICE DANCING
BILL's attention is caught by
one of the musicians on the bandstand.
BILL
I don't believe it.
ALICE
What?
BILL
The guy at the piano. That's
Nick
Nightingale, I went to medical
school
with him.
ALICE
He's plays pretty good for
a doctor.
BILL
He's not a doctor. He
dropped out. I'm
going to have to say hello
to him.
ALICE
Okay, I'll go and get us some
more
champagne.
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BILL
I'll see you at the bar.
BILL walks over to the bandstand as they finish a set.
BILL
Nick!.. Nick Nightingale!
NICK
Hey! Bill Harford! What a
surprise.
How the hell are you?
AD LIBS of greetings as they shake hands.
BILL
God, how long has it been?
NICK
Ten years?
BILL
And a couple.
NICK
How's life been treating
you?
BILL
Not too bad. And you've become
a
pianist.
NICK
My friends call me that.
BILL (laughs)
And how do you happen to
playing
here tonight?
NICK
I know my Cole Porter and
I work
cheap.
They both laugh.
NICK
How about you. Still in the
doctor
business?
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BILL
You know how it is, once a
doctor,
always a doctor.
NICK
In my case, never a doctor,
never a
doctor. You _don't_ know how
that is.
BILL
I never did understand why you
walked
away.
NICK
No? It's a nice feeling.
I do it a lot.
The BAND LEADER comes over and gives NICK a nod and BILL an
polite smile.
NICK
Okay, we're off again.
Listen, if I don't
catch you later, I'm down
in the
Village for the next two weeks,
at the
Cafe Sonata. Come by if you
get a
chance.
BILL (nods)
Cafe Sonata, right. Okay,
and listen, it
was great seeing you again.
NICK
Same here. Take care.
The band starts up again.
The ballroom is crowded and BILL starts to make his way around
the
dance floor to the bar.
ALICE is at the bar waiting for him.
She reaches absently for her champagne glass...
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and finds she is holding - or
touching - a man's hand.
ALICE (smiles)
I think that's my glass.
SZABO
I'm absolutely certain of
it.
SZABO is a handsome man, in his mid-forties with a slight Central
European accent.
He drinks slowly from ALICE'S glass and looks directly into her
eyes
as he does so.
SZABO
Did you ever read the Latin
poet Ovid
on The Art of Love?
ALICE
Didn't he wind up all
by himself, crying
his eyes out in some place with
a very
bad climate.
SZABO
But he also had a good time
first. A
very good time.
SZABO
By the way, my name is Sandor
Szabo.
I'm Hungarian.
ALICE
Pleased to meet you.
My name is Alice.
I'm American.
SZABO
Would you like to dance,
Alice?
ALICE notices BILL across the room talking to two beautiful models.
ALICE
Why not? - Sandor.
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ACROSS THE ROOM - BILL & THE
MODELS
GAYLE, the taller model, shouts
to BILL above the music.
GAYLE
Nobody likes you?
(louder)
GAYLE
Nobody likes you, is that the
problem?
BILL
Put it this way, nobody
_wants_ to admit
how much they like me. But
I'm
confident it can still happen.
GAYLE (laughs)
Do you know Nuala Windsor?
GAYLE asks, putting her arm around her friend's waist.
BILL (smiles)
Nuala...I certainly feel
like I do. How
do you spell, Nuala?
NUALA
N..u..a..l..a.
BILL
Is that a Hawaiian name?
NUALA
No, it's an agency name.
They all laugh.
GAYLE
You were very kind to her
once.
BILL
Only once? That sounds like
an
oversight.
NUALA
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I was on a shoot, modelling
at
Rockefeller Center, on a very
windy
day. You happened to be passing
by.
BILL (remembering)
And you got something in your
eye?
NUALA
Just about half of 5th Avenue.
You
were such a gentleman.
BILL
That can happen when you're
in a
hurry.
NUALA
You actually had a _handkerchief_
-
which was also clean!
BILL
That's the kind of hero I
can be
sometimes!
ALICE is dancing with the Sandor. He holds her close to him.
SZABO
What do you do, Alice?
ALICE
Well, actually, I'm looking
for a job at
the moment. I was an editor
at a
publishing house but they went
broke.
SZABO
Perhaps I can be of some help.
I know
a few people in publishing.
Alice doesn't reply to this.
SZABO
And you're married?
ALICE shows him her wedding ring.
SZABO
And you're here tonight with
your
husband?
ALICE
I am, indeed..
SZABO
How sad.
Alice makes a that's-life face.
SZABO
But of course I should have
guessed
that. If you weren't
with your husband
tonight you wouldn't be so
careful.
ALICE laughs.
SZABO
May I ask why a beautiful woman
who
could have any man in this room
wants
to be married?
ALICE
You can ask.
SZABO
You know why women used
to get
married, don't you?
ALICE
Why don't you tell me.
SZABO
It was the only way they could
lose
their virginity's and
be free to do what
they wanted with other men.
The ones
they really wanted.
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ALICE
Fascinating.
SZABO
Victor and Illona have a fabulous
art
collection.
ALICE
They do, don't they.
SZABO
Have you ever seen the Impressionist
stuff upstairs?
ALICE
I don't think so.
SZABO
There are a couple of magnificent
Bonnards up there.
ALICE
Are there?
SZABO
Do you like Bonnard?
ALICE
Yes, I do.
SZABO
Would you like me to show
them to
you?
ALICE
Well, maybe not just right
now.
SZABO
We won't be gone long.
ALICE smiles and shakes her head.
BILL AND THE MODELS
NUALA slowly leading BILL to the
door.
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