Eyes Wide Shut
A Screenplay by Stanley Kubrick & Frederic Raphael

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Copyright ©1999 Stanley Kubrick & Federic Raphael, All Rights Reserved.

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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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