Do you know what's so nice
about
doctors?
Usually a lot less than people
think.
They look so... knowledgable!
They are very knowledgeable
- about
all sorts of things.
But I'll bet they work
too hard. I bet
they miss out on a lot of
fun.
You're absolutely right.
Where we
going, girls?
Where the rainbow ends.
Don't you want to go where
the
rainbow ends?
Do I want to go where the
rainbow
ends?
out of _The Godfather_ walks up
- HARRIS, Ziegler's _personal
assistant_.
Excuse me, Doctor Harford.
May I
trouble you for a moment?
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Sure.
Could you spare a minute,
please?
What's up?
Could you come with me, please?
It's something for Me.
Z.
Okay.
Come back soon.
Alice, you're a fascinating
woman.
I'd really like to see you
again.
I don't think that would really
be a
good idea.
You _are_ cruel. What
about lunch, later
this week?
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BILL AND HARRIS - CORRIDORS AND
STAIRCASE
Muffled sounds of the music echo
from the ballroom below.
Yes?
It's Harris, sir.
opens revealing a barefoot ZIEGLER
wearing only his pants and
undershirt.
Thanks very much for coming
up, Bill.
sprawled face up, her clothing
scattered on the floor.
What happened?
She OD'd on coke.
How long has she been like
this?
Maybe ten minutes?
Has this happened before?
Not sure, but probably.
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BILL turns her face to the light
of a table lamp to check her pupils.
She's starting to come around.
BILL takes her wrist again and
looks at his watch.
Good...Well...I don't think
there's
really anything to worry about.
Coke
wears off in half an hour
or so.
Someone should stay with her,
though,
until she's fully herself
again.
Okay.
Some cold towels on her
face
wouldn't be a bad idea.
Okay.
Anyone here with her to take
her
home?
I'll take care of that...She's
a friend of
the family.
moves like he wants to go..
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BILL
She'll be all right, Victor.
Okay if I
leave the rest to you?
Sure... And listen, Bill,
I don't know
how to thank you enough for
this.
It was nothing. Glad to be
of help.
And, Bill - I know I don't have
to say
this but I trust this is
just between the
two of us.
Of course.
BILL re-enters the ballroom and
looks around for the two models but
he doesn't see them.
Haven't I seen you someplace
before?
Could be. What's your name
again?
Can we go home now?
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BILL AND ALICE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
ALICE stands naked in front of
her dressing table mirror rubbing face
cream. BILL comes up behind her,
kisses her shoulder and runs his
hands lightly over her breasts.
That night they were more blissful
in
their ardent love than they
had been
for a long time.
The gray of morning awakened
them
only too soon.
appointments.
predetermined daily routine
of work,
and the events of the night
before
began to fade.
HELENA reading aloud to BILL and
ALICE from "A Child's Garden of
Verses". She finishes her
poem and yawns.
And now, my darling, time
for bed.
What do you say?
living room.
ALICE sighs comfortably.
So, how do you feel about
wrapping
some presents?
Kind of negative. We can
do it
tomorrow.
switching channels.
Anything good on tonight?
Have you got the paper?
I don't feel like watching
TV.
Let's break the law a little
first
Bill takes a Band-Aid box from
the bathroom medicine cabinet and
removes a small plastic bag of
pot.
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BEDROOM
Alice skillfully rolls two joints.
Bill and Alice sitting in bed,
partly undressed and smoking the joints.
She is high.
How about the truth game?
Always a bit dangerous with
pot.
Isn't that the fun?
I'm putty in your hands.
Okay, let's start with who were
those
those two gorgeous women
at the
party last night?
Don't really know. One of
them just
started talking to me.
I thought they might be patients?
No such luck. They're models.
One of
them said I once removed something
from her eyes on windy day
in
Rockefeller Plaza.
Always on the job.
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BILL
That's me.
And what did they want from
you this
time?
My body - what else?
Hey, come on - all I did was
talk to
them... Anyway, who was the
guy _you_
were dancing with?
Sandor?
Sandor... Who is he?
A friend of the Zieglers.
And what does he do?
I never actually found
out?
Rich?
Talked like he was.
And what did he want?
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ALICE
Sex. Upstairs. Then and
there.
Well, I guess that's understandable.
Understandable?
Well, you're a beautiful
woman.
Oh, I see. So does exhaustive
research show that every man
I meet
wants to screw me?
There might be some exceptions.
Does that mean that all men,
with
_possibly_ _some_ _exceptions_,
want to
screw all beautiful women, married
or
otherwise?
I suppose, basically,
yes.
So does that mean you wanted
to
screw the two models?
I did say with some exceptions.
And of course you're an exception?
Yes.
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ALICE
How come?
Because I love you.
Any other reasons?
Because we're married.
Any others?
And because I wouldn't lie
to you or
hurt you.
So basically what it comes down
to is
that you wouldn't screw the
two
models out of _consideration_
for me,
but otherwise you would.
Hey, is this thing on Court
TV?
Why don't you just give
me a
straight answer?
Hey, come on, honey. The
pot's
making you aggressive.
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I'm not being aggressive at
all - and
how about you not putting
out my
BILL
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Now try to be honest. When
some
really great-looking woman comes
in to
your office to have her
tits checked out,
don't you ever think about
screwing
her?
Come on, give me a break.
I'm a
doctor. It's all very
impersonal. And
anyway my insurance requires
that a
nurse is always present.
You're being evasive. When
you're
feeling her tits, is it never
any more
than sheer professionalism?
Basically, that's all it
is.
Just basically?
Oh, come on. There are no
absolutes
in anything.
No absolutes... Okay.
Fine... And does
the same thing go for women?
While
they're having their tits squeezed,
do
you suppose your lady patients
ever
wonder what your dick might
be like?
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Definitely not.
And why is that?
Because they're too worried
about
what I might find.
You know what I mean.
No, again. Not most of
them.
Why?
Well, I suppose that most women
are
programmed differently from
men
Oh, yes, I forgot. Millions
of years of
evolution - right? Men have
to put
their sperm into as many women
as
they can, but women stay
at home
with pretty pink things
and take care of
the children?
A bit oversimplified but
something like
that.
Oh, if you men only knew.
and BILL allows her hands to slip
from his.
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If we knew -? What do you
mean
by that?
About what you imagine, my
dear.
Hey, Alice, hey, look at
me... The truth.
Is there something you've kept
from
me?
You're just trying to wind
me up.
If you say so.
If I say so? Wait a minute.
I'm not
going to let you get away with
that...
Seriously... Is there's something
you
haven't told me?
Say it.
Well, last summer at Cape
Cod - I
don't suppose you remember
one night
in the dining room, there was
a young
Naval officer sitting near us.
He was
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