INt. DINER - DAY

        t place -- a major he

        food is greasy and good, Mrs. Pressman is tress, and the

        CROD t is    a small town. Bob,

        Maggie and Ike sit on ter. Mrs. Pressman C

        the er.

        BOB

        Mrs. Pressman, I to

        order.

        MRS. PRESSMAN

        ere out the special because

        somebody...

        (indicates COOK h head)

        ... didnt order enough sausage.

        BOB

        Let me te. Egg

        wes only.

        Ike looks at Maggie.    a t shed say

        .

        MAGGIE

        Ill he same.

        IKE

        (clears )

        Of course.

        MAGGIE

        ? I t order my eggs

        sarcasm?

        BOB

        ral ers you the

        same team noing and

        its fifteen minutes in ty box.

        (gently, to Ike)

        Maggies t person youll ever

        meet. But s

        t to start fog

        more in here.

        (taps )

        ts wever

        you    to call it -- problems in the

        past.

        (to Maggie)

        ts w were w on -- focus.

        Right, Maggie? Foaggie. Focus

        on Bob.

        As Bob alking, Ike g Maggies face.

        to    of her.

        MAGGIE

        (quietly)

        Right.

        BOB

        (to Ike)

        I lead Maggie tion

        exercise. All ts shrinks use

        tuff. Visualize the end

        zone, if you catc.

        Bob takes out a notepad and    to Maggie.

        BOB (td)

        odays mantra: "Its an open

        field to Big Bob."

        IKE

        tell me.    to tar,

        ?

        MAGGIE

        You knoheres no...

        Before Maggie    finisercepts her.

        IKE

        ell, Im off. A reporters work is

        never done.

        (o the door)

        Mrs. Pressman, thank you.

        MRS. PRESSMAN

        tootaloo.

        INt. AtLANtIC EL - MOMENtS LAtER

        GRANDMA JULIA (V.O.)

        Id like to explain about the weddings.

        t e

        off. t;I dos". You

        t believe how much cake we were

        left hree

        think her

        father minded spending so much money on

        booze t nobody drank.

        e el doors,

        ts a bag from irud

        es iel o Grandma,

        tA.

        MAGGIE

        Ike... hi, Grandma.

        IKE

        Gram o give me the

        skinny on wal

        bliss.

        GRANDMA JULIA

        Rigta. Its

        not t she wedding,

        s.

        I girls are terrified of "the

        one-eyed snake".

        (getting into it)

        ook

        a knitting needle o the bed...

        Ike winces.

        MAGGIE

        Actually, Grandma, I che one-

        eyed snake awhile ago.

        GRANDMA JULIA

        O. Ill tell you one

        t fet t

        .

        (a)

        You    take your hands off your ears,

        a. Your teas getting cold.

        MAGGIE

        you excuse us a minute?

        (to Ike)

        May I h you, please?

        Maggie moves toward door.

        IKE

        Bye, a... Bye, Grandam.

        eps over to Maggie in the doorway.

        MAGGIE

        I found t kno was

        someteresting.

        Maggie ;Kind of Blue."

        IKE

        (excited)

        Os Miles Davis. this

        is "King of Blue"! the

        inal rec. o find in

        good dition. here did you find

        this?

        MAGGIE

        (casual)

        It tic. It was jus

        sitting t.

        IKE

        Its valuable. o it.

        MAGGIE

        No. You take it.

        Seps outside, leaving Ike he record.

        IKE

        w kind of music

        I like and then finding me a rare album.

        Youre n to soften me up, are

        you?

        MAGGIE

        No -- Im ing an attic. I

        attempt the impossible.

        Surns and o the diner where Mrs. Pressman is

        outside ering plants. Ike looks after Maggie and then back

        do t makes him sad.

        CUt tO:

        INt. IKES CAR - LAtER t DAY

        Ike drives t food

        bag in hE INN hALE BAR, same dump of a

        tavern alked to barte.

        ANGLE ON: MAGGIES CAR parked a few cars down. he pulls over

        and parks. s out and speaks into ape recorder.

        I. thE INN hALE BAR -- DAY

        Ike approacheres a DRUNK MAN and a

        DOG sitting outside. Inside, he back,

        arms around eacely Maggie. ther is

        definitely not Bob.

        MAGGIE

        (coaxing)

        . Lets go.

        As Maggie    up,    its alter, Maggies

        father -- dead drunk.

        ALtER

        (belligerently)

        I

        your drivers lise...

        tumble and lurg toward Maggies car.

        MAGGIE

        Im ly her...

        Steady.

        ALtER

        (to Dog)

        Good boy, Port hole.

        MAGGIE

        eady.

        ALtER

        I c.

        (to Drunk)

        See you later, Mr. travis.

        (to Maggie)

        t guy has a problem... Maggie, you

        run everyones life but your own.

        Maggies rouble keeping eady as she car

        door. Ike is to er into the

        car.

        ALtER (td)

        Good daug thers pass

        out.

        alter passes out on t seat.

        MAGGIE

        ( difficulty)

        Ike... Please dont e anything

        about this --

        IKE

        No. Fet about it. Dont even think

        about it.

        Maggie looks at itude. She car

        door s.

        MAGGIE

        atch y, Dad.

        (to Ike)

        Im so tired of this.

        IKE

        you let    off in

        trunk. Ill take you for a ride.

        then well e back for him.

        (to Drunk on bench)

        Keep an eye on him.

        DRUNK MAN

        Im too loaded.

        IKE

        I alking to the dog.

        (turning to Maggie)

        All right?

        Maggie t t. Sakes a deep breath.

        MAGGIE

        Okay... Ill just grab my jacket.

        CUt tO:

        EXt. ROAD - LAtE DUSK tO NIGht

        Establishing of Ikes car driving.

        INt. IKES CAR - LAtE DUSK tO NIGht

        Maggie and Ike ride along.

        IKE

        My dad managed a business and two

        mistresses. ed me to be a

        . More?

        Maggie nods,

        IKE (td)

        My moted me to bee a

        musi. 0 for t at least

        Im a journalist and we all know

        journalism is literature in a hurry
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