Random scenes from the last supper: (not formatted)
INT. BAR DAY
Patty sits at the bar, alone, sips a cosmo. She checks her watch, glances around. The bar is half full, people sit around, drink, laugh. A MAN, thirty-ish, watches her from the bar corner.
He's very average looking. He finally gains the courage to approach her, casually strolls over, stands next to her. Patty doesn't even look over at him.
PATTY
(southern accent)
What? You look as nervous as a rooster in a hen house darlin'. Whadda you want?
MAN #2
I...I...I was just hoping I could buy you a drink.
PATTY
Well I declare, ain't that sweet. You look hotter than a two dollar pistol honey but I really gotta hit the road.
MAN #2
C'mon, just one, I love southern women.
Patty grabs the newspaper, stands, stares cold, loses her accent.
PATTY
(no accent-pissed)
I'm from Clearwater you moron.
She smiles, prances away from the confused man.
INT. PASQUA'S RISTORANTE ITALIANA DINING AREA DAY
Rocco enters, sets down coffees for Sally and Vinny. sits at table.
CARLO
Oookkaayyy.
(to Sally)
So where's Mr. Jr. Executive?
SALLY
I have no idea. He was right behind me leaving the hotel and ran back for something. I got tired of waiting.
ROCCO
He'd be fired with some companies.
SALLY
He's skating on thin fuckin' ice with me.
ROCCO
You know Sally, did anyone ever tell you...that...uhh, never mind.
SALLY
Let me finish that for you Rocco. How do you think I got to where I am? It sure as hell wasn't by kissing everyone's ass.
As Patty watches Sally, her mood changes, her eyes bug, she unfolds her arms, leans forward, impressed.
SALLY
I'm a woman and I've had to work twice as hard as a man to get to where I am. Yes, I got here by being a bitch, by, as you men say, kicking ass and taking names.
I'm not going to change Rocco, I've practiced being a bitch my entire life. People can either get in line and watch the movie with me or get out of my theatre...and make no mistake about it, it is my show and my theatre.
INT. DAWNS HOUSE BEDROOM NIGHT
Rocco and Dawn lay in bed, covers over them. Both breathe a bit heavy. A Batman mask sits on the nightstand.
DAWN
That was incredible...again. God, I love Batman.
(pauses smiles)
Really now...who the hell are you?
ROCCO
(leans up, turns to Dawn)
I am Batman, the most powerful man on the planet, feared by all those who choose a path of darkness.
DAWN
Well, I'm glad Superman didn't show up.
ROCCO
Why's that?
DAWN
Because he's faster than a speeding bullet.
INT. PASQUA'S RISTORANTE ITALIANA DINING ROOM TABLE DAY
Carlo sits with Joey and Stevie, both dressed in suit's. Harry, slow, ambles by the guys with his toolbox as he half listens.
CARLO
So you know this wasn’t my idea.
JOEY
Yeah, we know. Boss wants us to help out, we help out. Right Stevie?
STEVIE
Yeah, right, whatever you want.
CARLO
You’re not gonna bitch no matter what I give you to do?
JOEY
Nah, no bitch, no beefs, whatever.
KITCHEN LATER
Stevie has his tie & coat off, shirt sleeves rolled up. He stands at the sink and washes pots and pans. He’s not happy as he mumbles to himself.
STEVIE
This is bullshit. This is not what I signed up for. I can't believe it, I’m fucking washes dishes. No, I’m not out earning money, gambling and chasing women, I’m stuck in a fucking kitchen washing pots and pans. And in my good fuckin' pockets.
EXT. PASQUA'S RISTORANTE ITALIANA SIDEWALK - CONTINUOUS
Joey, angry, shoves the broom around the outside of the restaurant as he talks to himself.
JOEY
This is bullshit, I’m not a fucking janitor. I’m a fucking wiseguy, what kind of wiseguy sweeps sidewalks? I’ll tell you what kind of wiseguy sweeps sidewalks, an asshole.
