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Scripts: Vertigo (12/Sep/1957) - part 9

       INT. ERNIE'S RESTAURANT, UPSTAIRS ROOM - (NIGHT)

       The room is filled with diners; waiters come and go. There 
       is a sound of chatter and a slight clatter of dishes at a 
       side table. We are looking from the bar, and at a table 
       against the far wall we see Judy and Scottie, dining. They 
       are talking amiable; Scottie is being genial and 
       companionable, but there is no particular sense of intimacy.  
       Judy looks about quite a bit, obviously admiring the room, 
       and the food and the clothes of the people about her. She is 
       dressed neatly, but more simply and more cheaply than are 
       the other women in the room, and she is conscious of it, and 
       keeps fiddling with the shoulders at her dress.

       During this, a party of diners enters, is greeted by the 
       captain, and is led across the room toward an empty table 
       near Judy and Scottie. We go with them winding among the 
       tables. As we get very close to Scottie, he looks up and 
       becomes rigid, and stares. A woman has just gone by him to 
       take seat at the neighboring table. Her hair is blonde and 
       is done exactly as was Madeleine's; from the rear she could 
       easily be Madeleine. But then she turns and sits down, 
       glancing at Scottie as she does, and we see that it is not 
       Madeleine. A moment, then Scottie looks away. Judy is staring 
       at him anxiously. It is her first defeat and her first 
       victory: defeat, in that although he is with her he is still 
       searching; victory, in that she is sure, now, that he does 
       not think she is Madeleine.

                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

       EXT. JUDY'S HOTEL - (NIGHT)

       Scottie's car drives up and comes to a stop. He gets out, 
       comes around and opens the other door and helps Judy out.  
       They stand there for a moment, then start for the front door.

                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

       INT. JUDY HOTEL, UPSTAIRS CORRIDOR - (NIGHT)

       Judy opens her door, flicks the light switch, and turns to 
       Scottie in the doorway.

                               JUDY
               Thank you again. Good-night.

                               SCOTTIE
               Can I see you tomorrow?

                               JUDY
               Tomorrow night? Well --

                               SCOTTIE
               Tomorrow morning.

                               JUDY
               Tomorrow m -- but I have to go to 
               work. I've got a job.

                               SCOTTIE
               Don't go.

                               JUDY
                       (Smiling)
               And what will I live on? My oil wells 
               in Texas?

                               SCOTTIE
               I'll take care of you.

                               JUDY
                       (Flatly)
               Oh, Well, thank very much. But no 
               thanks.

                               SCOTTIE
               No, Judy, you don't understand.

                               JUDY
               Oh, I understand, all right. I've 
               been understanding since I was 
               seventeen. And the next step is, as 
               long as you're going to see me 
               tomorrow, why don't you stay the 
               night.

                               SCOTTIE
               No.

                               JUDY
               No? Then what?

                               SCOTTIE
               I just want to see you as much as I 
               can!

                               JUDY
               As friends? We'd just see a lot of 
               each other as friends, and you'd 
               "take care of me"?

                               SCOTTIE
               Yes.

                               JUDY
               Why?
                       (No answer)
               Because I remind you of someone?
                       (No answer)
               That's not very complimentary.
                       (Pause)
               And nothing would... happen...

                               SCOTTIE
               No.

                               JUDY
               That's not very complimentary, either.

       She turns away and wanders into the room toward the window.  
       She sits down in the chair to think it over, looking straight 
       ahead, in profile to Scottie and to the window. Scottie stares 
       at her, then suddenly reaches out and snaps off the light.

                               JUDY
                       (Frightened)
               Listen, what'd you do that for?!?!

       She starts to rise.

                               SCOTTIE
                       (Quickly)
               No, Judy, I'm not going to move!  
               Please! Stay in the chair!

                               JUDY
               Why?!

                               SCOTTIE
               Please! And don't look at me.

       She subsides in the chair, and obeys, looking straight ahead 
       again, holding very still, apprehensive. The only light in 
       the room is from the street lamp outside, and it silhouettes 
       Judy in profile, robbing her of hair-color, robbing her of 
       makeup, and Scottie stares across at her, unsure, wishing he 
       could persuade himself.

                               SCOTTIE
                       (Softly)
               Will you, Judy?

                               JUDY
                       (Slowly, anxiously)
               I suppose I could phone the store in 
               the morning, and say I'm sick.

       Another pause.

                               SCOTTIE
                       (Gently)
               Good night, Judy.

       He goes out, closing the door. Judy sits still, staring 
       straight ahead. She raises a hand slowly and rubs the side 
       of her face.

                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

       EXT. GOLDEN GATE PARK - (DAY)

       It is a bright, sunny day. On a lovely green slope, young 
       couples are stretched out making love. We see a pretty young 
       girl sitting, and her young man lying on the grass at right 
       angles with his head on her lap. She is playing with his 
       hair. She bends down and kisses him.

       The CAMERA MOVES ON, searching for Scottie and Judy, and 
       comes upon another couple in a close embrace.  The CAMERA 
       MOVES ON and discovers Scottie and Judy strolling along the 
       path at the foot of the slope. Judy is looking at the loving 
       couples with wistful envy. Scottie is admiring the scenery 
       in other direction. He holds a bag of popcorn.  Judy looks 
       up at him with gentle longing. He glances down at her and 
       smiles companionably, and offers her the popcorn.  She takes 
       some and smiles back as well as she can.

                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

       INT. DANCE FLOOR, FAIRMONT HOTEL - (NIGHT)

       The lighting in the room is low, the orchestra is playing 
       "Isn't It Romantic", there are many couples on the floor, 
       dancing romantically. It's romantic as hell. We find Scottie 
       and Judy dancing, nicely, but rather sedately. Judy looks up 
       at him once in a while, wishing she could get a bit closer, 
       although he is not by any means keeping her at a distance.

                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

       EXT. POST STREET, OUTSIDE GUMPS - (DAY)

       There is a flower stand - known to all San Franciscans -- at 
       the curb opposite the main entrance to Gumps, and Scottie 
       and Judy have stopped there to pick a flower for her to wear. 
       It is a bright, fresh morning. There is a display of corsages, 
       made up, ready to wear. The Vendor stands beside them as 
       they pick and choose. They seem quite happy.

                               JUDY
               I like that one.

                               SCOTTIE
               No, there. There's a good one. Do 
               you like that?

                               JUDY
               Yes --

       The one Scottie has pointed out is remarkably like the nosegay 
       in the portrait, though smaller and not an exact copy.

                               SCOTTIE
               We'll take that one.

                               VENDOR
               Very nice. And fresh. I just made it 
               up.

       He pins the nosegay on Judy.

                               VENDOR
               That'll be a dollar four.  Scottie 
               pays him

                               JUDY
               It's beautiful.

                               SCOTTIE
               Okay. Now we're going to buy you 
               some clothes.

                               JUDY
               Honest?

       He has started her across the middle of the street in the 
       midst of traffic, and they have to run.

                               SCOTTIE
               There's Ransohoff's. Nothing but the 
               best. Come on.

                               JUDY
                       (Happy and breathless)
               But Scottie, you don't have to!

                               SCOTTIE
               I want to! Come on!

       They go dodging across the street.

                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

       INT. RANSOHOFF'S - (DAY)

       A spacious room on the second floor. Judy and Scottie are 
       being waited on by a middle-aged saleswoman. A girl Assistant 
       stands nearby. Draped about on neighboring chairs are several 
       suits. Scottie looks tense. His jaw is set.  Judy looks at 
       him wonderingly. A model enters wearing a grey tweed suit, 
       and parades before them.

                               SCOTTIE
               No, that's not it. Nothing like it.

                               SALESWOMAN
               But you said grey, sir.

                               SCOTTIE
               Not tweed -- it's a smoother material, 
               with a larger collar and belted.
                       (Indicates with hands)

       He puts his hands to his waist.

                               JUDY
               But I like that one, Scottie.

                               SCOTTIE
               No, it's not right.

                               SALESWOMAN
                       (Cheerfully)
               The gentleman seems to know what he 
               wants.
                       (To the model)
               All right. Well, we'll find it.

       She goes and whispers to the Assistant, during the following, 
       and the Assistant follows the model out.

                               JUDY
                       (Slightly apprehensive)
               Scottie, what are you doing?

                               SCOTTIE
               I'm trying to buy you a suit.

                               JUDY
               But I loved the second one she wore.
               And this one --
                       (She touches a suit 
                       on the chair)
               -- is beautiful.

                               SCOTTIE
               They're none of them right.

                               JUDY
               But why?

       The saleswoman has a sudden thought.

                               SALESWOMAN
               Oh!!  I think I know the suit you 
               mean!  We had it -- oh, it must be 
               sometime ago!  Let me go see. We may 
               still have the model.

       And she hurries away into the back room. Judy looks at Scottie 
       with wondering, understanding eyes.

                               JUDY
               You're looking for the suit she wore!  
               For me?!?

       Scottie looks at her anxiously, not wanting an argument.

                               JUDY
                       (Repelled)
               You want me to dress like her?

                               SCOTTIE
               Judy, I just want you to look nice.  
               And I know what kind of suit would 
               look well on you.

                               JUDY
               Ah, no!!! I don't want to be dressed 
               like someone dead!

                               SCOTTIE
               Judy --

                               JUDY
               It's a horrible idea! Is that what 
               I'm here for? To make you feel that 
               you're with someone that's dead?

       She has risen from her chair, appalled, and close to tears.  
       The Saleswoman enters briskly.

                               SALESWOMAN
               She'll be out in a moment.

                               SCOTTIE
               Now, Judy, it isn't anything to get --

                               JUDY
               No, I won't do it!!

       She walks away. Scottie follows her.

                               SCOTTIE
               Judy!!

       The saleswoman watches the altercation with interest. The 
       two are out of earshot, now, but what they're seems pretty 
       evident. 

       Scottie is being urgently persuasive, Judy is staring at the 
       floor, shaking her head, fighting the tears. The following 
       is distant and blurred.

                               SCOTTIE
               Judy, it can't make much difference 
               to you. I just want to see how you'd 
               look and I know it won't be the same, 
               but --

                               JUDY
               No, I don't want any clothes! I don't 
               want anything! I want to get out of 
               here!

                               SCOTTIE
                       (strongly)
               Judy, you've got to do this for me!  
               Please!

       She looks up at him, frightened, and at that moment he sees 
       the model enter, wearing the grey suit.

                               SCOTTIE
               Yes! That's it!

                               SALESWOMAN
               I thought so!

                               JUDY
               I don't like it!

                               SCOTTIE
               We'll take it! Will it fit?

                               SALESWOMAN
               Oh, yes! It may need some slight 
               alterations, but it is madam's size.
                       (To the model)
               All right, dear.
                       (To Judy)
               We'll have it for you to try in a 
               moment.

                               SCOTTIE
               How soon can it be altered?

                               SALESWOMAN
               Well...

                               SCOTTIE
               Can we have it by tonight?

                               SALESWOMAN
               Well, if it's absolutely necessary...

                               SCOTTIE
               Yes, it is. Now, I want to look at 
               an evening dress, a dinner dress, 
               black -- short -- long sleeves -- 
               with a neck cut this...
                       (Indicates square 
                       neck)
               ...and the skirt out.
                       (Indicates full skirt 
                       with his hands)

                               JUDY
                       (Appealing)
               Scottie --

       He whirls on her with blazing eyes and stares at her 
       commandingly, and Judy shrinks a little.

                               SALESWOMAN
                       (Laughs, embarrassed)
               My, you certainly do know what you 
               want, sir. I'll see what we have.

       She goes into the back room. Judy and Scottie remains as 
       they were, their eyes fixed on each other. But Judy is cowed.

                                                                DISSOLVE T0:

       INT. RANSOHOFF'S, SHOE SALON - (DAY)

       Open on a SHOT of Judy's legs, standing in new, high-heeled 
       brown shoes. On the floor around her are other shoes and 
       shoe boxes scattered haphazardly.

                               SCOTTIE'S VOICE
               All right. Walk.

       The legs start to walk, and the scene opens up as Judy walks 
       away from the CAMERA, and we find Scottie seated, watching, 
       and a shoe salesman in attendance. Judy sways a bit on the 
       high heels in a way that could be reminiscent of Madeleine.  
       She stops and turns, and stands staring at Scottie, without 
       expression.

                               SCOTTIE
               All right. That's it. Do you have in 
               black, too?

                               SALESMAN
               Yes, we have.

                               SCOTTIE
               All right.

       He looks at Judy and meets her gaze steadfastly.

                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

       INT. SCOTTIE'S APARTMENT - (NIGHT)


...continue to part 10