第六感生死缘Meet Joe Black Movie Script

PARRISH:

Sure.

JENNIFER:

Lunch is 'in' today, have you given it any thought --_

PARRISH:

(interrupting) No. Nothing.

JENNIFER:

Nothing? Parrish is within himself, doesn't answer. JENNIFER (cont'd) Why don't I think of something? Parrish still doesn't answer, however Jennifer is satisfied, correctly hearing his silence as an affirmative. She has her hand on the door, 'Open' or 'Closed'? He nods and she closes it. Utter silence again. Parrish's eyes search the room, nothing there. INT. CORINTH COFFEE SHOP, YORK AVENUE, DAY The place has cleared out now, the counterman busy bussing tables laden with dishes and cups, Susan and the Young Man are still at the counter, but about to leave.

YOUNG MAN:

...It's kind of a pro bono job.

SUSAN:

'Pro bono'. That means doing good -- Going to be doing good all your life?

YOUNG MAN:

I know what you're saying. Doesn't pay very well. Depends on the woman I marry. Maybe she'd like a bigger house, a better car, lotsa kids, college doesn't come cheap --

SUSAN:

You'd give up what you want for the woman you marry?

YOUNG MAN:

I would. Susan rises now, the Young Man with her, leaving money for their checks they head for the door. YOUNG MAN (cont'd) If I married you, I'd want to give you what you wanted, I know it's old fashioned and all that, but what's wrong with taking care of a woman? She takes care of you.

SUSAN:

You'll have a hard time finding a woman like that these days --

YOUNG MAN:

You never know. Lightning could strike. Susan at the door now, pauses abruptly, her eyes on the Young Man. EXT. CORINTH COFFEE SHOP, YORK AVENUE - DAY The Young Man holds the door for Susan as they step out onto the street. Susan is staring at him now, he smiles, all open and vulnerable.

SUSAN:

I've got to go --

YOUNG MAN:

Did I say something wrong?

SUSAN:

No, it was so right it scares me.

YOUNG MAN:

I've been thinking... I don't want you to be my doctor. Because I don't want you to examine me.

SUSAN:

Why?

YOUNG MAN:

Because I like you so much. (a moment) You have coffee here every morning, don't you? If I came by, could you give me the name of a doctor? Another moment.

SUSAN:

Sure, I'll give you the name of a doctor. (a moment) ...And I don't want to examine you.

YOUNG MAN:

Why not?

SUSAN:

Because I like you so much. Now I've got to go. She hurries away down the sidewalk, the Young Man watching her. Now he turns and starts off in the opposite direction.ANOTHER ANGLE - SUSAN She looks back at the Young Man, then turns and walks on. ANOTHER ANGLE - THE YOUNG MAN He looks back at Susan as the distance between them widens, now he turns and walks on.

ON SUSAN:

She looks around once more but the Young Man is still headed in the opposite direction, his back to her. She turns the corner and continues on. ON THE YOUNG MAN Approaching the corner, he looks back for Susan yet again, but she is gone, still turned he steps off into the street and a hospital supplies truck, speeding down the curb lane, HITS HIM BROADSIDE, a horrific impact, the THUD echoes as his body arcs through the air. Another sickening THUD as it lands, the Young Man lies crumpled, still.

ALLISON:

...Music, I know how you love music, Daddy, and I want to have music that pleases you -- and of course doesn't put a thousand other people to sleep -- I've agonized over this and finally settled on Sidney Brown, twenty-four men, very eclectic, plus I'm feathering in a Latin sextet on their breaks - Tito Puente, Trini Lopez-zy, I forget their names -- Parrish has tuned Allison out, he tried to stay with it, but his mind has wandered, the event of the day too much with him. ALLISON (cont'd) You haven't heard a word, have you? I keep talking and all you do is nod like Mr. Himmelfass in The Nutcracker. Parrish still doesn't answer.ALLISON (cont'd) You don't care, do you?

PARRISH:

What, honey?

ALLISON:

I lay awake nights in a cold sweat, I want this party to be like some- thing Mom would have made for you, I want it to be perfect --

PARRISH:

(attentive now) I know you do, darling.