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Monday, February 16, 2009

The Telephone Number

FADE IN:

INT. BEDROOM. APARTMENT - NIGHT

MIKE frantically fingers the contents of his wallet.

MIKE
Where is that card? I finally have the
courage to call her and I can't find it!

He holds his wallet upside down, watching the waterfall of its contents cascade to his unmade bed.

MIKE
It was blue!

For the next half hour he inspects each item, discarding the unnecessary. Still, no blue business card. Despondent, he falls onto his bed; the loss of the card summing up his chaotic life.

MIKE
Think, Mike. Think.

He closes his eyes and concentrates. The first three numbers leap before him as he'd studied her number countless times. But the last four. Just as a child repeats the alphabet to reach that elusive letter, so he tried with numbers.

MIKE
One, two, three... It's three!

He scrambles for a notepad and proceeds until seven digits stare back at him; the telephone number he swore he had all along. His digital clock blares eleven o'clock.

MIKE
It's now or never!

As he dials, he visualizes the tall, slender blonde in her red, slinky dress flirting over a Martini.

MIKE
But I'm not in her league.

As the phone rings, he reminds himself that he wasn't bad looking, and how often he was told the glasses made him look like Clark Kent.

MIKE
Yeah, just as clumsy, too.
(a woman answers)
Oh, hello?

WOMAN (OFFSCREEN)
Hello?

MIKE
Mary?

MARY (OS)
Yes?

MIKE
Um. This is Mike. You may not remember
me since it's been...

MARY (OS)
(surprised)
I didn't think you'd ever call.

MIKE
(soaring)
Would you like to go out for dinner?
You would? I mean, Saturday? Seven thirty?
Sure, I know where it is. See you then, Mary.
Good night, Mary.

Mike dances around his bed, then collapses onto it, grinning.

A WEEK LATER

Mike rushes haphazardly, changing his Hanes underwear at least a dozen times. He would be late if he didn't step up his already frenetic pace.

INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

Mike follows the maitre d' who escorts him to a cozy table in the dimly lit corner at which sits a lovely, bespectacled woman.

MARY
(adjusting her glasses)
Mike?

MIKE
(mimicking her)
Mary?

As the excitement and anticipation hisses from his ego, Mary grins at him.

MARY
(gaily)
This is quite amusing.

As Mike looks at her, sheepishly,

MARY
(encouraging)
Obviously, there's been a little mistake,
but it doesn't mean we can't make the
best of it. What do you think?

MIKE
(grinning)
Sure.

After ordering a round of wine, he shares what had happened. Mary's LAUGHTER is contagious. The hours fly by. When they realize they're the last couple in the restaurant, they exchange awkward silences.

MIKE
Mary, I'd love to see you again.

MARY
So would I, Mike. But under one
condition.

MIKE
Which is?

MARY
(smiling)
You give me your telephone number.

MIKE
Agreed.

INT./EXT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

As they walk into the brisk night, Mary's hair bounces in sync with Mike's newfound spring in his step.

MIKE
Am I glad I lost that business card!

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

12 comments:

Mary Lou said...

I loved this. Great love story.

Borut said...

Haha. Those in 'love business' say: Business is business!?:)

Anonymous said...

Funny how life can throw you a curve--in the right direction! Cute story;)

tipper said...

Just perfect!! When you described the red dress I was thinking "now that isn't the kind of gal he needs" and then you went and fixed it for me! Great as always!

i beati said...

aha you slave to romance you - moi aussi Sandy

i beati said...

Johnny Depp and marisa Tomei wouldn't they be a hoot together??sk

Rowena said...

Nice one Petra. Keep up the good vibes!

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...
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LarryG said...

Serendipitous Petra strikes again.
Lovely happenstance!

Jay said...

Ah, yes, funny how life will do that to ya! I'm sure it happens, too!

That's a good one. :)

Mama Zen said...

This is so cute!

PV said...

Funny how the best things in life are often not planned....or the result of plans gone wrong. Laughing at this line:

Mike rushes haphazardly, changing his Hanes underwear at least a dozen times.

Nothing says fancy/sexy like Hanes. LOL