I’ll admit, this is my favorite scene. Yes, I’m a pervert. Researching the items for Sophia’s costume was a lot of fun. I would post a picture of what I have in mind, but I can’t on my iPad. So how about a link (sans whip) instead?
A lot of thanks goes to my writing group for making this a better scene than the original. Maybe someday I’ll post it.
INT. PERRY’S APARTMENT – NIGHT
A loft apartment with a wide open space and very few items in it.
Perry opens a jar containing blocks of feta cheese, soaking in brine, and pulls out a chunk of feta. He places it on a plate. He closes the jar and puts it back into the fridge.
I had a little feta…
Perry slices a small sliver of feta and eats it. He then opens a loaf of french bread and rips it apart and places it on the plate next to the feta.
…a little french bread..
Perry grabs a bottle of wine and a wine glass. He uses a wine opener to open the wine and pours a generous portion.
…a little wine…
Perry grabs the glass of wine, takes a drink and walks over to his stereo. He plays a CD of Greek music.
…and listened to a little bit of Greek music.
Perry sits in a chair and listens to the music.
The doorbell rings.
Perry opens it.
SOPHIA, 20/30s, gorgeous woman, stands there with an extra-large purse around her shoulder.
Hey, baby. Come in, come in.
Sophia walks in and her and Perry kiss each other on each cheek.
How have you been?
Can’t complain. You want some wine?
Red’s my favorite. I’m going to make myself a little more comfortable.
Sophia enters the bathroom.
Perry pours her a glass of wine. He takes it to the bathroom door and knocks on it.
A hand emerges from the bathroom to take the glass.
She closes the door.
Perry has a seat on a bar stool at the kitchen counter. He then eats some of the feta and french bread while he finishes off his glass of wine. He pours himself another glass.
Sophia exits the bathroom holding a whip and wearing a red leather bustier, black satin opera gloves, black garter belt, thigh high fish net panty hose and high heels.
She cracks the whip.
So who’s been a naughty boy?
INT. APARTMENT BEDROOM
HUSBAND and WIFE, 50s, are laying in bed watching T.V.
The noise of screams, moaning, sex and whips is coming from the ceiling above interrupting their T.V. watching.
God damn it! How many times do I have to tell this asshole to be quiet? What time is it?
Husband gets out of bed and puts on his robe and slippers.
Where are you going?
I’m going to go have a talk with him. This is ridiculous.
Just give him a call. He always turns it down after you call him.
I call him all the time. It’s time a put a little scare into him.
Scare? That’ll be the day.
Husband is riding up the elevator. It stops and he exits.
INT. HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS
Husband walks down the hallway and arrives and Perry’s apartment. He knocks loudly.
Damn it, Perry, I can hear your T.V. downstairs again! How many times do I…
The door opens, interrupting the husband.
Sophia stands there with some of her costume still on. She has the whip in her hand, but her bustier is missing exposing her breasts. She’s also wearing a strap-on.
Perry is behind her tied to a contraption, naked, with a gag in his mouth.
You were saying?
I…uh….I…um…I,I,I um…I’m sorry.
Sophia slams the door in his face.
Perry and Martin are at the restaurant.
I just stayed at home and relaxed.
Perry takes a sip of his coffee.
So what did you do?
Oh, you know, the usual.