Pages 70-74.

As I was writing this scene, I realized we haven’t seen Claire in a while. I better fix that.

(Pages 70-74)
INT. SAUL’S HOME – EVENING

The house looks like it came out of a Godfather movie. Marble floors, Roman statues, generic large pictures of Italy on the walls.

Saul’s wife, CAROL, 65, walks into the house. The lights are turned off and candles light up the home. Carol seems a bit surprised.

CAROL
Saul?

SAUL (O.S.)
In here!

Carol walks down the hallway and enters the dining room. Saul is standing at the table waiting for Carol. The table is elegantly set with fine china, candles and a dozen rose centerpiece.

CAROL
What’s all this?

SAUL
It’s my way of saying I’m sorry.

CAROL
Saul…I…this isn’t nec…

SAUL
(interrupts)
I know this isn’t going to fix anything, but I think it’s important that you know how much I love you. I don’t think I tell you enough.

CAROL
No, you don’t. But……okay.

SAUL
Have a seat. Let’s just enjoy the evening.

Saul holds out the seat for Carol. She takes it.

Instead of sitting across from her on the long table, Saul sits down right next to her.

SAUL
Pierre!

CAROL
Who?

CHEF PIERRE, 45, enters wearing his chef apron.

PIERRE
Oui, monsieur?

SAUL
Nous faire une bouteille deChateau La Nerthe Chateauneuf-du-Pape Rouge, s’il vous plaît.

Pierre leaves.

SAUL
That’s Pierre from Giorgio’s. He’s here to make us a delicious French meal.

CAROL
Well, this is a first.

SAUL
I’m going to cut through the bullshit and not tiptoe around it. I know you know that I’ve had mistresses for much of our married life. And I know you decided to ignore it to keep the family whole and happy. I’m sorry I put that burden on you.

CAROL
(interrupting)
Saul, you don’t have to do this.

SAUL
But I do. Please. I don’t deserve you, and I know it. And I know that saying the other girls didn’t mean anything is a cliché, but it’s true.

CAROL
(interrupting)
I know it’s true, Saul. That’s not why I got so upset.

SAUL
(interrupting)
I know why you got upset.

Pierre walks in with the bottle of wine breaking the tension.

SAUL
Verser le vin, alors nous donner une minute, s’il vous plaît.

PIERRE
Assurément.

Pierre pours each of them a glass and exits.

SAUL
I know why you got upset. It’s because you don’t think I appreciate you enough.

CAROL
That’s a part of it Saul, but there’s more to it than that.

SAUL
What then?

CAROL
You used to come home and be so happy. So excited to see the kids, to see us. And when you were here, you were here. Your mind wasn’t off thinking about work or friends. That’s one of the reasons I didn’t care about the other women, because you never treated me worse. And, although I don’t want to admit it, I think having the other women made you happier and I didn’t want to take that happiness away. But, Saul, lately you’re not the same. When you’re here, you’re not here. Somethings going on and I got scared. It’s like you don’t love me anymore.

SAUL
Carol, that’s not it at all.

CAROL
Then what is it?

Saul starts fidgeting with the tablecloth.

SAUL
Eh, I don’t know. I think it’s boredom. You know, those kids of ours haven’t given us grandkids, I sold the restaurant. It’s just, what am I doing? It’s like I’m sitting around waiting to die. It scares the shit out of me. I miss the action.

Carol places her hand on Saul’s cheek. She leans in and kisses him.

CAROL
That’s why I love you so much, Saul. You live.

SAUL
There are many people that aren’t so happy about that.

CAROL
Fuck ’em.

They both laugh.

Saul fumbles around inside his jacket pocket and pulls out the jewelry box.

Saul gets down on one knee.

SAUL
Carol, honey, will you marry me, again?

Saul opens the box exposing the massive ring.

CAROL
(crying)
Yes, yes!

She leans over and kisses Saul.

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