FADE IN:
EXT. PONCHO'S MEXICAN RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Modern day. A strip mall in Santa Barbara with a 7-11 and
a liquor store. A Mexican waiter runs across the parking lot from the
7-11 to the back of the restaurant carrying a small cake.
INT. PONCHO'S mexican restaurant, KITCHEN - NIGHT
Waiter
runs in, places the cake on the counter. Other WAITERS gather around. The HEAD
WAITER puts a candle in the cake, lights it. They all laugh and talk among
themselves. The Head Waiter picks it up and leaves the kitchen, followed by the
other Waiters.
INT. PONCHO'S MEXICAN RESTAURANT - NIGHT
The
Head Waiter and other Waiters walk to a table of five people, all in their late
twenties and having a good time.
TINA
could be attractive but normally looks plain, like her clothes. Underneath the
fun she's having tonight, she's lonely.
KEITH
wears a suit and a bad mood. His negativity is apparent even without speaking.
LUKE
and ERIKA are married. Luke has strong manly features, muscular and scary,
until his "puppy smile" appears. Don't mess with Luke unless you're
Erika. Erika, the Amazon successful business woman, knows how to play the
aggressive card and be in control, especially of Luke.
CHLOE
is gorgeous, free spirited, easy and bold. She's had a
lot of plastic surgery and she's not afraid to point it out.
The
Head Waiter sets the cake in front of a confused Keith and the table goes
quiet.
WAITERS
(singing "Happy Birthday"
song)
Happy divorcio to you. Happy divorcio to you. Happy divorcio to you, panchito. Happy divorcio to you.
The five and all the Waiters clap and cheer.
KEITH
Trust me when I say this wasn't necessary.
TINA
We love you, Keith.
KEITH
Like death, taxes and shit, divorce happens. It's not Dolores's
fault or mine. So don't blame her when you see her.
ERIKA
Keith, we do love you but I swear if you start getting
philosophical after only two Margaritas, we'll need to start tequila shots.
MARK
dressed in a suit, runs to the table, looking panicked. He is handsome and
serious in a cute way, late twenties, and very organized, not a hair out of
place, not a thread sticking out on his clothes.
MARK
Sorry, I'm late but I--
TINA, KEITH, LUKE, CHLOE, ERIKA
Had to work late.
All
laugh. Keith goes to high-five Luke and misses his hand.
LUKE
Dude, why are you working on a Saturday?
TINA
Where's Wendy?
MARK
Uhm, it--
TINA, KEITH, LUKE, CHLOE, ERIKA
Didn't work out.
All
laugh. Mark sits down, motions to a waiter.
MARK
I obviously need to catch up. Waiter, the
biggest Cadillac Margarita you have, no salt, extra Cadillac.
ERIKA
So how many times did you and Wendy go out?
MARK
Three, including the blind date I couldn't make.
(looks at the cake)
I see I missed the divorce cake. Sorry. Did I miss Keith's
philosophy and Tina's proclamation of love?
ERIKA
Yes but you're just in time for my husband to say something
stupid and for me to get pissed.
LUKE
Yes dear.
ERIKA
See!
EXT. PONCHO'S MEXICAN RESTAURANT - NIGHT
The
Mexican Waiter runs across the parking lot from the liquor store to the back of
the restaurant caring many bottles of tequila.
INT. PONCHO'S MEXICAN RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Mark,
Tina, Erika, Luke, Keith and Chloe still drink at their table littered with
empty Margarita glasses. The restaurant employees clean up the vacant
restaurant, putting chairs up, sweeping. Mark staggers as he stands and lifts
his shot glass filled with tequila. Mark struggles with a lime and has salt on
the back of his hand.
MARK
Okay, this time we're going to toast Dolores.
KEITH
The bitch.
MARK
No, no, no. She was our friend and we wish her happiness in her
new chapter with her dog groomer.
TINA
That's sweet, Mark.
MARK
To the bitch!
Mark,
Erika, Luke and Chloe laugh while Keith becomes sad and Tina looks at Mark
surprised. They all lick the salt, drink the tequila and suck the lime in
different sequences. Luke confusingly looks at his hands. Mark sits down,
almost missing his chair.
LUKE
I forget, dude, is it tequila, lime, then salt? Not that it
matters.
ERIKA
This is why I let you marry me- you're cute, strong, and dumb.
Just the way I like my Labradors.
LUKE
(lovingly)
I hate you!
ERIKA
(affectionately)
I hate you too, baby.
HEAD WAITER
Excuse me senors and senoritas but we
need to close up.
CHLOE
(purring to the Head Waiter)
How about one more round of taxis and could you call us
tequilas?
TINA
Okay, we're all tequilas.
They
all laugh, except Keith, still deep in thought. Head Waiter angrily leaves.
KEITH
I still can't believe it's over. I mean, it didn't even start. I
made so many mistakes. But, but next time, next time I won't make them.
Keith
pauses then stands up, raising his empty shot glass. Head Waiter comes over
with more tequila shots and limes. Other restaurant employees follow. They are
upset and holding brooms and mops like clubs. Keith lifts up a full shot glass,
spilling it. Mark tries to catch the falling tequila with his empty glass.
KEITH
Everyone should be married twice so they can make all their
mistakes the first time. You know, get them out of the way.
TINA
(raises glass)
And live hap everily afterwards.
Mark
excitedly stands up and puts his arm around Keith. Employees move in closer,
trying to intimidate the six.
MARK
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the love genius of Santa
Barbara, California. Keith Moen, that is the greatest
idea you've ever had. Wow!
The
friends clap. They hear a lot of applause and look around to see all the
employees standing around the table, clapping in a mock way. Luke picks up the
check.
LUKE
Time to go, el dudes and la duditas.
(looking at check)
Who had the chimichanga?
Erika
grabs the check.
ERIKA
Give me that. I'll pay and we can settle up when you all come
over for charades Friday at seven. Or seven-thirty if you're
Mark.
The six
get ready to leave.
MARK
Guys, don't forget tennis tomorrow morning!
KEITH
I'll be there but I'm sure my game will suck.
LUKE
It always does. I'll be there, dude.
Erika
stares at Luke, who jumps in fear.
LUKE
Maybe.
INT. TINA'S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHT
Chloe
and Tina walk through the front door, tired and drunk.
CHLOE
Woot! That was so much fun! I even got phone numbers from guys when
I went to the little senorita room.
Tina
walks in her bedroom, turns on her light.
TINA
I'm exhausted. Night.
Tina
collapses on her bed. She raises her head and looks at the closet. She goes
inside, digs through her things until she pulls out a shoe box. Tina sits it on
the bed and opens it. She pulls out a ring case and lifts the lid to reveal a
plastic ring with a folded note.
Behind
Tina, Chloe appears at the doorway and quietly watches Tina read the note.
INSERT
NOTE: "Love you forever, maybe even beyond high school graduation. :)
Mark."
EXT. UC SANTA BARBARA TENNIS COURTS - DAY
Mark
and Keith barely stand on opposite ends of the tennis court, both painfully
hung over. Mark serves the ball and it goes into the net. He grunts. Mark
serves again and it goes in the service box. Keith watches it go by him without
moving or swinging his racket.
KEITH
It's in. Point, set and match. You win.
MARK
That's the first point. We just started.
KEITH
I don't think I can swing the racket without puking. Remember
when we were students here and we could drink all night and get up and play
tennis early in the morning? Twenty-eight is too old for this.
MARK
You're twenty-nine.
KEITH
Damn!
Mark's
cell phone rings. He pulls it out of his pocket, tries to read it.
MARK
Luke can't make it. Something came up.
KEITH
If I play, something will come up for me too. I'm sure Erika had
other plans for him.
MARK
I think she has something against tennis. Or
Luke. Want to try and play?
KEITH
Not really.
MARK
Good. Me either.
Mark
and Keith slowly walk over to their tennis bags on the side of the court and
put their rackets and balls away.
MARK
I liked your idea last night.
KEITH
I was just kidding around.
MARK
I might do it.
KEITH
You? Your idea of a long relationship is five dates.
MARK
I had six once with...
(beat)
What was her name?
KEITH
I don't know. It hurts too much to think. I'm going back to our
apartment where I will fall to sleep watching reality shows on the science
fiction channel.
Mark
and Keith leave the court dragging their feet and tennis bags.
MARK
I could do it, you know, get married for a short time.
KEITH
It's a dumb, drunken idea. Mark, be realistic. You couldn't even
finish one year. Now point me to the bathroom or the nearest bush.
EXT. RICKY'S HOUSE - DAY
Mark, still in his tennis clothes and dragging his tennis bag,
walks up to the front door of an expensive home. He knocks. EILEEN, an
attractive woman in her forties who looks like she has been through a lot of
grief in her life, answers the door. She just woke up. Mark and Eileen are
barely cordial to each other.
MARK
Hi Irene, is my dad here?
EILEEN
You know my name is Eileen, why do you keep doing this?
MARK
It's just that your name is so similar to Dad's fourth wife.
Irene, Eileen. See?
EILEEN
That was two wives ago. Come in, I'll wake him up.
INT. RICKY'S HOUSE - DAY
Eileen
walks off as Mark enters and looks at the old grandfather clock that says 1:00.
He shakes his head. RICKY walks in, tying his silk robe, just out of bed. Ricky
is in his late fifties but dresses and acts like he is his son's age. A walking mid-life crisis.
RICKY
Marky Mark, what are you doing here so early? Can I get you some
coffee, a latte, a Bloody Mary? All of the above?
Ricky
laughs at his own joke.
MARK
Just water, thanks Dad.
RICKY
Stop calling me "Dad". I'm not your father figure kind
of guy anymore; I'm one of your buds.
(British accent)
I say old bean, shall we sit in the garden and sip our nectar
like British gentlemen at tea time?
MARK
Jolly good.
EXT. RICKY'S HOUSE, BACKYARD GARDEN - DAY
Mark
and Ricky sit on expensive patio furniture. Mark drinks a big glass of water.
Ricky has a glass of orange juice, bottle of water, and cup of coffee all
evenly lined up on a table. He takes turns drinking from each one.
RICKY
So I said "my fee is ten percent of your gross annual
income or whatever it costs to re-landscape my backyard, take your pick."
MARK
The yard looks nice but I liked the other design too. And the one before that. And the on--
RICKY
Okay, point noted. So what's up? We usually have dinner on
Sundays, not breakfast.
MARK
Actually, it's lunch time.
Ricky
looks around at the sky and sun.
RICKY
Looks like you're right. When did that happen? No matter, what's
the buzz? Tell me what's a happening?
Mark
looks around to make sure Eileen is not around.
MARK
You don't talk about Mom much. You two were happy right?
RICKY
Of course. But like everything there were good and bad
times.
MARK
Do you think if she had lived you'd still be married?
RICKY
Okay, what's this all about? You're too young for the "what
the hell just happened and how did I get here" phase of life.
MARK
I'm thinking of getting married.
Ricky
jumps up in excitement.
RICKY
This is great! Who is she? Not that it matters since I never
meet any of your gals.
(calls out)
Hey Lady E, my son's getting married! Get the champagne.
MARK
Actually, I don't know who it is.
RICKY
(calls out)
Eileen! Put the champagne back.
MARK
Remember my friend Keith?
RICKY
Your old college roommate? You're marrying Keith? I mean, that's cool.
Whatever floats your boat.
MARK
It's not that. He just got a divorce--
RICKY
(calls out)
Wife o' mine! Get the champagne!
(to Mark)
Good for Keith!
MARK
And he feels that everyone should get married twice so they can
get all their mistakes out of the way the first time which will lead to a happy
marriage the second time around. I'm thinking of doing that.
RICKY
(calls out)
Eileen, bring a case!
(turns to Mark)
You want to play house?
MARK
No, it would be an actual marriage. I wanted to bounce the idea
off of you since you know so much about marriage. Or should I say
"marriages."
RICKY
Actually, after six marriages I know more about what makes a
marriage fail than what makes it succeed. I can give you a long list of the
mistakes my wives have made.
MARK
What do you think of the idea? Maybe just for
one year.
RICKY
What the hell. That theory's as good as any. When your mom died,
everything changed. I found out that tomorrow isn't a guarantee. No matter how
much you plan. So I live each day as though it may be my last. Go for it!
Ricky
claps and the sprinklers go on.
RICKY
I keep forgetting I now have clap-on sprinklers. Whenever you
find your future ex-wife, bring her by my office and we'll draw up some legal
papers.
MARK
Thanks. I just want to make sure when I get married for real
that I have a happy union like you and Mom had.
Behind
Mark, Eileen holds two opened bottles of champagne. After hearing Mark's comment,
she pours the champagne over both of them and storms out.
RICKY
If it works, I may try it.