Re: Help developing certain character storylines
Posted: Apr 3rd 2012, 10:22 pm
Angela with Patty, getting ready for the dance.]
ANGELA: Mom, It’s not a big deal.
PATTY: Angela, if you don’t want to go, you don’t have to. We can take the dress back; but, if you want to go, it’s okay to get excited. _ Is this about Jordan?
ANGELA: …Why do you say that?
PATTY: I think, maybe -- maybe, that you think this isn’t his type of thing, and so you don’t want to get too excited yourself.
ANGELA: [Quickly shutting her mother down] That’s not it. __ [Starting again, a little more honest] Do you think…
PATTY: Angela, don’t over think it; you’re supposed to be having fun. [Standing back and admiring her] Look at you. You’re beautiful.
ANGELA: Mom.
PATTY: Angela, you’re beautiful. Where’s Daddy?
* * *
[Angela opens the door to Jordan waiting on the front porch. She smiles, but is casual and nonchalant in her welcome.]
ANGELA: Hi. [Patty appears behind Angela, still holding the door open]
PATTY: Jordan! Come in!
JORDAN: [Greeting Angela as he enters] Hey.
PATTY: [To Jordan] Don’t kill me, I need pictures. Graham! [Danielle trots down the stairs and lingers on the landing. While Patty searches for the camera, Jordan leans in to Angela]
JORDAN: Hey; you look, beautiful. [She smiles]
ANGELA: Is it too? I know this isn’t your thing.
JORDAN: [Shrugs] You look good. [He kisses her] It could be cool. [Patty has the camera now and they move just a little apart]
GRAHAM: [Coming in from the office] Jordan, hey.
JORDAN: Hi.
PATTY: Okay, smile -- you both look great -- okay, 1, 2, 3. One more. [Jordan’s a little stiff, and not quite smiling; Angela is smiling, but not going overboard -- she’s pleased, but not taking the evening too seriously. Patty snaps a second and third photo; Jordan blinks at the flash and rubs his eyes]
DANIELLE: Where’s the flower?
ANGELA: Stop it. [Jordan doesn’t get that this is about him]
PATTY: Danielle.
DANIELLE: Isn’t there supposed to be a corsage?
ANGELA: [Abruptly] Okay, we’re going. [To Jordan] Don’t worry about it. [He wasn’t; she grabs her sweater]
GRAHAM: So uh, 11:00? [Angela makes a face indicating she doesn’t even remotely take this seriously] 10:30?
PATTY: 12:00 is fine. And, driving carefully? Yes?
JORDAN: [Angela nudges Jordan] Yes.
ANGELA: Okay, bye.
GRAHAM: Have fun. [They head down her front walk to his car]
ANGELA: I like the jacket.
JORDAN: Think it’ll do?
ANGELA: It looks great.
JORDAN: Not all that formal.
ANGELA: [Shrugs] It’s a high school prom, what do they want?
[Sitting in Jordan’s car, still on her street] ANGELA: Are you cool with this?
JORDAN: [He ignores her question] This is for you. [He hands her a corsage; she’s taken aback]
ANGELA: It’s beautiful. You didn’t have to. _ Thank you.
JORDAN: Tino picked it. __ I didn’t know it was a thing.
ANGELA: I have one for you, but, if…
JORDAN: [Jordan leans in and kisses her] Why not.
ANGELA: [She looks at him, a little bemused and incredulous] Look at you tonight. [(Meaning his attitude) -- she pins it on, looks at it, and gives him a light peck on the lips. As she moves away he kisses her for real] What’re the odds Tino actually makes it?
JORDAN: [Starting his car] No one knows.
ANGELA: Mom, It’s not a big deal.
PATTY: Angela, if you don’t want to go, you don’t have to. We can take the dress back; but, if you want to go, it’s okay to get excited. _ Is this about Jordan?
ANGELA: …Why do you say that?
PATTY: I think, maybe -- maybe, that you think this isn’t his type of thing, and so you don’t want to get too excited yourself.
ANGELA: [Quickly shutting her mother down] That’s not it. __ [Starting again, a little more honest] Do you think…
PATTY: Angela, don’t over think it; you’re supposed to be having fun. [Standing back and admiring her] Look at you. You’re beautiful.
ANGELA: Mom.
PATTY: Angela, you’re beautiful. Where’s Daddy?
* * *
[Angela opens the door to Jordan waiting on the front porch. She smiles, but is casual and nonchalant in her welcome.]
ANGELA: Hi. [Patty appears behind Angela, still holding the door open]
PATTY: Jordan! Come in!
JORDAN: [Greeting Angela as he enters] Hey.
PATTY: [To Jordan] Don’t kill me, I need pictures. Graham! [Danielle trots down the stairs and lingers on the landing. While Patty searches for the camera, Jordan leans in to Angela]
JORDAN: Hey; you look, beautiful. [She smiles]
ANGELA: Is it too? I know this isn’t your thing.
JORDAN: [Shrugs] You look good. [He kisses her] It could be cool. [Patty has the camera now and they move just a little apart]
GRAHAM: [Coming in from the office] Jordan, hey.
JORDAN: Hi.
PATTY: Okay, smile -- you both look great -- okay, 1, 2, 3. One more. [Jordan’s a little stiff, and not quite smiling; Angela is smiling, but not going overboard -- she’s pleased, but not taking the evening too seriously. Patty snaps a second and third photo; Jordan blinks at the flash and rubs his eyes]
DANIELLE: Where’s the flower?
ANGELA: Stop it. [Jordan doesn’t get that this is about him]
PATTY: Danielle.
DANIELLE: Isn’t there supposed to be a corsage?
ANGELA: [Abruptly] Okay, we’re going. [To Jordan] Don’t worry about it. [He wasn’t; she grabs her sweater]
GRAHAM: So uh, 11:00? [Angela makes a face indicating she doesn’t even remotely take this seriously] 10:30?
PATTY: 12:00 is fine. And, driving carefully? Yes?
JORDAN: [Angela nudges Jordan] Yes.
ANGELA: Okay, bye.
GRAHAM: Have fun. [They head down her front walk to his car]
ANGELA: I like the jacket.
JORDAN: Think it’ll do?
ANGELA: It looks great.
JORDAN: Not all that formal.
ANGELA: [Shrugs] It’s a high school prom, what do they want?
[Sitting in Jordan’s car, still on her street] ANGELA: Are you cool with this?
JORDAN: [He ignores her question] This is for you. [He hands her a corsage; she’s taken aback]
ANGELA: It’s beautiful. You didn’t have to. _ Thank you.
JORDAN: Tino picked it. __ I didn’t know it was a thing.
ANGELA: I have one for you, but, if…
JORDAN: [Jordan leans in and kisses her] Why not.
ANGELA: [She looks at him, a little bemused and incredulous] Look at you tonight. [(Meaning his attitude) -- she pins it on, looks at it, and gives him a light peck on the lips. As she moves away he kisses her for real] What’re the odds Tino actually makes it?
JORDAN: [Starting his car] No one knows.