This is great.
No, it isn’t. You hate fudge.
Just how well do we know each
I told you. I know everybody.
Rita stops walking.
Did we ever…you know?
Did we ever! You were an animal.
You’re European trained, aren’t
Phil continues walking.
Phil! It’s not funny.
She catches up to him. Phil turns to her.
You weren’t interested.
She begins walking again.
Not that it would’ve been so
I just had to know whether to
smack you or not.
EXT. PARK – DAY
Phil and Rita are sitting on a park bench.
So do you believe any of this?
I don’t know. I don’t know how
else you could know so much.
Maybe it is really happening.
I used to try to stay up all
night sometimes. I thought if I
could stay conscious I could
figure out what was going on, or
at least hang onto something from
the day before. But I gave up on
that a long time ago.
Rita looks at him with compassion.
It sounds so– lonely.
(trying to shrug it
It’s not that bad. You get used
Rita comes to a decision.
Maybe I should spend the rest of
the day with you– as an
objective witness. Just to see
what happens. Okay?
Yeah, sure. That’d be okay.
INT. PHIL’S ROOM – NIGHT
A hat is lying on Phil’s bed. A playing card flies past. A
second playing card sails right into the hat. Another playing
card sails past, missing. Another playing card sails right in
Phil and Rita are tossing cards. Rita is missing. Phil is
It’s not in the wrist so much as
the fingers. Be the hat.
It would take me a year to get
good at this.
Uh-uh. Six months. Four, five
hours a day.
Is this what you do with
Now you know. It’s like waiting
for a bus that never comes . You
should see me play pool — and
bowling, juggling, hacky sack.
I can ride a unicycle.
There ‘ s a knock on the door .
I’ll get it!
Phil jumps for the door and opens it. The PIZZA GUY is there.
Hi, Marty. $11.75 including the
delivery charge, right?
U h hh h —
Phil pays him, takes the pizza and closes the door.
(opening the pizza box)
MMMM. Pepperoni and olives. My
Of course. I told you, I know
(taking a bite of
I don ‘ t think I ‘ d want to know
everything that ‘ s going to
happen. I like to be surprised.
That’s not the worst part.
What’s the worst part?
The worst part is starting over
everyday. Tomorrow you won’t
remember any of this. You’ll go
back to treating me like a
complete jerk —
It’s not your fault. I am a
No, you’re not.
Okay, I ‘ m not. It really doesn’t
make a lot of difference. I’ve
killed myself so many times, I
don’t even exist anymore. I’m
just completely empty.
Or completely clean.
If you’re going to be this
positive all the time I may have
to rough you up a little.
Wait! Have we done this before?
You getting me up here, the card
gam e, the pizza–
No, this is the first time.
Well how does it feel to be doing
something completely new?
Phil looks at her with tremendous affection and gratitude.
Good. Really good.
He takes a slice of pizza and starts eating with gusto.