September 22, 2003

Went a little picture happy! :)

[Hotel Room]
(Dillon has walked in and shut the door. He's staring at Georgie who is smiling. She starts to spin around to give him the full picture)
Dillon: Don't...don't move. This is like a real-life magic movie moment and I don't really want to miss it.
Georgie: (Nervous) Wow. You look amazing. And, you know, you're right about the whole movie thing. I mean, we even match. You know like Fred who-is-it and...and Ginger...
Dillon: (Still staring at her) Astaire and Rogers.
Georgie: Yeah, them. Hey, you know, (Dillon starts walking around her, his eyes never leaving her) I can't believe it it's us here, all night, together, and all dressed up, and candlelit. There's even a storm outside. And I'm talking like some demented doll. (Dillon is now standing on the opposite side of her from when she started rambling and his eyes still haven't left her) I'm already doing everything wrong. I am such a geek. If you want to just run out the door, screaming, please don't let me stop...(Dillon puts a finger on her lips)
Dillon: It's a foreign film, French with subtitles. So we play it, not say it. (Takes his finger away and hums as he walks over to the champagne bucket. He pulls out the champagne and pops the cork and accidentally sprays Georgie)

(Georgie has taken her hair down and is drying it with a towel)
Georgie: So much for my fabulous new do.
(Dillon dims the lights)
Dillon: (Looks at her) I think you look just as amazing as ever.
Georgie: Right. (Puts the towel down and walks towards the bed)
Dillon: I'm serious. I mean, you know, forget your hair, forget the champagne. I mean, all we need is atmosphere. And we got that covered...candles, flowers, (holds up a finger) and...(turns on cd player that plays Ravel's "Bolerio". Georgie smiles) "He walked toward her slowly" (slowly starts walking towards Georgie) "savoring the journey. Their eyes were locked, and burned like lasers into each other's souls. He touched her face," (touches her face) her skin was soft and inviting, like a peach, a ripe peach ready to be plucked."
Georgie: "A ripe peach"?
Dillon: (Holds finger up) No comment. No commentary. (Laughs and brings his hand back up to her face) "He kissed her luscious (starts to lean down towards her lips) lips (kisses her) and then her elegant neck (kisses her neck). Uh, his heart was racing, his breath quickened and as if with a mind of its own, his hand (Georgie moves closer to him) reached around (moves his hand to the back of her dress) her backside in search of (fumbling with the zipper) a zipper". (Can't get the zipper down, Georgie laughs) Um...uh...(CD starts to skip and Dillon looks) Man, this....Ahh! (Walks over to the CD player)
Georgie: "He turned off the damn CD (Dillon turns off the CD) Who needs it? They have the atmosphere, that's all that matters, right? (Waves him back) He hurries back to the girl (Dillon runs back over to her) before the mood was broken. And he let the girl (unties the ribbon on her dress) handle her own zipper." (Dillon laughs as Georgie unzips the back of her dress and then puts her hands on his arms hinting for him to continue)
Dillon: "And within seconds, the two love-starved teenagers were all over (pulls Georgie closer to him and lifting her up to eye level) each other."
Georgie: Mm-hmm.
(Dillon kisses her, Georgie goes back down causing the kiss to break. He starts to pull Georgie's straps down but stops nervously. Georgie starts to take over only to be stopped by Dillon's lips. They pull back and Dillon pushes her dress off her shoulders. Georgie starts to undress Dillon. She giggles. Dillon practically rips off his tie and throws it and pulls Georgie back into a kiss. Dillon takes off his coat and Georgie pulls his shirt from his pants. Dillon kisses Georgie and she sits on the bed with Dillon leaning over her. He starts trying to undo his top button, as Georgie unbuttons the top part of his shirt. When all is opened, she scoots back and he scoots forward kissing her as they lay back. Georgie continues to unbutton his shirt as they kiss. The camera pans over to a smoke detector, which goes off, causing Georgie and Dillon to break apart abruptly)

(The smoke alarm is going off and Georgie covers her ears)
Georgie: Make it stop!
(Dillon gets up off the bed, shirt half on and in boxers, and runs over to a chair and pulls it out) Yeah. It's got to be the...the candles. Try to get them out. (Stands on the chair)
(Georgie uses the champagne to try and put out the candles as Dillon tries to silence the alarm. He finally does)
Georgie: Oh! Thank God. I thought my brain was going to explode. How long do you think that thing was shrieking?
(Knock at door)
Dillon: Too long. (Puts shirt on and hops off the chair)
Man: Open the door, please its the hotel manager.
(Dillon puts the chair back)
Georgie: What are we going to do?
(Dillon pushes her towards the bathroom. The manager comes in to seeDillon sitting on the bed)
Manager: Don't panic, sir. Uh, I've called the fire department. They're on their way.
Dillon: Good. (Stands up and his pants fall to the ground)

(Firemen are checking out the room)
Manager: Thanks, guys.
(Firemen leave)
Dillon: Um, yeah, it's...it's a funny thing really, I just...I have this candle fetish. Just love them. Just love them. Actually, you know, I started thinking at one point I started to think it was inherited because you should see my family candles...everywhere. All the time. It's ridiculous.
Manager: Yeah, well, one, two, even three I could understand. But this?
Dillon: Uh, I'm an extremist.
Manager: Are you alone here?
Dillon: Yes, sir.
Manager: Oh.
Dillon: Completely and totally alone.
Manager: (Looking at book) The room was rented by a young woman, last name of Scorpio.
Dillon: Uh, yeah, uh-huh, that's...that would be my cousin. She flew me up from Florida. I'm visiting. I'm actually a Disney World cast member, if you can believe that. Um, Tweedledee.
Manager: Which would make me Tweedledum if I bought any of this. (Walks over to the chair with Georgie's high heels and picks them up) Uh...ahem.
Dillon: Uh, those are mine.
Manager: Yours?
Dillon: Yes I...well, I told you. I was an extremist. This is actually very embarrassing, but you know how it is. I'm sure you see this type of thing all the time. (Takes shoes)
Manager: Well, that remains to be seen.
Dillon: Yeah. Well, the truth is sometimes when I'm alone, I like to get in touch with my feminine side.
Manager: Enough, enough. I don't need to hear about your penchants...as long as no one is getting hurt and there is no underage girls.
Dillon: No, sir. Just me. Oh, listen...could you not tell anybody about this? I mean, I'm sure not everybody in the world is as understanding as you are.
Manager: Indeed. Yeah. (Starts for the door) Might I suggest the in-room movies? They cater to all preferences. (Opens door)
Dillon: Oh. (Manager closes the door) Coast is clear my dear you may come out.
(Georgie comes out)
Georgie: Tweedledee? (Shuts door) Your feminine side?
Dillon: (walks over to the bed and stands with his back to it) Hey, you know what? I want credit for thinking on my feet, that you very much. (Sits on bed)
Georgie: (Pushes him back on the bed as she lays down alongside him) You are such a nut. Yeah, I swear this is the most fun I've had in my entire life.
Dillon: Really?
Georgie: Mm-hmm. The thing is I...I don't feel sexy anymore. I feel like a goofball. Like normal.
Dillon: You do?
Georgie: Yeah. How do we get back in the mood?
(Both look at the TV)
Dillon: I think I might have an idea. (Sits up)

(Georgie's sitting on Dillon's lap. He's dipping a strawberry in chocolate and feeds it to her)
Dillon: So we've got..."Sexhunter 9"...
Georgie: Mm-hmm. (Takes a bite of the strawberry)
Dillon: "Beach Babes On Ice." and "Great Sexpectations" What's your pleasure? (Takes a bite of the strawberry)
Georgie: How would I know? Just pick one.
Dillon: Ok.
Georgie: This will be fun.
Dillon: Yes. (Kisses her cheek)
(Camera pans to the view from a TV looking up at them as you see their reactions)
Dillon: (moving his head to the side) What the?
Georgie: (moving her head to the side) Oh, my.
Dillon: Who would've thought that was possible?
Georgie: Not me. (Shakes head)
Dillon: Uh, kill the director.
Georgie: The director?
Dillon: Yeah, the camera work just sucks, and the (voice slowing down as he gets into it) editing is really...choppy. (Georgie looks at him and elbows him in the stomach) What...
Georgie: You know what? Yuck. (Gets off his lap)
(Dillon turns off the TV)
Dillon: (Gets up and walks over to her) Um, I'm sorry. I"m sorry. I...that was stupid, stupid, stupid. I guess I'm just full of stupid ideas tonight. (Georgie turns and looks at him with a confused/sad look on her face) What? Hey.
Georgie: (turns to face him totally) I'm such a geek. I have no idea what I'm doing here. How am I supposed to make love if I can't even watch it?
Dillon: What? No, no, no, that...that movie with the...and we're not going to look anything like that.
Georgie: See, you would know that. You're experienced and you're worldly and I'm just lame.
Dillon: You are amazing, and we don't have to do anything.
Georgie: I want to. It's just...you're going to have to teach me how and show me what to do.
Dillon: I can't.
Georgie: Why not?
Dillon: Because this is my first time too.
(Georgie looks surprised)

(They're now sitting on the bed)
Dillon: I don't know. I think I just...I let you believe I was like, this, mack dude guy because I was afraid to admit that I've never made love...or, well, had sex for that matter.
Georgie: But why?
Dillon: I don't know. I...I just...I don't...I didn't want you to think I was this stupid little virgin who didn't know what he was doing. I wanted to be...I wanted to be Cary Grant...you know, sophisticated and experienced and the man of your dreams and I didn't want you to laugh at me because...
(Georgie puts a finger to his lips)
Georgie: You are the man of my dreams. If I I didn't know it before, I do now. You had me at, "It's my first time, too".
Dillon: (Laughs) "Jerry Maguire". Very good.
Georgie: Shut up and kiss me.
(Georgie leans forward and kisses him and start to unbutton his shirt. He sits up on his knees kissing her. He pushes the straps of her dress down and takes the clip out of her hair. They lay back and stare at each other. Dillon touches the side of her face, running his thumb across her cheek and then kisses her forehead. Then he looks down at her and sees she's waiting for him to kiss her and he leans down and kisses her)
(Knock at the door)
Dillon: (Hangs his head) Oh no!
(Georgie lays her head back on the pillow)
Georgie: Maybe they'll go away.
Dillon: OK (Kisses her again)
(Knock at the door)
Dillon: You know what? (Gets off the bed and walks over to the door) how is anybody supposed to get some experience around here with all these (opens the door to find Mac) interruptions.
(Both Georgie and Dillon looked shocked)