Lillian is opening presents. She opens a box filled with
beautiful towels.
LILLIAN
Rita, you got all our towels?
RITA
Love you, kid.
Rita takes a picture. Lillian then grabs a gift, obviously
from Annie. It’s quirky, homemade, tons of bows. Doesn’t
look like the others.
LILLIAN
I know who this is from, I can tell by the wrapping.
Lillian unwraps it, smiling. Inside is...
LILLIAN (CONT’D)
Awww. It’s us, Annie. It’s a box of all my favorite things from stores I love in Milwaukee. This is so unbelievable.
(pulling out a CD, beams)
Wilson Phillips?
MEGAN
I love Wilson Phillips.
LILLIAN
We listened to “Hold On” probably 10,000 times when I got my driver’s license. This is such an amazing gift, thank you.
They share a moment. Annie looks pleased, throwing a smug
look at Helen. Shrugs like “it was nothing.” Helen looks a
bit self-conscious.
HELEN
Now I feel bad. I’ve been so busy putting the shower together that all I did was get you a card.
Helen hands her an envelope.
LILLIAN
Helen, you threw me this shower. That’s more than enough.
Lillian opens the card and reads it. Helen exchanges a look
with Annie. Then, in shock ...
LILLIAN (CONT’D)
Oh my god. Helen.
LAURIE
Honey, what is it?
LILLIAN
Helen’s taking me to Paris.
HELEN
Ha ha! Got you!
(then)
Just a little pre-wedding vacation. And while we’re there, we’re going to meet your wedding dress designer and have a fitting!
LILLIAN
Paris? YOU GOT ME A TRIP TO PARIS?!!!
Lillian jumps up and down, then grabs Helen and hugs her
tightly. Annie watches them, then something (finally) snaps.
ANNIE
Are you fucking kidding me?
JUDY
Annie?
ANNIE
MOTHERFUCKING PARIS?!
LILLIAN
Annie, what are you doing?
ANNIE
(to Helen)
I told you she wanted to go to Paris. I told you Paris! I told you about ALL this stuff!
LILLIAN
Annie, calm down.
ANNIE
No! What, you’re going to go to Paris with Helen now?! Are you going to ride around on bikes with berets and fucking baguettes in the basket of the front of your bikes? How romantic! What woman gives another woman a trip to Paris? Am I right? Lesbian! We’re all thinking it aren’t we?
Rita and Becca are uncomfortable.
BECCA
I’m not.
MEGAN
I was.
ANNIE
Yes, we’re all thinking it. Right?
LILLIAN
Annie.
ANNIE
Lillian this is not the ‘you’ I know. The ‘you’ that I know, would have walked in here and rolled your eyes and thought this was completely over the top, ridiculous, and stupid. Look at this shower! LOOK at that fucking COOKIE!! Did you really think this group of women would finish that cookie? Hey, you know what!? That reminds me, I don’t think I ever got a piece!
Annie storms outside. She takes swings at the cookie,
punching it.
ANNIE (CONT’D)
Stupid fucking cookie!
She rips off a large hunk, shoves it in her mouth.
ANNIE (CONT’D)
Oooh, delicious! Ooo! Maybe it’s better if I dip it in the CHOCOLATE!!
She tries to take the cookie off its stand to carry it. It’s
too huge. She falls backwards and the cookie falls on top of
her. Annie punches her fist up through the cookie and
struggles awkwardly to get out from under it.
She storms over to the chocolate fountain and tries to tip it
over. It’s way too heavy. She starts to empty the HOT
chocolate with her hands onto the ground.
ANNIE (CONT’D)
(as she scoops)
Is this what you want Lillian!? Nothing says friendship like 1,000 gallons of unsanitary chocolate!
(still scooping)
Ow, ow, ow! Oh, god, it’s so hot.
Everyone is watching Annie. She is fighting and punching the
air like a crazy person, chasing a swan. A little girl
starts crying. Lillian storms outside seething.
LILLIAN
Annie, what are you doing? What is going on?!
ANNIE
What am I doing? You wouldn’t know. Where have you been?! You would have no idea. Well, let me fill you in. Ever since you got engaged, everything has turned to shit.
LILLIAN
This is supposed to bemy time. You have managed to ruin every event in my wedding, thank you very much.
ANNIE
Thank you very much.
(pointing to Helen)
It’s all her fault. It’s not mine. You would know that if you got your beautiful-haired-head out of your asshole. In fact, out of her asshole! WHICH I’M SURE IS PERFECTLY BLEACHED!
LILLIAN
IT IS! You know how I know? Because I went to the fucking salon with her and I GOT MY ASSHOLE BLEACHED TOO! And I LOVE my new asshole! Why can’t you just be happy for me and then go home and talk behind my back like a normal person!
ANNIE
I am happy for you, Lillian. I am very happy for you. I wish you well and I won’t bother you anymore.
LILLIAN
Are you kidding me? Annie!
Annie storms off back through the house, her hands and
forearms completely covered in chocolate. Lillian soon
follows.
Annie walks fast through the lobby. On her way out the door,
the DOORMAN offers her the party favor. A PUPPY.
DOORMAN
Party favor?
LILLIAN
No, no! She does not get a party favor. She does not get a dog!
Annie walks out. Lillian follows her, upset.
LILLIAN (CONT’D)
And if you’re going to act like this, don’t even bother coming to my wedding.
Annie looks at her, and then is gone. This hangs in the air.
Lillian turns to sees all the women standing behind Helen.
HELEN
I’m proud of you, Lill.
LILLIAN
Shut up, Helen. Anyone else have anything they want to share today?
No one says anything, then ... Megan’s hand shoots up.
MEGAN
I took two dogs already! They’re in the back of my van.