Int. Beach house - South hampton - (later that) day 79

 

GORGEOUS PEOPLE dance/drink/snort coke. Upstairs, Jordan

plays pool with Sea Otter, Donnie, Robbie, Toby and

Rugrat, assigning ludes with every pocketed ball.

 

JORDAN

Exactly. We do our own IPO's and

we will print money.

 

SEA OTTER

Eat like a bird, shit like an

elephant, baby!

 

JORDAN

They can take their Harvard asses

under our desks and suck our

cocks.

(to Rugrat)

How soon can you get the paperwork

filed?

 

RUGRAT

(super-stoned)

Can't we talk about this Monday?

 

JORDAN

It's a simple fucking question.

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RUGRAT

Except I'm looking at three of you

right now.

 

ROBBIE *

We've got Arncliffe National,

they're looking to go public,

we've got --

 

DONNIE

(very luded)

Oh, oh, Steve... Steve...

 

JORDAN

What?

 

DONNIE

...Steve... M-m-madden...

 

Donnie gesticulates wildly. The guys crack up. WE PUSH

IN ON Donnie, practically drooling, as Jordan gives us a

quick tutorial on ludes...

 

79A QUAALUDE TUTORIAL *79A

 

CUT TO: Extreme close up of guys doing drugs. *

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

The quaalude was first synthesized

in 1951 by an Indian doctor --

that's dot Indian, not feathers --

as a sedative, and was prescribed

to stressed housewives with sleep

disorders. Pretty soon someone

figured out that if you resisted

the urge to sleep for fifteen

minutes, you got a pretty kick-ass

high from it. Didn't take long

for people to start abusing ludes,

`course, and in 1982 the U.S.

Government Schedule One'd them,

along with the rest of the world.

Which meant there was only a

finite amount of these things

left. No shit, you can't even

find `em anymore today. You

people're all shit outta luck.

 

79B BACK TO SCENE *79B

 

JORDAN

(to Donnie)

What're you saying, buddy?

(to the others)

Shhhh... listen to him...

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DONNIE

Ssshhhhoes... shhhoooess...

 

Jordan suspects Donnie may actually be onto something.

But just then...

 

SEA OTTER

Holy fuck.

 

Jordan peers over the balcony where Sea Otter's looking.

 

NAOMI LAPAGLIA. 22, the hottest blonde ever, has entered

the party with her date BLAIR. She smiles, full lips

parting over perfect white teeth, a ridiculously short

dress barely covering her long tan legs and full breasts.

 

RUGRAT

My nutsack's about to explode.

 

ROBBIE *

Someone's gotta take that down.

 

There's no debate who that someone should be. Eyes

locked on Naomi, Jordan makes his way downstairs.

 

WITH NAOMI taking in the party, her eyes flitting to

things: art, chandeliers, crystal, etc.

 

NAOMI (V.O.)

A lotta people would look at me

and think: "golddigger, she's out

to land the richest husband she

can." But you see, I came from

nothing. Like, below the poverty

line. And when you come from

nothing, being rich means never

having to go back to that.

 

Jordan approaches CRISTY, 20s, one of his guests.

 

CRISTY

Jordan, hey.

(he smiles; Cristy

picks up his intent)

Have you met my friend Naomi?

 

Jordan takes Naomi's hand, doesn't let go.

 

JORDAN

Naomi.

 

NAOMI

You have an awesome house. I

don't think I've ever been in a

house like this.

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JORDAN

You like it? I just got it. I

guess it's okay. Six bedrooms,

two hot-tubs, one off the master

suite overlooking the water. You

like to jet-ski?

 

Naomi's date Blair offers his hand to break them apart.

Toby Welch lurks behind him, giving him the evil-eye.

 

BLAIR

Hi. Blair Hollingsworth.

 

Jordan barely acknowledges him, focused on Naomi.

 

Outside, HILDY AZOFF chats with Teresa. Her eyes stray

to Jordan chatting up Naomi. Teresa's eyes follow hers

and sees them. Ouch. Hildy goes.

 

JORDAN

You're telling me you've never jet-

ski'ed in your life?!

 

NAOMI

Never.

 

BLAIR

Y'know, we really should hit it,

there's two other parties we're

s'posed to get to --

 

JORDAN

What? You just got here. Stay.

 

Naomi looks like she'd like to. Hildy approaches,

introduces herself, then:

 

HILDY

Jordan, Teresa needs your help.

 

JORDAN

With what?

 

HILDY

I dunno, you'll have to ask your

wife what she wants.

 

Jordan sees: Teresa is watching from afar.

 

DONNIE(O.S.)

Oh sweet Jesus!

 

Jordan turns to see a drunk Donnie, cock in hand, jerking

off to Naomi. Hildy comes running over.

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HILDY

Donnie! What the fuck are you

doing?!

 

During the melee that follows -- Hildy admonishing

Donnie, Blair removing Naomi from the party --

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

The day I met Naomi was the day I

truly became the Wolf. Every guy

wanted her -- so I had to have

her.

 

-- Jordan watches her go. Naomi shoots a glance back to

him and, like that, he's hooked.

 

 

SCENES 80 - 81 OMITTED 80

 

 

82 INT. SIGN OF THE DOVE - MANHATTAN - NIGHT (JUN `92) 82

 

Romantic; elegant. Over a bottle of `53 Lafite, Jordan

sits in mid conversation with Naomi, who is stunning in a

low-cut black cocktail dress.

 

JORDAN

Bay Ridge. That's near Staten

Island?

 

NAOMI

Brooklyn, across the Verrazano

Bridge. Guinea gulch. Ever been?

 

JORDAN

You're Italian?

 

NAOMI

My dad's side. Also Dutch,

German, English -- I'm a mutt.

Actually I have family over there,

in London. My Aunt Emma.

 

JORDAN

That explains it then.

 

NAOMI

What?

 

JORDAN

(smiles)

You're a Duchess. The Duchess of

Bay Ridge.

 

Naomi smiles, flags a passing WAITER.

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NAOMI

Could I have a straw please?

 

The Waiter nods, heads off. A few beats, then:

 

NAOMI (CONT'D)

So I was a little surprised you

asked Cristy for my number.

 

JORDAN

How come?

 

NAOMI

Aren't you married?

 

JORDAN

Married people can't have friends?

 

Naomi smiles. The Waiter brings the straw. She opens

it, slips it in her red wine glass. Off Jordan's look:

 

NAOMI

So I don't stain my teeth.

 

And as she sips the wine seductively through the straw...