Ext. Brooklyn bridge - night 83

 

Jordan's Ferrari makes its way over the bridge, heading

back toward Brooklyn.

 

NAOMI (O.S.)

--then at night I do my designs.

 

 

INT. JORDAN'S FERRARI - CONTINUOUS 84

 

Jordan drives, Naomi next to him.

 

NAOMI

An entire line of lingerie --

camisoles, bustiers, panties.

 

Jordan glances over -- her dress is riding up her thigh.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

She designs panties?! Jesus

fucking Christ!

 

Naomi smiles.

 

JORDAN

Sounds like something I might

invest in. Venture capital.

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NAOMI

Well we should definitely keep in

touch, then.

 

JORDAN

Absolutely.

 

He pulls over outside her brownstone.

 

NAOMI

That's me.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

Think, Jordan, think! How can you

get up to her apartment?!

 

They look at each other. We can almost hear Jordan's

heart pounding.

 

NAOMI

You wanna come up for some tea?

 

 

INT. NAOMI'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 85

 

A small, cozy apartment. Naomi enters, Jordan close

behind. She picks up Rocky, her yapping Maltese.

 

NAOMI

Say hi, Rocky.

 

Naomi waves Rocky's paw. Jordan smiles.

 

NAOMI (CONT'D)

Why don't you light a fire? I'll

be right out.

 

Jordan nods, takes in her scent as she walks away.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

God, please help me. How can I

fuck this girl?

 

As he crouches by the fireplace, his skypager vibrates.

He checks the readout: "Teresa". His face falls as he

hits the "silent" button, mind racing with guilt.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

That's it, you're leaving. You're

going home to your wife.

 

Jordan stands, turns around -- NAOMI is in the doorway,

naked except for high heels.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

As you can probably guess, I

fucked her goddamn brains out.

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INT. NAOMI'S BEDROOM - NIGHT 86

 

Rocky yaps incessantly as Jordan pounds away atop Naomi.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

For eleven seconds.

 

Jordan cums loudly, convulsively.

 

JORDAN

I'm sorry, I--

 

NAOMI

Did you cum?

 

JORDAN

(nods; gasping)

Yeah, but I'm still hard.

 

Jordan looks down at her.

 

JORDAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Being inside her... was like your

cock went to heaven and God

himself was cupping your balls.

 

And as they start fucking again...

 

 

INT. STRATTON OAKMONT III - JORDAN'S OFFICE - DAY 87

(JUN `92)

 

Jordan sits at his desk, telephone to his ear.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

I couldn't get enough.

 

 

88 INT. NAOMI'S APARTMENT - DAY (JUN `92) 88

 

CLOSE ON Naomi, who talks on the phone, smiling. We PULL

BACK to see the apartment is packed with flowers.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

Every chance we got, we'd sneak

off together...

 

 

89 INT. LIMOSINE - NIGHT (AUG `92) 89

 

Giggling like a child, Jordan pours coke from a vial,

creating a little mound atop one of Naomi's breasts.

 

JORDAN

Hold still, don't move.

(to the Driver)

Watch the potholes!

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More giggling, then he snorts the coke off her breast,

burying his face in it as he climbs on top of her. Naomi

laughs uncontrollably as the limo glides to a stop. The

door opens from outside -- the Doorman?

 

TERESA (O.S.)

Get out of the fucking car.

 

Jordan looks up, locks eyes with Teresa. He jumps off

Naomi, stumbles out, closing the door behind himself.

 

 

EXT. JORDAN'S MANHATTAN APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUS 90

 

JORDAN TERESA

What are you doing home? That whore from the party?

How could you do this to

me?!

 

The limo takes off. Teresa starts crying...

 

JORDAN

I thought you were at the beach

house, I--

 

TERESA

I married you when you had

nothing--

 

JORDAN

Teresa... I don't know what to

say.

 

TERESA

You're like a totally different

person.

 

JORDAN

I'm not. I'm sorry. I made a

mistake, okay?

 

TERESA

Tell me you don't love her.

 

JORDAN

I...

 

TERESA

(off his silence)

Jordan?

 

Jordan says nothing. Finally, Teresa starts sobbing.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

I felt horrible.

 

Jordan holds her, letting her cry.

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JORDAN (V.O.)

Three days later I filed for

divorce and moved Naomi into the

apartment.

 

 

INT. JORDAN'S MANHATTAN APARTMENT - DINING ROOM - DUSK 91

(SEP `92)

 

Completely remodelled, all new furniture. Jordan and

Naomi sit at the table, set for a candle-light dinner.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

Say what you will, but the Duchess

did have style. She brought in a

decorator, feng shui'd the place--

she even hired a gay butler.

 

NICHOLAS THE BUTLER, 40s, enters with hot towels on a

silver tray.

 

JORDAN

Thank you, Nicholas.

 

Jordan takes a towel, wipes his face. Naomi smiles.

 

JORDAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)

He was smart, sophisticated,

really great. Except for that

one time...

 

 

92 SCENES 92 - 94 OMITTED * 92

 

 

95 INT. JORDAN'S MANHATTAN APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT * 95

 

A GAY ORGY is in progress, a dozen naked MEN, including

Nicholas, in various sexual positions about the room.

 

NAOMI

Omigod!