Detritus, “Screw it, lets dance.”
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INT. DISCO NIGHTCLUB – CERVINIA ITALY – ALPS – NIGHT
O.S. 70’s disco song…”Staying alive,” by the Beegee’s
Morgan dances wildly with John in a multi-colored flash-filled room.
INT. SKI- CHALET – CERVINIA ITALY – DAY
John and Morgan frolic in bed. They wrestle, laugh, talk, appear to experience genuine intimacy.
LATER
John and Morgan sip coffee, look out a large window at the panoramic view of the, Matterhorn.
John turns to Morgan.
JOHN
“Pinch me, tell me this is all a dream. The dream of my freaking life.”
Morgan throws her head back, laughs.
MORGAN
“God I hope not. Not this part anyway.”
John appears to consider what Morgan said. He takes a sip of coffee, admires her.
O.S. (off screen) “Bark bark.”
John and Morgan turn to Libby, they bend down and hug her.
John and Morgan stand, walk towards the couch, John turns to her.
JOHN
“I couldn’t imagine going through this with anyone but you.”
Morgan puts her coffee-mug down on the windowsill, turns, wraps her arms around John, kisses him passionately.
He looks deep into her eyes.
MORGAN
“Fire.”
JOHN
“Double alarm-er.”
He smiles, turns, grabs the two coffee-mugs on the windowsill, hands one to Morgan.
JOHN
“The variable children of the code thing….. Jeez-Louise.”
Morgan appears to ponder. John seems curious.
JOHN
“What?”
MORGAN
“It means we’re creators. We created this. That’s what it means. That’s why they’re afraid.”
JOHN
“Ya, but they’re here for our resources right?”
Morgan slowly shakes her head in disagreement.
John ponders, turns, looks out at the Matterhorn, turns to Morgan.
JOHN
“And I’m a professor?”
MORGAN
“Sometimes we’re to close to see.”
John gives a humbled look of agreement.
JOHN
“Frequency, of course.”
He turns away, appears to be in thought, grabs Morgans coffee-mug, takes a sip, sets the mug down, turns to her.
JOHN
“We can undo this.”
Morgan studies John, nods.
MORGAN
“Yes, un-create it.”
JOHN
“Motha-fucka!”
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