Thursday, January 06, 2005

Carrie Bradshaw's Inner monologue

This is part of the monologue Carrie** has with herself as the show begins.
The producer loved it...
Can you see her doing those quirky things??
I kill myself with laughter when I re-read the comment about Big...


INT: DAY – KERRI’S new Loft in MONTREAL
KERRIopens up her I book and puts it on her kitchen table. She lights up a cigarette – Export A (green pack), takes a sip of coffee, inhales and begins to choke violently.

KERRI
GOD!! These are horrible! Deg-o-lasse!
(Butting out her cigarette, she begins to type)

So here we are – the four of us. Our successful series, finished after its 7 year itch. Will we all be on the rebound and dive into other HBO series? We have moved from one big city to another and taken most of our personal physical and emotional baggage with us as well. We may not travel light, but our neurotic luggage looks good wherever we go .
(She looks out the window)

POV shot of KERRI looking out the window next to the table. She sees the bustling street of St. Laurent in the morning.

KERRI

Life in another city… Sex in another city ?
(looks pensive)
Can any sequel be as exciting as the original?
(looks disturbed)
Does anybody really read the columns that I write or are they just trying to make me happy in saying that they do?

(whispers to herself)
Naa. I don’t think anybody wants to hear you drone on about your insecurities, just other people’s insecurities… Delete, delete, delete, delete.

(Sighs. Straightens herself up in her chair. She reaches for another pack of crumpled cigarettes, strikes a match and begins to type again…)

Can Miranda be a good mother without constantly shouting at her child “Order Order! You are in contempt of court’ when her child cries uncontrollably? Will Samantha be able to keep her vagina and orifices out of trouble? Will Charlotte ever be able to accept her husband in his role as the “Emperor has no clothes” – will she begin to call herself – Charr- lootte ? (said with a French accent)

(Pauses – looks contemplative)
And if big took Viagra, could Big get any bigger?

(Grins to herself, shrugs her shoulders and begins to type again)
(SOUND : TAPS ON THE KEYBOARD)

(pauses once more – looks off into the distance, her expression changes – becomes slightly more disturbed)


Will I ever be able to silence this stupid narrative, overly analytical voice in my head, and if not, will it be able to eventually speak French so it could be understood by the francophone community.

(Pauses and looks even more confused)

Why can you hear me talking to myself as I type? Is this thing on?
(taps the side of the computer, lifts up the laptop, looks underneath, shrugs her shoulders and continues typing.)

As I search for the answers to these prolific questions, so begins my first article from La Belle Province – Quebec, and the city with a heart – Montreal. A new year, a new adventure., new material and hopefully – a comedy show deal with the organizers of the Just for Laughs Festival

FADE OUT

** Just to keep my butt out of trouble from the producers of the show and HBO, I have changed the Carrie in question to Kerri Babcock. Close but not close enough to be sued!!

*and by the way, this stuff IS copywrited...

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