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6.INT. DINNER TABLE - LATERHeads bowed, hands held. Pete, Victoria. Julia and Ben.Olivia sitting on three phone books with her faerie wand.PETEThank you lord for our blessings,the health of my daughters, my wifeand the new addition to our family,Ben. Lord, you’re stretching it,but we’ll make it work. Amen.Laughter. Wine poured. Julia pokes her food.VICTORIAI’m no culinary artist, butsweetheart you’re picking.Julia puts her fork down.JULIAHaven’t had much of an appetitelately, must be work, stress.BENWhich would explain the headaches.JULIABen. I’m fine. Mom, Dad,seriously. I’m okay.Olivia chews a piece of bread, mouth full:OLIVIA7 percent of the presents areyours, Ben. I did the math. Muchbetter haul than the lastboyfriend.BENI’m just happy to be here.PETEI think I said the same thing toVictoria’s father 35 years ago.VICTORIADon’t exaggerate, Pete, you’ve onlysaid two words to my father, andthey were the same two words everyyear until he died. Yes. And Sir.
 
7.PETEHoney, please. I’m trying to beimposing and fatherly. And I wassucceeding quite admirably. RightBen?BENYes. Sir.INT. BEDROOM - NIGHTMaps all over the walls with tacs in different countries. Anold typewriter. Indicated items mixed with teen girl decor.Ben and Julia enter. The twin mattress awaits.BENI think I’ll take the couch.Julia sits on the bed.JULIAYou know I lost my virginity onthis bed.BENI’ll be sure to mention that toyour father. As she lays back, looks at the ceiling.JULIATurn the lights off and come laywith me. I want to show yousomething.Holding her hand out. He flips off the light and lays downnext to her. Ceiling glows with hundreds of little stars.JULIA (cont’d) All the major constellations.Orion,Cassio Pia. I spent weeksgetting them exactly right. (beat)I would lay here at night, imaginemyself soaring through space,discovering new worlds, newcivilizations, the Louis and Clarkof the modern era.BENYou know how much I care about you?She faces him.
 
8.JULIAEvery time you look at me.INT. LIVING ROOM - MORNINGPresents opened. Paper torn. Coffee sipped. Julia cuddleswith Ben on the couch. Olivia running between assortments oftoys and clothes. Pete and Victoria opposite.JULIAThis is Ben’s first real Christmas. And as if it’s the biggest tragedy of all time:OLIVIAFIRST. REAL. CHRISTMAS?JULIANot everyone is as lucky as you.BEN85 percent of the world’spopulation doesn’t celebrateChristmas. I did the math.He winks at Olivia. She’s in love.PETEBen. As a gift lands in his lap. Julia looks at Ben, knowing.Ben opens it. A baseball glove. Warn. Loved.PETE (cont’d)My father gave it to me when I was16. Hand made leather. 1940’scraftsmanship. Should be in amuseum.BENI don’t know what to say.Ben marvels at it. Victoria can’t hide her smile.PETEWelcome to the family.INT. APARTMENT - MORNINGWork day morning. Julia pours orange juice into a portablecoffee cup. Ben reads the paper. Julia pops some aspirin.
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