BORIS: The night was cold and clear… All clung to the campfire and each other… (Boris moves closer to Raiechka)
RAECHKA: Dima brought out his guitar and started to play…
BORIS: We all sang… Let us sing our favorite song?
RAECHKA: “My dearest”? I’ve forgotten the words.
BORIS: I have them right here… Happy Birthday Raechka!
(Low music from CD disk…BORIS and RAECHKA listen to the music)
THE END
MICHAEL: Thirty years old, he is in T shirt, shorts, and slippers.
JULIA: Thirty five years old, she is dressed to the nines.
Sunlight streams into Michaels neatly maintained apartment. A large brass ships bell hangs on the wall as well as some nautical scenes and stuff. There is a sofa with at least one throw pillow on it. Michael is hurriedly choosing a necktie. He lays the tie on a chair where already neatly is hung a white shirt and business suit
Knocking at the door.
MICHAEL: Come in! It’s unlocked!
JULIA: (enters and surveys the scene)
MICHAEL: Hi, Julia!… I’m sorry! Today will be fast… I have a business meeting.
JULIA: Well, well!
MICHAEL: I have a business appointment in an hour. I’ve already shaved and showered. (Motioning to a closed door) Ah…I’ve pulled down the bed covers…you can undress in there, while I find some black socks.
Julia, pouting, plunks her self down on the sofa.
MICHAEL: Julia! What’s the matter?
JULIA: With me?….Nothing! Absolutely nothing.
Julia resolutely makes herself more comfortable on the sofa using the throw pillows. Michael comes to Julia. He tenderly strokes her hair. He moves a few strands of hair away from her ears
MICHAEL: You want me to undress you, just like I did after we met on the “Dating Show”?
JULIA: No… I don’t want…
MICHAEL: Remember, we just had to decide so fast… had to rely just on “chemistry”. Man did I think it was a dumb TV show! But Tom and Ann persuaded me to go…and now look! Almost two whole years together. What a good match we turned out to be.
JULIA (cynically): Ya’ think so?
MICHAEL: You don’t agree?…You’re mad because I have to hurry out!
JULIA: What do you think? I only come here three times a week, and now you have scheduled something more important than me… Where are you going, anyway?
MICHAEL (condescendingly, slowly): I explained. I-have-a-business-meeting…
JULIA(suspiciously): You’re sure? This is really “a-business-meeting”?
MICHAEL: Really Julia…I have missed you.
JULIA (cynically) I didn’t notice.
MICHAEL: You don’t believe me…I’ll prove it to you…take your clothes off.
