Chapter 3
Eric's car pulls up to a flower shop.
Eric enters the flower shop.
Eric: Hi.
Florist: Can I help you?
Eric: (removing sunglasses) Yeah, can I have a dozen red roses, please?
Florist: Oh hi, Eric, I didn t know it was you. Here you go.
Eric: That's me! How much is it?
Florist: It'll be eighteen dollars.
Eric: Here you go, keep the change. Hi doggy!
Florist: You're my favorite customer.
Eric: Thanks a lot, bye!
Florist: Bye bye!
Eric exits with the roses and gets in his car.
Cut to Donna in the room, talking on the phone.
Donna: Yeah, delivery. 555-4828. Half Canadian bacon with pineapple, half artichoke with pesto and light on the cheese. Thanks.
She hangs up, and the doorbell rings.
Donna: Who is it?
Fez: Fez!
Donna: Hey Fez, how are you doing?
Fez: I'm fine. What's new?
Donna: Actually I m really busy. Do you want something to drink?
Fez: No thanks. I just want to talk to Eric. You look beautiful today. Can I kiss you?
Donna: You are such a little brat!
Fez: I'm just kidding! I love you and Eric.
Donna: Okay, okay. Eric's going to be here any minute. You can wait if you want.
Fez: I gotta go. You'll tell him I stopped by.
Donna: Of course.
Fez: Bye.
Donna: Bye, Fez.
Fez exits.
Eric's car pulls up.
Eric enters the basement.
Eric: Hi babe. These are for you. (he presents a bouquet of roses)
Donna: Thanks honey, they're beautiful. Did you get your promotion?
Eric: Nah.
Donna: You didn't get it, did you?
Eric: That son of a bitch told me that I would get it within three months. I save them bundles. They're crazy. I don't think I will ever get it. They betray me, they didn't keep their promise, they tricked me, and I don't care anymore.
Donna: Did you tell them how much you save them?
Eric: Of course, what do you think? They already put my ideas into practice. The Price Mart saves money, and they are using me, and I am the fool.
Donna: I still love you.
Eric: You're the only one who does.
Donna: At least you have friends. I didn't get any calls today. You're right. The computer business is too competitive. Do you want me to order a pizza?
Eric: Whatever, I don't care.
Donna: I already ordered a pizza.
Eric: You think about everything, ha-ha.
Donna: What's the matter? Are you alright? It s just a lousy promotion. You know what you need? You need a drink.
Eric: I don't drink, you know that!
Donna goes to the kitchen and emerges from the kitchen with scotch and vodka.
Eric: Ha-ha-ha-ha.
She mixes them to form scotchka.
Donna: Don't worry about it. It's good for you.
Eric: You must be crazy. I cannot drink this.
Donna: If you love me, you'll drink this.
She raises his glass to his mouth and he drinks.
Eric: You're right, it tastes good. A-ha.
Donna: I know. I am right. Don't worry about those fuckers. You're a good man. Drink and let's have some fun.
They drink. Cut to later, when they have had quite a bit to drink and Donna is now wearing Eric's tie as a headband.
Eric: Ha-ha-ha. A-ha-ha-ha. Mmm.
Donna laughs hysterically. Eric drops and shatters a glass.
Eric: You have nice legs, Donna. Ha-ha.
Donna: (laughing) You have nice pecs.
Eric: A-ha-ha. I am tired, I'm wasted, I love you darling!
Donna: Come on, make love to me.
Eric: Unhhh
Donna: Come on, you owe me one.
Eric: I love you, Donna.
Donna: I love you, Eric. (she rips open his shirt)
They make out on the couch.
