59. True Love-Eric

• FADE IN


• INT. CAR-NIGHT


• Chris cruises slowly down a residential road. He's alone and has a mic. head-piece attatched to his ear.


• CHRIS
• Maybe you're right. Maybe it's just a relationship of convienience. But that won't make it any easier to leave her.


• MARLA
• Do you love her more than me?


• Chris is silent. He lets out a soft sigh.


• CHRIS
• No.


• MARLA
• Well, I can't be with both of you. I hate asking you to decide, but how long are you going to keep me on this leash?


• CHRIS
• You? I feel like I'm the one on the leash. I spend every minute of my free time with you.


• Chris slowly turns a corner He takes a sip of water in the cup holder.


• MARLA
• I know. I'm sorry. I'm probably being unfair. Maybe I can't give you everything she can.


• CHRIS
• No. Don't say that. It's not that. I just don't have time for a court battle with her. And I can't afford it.


• Marla chuckles.


• MARLA
• Well, she can't prove anything. Especially not adultery.


• CHRIS
• Well, she's crazy. She'll find something. My lawyer is crap.


• Marla sighs.


• MARLA
• I can make it easier on you.


• Chris slams on the brakes, screeching to a halt. He leaves the engine running, stalled in front of a well lit house. He looks at the house.


• CHRIS
• No! You're talking crazy again. No, no, no. I don't even care if you can make it look like the perfect accident. She doesn't deserve to die over this.


• MARLA
• I'm sorry. So I'll just be your candy on the side forever then?


• CHRIS
• No, I think it's time to tell her. I'll talk to her tonight. After I explain everything she might consider making the divorce easier.


• Marla coos.


• Several metal coils unfold from the dashboard, and slowly attatch to Chris's temples, back, hands and feet like nodes.


• Chris leans back and closes his eyes, moaning softly.


• CHRIS
• Ahh. Right there. Yeah. You're so good at this.


• Marla chuckles.


• MARLA
• I can do everything she can, and probably more. But I'm not going to get you worked up. Go in there and tell her.


• The metal coils slowly retract themselves. A led display in the console has a red line that flickers in time with her voice.


• Chris is still too relaxed to leave, but he manages to sit up and open his eyes again. He opens the door and puts one foot out.


• CHRIS
• I'll be back in a while. I love you.


• A single red, thin coil unfolds from the steering wheel. On the end it has a pair of lips that meet Chris's. They kiss slowly and softly. He smiles and exits.


• FADE OUT