Flashbacks 3

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Anna walks into the hotel room as Robert waits with a gun thinking it's an intruder. He startles her and he puts it away...

Anna: Oh Robert, the suspense is over!

Robert: What?

Anna: (bubbly and excited) He's arrived! He's here, the hostage. He's here.

Robert: Well, how would you know that?

Anna: (kicks some lingerie across the floor) Oh, I just took a trip downstairs to the busboy and I put on this little number, (she's wearing a skin tight aqua blue dress) you know, did a little flirting. (She's all smiles. Robert sits on one of her shoes and with a look of disgust moves it while she plops down on the bed and fixes her make-up)

Robert: No doubt, you know the room number the DVX are holding the hostage in, right?

Anna: (putting hand cream on) Of course! I don't do thing by halves, you know that. He's right above us upstairs.

Robert: You sure of that?

Anna: (insulted) Yes, I can read a floor plan as well as you. (Takes off shoes and throws them behind her)

Robert: Yeah, you did a whole lot better than me.

Anna: Don't pout dear. It doesn't become you. (looking for her slippers under the bed) Anyway, I thought of a brilliant plan for...

Robert: (finds one of them and taps her on her backside with it) Knock, knock.

Anna: (she takes it) Oh, thank you. (continues her earlier thought)...for getting the hostage out of the hotel.

Robert: (smiles sarcastically) Really?

Anna: (smiles back) Yes.

Robert: Well, I'm so glad that you thought of this plan, decided upon it, and I will ,of course, just blindly follow behind you. (He picks up his gun)

Anna: Oh Robert. You're impossible. (Looking at the gun) Put it away, you don't know where it's been.

Robert (gets up and watches Anna pick up her clothes and scatter them about) Listen! I miss O'Reilly right now, you know that?

Anna: Well, how would she look in a miniskirt?

Robert: You know I happen to have a plan of my own you know.

Anna: Oh. Terrific. Then you won't have to listen to mine will you. (She swings her pantyhose)

Robert: And I'm sick of... will you look at this? Will you? (points to the room) It looks like a war zone of laundry! Of all the partners, I've gotta have one who's a slob! Clean up after you!

Anna: I'm sorry Robert! I mean I just can't help it. (smug) You bring out the worst in me. I never used to be like this.

Robert: (pondering the truth of her statement) I've never brought out the worst in anybody before.

Anna: Hmmm. Of course, there've been a lot, haven't there. (laughs condescendingly) See, I'm really glad that we're not married because...

Robert: (laughs) Married! Boy, what an ego! Married!

Anna: Well I...

Robert: Every partner you sum up is a potential marriage partner.

Anna: (exasperated) Oh!

Robert: You'll never have to worry about that with me and I...

Anna: Well, I'm very glad. I mean, quite honestly, you would just make a terrible husband, I mean you're so fastidious" (wrinkles her nose and points around the room) and everything has to be in it's place...

Robert: (angry) Anything else I can do for you?

Anna: Well, you haven't done very much. I've been doing most of the work and I'm starving. Can we not have some food around here? (She picks up phone) Look, order something will you? I'd like some French bread, and some cheese and, oh please, some wine. I'm starved. (She puts phone down and walks out of room leaving him standing speechless).