INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR -- LATER 227
Carrie walks out of Charlotte's room with Harry.
CARRIE
She's a doll. Mazel tov!
She kisses Harry on the cheek and starts away.
HARRY
He asked me to ask you to call him.
Carrie stops. Turns around. Looks at him.
HARRY (CONT'D)
I know! It's none of my business.
But I felt bad for the poor schmuck
hanging around the hospital waiting
room hoping to see you. I swear
every time he heard someone in
heels coming down the hall -- his
heart stopped.
CARRIE
Harry -- it's so much more
complicated than you can imagine.
HARRY
I know it is -- and you have every
right to never call him -- but I'm
just a big pile of love today --and
I feel bad for the guy. He said
he's been writing you -- but you
never responded.
CARRIE
(beat; then)
He's never written me.
HARRY
He said he wrote because he didn't
have your phone number.
141.
CARRIE
No. He's never written me. Ever.
HARRY
Then, why would he say that he had?
Carrie looks at Harry. Lost. Confused.
228 INT. CARRIE'S APARTMENT -- LATER -- SPRING 228
Carrie enters her apartment. She glances over at her bookcase
-- Remembers.
JUMP CUT TO: Carrie opens the bookcase drawer and takes out a
Manila envelope marked: P.O. Box.
JUMP CUT TO: Carrie dumps the contents of the envelopes on
the desk.
JUMP CUT TO: Carrie quickly sorts through the mail -- looking
-- looking for something. A letter -- something. Nothing from
him. She leans back in her chair -- more confused. Her eyes
drift up to her computer. She wonders if --
JUMP CUT TO: Carrie is logging onto CarrieBradshaw.com. She
types in PASSWORD.
JUMP CUT TO: CarrieBradshaw.com's "welcome page." She clicks
on EMAIL.
JUMP CUT TO: Carrie scans through emails -- none are from
Big. Frustrated she logs off.
229 INT. CARRIE'S APARTMENT -- LATER 229
Carrie is still at her desk, lost in thought.
CARRIE (VO)
Two hours, two manila envelopes and
countless emails later, I was just
about to give up on the Big riddle
when --
She looks back at her computer screen and notices:
"CB-assistant." Carrie sits up. Clicks on it.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
I had told Louise to put Big in a
place where I would never have to
hear from him again.
142.
She types in her password. Nothing. Picks up her phone. Dials
a number.
CARRIE (CONT'D)
Hey, Louise -- it's me. What's the
password to get into your assistant
file? Call me.
She hangs up and places the phone on a pile of mail -- which
causes the mail to fall over onto the floor.
CARRIE (CONT'D)
Shit.
Carrie reaches down to pick-up the mail -- she notices the
"LOVE" key chain has fallen as well. She picks it up and
looks at it, has a hunch.
CARRIE (CONT'D)
Oh my God.
JUMP CUT TO: Carrie types the password: "L-O-V-E." Yes! The
file opens -- her eyes widen. There on the screen are many,
many, many emails -- all from JJP@JJP.com.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
As soon as I typed in "love" --
there he was.
She clicks on the first e-mail. It opens:
It's the love letter from Beethoven, retyped.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
And because Big still didn't have
the words... he retyped a love
letter from Beethoven.
JUMP CUT TO: New Email: A love letter from Lord Byron.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
And Lord Byron.
JUMP CUT TO: New Email: A love letter from James Joyce.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
And James Joyce.
JUMP CUT TO: New Email: A Love letter from Voltaire.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
And Voltaire.
143.
JUMP CUT TO: Carrie sits in the chair. Breathless.
Overwhelmed.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
There they were. "The Love Letters
of Great Men - Volume One." Plus
one more... Written by John James
Preston.
New email -- It reads: "I know I screwed it up -- but I will
love you forever."
Carrie impulsively picks up the phone -- starts to dial.
CARRIE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
I wanted to call him - but our
love... Carrie and Big: volumes
one, two, and three... stopped me.
She puts the phone down and is about to "delete" the e mail --
suddenly; the phone rings.
CARRIE (CONT'D)
Hello.
LOUISE (O.C.)
I didn't hear my phone.
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