EXT. MEXICAN CLIFFS -- LATER 111

Carrie sits overlooking a magnificent view of the ocean. She

has her cell phone in her hand. She pushes a button and

listens to the first message.

VOICEMAIL (V.O.)

First message. Received: Saturday,

September twentieth; twelve-thirty

P.M.

BIG (V.O.)

Hey babe -- I need to talk to you

before you leave for the -- .

Carrie impulsively THROWS her phone off the cliff. It sails

through the air. The sun glistens off the pink crystals as it

falls to the ocean below.

112 EXT. CARRIE'S BUILDING -- DAY -- FALL 112

Raining. A MANHATTAN STORAGE TRUCK drives away from the front

of Carrie's building revealing... Carrie - standing in her

front doorway. She exhales, turns and walks back inside.

113 INT. CARRIE'S APARTMENT -- MOMENTS LATER 113

CARRIE swings open the front door -- her living room is

filled with boxes of her clothes, a few of her furniture

pieces -- many, beautifully wrapped wedding gifts -- and her

wedding gown.

CARRIE (V.O.)

There was no better time I could

think of to hire and assistant.

INT. STARBUCKS -- DAY -- FALL 114

Carrie sits across from A SPOILED LABEL QUEEN (22) wearing

expensive clothes.

80.

SPOILED LABEL QUEEN

Ummm, no. I don't lift boxes. Yeah,

definitely - No.

INT. STARBUCKS -- LATER -- FALL 115

A LARGE PARTY GIRL (34) Low cut blouse; very relaxed.

PARTY GIRL

I love your books. You're shit's

brilliant.

CARRIE

Um, Cathy... You seem drunk.

PARTY GIRL

Little bit. Never got to bed last

night.

(beat)

But I type like a motherfucker.

INT. STARBUCKS -- LATER -- FALL 116

A mousey BUSINESS GUY (23) in a tweed suit and tie.

BUSINESS GUY

I have a degree in finance from

Princeton and for the last two

years I have been assistant to a

V.P. at Merrill Lynch.

CARRIE

(polite/lost)

And why do you think you're right

for this job?

He glances at his feet. Carrie looks down. He is wearing high

heels.

INT. STARBUCKS -- LATER -- FALL 117

Louise (22) African-American -- she holds a LOUIS VUITTON

DENIM PURSE.

CARRIE

So, you're from St. Louis?

LOUISE

That's right. Louise from St.

Louis.

81.

Carrie smiles, looks down at her resume.

CARRIE

Have you ever been a personal

assistant?

LOUISE

No, but I'm the oldest of six kids,

so I can pretty much handle

anything you got.

CARRIE

Six kids? What was that like?

LOUISE

Crowded. I had to move to New York

just to get some room. And where'd

I wind up? A one bedroom apartment

with three roommates.

CARRIE

(laughs; then)

Aside from the space issue... why'd

you move to New York?

LOUISE

To fall in love.

Carrie is taken aback.

LOUISE (CONT'D)

What? That's corny, right?

CARRIE

No, it's just -- so -- honest. I

don't think I've ever heard anyone

say that in a long time.

Louise looks at her, owns it. Carrie smiles, sold.

CARRIE (CONT'D)

Well... Louise from St. Louis... I

have just one more question.

(beat)

How does an unemployed girl with

three roommates afford the

Patchwork Denim Bowley Louis

Vuitton bag?

LOUISE

It's rented. "Bag, Borrow or

Steal." It's like Netflix for

purses.

82.

CARRIE

No! How can I not know about this?

LOUISE

Girl, stick with me, I'll hook you

up.

118 INT. CARRIE'S APARTMENT-- DAY -- FALL 118

The room is now half-empty of the presents. Louise sits in

the middle of the clutter -- busy writing out note cards.

CARRIE (V.O.)

And she did hook me up.

119 INT. CARRIE'S APARTMENT -- DAY -- FALL 119

The space is much more orderly. Louise is kneeling on the

floor taking books out of boxes and placing them on in piles

on the floor. Carrie enters -- amazed at the progress. Her

phone rings. Louise answers it instantly.

LOUISE

Carrie Bradshaw... This is Louise.

(listens; then repeats)

Anne From the New York Observer...

She looks over at Carrie, who shakes her head: No.

LOUISE (CONT'D)

I'll let her know you called.

She hangs up and continues working. Carrie watches her.

120 INT. CARRIE'S APARTMENT -- DAY -- FALL 120

Louise directs two DELIVERY MEN who are carrying a NEW

MATTRESS into the bedroom. Carrie watches from her closet

surrounded by boxes.

CARRIE (V.O.)

After only three days -- I began to

think of her as Saint Louise from

St. Louis.

121 INT. MIRANDA'S OFFICE -- DAY 121

Miranda is sitting at her desk, eating a take-out salad while

talking on the phone.

A.

MIRANDA

(into phone)

No, I can't be more patient. Your

agency has had three weeks to find

me an apartment.

The office door opens -- A TWENTY-SOMETHING ASSISTANT enters

and places some documents on the desk in front of her.

Miranda signs as she chews and talks.

MIRANDA (CONT'D)

No -- I told you... It has to be in

Manhattan. Because it does.

(MORE)

83.

MIRANDA (CONT'D)

How hard could it be to find

something just on the other side of

the Brooklyn Bridge?

The assistant takes the documents and starts away.

MIRANDA (CONT'D)

(into phone pissed)

On second thought -- Forget it. I

could do a better job myself.

Miranda hangs up, exhales. Bites her salad. Determined.

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