Scene 5.25 - A Plan Of Her Own
EST: INT. Goddess’ balcony, deep dimensional space - Timeless.
(CARMELLA turns from the moment, sees MARY sleeping in an enclave in another room, and looks back at KIM seated in the terrarium in another adjacent room. Turns to BUD, lying naked on the bed, covered in fine linens.)
BUD
What? What's this? This can’t be happening.
CARMELLA
(Wearing only beads and a silky cloth, HER beaded hair now an Art Deco picture that matches HER gown.) It is happening. I’m sorry, but I just had to interrupt before you got any more confused about this than you already are. Hi. My name’s Carmella, I'm the Goddess of The Universe, and I want to have your baby.
BUD
Wasn’t I there just a second ago?
CARMELLA
Yeah, you were. And you’re still there a second from now. I’m not going to bother to explain the physics of it. Listen, I know I’m God. Male, female, black or white, I'm me. I'm a friend. I don’t have a problem with that part. I control time, so I got plenty of it. And space, infinitely more than I can show your eyes. Just about everything that can be controlled, I... (Gestures with a trailing-off hand motion. Sees HE is in awe.) Well, I brought you here to let you know I want to be a mother. With you. Hey, close your mouth. I don’t want your prayers. I don’t wanna hear you sing any hymns. I just wanna be your friend, okay? Like a buddy or something. Think we can be friends, Bud?
BUD
Sure. (Offers hand. Almost giggly, possibly frightened. Very submissive:) You’re God?
CARMELLA
(Takes it, slides up into bed next to him. Her touch is warm, wonderful and relaxing, like sliding into a hot tub, except you don’t suddenly have the urge to pee.) Baby. Call me Caramel. Or Cara. Or Ella. Or Carrie. Or Melanie. It’s all the same to me. Maybe it’s a stage name or maybe it’s not. Do I feel familiar to you? Like before you were born? (Smiling:) Huh?
(Tries to kiss BUD. HE pulls away, SHE crawls across the bed, close.)
BUD
What is going on?
CARMELLA
Listen, I’m the one behind all this, okay? (Kisses him.) There’s no real threat, there never was, I just want to get a look at you. You’re the one I want. (Kisses him, sees him eyeing MARY in the adjacent room. SHE stops kissing him.) Mary Jane wants to marry you, and I gave her my blessing, see? She’s over there, sleeping, and she won’t know unless I want her to know. (Kisses him again, no response.) Look, I’m the chaperone for this trip, okay? If I say it’s okay, it’s okay, okay? (Kisses him.) Okay. (Kisses him.) You can either ride this mood out with me for the next few thousand years, or I can put you and your friends right back to that moldy, old trunk that you all call a temple and you guys can play football until the cows come home. (Gets up.) I don’t care. I’m not playing games. I know what I want, but the choice is yours.
BUD
I need time to think about this. I mean, this is so fast.
CARMELLA
Okay, here’s the rub. (Puts HER hands on HER shapely, bead-covered hips.) I’m ovulating. That means I need to get in on what you and the other women are in and on -- like real soon. I know; I’m around the temple lots. I see what’s going on. The girls in the palace think I’m some teen-aged, temple groupie who has a thing for dressing and looking like the Goddess, and they don’t even suspect that I’m the real deal. I’m older than all of them and they call me kid! I got ‘em all fooled, see?
BUD
Like a secret-identity or something.
CARMELLA
Yeah, kinda like that! What you say you give the Empress her first pairing, whoever else for the next two days and you can master Mary Jane later. I’ll just work myself into your schedule between days when time seems so... timeless.
BUD
I don’t know what to say.
CARMELLA
Say yes.
BUD
Okay, yes.
CARMELLA
Great. You have a wonderful future.
BUD
I do? What do you see?
CARMELLA
Well, I’m really not looking for once; I made a pact. Sometimes I like surprises like I like pacts. Besides, why should I tell you?
BUD
Well, if you’re gonna be my girl, we gotta be honest with each other.
CARMELLA
Oh, you’re my boyfriend now?
BUD
Well, maybe. (Points to MARY.) Really think she won't mind?
CARMELLA
Mind? She’ll take notes. Let’s just call ourselves friends with benefits.
BUD
(Points to the KIM.) What about her?
CARMELLA
What about her? I’ve seen her royal roster. She’s got you lined up for every Friday night. I want every other night, starting tomorrow night.
(She sexily bites at his neck.)
BUD
I guess you know best.
(BUD starts to really enjoy it.)
CARMELLA
Yeah, I do.
(SHE suddenly breaks away.)
BUD
What now?
CARMELLA
I’ll see you tonight. Play along.
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