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No Greater Love
by Christinem (shygirl4real82@aol.com)

Rated: R   Genre: Drama   User Review: *1/2
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INT. VIVICA'S OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
VIVICA is with her nine o'clock client, JAMAL. Her office
overlooked a busy city with a back view of the ocean. Vivica
has a professional stunning appearance, especially with her
reading glasses on.

She has a notepad in her hand and jets down Jamal faults. He
spills out his whole life story to her while She listen.
Considering the fact it is her job to listen and give advice
because that is what a shrink does.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
My Mom told me all the time...
                                                            
Jamal has hesitation in his voice.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Jamal?..
                                                            
Sincered, Vivica looks up from her pad and gives Jamal her
undivided attention.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
I don't think I should have went
through the things I went through
as a child. No kid deserves to.
      (beat)
Sometimes I wonder what my life
would be like if I had grew up
with two parents who loved me.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
What is that Your Mom tell's you
all time?
                                                            
                       JAMAL
Dr. Royce?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Please call me Vivica.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
Well Vivica, are you sure whatever
I say to you as of this moment
will not leave this room? It'll
stay between me and you?
                                                            
Jamal feigns in his seat.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Of course.
                                                            

2.

                       JAMAL
Are You sure?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Yes Jamal. This discussion will
stay between me and you.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
Good.
                                                            
Relax, He lay down and close his eyes...inhale...exhale..
                                                            
                       JAMAL
It took me a long time to realize
this. I guess hearing it over and
over again from your own Mother
you begin to take heat to it.
      (beat)
What I am trying to say is that.
                                                            
He stop, tries to find a way to let himself loose to Vivica.
He holds back.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Go ahead. I'm hear to listen not
put you down. What's on Your mind?
                                                            
                       JAMAL
Do You love your Mother Ms.
Royce..I mean Vivica?
                                                            
Vivica turn her attention to the open view of the city.
Something He had said put Vivica in a daze.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
Dr.?
                                                            
He peeks out of one eye.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
Dr., did I say something wrong?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Yes. Yes I do love my Mother.
Jamal, it looks like to me we're
not getting anywhere?
      (take off glasses)
Right when I think We're moving to
another chapter in your life. You
end up starting back where you
were again.
                                                            

3.

Frustrated, She place her note pad and glasses down on her
desk.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
What?..What are You doing?
                                                            
He jumps up out of his seat.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Jamal, I am recommending You to
someone else because I am no help
to you.
      (stood)
                                                            
                       JAMAL
No! You can't do that Ms. Royce. I
don't want anyone else. I want
you!
                                                            
Vivica eyes widen. She takes a seat behind her desk.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Mrs. Rita Born is a wonderful
shrink. I think She'll do You
justice. Besides I think You would
be better off working with Her.
                                                            
                       JAMAL
So..Your just going to give up on
Me like that?
      (Vivica say
       nothing)
Thats bull-shit!
                                                            
He throws everything off of Vivica's desk and kicked her
file cabinet serval times.

Vivica is terrified of Jamal's out bursting behavior. She
calls for security on her office speaker phone.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
I need someone in here
immediately!
                                                            
Four police officers enter the office with two detectives.
All four of the officers held Jamal down.
                                                            
                       OFFICER 1
Did you get anything out of Him?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
No. Nothing.
                                                            

4.

                       OFFICER 1
Yeah well Im sure this right here
is enough evidence to prove that
He needs more then just a Shrink
help.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Next time You need a Shrink go
down stairs to Rita's office.
                                                            
The Officer smiles.
                                                            
                       OFFICER 1
Will do. Lets go buddy. I hope
You're not allergic to pills and
injections.
                                                            
They all exit
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Look at this mess!
                                                            
She starts to clean.
                                                            
 
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - NORA'S CLASSROOM - DAY
                                                            
NORA teaches her 11th grade students the basics of
Journalism. All of the male students could not keep their
eyes off of her beauty as the females couldn't stand looking
at her.
                                                            
                       NORA
How do you get an audience
attention? Can anybody tell me
that?
                                                            
All the Guys raised their hand. Nora laughs.
                                                            
                       NORA
Come on Ladies. I need to hear
from You too.
      (point)
Yes, D.J.
                                                            
                       DJ
We put You on the front cover.
                                                            
                       NORA
      (smile)
Larry...How would you get your
audience attention?
                                                            

5.

                       LARRY
Have a calendar and You possing in
a bathing suit. A bikkni!
                                                            
The Guy's high five each other and cheer on.
                                                            
                       JASMAN
You all are just pigs!
                                                            
                       DJ
Oh shut up Jasman. You're just mad
because don't know one look at you
like that. When was the last time
you had a boyfriend?
                                                            
                       JASMAN
      (attitude)
When was the last time You got
laid?
                                                            
                       DJ
Last night!
                                                            
                       NORA
Ok, You two. Stop it!
                                                            
                       JASMAN
Blow up dolls don't count.
                                                            
                       NORA
DJ! Jasman! Stop!
                                                            
They stop. Nora continues.
                                                            
                       NORA
I know most of You think
journalism is so easy. But its
not. You have to-
                                                            
Jasman slings a pencil at DJ's head. They start fighting.
                                                            
                       ALL
Cat fight!
                                                            
They surround DJ & Jasman.
                                                            
                       NORA
Not again.
                                                            
She calls for the principal.
                                                            
 

6.

INT. ART COLLEGE - HALLWAY - DAY
                                                            
VIVE walks through the hallway with bestfriend MELISSA. Two
diva's all ready for their fourth year of college.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
Can you believe this is our last
year!
      (excited)
Our last year!
                                                            
                       VIVE
No. I think I might do it again.
You know, get My bachlors degree
or something.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
You're shitting Me right?
                                                            
                       VIVE
Yeah. I don't think I could do
this another year.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
Me neither. After this year my ass
is done!
                                                            
                       VIVE
Vivica thinks I should go another
four years because it'll look good
on my resume but-
                                                            
                       MELISSA
I wouldn't do it.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Im not.
                                                            
She look down at her classroom schedule. Room 219. She stood
right infront of her first period classroom.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Well.This is it. Lets go get our
'educationable' on.
                                                            
They both laugh.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
Lets do the damn thing!
                                                            
 

7.

INT. ART COLLEGE - CREATIVE WRITTING CLASS - DAY
                                                            
The classroom sits about an hundred students although about
half were present. PROFESSOR MORGAN has his back facing Vive
and Melissa. He sorts through his paper work with his
reading glasses on.
                                                            
Melissa and Vive find a place to sit side by side on the
fourth row.
                                                            
BELL RINGS
                                                            
                       PROFESSOR MORGAN
Welcome everyone!
                                                            
He faces the class. Vive and Melissa eyes widen and jaws
dropped. He is difidently a work of art. He exaimnes his
classmates by sight.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
I think four more years may
benefit me.
                                                            
Vive doesn't say a word. Her eyes and attention is all on
the Professor.
                                                            
                       PROFESSOR MORGAN
My name is Professor Morgan. I'll
be Your creative writing teacher
this year. I just moved from the
east to teach here. I hope this
year is pleasant for all of us. I
would go around and ask everyone
to represent but from the looks of
it, that'll take all day.
                                                            
He hands out a piece of paper to everyone in the glass.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
You think he's married?
                                                            
                       VIVE
      (snaps out of it)
What?
                                                            
                       MELISSA
What the Hell are you doing?
                                                            
                       VIVE
I had a feature-rama. Me,
Professor Morgan and our two kids
were in it.
      (smiles)
                                                            

8.

                       MELISSA
You crazy..
                                                            
She playful pushed Melissa. They share a laugh.
                                                            
 
INT. HOSPITAL - WAITING ROOM - DAY
                                                            
YEAR 1995
                                                            
Vive and Vivica held it each other in the waiting room.
They've been at the hospital all night crying their eyes
out.
                                                            
                       DR. SMITH
Ladies, Your Mom is ready for
vistors.
                                                            
                       VIVE
      (resist)
Vivica, I can't do it! I can't get
the nerve up to see Mom like this.
                                                            
                       DR. SMITH
Whenever You two are ready.
      (leaves)
                                                            
                       VIVICA
It'll lift her spirits to see us.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Oh yeah! Where's Nora then? How
come She didn't come?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
I don't know. I called Her. I told
Her. She probably got wraped up in
something.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Or She don't care.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Thats not it. Come one baby. She's
waiting.
                                                            
They walk down the hallway holding hands to their Mothers
room.

Vive gets restless. She just couldn't get the courage to go
into that room. She stood outside the room while Vivica
entered.
                                                            
 

9.

INT. HOSPITAL - BEVERLY'S ROOM - DAY
                                                            
Beverly lays in bed. She looks tired. IV's are hooked all
over her. Vivica sits next to her Mom and held her hand.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
Hey baby..
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Hey Mom. How you feeling?
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
Good. But I can't say that for
their food.
      (smile)
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Yeah It something though.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
I guess. Where are the other two?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Vive is in the hallway. She's
scared to come in.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
What? Why?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
She doesn't want to see You like
this.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
Thats just crazy! Vive!
      (yells for Vive)
Vive! Baby come here!
                                                            
VIVE INNOCENTLY ENTERS
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
There's my Baby. Come here.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Look at you...
                                                            
She cries. Beverly held on tight to Her youngest.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
Everything is going to be ok. It
is.
                                                            

10.

                       VIVE
Look at you Mom! Can you honestly
say everything is going to be ok?
This is not fair!
                                                            
Her cries became even louder.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
Don't judge the Lord doings.
Everything is going to be just
fine. Stop crying.
                                                            
                       VIVE
I can't.
                                                            
Beverly whiped Vive tears off her face.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
You always was a little cry baby.
      (Vive laughs)
                                                            
                       VIVE
So.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
Where's Nora?
                                                            
Vive and Vivica looks at each other.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
She's not coming.
                                                            
                       BEVERLY
Oh..
                                                            
She saddly turns away from Vivica. Vivica does the same.
                                                            
Beverly begins coughing hard. Her heart monitor goes out of
control. Doctors and nurses run into the room rushing Vivica
and Vive out.
                                                            
                       VIVE
      (cries)
What is going on?
                                                            
                       DR. SMITH
Ms. Royce please get out.
                                                            
                       VIVE
My Mom is in here! I am not
living!
                                                            

11.

                       DR. SMITH
      (yells)
Ms. Royce leave!
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Come on.
                                                            
Vive cries on Vivica's shoulder. They leave the room.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
 
INT. HOSPITAL - WAITING ROOM - DAY
                                                            
Vivica still holding Vive. They over hear two doctors
talking in the hallway.
                                                            
                       DR. (V.O.)
Mrs. Royce heart stopped. Her lung
clasped.
                                                            
                       DR. SMITH (V.O.)
We sent the shockwaves to the
heart and pumped three to four
hits of air in her.
                                                            
                       DR. (V.O.)
She breathing. Has heartbeat now.
But She's uncautions.
                                                            
                       NURSE (V.O.)
So what do You want Me to tell her
daughters?
                                                            
Vive and Vivica stood in the door way and heard everything.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
I believe You don't have to tell
anything.
                                                            
Vive cries.
                                                            
VIVE CRY ECHO'S
                                                            
FADE OUT
                                                            
FADE IN
                                                            
VIVICA AWAKES FROM HER DREAM
                                                            
 

12.

INT. VIVICA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - - NIGHT
                                                            
She look up at the alarm clock. 1:00 a.m. in a bright read
color almost blinded Her.
                                                            
She picks up the phone and dialed out to Vive's home phone.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
I can't sleep.
                                                            
                       VIVE (V.O.)
I'm here.
                                                            
 
INT. VIVE'S APPARTMENT - BEDROOM - DAY
                                                            
Vive watches BET midnight slow jams in her bed.
                                                            
                       VIVE
What dream did You have this time?
                                                            
INT. VIVICA'S BEDROOM - SAME
                                                            
                       VIVICA
The hospital one.
                                                            
                       VIVE (V.O.)
Do you want me to come over?
                                                            
                       VIVICA
No. I'll be ok. I just need
someone to talk to.
                                                            
                       VIVE (V.O.)
Well Im here.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
You'll think after four years I'll
be over it.
                                                            
INT. VIVE'S BEDROOM-SAME
                                                            
                       VIVE
It's not that easy Viv. I'm not
over it neither.
                                                            
Vivica lets out a very loud and very long sigh.
                                                            
VIVICA'S BEDROOM-SAME
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Your coming by Saturday night
right?
                                                            

13.

                       VIVE
Yeah.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Vivica is sound asleep. Time, 5:00am.
                                                            
 
INT. NORA & ERIC'S HOUSE - OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
ERIC writes his book on the laptop. He types. Stop. Type.
Type. Stop. Stuck, His mind went dead.

NORA ENTER
                                                            
                       NORA
Baby, breakfast is ready.
                                                            
She wrapped her arms around her Husband and gives him a
kiss. He turns away from her.
                                                            
                       ERIC
I can't eat right now.
                                                            
Unwanted feelings crept up Nora spine but she didn't let
that push her away.
                                                            
                       NORA
You want me to bring Your plate up
here?
                                                            
                       ERIC
That'll be fine.
                                                            
                       NORA
Ok.
      (kiss him, leave)
                                                            
Eric watches his wife leave then back to work.
                                                            
VIVAN'S FRONT DOOR OPEN
                                                            
 
                                                            
 
INT. VIVAN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY
                                                            
                       VIVICA
So You decided to join us.
                                                            
                       NORA
I have nothing else to do tonight.
                                                            

14.

Vivica held a glass of wine amd drinks.
                                                            
                       NORA
Where's my glass? Lord knows I
need it.
                                                            
 
INT. VIVICA'S APPARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY
                                                            
Melissa and Vive enjoy a spicy conversation about Professor
Morgan around a burning fire with wine. Vivica and Nora
enter. Vivca pours Nora a glass of wine.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
Whats up Nora?
                                                            
                       NORA
      (nod)
Melissa..
      (drink)
Why is My life so fucked up?
                                                            
She drinks all of her wine and lets out a loud relief sigh.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
What is wrong with You? Eric still
isn't giving You any booty?
                                                            
                       NORA
That and then some. He haven't
even touched Me in three months
now! I'm starting to think there's
someone else.
                                                            
                       VIVE
You know what that means, right?
                                                            
Vive sips her drink and cuts her eyes to Nora
                                                            
                       NORA
      (attitude)
No. What does it mean?
                                                            
                       VIVE
You ain't doing it right.
                                                            
Melissa and Vive burst out in laughs.
                                                            
                       NORA
Excuse me, but I give my husband
what he wants. And when He want's
it.
                                                            

15.

                       VIVE
But do you do it good?
                                                            
                       MELISSA
Hey!..
      (laughs)
                                                            
                       NORA
That is none of your business.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Im guessing that's a no.
                                                            
Sips her drink.
                                                            
                       NORA
I am not trying to hear that. I do
my man right. Im his uncle,
grandma, daddy every god damn
family member you can think of
when he's in the bed with me. So
don't tell me I don't do it right.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
Damn. Iam just mama
                                                            
                       VIVICA
I am neither. I haven't had a lick
of sex in...
                                                            
She thinks long and hard.
                                                            
                       NORA
two years.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Damn, that long eh? Thats not
normal is it?
                                                            
The other three shook their heads no.

Vivica swallows down her whole drink to wash away her sexual
frustrations.
                                                            
                       NORA
Your not alone girl. Every since
Charles I haven't even looked at
another guy or Buddy.
                                                            
                       MELISSA
Who's Buddy? You never told me
about Him.
                                                            

16.

                       VIVICA
Buddy? Trust Me, You don't want to
know about Buddy.
                                                            
Vive laughs.
                                                            
                       NORA
That is nasty. Out of all the Men
in the world...
      (shakes her head)
You chose something that takes c
batteries to operate.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Actually D. I like mine powerful.
                                                            
Melissa burst out in laughs again.

Nora shook her head in disgust.
                                                            
                       VIVE
You can use it if you want.
                                                            
                       NORA
Hell no. I don't believe in
artifical things. I prefere the
real thing.
                                                            
                       VIVE
Well, if You're not getting any as
it is now You might want to invest
in one. They come in handy and it
is safe.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
I have to agree with Vive.
Although it's nothing like the
real thing.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
Lets stop talking about sex. You
all are going to make me go home
and rape my husband.
                                                            
                       VIVICA
      (to Vive)
What?
                                                            
                       NORA
Well Nobody asked You.
                                                            
Vivica change up the subject to prevent drama from Vive and
Nora.
                                                            

17.

                       VIVICA
You wouldn't believe what kind of
day I had today.
                                                            


FADE OUT.


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From ashley Date 5/29/2005 *1/2
There is a good idea for the story but the transitions need much work it's as if there are three stories going on and no connection until to late. Fix the grammatical errors as well and develop the story a bit more instead of jumping from idea to idea!


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