Our Nic meets Mr. Kidman at the airport... Part Two of the Conversations
Yet another conversation overheard by one of Our Nic’s minders or bodyguards or trainers or PA's, or whoever may have been hired for the day
Keith: My beautiful, beautiful princess (gagging) ... How was your day, my sweet? And you, little prince...how have you been? (Directed at Connor, who immediately looks away, so as not to acknowledge his stepdad).
Nic: Fine...I've been working my fingers to the bone....I've been on set for as much as 90 minutes today...it's grueling...look...I have to impress the hell out of the cast and crew. I need you to put on a show at the local pub tomorrow night.
Keith: Well, gorgeous (another small gag), my throat is a little scratchy. How about the next night?
Nic: (Lighting up a cigarette) I thought I made it clear it would be tomorrow night. (takes a long drag and blows the smoke directly at Keith).
Keith: (cough) But light of my life (gagging yet again) my throat is a bit worn from my shows...if I could get one day of rest...
Nic: I don't know how much clearer I can get. It's tomorrow night and it's free, of course. Did you bring me a gift from Perth? It's the anniversary of my fifth week on this movie.
Keith: (swallowing hard) My love...my pet...I uummm...of course I have something for you...but it's something I can't discuss in front of little Conroy, here.
Nic: This had better be good. I've had to explain that you are not here to bring me my water and one of the PA's has had to be my gopher. It's a relief to get you back so I don't have to carry my cavernous white bag.
Keith: Not that I'm complaining or anything, but do I note the faint smell of alcohol on your breath, my pet?
Nic: So...do you have a problem with that? You're the alkie...not me. I have no intentions of giving up the things I love for you.
Keith: Of course not, baby. Well...I'll get in touch with the pub and set up the sound system and try to get my guitars here in time. I should be able to make the arrangements in time. And maybe I can grab a bite to eat. I ran to the airport and grabbed the first flight back to you this morning. I haven't eaten all day.
Nic: Right. Whatever. I need to impress these people so you better be good. Come Conrad, it's time for you to get to bed. It's nearly 8 pm and Mummy has some visiting and partying to do. Daddy...I mean, Uncle Keith will stay with you in case you need anything. Mummy will see you sometime tomorrow, between takes…