T1 omitted scene
This scene shows a bit of Sarah's disappointing love life. She has a date with Stan Morsky, a guy who drives a Porsche.
An omitted part, but in the movie there's still the reference to Stan when Sarah is stood up by him on Friday night, as shown in the last script at the bottom of this page. It's only the short scene in which Sarah hears the recorded message on the answering machine. Funny little sidenote is that the voice on the machine is James Cameron's.
Scripted, but not filmed.
The Terminator treatment, July, 1982:
Treatment part 1 - Sarah's date Stan enters
Sarah answers the phone and Matt, thinking it is Ginger, launches into one of his custom obscene phone calls in which he describes in drooling detail the pleasures he intends to inflict in her pliant flesh. Sarah, suppressing her laughter, gives him enough rope to hang himself and then sternly asks who it is. Matt is grovellingly apologetic, and asks politely to speak to Ginger. When she takes the phone he begins the breathy monologue again. Ginger, with a conspiratorial wink at Sarah says "Oh, hi Steve." Wounded voice: "This is Matt. Who's Steve?" The girls are weak from laughter when the doorbell heralds the arrival of Sarah's mystery date. Enter Stan Morsky: aggressive, clean-cut law student with an upwardly mobile smile and an I'm-so-smooth-I-hardly-believe-it-myself style that instantly spells schmuck. He makes a big hit with Sarah by spending 80 percent of the time looking at Ginger until she gets him coaxed out the door. Needless to say he drives a Porsche.
Treatment part 2 - Sarah's disappointing date with Stan
The phone rings in the dark apartment, triggering the loony phone message the girls have recorded on their machine. In the bedroom the recorded voices are muffled, and largely drowned out by Ginger's moans as she and Matt heave strenuously in the throes of lovemaking. Ginger is still wearing her Walkman earphones and Matt, reaching out to the night table without breaking rhythm, thumbs the volume higher so she won't be distracted by the call. Ginger seems to enjoy his sure touch on her volume control. Stan Morsky's silver Porsche roars to the curb in front of Sarah's building and, killing the engine, he turns to her expectantly. He invites himself up for a drink, but Sarah declines gracefully, saying that her room-mate has company and with a one-bedroom apartment it's her night on the couch. Undaunted, Stan invites her over to his place for a night-cap but she begs off, citing a long and fatiguing day. She breaks off their goodnight kiss when he shows no sign of doing so and thanks him for dinner with an edge in her voice. Stan asks petulantly what's wrong. Didn't they have a nice dinner? Don't they have a lot in common? Don't they both like dogs and swing-era jazz? He doesn't get it. Sarah sighs, abandoning graciousness, and turns on him with a vengeance. Why does something have to be wrong? Does she have to be defective in some way to not want to leap into bed with a guy she has known for three hours, two of which he spent telling her how much money he's going to make when he joins his father's firm and the other spent driving like Mario Andretti on diet pills? Sarah enters the apartment, alone, and trudges to the refrigerator, taking out a pint of ice-cream. She sits down beside Pugsley, lets him out and plunges the spoon into the ice-cream. "Rum raisin," she sighs, "It ain't love but nine out of ten doctors surveyed recommend it as a substitute for orgasm."
In the end, the only reference to Sarah's date Stan is the next part, which is in the movie.
The Terminator script, Fifth Draft, March 19, 1984 revision pages:
VOICE (recorded) Hi, Sarah...Stan Morsky. Uh, something's come up and it looks like I won't be able to make it tonight. I'm really sorry. Call you in a day or so. Sorry. 'Bye. Sarah stands still, crestfallen. GINGER That bum. So what if he has a Porsche, he can't treat you like that... it's Friday night for crissakes. SARAH (slumping) I'll live. GINGER I'll break his kneecaps. Sarah resignedly slips Pugsley off her shoulders. SARAH You still love me, don't you, Pugsley?
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