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by Joseph Ilia (fromanshevz@yahoo.com)
Rated: 
Genre: Comedy
User Review: 
After drama and fighting has torn many of the Underclassmen apart, forced interaction during a day of school will determine the fate of their relationships. To return to Episode 1 go here: http://www.scriptbuddy.com/community/?p=4291530364 or to find any links to previous episodes, read the description in Episode 1.
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UNDERCLASSMEN - EPISODE 8 "AMEND"
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FADE IN:
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INT. HISTORY CLASSROOM - DAY |
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Boom, Chris, and Dom sit in their desks before class starts.
Chris' eye is slightly swollen and black & blue. Eric enters
the classroom, his nose is bruised slightly. Boom and Dom
immediately rise and get in between Chris and Eric. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Holding on to friends in high
school can be tough. With all the
drama that goes around, all you
can hope to do is avoid your
problems as much as possible.. |
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BOOM
Hey guys, no wars today. |
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Chris and Eric stare at each other angrily, but remain
silent. |
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DOM
Are you guys going to be chill? |
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Pause. |
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Boom and Dom sit down again. Eric finds a seat with one
chair in between him and Chris. |
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CHRIS
It hurts...how's your nose? |
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CHRIS
(sarcastically)
Sure it is. |
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Silence. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
The problem with having issues
with a schoolmate is that there's
so many other things to deal with,
the issues will just grow before
you get the chance to fix them. |
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Stacy and Liz walk into the classroom. Liz takes a seat next
to Boom, Stacy sits in between Eric and Chris. |
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Stacy bends over to kiss Chris. They kiss briefly and then
she pulls back. |
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STACY
Jeez! What happened to you eye?!? |
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Stacy looks over at Eric. |
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STACY
And Eric, your nose. |
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LIZ
Did you guys fight or something? |
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Chris and Eric shrug off Liz's comment. The history teacher,
MRS. VANNA GRAHAM, enters the classroom. Stacy looks
forward, paying attention, and Chris and Eric stare at each
other through Stacy. Mrs. Graham begins her lecture. |
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ERIC
(quietly)
I still want to know who told you. |
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CHRIS
(quietly)
Can you let it go, Eric? |
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ERIC
I don't want to just let it go.
What's the big deal? Why can't you
just tell me? |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Eric! This is history! Discuss
private matters privately! |
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Mrs. Graham continues her lecture, Stacy looks at Chris. |
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STACY
Tell him what? Tell Eric what,
Chris? |
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Chris ignores Stacy, she looks at Eric. |
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STACY (cont'd)
What do you want him to tell you? |
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STACY
Sorry, Mrs. Graham. |
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Amy enters the classroom. She looks around and sees only one
empty desk next to Dom. She approaches Liz. |
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AMY
Can I sit there, please? |
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LIZ
Amy, there's an open seat right
next to Dom. |
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AMY
I don't want to sit next to Dom,
Liz, I want to sit here. Please. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Excuse me Amy, but this is a
class. Why do you feel you have a
right to disturb it? |
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AMY
I'm sorry, Mrs. Graham. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
And you're late. Do you have a
late note? |
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AMY
Well no, but (I thought)-- |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Go get a late note, Amy. |
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AMY
Mrs. Graham, you realize that if I
get a late note I'll only be ten
minutes later. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Maybe you'll be more prompt next
time so you don't have to get
another late note. |
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Amy throws her backpack down on the empty desk next to Dom
and storms out of the classroom with a groan. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Class, before I forget, I'd like
to see your homework. |
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All the students in the classroom look shocked. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Teachers are asses. They know
perfectly well that last night was
Halloween, but they still insist
on seeing your homework. This
means that half the class has to
come up with a last minute excuse.
And despite what T.V. tells you,
it's not easy. |
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FANTASY SEQUENCE |
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MRS. GRAHAM
May I see your homework, Stacy? |
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A laugh track plays. |
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The laugh track plays once again. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Well that's a first. |
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The laugh track plays chuckles. Eric rips and chews a piece
of paper. Mrs. Graham approaches him awkwardly. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Eric, what are you doing? |
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Eric looks back up Mrs. Graham and holds out the ripped
piece of paper. |
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ERIC
Oh-- umm...my dog ate it. |
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The laugh track roars loudly and there is applause. Eric
smiles, acknowledging the audience. |
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END FANTASY SEQUENCE |
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Eric smiles, lost in his daydream. |
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Eric jumps in his seat. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Your homework? |
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ERIC
Oh--umm--well, Mrs. Graham--I...I
just had a very busy...very weird
night last night...I just...I just
didn't get around to it. I'm
sorry. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Please, please, please, please,
please, please, please, please. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
Oh, well considering last night
was Halloween it doesn't surprise
me that you were busy last night.
In fact, I'm happy for you, Eric.
How fun it must be to be young and
careless. How fun it must be to be
you! You know what, everybody,
forget about your homework. Happy
Halloween! |
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BOOM
Thank you, Mrs. Graham. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
I am expecting that assignment to
be turned in to me by tomorrow
morning, before class. |
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MRS. GRAHAM
You will receive one letter grade
off the homework, I will notify
your Grade Level Adviser, and I
will be giving your parents a call
about this. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! |
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INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM - NEXT |
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Eric sits in the science classroom, Ms. Evans stands in
front of him. |
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MS. EVANS
Where's your homework, Eric? |
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ERIC (V.O.)
You have to sell it with your eyes
this time. |
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ERIC
I'm sorry Mrs. Evans, I had an
incredibly busy night, I just
didn't have time. Can I hand it in
tomorrow? |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Eyes, man, your eyes. |
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Eric makes puppy dog eyes at Ms. Evans. |
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INT. ECONOMICS CLASSROOM - NEXT |
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Mr. Vaughn stands in front of Eric. |
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MR. VAUGHN
Eric? Your homework? |
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FANTASY SEQUENCE |
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INT. TOY STORE - DAY |
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Eric, wearing a toy store uniform, holds a box reading
"Eric's Homework Excuse" out for Mr. Vaughn, who stands,
frowning, arms folded. |
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ERIC
Come on Mr. Vaughn, it's cheap. |
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MR. VAUGHN
Yeah...I'm not buying it. |
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END FANTASY SEQUENCE |
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INT. CAFETERIA - DAY |
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Eric lays on the cafeteria table without food, face down.
Dom is next to him eating a pie, Boom is across from them,
with some food but no pie. |
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ERIC
Such a bad day...ahh! |
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Eric picks his head back up and looks at Dom as he takes a
large bite of his pie. |
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DOM
(mouthful)
This pie is so good...I could have
sex with it. |
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Eric groans and lets his head fall back to the table as Boom
laughs. Liz approaches the boys with a tray of food
including a piece of cake. She sits down at the table, next
to Boom. |
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DOM
Liz, try this pie. It's so good.
Too good. An orgasm in my mouth. |
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Liz takes her fork and takes a bite of Dom's pie. |
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DOM
Too sweet? How can something be
too sweet? That's like something
being too...too good. |
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ERIC
Eloquently spoken, Dom. |
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Boom and Liz laugh. |
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DOM
You know what I'm trying to say,
and you know I'm right, too. |
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Liz takes a bite of her cake and moans in ecstasy. |
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BOOM
Could you do that again, please? |
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LIZ
(to Boom)
You wish, pervert.
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LIZ (cont'd)
(to Dom)
Dom...this cake, destroys your
pie. |
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Dom looks and points down to his pie. |
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DOM
Nothing can destroy this pie, all
right, sweetheart? Okay? |
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Liz takes her fork, cuts another small bite, and puts it out
to Dom. |
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Dom stares at Liz for a moment then takes a bite off Liz's
fork. He chews on it for a moment, swallows, pauses, and
lets out a deep breath. |
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DOM
This cake...is so damn...great. I
swear I would cheat on my pie and
raise a whole family of little
dessert products. |
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Liz laughs. |
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LIZ
I told you, didn't I? |
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INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
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Stacy stands by Chris' locker as he empties his books from
his backpack into the locker. |
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STACY
So are you going to tell me or
not, Chris? |
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STACY
You know what I want you to tell
me. |
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CHRIS
Stacy...no I don't. |
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Chris closes his locker. |
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CHRIS
What class do I have now? |
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Chris unlocks his locker once again and begins to put a
large amount of books into his backpack. |
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STACY
Do you really not know what I want
to know? |
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STACY
Do you even listen to me when I
talk to you?!? |
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CHRIS
I drift in and out. |
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Stacy looks at Chris angrily. She begins to walk away, Chris
gets up and grabs her. |
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CHRIS
Hey, hey, lovie. Joking. Just
joking. Okay? |
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Chris gives Stacy a quick kiss and then brings her by the
hand back to his locker. |
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STACY
Can you just stay here please? I
don't have a class and I don't
want to go to lunch yet. |
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CHRIS
Stacy, I have math. |
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STACY
But I'll be lonely. |
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Chris finishes putting books into his backpack and closes
his locker. He stares down at his large backpack for a
moment. |
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CHRIS
This thing's a beast. |
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Chris takes a deep breath and lifts the backpack onto his
back. |
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Chris begins to fall backwards. |
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CHRIS
No I don't, no I don't-- |
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Chris hits the floor with a thud. |
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INT. CAFETERIA - DAY |
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Liz's cake is half eaten. Dom tries to grab another bite,
Liz slaps his hand away. |
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DOM
Ow! What was that for? |
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LIZ
You've had enough, it's my cake
and you're eating more than me,
fatty. |
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DOM
Stick and stones will break my
bones but words will never hurt
me. |
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LIZ
What are you, six years old? |
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Dom growls at Liz and then goes back to his pie. Liz looks
at Eric, who is still face down on the cafeteria table. |
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LIZ
(to Eric)
Talk to me babe, what's wrong? |
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LIZ
Why don't you start by telling me
one thing? |
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Eric picks his head up. |
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ERIC
How the hell am I supposed to talk
to Chris again? Or talk to Stacy
without pissing Chris off? |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Oh, crap, she doesn't know...it's
okay, it's still not too late to-- |
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BOOM
Chris found out that Eric has a
crush on Stacy, then he punched
Eric in the face. |
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BOOM
What? She was going to find out
anyway. |
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Liz points at Boom, then at Dom, and then back at Boom. |
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LIZ
Did you two know about this? |
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DOM
Actually, Eric never told me. I
found out a little after Eric got
the crap kicked out of him. |
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LIZ
You got the crap kicked out of
you?!? |
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ERIC
No, okay? First of all, Chris
caught me off guard and got in one
good punch. |
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Eric points to his bruised nose. |
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ERIC (cont'd)
I got in my fair share of punches,
all right? Secondly, it's not like
I was trying to keep you all in
the dark about the whole...me and
Stacy thing. I only told Boom and
Jon--... |
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Eric gets up and walks away. Liz follows him. |
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After Liz has gone, Dom takes Liz's cake. He is about to
take a bite when Liz returns and slaps his hand away, then
puts her cake back on her tray. |
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LIZ
That's my cake, fatty. |
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INT. CAFETERIA - NEXT |
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Jonsey sits at a table with a group of friends. Eric walks
over to him angrily. |
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ERIC
It was you, wasn't it?!? |
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ERIC
It was you, you told Chris. |
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JONSEY
Eric, I don't know what you're
talking about. |
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Liz catches up to Eric. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
If you can't control your
emotions, you're just going to end
up running right into more
problems than you thought you had. |
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ERIC
Yes you do, yes you do, you were
upset with me, you were the only
person who could have told Chris.
You were the only person. |
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ERIC
...I told you...what I told
you...in confidence. That's not
cool to go behind my back like
that, Jonsey. |
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JONSEY
Whatever man, it's not like it
makes a difference. |
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ERIC
Doesn't make a difference? |
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LIZ
Hey, Eric, don't bother with him,
okay? Calm down, go sit down
again, please? |
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Eric looks at Liz then scowls at Jonsey before walking away
with an angry groan. |
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LIZ
What the hell, Jonsey?!? |
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Liz hits Jonsey. |
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Liz walks back to her table. |
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INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
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Chris is wobbling side to side on the floor with his
backpack on, Stacy at his side. |
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CHRIS
I feel like a fucking turtle. |
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STACY
Let me help you up. |
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Chris rolls onto his stomach and pushes up. When he gets to
his feet, he wobbles for a moment with his hands out to the
sides, trying to get stable. When he finds his center, he
puts his hands down. |
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CHRIS
Okay lovie, I got class. |
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Chris walks away and Stacy sits against the lockers by
herself. She bites her fingernails and sighs. Then, she
looks down the hallway and sees Amy walking by. Amy notices
Stacy and turns her head in the other direction. |
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AMY
(quietly, to
herself)
Don't talk to me, don't talk to
me, don't talk to me, don't talk
to me-- |
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Amy turns to Stacy. |
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STACY
Can I talk to you for a minute? |
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AMY
Stacy! I have a class! |
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STACY
(nearly crying)
I just want to talk to you for a
minute, Amy! Please! |
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AMY
All right, okay, a minute. |
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Amy takes off her backpack and takes a seat next to Stacy. |
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AMY
Calm down, hun. What do you want? |
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STACY
I feel like we're not friends
anymore. |
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AMY
What? Why are you saying that? |
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STACY
But...it's like...ever since
yesterday there's this awkwardness
between us. |
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AMY
Well...you said I threw an egg at
you and called me an immature
bitch, even though it's not true. |
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STACY
(tearing)
I'm sorry. |
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AMY
Hey, hey, stop Stacy. It's all
right. I have to go to my class
but we'll talk later. You going to
be okay? |
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AMY
You're going to be fine, we'll
talk later. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Sometimes when you're in an
uncomfortable situation, all you
can do is walk away and try and
avoid your problems. |
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Amy gets up and walks towards her class. |
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AMY
(to herself)
Immature bitch. |
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Stacy, now by herself, curls into a ball, upset. |
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INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM - DAY |
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Liz, Boom, and the rest of their Science class chat as MR.
SHERMAN enters the room. |
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MR. SHERMAN
Okay, let's get started people. I
need to take the attendance. |
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The class quiets down and takes their seats, Liz sits next
to Boom, and Mr. Sherman grabs his attendance book and
begins to read from it. |
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MR. SHERMAN
Th-tha-than-thanabh--
(sighs)
...Boom? |
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18.
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Sitting next to Liz is HENRY CAULFIELD, an awkward-looking
freshman. He chuckles to himself. |
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Henry smiles with delight at his own joke, Liz stares at
him. |
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LIZ
Well that never gets old. What is
that the third class today, Henry? |
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HENRY
I think it's funny. |
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LIZ
Well, that's probably because
you're only six years old. Or at
least that's where your maturity
level has gotten to. |
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HENRY
Sticks and stones will break my
bones but words will never hurt
me. |
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LIZ
Ugh, guys are so immature. |
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LIZ
(to Mr. Sherman)
Here.
(to Henry)
See, it's that easy. |
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Henry scoffs and turns away. Liz looks around and then turns
to Boom, grabbing his arm. |
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LIZ
Eric still isn't here. |
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BOOM
I don't know, I'm not psycho. |
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BOOM
You know, the people that can see
into the future and stuff. |
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BOOM
Psychic, I'm not psychic. |
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LIZ
I don't think you're psychic but
where do you think Eric could be? |
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Mr. Sherman hears Liz. |
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MR. SHERMAN
Liz, quit being rude, crude, and
socially unacceptable! |
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Eric calmly enters the classroom. On his way to an empty
desk, Mr. Sherman stops him. |
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MR. SHERMAN
Eric, where were you? |
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Liz hits Boom. |
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ERIC
I was just late. I'm sorry but I
didn't look at the time. |
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MR. SHERMAN
This kind of behavior is rude,
crude, and socially unacceptable.
I could send you to detention for
this. |
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ERIC
Do what you have to do. |
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Pause. |
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MR. SHERMAN
I'll let you slide this time. The
last time, okay? No more excuses,
Eric. |
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Eric takes a seat near Liz, and lets out a deep sigh. |
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ERIC
Liz, don't worry about it. |
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LIZ
I am worried, you just like
disappeared. |
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ERIC
I didn't disappear. I'm here,
right? |
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LIZ
Look, I'm just concerned. |
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ERIC
You don't need to be concerned
right now. There are plenty of
other things going on and I don't
want to talk about this okay? |
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LIZ
You know, I feel bad sometimes and
(when that happens)-- |
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Eric gets up. |
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LIZ (cont'd)
--Eric? Where are you going? |
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Eric heads towards the door. |
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ERIC
Sorry Mr. Sherman, I'll be right
back, I have to go--I--I'm going
to--I'll be back. |
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ERIC
Don't worry, I'll be back. |
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Eric exits. Liz looks over at Boom. |
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INT. MATH CLASSROOM - DAY |
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MR. TERRY lectures at the front of the room. Amy takes notes
at her desk, and a couple rows back, Dom silently stares at
her. He then picks up his pencil and begins to write a note,
which reads, "I need to talk to you -Dom". When finished,
Dom folds the paper and taps the student next to him, PHRED. |
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DOM
(whispers)
Pass this down to Amy. |
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DOM
(whispers)
Does it matter? |
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PHRED
(whispers)
I'm curious...and bored. |
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DOM
Just pass the note, Phred. |
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Phred takes the note and starts passing it up towards Amy.
Amy looks baack at Dom with a scowl then reads the note to
herself. Afterward, she writes on the same piece of paper
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and passes it back to Dom. Dom opens the note on his desk
and reads, "You picked a great time -sarcasm". Phred leans
over towards Dom. |
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PHRED
(whispers)
Can I read it? |
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PHRED
(whispers)
Why not? |
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DOM
(whispers)
Just--just shutup, Phred. |
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Dom writes "I need to talk to you and work some things out.
I hate the awkwardness." He folds the paper and taps Phred
again. |
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DOM
(whispers)
Pass this back. |
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PHRED
(whispers)
Let me read it. |
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DOM
(whispers)
Just pass the damn note. |
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PHRED
(whispers)
Let me read it. |
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Mr. Terry, who has taken notice, now stands next to Dom. He
snatches the note out of Dom's hand. |
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MR. TERRY
I'll read it.
(reads)
I need to talk to you - Dom, You
picked a great time - sarcasm, I
need to (talk to you and)-- |
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Dom grabs the note from Mr. Terry. |
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MR. TERRY
Dom, give me the note. |
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MR. TERRY
You're in enough trouble all
ready, give me the note. |
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AMY
Mr. Terrry, Dom was passing the
note to me. You don't have to just
be upset with him. |
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MR. TERRY
That's not what I'm concerned
with, Amy. I just want you to give
me the-- |
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Mr. Terry looks down at Dom who has now popped the note into
his mouth and is chewing on it. |
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MR. TERRY
--...note.
(pauses)
Well, at least you'll be getting
some fiber. |
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INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
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Eric walks down the hallway gripping his hair fiercly. He
then winds up and hits the lockers hard, making a roaring
bang. From down the hall, Stacy hears him, gets up and
approaches. Eric winces in pain. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Holy crap that hurt. |
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STACY (cont'd)
Eric, what did you do? |
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Eric grips his hand. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
What do you mean, what does she
mean? |
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STACY
You just punched the wall! Are you
okay? Doesn't it hurt? |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Show her you're a man, don't be a
wuss. |
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ERIC
No, I"m fine, it doesn't hurt. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Considering I probably broke it,
the pain isn't that bad. |
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STACY
Are you sure? That was really
loud. |
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Eric leans against the wall using his injured hand. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! |
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ERIC
I have to bathroom...go to the
bathroom...I'll be back. |
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Eric walks away hastily. |
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STACY
(to herself)
Thanks for asking about me. |
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INT. OUTSIDE MATH CLASSROOM - DAY |
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Amy and Dom sit side-by-side in the hallway outside of their
classroom. |
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DOM
That was really nice of you to
stick up for me...I didn't expect
it. |
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AMY
Look Dom, you're annoying but
you're still a friend. I just
wanted to do something nice. |
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Pause. |
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DOM
...but would you...I don't know. |
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Mr. Terry opens the door and pops his head out. |
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MR. TERRY
You can come back in now. |
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Mr. Terry goes back in the classroom but Dom and Amy don't
move. |
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DOM
Would you date me? Ever? |
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AMY
I don't know. Not now...definently
not now. I don't want to date
someone now. But I guess if you
were at a certain point in your
life, I was at a certain point in
mine, it's possible. I don't know. |
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DOM
Well, I'm happy being friends. |
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Amy rests her head on Dom's shoulder. They smile. Mr. Terry
pokes his head back outside again. |
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26.
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MR. TERRY
What are you waiting for,
Christmas? That wasn't optional,
come back inside. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
We all do stupid things around our
friends. And we all can embarrass
ourselves. In the end, you just
hope that through all the drama,
the problems will just settle
themselves out and no one will get
hurt in the process. |
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INT. BATHROOM - DAY |
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Eric enters the bathroom gripping his hand. Inside, he drops
his hand to the side and stares at Chris, who is washing his
hands. They silently stare at one another for a moment. |
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CHRIS
I assume you came to take care of
some business, so why don't you do
it? |
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ERIC
(pauses)
Are you pissed at me? |
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Chris chuckles and begins to dry his hands. |
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CHRIS
I got to tell you the truth...that
night, our fight was all I thought
about. It made me angry...made me
mad...it made me so damn mad. But
now...now I'm not. We've been
friends for a while...so yeah you
had a crush on my girlfriend and
didn't tell me...I think we're
good enough friends to forget
that, right? |
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ERIC
So...you're not mad...because I'd
be mad, why aren't you mad? |
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CHRIS
I don't know...I mean...I guess I
don't consider you that much of a
threat. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
Sticks and stones may break my
bones but words-- |
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FANTASY SEQUENCE |
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Chris slaps Eric across the face, knocking him to the
ground, then storms out of the bathroom. |
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CHRIS
Have a great day, bitchboy. |
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END FANTASY SEQUENCE |
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Eric stares at Chris for a moment. Chris looks at Eric
awkwardly. |
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Chris chuckles. He playfully gives Eric a light slap. |
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CHRIS
Have a great day, bitchboy. |
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Chris exits the bathroom. |
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ERIC (V.O.)
I guess I saw that coming. |
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THE END |
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