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RESPECTED
by Jon Turner (JTurner82@AOL.com)

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Shirley is a moody, angst-ridden girl who feels threatened when Mike, an autistic boy, comes to her school. Not only does he make friends with everyone (including Shirley's best friend, Ally), he aces tests and earns favor from everyone in the school. Crazed with jealousy, Shirley tries everything to humiliate him, and in doing so, ends up destroying her own friendships and gets into serious trouble. She eventually realizes that respecting others' differences is far more valuable than discrimination.


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RESPECTED

FADE IN:

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
                                                            
In a long shot, we PAN DOWN from the blue sky to the front
of the Hickory High School. Crowds of students line up
anxiously outside, eager to be admitted.
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: BEGINNING OF THE SCHOOL YEAR
                                                            
In a MS, we see SHIRLEY, a fifteen-year-old sophomore
quietly making her way to school. She has short brown hair
and wears a sweater and pants. Her face is covered by a
very fearful, over-controlled expression.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (off-screen)
Shirley!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (suddenly
       delighted)
Ally!
                                                            
SHIRLEY rushes forward to greet her best friend, ALICE
(since she is nick-named ALLY, we shall refer to her as ALLY
from now on). ALLY is fifteen years old, and, like SHIRLEY,
a sophomore. There is an obvious contrast between the two
of them; ALLY has an irresistibly charming smile and has
long, black hair. She also wears a slightly revealing
outfit.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
It's so great to see you!
                                                            
                       ALLY
Same here. How was your summer?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (flatly)
Oh... same as always. Boring. And
yours?
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (casually)
Oh, it was lovely.
      (turning excited)
Guess what? Weíre in the same
classes together this year!
                                                            

2.

                       SHIRLEY
      (excited by this)
Really?! Thatís GREAT! Weíve
hardly ever been together in
classes.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Well, I guess we lucked out this
year!
                                                            
The bell rings, and the students rush inside.
                                                            
 
INT. HIGH SCHOOL MAIN HALL - DAY
                                                            
The students, all talking at once, head to their classes. We
follow SHIRLEY and ALLY as they walk together toward class.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Ally, why do you always wear
something so flimsy? Arenít you
afraid that the boys will hit on
you?
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (laughing)
I wear whatever I want. And you
worry too much, Shirley; Iíve
dealt with such boys before.
Theyíre just like my brothers: big
babies who love to tease me.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (indignantly)
Well, I don't like to be made fun
of. It reminds me of that
horrible bully from third grade.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley, you've got to get over
it. That was seven years ago.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (a little bit
       brooding)
It doesnít matter. It still
hurts.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (reassuringly)
Well, I'm sure it'll go away in
time.
                                                            
 

3.

INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
MIDDLE-SHOT of the entire class assembled. PAN OVER to
SHIRLEY and ALLY seated together. Abruptly, SHIRLEY gets
out of her seat.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley, where are you going?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (briefly facing
       ALLY)
To the corner. I want to make
sure I pay as much attention to
him as possible.
                                                            
ALLY nods in acknowledgment and SHIRLEY proceeds to her new
seat. When she sits down, she takes out her notebook, and
readies her pencil.

The clamor from the students dies down as we see, in a MS,
the teacher, MR. GREEN, approach the drawing board in front
of the class, and address the students. He is a
middle-aged, casually dressed man with a clean-shaven face
and has short brown hair.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
O.K., good morning, everybody. And
welcome to Pre-Calculus.
                                                            
CLOSE-UP of MR. GREEN as he writes his name on the drawing
board with a marker.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
My name is Mr. Ralph Green, and I
will be your teacher this year. I
expect all of you to behave
properly and turn in your
assignments on time.
                                                            
As he finishes writing his name, he faces the class.

MR. GREEN, off-screen, continues to lecture the class about
his expectations, as we see, in a CU, SHIRLEY feverishly
jotting notes in her notebook.

ALLY, meanwhile, remains calm and relaxed. She has no
trouble concentrating, unlike SHIRLEY.

A boy in the classroom, FRANKIE, goggles at ALLY as she
shakes her shirt to cool off in class. ALLY just glances at
him and smiles. He reaches over to touch her.
                                                            

4.

                       FRANKIE
      (very immature and
       foolish)
Hey, youíre a hot chick! How
Ďbout a smooch, huh?
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (giggling
       mockingly)
You wish!
                                                            
ALLY moves away, chuckling with amusement.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (fierce)
Excuse me. What's your name?
                                                            
                       FRANKIE
Frankie Jones, sir.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Frankie, that was inappropriate of
you. I'll see you after school
today.
                                                            
MR. GREEN jots FRANKIE's name on the board.
                                                            
SHIRLEY sighs with disgust and shakes her head.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
Ally, how can you stand such
immaturity?
                                                            
 
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
                                                            
It is late afternoon. The students all head for home. ALLY
and SHIRLEY walk together, talking about their classes.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Well, Shirley, what do you think?
Not a bad bunch of classes this
year, huh?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (shrugging her
       shoulders)
Probably not, although I've had
better teachers in gym, science,
social studies, and Spanish.
                                                            

5.

                       ALLY
But what about Mrs. Miklochik, the
drama teacher? Wasn't she fun?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Yes, definitely. But since I want
to be a star on Broadway someday,
sheíd better teach me to expose my
acting talents, or else I quit!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (a bit surprised)
Whoa, that's pretty harsh.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
But if I were to choose a favorite
class, I'd say Mr. Green in
Pre-Calculus.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Ah, yes. Mr. Green. Heís such a
cool teacher! I never thought he
could make math so much fun.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Yeah, not to mention that he
really knows what he's talking
aboutójust the qualities I expect
from someone teaching my favorite
subject... next to drama, of
course. I predict that I'll ace
all his tests.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (laughing)
Shirley, you always say that about
every math class youíre in.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (irate and
       defensive)
What?! Are you doubting me?!
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley, please don't be so
sensitive.
                                                            

6.

                       SHIRLEY
      (very boastful)
You'll see. This year I'm
serious. I won't be getting a B
or C in his class; I only got
those grades because my earlier
math teachers sucked at teaching.
But with someone who knows what
he's talking about, who knows?
I'll probably be at the top of the
class!
                                                            
They both laugh.
                                                            
FADE TO:
                                                            
 
INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: A FEW DAYS LATER
                                                            
As soon as his pupils settle in, MR. GREEN turns to address
them.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
O.K. Good morning, students.
Before we get started today, I
have an announcement to make.
      (gestures to a boy
       seated at a table)
Will you please stand up?
                                                            
The boy stands up from his chair to face them. He is a
sixteen-year-old transfer student with a dreamy look in his
eyes. His brown hair is short yet floppy and he tends to
wear boring, contemporary clothes. His face is very
expressive with exaggerated enthusiasm and childlike
innocence.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (to the class)
This is Mike Reynolds, and he is
your new classmate. He will be
receiving special aid from our
assistant teacher, Mrs. Douglas.
                                                            
MRS. DOUGLAS, a forty-year-old woman sitting beside Mike,
waves to the class.

MR. GREEN points to a headphone device that MIKE is wearing.
                                                            

7.

                       MR. GREEN
See that device around his neck?
That's a Phonic Ear. He'll be
needing to use it to hear me in
class. Mike, will you tell us
why?
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (in a rather
       flamboyantly
       exaggerated, yet
       honest and sweet
       voice)
Sure. This is because I happen to
have this, uh...
      (stumbles over his
       words as he talks)
...type of autism called
Aspberger's Syndrome. It causes
me to sometimes, er, get
distracted and I have trouble
paying attention. But I promise I
won't try to be a bother to anyone
and to do my best in school.
                                                            
The students are captivated by his sweet honest tones...
except SHIRLEY, who is opening her books in silence.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (to MIKE)
Thank you.
      (to the class)
So, I expect everyone to treat
Mike like an equal. He may be
different, but heís your
classmate.
                                                            
The students all applaud and graciously welcome MIKE.
                                                            
SHIRLEY, however, stares at him with a mixture of annoyance
and suspiciousness.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o with reverb)
Now why is that boy getting all
the attention? He said he was
handicapped! And all the
handicapped people I know are a
bunch of jerks! Oh, donít tell me
I have to put up with him. Please!
Please!
                                                            

8.

                       MR. GREEN
      (to the class)
All right, everyone. Settle down.
We're going to have a pop quiz!
                                                            
The students all groan.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (to the class)
I know, I know you folks hate
this, but it's for your own good!
We can't have you slacking off in
class now, can we?
                                                            
CUT TO:
                                                            
The students are all taking their pop quiz. SHIRLEY squints
over the questions on the quiz, struggling desperately to
answer them.

ALLY, meanwhile, is marking down her answers when her pencil
breaks with an abrupt CRACK!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (gasping)
Rats!
                                                            
MIKE peers over his desk and notices her for the first time.
Eager to help, he reaches into his pencil case and removes
a pencil, offering it to ALLY.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (whispering)
Here. Use this.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Oh, thank you.
                                                            
SHIRLEY notices this and, with an irritated expression, she
drops her pencil and glares at them.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Shirley, whatís the matter? Is
there something wrong?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (realizing what
       she's doing)
Ah!
      (flatly, to MR.
            (MORE)

9.

                       SHIRLEY (cont'd)
       GREEN)
It's nothing. Really, it's
nothing.
                                                            
She gets back to work.
                                                            
 
INT. LOCKER HALL OUTSIDE MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
It is the end of class. ALLY walks out with MIKE.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (somewhat
       flirtatiously)
Hey, Mike... thank you for the
pencil.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (enthusiastically)
Hey, no problem! Iím delighted to
help! In fact, I want to make
sure that I, uh, make, like, as
many friends as possible.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (chuckling)
And Iím sure that you will, given
how devoted you seem to it.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Anyway, Iím very pleased to meet
you, uh.... what should I, like,
refer to you as?
                                                            
                       ALLY
My name's Aliceó-Alice Lynch. But
please call me Ally; I have a
cousin whoís named Alice and I
donít like to get my name mixed
up.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Ally? Thatís quite a lovely name.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Thank you.
                                                            
MRS. DOUGLAS approaches MIKE.
                                                            
                       MRS. DOUGLAS
Mike, come on. We have to go to
our next class.
                                                            

10.

                       MIKE
      (frustrated groan
       to himself; then
       smiles sheepishly
       at ALLY)
Uh, Iím sorry... but Iíd better be
going.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Oh no, thereís no need to
apologize. I understand.
                                                            
She moves closer and winks at MIKE playfully.
                                                            
                       ALLY
But Iíll look for you later, Ďkay?
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (shouting
       excitedly)
OK!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (reacting to his
       loud voice)
Uh... a little too loud there,
Mike.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (a little
       embarrassed)
Oh... sorry about that. Goodbye!
                                                            
MIKE leaves with MRS. DOUGLAS.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (staring after him
       fondly)
Bye, Mike.
      (to herself)
What a sweet boy he is!
                                                            
She turns to see SHIRLEY staring at her.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Oh! Shirley! Whatís the matter?
You look upset.
                                                            
SHIRLEY snaps out of her stare.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (flatly)
Oh, itís nothing. Letís go.
                                                            

11.

                       ALLY
      (uncertain)
Okay....
                                                            
They walk off.
                                                            
FADE TO:
                                                            
 
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
                                                            
It is the end of the day. SHIRLEY and ALLY are walking home
from school.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
That new boy, Mike... he could be
trouble.
                                                            
                       ALLY
What do you mean?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (somewhat panicked)
Well, you heard what he said! Heís
autistic, handicapped, you know,
a, dummy.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley, I wouldnít worry about
it. Mike may be autistic, but he
doesnít seem bad. I kinda like
him actually.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
But Ally, thatís not the point.
Heís in our classesó-well, except
drama. And if we have to deal
with him every day....
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley, why are you so upset with
this?
                                                            
SHIRLEY cannot think of a good answer to that question.
                                                            
 
INT. SHIRLEY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
SHIRLEY lays awake in bed. She is very anxious and worried.
                                                            
FADE TO BLACK/COMMERCIAL BREAK
                                                            
FADE INTO:
                                                            
 

12.

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: THE NEXT DAY
                                                            
The school bell rings.
                                                            
 
INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
In a MS, MR. GREEN hands his students their graded quizzes.

Cut to CU as we see SHIRLEY react to her paper.

Then, from a POINT-OF-VIEW shot, we see her grade on the
paperóC+ in red ink!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY (O.S.)
      (v/o with reverb)
What?! C-plus?!
                                                            
Cut to CU of SHIRLEY fuming.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o with reverb)
It canít be! Math is my favorite
subject! How could I possibly
bomb this pop quiz?!
                                                            
Then we cut to a CU of FRANKIE as he examines his quiz.
                                                            
                       FRANKIE
      (somewhat
       sarcastic)
D-plus! My best pop quiz grade
yet!
                                                            
Next we see ALLY reading off her quiz.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (v/o with reverb)
Hmm... B-plus. Not bad.
                                                            
Finally MIKE gets his quiz. From his point-of-view, we see
that he has gotten a perfect score.

Then we cut to MIKE as he shouts...
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (excited)
An A-plus?! All right!!!!
                                                            

13.

SHIRLEY gasps in shock.

The students all stare at MIKE as if he is odd.
                                                            
                       MRS. DOUGLAS
      (somewhat berating)
Mike, youíre talking too loud.
                                                            
MIKE grins sheepishly.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (to the class)
Oops. Sorry. Sometimes I can get
a little too excited when I
receive good grades.
                                                            
The students all acknowledge MIKEís apology. ALLY, who is
sitting next to MIKE, grabs his shoulders with excitement.
                                                            
                       ALLY
This is incredible, Mike! You
actually earned a perfect score on
this quiz?!
                                                            
                       MIKE
I almost feared I was never gonna
get it.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Mike, I canít tell you how
impressed I am; I wish I could
have done as well as you. I only
got a B-plus.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (smiling
       innocently)
Yeah, I guess you could have.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (a little confused)
Huh? Excuse me?
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (startled at what
       he said)
Oh, Iím sorry. Did I say
something bad? I didnít mean to.
I mean, I...
      (takes a deep
       breath and
       confesses)
Sometimes I can mix up what I am
            (MORE)

14.

                       MIKE (cont'd)
trying to say. What I meant was
that Iím glad you got a B-plus.
Thatís quite a pretty good grade
to me.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (smiling,
       flattered)
Youíre so sweet!
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (somewhat
       embarrassed)
Am I? Oh, Iím sorry.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Mike, you shouldnít apologize so
much.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Oh.
      (chuckles)
Sorry.
                                                            
ALLY just chuckles.

SHIRLEY is observing this exchange; she is growing more and
more suspicious.

To get his students back on track, MR. GREEN raises his
voice as he announces...
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
O.K., ladies and gentlemen.
There's gonna be a major test this
Friday.
                                                            
All the students groan.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (ignoring them)
So study hard if you want to earn
an A!
                                                            
 
INT. LOCKER HALL OUTSIDE MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
It is the end of class. ALLY and MIKE walk out together,
followed by FRANKIE.
                                                            
                       FRANKIE
Hey, Mikey, man! Whatís up, huh?
                                                            

15.

                       MIKE
Nothiní much.
                                                            
They both high-five.
                                                            
                       FRANKIE
Howíd you get A+ on that pop quiz,
man? Thatís a feat!
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (laughing)
Iím not sure how I did. But I
definitely tried my best.
Actually, I thought Iíd bombed it.
                                                            
                       FRANKIE
Youíre so smart, man!
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (modestly)
Aw, shucks. Iím really not that
special.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (quizzically)
Mike, you should give yourself
some credit. Why are you so
modest?
                                                            
                       MIKE
Well... I donít like to boast
about myself; and besides, my
parents really kinda embarrass me
when they say Iím great.
                                                            
ALLY gives MIKE a playful nudge. He chuckles.
                                                            
                       FRANKIE
Hey, Mike-the-man, can ya do me a
favor? I wanna do well on the
next test. So can you, like, make
a copy of your notes for me?
                                                            
                       MIKE
Sure. No problem.
                                                            
During the above, SHIRLEY walks out of the class all by
herself.
                                                            
 

16.

INT. CAFETERIA - DAY
                                                            
SHIRLEY sits alone at the table. She is twiddling around
with her lunch, and moodily dreading the days to come.

ALLY approaches SHIRLEY.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (startled)
Huh? Wh-What?
                                                            
                       ALLY
Why are you sitting all by
yourself? Is something eating
you?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (grouchy and
       jealous)
Why are you asking me that? I
figured youíd be hanging out with
Mike.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (misinterpreting
       her)
You want to meet Mike? Stay right
there. Iíll bring him over.
                                                            
She goes off to retrieve MIKE.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (very panicked)
No, Ally. Please! Not that!
Please! Please! Please!
                                                            
ALLY returns with MIKE.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Mike, Iíd like you to meet my best
friend, Shirley.
                                                            
MIKE notices SHIRLEY and his face brightens with
fascination. He is especially taken with how... different
she looks in comparison to most girls.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (uncontrolled
       amazement)
Wow! I didnít realize you were a
            (MORE)

17.

                       MIKE (cont'd)
girl! Your hairís so short I
thought you were a guy.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (pissed off)
Hey! Donít you know itís very
rude to say something like that to
a lady?!
                                                            
EVERYONE in the cafeteria turns around and stares at them.
Some comment about her hair.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (very shocked)
Oh! Iím sorry, I didnít know....
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (exploding)
Itís worse than I suspected!
Youíre such a jerk!!!
                                                            
SHIRLEY storms off, muttering angrily to herself.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (rather disturbed)
I didnít think sheíd get so
angry... I couldnít help but
notice.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (trying to explain)
Well... um... Mike... you do have
to be more... uh... careful about
what you say to some people.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (ashamed of
       himself)
Sometimes I wish I wasnít so
autistic.
                                                            
DISSOLVE TO:
                                                            
 
INT. SHIRLEY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
SHIRLEY sits at her table, hunched over her notes. She
feverishly tries to memorize them. Finally, in frustration,
she flops back in her chair, discouraged. Then we see a
fuzzy flashback about MIKE expressing joy in class about his
grade.
                                                            

18.

                       MIKE
      (voice with reverb)
An A-plus?! All right!!!!
                                                            
Abruptly, we unfuzz out of this flashback as we see a CU of
SHIRLEY.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
No! I canít think about that! I
must... I must beat him on the
next test! I WILL beat him! I
will, I will, I WILL!
                                                            
FADE TO:
                                                            
 
INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: FRIDAY
                                                            
MR. GREEN hands his students their tests.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
All right, folks. I hope you all
studied hard. I believe that it's
now time to start...
                                                            
He is interrupted by the sound of a door opening. It is
SHIRLEY. She drags in, very exhausted and heavy-eyed.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (staring at her
       suspiciously)
Shirley Rackle. How nice of you
to join us. Are you feeling all
right there, young lady?
                                                            
SHIRLEY abruptly shakes her head and turns tough and steely.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Iím just fine, Mr. Green, thank
you very much!
                                                            
SHIRLEY storms to her seat. All of the students stare at
her... especially ALLY and MIKE.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (clears throat)
When you have finished taking your
test, you can leave. You may
begin.
                                                            

19.

SHIRLEY answers the first questions, but then her mind
wanders and she looks away. SHIRLEY stares at the other
students taking the test. Suddenly, she catches MIKE
pausing on the test, confused about an answer.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (whispering)
Psst! Mrs. Douglas?
                                                            
                       MRS. DOUGLAS
      (leaning into MIKE)
What?
                                                            
                       MIKE
Uh... I need help on this
question. What do I do?
                                                            
                       MRS. DOUGLAS
Mike, remember what weíve talked
about when we studied for it.
                                                            
MIKE looks at the paper again. Suddenly, he remembers, and
then answers. SHIRLEY is puzzled by what he is doing, but
then, realizing what she is doing, she goes back to her
test.
                                                            
CUT TO:
                                                            
 
INT. MATH CLASS--NEXT WEEK - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: NEXT WEEK
                                                            
SHIRLEY receives her paper, and is appalled by the grade
which we see in an ECU.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
C-minus???!!! No! That canít be!
I studied! I studied hard for
this test! What? Am I going
insane?!
                                                            
                       ALLY (O.S.)
Congratulations, Mike!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Huh?!
                                                            
SHIRLEY sees MIKE and ALLY sharing their test papers with
each other.
                                                            

20.

                       ALLY
I mean, this is awesome, getting a
perfect score again!
                                                            
                       MIKE
Gee, thanks. You did great, too.
Ninety-five is a great score in
its own right!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (chuckling)
Mike, you are totally cool!
                                                            
We cut back to SHIRLEY as she mumbles an unfriendly comment
about them.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (muttering)
What does that jerk have that I
donít? What does Ally even see in
him?!
                                                            
MIKE and ALLY notice that she's upset and stare at her.
                                                            
 
INT. LOCKER HALL - DAY
                                                            
SHIRLEY is by her locker. MIKE approaches her.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Hey, Shirley.
                                                            
SHIRLEY does not acknowledge him.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Iím really sorry for that comment
I made about your hair. I didnít
know any better.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (stepping aside)
It was inexcusable of you.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (following her)
But Iím sorry.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (turning to face
       him, annoyed)
Stop with this apologizing, Mike.
Itís getting on my nerves!
                                                            

21.

                       MIKE
      (sheepish)
Oh, sorry.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (frustrated)
Arrgggh!!! There you go again!
How stupid can you be?!
                                                            
                       MIKE
Shirley... I just want to be
friends with you. Any friend of
Allyís is a friend of mine. I had
no intention of upsetting you when
I made that comment.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (soft rage)
Do you REALLY want to make it up
to me?
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (with deep meaning)
Yes!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (calmly)
Then read my lips...
      (annunciating with
       fury)
Stay out of my life!
      (explosive shout)
Got it, dummy?!
                                                            
MIKE is hurt and confused by SHIRLEYís mean words. Sadly,
he walks away.
                                                            
 
INT. CAFETERIA - DAY
                                                            
MIKE approaches ALLY.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Ally, what should I do? I tried
to apologize to her, but she
wouldnít listen. She even said I
was stupid and a dummy.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (very shocked)
Oh my gosh! Well, Mike, donít
worry about it. I'll try to
reason with her.
                                                            
 

22.

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
                                                            
It is the end of the day. ALLY catches up with SHIRLEY, who
is lost in her own anger.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (flustered and
       embarrassed)
Uh... what, Ally?
                                                            
                       ALLY
Mike told me that you refused his
apology and actually insulted him.
What's with that?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Canít you see why, Ally? Heís a
jerk, just like Jake in third
grade.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (trying to reason
       with SHIRLEY)
Shirley, I think youíre being
unfair with Mike.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (indignantly)
Mike has done nothing but
humiliate me in front of everyone.
I donít want to have anything to
do with someone who says such
stupid things!
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley, Mike canít help the way
he is. His autism causes him to
mix up his words. Itís not his
fault.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (snappishly)
Well, that's what makes him a
jerk! And anyway, I donít
understand why you even hang out
with him.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Because heís a nice guy. He may
be autistic, but heís been very
            (MORE)

23.

                       ALLY (cont'd)
sweet to me and everyone in all
our classes. I think you should
try to be more understanding of
him.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Are you out of your mind?!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (retorting)
No, but you sound like you are!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
What was that?!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (encouragingly)
Give him a chance, Shirley. He's
not like Jake at all.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (very obstinate)
No! I will never, ever give him a
chance! Heís an idiot, and he
proved it. You have a lot of
nerve to hang out with someone
like him!
                                                            
SHIRLEY storms off.

ALLY is taken aback by SHIRLEY's anger, but she realizes
there is no point in arguing with her.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (softly)
Shirley, please donít be so
stubborn.
                                                            
FADE TO:
                                                            
 
INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: A DAY LATER
                                                            
A day later in class, MR. GREEN is going over the answers to
homework assignments, asking kids to answer.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
All right, now, question number
14. What is the cube root of 125?
Mike, will you answer the
question please?
                                                            

24.

He gets no response.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Mike?
                                                            
MIKE is not listening. He is spaced out and lost in his own
fantasy. A smirk creeps across his face.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Mike?
                                                            
                       MRS. DOUGLAS
      (somewhat
       forcefully)
Mike!
                                                            
Abruptly, MIKE snaps out of his daydream.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Huh? What?
                                                            
                       MRS. DOUGLAS
Mr. Green wants you to answer the
question.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (coming together)
Oh... yes.
                                                            
But then, he becomes confused and does not remember.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Uh... which one?
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (patiently)
Number Fourteen, Mike.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Oh, right, Fourteen. Hmm... let
me see... Uh...
                                                            
MIKE struggles for a long time to find an answer. The
students watch him in anticipation. MRS. DOUGLAS is
anxious. Finally, MIKE yells out...
                                                            
                       MIKE
Fifteen.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (hold ďMmmĒ for
       effect)
Mmmm...No. Thatís wrong.
                                                            

25.

                       MIKE
      (depressed)
Rats!
                                                            
He bangs his fist on his desk in frustration, then sadly
faces MR. GREEN.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Iím so sorry, Mr. Green.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (gently)
Itís all right, Mike. Youíll do
better next time.
                                                            
SHIRLEY, who has been watching this from her seat, smirks
mockingly, and points at him.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (with a chuckle)
Well, well, I guess the smart ass
boy isnít so smart after all, huh?
                                                            
EVERYONE in the class stares at SHIRLEY. MIKE is cut by her
mean comment.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (raising his voice)
Shirley! You have detention with
me after school!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (pointing at MIKE)
But HE started it!
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (trying to stay
       calm)
Shirley, we can talk about this
after school. But I can't
tolerate this kind of behavior.
                                                            
SHIRLEY growls in frustration as she slams her books closed.
Then she sits at her desk with a dark scowl on her face.

ALLY and MIKE stare at her, very worried.
                                                            
FADE TO:
                                                            
 

26.

INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
SHIRLEY is serving her detention. MR. GREEN sits before
her.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Now Shirley, I want you to be
honest with me. Why did you make
that comment to Mike in class?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (after a brief
       pause)
Because I donít like him.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Okay, and why?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (flatly)
Heís such an idiot!
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
      (sternly but
       gently)
Shirley, Mike is a mentally
challenged student. Because of
his disability, he can't function
properly on his own. Thatís why he
must have special support not just
from me, but Mrs. Douglas, and the
other kids in this class. It
would be nice if you could be more
understanding of his needs....
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
I donít want to have anything to
do with him!
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Well, I won't tolerate you making
comments about him in class, young
lady. That was very rude on your
part.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
What do you want me to do, be
friends with him?!
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Shirley, you donít have to
befriend him if you don't want to.
No one said you had to, but your
            (MORE)

27.

                       MR. GREEN (cont'd)
disrespect to him will NOT be
allowed in my class. I advise you
to refrain from saying anything
mean to Mike in my class.
Otherwise you are going to get
into very big trouble. Understand?
                                                            
SHIRLEY is enraged, but she nods in acknowledgment.
                                                            
 
INT. SHIRLEY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
SHIRLEY lays on her bed, angrier than ever. She has not
learned any lessons from serving time with MR. GREEN.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
That retarded freak! This is all
his fault. Not only does he
humiliate me about my hair, he
steals my best friend and gets me
into trouble with my favorite
teacher!
      (A brief switch of
       emotions)
Hmm... maybe it WAS mean of me to
make that comment. Otherwise I
probably wouldnít have gotten
detention... but...
      (She turns angry
       yet again.)
...oh, if only he had never come!
                                                            
NOTE: The above monologue will be recorded individually. As
SHIRLEY's voice speaks the following, her facial expressions
must change to match the words. But after this, she will
say the following out loud, with great anger.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (out loud)
I wonít be satisfied until I get
even with you, Mike! Youíll pay
for all the trouble youíve caused
me!
                                                            
FADE TO BLACK/COMMERCIAL BREAK
                                                            
FADE INTO:
                                                            
 
INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: ANOTHER DAY IN CLASS.
                                                            

28.

MIKE gets up out of his seat and whispers something to MRS.
DOUGLAS. She nods in acknowledgment, and he walks out the
door. While he is gone, SHIRLEY spies MIKEís pencil on his
desk. Impulsively, she snatches it, giggling to herself.

MIKE returns a moment later, and notices that his pencil is
missing!
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (gasping)
My pencil!
                                                            
He searches his pencil case frantically.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Oh, no! Where is it?! That was
the only one I brought today!
      (dejected)
I guess Iíll just have to use my
pen.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (mockingly from
       behind)
So you misplaced your own
belongings, eh? Youíre not just a
jerk, youíre a RETARD!
                                                            
MIKE is very shocked and is about to protest when ALLY grabs
his shoulder.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Mike, just ignore her. You can
always borrow mine.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Thanks, Ally.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (madder than ever)
Ally, Iím warning you...!
                                                            
MR. GREEN comes to the front of the class.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
OK, folks, before we get started
today, will you please turn in
your take-home quiz from last
night?
                                                            
The students search their books and take out their take-home
quiz. All except SHIRLEY, whose angry face suddenly turns
into panic.
                                                            

29.

                       SHIRLEY
      (shocked)
Oh, no!
                                                            
Frantically, she searches her book.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (out loud)
Rats! Iíve forgotten it!
      (to herself)
Iím gonna get a bad grade...!
                                                            
                       MIKE (O.S.)
Here. Take this.
                                                            
SHIRLEY looks up. MIKE stands over her, generously handing
out a blank copy of the take-home quiz.
                                                            
                       MIKE
I kept it with me just in case I
needed it. Maybe you can fill
this out quickly and then hand it
in to him.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (angry again)
I don't need your help! And
besides, there's not enough time,
you jerk!
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (frantic)
But... but you donít wanna flunk
the class?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (loudly)
I donít care anymore! Iíd rather
fail than take anything from a
dunce like you!
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN (O.S.)
Shirley!
                                                            
CUT TO:
                                                            
 
INT. SCIENCE CLASS - DAY
                                                            
The last class of the day. A buzzer tone sounds from the
intercom system.
                                                            

30.

                       PRINCIPAL'S VOICE
      (over intercom)
Please excuse this interruption.
The fundraising School Dance will
take place two weeks from today.
If you want to shake it out for
the night, then this is your
chance. Tickets are on sale now:
five dollars single, and
seven-fifty for couples. Thank
you.
                                                            
 
INT. LOCKER HALL - DAY
                                                            
MIKE approaches ALLY as she strolls to her locker.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Ally?
                                                            
                       ALLY
Yeah?
                                                            
                       MIKE
Wanna go to the School Dance? I'll
be happy to take you over.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Iíd love to!
                                                            
                       MIKE
Great!
                                                            
SHIRLEY, who is listening in on this, storms over to them.
She is extremely livid.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Ally, are you nuts?! You canít
possibly go with Mike. Heís a
freak! Just like Jake in third
grade.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
You stood up for me when that
disabled bully was picking on me.
And now youíre planning on dating
a disabled bully?!
                                                            

31.

                       ALLY
It's true that Mike is autistic,
but he's no bully.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Yes, he is! And youíre joining
forces with him! How can you
possibly betray me?!
                                                            
                       ALLY
Shirley, what is wrong with you?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (very demandingly)
Decide right now who your REAL
friend isó-me or him!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (obviously hurt by
       her words, but
       still trying to
       be patient)
Shirley... why does it have to be
one or the other? Why canít it be
both?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (now really pissed
       off)
So you choose him over me?!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (losing patience)
Shirley, thatís not what I said!
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Well, then youíre not my friend
anymore, Ally! Youíre nothing but
a disloyal bitch, and I hate you!
                                                            
SHIRLEY points at MIKE.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
I hate you too, Mike!
                                                            
She rushes out of the hallway, screaming...
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
I hate EVERYONE!!!!!
                                                            
MIKE stares after her, obviously baffled and heartbroken.
                                                            
FADE TO:
                                                            
 

32.

EXT. PLAYGROUND - DAY
                                                            
MIKE sits on the bleachers, distraught. ALLY is by his
side, trying to comfort him.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Maybe I never shouldíve come to
this school.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Mike, it's not your fault.
Shirley...
      (trying to explain)
...has a lot of issues sheís
dealing with. You don't know her
well like I do. She always looks
up to me as a big sister. After
all, she's the only child in her
family.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Yeah, well, next year Iíll be
transferring to Emeryville High
School. Then I wonít cause
anymore problems for you or
Shirley.
                                                            
                       ALLY
You shouldn't blame yourself for
the way Shirley's been acting. Her
troubles began long before you
came here. You see, in third
grade, Shirley and I had to deal
with this boy named Jake. Like
you, he was kinda handicapped,
only he was a bully. He was a
monster. He delighted in
tormenting Shirley... mainly by
pulling on her long hair. Only I
stood up for her. But even with
me defending her, Shirley never
really got over that year. That's
why, to this day, she keeps her
hair short.
                                                            
As she speaks, we see her entire story enacted in a black
and white, fuzzy halo super-imposed over them.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Is that why sheís, like, angry all
the time when I try to talk to
her?
                                                            

33.

                       ALLY
Well... she HAS told me that she'd
always hate people with mental
disabilities. But before we met,
well, I never realized how much
fun handicapped people could be.
Shirley... just doesn't see that.
Nor does she really care to
understand.
                                                            
                       MIKE
One thingís for sure, though, Iíve
definitely come between you two.
All I wanted was to do well in
this school and make new friends.
But... I guess all I do is make
you and Shirley unhappy.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Mike... you will ALWAYS be my
friend.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (deeply touched)
Ally....
                                                            
She gives him a hug. They do not realize that SHIRLEY is
spying on them from far away. Only she is not angry; she is
feeling left out.
                                                            
 
INT. GYMNASIUM - NIGHT
                                                            
The School Dance night. MIKE seems to have cheered up. He
and ALLY dance the night away; during a slow number, she
snuggles against him. There is a very intimate moment
between them. SHIRLEY stands all alone, watching them. She
obviously is isolated from everyone else, but she does not
want to be friends with MIKE. Sadly, she walks away.
                                                            
FADE TO:
                                                            
 
INT. MATH CLASS - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL
                                                            
MR. GREEN hands his students their report cards. SHIRLEY is
unaffected and unmoved when she discovers her gradesó-we see
in a CU of the report card, that she received only two B's
in math and drama-óher favorite subjects, but Fís in
everything else.
                                                            

34.

                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
So, I pass in my two favorite
classes but fail the rest... I
guess it's gonna be summer school
for me.
                                                            
She turns around to notice MR. GREEN addressing MIKE.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Congratulations, Mike!
                                                            
                       MIKE
If it werenít for you, Mrs.
Douglas, or everyone, I never
wouldíve gotten an A.
                                                            
                       MR. GREEN
Well, you deserve it. You worked
really hard. Iím very proud of
you.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (modestly)
Thanks.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (approaching MIKE)
Mike, why donít you tell him you
got Aís in everything else?
                                                            
                       MIKE
Sorry, Ally. I canít. It would
be too much.
                                                            
He stands up to the class and speaks loudly and
enthusiastically...
                                                            
                       MIKE
I cannot thank you fellas enough
for all your support and kindness.
You really made me feel
important. I hope that you all
did well, and Iíll miss every one
of you next year!
                                                            
The students give MIKE a big cheer!

SHIRLEY lowers her head miserably.
                                                            
DISSOLVE TO:
                                                            
 

35.

INT. SCHOOL HALL - DAY
                                                            
INSERT SUBTITLE: THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL
                                                            
All of MIKE's friends crowd around him to bid a special
goodbye. Apparently, his presence really meant a lot to
them. SHIRLEY watches from a corner, half-wishing that she
wasnít so lonely.
                                                            
 
INT. LOCKER HALL - DAY
                                                            
The end of the day. MIKE approaches SHIRLEY, who is
cleaning out her locker.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Shirley...
                                                            
SHIRLEY surprisingly does not yell at MIKE. Instead, she
faces him.
                                                            
                       MIKE
If I caused you a lot of trouble,
then I am sorry.
                                                            
SHIRLEY is, for a moment, startled, but then her detestation
of MIKE takes over.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (very snappish)
Oh, another lame apology, Mike?!
You should know by now that itís
not gonna work on me!
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (protesting)
Aw, come on! Youíre not still
angry at me, are you?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (curtly)
Look, why donít you just go back
where you came from? You never
belonged here anyway!
                                                            
SHIRLEY turns away from him. MIKE is very sad. Just then,
however, ALLY approaches him, paying no attention to
SHIRLEY.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (smiling)
Hey, Mike! I have something for
you.
                                                            

36.

                       MIKE
      (excited)
Really? What is it?
                                                            
ALLY gives MIKE a sheet of paper. MIKE looks at it.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (with a gasp of
       happy surprise!)
Your address!
                                                            
                       ALLY
Yep! That way we can keep in
touch.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Here, let me give you mine.
                                                            
As MIKE writes his address, SHIRLEY stares at ALLY
forlornly. She is not surprised that ALLY does not
acknowledge her.

ECU of SHIRLEY.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
Ally... how can you?
                                                            
Now we go to CU of MIKE and ALLY as she receives the
formerís address.
                                                            
                       MIKE
Here.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Thank you so much!
                                                            
They embrace. SHIRLEYís face turns into deep sadness and
regret at the sight. She lowers her head shamefully.
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (warmly)
I canít believe itís over at last.
Iím gonna miss you.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (very sweet)
Me too. You're one of the best
friends I've ever had!
                                                            
                       MIKE
      (blushing)
Aw, shucks! And you are a truly
            (MORE)

37.

                       MIKE (cont'd)
special person. Thank you for
accepting me.
                                                            
                       ALLY
No problem at all. Iíll write to
you as soon as possible!
                                                            
                       MIKE
Me too.
                                                            
They part ways, smiling goodbye at each other.

SHIRLEY, feeling lonely, calls after ALLY.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Ally?
                                                            
ALLY stops and stares emotionlessly at SHIRLEY.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (meekly)
Um... wanna get together sometime
this weekend?
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (flatly)
Sorry, Shirley, but I've got other
plans.
                                                            
And with that ALLY walks off. SHIRLEY lowers her head,
devastated, and strides off in the opposite direction.
                                                            
 
INT. SHIRLEY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
SHIRLEY lies on her bed, crying.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
If only I had given Mike a
chance....
                                                            
FADE TO BLACK
                                                            
FADE INTO...
                                                            
 
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
                                                            
We see the students lining up outside the school as usual.
                                                            
SUBTITLE INSERT: BEGINNING OF NEXT SEMESTER
                                                            

38.

SHIRLEY walks toward the school. This time, however, she
seems to be less over-controlled and more sympathetic. She
searches for ALLY.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Ally? Ally?
                                                            
                       ALLY (O.S.)
Right here, Shirley!
                                                            
In a MS, we see SHIRLEY and ALLY embrace.
                                                            
                       ALLY
How ya feeliní?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Iím okay... I guess.
                                                            
There is an awkward silence between the two of them. Then
after a while, SHIRLEY asks...
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Uh... tell me, how is Mike doing?
I mean, you did exchange addresses
with him, right?
                                                            
                       ALLY
Why, Shirley, Iím surprised that
you asked! He actually just wrote
to me.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Really?
                                                            
                       ALLY
Yes. He said heís doing fine and
is looking forward to starting his
new year at Emeryville High
School.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Oh... thatís a good school, I
hear.
                                                            
                       ALLY
And he said he misses me fondly
and hopes that youíre doing all
right.
                                                            
SHIRLEY is very shocked to hear this. In an ECU, we see her
face contort into a stab of regret.
                                                            

39.

                       SHIRLEY
      (v/o, with reverb)
Mike... you really werenít bad
after all... and I... I treated
you like... like....
                                                            
                       ALLY (O.S.)
Shirley? Is something wrong?
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (startled out of
       it)
Huh?
                                                            
We go back to the MS of SHIRLEY and ALLY. SHIRLEY lowers
her head before ALLY and slowly answers...
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
Ally... Iím sorry about the way
Iíve been acting lately. I guess
I understand now why you hung out
with Mike all the time. You...
saw beyond his, uh, autism...
didnít you?
                                                            
                       ALLY
Well, yes. I enjoyed being around
him so much that I didnít even
care whether he was disabled or
not. All I saw in Mike was a
sweet, noble friend... probably
one of the best boys Iíve ever
met.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
I guess... thatís why you werenít
so lonely.
                                                            
                       ALLY
No... but it looked to me like you
were pretty miserable when he was
around.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
I was... but, I think Iíve changed
my mind about something.
                                                            
                       ALLY
Yeah?
                                                            
CU of SHIRLEYís face.
                                                            

40.

                       SHIRLEY
I realized... that I am
handicapped, too. I let Jake's
bullying hurt me so much that I
could never let it go. But in
doing that, I had trouble making
friends with other people who are
nice. I guess it doesn't really
matter if people are, are normal
or--or different, or retarded, or
maybe even, uh, disabled. As long
as they're good at heart, then
that's all that counts. Ally...
                                                            
Back to MS of SHIRLEY and ALLY.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
...from now on, I'm going to adapt
to your way of thinking. I'm
going to try to make as many new
friends as possible, no matter
what. And you know, I don't
really care anymore if they're
handicapped or not... and it sure
beats being alone. That was no
fun at all.
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (very happy)
Shirley!
                                                            
She gives her a big hug.
                                                            
                       ALLY
I do wish Mike was still around;
heíd have loved to hear you say
that.
                                                            
                       SHIRLEY
      (somewhat annoyed)
Wh-What?!
                                                            
                       ALLY
      (shrugging her
       shoulders)
Never mind.
                                                            
They both laugh.
                                                            
FADE OUT:
                                                            


THE END


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