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    My Perfect Life - Quarter 2
    By Bob Klein

    SCOTT’S heart drops more than ever before. His eyes widen and more sweat pours down his face. He starts to realize what is going to happen because of this.



    Just then, ORLANDO runs into the room.



    ORLANDO

    HUGO?! WHERE’S HUGO?!



    SCOTT looks at the ground as ORLANDO flies past him and kneels on the ground. ORLANDO starts to sob.



    SCOTT

    I’ll be outside.



    SCOTT walks past OFFICER BURKE and DETECTIVE ENGLISH as they stare at ORLANDO, who stands up and glances at the two men.



    ORLANDO

    When . . .



    ORLANDO wipes tears from his eyes and sniffs a few times before he can speak again.



    ORLANDO

    What time am I going to be on

    the news tonight?



    DETECTIVE ENGLISH shakes his head and walks away. BURKE looks at his watch.



    BURKE

    Uhh . . . ten? Ten? Ten thirty?



    ORLANDO

    You sure it’s not a re-run?



    OFFICER BURKE stares back at ORLANDO.



    FADE OUT



    FADE TO:



    A COLLAGE OF CLIPS DEPICTING THE FAMILY’S COPING WITH THE INCIDENT



    CLIP 1



    POV: SCOTT’S COMPUTER



    We can see SCOTT typing something onto his computer. In the midst of his typing, he puts his hand on his forehead. His head drops down a little bit as his head starts to shake.



    END CLIP 1



    CLIP 2



    We see SCOTT’S mother walking into the house during the morning. She’s holding a bundle of newspapers and mail. She throws everything on the counter.



    On top of everything lies the newspaper with the headline “MURDER IN SUBURBAN HOME LEAVES POLICE CLUELESS.” A tear falls from her eye.



    END CLIP 2



    CLIP 3



    ORLANDO sits on a couch with potato chips and popcorn surrounding him. He stares at the TV screen watching the nightly news.



    ORLANDO doesn’t really seem to be all that heartbroken at that very moment.



    END CLIP 3



    CLIP 4



    SCOTT walks down his stairs and slips on a pair of shoes. He opens the front door and walks out on the porch. He sees ORLANDO sitting on a small bench, smoking.



    SCOTT walks over to ORLANDO and seats himself right beside him. They both stare out into the misty horizon.



    END CLIP 4



    CLIP 5



    SCOTT walks into his room and throws his coat down on his bed. He walks over to his chair and plumps himself down. Spinning in it, he stops at his blinds.



    With two fingers, he makes a slight opening in them. He doesn’t see the PERSON looking back at him. He sheepishly lets go of the opening and turns around . . . almost as if he’s sad he wasn’t there.



    END CLIP 5



    FADE OUT



    FADE TO:



    INT. KITCHEN – DAY



    SCOTT sits at the kitchen table reading a magazine. Midway through reading a page, he looks up at the phone. SCOTT walks himself over to the phone and picks it up.



    He quickly dials a number and lets it ring for a few second. Crosscut between SCOTT and DAN.



    SCOTT

    Hey, man.



    DAN

    (beat)

    How you holding up, dude?



    SCOTT

    I’ve had better times. I can’t tell

    if ORLANDO is sad or not. He doesn’t

    seem to be showing any emotions at

    all. Kind of eerie.



    DAN

    Well; he’s ORLANDO. What did you

    expect?



    SCOTT

    (beat)

    Yeah.



    DAN

    (beat)

    When you going to talk to Marc?



    SCOTT

    Don’t even remind me. I don’t know. I

    might call him tonight or tomorrow.

    Arrange somethin’.



    DAN

    It’s all over the news, man.



    SCOTT

    I know. I miss the news coverage on

    the great drug lords.



    DAN

    Leno did a joke about it, man.



    SCOTT

    (beat)

    That’s fucking awesome. What did he

    say?



    DAN

    Something to the likeness of “Illinois

    didn’t have such a big case to solve

    since trying to get Michael Jordan

    not to leave the Bulls.”



    SCOTT

    Oh my god. That’s the single worst

    joke I’ve ever heard in my life.



    DAN

    Why is Illinois only remembered for

    having the Sears Tower and Michael

    Jordan?



    SCOTT

    There are some terrible people in

    this world, I tell you.



    DAN

    (beat)

    Like Marc . . . and ORLANDO.



    A noise is heard behind SCOTT. It’s his MOM and ORLANDO walking through the door with loads and loads of grocery bags.



    SCOTT

    I’ve gotta jet. Later.



    DAN

    Give me a ring tomorrow—and dude?

    Get some damn rest. You sound like

    complete garbage.



    SCOTT

    You bet. Bye.



    SCOTT hangs up the phone and turns around. He sees ORLANDO holding the pet cat and struggling to get a leash around its neck.



    ORLANDO

    SCOTT. You have to walk the cat.



    SCOTT

    (exaggerating)

    I think you have it confused with a

    hamster.



    ORLANDO

    A who?



    MOM

    (putting groceries away)

    A hamster, ORLANDO. One of those

    little tiny furry animals. Timmy

    used to have on of those things.



    ORLANDO

    (remembering)

    Good ole’ poop ball.



    MOM

    (insisting)

    His name was Randal, honey.



    SCOTT shakes his head at ORLANDO and grabs the cat. While SCOTT is struggling, trying to get the leash off, ORLANDO grabs some salami from the fridge and starts to eat it.



    Both SCOTT and his mother exchange weird looks.



    EXT. RESTAURANT – DAY



    SCOTT’S car slowly pulls up to the front of a restaurant; a typical “only-good-for-breakfast” type place. SCOTT gets out of his car and heads toward the door.



    INT. RESTAURANT – DAY



    SCOTT enters the restaurant and looks around at all the tables. A WAITER comes up to him with a few menus.



    WAITER

    Just one?



    SCOTT

    I’m meeting someone here. Thanks.



    The waiter walks away. SCOTT walks into the dining room part of the joint. Peering at everyone’s faces, he finally notices Marc sitting at a booth in the corner.



    Letting out a sigh, SCOTT walks up to the booth.



    SCOTT

    Glad you made it.



    SCOTT slides into the booth and slips off his jacket.



    MARC

    It’s all over the news. Do you know

    who it was?



    SCOTT

    My uncle Hugo.



    MARC

    (beat)

    I’m so sorry, man. I was just really

    confused that night. By the time I

    got out of work I was unaware of the

    time.

    (beat)

    The whole night was one big mess, man.

    (beat)

    Gosh you have a messed up family.



    SCOTT

    Can I have my money back?



    Marc pulls an envelope out of his pocket and hands it to SCOTT. SCOTT tucks it into his pocket.



    MARC

    That’s all of it.

    (beat)

    How’s your family coping?



    The conversation really starts to become awkward.



    SCOTT

    We’re good I guess.



    An OBNOXIOUS WAITER comes to the table with a pad of paper.



    OBNOXIOUS WAITER

    What do you want?



    SCOTT

    Just a coke.



    The waiter stares at Marc. Marc doesn’t respond.



    OBNOXIOUS WAITER

    Hey, FREAK. Tell me.



    MARC

    I’d like your MOM in a blender.



    The waiter storms away in a huff. SCOTT looks at Marc with a smirk on his face.



    SCOTT

    So, tell me . . . I thought you had

    a gun?



    MARC

    I do have a gun.



    SCOTT

    Didn’t you say you were gonna use a

    gun?



    MARC

    (beat)

    Yeah.



    SCOTT

    Well, why did you use a knife?



    Marc stares at SCOTT.



    MARC

    For . . . what?



    SCOTT

    (whispering, now serious)

    To try to kill my damn stepfather!



    Marc’s eyes widen.



    MARC

    I told you! I got mixed up with the

    time and shit. By the time I got out

    it was too late!



    SCOTT

    (beat)

    To get your fricken gun?



    MARC

    NO! TO KILL YOUR FUCKING STEPFATHER!



    SCOTT’S jaw drops. He slowly starts to realize what happened that night, and what Marc has been trying to explain.



    SCOTT

    (beat)

    You . . . you never went to my house?



    MARC

    No, dude. I told you; I was at work.

    I couldn’t get out in time.



    SCOTT starts to shake his head.



    MARC

    I asked you if you knew who it was.



    SCOTT

    Yeah, my Uncle Hugo was killed!



    MARC

    No! I asked who killed your step-

    father!



    The table becomes silent. SCOTT looks up at Marc.



    SCOTT

    I don’t know.



    MARC

    So . . . you thought that I went

    to your house, but accidentally

    killed the wrong guy?



    SCOTT nods.



    MARC

    But in reality; you don’t even

    know who killed the wrong guy?



    SCOTT nods again.



    MARC

    So someone probably was trying to

    kill ORLANDO or someone on the

    same night as us!



    SCOTT . . . you know.



    MARC

    Holy shit!



    SCOTT gets scared at Marc’s statement.



    MARC

    This is like an episode of Law

    & Order or something!



    SCOTT

    (mumbling)

    Or something like that.



    INT. ELECTRONICS STORE – DAY



    SCOTT and DAN walk through the doors of a large electronics store with CD’s, DVD’s, computers, the works. The commotion from the large crowd in the store is really loud over the two’s conversation.



    DAN

    . . . But Marc never showed up!



    SCOTT

    Which means I don’t know who killed

    Hugo or who that somebody was actually

    trying to kill.



    DAN

    Holy shit that’s nuts.



    SCOTT

    Tell me about it.



    The duo continues to walk through aisles in the store. They finally come to a stop around the DVD area.



    DAN

    Have there been a lot of cops around

    your house lately? I could only ponder

    how bad it’d be.



    SCOTT

    Yeah. ORLANDO is getting worried. He

    thinks they know he has drugs stashed

    away in his room.



    DAN

    Paranoia from ORLANDO? Isn’t that a

    normality around your house?



    SCOTT

    Not this bad. Yesterday he removed

    all the things out of his dressers.

    Who knows what he has hiding in those

    things.



    DAN

    Dead bodies.



    SCOTT

    (beat)

    I wouldn’t be surprised.



    They stop while DAN shuffles through some discs.



    DAN

    So . . . you still going to have Marc

    do something to ORLANDO?



    SCOTT

    Are you kidding!? Anything like that

    would look way too suspicious at this

    time.



    DAN

    Make it look like suicide.



    SCOTT

    Nah. I’ll just leave the guy alone.



    DAN

    (beat)

    How’s he taking this whole thing?



    SCOTT

    I don’t think he remembers anymore.

    He’s back to his normal self.



    DAN

    Your MOM?



    SCOTT

    She’s the saddest. I think whenever

    a murder takes place in your house

    the MOM-figure is the first and last

    one to worry. She stopped cooking,

    too.



    DAN

    That’s terrible.



    SCOTT

    You bet. And want to know the worst

    thing? Mr. Peeper stopped spying on

    me.



    DAN looks at SCOTT.



    DAN

    Damn that sucks. Hasn’t it been like

    . . . one year?



    SCOTT

    Ever since last Christmas. Right when

    my dad left.



    DAN

    Do something about it. Storm over there

    and ring the doorbell.



    SCOTT

    No way, dude. You know how freaky that

    guy is?



    DAN

    Well, yeah. I guess any guy that doesn’t

    use any lights in his house is freaky.



    SCOTT

    He must be rich from never having to pay

    that bill.



    DAN

    Smart fellow.



    DAN continues to shuffle through the DVD’s.



    INT. SCOTT’S MOM’S BEDROOM – DUSK



    SCOTT’S MOM is shown walking into the room with a basket full of clothes.



    She sets it down, pulls a few items from it, and walks to the other side of the room.



    ORLANDO is lying on the bed, watching television. Cheers to be exact.



    MOM

    You ought to do something to take your

    mind off this mess. You haven’t been

    out since the night it happened.



    ORLANDO

    It was only two days ago. I don’t want

    all these cops around the house without

    being home myself.



    SCOTT’S MOM opens one of ORLANDO’s drawers. About to place a pair of shorts in, she notices a bag of cocaine.



    She takes a deep breath and continues to put the shorts away.



    MOM

    (beat)

    Get your car washed.



    ORLANDO

    I don’t need it washed. I never use it.

    What’s the point?



    MOM

    It smells.



    ORLANDO

    (changing the subject)

    What’s the name of the show where

    everybody knows your name?



    MOM

    (beat)

    Cheers.



    ORLANDO

    Oh.

    (beat)

    It’ll be on later.



    ORLANDO points the remote at the television and changes the channel. SCOTT’S MOM storms out of the room. ORLANDO stares blankly at the wall.



    He glances at the television and sees the news on.



    ORLANDO

    Rerun.



    Realizing something, ORLANDO runs out of the room.



    INT. CAR – DAY



    SCOTT and DAN sit in DAN’s car, driving home. DAN is driving while SCOTT is sitting shotgun.



    SCOTT

    I can’t believe you bought that movie.



    DAN

    I can’t believe you didn’t know I had

    a Shirley Temple fetish. Not only do

    I have all the flicks on tape, I even

    made my own Shirley posters at Kinko’s.

    Damn that place rocks. We should work

    there.



    SCOTT

    Kinko’s? Hell no.



    DAN

    What the hell is wrong with Kinko’s?



    SCOTT

    Don’t you ever want to stick with a job?

    All you do is shift gears, man. You’ve

    had eight jobs since last summer.



    DAN

    A working man needs his choices. Hey, at

    least I work.



    SCOTT

    When you have a rich stepfather you

    really don’t need to work. There’s

    no point.



    DAN

    How the hell do you pay for your car?



    SCOTT

    ORLANDO.



    DAN

    Where do you get your beer-money?



    SCOTT

    ORLANDO.



    DAN

    Who did you plan a murder against?



    SCOTT

    (beat; nodding)

    ORLANDO.



    DAN

    I don’t get what’s so bad about that

    guy. I’ve never seen anything bad. His

    stupidity would make getting through

    my days a whole lot easier.



    SCOTT

    I just don’t like him.



    DAN stares at SCOTT.



    DAN

    You’re doing all of this because of

    the fact that he ruined your relation-

    ship with your old dad. Right?

    (after no response)

    Right?



    SCOTT nods a little bit.



    DAN

    If you want your dad back that much,

    why don’t you ever call him? Why don’t

    you ever hang out with the guy?



    SCOTT

    I don’t even know where he lives. My

    grandparents don’t even know for

    chrissakes.



    DAN

    Try to look him up?



    SCOTT

    Nothing.



    DAN

    Damn that’s weird. It’s like he almost

    disappeared into thin air.

    (beat)

    What are your plans for tomorrow?



    SCOTT

    (laughing)

    You’ll never guess where I’m going.



    DAN

    M.C. Hammer’s house?



    SCOTT

    (still laughing)

    No, worse. To a theme park with ORLANDO,

    TIM and my MOM.



    DAN chuckles.



    DAN

    That’s going to be terrible!



    SCOTT

    Orlando’s never been on a roller

    coaster before, let alone a theme

    park. He’ll probably bring his

    drugs into the park so he isn’t as

    scared.



    DAN

    (beat)

    The guy’s a maniac.

    (pulling into SCOTT’S driveway)

    The cops still at your house?



    SCOTT

    A few. They’re looking around the

    house, in the woods. Everywhere.

    They still think there’s evidence

    to be found . . . and ORLANDO is

    getting mighty pissed off.



    DAN

    (sarcastically)

    Uh-oh. They’re going to find his

    stash.



    SCOTT

    I pray for that nightly. They’re

    supposed to leave tonight.



    The car comes to a complete stop.



    DAN

    Have fun, man.



    SCOTT

    Later.



    SCOTT gets out of the car and slams the door behind him. DAN shakes his head at himself as he backs up.



    DAN

    Damn . . .

    (beat)

    That kid’s got a great life.



    EXT. THEME PARK – DAY



    ORLANDO

    (looking up)

    That thing’s gotta be fifty feet

    high.



    ORLANDO and SCOTT stand, staring up at a huge ROLLER COASTER. As a car starts to go down a hill, ORLANDO’s mouth drops wide open. SCOTT doesn’t seem to care at all.



    SCOTT

    (still staring)

    I can’t believe you’ve never been to

    a theme park before.



    ORLANDO

    My parents told me I went to Coney

    Island when I was little.



    SCOTT

    Wow. I wish I went there.



    ORLANDO

    I don’t think I did. I’ve never been

    out of the country.



    SCOTT

    What do you mean?



    ORLANDO

    Coney is on an Island.



    SCOTT

    (beat)

    But haven’t you been to Mexico?



    ORLANDO

    (staring at SCOTT)

    That’s still in North America.



    ORLANDO departs from SCOTT’S side. SCOTT stares after him, and then takes upon his example after a few seconds.



    EXT. ROLLER COASTER – DAY



    SCOTT, TIM, ORLANDO, and SCOTT’S MOM all stand right outside of a roller coaster line. They are all figuring out what to do.



    MOM

    (staring at ORLANDO)

    I didn’t come here just to sit around.

    We have to go on a roller coaster.



    SCOTT

    ORLANDO will be fine. Just let him st .

    . .



    MOM

    (cutting SCOTT off)

    No, Scott. Orlando has to come on. I

    want him to take his mind off of every-

    thing happening at home. Going on a

    roller coaster will help.



    ORLANDO

    I told you, I’m not scared.

    (beat)

    Just . . . tired.



    TIM

    (laughing)

    Haha! Sure you are!



    ORLANDO nudges TIM.



    TIM

    Screw you, Mexy.



    MOM

    (points at TIM)

    Tim. Don’t say that.



    ORLANDO

    It’s okay. I’m used to racist people.



    SCOTT

    Sure you are, Burrito-Man.



    SCOTT’S MOM stomps on SCOTT’S foot.



    MOM

    SCOTT!



    SCOTT

    MOM!



    TIM

    ORLANDO!



    ORLANDO is revealed walking away from the foursome.



    OUTSIDE A RESTAURANT



    ORLANDO walks slowly up to a CLOWN that’s sitting on top of a table outside a pizza restaurant with CLOWN 2. ORLANDO tilts his head.



    ORLANDO

    You’re a clown?



    CLOWN 1

    Yeah, man. Got a fucking problem?



    ORLANDO takes a few steps back, but continues towards them.



    ORLANDO

    What’s so scary about you guys?



    CLOWN 2

    Ask your MOM, Enrique!



    ORLANDO goes to punch CLOWN 2, but TIM holds him back.



    ORLANDO

    You’re dead!



    CLOWN 1

    PUSSY!



    ORLANDO is completely pulled away from the clowns. TIM pulls him back by SCOTT and SCOTT’S MOM.



    MOM

    What the hell did you do that for!



    SCOTT

    Yeah, man. Chill the hell out.



    ORLANDO looks at the ground, and then back up.



    ORLANDO

    It was on the other day.



    EXT. ROLLER COASTER LINE – DAY



    SCOTT, SCOTT’S MOM, TIM, and ORLANDO stand in line for a roller coaster. ORLANDO stays sheepishly behind everyone else.



    ORLANDO

    I don’t feel good. I can’t go on.



    SCOTT

    C’mon, Ricky Martin. It’s not that

    bad.



    A train roars past the group, nearly scaring ORLANDO to death.



    ORLANDO

    GOD DAMN!



    TIM

    If you make it through without pissing

    yourself, I’ll give you five dollars.



    ORLANDO

    (now happy; looking up)

    Yeah?



    TIM

    Yeah.



    ORLANDO

    Alright.

    (he smiles)

    I’ll do it.



    ORLANDO starts to seem more confident.



    INT. ROLLER COASTER TRAIN STATION – DAY



    COASTER WORKER

    Sir! You’re going to have to get on!



    ORLANDO is being pushed forward by a COASTER WORKER onto the coaster’s cart.



    ORLANDO

    You can’t make me! I’ll sue!



    COASTER WORKER

    You have to make it through these four

    seats to exit the station, then!



    TIM

    C’mon ORLANDO! Just get the hell on!



    MOM

    ORLANDO. Get on.



    The COASTER WORKER pushes ORLANDO further into the seats. SCOTT, SCOTT’S MOM, and TIM are all sitting in their seats with their harnesses fastened.



    ORLANDO looks at them halfway through the cart.



    ORLANDO

    (trying to act brave)

    Hah! I fooled you guys! I was just

    faking it!



    ORLANDO wipes a tear from his eye.



    SCOTT

    Then get on.



    SCOTT pats the seat next to him.



    SCOTT

    Right here. Let’s go.



    ORLANDO

    (smiling)

    Alright, hotshot.



    ORLANDO jumps into the seat and pulls a harness over him. All four people in the group sit cozily next to each other.



    EXT. ROLLER COASTER – DAY



    ORLANDO

    HOLY SHIT!! LET ME OFF!!



    ORLANDO and the gang are now traveling up the giant coaster hill in the front cart. SCOTT’S MOM seems scared, ORLANDO furious, while TIM and SCOTT are smiling, relaxed.



    SCOTT

    Just shut your eyes, Latino. It’ll

    be over before you know it.



    TIM

    (laughing)

    Or before you could say Menudo!



    ORLANDO

    MENUDO! MENUDO! MENUDO!



    The cart starts to shift a little.



    SCOTT

    Uh oh! Here it comes!!



    As the train goes swiftly down the first hill, ORLANDO closes is eyes with his hands and starts to ball.



    ORLANDO

    (screaming)

    GET ME OFF! GET ME OFF!



    SCOTT

    (yelling back)

    YOU’RE ON FOR GOOD NOW!!



    ORLANDO opens his eyes as they fly down another large hill. Everyone seems to be enjoying it but him.



    The cart starts to bounce back and forth. ORLANDO starts to cry louder.



    ORLANDO

    (screaming)

    GOOD THING I WORE PANTS!!



    INT. ROLLER COASTER TRAIN STATION – DAY



    ORLANDO jumps off of his seat in tears, revealing a large urine stain on his khakis. The people waiting in line start to laugh at him.



    ABNOXIOUS COASTER RIDER

    Haha! Look at that guy!



    ABNOXIOUS COASTER RIDER 2

    Oh my god! What a freak!



    ORLANDO starts to cry a little bit, and then starts to huff and puff. SCOTT’S MOM grabs his arm and helps him walk out of the station.



    SCOTT and TIM start to laugh right behind him.



    SCOTT

    That’s hilarious!



    TIM puts his leg on a nearby wall. He shows SCOTT a small stain on his pant leg.



    TIM

    (pointing to it)

    Check that out. It was flying every-

    where towards me. Besides that . . .

    purely the funniest thing to happen

    in years.



    The two continue to laugh as they walk away from the station.



    EXT. ROLLER COASTER STATION – DAY



    ORLANDO and SCOTT’S MOM walk out from the darkness, ORLANDO still weeping and limping because of the stain in his pants.



    ORLANDO

    Lets go home.



    The two clowns from earlier notice ORLANDO.



    CLOWN 1

    Holy damn! El Feo pissed himself!



    CLOWN 2 starts to laugh like crazy. CLOWN 1 aids him.



    ORLANDO tries to escape SCOTT’S MOM’s hold, but he can’t. He starts to shake his head.



    CLOWN 2

    He won’t be able to do the Macarina

    tonight!



    They both laugh.



    ORLANDO

    Bastard!



    ORLANDO breaks free from SCOTT’S MOM as SCOTT and TIM walk through the exit. ORLANDO runs toward CLOWN 2 and tackles him. A huge brawl starts.



    ORLANDO starts to pummel CLOWN 2 as he’s lying on the dirty pathway. CLOWN 1 desperately tries to take ORLANDO off of CLOWN 2, but is unsuccessful.



    ORLANDO stands up and throws a punch at CLOWN 1. He falls to the ground with the blow.



    With both clowns on the ground, ORLANDO spits on both of them.



    SCOTT and TIM run towards ORLANDO to take him away. A few security guards run to clean up the scene, too.



    ORLANDO

    BASTARDS!



    Just as the clowns are about to get up, ORLANDO runs at them and tackles both of them.



    Getting in a few good punches, he’s taken away by the security guards. They start to yell at him to calm down.



    SCOTT and TIM walk back to SCOTT’S MOM, who seems angry.



    MOM

    I can’t take this anymore!



    SCOTT’S MOM bursts away from SCOTT and TIM, running towards ORLANDO and the guards.



    SCOTT and TIM glance at each other, and then start off toward their MOM.



    INT. SECURITY BUILDING – DAY



    SECURITY HEAD

    What the HELL is going on here?!



    ORLANDO and SCOTT’S MOM sit in two chairs, in front of the SECURITY HEAD’s desk. SCOTT and TIM walk into the room and stand in the corner.



    SECURITY HEAD

    ¿Qué es su nombre? ¡Muy estúpido!



    ORLANDO

    They . . . they started it.



    SECURITY HEAD

    From the opinions of the people around

    the brawl, apparently you just went up

    to two clowns after you got off of a

    roller coaster and started to pummel

    them to death!



    ORLANDO

    How do you know for a fact it was my

    fault?



    SECURITY HEAD

    Sir. Ninety-six point seven percent of

    the people arrested here are either

    Negro or Latino.



    The SECURITY HEAD points to a wall with a huge pie chart that states the fact he just said. There are tons of pictures on the wall of Latino and Black men’s mug shots.



    TIM

    (under his breath)

    Racism.



    SECURITY HEAD

    What was that, son? Don’t make me lower

    that percentage rate to ninety-six point

    five percent. You don’t want that.



    SCOTT and TIM exchange looks. Their MOM gets out of her seat and storms out of the room.



    SECURITY HEAD

    What the hell is her problem?



    SCOTT

    She doesn’t like people making corny

    math jokes.



    SCOTT storms his away out of the room right after his mom. The SECURITY HEAD stares at TIM.



    TIM

    Ahh . . . no.



    TIM follows SCOTT’S lead and leaves the room. The SECURITY HEAD looks down at ORLANDO, who’s still seated in front of his desk.



    ORLANDO

    I can’t drive. I’m a bad driver.

    (beat)

    I don’t have a license.



    ORLANDO realizes that he can’t get home if the others leave, so he stands up and storms out of the room. Halfway out the door he salutes the SECURITY HEAD.



    The SECURITY HEAD shakes his head at the family.



    FADE OUT



    FADE TO:



    INT. CAR – NIGHT



    ORLANDO sits shotgun in the tiny car, MOM is driving, and TIM and SCOTT are in the back. ORLANDO continues to laugh about something.



    ORLANDO

    (giggling)

    But when I kicked that clown in the

    head, I swear I think I heard a bone

    break!



    SCOTT

    (laughing)

    And when they were leaving in those

    stretchers and you called them . . .

    what was it again?



    ORLANDO

    (beat)

    I think I called them both “wiener

    worshippers!”



    The car starts to slow down a little bit. In the reflection of the windshield, you can see a ton of blinking lights outside of their house.



    ORLANDO starts to panic.



    ORLANDO

    They’re still here?!



    MOM

    We’ll tell them to leave. Don’t worry.



    As soon as the car slows down a little more, ORLANDO opens his door and bolts out of it.



    EXT. SCOTT’S HOUSE – NIGHT



    ORLANDO runs as fast as he can up the grass hill in front of the house. He frantically runs past a few cops and opens the front door.



    INT. SCOTT’S HOUSE – NIGHT



    ORLANDO runs past some more cops in the house and turns a corner in the main hallway.



    INT. KITCHEN – NIGHT



    ORLANDO runs into the kitchen and grabs a remote controller on the counter. He quickly turns the news broadcast on the television to a different channel. A fishing show is on.



    The cops stare at ORLANDO.



    ORLANDO

    (huffing and puffing)

    I bet money on this show.



    The cops continue to stare at him. Every one of them has a little food half-eaten in their hand, or a magazine their in the midst of reading.



    ORLANDO

    (looking around)

    Not that I bet . . . or anything.



    MOM slams her way into the room through the garage door.



    MOM

    (furious)

    I might not know a lot about the law,

    but this ISN’T right! Get the hell

    out of my house!



    The cops stare at the ground, but then pick up their jackets and leave. DETECTIVE ENGLISH walks up to MOM.



    ENGLISH

    I’m sorry ma’am. We’re just trying to

    help. Didn’t mean any harm.



    MOM

    But nobody was home! Don’t you under-

    stand that?!



    ENGLISH turns around and walks away from the scene. TIM and SCOTT run into the kitchen and start to study the room.



    TIM

    What’s going on here?



    ORLANDO looks up at SCOTT and TIM. In a split second, ORLANDO is found running as fast as he can out of the room.



    SCOTT looks at his MOM and shrugs his shoulders.



    EXT. SCOTT’S WINDOW – NIGHT



    A WINDOW outside SCOTT’S room is shown. In the inside of the house, SCOTT is lying on his bed, watching television.



    All of a sudden, a ROCK hits the window. SCOTT jumps out of his position and starts to walk to it.



    As SCOTT is opening the window, another ROCK hits it. SCOTT gets it completely open and looks down.



    He sees DAN standing far below him.



    POV: SCOTT



    DAN

    What are you doing tonight?



    POV: DAN



    SCOTT

    Not positive. Sore from today, so

    probably nothing.



    EXT. SCOTT’S WINDOW – NIGHT



    DAN

    Damn. How did it all go?



    SCOTT

    Pretty good.



    DAN

    Great to hear. Did Orlando chicken out

    again?



    SCOTT

    Nope, we got him on a coaster. Didn’t

    take it too well, but hey . . . he

    went on, at least.



    DAN

    Damn slime bucket.



    SCOTT

    Don’t rip on him, man. I think I’m . . .

    I think I’m starting to like him now.

    Not LIKE him, but you know . . . not

    mind him.



    DAN

    (shocked; beat)

    That’s cool, I guess. So you going to

    avoid killing him now?



    SCOTT

    (nodding)

    I think so.



    DAN

    Good to hear. Hey, dude . . . I better

    scram. The cops are giving me weird

    looks.

    (beat)

    And what the hell are they still doing

    here?!



    SCOTT

    Beats me. My mom just threw a fit about

    it. You shout egg ‘em.



    POV: SCOTT



    DAN

    (nodding)

    Good idea! Later!



    DAN runs away from SCOTT’S SIGHT.



    INT. SCOTT’S ROOM – NIGHT



    SCOTT turns away from the window with a smile on his face. He walks over to his desk and picks up a picture.



    It shows himself, TIM, ORLANDO, and his MOM on the roller coaster from earlier in the day. The smile on his face grows a little larger.



    SCOTT hears a knock on his door.



    SCOTT

    Yeah?



    ORLANDO

    (muffled through the door)

    Scott, it’s Orlando.



    Scott walks over to the door and opens it. ORLANDO stands in SCOTT’S doorway with a BAG in his hand. He hands it over to SCOTT.



    SCOTT

    What’s this?



    SCOTT peers into the bag and sees a LOAD of CHOCOLATE CANDY BARS. The smile SCOTT had a few seconds ago comes back into the picture.



    SCOTT

    Thanks, man. What’s this stuff for?



    ORLANDO

    Needed to pay you back somehow for

    getting us kicked out of the park.

    Kind of ruined the day, eh?



    SCOTT

    (smiling)

    No . . . it was entertaining.



    SCOTT walks over to his bed, sits down, and digs into the bag of candy on his lap. ORLANDO joins him on the bed.



    ORLANDO

    Scott, I want to tell you the truth.



    SCOTT

    About?



    ORLANDO

    Everything.



    SCOTT stares at ORLANDO.



    SCOTT

    What are you talking about?



    ORLANDO sits a little closer to SCOTT



    ORLANDO

    I’m a drug dealer.

    (beat)

    I was a drug dealer.



    SCOTT’S mouth hangs wide open.



    ORLANDO

    I’m sorry. This must be a complete

    shock to you.



    SCOTT

    (taken aback)

    No. No it isn’t.



    ORLANDO stares at SCOTT.



    ORLANDO

    There’s a lot more to it than that.



    SCOTT

    Like what?



    ORLANDO

    I killed a man before.



    SCOTT’S jaw drops.



    ORLANDO

    Do you know what to do with the body

    of a dead guy after you kill him?



    SCOTT

    Uhh . . . no?



    ORLANDO

    (looking down)

    Either do I.



    SCOTT

    Wait a second. You’re serious, aren’t

    you? You’ve actually killed someone!



    ORLANDO

    I used to live in California. Did a

    lot of dealing out there. You can’t

    imagine how much money I had.

    (beat)

    I lied about my father being rich.

    Just a cover up, I guess.

    (beat)

    But one time, me and my partner named

    Gizzy had to raid a guy’s house and

    steal some stuff from him. What we

    didn’t know was that it was a setup.

    This guy, named Kint, was working for

    the police. We had a few rats in our

    pack. Apparently they all had it all

    arranged out so me and Gizzy would die

    that day.

    (beat)

    That was the scariest day of my life.



    SCOTT

    (interested)

    What happened?



    ORLANDO

    Well, we knew something was up when

    we looked into Kint’s car. Saw an

    LAPD badge lying on the dash board.

    We panicked.

    (beat)

    We planned it all out before we went

    in there. Just bashed through his

    bedroom window. He was sleeping in

    his chair with a gun in his hand.

    (beat)

    He woke up. Shot at Gizzy once. I

    grabbed my pipe and whacked him

    straight across the face. Died on

    impact. Good thing Gizzy wasn’t

    hurt too much. We drove away with

    the body in the trunk. We just left.

    I dropped him off at his relatives

    in Oklahoma. And I . . . I just came

    here. Started a new life. That day

    was enough for me.

    (beat)

    I didn’t want it anymore.



    SCOTT stares at ORLANDO in shock.



    ORLANDO

    Just promise . . . with all of your

    heart . . . that you won’t tell a soul.



    SCOTT nods.



    SCOTT

    Where’s Gizzy? Do you still talk to

    him?



    ORLANDO

    (shaking his head)

    Nope. But I heard some stories. The

    people we worked with in LA got in

    a furious state of mind when we left.

    They tracked down where Gizzy was

    staying. One day when he was gone,

    they killed his two nephews. They

    even waited until he got home, and

    made him kill his own brother. He

    had to stab him to death . . . just

    to save his own.



    SCOTT

    Why would he actually kill him?!



    ORLANDO

    They would have killed him anyways. I

    guess it’s better if you do it yourself

    instead of having those grease balls

    do it.



    SCOTT

    Why didn’t they find you?



    ORLANDO

    I strayed far away from any family.

    Just started a new life out here.



    SCOTT

    That’s an amazing story, man. Never

    thought you could be that interesting.



    ORLANDO

    (smiling)

    It’s all true. I’m a hip guy.



    SCOTT laughs.



    ORLANDO

    (seriously)

    Scott . . . whatever happens, whoever

    gets hurt, wherever it is . . . stay

    here with your mother.



    SCOTT

    What are you talking about?



    ORLANDO

    Something bad is gonna happen, Scott.

    You just don’t know it.



    SCOTT

    Orlando?



    The PHONE rings. ORLANDO stands up.



    ORLANDO

    Don’t worry about anything. Just

    talking out of my ass.

    (beat)

    I gotta get that. Later.



    SCOTT allows ORLANDO to leave the room. He stares at the ground, still in shock.



    EXT. SCOTT’S ROOM – LATER



    We see that SCOTT’S room still has the light on.



    INT. SCOTT’S ROOM – NIGHT



    SCOTT lies on his bed, watching television.



    POV: TELEVISION



    From the view of the television, we see a distorted view of SCOTT, who is wearily flipping through the channels.



    SOMETHING catches his eye. We hear an infomercial playing on the television set. SCOTT sits upright and tilts his head at the screen.



    INFOMERCIAL NARRATOR

    . . . with the rapid clipsideninus

    technology, cleaning your cat is

    easier than ever! Simply put on the

    specialized handling gloves, grab

    a hold of little Scruffy, and spray

    the chemical on him! It’s as simple

    as that!

    (fastly)

    The only side effects of this new

    technology are: headache, bloating,

    sinus problems, mental retardation,

    death, and diarrhea!



    A loud THUMP is heard. SCOTT gets startled and jumps out of his position.



    INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY – NIGHT



    SCOTT’S open door is shown, with SCOTT staring down the hall. The camera slowly starts to zoom out, revealing a pitch-black hallway. SCOTT stands up and peers out.



    POV: SCOTT



    All we see is total darkness.



    INT. HALLWAY – NIGHT



    SCOTT trots down the hall and turns on the light. Everything seems normal to him.



    Suddenly, a large ROAR is heard. SCOTT stalls for a second, and then runs down the hallway into the room at the end.



    INT. GUEST BEDROOM – NIGHT



    SCOTT runs into the room and stops right at a WINDOW. SCOTT peers outside.



    POV: SCOTT



    We see a rainy outside with an empty street running down it. A large noise seems to come from far away. Suddenly, the garage door opens.



    The noise seems to get louder and louder as ORLANDO peels out of the garage. At the end of it, he quickly spins out into the middle of the street. Within a split second, a LARGE TRUCK smashes into the front of ORLANDO’S car.



    With a bash of fury, ORLANDO’S car spins ninety degrees and finally flips on its side, rolling about fifteen feet up the street. The LARGE TRUCK quickly backs up into a driveway, and peels out of sight.






    5/10/2002 7:02:21 PM

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