Remembering Olsen Screenplay Written by ferf ziamond
FADE IN INT. CATERING HALL - EVENING Dim
lights, soft music, camera flashes, a rumble of reacquainted voices fill the small, well-decorated room.
A
faceless man in a blue suit walks past a banner across the back wall, WELCOME
CLASS OF 1996.
He
stops for a moment in front of the juke box. The lights on it flash. Standing beside it is a man in a grey suit. His face visible, only for a
moment.
The
man in the blue suit’s finger moves forward and points to the jukebox.
He
continues walking, shaking hands with other well dressed men. A woman stops him with her hand on his chest. She stretches her legs in high heel
shoes so her lips can reach his ear, she
whispers. She laughs and the man
continues to walk.
He
stops at the bar where a young man and a young woman
greet him. The bartender hands the young man a drink.
He sips it, the bartender hands him another.
He
passes the second drink to a waitress who places it on a tray with a collection of others.
The
new drink sits on a napkin and makes a trip around the room passing happy faces. Some guests move around as if reenacting memories from their past.
Others look on and laugh.
A
group of men stand together holding their drinks at their sides while belting out lyrics to old favorite tunes.
The
glasses sit still on the tray when the waitress stops momentarily. A blurred MAN
and WOMAN carry on a conversation over
the music at a table as the waitress puts
their drinks down.
WOMAN
That’s something a family
can never get over.
MAN
Especially his dad.
The
woman acknowledges the waitress.
WOMAN
Thank you.
MAN
Yes, thank you very much.
The
waitress smiles and collects some empty glasses.
The
woman bobs her head back and forth to continue their
conversation. The man follows her head back and forth.
WOMAN
Do you think his dad had
any indication?
The
woman picks up her glass. The man shakes his head.
The
rest of the glasses on the tray begin to move again
as the waitress makes her way to the next table.
Once
again, she places drinks down on a table. This one
seats THREE MEN in mid conversation.
MAN 1
She didn’t want you then.
You think something
changed in the last ten
years?
They
all laugh.
MAN 2
Hey, a lot about me has
changed in the last ten
years.
MAN 1
Yea, less hair, less
money, and less reason to
look at you now.
They
all laugh again, including the waitress.
MAN 2
There’s more.
MAN 1
Yep, more stomach, more
naps.
Man
2 cuts him off.
MAN 2
We get the idea.
There
is more laughter. The waitress begins to step away
with a big smile.
MAN 3
Thanks sweetheart. We’ll
take another round on
your way back.
He
slides a twenty dollar bill on her tray as she smiles
and begins to make her way around the room.
As
a wet ring forms on the bill under a glass, MAN 1 is heard from behind.
MAN 1
Keep em’ coming doll.
The
waitress clears off some empty glasses at another table seating TWO WOMEN. A THIRD stands speaking with a MAN behind the two women.
The
man excuses himself from the conversation and motions
toward the waitress.
MAN
Thanks. We’ll take
another round on your way
back.
The
waitress nods and scribbles on her pad.
One
of the sitting women acknowledges the waitress with
a smile and a nod. She continues speaking.
WOMAN 1
It was two weeks ago.
Only a few blocks from
here.
FLASHBACK
EXT. INTERSECTION –
NIGHT
A
small automobile moves along quickly towards a green traffic light.
A
large truck follows closely behind.
WOMAN 1’S VOICE (CONT.)
The guy I work with said
she died instantly.
The
automobile continues to move along.
WOMAN 2’S VOICE
I never trusted those
little foreign cars.
The
traffic light changes to red. The automobile skids to a halt.
MAN’S VOICE
Especially when a large
truck barrels into one.
The
truck continues into the automobile.
BACK TO SCENE
The
waitress walks away after putting her pad back in her pocket.
Idle
chit-chat around the room as the tray’s trip comes
to an end at a low table in front of two small
couches towards the corner of the room.
The
waitress puts the glass in front of JESSICA KASTA, 28, blond, typical high end department store clerk, dressed to the nines. Sitting across is PATTY
MADIEL, 28, not as flashy.
Jessica
doesn’t acknowledge the waitress. She picks up her
fresh drink and sips through the stirrer.
Patty
gives the waitress a friendly nod and smile before
she walks off.
Jessica’s
eyes motion across the room toward a blonde man
in a tight dress shirt.
JESSICA
I can’t believe how good
Donny looks.
The
man catches Jessica’s eye and then looks away abruptly.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Maybe I should have taken him
up on his repeated offers back
in high school.
She
slides her tongue across her teeth.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Right now he’s wishing I
did.
PATTY
Oh, you think they all
wish that.
Patty
looks past her martini glass to the pale skin
where her wedding ring once
stood.
PATTY (CONT.)
He did get so much cuter
over the years. I wonder
if he’s taken.
JESSICA
You should find out, now
that you’re single again.
Patty
appears bothered by the comment and tries to brush
it off.
PATTY
Please.
JESSICA
Speaking of that, why
haven’t we seen your
Romeo with the wonderful
Miranda Oleon?
PATTY
Hopefully they got lost.
She
holds up her empty glass with an olive circling the bottom.
PATTY (CONT.)
I gotta get another
drink. Can I get you
something?
JESSICA
Sure.
She
takes a gulp.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I know I just started
this one, but waiting for
her to bring them can
take all night.
Jessica
points toward the waitress while holding up her
glass.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I’ll take a refill, and
while you’re up, see if
that guy is still staring
over here.
A
STRANGER in a baseball cap with a dark beard and mustache sits in the opposite corner at a high top table, drinking beer from a mug.
He
is the only one in the room not dressed for the occasion. He wears a loose fitting flannel shirt with blue jeans
and sneakers.
His
head turns slightly when the girls peek
over at him. He laughs to himself while
putting his mug down. He wipes his mouth
with his sleeve.
PATTY
He is.
Patty
stands up and walks toward the bar.
Jessica
sits glancing around the room. She holds on to her
glass.
TWO
OLD CLASSMATES walk by the table. Jessica sips through
her stirrer.
The
female, a bit heavy and bubbly holds a plate with a piece of cake on it. The male, a little flabby, balding, with a big smile holds a glass of
soda with a thick straw sticking out of
it.
CLASSMATE 1
Hi Jessica. How have you
been?
Classmate
1 Shakes Jessica’s hand. They don’t make eye contact.
CLASSMATE 2
The years seem to have
agreed with you.
Classmate
2 looks at classmate 1 and smiles.
JESSICA
Hello. Thank you. It sure
has been a long time.
CLASSMATE 1
It’s me,
remember ANDY.
JESSICA
Oh of course. You didn’t
have to tell me. It was
on the tip of my tongue.
Hello again Debra.
It’s
JESSICA
I’m sorry. I meant
Jessica
tries to hold back a giggle before turning to Andy.
JESSICA (CONT.)
And it is great to see
you again sir.
ANDY
Andy.
JESSICA
Yes, Andy.
Jessica
finally shakes his hand not having a clue as
to who either one of them are. Her mouth opens to begin a conversation as Patty returns.
PATTY
Here ya go Jes. Tell me
if it’s too strong. I’ll
take it back.
Patty
steps back when noticing
PATTY (CONT.)
Wow! Hello
a great job arranging the
reunion.
She
kisses
Thank you Patty. You look
wonderful.
Her
smile suddenly fades to a frown.
Sorry about you and Al.
PATTY
Oh please, don’t worry
about it.
Patty
hides her sadness and becomes up beat.
PATTY (CONT.)
It was bound to happen
sooner or later.
She
continues her poor acting and smiles to Andy.
PATTY (CONT.)
Hey Andy! It’s been so
long.
She
kisses Andy on the cheek.
We’ll see you before the
night is over.
ANDY
Great seeing you. Both of
you.
Andy
and
Patty is so nice.
Jessica hasn’t changed
a bit though.
Andy
nods.
Banana nut. It’s good.
Want a taste?
Patty
watches them walk away.
Jessica
lifts her head from searching her purse, places
her lipstick container on the table, picks up her
glass, and looks to Patty.
JESSICA
How do you remember all
of these people? I
couldn’t even remember
their names back in
school.
Jessica
puts the empty glass down, picks up the full
one
and wipes the bottom of it with a napkin.
PATTY
It’s not hard to do.
Patty
looks down.
PATTY (CONT.)
You didn’t have a hard
time remembering Andy’s
name ten years ago.
Jessica
looks back at Patty.
JESSICA
Sorry, did you say
something?
She
begins applying a fresh coat of lipstick.
PATTY
How is it they know all
about Al and me when it’s
been less than two weeks?
JESSICA
That’s high school gossip
for ya.
PATTY
I thought that ended
after high school.
Patty
picks up her glass, looks annoyed.
PATTY (CONT.)
Is the drink too strong?
Jessica
leans forward to sip the drink through the stirrer.
JESSICA
It’s perfect. Thanks.
PATTY
Great.
She
looks around the room again.
PATTY (CONT.)
And you know who, is
still lurking through the
dark sunglasses.
Patty’s
eyes stop to focus on the man at the high top table.
He
gently nods his head to the music then picks his mug up once again.
JESSICA
Who the hell is he? Did
he graduate with us? He
looks psycho.
Jessica
puts her lipstick away and straightens herself in
her seat.
They
are both bothered by the man's presence. Patty fiddles
with a napkin. Jessica, a drink glass.
JESSICA (CONT.)
We’ve already seen
everyone we came to see.
PATTY
I guess we should be
leaving after this drink
anyway.
Patty
takes a sip of her drink almost finishing it.
PATTY (CONT.)
Do you want to go
someplace else? Or home?
Patty
holds back a yawn.
JESSICA
I feel like going home.
She
looks down and grabs her purse.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Unless you want to do
something?
She
stands up.
The
man in the dark glasses stands up for the first time all night.
Patty
becomes nervous.
PATTY
Don’t look now, but it
seems our friend wants to
leave with us.
JESSICA
Should we get one of the
guys to walk us to the
car?
Jessica
fiddles with her car keys at the edge of the table.
She tries to be courageous.
PATTY
Good thinking.
Patty
looks back over at the man.
PATTY (CONT.)
Too late. Here he comes.
The man puts his hand on the table and leans
to the side.
STRANGER
Pardon me ladies. Are you
leaving?
JESSICA
I’m afraid so. We have a
lot to do tomorrow.
Jessica
attempts to walk away as the man grabs her arm.
Patty
looks to the men across the room. They continue they’re singing and dancing.
She
looks to the bartender. He is busy taking drink orders.
She
looks around for the waitress, she is no where to be found.
The
strangers face gets closer to Jessica’s. Jessica stands her ground.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Get your filthy
disgusting paws off of me
before I call those guys
over here to take you
outside.
She
points to the group of men across the room drinking
and laughing. None of them notice.
STRANGER
Spoken like a true bar
chick.
The
man begins to take his hat and glasses off.
Patty
stands frozen with fear.
STRANGER (CONT.)
You’ll never change Jes.
Patty
looks somewhat relieved.
Jessica
has a confused look.
JESSICA
How’d you know my name?
Jessica
watches as the stranger takes off his mustache and
beard.
Both
Patty and Jessica have an anxious look.
The
stranger holds his disguise to his side and laughs.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Oh my God!
The
stranger’s arms are out to his sides. He smiles very wide.
STRANGER
Remember me?
PATTY
You son of a bitch! You
scared the hell out of
us!
Patty
laughs. She hits the stranger on his arm.
PATTY (CONT.)
Bruce Denzbar!
JESSICA
Denzbar? How have you
been?
Jessica
laughs with her hand on her chest waiting for her
heart to go back to normal.
Patty
waves to get the attention of the waitress.
JESSICA (CONT.)
We thought we saw
everyone. I guess we
forgot about you.
DENZBAR
Gee, thanks.
He
leans over, gives them each a hug in turn.
He
holds one of Patty’s hands and takes a step back.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
You’re looking good
Patty.
He
has a lovable smirk.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
Really good.
PATTY
Thanks.
DENZBAR
That Al’s a lucky man.
JESSICA
He sure is.
Patty
makes a displeased face.
The
three of them sit back down as the waitress sets them up with another round.
Jessica
throws her car keys back down on the table.
INT. APARTMENT –
MORNING
Jessica’s keys rattle against the door. She enters a bit wobbly.
At the end of a long dark hallway is her
made bed covered with pillows.
JESSICA
That’s what I need.
She rubs her neck and places her belongings
down.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Wait for me right there
bed.
INTRUDER
Okay Jessica.
Jessica
freezes in place. She mutters.
JESSICA
An intruder? A burglar?
How does he know my name?
The
intruder has a comforting tone.
INTRUDER
Relax sweetheart. I’m not
here to harm you. I just
want to talk.
His
shadow is visible in the bedroom from the hallway. He picks up an object.
Jessica
becomes frightened.
JESSICA
Who, who are you?
INTRUDER
Just like the old days.
You don’t know who I am.
He
laughs.
INTRUDER
(CONT.)
It feels so familiar. You
used to hurt my feelings
like that back then too.
Jessica
takes two steps back, feeling for the phone.
The
shadow sits calm.
Jessica
peeks around the corner with phone in hand.
JESSICA
I’m really sorry if I did
that. Tell me who you are
so I can see if I recall you.
INTRUDER
Please, have a seat with
me. You don’t have to
call the police.
She
lowers the phone down to her side.
The
intruder appears sitting on the bed holding open their high school year book. He is the same age as Jessica but looks a lot younger. He is
dressed in a grey suit.
INTRUDER (CONT.)
Let me bring you back to
the ninth grade. Do you
have time?
Jessica
stands before the bedroom door ready to dial.
JESSICA
I would really like to
get some rest. I was up
all night.
The
intruder smiles. He looks up at her trustfully.
INTRUDER
I know.
He
looks back to the book and turns a page.
INTRUDER (CONT.)
That was some party.
He
turns another page.
INTRUDER (CONT.)
Nice to see old friends.
JESSICA
You were there?
INTRUDER
You wouldn’t remember if
you saw me anyway.
Jessica
takes another step.
The
intruder makes some room for her to sit next to him.
She
sits.
JESSICA
That’s not true. I
remembered lots of
people there.
She
looks at the open year book.
JESSICA
Ninth grade you say? What
about it?
The
intruder stands up and walks over to the chair. He sits and leans back.
Jessica
is startled by his sudden movement. She clenches
her fists and arms.
The
year book remains open on the bed.
INTRUDER
That’s the team spirit.
He
grins and reminisces.
INTRUDER (CONT.)
Let’s see. Someone didn’t
do their math homework.
He
gives her a shameful look while rubbing one of his fingers across the top of the other.
FLASHBACK
INT. CLASSROOM – DAY
A YOUNG JESSICA sits in front of a YOUNGER
VERSION of the INTRUDER.
The teacher points to young Jessica and
then turns to the blackboard.
INTRUDER’S VOICE
She was called by the
teacher to answer one of
the questions. Looking
worried and afraid, that
girl would have gotten her
last warning in that class
and would have had to
spend the summer in school.
Remembering yet?
Young
intruder holds a piece of paper. Taps young Jessica’s
arm from behind.
JESSICA’S VOICE
I didn’t spend any time in
summer school.
INTRUDER’S VOICE
Exactly.
Young
Jessica turns around and takes the page.
INTRUDER’S VOICE (CONT.)
That’s because your good
friend BOBBY OLSEN handed
you his homework
assignment with all of
the correct answers on it.
Young
Jessica reads from the page with a smile.
Young
intruder smiles.
INTRUDER’S VOICE (CONT.)
You were saved from
summer school.
JESSICA’S VOICE
I don’t remember a friend
by that name.
BACK TO SCENE
Jessica
curls her lip.
JESSICA
I do recall being helped
out from time to time.
She
places her hand on her knee.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Does it make me a bad
person for not knowing
exactly who did it, and
when?
INTRUDER
Does it make you feel
like a bad person?
Jessica
hesitates. Her voice unsure.
JESSICA
No, not really. I guess
not.
The
intruder becomes pleasant.
INTRUDER
How about when the same
kid who helped you out of
that jam asked if you
wanted to sit with him at
lunch?
His
pleasantness turns to sarcasm.
INTRUDER (CONT.)
Do you remember that?
Jessica
cringes.
JESSICA
What did I say to him?
She
fears his answer.
INTRUDER
You didn’t say anything.
Jessica
becomes surprised.
JESSICA
Why not?
INTRUDER
You were not able to
speak because you were
laughing too hard.
JESSICA
I can’t believe that.
She
attempts to look into his eyes.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Wait a second. How do you
know all of this about
me?
She
challenges him. Fear gone.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Why would you remember
such details of my life?
The
room goes silent. A calm breeze shakes the curtains
in the living room.
He
looks right into her eyes.
INTRUDER
Not just your life. I
remember because I am
Bobby Olsen.
He
speaks softly.
INTRUDER (CONT.)
Those are the details
from my life too.
Jessica’s
head sinks downward. First looking to the floor,
then to the year book. She slowly turns a page.
INTRUDER (CONT.)
You won’t find it in
there.
JESSICA
Find what?
The
page is turned where the face of MIRANDA OLEON is seen. Her quote is under her picture.
“The
years pass by so fast. The fun doesn’t seem to last.
Where we go from here we must decide on our own. Trying not to end up all alone.”
BOBBY
My picture.
JESSICA
Why not?
BOBBY
I didn’t want to be part
of the bad memories from
that school.
He
looks at Miranda’s picture.
BOBBY (CONT.)
Miranda’s a good kid. I
didn’t expect to see her
so soon.
Jessica
looks unsure.
JESSICA
She’s great.
Bobby
makes a face. He knows she’s lying and doesn’t know
Miranda.
He
leans forward and takes her hand.
BOBBY
After the embarrassment
of that lunch incident, I
tried to avoid you for
the rest of the school
year. I sat behind you in
that math class in
complete frustration.
Bobby
lets go of her hand.
Jessica
wipes a tear.
BOBBY (CONT.)
You didn’t even know I
was there except for once
or twice when Patty would
pass me a note to pass to
you. Those notes were the
highlight of my school
days.
Jessica
pulls his hand back into hers. She sobs.
JESSICA
I am so sorry.
Bobby
takes a tighter grip of her hand.
BOBBY
I dreamt about you that
whole summer. It was me
who kept you out of
summer school. If not
for that move, you may
not have met
Jessica
lets go of his hand surprised.
JESSICA
He didn’t even go to our
school.
BOBBY
How could I forget him?
He hogged you that entire
summer.
Bobby
stands and slowly sits next to Jessica.
BOBBY (CONT.)
Now we know you can
remember certain people.
He
laughs.
BOBBY (CONT.)
I can recall him driving
you around in that Chevy
Nova. He’s the one that
inspired me to start
saving for a car.
JESSICA
Did you ever get one?
Bobby
tilts his head stunned.
BOBBY
I did. You didn’t seem to
care for it though.
JESSICA
Oh c’mon.
Bobby
looks at the clock.
BOBBY
You’ll probably need your
sleep now. I should get
going.
Bobby
stands, walks to the door.
Jessica
stands, walks closely behind him.
Bobby
stops in the hallway looking at pictures on the wall.
There
is one of Jessica and Patty, next to it a photo
of a man and a dog, next to that, two women wearing
name tags MITZY and
The
photo appears to be taken in a department store behind a perfume counter.
There
is another woman behind the two whose face appears
extra clear.
Bobby
stops to examine the woman’s face while Jessica continues. She smiles.
JESSICA
Such a quick visit? Will
you come back so we can
talk some more?
BOBBY
If you’d like.
He
smiles and points to the picture on the wall.
BOBBY (CONT.)
Who are these ladies?
Jessica
looks at the picture. She points to the women one
at a time.
JESSICA
That’s Mitzy, and that’s
She
laughs.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Can’t you read the name
tags?
BOBBY
You’re funny. I saw that
much.
JESSICA
I’m just playing. They
work at the counters
across from mine at the
department store.
Bobby
takes another look at the woman in the background.
BOBBY
I see.
JESSICA
Are you sure you can’t
stay a little while?
He
takes his eyes off of the picture and looks at another
clock.
BOBBY
It’s almost
I’d like to get to
church.
He
turns to walk away stops, his back to her.
BOBBY (CONT.)
You can join me, but I
know you haven’t slept
yet.
He
continues walking to the front door as Jessica stands
near the bedroom. She calls out to him.
JESSICA
You’re right. I have to
get some sleep, but if
you’re free tonight,
stop by!
BOBBY
Thanks. I’ll think about
it.
He
closes the front door behind him.
INT. APARTMENT –
CONT.
Jessica
picks up the year book.
JESSICA
What a nice guy, and he
goes to church.
She
looks around the room.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I know I have a bible
around here somewhere.
Too bad I can’t find it.
That would have been nice
for him to see.
She
makes her way to the window and watches Bobby walk
down the street.
Her
hand makes a fist and attempts to knock on the glass.
Her
fist unclenches, she brings it back.
She
closes the curtains, walks to the bed, shuts the light, and closes the year book. Her head hits the pillow.
The
bedroom shade is closed, a ray of sun light shines in from the living room window. It puts a glare on the wood coffee table in the living room.
Underneath is a pile of old magazines
and newspapers. A couple of books are
also in view.
The
side of a book entitled THE CEMETERY FENCE is revealed
above a thicker book entitled THE HOLY BIBLE.
From the rear of the church the altar is in
view as loud organ music plays.
THE HOLY BIBLE is seen from the side in the
hand of an OLD TIMER one row up. The
old timer turns around slightly and
smiles.
The backs of men in suits and women in
Sunday dresses are seen as THE PRIEST
stands up and holds his arms out.
He makes his way toward the microphone.
The organ music stops.
PRIEST
In our reading from
ISAIAH 37:18 20 when it
says, It is true, O Lord,
that the Assyrian kings
have laid waste all these
peoples and their lands.
They have thrown their
gods into the fire and
destroyed them, for they
were not gods but only
wood and stone, fashioned
by human hands. Now O
Lord our God, deliver us
from his hand, so that
kingdoms on earth may
know that you alone, O
Lord, are God.
He looks around slowly.
PRIEST (CONT.)
Is it telling us not to
take precious goods and
throw them away?
The people are silent.
PRIEST (CONT.)
Is it telling us that the
former gods were hand
made and of less value
than the Lord?
His hands are raised again welcoming.
PRIEST (CONT.)
In a way it may be giving
a message of how these
Assyrian kings did not
look after their
followers as they should
have.
Slowly he drops his hands to his side. He
takes in the group before him.
PRIEST (CONT.)
Each reading has many
meanings. I bring up the
throwing away of precious
goods metaphor only to
enlighten some of the
younger ones here today.
He smiles.
PRIEST (CONT.)
That’s not saying that
some of us older ones
can’t use a lesson on
taking good care of our
precious gifts.
Laughter is heard around the room.
The cross is visible above the altar.
PRIEST (CONT.)
Remember the young ones.
Remember to cherish your
precious gifts. Teach the
youngsters to help the
needy.
A statue of Mother Mary is off to the side.
An altar boy stands behind the altar.
PRIEST (CONT.)
Now let’s offer each other
a sign of peace.
The OLD TIMER turns around. He extends his
hand.
OLD TIMER
Peace be with you.
His BIBLE is visible.
INT. BEDROOM –
AFTERNOON
A
BIBLE rests under the coffee table.
Jessica
lifts her head from the pillow and notices the year
book. She slowly rises and rubs her eyes.
JESSICA
What a night. I think I
drank a little too much.
She
sits at the edge of the bed and yawns.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Those were some strange
dreams about acting so
cruel to that guy.
She
stands up, walks to the window. She looks out. A Nova is parked down the block under a tree.
She
turns around. The clock reads
JESSICA (CONT.)
Wow. I slept the whole
day away.
She
takes another look at the year book, picks it up.
JESSICA (CONT.)
What a precious gift this
turned out to be.
She
places it gently on the bed, walks to the desk, picks up the phone receiver.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Hi Patty. How are you
feeling? Did you get any
sleep?
EXT. DECK –
AFTERNOON
INTERCUT
Patty
stands outside her apartment door. She has the phone
in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. She
is covered by a white robe with the ties dangling.
PATTY
Hi Jes. I fell asleep as
soon as I got home. I
just woke up a little
while ago.
Patty
looks over at her bed. A body rolls over under
the covers.
PATTY (CONT.)
Um, how about you?
JESSICA
Uh, same here. I’ve never
felt so tired.
Patty
holds the receiver between her shoulder and cheek.
She waves the robe tie with her free hand.
PATTY
I guess we’re getting too
old to do those high
school type things like
we used to. Is everything
okay? You don’t sound like
yourself.
JESSICA
I’m fine.
She
clears her throat.
JESSICA (CONT.)
What’d you think about
that Denzbar stunt?
Pretty strange huh?
PATTY
Very strange.
She
looks back at the bed.
JESSICA
I think he was coming on
to me.
Patty
puts her hand over the phone.
PATTY
Why do you say that?
JESSICA
The way he kept looking
at me and stuff. I can
tell when a guy is
interested.
Patty
is taken aback.
PATTY
Really?
JESSICA
You should know that
about me by now.
She
pauses briefly.
JESSICA (CONT.)
What are you doing today?
PATTY
I’m not sure.
JESSICA
Now you don’t sound
right. Is everything
okay?
PATTY
Fine. Everything’s good.
JESSICA
If you say so.
She
quickly changes the subject.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Well I’m just running out
to get some groceries. We
can talk later.
PATTY
That would be perfect.
Talk to you later Jes.
Patty
hangs up quickly and looks over at the bed.
A
loud yawn comes from under the covers.
Patty
hurries over, she puts the coffee down on the table
and jumps into the bed.
PATTY (CONT.)
Boy are you loud in the
morning. You could have
given us up.
She
pulls the covers off Denzbar. He lifts his head
and pulls Patty closer.
PATTY (CONT.)
Jessica knows you like
her.
He
has a sleepy and confused stare.
DENZBAR
What?
PATTY
She just told me that she
can tell when a guy is
interested. And you were
interested.
DENZBAR
Too bad she can’t tell
when she hurts a guy’s
feelings.
Patty
pushes Denzbar’s hair back.
PATTY
Hey, she’s still my
friend.
DENZBAR
Mine too.
He
fixes the pillow behind his head.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
My very shallow friend.
Patty
can’t help but laugh.
PATTY
Everyone has their
downfalls.
She
looks away.
PATTY (CONT.)
Mine was Al.
She
reaches over for her coffee. Denzbar cracks a smile.
DENZBAR
He’s still my friend too.
PATTY
You’re funny.
She
takes a sip of coffee.
PATTY (CONT.)
Jes isn’t that bad.
DENZBAR
I can’t agree totally.
She doesn’t even seem to
remember May nineteenth.
Patty
is overcome.
PATTY
I still can’t hear about
that.
She
covers her ears.
PATTY (CONT.)
Change the subject.
DENZBAR
Sorry. Maybe she remembers,
maybe she just blocks it
out like us sympathetic
people try to do but can’t.
FLASHBACK.
Complete silence. Moon light shines on the
calm water.
Police lights flash. Two men dressed in
dark clothing walk away from the lake.
A man and a woman embrace crying. People
walk slowly by with their heads hung
low.
A set of car keys drops to the ground.
INT. APARTMENT –
EVENING
Jessica’s keys dangle from her fingers and
fall to the hallway table. Her hands are
full of grocery bags. She rushes to the
kitchen.
Once the bags are placed down safely, she
hurry’s to the bathroom.
Toilet flushes.
Jessica fixes her belt walking.
Bobby stands in the doorway between the living room and
the kitchen, a big grin on his face.
He waits until Jessica is a couple of steps
from the doorway.
BOBBY
Did you want to hear
about the tenth grade?
She takes a step back.
JESSICA
I have to get into the
habit of locking that
door.
She walks over and begins to empty a
grocery bag.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I was hoping you would
stop by.
She turns towards him and smiles.
JESSICA
(CONT.)
How was church?
BOBBY
Very refreshing. The
priest had some very
interesting points of
view.
He steps toward the kitchen counter.
BOBBY (CONT.)
The older man right in
front of me seemed to
enjoy it as much as I
did.
Bobby goes through one of the grocery bags.
BOBBY (CONT.)
How was your day? I see
you took care of the
shopping.
He puts some items in the refrigerator.
JESSICA
What a nightmare. I hate
that supermarket.
BOBBY
As much as you hate
banana nut cake?
Bobby
looks up while leaning in the refrigerator.
Jessica
hands him a can of tomato juice.
JESSICA
How did you know that?
She
hands Bobby the last two items, places the bag on the floor.
She
takes two glasses from the dish drain.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Did I mention that back
in school also?
She
pours two lemonades.
Bobby
stands up, closes the refrigerator door and sits
at the kitchen table.
Jessica
hands him a glass, sits across from him.
BOBBY
Thanks.
He
takes a sip.
BOBBY (CONT.)
Devon McGee’s sixteenth
birthday. Do
you remember
her?
JESSICA
You have to forgive me.
I’m bad with names.
BOBBY
That’s where I found out
that you hate banana nut
cake.
He
takes another sip and puts the glass down.
BOBBY (CONT.)
loved it. Still does.
JESSICA
I think I heard the name
before.
BOBBY
You gotta remember some
names. What about that
blonde haired kid that
used to be the
quarterback for the
football team? He used to
lift weights in the gym
basement?
Jessica
cuts him off.
JESSICA
Andy Pennadill!
She
is starry eyed.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I could never forget him.
BOBBY
I rest my case. Andy was
at that party. You didn’t
seem to remember him last
night.
JESSICA
I can’t imagine why not.
Bobby
is appalled.
BOBBY
Because he wasn’t dressed
flashy and was balding.
He had a gut. He lost that
athletic physique.
Bobby
stands up. Looks down at her.
BOBBY (CONT.)
You haven’t changed so
much since the tenth
grade. You have a long
way to go to become that
better person.
He
walks to the sink, puts his glass down and leans against the counter.
FLASHBACK
Young
Jessica and a small group of kids are gathered by
lockers.
Young
Bobby approaches. He looks to young Jessica.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
I remember giving myself
another shot with you. I
asked you to go bowling
and do you know what you
told me?
Young
Bobby speaks to her. She covers her mouth.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
I
should spend more time
shopping for decent
clothes and less time at
the bowling alley.
Young
Bobby is sad. The kids laugh.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
Do you remember what
you’re friend Don asked
me?
One
of the boys in the group calls to young Bobby as he begins to walk off.
JESSICA’S VOICE
What?
Young
Bobby turns around. The boy speaks.
BOBBY’S VOICE
He said, don’t you need
balls to go bowling?
Young
Bobby turns back around. His head sinks.
The
group laughs.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
All of your friends
laughed as I stood there.
It felt like I was
standing there for hours.
All of you walked away as
if I was not human.
All
but one in the group continue to laugh.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
That feeling hung over me
for most of that year.
Being put aside like that
in front of the girl I
wanted more than anything
was the worst part.
Young
Bobby wipes his eye. Walks off with hand in pocket.
BACK TO SCENE
Bobby
walks away from the sink, hand in pocket.
EXT. CONVENIENCE
STORE – NIGHT
Denzbar
walks to his car. He wears a light leather jacket
and black jeans. He puts his hand in his front pant
pocket, a grubby man approaches.
DENZBAR
Please tell me I have a
quarter for this bum.
The man is close enough to touch him. He
has a brown bag in his hand and a lit
cigarette hanging from his lip.
BUM
What’s the matter Bruce?
Don’t want anyone to
think you know me?
His cigarette falls out of his mouth. He
lets out a cough.
BUM (CONT.)
Damn!
Denzbar puts the quarter back in his
pocket.
DENZBAR
I don’t think I do know
you. Can you give me a
hint?
BUM
I may be down on my luck
but I ain’t stupid Bruce.
I know a bunch of you’s
are still lingering
around from that
senseless reunion the
other night. And some
of you’s reunited a
little more than others.
Denzbar looks impatient. He puts his bag in
the opposite hand.
DENZBAR
Sir. May I ask what you
are getting at?
The bum lights another cigarette.
BUM
My wife! The two of you
hitting it off pretty
well, huh?
Denzbar has a look of fear and surprise.
DENZBAR
Al? Is that you?
The one and only!
Al extends his arms out to the sides.
Denzbar takes a step back, his mouth hung
open.
Al puts his arms down and extends his hand
to shake Denzbar’s.
It’s
okay Bruce. You
don’t know the whole
story.
Denzbar is shaken.
DENZBAR
Do you need a ride or
something?
Denzbar opens the driver door.
They both sit inside.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
I’m sorry things didn’t
work out with you and
Patty.
Denzbar fixes his seat belt and rattles his
keys.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
She said Miranda had
something to do with it.
He starts up the car and checks the
mirrors. Soft music plays.
He
backs the car out of its spot.
She had everything to do
with it. It started with
coffee and then things
just got crazy.
Denzbar pulls on to the road.
DENZBAR
Crazy where you start
talking to yourself and
people outside notice?
Denzbar takes his eyes off the road for a
moment.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
That’s what she told me.
Al looks disturbed. He turns down the
radio.
INT. KITCHEN – NIGHT
Bobby
holds Jessica’s hand while they sit at the table.
Her head slowly rises. They laugh.
BOBBY
Don’t feel bad. Tenth
grade wasn’t all misery.
There were a couple of
happy times.
JESSICA
I’m just so sorry for the
times that weren’t so
happy.
BOBBY
You’ll make up for that.
He
lets go of her hand and smiles.
BOBBY (CONT.)
If not for the reunion
and me coming here to
reminisce with you, I
never would have thought
of the good things that I
sorta didn’t pay much
attention to back then.
Jessica
has a comfortable look.
JESSICA
Really?
Bobby
nods.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Like what?
BOBBY
Like Bruce and the burger
Kraffs. We’d sit there
for hours some nights
just watching
the stars,
chewing, talking about
the future or anything
and everything that came
up.
Jessica
nods.
BOBBY (CONT.)
Just some silly things
that make you realize
that you had a friend.
He
puts his head half way down.
BOBBY (CONT.)
Things that make you
think twice about your
decisions.
Jessica
stands up.
JESSICA
Let me get you some more
lemonade.
Bobby
stands.
BOBBY
That’s okay. I have to
get going so you can get
some sleep before work.
Bobby
makes his way toward the door.
He
stops in the hallway, looks at the woman in the background of the picture again.
Jessica
puts the glasses in the sink and follows him.
He
quickly looks away from the picture.
JESSICA
When should I expect you
back?
Bobby
holds the door open.
BOBBY
Tomorrow night, if you
leave this unlocked.
He
lets the door shut behind him.
Jessica
stands and stares at the door for a moment.
She
walks over to the bedroom window. She clears some frost to watch Bobby walk down the street.
INT. CAR – NIGHT
Al
wipes the frost off of the windshield.
Denzbar
and Al sit under a sign, KRAFF’S BURGERS.
Denzbar
pulls a hamburger out of a bag and offers one to
Al.
DENZBAR
Ready for another?
Al
grabs the burger and grunts.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
Look, if it’s that weird
you don’t have to tell me
what freaked you about
Miranda.
Denzbar
holds a hamburger wrapper out of the window.
I’d really rather not go
into the details right
now.
DENZBAR
I won’t see Patty tonight
if you’d rather I didn’t.
Al
chews as pieces of food fall on his lap.
Don’t be silly. Talk to
her. Maybe you can fix it.
DENZBAR
I don’t know about fixing
it. I can try, but I
can’t promise anything.
Denzbar
drops the wrapper out of the window accidentally.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
Dammit!
He
quickly opens the door and steps out before the wrapper can blow away.
Al
watches him, mumbling.
Sleep with my wife you
rat. How was she? You’re
a real great friend.
Denzbar
sits back down and closes the door.
DENZBAR
I hate to litter.
He
tosses the KRAFF’S wrapper into the back seat.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
Were you saying
something?
I’m glad we are friends.
There
is an awkward pause.
DENZBAR
Me too. It’s probably
better if I do the Patty
talk tomorrow though.
Al
continues to chew as he wipes the frost off of the windshield again.
INT. STORE – MORNING
Jessica
cleans off the glass top of her jewelry counter
while speaking with MITZY and
MITZY
He sounds like a keeper.
Besides, it seems like
you owe him something.
JESSICA
And when he saw the
picture of you two in my
apartment, he was pretty
fixated on it.
MITZY
Then he’s definitely a
keeper.
Mitzy
giggles, three fingers over her lips.
You have to come back and
tell us his rendition of
the eleventh grade.
Jessica
steps out from behind her counter and closer to
What are you expecting?
JESSICA
I’m afraid to find out
what harm
I caused there.
JESSICA (CONT.)
Going over all of the
events has sparked my
memory a bit.
The
ladies look intrigued as Jessica smiles.
JESSICA (CONT.)
If Bobby is the same guy
I am thinking of, I think
he might be the one that
did something really big
right before graduation.
I just can’t remember
what that was.
Jessica
leans on
MITZY
Maybe he got a great job
and made lots of money.
She
closes her eyes and makes fists. She smiles.
MITZY (CONT.)
Or went to college and
became a super athlete?
JESSICA
I don’t think so. I
probably would have
remembered that.
Maybe he did something
for you.
She
places a perfume bottle in her case.
Do you recall flowers?
Gifts? A letter?
JESSICA
I did receive some of
those things from time to
time. Maybe he was one of
the one’s who sent them
to me.
She
scratches her head and squints.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I thought it was
something bigger than
that though.
The
phone behind Jessica’s counter rings. Jessica turns
her head.
JESSICA (CONT.)
That’s mine girls. I’ll
be back.
Jessica
runs to her counter.
MITZY
I envy her situation. She
is falling for this Bobby.
She reminds me of when we
were her age.
The
two of them lean on separate counters with there hands under their cheeks holding their heads up gazing toward Jessica.
Jessica
picks up the phone.
JESSICA
Hello?
INTERCUT
Patty
sits behind a desk in an office cubicle.
PATTY
Hi Jes. It’s me. I’m at
work. Can you talk a sec?
JESSICA
Sure.
PATTY
You got me worried the
way our conversation
ended yesterday.
JESSICA
I’m sorry. Just something
odd happened.
She
looks down.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I’ve been talking to
someone lately and I
wasn’t sure if I was
ready to tell you about
it yet.
PATTY
Is everything okay?
JESSICA
Don’t worry, it’s silly.
Maybe we can get together
this week? I’d like to
run something by you.
PATTY
Of course we can get
together. Besides,
Denzbar called me. He
wants the three of us to
meet up for drinks this
week. How does that sound?
JESSICA
That would be perfect. I
could get his input. See
if he can make it
tomorrow night.
PATTY
It’s a date. And maybe I
can run something by you.
JESSICA
Is everything okay?
PATTY
I think so. We’ll talk
tomorrow.
JESSICA
Sounds good.
Jessica
hangs up. She looks over at
JESSICA (CONT.)
They can tell I’m falling
for him.
INT. BASEMENT –
AFTERNOON
A
PAINED MAN close to Mitzy and
The
only light comes through a small window. A half filled glass sits along side a half filled bottle of rum.
The
man sobs as he reaches for the glass.
PAINED MAN
It’s not fair.
He
takes a gulp of the rum. His arm trembles as he places the glass back down on the table.
PAINED MAN (CONT.)
It could be yesterday. It
could be twenty years ago.
He
reaches for the glass again. He knocks the glass
to the floor.
PAINED MAN (CONT.)
Dammit!
He
looks at the bottle, laughs.
PAINED MAN (CONT.)
Ah, what the hell.
He
picks up the bottle and gulps from it as he stumbles
out of his chair.
He
walks over to the small window and looks outside.
A
bench in front of a tree where a bird sits perched whistling above.
A
tear rolls down the mans cheek.
INT. APARTMENT – DAY
Patty sits on a chair, a cup of coffee in
front of her. She wears the same clothes
as she wore at work. She looks upset.
PATTY
I come home for my lunch
hour to hear you defend
him?
Denzbar stands in the doorway facing the
deck. He wears a tee shirt and jeans.
His leather jacket is on the bed. He
turns around.
DENZBAR
The man has a decent
gripe.
He takes a step closer.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
He’s going through some
strange stuff here. I
think you should listen
to him.
Patty pulls at her chin.
PATTY
Then what happens to us?
Where do we put that
night?
Denzbar steps closer and hugs her.
DENZBAR
You can put it where you
want. I’m keeping it in
my heart, where only I
can feel it again when I
need to.
Patty steps back. She looks at his face.
PATTY
That is some pretty corny
stuff. What’d ya think?
It was gonna give us
another night?
Denzbar steps back. He shakes his head,
then laughs.
DENZBAR
Worth a shot.
I’m glad we are friends.
Denzbar’s laugh stops, becomes serious.
DENZBAR
Al really made me feel
something.
PATTY
You’re just as far out
there as he is.
DENZBAR
There is more to this
Miranda thing. Al is a
mess.
PATTY
He’s a mess? That’s a
good reason to give him
another shot.
DENZBAR
Not that kind of a mess.
PATTY
Was he drinking and
smoking and dirty
looking?
DENZBAR
Well, maybe that kind of
a mess. Just a little
though.
He smirks, tilts his head.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
Something is going on
there.
PATTY
I’d appreciate if you
didn’t mention her name
when you’re talking to
me.
DENZBAR
Done.
PATTY
I must be out of my mind.
DENZBAR
We all are.
PATTY
You sleep with me and
then want to help get us
back together?
DENZBAR
It sounds weird when you
say it like that.
PATTY
I am out of my mind.
A
bird chirps from a tree above. Jessica walks taking in the fresh air. The sun sets.
Up ahead, the old timer from church chases
some items that fall from his grocery
bag.
Jessica hurries to help him. She leans down
to pick up a can of tomato juice. She
hands it to him.
He balances his bag while putting the can
back in. His smile lights up his face.
Jessica secures the bag and makes sure the
old timer handles it.
Jessica continues.
They both wave goodbye.
She stops walking, whispers.
JESSICA
Maybe
I’m becoming that
better
person.
She takes a step forward and smiles.
EXT.
PORCH – DAY
Denzbar and Patty end a long tight hug. He walks down the four steps. She smiles when he looks back up at her.
PATTY
I hope you’re right.
DENZBAR
Trust me on this. I’m
sure he’ll make good.
PATTY
We’re on for drinks
tomorrow night.
Denzbar walks backwards toward his car.
DENZBAR
You know it.
He takes two more steps.
DENZBAR (CONT.)
There’s no one I’d rather
spend my last night in
town with.
INT.
APARTMENT – EVENING
Jessica comes out of the bathroom followed
by steam. She wears one towel around
her body and dries her hair with
another.
She passes the living room and looks in.
Bobby sits comfortably on her sofa, the
television on.
BOBBY
Good evening beautiful.
JESSICA
Oh, you scared me.
She
makes sure her towel covers everything while smiling
brightly.
JESSICA (CONT.)
This time I left the door
open on purpose. I was
thinking about you on my
walk home.
Bobby
rests his glass of lemonade on the table.
BOBBY
That’s nice. This is
exactly what I used to
dream about back in the
old days. You coming out
of the shower, me being
on your mind all day, and
us spending the evening
together, just
talking.
JESSICA
That is so sweet.
She
pulls the towel tighter and sits on the arm of the couch.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I wish we began this
relationship ten years
earlier.
BOBBY
Are you tired of
traveling down memory
lane yet?
Bobby
sits up.
JESSICA
Not at all. I was hoping
you could get some more
off your chest. Maybe
your opening up can cure
the old wounds and clear
a path to build something
meaningful between us.
Bobby
picks up the yearbook and plays with her.
BOBBY
Well, open your textbook
to the eleventh grade.
He
puts his hands together and tilts his head back with the year book on his lap.
FLASHBACK
Young Bobby and young Denzbar sit in the
back of a classroom. Other students
scattered. Jessica walks in the room. All
of the boys stare.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
I remember a girl who
really grew up that
summer. What a knock out.
The pretty face, long,
luxurious hair, and a
body that all of a sudden
brought it all together.
You were dazzling.
Young
Jessica sits right next to young Denzbar. The two
speak. Bobby eventually joins in.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
Once again, I played
the fool. I sat in the
back of study hall when
you walked in. That year
we had a sort of mutual
friend, Bruce. He let me
join in your conversation
for a word or two. The
relationship with
was over and you were
discussing what guys
would be suitable for you
and which girls would be
suitable for Bruce. A
couple of others joined
in and it felt so good
just to be a part of the
same conversation
as you.
You probably don’t recall
that either.
Young
Jessica plays with her hair and looks at her nails.
JESSICA’S VOICE
To tell you the truth, I
only remember certain
moments of that year.
Mostly parties, sitting
through the football
games and doing my hair
with some of the girls.
Those little classroom
talks don’t really stick
out.
Young
Bobby stares at Jessica.
BOBBY’S VOICE
Those little classroom
talks were all that I had.
Do you know what you said
when it came time to pair
me up with someone in the
school?
Young
Jessica speaks to young Bobby. His face drops.
BOBBY’S VOICE (CONT.)
You said that me and the
seventy year old, angry
lunch lady would make a
nice couple if I was only
three inches taller.
Young
Bobby hangs his head. Staggers from the room.
BACK TO SCENE
Bobby
hangs his head.
JESSICA
I can only say sorry so
many times. You don’t
know how awful I feel. I
really want to make it
all up to you right now
and forever. I was
immature. I didn’t take
the feelings of others
into consideration. I was
caught up in looks, money
and popularity. I was
hurtful and there is no
excuse.
Her
head falls into her hands, she cries. Bobby looks
back up.
BOBBY
It took a long time to
get over the sadness.
JESSICA
I guess it wasn’t easy.
BOBBY
The most difficult thing
I ever did.
JESSICA
Why couldn’t you have
made me listen back
then?
BOBBY
That would have been
impossible.
JESSICA
I guess you’re right.
BOBBY
I’m over it now. No need
to get upset.
He
holds the yearbook up.
JESSICA
I know you may not believe
me, but I do think you’re
coming back to my memory.
BOBBY
Really?
JESSICA
All I can place is you
doing something big.
She
has a burst of excitement.
JESSICA (CONT.)
I think it was senior
year. I don’t know what
it was though. Can you
help me?
Bobby
stands up. He takes a step toward the door.
BOBBY
No skipping ahead.
Twelfth grade is tomorrow
nights discussion.
Jessica
stands.
JESSICA
I’m looking forward to
that. I know it will make
it all better.
She
has a half smile.
JESSICA (CONT.)
By the way, I am meeting
with a couple of friends
for drinks tomorrow night.
Remember Denzbar?
BOBBY
I remember him well. He
was our mutual friend,
Bruce.
Jessica
looks surprised.
JESSICA
That’s right. And my
friend Patty that you saw
at the party. You know
her.
BOBBY
Sure do.
JESSICA
If you want to join us,
you’re welcome. If you’re
busy, we’ll understand.
BOBBY
I don’t think I can make
it but I’d like you to
give something to Patty
for me if you don’t mind.
He
reaches into his pocket.
JESSICA
That wouldn’t be a
problem.
Bobby
hands her a sealed envelope.
BOBBY
I’d like to see my dad
while I’m back in town.
Jessica
puts the envelope in her purse and smiles.
JESSICA
That is so nice. Where
does he live?
BOBBY
Not too far from here.
He
becomes visibly distraught.
BOBBY (CONT.)
He’s not the same since
mom left him. I want to
lift his spirits if I
can.
JESSICA
Your mom left him? That’s
sad.
BOBBY
She didn’t want to. She
had to.
JESSICA
I’m sorry.
BOBBY
It’s okay.
JESSICA
Maybe
you can meet with
Denzbar, Patty and me
another time.
BOBBY
That would be real nice.
Maybe one day.
He
starts towards the door.
JESSICA
I shouldn’t be home too
late! I hope you wait for
me.
She
waits.
Bobby
stops to look at the picture once again.
JESSICA (CONT.)
If you like it that much,
you should take it with
you.
Bobby
looks back at her.
BOBBY
What’s that?
JESSICA
The picture of my
co-workers.
Bobby
continues to look at the picture.
BOBBY
Don’t be silly.
He
looks at Jessica, then the photo.
BOBBY (CONT.)
Do you know when it was
taken?
Jessica
walks toward him.
JESSICA
Turn it around. I usually
write the date on the
backs of my photo’s.
She
takes the picture off the wall, opens the frame.
JESSICA (CONT.)
January sixth, only five
weeks ago.
Bobby
looks shocked.
BOBBY
Wow.
He
takes the picture and looks closely at the woman in the background once again.
JESSICA
What’s wrong?
BOBBY
Nothing.
He
hands the picture back.
BOBBY (CONT.)
That was a week before
mom left dad. That’s all.
JESSICA
Um, sorry, let me just.
He
cuts her off.
BOBBY
It’s not a big deal.
Enjoy the get together
tomorrow night.
Jessica
looks at him and smiles.
JESSICA
I’m looking forward to
seeing them, but I’m
looking forward to seeing
you afterwards even more.
He
smiles and walks out the door.
Jessica
grabs Bobby’s lemonade glass off the table.
INT. BASEMENT –
NIGHT
Pained Man grabs his glass off the table.
A picture of a woman sits next to the
bottle. Her face is blurred.
He glides his fingers across the picture.
PAINED MAN
It’s not fair. Wasn’t one
enough? What did I do?
Tears roll down his face. He slams his
glass on the table.
Out his small window a street light glows.
See the outcome in the book.
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