Tuesday, December 4, 2007

To Look for, To Visit, To Give Change

1. EXT. DOORWAY #1 - DAY

The door opens. A gawky teenager, wearing a convenience store vest, smiles perfunctorily.

TEEN
Hey, does a guy wearing a green blazer
live here? No? Sorry.

2. EXT. DOORWAY #2 - DAY

A doorbell rings, the door opens. TEEN stands fiddling with the edge of her vest.

TEEN
Does a guy live here with you? About this tall
with dark hair? Kinda oldish? Sorry.

3. EXT. DOORWAY #3 - DAY

Hesitant knocking, and the door opens on the TEEN looking down the hallway. She quickly jerks her head around to face forward.

TEEN
Did someone who lives here just get back from
the store? See I work there and... Oh. OK. Sorry.

4. EXT. DOORWAY #4 - DAY

More forceful knocking, and the door opens on the TEEN, hunching forward looking annoyed and tired.

TEEN
You're not him. Do you know some middle-aged dude
who lives in this building, maybe? 'Cause he left a
lot of... I work down at the corner store.

TEEN smiles a little.

TEEN
Oh yeah. I've seen you at school. Hey your dad didn't
just get back from the store or anything? OK. Yeah,
it's not a big deal or anything. God, I feel like I've been
doing this all day. Me? Around 8. I'm just meeting
some people later... yeah around the corner. Cool.
I'll guess I'll see you there.

TEEN smiles again.

5. EXT. DOORWAY #5 - DAY

A broken doorbell chimes and the door opens. The TEEN is slumped against the door jam. She quickly straightens up.

TEEN
Ma'am you don't happen to have a... um...son
living with you? Or your husband, about
6 feet tall? Maybe a boyfriend?... Sorry, sorry.

6. INT. CONVENIENCE STORE - DAY

The TEEN walks right up to the cashier's counter.

TEEN
I knocked on practically every door in that
building. I totally tried. What else was I
supposed to do? Barge in and check under
their beds or something?

The TEEN pulls out a pile of twenties and a few coins and deposits them on the counter.

TEEN
God, count it if you don't trust me. All he
got was a lighter. Yeah, he was in a rush.
Obviously. Fine. Do I still get to leave by 8?
Yeah. Yes. OK.

Wailing sirens rise as the TEEN shuffles off to the back room.


12/10/07 KAG

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