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                          THE LUNCHROOM                                
                               
                           Episode Two
                         "Suicide Watch"

                                
                           Written by
                          Bruce Snyder
                                                                
                               
                           Created by
                          Bruce Snyder                                
                                
                                                               
                                
                       EXECUTIVE PRODUCER
                          Bruce Snyder
                                
                       EXECUTIVE PRODUCER
                          Vincent Biga
                                
                          STORY EDITOR
                        Melinda Waterman

                       CONSULTING PRODUCER
                          Edward Drogos
                                
                       CONSULTING PRODUCER
                           Max Majernik
                                

                                

                                 
                                 CAST LIST

		Will Cooper.................................
		Joel Mayberry...............................
		Brian Vandele...............................
		Brock Warner................................
		Reicther....................................
		Casey Jennings..............................
		Chris Hughes................................
		Stacy Cifaretto.............................
		Ellen Conner................................
		Cathy Phenis................................
		Mr. John Parker.............................

 
                              GUEST CAST LIST


		Debbie Vandele.............................. 
		Ms. Diane Ballard...........................
		Megan Heywood...............................
		George The Hobo.............................
		Hobie The Hobo..............................
		Steve The Hobo..............................
 		Alan The Hobo...............................
		Lois Warner.................................
		Bryce Warner................................ 
		Dr. Sollett.................................
		Trent.......................................  
		Old Man..................................... 
		College Girl................................                                                            
		Young Man................................... 
		Young Woman.................................                                                            







     Copyright  Bruce Snyder 

     TEASER

     (BEGIN SONG: Jimi Hendrix's "All Along the Watchtower.")

     FADE IN:

     Title Card: "Friday Night"

     EXT. SHAKE SHOP - NIGHT TIME

     WILL COOPER, JOEL MAYBERRY, BROCK WARNER, CASEY JENNINGS 
     (still with the eye bandage), CHRIS HUGHES, and REICTHER 
     exit the building. They circle around Will who begins to 
     talk. After a few seconds, they disband and all head in 
     different directions.

                                                         CUT TO:

     INT. STORE - LATER

     Casey and Reicther are in one of aisle of the store, 
     filling a shopping cart with DUCT TAPE. Down the aisle 
     there is a young COUPLE watching. Reicther takes notice.

                                REICTHER
                    School project.

                                COUPLE
                             (together)
                    Oh!

     They walk on. Reicther and Casey continue to fill the 
     cart.

                                                         CUT TO:

     INT. BROCK'S HOUSE - BROCK'S ROOM - LATER

     Brock and Joel are putting something into a red BACKPACK 
     that sits in the middle of the room.

     CLOSE UP ON JOEL PICKING UP SOME CDs.

     CLOSE UP ON BROCK PICKING UP SOME STING.

     CLOSE UP ON JOEL PICKING UP A WALKIE TALKIE.

     CLOSE UP ON BROCK PICKING UP A STAR WARS ACTION FIGURE.

     Brock begins to examine the toy, while Joel watches.

                                JOEL
                    What's that for?

                                BROCK
                    Good luck.

     Brock drops it into the bag.

                                                         CUT TO:

     EXT. VANDELE HOUSE - LATER

     It seems to be nice and peaceful. Near the mailbox we 
     see a bush. Suddenly Will and Chris pop up.

                                WILL
                    What do you see?

                                CHRIS 
                    Just Brian sitting in the family 
                    room.

                                WILL
                    Well, we're not too late.

     Joel, Brock, Reicther, and Casey appear behind them.

                                JOEL
                    We're here.

                                WILL
                    Okay, good. You guys get the stuff.

                                REICTHER
                    Everything and them some.

                                WILL
                    All right...it seems that we're 
                    ready. Remember don't ever let him 
                    out of sight or out of mind. Any 
                    time when he's alone he could try 
                    to kill himself. So keep that in 
                    mind.

     Some nod in agreement. Casey and Brock seem a bit 
     worried and upset. Chris and Joel seem confused by all 
     of this. Reicther seemed phased at all. Will notices 
     this and sighs.

                                WILL
                    Let's do this.

     Will heads to the door while the other's follow.

     (SONG FADES AWAY.)

								FADE TO:

     OPENING CREDIT SEQUENCE:

     Marvin Gaye's "Ain't That Peculiar" plays over the 
     credits.

     AFTER CREDITS:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

     Brian is sitting in the armchair, watching an episode of 
     "Futurama" on TV. He stares at it, very bored like. 
     Suddenly the doorbell rings. Brian gets up.

                                BRIAN
                    Coming!

     Brian walks over and opens the door to reveal just Will 
     standing there.

                                BRIAN
                    Oh, hey Will.

                                WILL
                    Hi Brian. Mind if I come in?

                                BRIAN
                    Uh, no. Not at all.

     Brian turns and begin to walk away. Will signals behind 
     him.

                                BRIAN
                    I was actually -

     Suddenly Reicther, Casey, and Chris come running through 
     the doorway and tackle Brian to the ground. Brock and 
     Joel come up and stand by Will.

                                WILL
                    Make sure to get his feet.

									TIME FADE:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - FAMILY ROOM - TEN MINUTES LATER

     Brian is sitting on the couch with Chris and Brock 
     sitting next to him on the sides. Will and Joel are 
     standing right in front of him. Over at the armchair 
     sits Casey. Reicther is standing over him doing 
     something.

     Reicther takes a step back to reveal that there is now 
     another bandage over Casey's other eye.

                                CASEY
                    Out of all the good eyes in the 
                    room, he has to kick mine.

                                BRIAN
                    What the hell is this all about!?

                                WILL
                    Brian, it's come to our attention 
                    that you have tried to kill 
                    yourself.

                                BRIAN
                    What?

                                CASEY
                               (loud)
                    TRIED TO KILL YOURSELF!

     Pause.

                                CASEY
                    What? I thought he couldn't hear.

     Brian looks a bit surprised.

                                BRIAN
                    Kill myself? What makes you think 
                    I'd try to kill myself?

                                WILL
                    C'mon, Brian. Brock walked in on 
                    you about to stab yourself in the 
                    stomach earlier today.

     Brian realizes that they're on to him.

                                BRIAN
                    That's funny of you to think Brock. 
                    Because I told you I was cutting
                    myself a brownie.

                                BROCK
                    I'm not some fool, Brian.

     Beat.

                                WILL
                    Did you try to kill yourself.

                                BRIAN
                    I don't have to talk.

                                REICTHER
                    Nothing says guilty like refusal to 
                    talk.

     After that Brian stays silent for a second.

                                BRIAN
                    Even so, it doesn't matter. I just 
                    took some sleeping pills a little 
                    bit ago.

     Reicther begins to giggle.

                                BRIAN
                    What?

                                REICTHER
                    You'll never believe this! You 
                    didn't actually take sleeping pills!

                                BRIAN
                    I didn't?

                                BROCK
                    Yeah...you actually took some of my 
                    step sister's birth control and 
                    some grounded up Flintstone's 
                    vitamins.

                                BRIAN
                    I thought that was Bam Bam.

                                WILL
                    Anyway, we've all banded together 
                    to form a suicide watch. We're 
                    going to keep a close eye on you 
                    for next two days to make you don't 
                    pull that crap again.

                                BRIAN
                    A suicide watch?

                                WILL
                    We're going to take turns. First up, 
                    for tonight. Brock, Chris, and Joel 
                    are going to be staying here. Me 
                    and Reicther are going to take Ray 
                    Charles back home and let him rest.

     Will joins Reicther at the armchair and the take slowly 
     lift him up. Joel looks at Chris for a minute.

                                JOEL
                    Does it say Stephen King on your 
                    forehead?

                                CHRIS
                    Uh...no.

     Will and Reicther drag Casey to door.

                                WILL
                    See you guys tomorrow.

     They leave. The three remain stand around, awkwardly.

                                JOEL
                    I'd hate to do this to your Brian 
                    but...we've got to duct tape you.

                                BRIAN
                    Duct tape me?

                                JOEL
                    Yeah to the couch. Will told me to.

                                BRIAN
                    Why do you have to that for?

                                BROCK
                    It's to keep you from getting up 
                    and...you know...the whole 'killing 
                    yourself' thing.

     Brian sighs.

                                BRIAN
                    Fine. Do it.

     Brock walks over to the backpack (now on the ground) and 
     reaches in. He pulls out a roll of tape.

								FADE TO:

     EXT. WILBUR WRIGHT COLLEGE - CHICAGO - SAME NIGHT

     Establishing shot. It's your average small, college. 
     Lots of benches around, with students sitting talking or 
     reading. There are some STUDENTS and TEACHERS walking 
     around. We PAN over a little bit to the RIGHT to see a 
     small DORMITORY and we begin to move in closer on it.

     INT. DORMITORY - STACY'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

     The place appears to be bare. Nothing on the walls, 
     nothing on the desk. Simply a bed, a desk, and a desk 
     chair. Standing near the bed is DEBBIE VANDELE, mother 
     of Brian and Stacy. She is an her late forties, with 
     grayish red hair. She is wearing sweat pants and an old 
     John Mellencamp shirt.

     She is going through a BOX which sits on the bed.

                                DEBBIE
                    Huh, I wonder where I...
                             (trails off)

     She looks around.

                                DEBBIE
                    Stacy? Stacy?

     She goes to the door and pokes her head out.

     INT. DORMITORY HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

     Debbie pokes her head out of the room and looks around. 
     She sees STACY CIFARETTO down the hallway, talking to a 
     young black girl named MEGAN HEYWOOD. Debbie gasps at 
     the sight of this and ducks her head back in.

                                MEGAN
                    So where do you come from?

                                STACY
                    A little town in Indiana called 
                    Centerville. Home of the world's 
                    best antiques.

     Both let out a small laugh.

                                MEGAN
                    What's a city goat like you doing 
                    in a city like Chicago?

                                STACY
                    City goat?

                                MEGAN
                    It's what city people like to call 
                    you small town people.

                                STACY
                    Well, I've come up here to 
                    basically major in Art but...

                                MEGAN
                    But what?

                                STACY
                    But really, I've just needed to get 
                    away from where I lived. Just too 
                    many problems back there waiting 
                    for me.

                                MEGAN 
                    So you've come for an education and 
                    a fresh start, huh?

                                STACY
                    It's a tall order, but I know 
                    Chicago can do it.

     Debbie slowly sticks her head out to the point where we 
     can only see her eyes.

                                MEGAN
                    Well don't worry. We're pretty 
                    friendly around here.

     Megan puts her hand on Stacy's shoulder.

                                DEBBIE
                            (to herself)
                    Oh God, not again.

                                MEGAN
                    If you need any help at all getting 
                    settled in or anything at all just 
                    ask me or any of the girls in this 
                    hall. They'll be happy to help.

                                STACY
                    Thank you.

     Stacy puts her hand on Megan's.

                                DEBBIE
                    SON OF A BITCH!

     Megan and Stacy look down the hallway, which is empty.

                                STACY
                    Funny, that sounded like my mom.

     Stacy shrugs it off.

								CUT TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - FAMILY ROOM - LATER

     Brian sits on the couch, but now he is he is very 
     tightly strapped in with a great deal of DUCT TAPE. 
     Chris sits in armchair, while Brock sits on the edge of 
     the couch. The TV is on, playing an episode of "Captain 
     Planet."

                                CHRIS
                    A super hero who only wants to 
                    clear the world? 
                              (scoffs)
                    And you Americans think us Brits are 
                    nuts.

                                BRIAN
                            (whispering)
                    Psst! Brock.

                                BROCK
                    What?

                                BRIAN
                    Brock you've got to help me get out 
                    of this 
                          (searches for word)
                    ...duct tape prison.

                                BROCK
                    I'm sorry, but I can't help you.

                                BRIAN
                    Come on.

                                BROCK
                    No.

                                BRIAN
                    I'll be your best friend.

                                BROCK
                    Nope.

                                BRIAN
                    What I told you I was made of Candy?

                                BROCK
                    You not getting out of this Brian! 
                    This is for you only good.

     Silence.

                                BRIAN
                              (scoffs)
                    Fine, no candy for you.

								CUT TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - KITCHEN - SAME

     Joel is standing by the counter, making a sandwich. 
     Suddenly the near by phone begins to ring.

                                JOEL
                    Don't worry, I've got it.

     Joel puts down the sandwich and reaches to grab the 
     phone.

                                JOEL
                    Hello?

                                VOICE (O.S.)
                    Hello, is Joel there?

                                JOEL
                    This is him.

                                VOICE (O.S.)
                    Oh thank, God. I don't have to do 
                    that deep man voice.

                                JOEL
                    Cathy?!

     (We now intercut between Joel and Cathy. Cathy is in her 
     room, sitting on the edge of bed next to the nightstand.)

                                CATHY
                    Yeah, it's me.

                                JOEL
                    Um...uh-Whatcha doin'...calling me?

                                CATHY
                    Well, I called your house and your 
                    mom told me your were over at Brian 
                    Vandele's house.

                                CHRIS (O.S.)
                    Joel, who is it?

     Joel puts the phone up against his chest so Cathy can't 
     hear.

                                JOEL
                    Um...it's just...uh...Reicther! 
                    Giving me an update on Casey.

     Joel puts the phone back up to his ear.

                                JOEL
                          (fake happiness)
                    That was very nice of my mother to 
                    give you that number.

                                CATHY
                    I was calling to see if you wanted 
                    to do something with me.

                                JOEL
                    Um...this isn't really the best of 
                    times -

                                CATHY
                    I was thinking that we could go the 
                    Park out on main street. It's 
                    always deserted at night.

                                JOEL
                    Cathy, I'm not sure I can do that.

                                CATHY
                    Why not?

     Joel seems to be stumped. Should he tell her?

                                JOEL
                    Fine, I'll meet you at the park in 
                    two hours after my shift.

                                CATHY
                    Shift?

                                JOEL
                    No, you misheard me I said
                         (struggles 
                           for word)
                    ...shit!

                                CATHY
                    Oh, God. That's a bit of too much 
                    information.

     Just then, Chris walks in.

                                JOEL
                    Well, see you then!

     He quickly hangs up on him.

                                JOEL
                    Oh, Will and his...problems.

                                CHRIS
                    But I thought you were talking to 
                    Reicther?

                                JOEL
 			     (fast; nervous)
                    Oh, sorry I meant to say Reicther. 
                    I don't know why I would 
                    accidentally say, Will. Because 
                    that's just crazy saying the wrong 
                    name of the person you were just 
                    talking to too, but I was just 
                    talking to Reicther, I promise.

     Chris gives him a strange look before slowly 
     stepping out of the room.

								CUT TO:

     EXT. RICHMOND CIVIC THEATRE - LATER

     An old GREEN STATION WAGON turns the corner and comes up 
     to parking lot.

                                PARKER (O.S.)
                    I'm telling you it's like a plant.

      Ballard laughs off-screen.

                                BALLARD (O.S.)
                    How's that?

                                PARKER (O.S.)
                    You love it at first...then it 
                    starts to kill everything around by 
                    shadowing it...and this is its way 
                    of saying "Ha, I hate you"...but you 
                    still give it water and sunlight...

     The Station Wagon parks, and MR. JOHN PARKER and MS. 
     DIANE BALLARD step out of the car. 

                                PARKER
                    But it grows still and bother you. 
                    Then you hate despise but it still 
                    grows...because it is still being 
                    watered by you even though you try 
                    not to...then if you just stop and 
                    completely let it go live on its 
                    own it will die...from the water 
                    that is doesn't get anymore.

     Ballard seems stunned by his deepness.

                                BALLARD
                    Wow, that was deep John.

                                PARKER
                    I know. I should write a book just 
                    filled with that stuff.

                                BALLARD
                    The "Inner Most Thoughts of John 
                    Parker?" I don't think you could 
                    even get your mother to read that 
                    book.

     They walk toward the theatre. When they reach it, we 
     notice the fact there is an OLD MAN standing by the 
     door, locking up.

                                BALLARD
                    Excuse me, sir. We're here to pick 
                    up the costumes.

                                OLD MAN
                    The costumes?

                                BALLARD
                    Yeah. We're from Centerville. We're 
                    here to pick up the costumes for 
                    "My Fair Lady."

                                OLD MAN
                    Uh-oh.

                                PARKER
                    Wait, "uh-oh?" "Uh-oh" is not good. 
                    Nothing good comes from someone who 
                    says "uh-oh."

                                OLD MAN
                    Well, we unfortunately don't have 
                    those costumes anymore.

                                BALLARD
                               (shocked)
                    WHAT!?

                                PARKER
                    Why?

                                OLD MAN
                    Well, see here. We're only a 
                    community theatre. We don't get a 
                    lot of money. So the Richmond 
                    school wanted the costumes too but 
                    they were able to give us a couple 
                    hundred bucks. They're right over 
                    there at that diner if you want to 
                    haggle with them.

     There's a brief pause before the Old Man leaves. Ballard 
     looks upset and distraught. 

                                PARKER
                    Now, Diane. I seem to be at a 
                    crossroads here. I'm not sure if I 
                    should be angry at you or to rub 
                    this mistake in your face. 

                                BALLARD
                    Just shut up, John!

     EXT. LEVINSON'S DINER - MOMENT'S LATER

     It's a small, quaint little diner in the style of old 
     fifties type places. Outside there is a big RICHMOND BUS 
     parked across the street.

     Across from the bus, and in front of the diner Ballard's 
     old green station wagon pulls up and parks.

     INT. STATION WAGON - CONTINUOUS

     Ballard is driving, and Parker is sitting in the 
     passenger seat.

                                BALLARD
                    I can't believe it. All that's 
                    stopping us from putting on a good 
                    show is a damn school bus.

                                PARKER
                    Hey, don' let this get you down. We 
                    can still talk with them.

                                BALLARD
                    Come on, John. You really think 
                    that we can talk those guys out 
                    taking the costumes?

                                PARKER
                    You're right. Well, looks like 
                    we're going to have to steal it.

                                BALLARD
                    What?! Steal it?

                                PARKER
                    Yeah, you said it yourself that we 
                    can't talk them out of it.

                                BALLARD 
                    Well, I didn't mean we had to steal 
                    it from them.

                                PARKER
                    Well, do you have any other ideas 
                    on how to get it from them?

     Ballard is speechless. She knows he's right. Parker 
     looks out the window.

                                PARKER
                    And I know just the fellows to do 
                    it for us.

								CUT TO:

     EXT. STREET CORNER - MINUTES LATER

     Parker and Ballard stand in front of a pack of hobos 
     that include GEORGE, HOBIE, ALAN, STEVE, and NICK. Each 
     are dressed in wore out clothing.

                                PARKER
                    How would you guys like to make 
                    fifty bucks?

     Excited, the hobos all look at each other.

                                GEORGE
                    I'm not sure.

                                PARKER
                    I'll toss in a sandwich.

                                HOBIE
                    What kind?

                                PARKER
                    Tuna on wheat -

                                GEORGE
                             (instantly) 
                    We're in. What do we need to do?

                                PARKER
                    Spread your cheeks, lift your sack, 
                    and just pretend it's a popsicle.

     They look at him, he laughs.

                                PARKER
                    I'm just joshing ya'. Actually I'm 
                    going to have you guys steal 
                    something for me.

     The hobos all begin to "Oh."

                                STEVE
                    That's not so bad.

                                ALAN
                           (overlapping)
                    That's much better.

								CUT TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOUSE - LATE THAT NIGHT

     Brian is still on the couch, only now he is sleeping. 
     Chris is in the armchair, and Brock is sitting on the 
     floor with his back up against the couch. Both are 
     barely awake and watching Brian.

                                CHRIS
                    Hey, Brock?

                                BROCK
                    Yeah.

                                CHRIS
                    Ever wonder?

                                BROCK 
                    I wonder lots of things.

                                CHRIS
                    Ever wonder why...Brian might have 
                    done it?

     Pause.

                                BROCK
                    Constantly.

                                CHRIS
                    Any suggestions?

                                BROCK
                    Depressed, I guess.

                                CHRIS
                    Over what?

                                BROCK
                    Beats me.

     Chris sighs.

                                BROCK
                    I think that's what's bugging us 
                    the most. The why. We feel as if we 
                    need closure. We have the when and 
                    the how but the why...it's a 
                    mystery.

                                CHRIS
                    Of course. Everyone needs a bit of 
                    closure. It'd be liking going to 
                    see a horror film and never finding 
                    out who the killer is.

							TIME FADE:

     Same place. Chris and Brock are now sleeping. Brian 
     awakes. After noticing the two are a sleeping he begins 
     to do something behind his back. Suddenly Brian springs 
     up, free from the ropes. He laughs.

     CLOSE UP ON RIGHT HAND:

     It holds a small pocket knife.

     He puts the pocket knife away and slowly steps toward 
     the kitchen. We PAN over to Brock, whose eyes slowly 
     begin to open.

     INT. BRIAN'S HOUSE - KITCHEN - SECONDS LATER

     It's pitch black. All we can hear is the rattling of 
     some cups and bottles. The lights turn on to reveal 
     Brock standing at the doorway. At the sink, stands 
     Brian. He is holding a bottle of pills and is pouring 
     them into his mouth.  

                                BROCK
                    What are you doing?

                                BRIAN
                    Ha ha!

     Brian throws the now empty bottle off side.

                                BROCK
                    Oh God!

     A sleepy Chris enters.

                                CHRIS
                    What's going on?

                                BROCK
                    Brian just swallowed a whole bottle 
                    of those pills.

     Brock indicates the bottle. Chris walks over and picks 
     it up.

                                BRIAN
                    I finally succeeded!

                                CHRIS
                    Well maybe in giving yourself that 
                    everlasting erection, because this 
                    is a bottle of Viagra.

     Brian lowers his head in shame.

                                BRIAN
                    Take me back to the couch.


							FADE TO BLACK.

     Title Card: "Saturday Afternoon."

     FADE IN:

     INT. AUDITORIUM -  BACKSTAGE - DAY

     There are a couple of KIDS around doing some various 
     things. A couple of them are moving props and some are 
     looking over the script. Near one of the walls, Will 
     sits on a prop bench staring at the floor. Suddenly, 
     ELLEN CONNER walk by and notices Will she walks over and 
     sits down beside him.

                                ELLEN
                    You seem deep in thought.

                                WILL
                    Yeah, I'm trying to figure 
                    something out.

                                ELLEN
                    Here, I'll save you some time. The 
                    fork ran away with the spoon.

     She smiles.

                                WILL
                    No, it's not that. Although that 
                    was bothering me.

                                ELLEN
                    What were you thinking about?

                                WILL
                    ...suicide.

                                ELLEN
                    Wait, your not one of those moody 
                    depressed guys are you?

                                WILL
                    I wish. At least they have life 
                    goals.

     She chuckles.

                                WILL
                    Nah, it's just that my friend has 
                    been thinking about it lately. It 
                    kind of baffles me. I've known him 
                    since I was four and he's never 
                    really seemed depressed.

                                ELLEN
                    Well, looks can be deceiving. Did 
                    you know I'm part Jewish?

     Will laughs and shakes his head, in disbelief. 
     Ellen seems to be a bit offended by this.

                                ELLEN
                    What?

                                WILL
                    You don't look Jewish.

                                ELLEN
                    You don't look like an asshole who 
                    laughs at other people's religious 
                    beliefs but looks can be deceiving.

                                WILL
                    I'm sorry. I kid.

                                ELLEN
                    Well...who does your friend live 
                    with?

                                WILL
                    His mother and sister.

                                ELLEN
                    Does he have a lot of friends?

                                WILL
                    Not really.

                                ELLEN
                    Has he ever had a girlfriend?

                                WILL
                    Never.

     Ellen gives him a look.

                                ELLEN
                    There. I've give you a starting 
                    points now just draw some 
                    conclusions.

     Will nods. She gets up and leaves.

                                WILL
                    I wonder how the watch is going.

								CUT TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - BRIAN'S ROOM - SAME

     Chris and Reicther enter the room from the hall.

                                CHRIS
                    It's somewhere around here.

     While Chris searches the room, Reicther notices a NOOSE 
     above Brian's bed. Reicther seems to be interested.

                                REICTHER
                    Oh, what's this.

                                CHRIS
                    Hey, stay away from that!

                                REICTHER
                    So this is Brian's suicide 
                    contraption.

                                CHRIS
                    It's a noose.

                                REICTHER
                    Well, here in a America it's called 
                    rope.

     Chris sighs. Reicther gets on the bed. He Stands at the 
     very edge of the bed, studying the noose. Reicther looks 
     over and sees Chris has gone back to looking about the 
     room. Reicther puts it around his neck (but he keeps it 
     very loose. Chris finally looks over and gets wide eyed.

                                CHRIS
                    For the love of God! What the hell 
                    are you doing!

                                REICTHER
                    Man, Brian's got a fat neck.

                                CHRIS
                    Get off of that!

                                REICTHER
                    Don't worry, I've kept it loo -

     Reicther trips and falls. The noose quickly TIGHTENS 
     around his neck, beginning to choke him. He grabs onto 
     the rope and tries to loosen it.

                                CHRIS
                    JESUS!!!

                                REICTHER
			      (out of breath)
                    G-Get...Get me...down!!!

                                CHRIS
                    I'll find something to cut you 
                    down.

     Chris frantically looks around for something.

                                REICTHER
                            (out of breath)
                    Time's a factor!

     Chris picks up a pair of scissors. He jumps on the bed 
     and is about to cut but he notices something.

                                CHRIS
                    Ew, blood!

     He drops them. He begins to look for something else.

                                CHRIS
                    Just one minute.

     He notices something and grabs it. It's a large KNIFE. 
     He jumps onto the bed and slashes the rope. Reicther 
     falls to the ground. He begins to take deep breaths.

                                REICTHER
                    That thing almost killed me!

                                CHRIS
                    Well, I think that's the point.

								CUT TO:

     INT. COLLEGE DORM - STACY'S ROOM - SAME

     The room has been fixed up a bit. There are a few 
     posters on the wall. There's a computer on the desk. 
     Some new sheets on the bed, which Debbie is now sitting 
     on. She has a worried look on her face.

     Stacy stands in the middle of the room, looking around 
     and admiring the place.

                                STACY
                    We really fixed this place up good, 
                    didn't we mom?

                                DEBBIE
                    Stacy...we need to talk.

     Stacy sits down beside her.

                                STACY
                    Sure. What about?

                                DEBBIE
                    Stacy...darling...daughter of mine.
                                (beat)
                    I saw it.

                                STACY
                              (confused)
                    Saw it? You mean your saw the movie 
                    "It?"

                                DEBBIE
                    No...I'm referring to the night of 
                    your open house.

     Stacy remains confused for another second before 
     realizing something.
                                STACY
                    You mean Uncle Kevin's "Guess Your 
                    Weight" game? Because I had no idea 
                    he was doing that to the women.

                                DEBBIE
                             (frustrated)
                    No...I saw a certain somebody kiss 
                    someone.
                                (beat)
                    Stacy, I know now that your "tastes" 
                    swing more of...tacos rather then 
                    hotdogs.

                                STACY
                    What?

                                DEBBIE
                    I know you've given up "catching" 
                    and your now "pitching." 

                                STACY
                    Uh?

                                DEBBIE
                    I know that you like to...well, as 
                    you kids put it "lick carpet."

                                STACY
                    What are you trying to say?

                                DEBBIE
                    Damn it! Do I have to spell it for 
                    your? YOU ARE GAY!

                                STACY
                    What makes you think that?

                                DEBBIE
                    Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you 
                    were making out with Marilyn in the 
                    backyard.

                                STACY
                    Oh...crap.

     Stacy puts her head down in her hands.

                                DEBBIE
                    Now, honey. I want you to know no 
                    matter how much this will cost me 
                    in therapy sessions, I still love 
                    you.

                                STACY
                    I'm not really gay, really. I'm 
                    more of a...bisexual.

     Debbie begins to laugh.

                                STACY
                    What's so funny?

                                DEBBIE
                    Honey, there's no such thing as a 
                    bisexual. Bisexuals are just 
                    liberal wishy washies who can't 
                    choose a side.

     Pause.

                                STACY
                    So, your basically telling me I 
                    need to pick a side?

                                DEBBIE
                    Well...it couldn't hurt could it?

     Stacy takes a deep breath, and begins to think.

								CUT TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOUSE - FAMILY ROOM - LATER

     Brian still remains duct taped the couch. Brock is 
     sitting in the armchair.

                                BRIAN
                    Say, Brock

                                BROCK
                    Yeah.

                                BRIAN
                    I've got to use the bathroom. Could 
                    you just untie me for a few 
                    minutes?

     Brock thinks deep about this.

                                BROCK
                    Oh...all right. But just for a 
                    minute.

     Brock unties him. Brian stretches a bit.

                                BRIAN
                    Thanks, I really need to stretch my 
                    - DONKEY PUNCH!

     Brian hits Brock in the chest. Brock quickly falls to 
     the ground, gasping for air. Brian begins to run down 
     his hallway. He only gets half way down the hallway 
     before one of the door flings open and Reicther just 
     JUMPS OUT onto to Brian. He is able to knock Brian down 
     to the ground.

     He sits down on Brian's chest to make sure he won't 
     move.

                                REICTHER
                    HA! The hunter just took the hunted!

                                BRIAN
                    Get off of me!

     Brock staggers into frame, holding his chest. Still 
     breathing deep.

                                BROCK
                           (under breath)
                    Bastard.

                                BRIAN
                    Oh, God. Why won't you let me die!

                                BROCK
                    Because we're your friends.

                                BRIAN
                    Your assholes!

                                BROCK
                    Same thing!

     Brock turns around and begins to leave but turns 
     back to Reicther.

                                BROCK
                    Bring him back into the family room. 
                             (to Brian) 
                    From now on, your pissing in a can.

     Brock begins to walk away.

                                BROCK
			      (under breath)
                    I don't know how much longer we can 
                    do this.

     (BEGIN SONG: The Drifter's "Save the Last Dance for Me.")

								FADE TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT

     TITLE CARD: "Saturday Night"

     Brian is duct taped to the couch. Casey (his good eye is 
     uncovered now) and Will are on sitting on the floor, 
     playing a game of risk. Brian isn't paying much 
     attention. Will and Casey begin to yell at each other, 
     before Will takes the board and flings

								FADE TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT

     TITLE CARD: "Saturday Late Night"

     Brian is duct taped to the couch. Sitting in a folding 
     chair in front of him is Reicther, who is pointing a BB 
     gun at him. Brian seems to a be a bit uneasy. Suddenly 
     Joel walks through the front door. He sees what Reicther 
     is doing and goes over to take the gun away from him. 
     Reicther seems to be disappointed.

								FADE TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - FAMILY ROOM - MORNING

     TITLE CARD: "Sunday Morning"

     On the floor, Chris and Will sit and are eating some 
     pancakes. Brian, still confined to the couch, looks very 
     hungry. He licks his lips. Will and Chris don't even 
     seem to notice that he's hungry. Brian rolls his eyes.

								FADE TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - FAMILY ROOM - AFTERNOON

     TITLE CARD: "Sunday Afternoon"

     Chris is just leaving. While Brian remains on the couch, 
     Brock sits in the arm chair playing with a pocket knife. 
     Suddenly the phone rings. Brock answers. After a few 
     seconds of talking a look of pure shock comes across his 
     face.

                                BROCK
                    The septic tank blew up?!

     Brock let's out a loud groan.

                                BROCK
                    I'll be over in a second.

     Brock sits the phone and pocket knife down on the couch.

                                BROCK
                    I've got to go. Problems at home.

     Brock leaves the house.

     (SONG ENDS)

     Brian looks over and notices the fact that the pocket 
     knife is just in his reach. A small smile comes across 
     his face.

								FADE TO:

     TITLE CARD: "Sunday Evening."             

     EXT. STREET - DAY

     Will and Joel are walking toward the house. From far 
     away we see Reicther and Casey turn the corner.

                                WILL
                    Whoa! Wait a damn minute!

                                JOEL
                    What?

     Will starts to run toward Reicther and Casey, Joel 
     follows.

                                WILL
                            (to Casey)
                    Who's watching Brian?

                                CASEY
                    I thought Brock was.

                                JOEL
                    No, he had to leave. His septic 
                    tank blew up. His mom needed him at 
                    home.

                                REICTHER
                    What about Chris?

                                CASEY
                    No, he and to leave earlier.

     After a second realization sinks in with them that they 
     left him alone.

                                WILL
                    For the love of Christ! Don't tell 
                    me that we left are highly suicidal 
                    friend by himself!

     Pause. No one wants to admit it.

                                CASEY
                    Uh...Will, I know you said not to 
                    tell you if we did it...but I got 
                    some bad news.

     Will takes off running toward the house and the others 
     quickly follow. 

								CUT TO:

     INT. VANDELE HOME - FAMILY ROOM - CONTINUOUS

     The four of them come bursting through the door. Each 
     take a quick glance around.

                                WILL
			     (calling out)
                    Oh Brian!

                                REICTHER
                    You still alive?

     Will hits him, they head toward the kitchen.

     INT. VANDELE HOME - KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

     Brian is sitting at the kitchen table. In his hand is 
     small BLACK HAND GUN. Will, Joel, Reicther, and Casey 
     come into the room and ALL stop the moment they see 
     Brian. They seem almost frozen at the doorway.

                                CASEY
                    Hey, Brian.

     Awkward pause.

                                WILL
                    Whatcha' doin'?

                                BRIAN
                    I'm finally going to do it. I'm 
                    going to kill myself.

                                WILL
                    What?

                                CASEY
				  (loud)
                    KILL HIMSE -

     Joel quickly covers Casey's mouth.

                                JOEL
                    Only speak when spoken to.

                                BRIAN
                    I think I can do it this time. All 
                    I have to do is point it at my head 
                    and pull the trigger.

                                REICTHER
                    Actually you should squeeze the 
                    trigger, not pull it.

     Joel covers Reicther's mouth.

                                JOEL
                    You can't talk anymore either.

                                WILL
                    Brian, man...you don't have to do 
                    this. There are other ways we can 
                    fix whatever problems you have.

     Pause. Brian thinks.

                                BRIAN
                    Nah...I like this way better. Just 
                    do me a favor.

                                WILL
                    If I can, sure.

                                BRIAN
                    Give me a minute alone.

                                WILL
                    Sorry, Brian. Can't do that.

                                BRIAN
                    Really? Funny, I was almost certain 
                    you could.

     Reicther removes Joel's hand from his mouth.

                                REICTHER
                    You shouldn't worry, Will. He's not 
                    going to do it.

     Everyone, including Brian, give Reicther a look.

                                JOEL
                    Man with gun...DANGEROUS!

                                REICTHER
                    He's only dangerous if he had the 
                    guts to shoot it. 

                                BRIAN
                    What are you trying to say Reicther?

                                REICTHER
                    Well, you've failed at this suicide 
                    thing so many times before. What's 
                    going to make this time any 
                    different?

     Will, Joel, and Casey seem absolutely stunned at what 
     Reicther is saying. Brian on the other hand seems a bit 
     upset and offended.

                                BRIAN
                    I'm going to do.

                                REICTHER
                    Stop kidding yourself!

                                BRIAN
                    I'm going to blow my brains out!

                                REICTHER
                    Go ahead we're all waiting!

                                BRIAN
                    Just watch me!

                                REICTHER
                    Watch what? You sitting there. 
                    Talking big but doing nothing?

     Brian picks up the gun. Will, Joel, and Casey seem a bit 
     anxious but Reicther doesn't seemed phased.
 
                                BRIAN
                    I can do this.

                                REICTHER
                    Maybe.

     Brian lifts the gun to his head. He and Reicther begin 
     to stare each other down. Brian's hand is shaking a bit. 
     Reicther stands his ground and is completely motionless. 
     A bead of sweat rolls down Brian's face. Brian closes 
     his eyes and takes a deep breath. Will, Joel, and Brian 
     seem to on the edge. After a few seconds...

                                BRIAN
                    Fuck!

     Brian opens his and eyes and throws the gun to the 
     floor. Relieved, Will, Joel, and Casey begin to take 
     deep breaths. Reicther smiles in victory. Brian lowers 
     his head a bit in shame.

                                JOEL
                    Reicther...you crazy son of a bitch!

                                WILL
                    What the hell possessed you do that?

                                REICTHER
                    Elementary, my dear Will.

     Reicther walks over to the gun and picks it up.

                                REICTHER
                    When your father is a crazy gun nut 
                    like mine, you learn a thing or two. 
                    Like the fact this isn't a real gun.

     Reicther squeezes the trigger and tiny little BUBBLES 
     come out. Will looks over and notices the sad Brian. He 
     walks over to him.

                                WILL
                    I think you've got a problem.

     Brian lifts his head up a bit. He forces a smile.

                                BRIAN
                    Yeah, I think I do.

     A bubble floats over and pops in Casey's one good eye.

                               CASEY
                    Damn it! What the hell? Does God 
                    want me to be blind?

                                                           FADE TO:

     (MUSIC MONTAGE: "I'm a Loser" by The Beatles)

     TITLE CARD: "Over the Next Few Days..."

     EXT. GAS STATION - NIGHT

     The place is empty with the exception of Debbie is at 
     one of the filling her green ford up with gas. We begin 
     to PAN To the RIGHT until we see Stacy standing by a pay 
     phone, talking.

                                STACY
                    Hey, Marilyn. Just calling from a 
                    gas station.
                                (pause)
                    I was wondering if you wanted to do 
                    something tomorrow when I get back 
                    into town.

								CUT TO:

     EXT. WARNER HOUSE - NIGHT

     Brock stands with his mother, LOIS WARNER and little 
     brother BRYCE in the front yard. They watch as men 
     wearing all kinds of protective gear including bright 
     yellow jump suits. Their house is blocked off with some 
     orange police tape saying "Warning Unsafe House."

     One of the men in jump suits, TRENT, walks up to Lois.

                                TRENT
                    I'm sorry miss, but the whole 
                    system is ruined. We're going to 
                    have spend the next couple of weeks 
                    fixing. Until you'll have to find 
                    somewhere else to stay.

     Trent leaves. Brock sighs.

								CUT TO:

     INT. DR. SOLLETT'S OFFICE - WAITING ROOM - DAY

     Casey and Brian are sitting in some of the chairs.

                                BRIAN
                    I'm not so sure about this.

                                CASEY
                    You said you wanted help.

     DR. SOLLLETT walks out of her office. She in her late 
     thirties, with short black hair.

                                SOLLETT
                    Hello, Brian. If would just step 
                    into my office we can begin.

     Brian takes a deep breath before walking in.

								FADE TO:

     INT. AUDITORIUM - DAY

     Most the cast are standing around the stage, talking and 
     waiting. Suddenly the doors of the place burst open and 
     Ballard and Parker step in.

                                BALLARD
                    Everybody we have our costumes!

     Then, one by one, The hobos from before come in with 
     shopping carts filled to the brim with costumes. The 
     cast begins to cheer.

     Also as each Hobo goes by, Parker hands them a sandwich 
     and a fifty dollar bill.

							       CUT TO:

     EXT. SHAKE SHOP - SUNSET.

     Will walks out with a milkshake in his hand. He begins 
     to walk away before something catches his eye. He 
     notices a sign on one of the windows of the shake shop 
     which reads: "Depression isn't Obvious, Suicide Is."

     Will scoffs.

                                WILL    
                    No shit.

     He begins to walk away.

                                                        FADE OUT.

     (Song continues over credits)
                           
                            END OF EPISODE

                    
                    



                                


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