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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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