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FADE IN: EXT. TUNIT HOUSE - BACKYARD - EVENING A typical family barbecue. Many tables and chairs are set up. A long buffet-style line of food is set up near the porch. Many people are standing around chatting and eating, while a few are leaving. WALT TUNIT, 17, sits by himself at a table. He's short, very skinny, and clean shaven. He looks completely unenthusiastic about the barbecue as he watches some of the people drive away. JIMMY TUNIT, 45, sits down at Walt's table. He has almost the complete opposite look as Walt. He's tall, overweight, and carries a shaggy beard. JIMMY What's the matter kid, your uncle's party boring you a little? WALT (frowns a little) No. Your party's fine. JIMMY You sure about that? You look a little out of it, kid. WALT (laughs) It's fine. I just-- JIMMY You want to leave. WALT No. I had a good time. JIMMY You just don't want to stay the whole night here. WALT Kind of. I mean, I'm sorry. I don't mean to offend you, but I really don't understand why my parents want to sleep over your house tonight. We can just leave tonight. JIMMY It's a long drive, kid. Might as well wait it out until the morning. WALT Yeah. I just...I don't know if I can hang around here anymore, at least for right now. JIMMY Personally, if you ask me, I don't mind that. I wouldn't want to bum around my uncle's house talking to relatives I don't really like. I doubt your parents hold the same viewpoint as me, though. WALT They'd get pissed at me if they saw me leave. JIMMY Well, if you want, I can tell them that I sent you out on an errand if they ask about you. WALT Thanks, but I don't think I can do that. JIMMY What are you talking about? I'm basically giving you a free pass, a get-out-of-jail free card. WALT I know. I still couldn't do that, though. JIMMY Why? WALT I'd feel so guilty. JIMMY You shouldn't. WALT Are you kidding? I killed an ant this morning by accident and I felt guilty for it. JIMMY (laughs) You might want to see a shrink, kid. WALT Maybe I should. JIMMY You know you don't really have to feel guilty over something like that. WALT Why? JIMMY Jesus, kid. Look around you, there's tons of ants around. You killed one ant, just one. Big deal. You can't change it now. It's in the past, and they're just ants. You don't need to get hung up about it. WALT I know. I'm still thinking about it, though. JIMMY This is the same thing as before. WALT What do you mean? JIMMY You feel guilt, you know why you feel guilt, and even though you know you really don't need to feel it, and that you probably shouldn't, you still do. WALT It doesn't seem to really be bothering me, though. So why change it? Besides, I don't think that kind of attached feeling can just go away that fast for me, even if it is just an ant. JIMMY (laughs) It might not be too healthy, kid. WALT Maybe, I really should see a shrink then. They both laugh. Walt looks away and forces a smile. JIMMY But there's something else bothering you. WALT Oh. It's nothing. JIMMY C'mon. What is it? WALT It's...just my girlfriend. JIMMY Well, where is she? WALT Ex-girlfriend, actually. JIMMY Oh. WALT It hurts getting dumped. JIMMY Well, I know a lot about that. I'm sorry to hear about that, kid. WALT It's okay. JIMMY When did it happen? A couple days ago? WALT About five months ago. JIMMY That's a long time, kid. WALT Yeah, maybe. JIMMY Maybe, you need to talk to some new people. WALT You know, I kind of decided that I really hate most people. It's like I know them, but I just get the feeling they're just out there to hurt me. JIMMY Hurt you? You're exaggerating, kid. These are just your relatives. WALT It's all I seem to know. JIMMY That's why you have to meet new people. WALT Maybe. JIMMY Besides, hate's a strong work. Sometimes, women can make you feel that in yourself. If you ask me, no women that makes you feel like that is worth your time. WALT No, we're getting back together. JIMMY Yeah? WALT Yeah. I'm just waiting for the right time to call and ask for another date. JIMMY When was the last time she called you? WALT She hasn't really since we broke up. Jimmy has a saddened look on his face. JIMMY Oh. WALT She'll call event-- JIMMY (interrupts Walt) Look at that girl over there. He points to a beautiful girl standing with a bunch of her friends. Her name is ANGELA. WALT What about her? JIMMY Well? What about her? She's my daughter's friend. Maybe, you can find out the rest yourself. WALT (shrugs his shoulders) I don't know. (laughs to himself) Look. I've still got some of that ant's blood on my finger. JIMMY Might want to wash that off. WALT (joking) No, I kind of like it. JIMMY Well, if you want to talk to that girl over there, you might want to wash it off. Girls don't like that kind of thing. WALT (laughing) Alright, thanks Uncle Jimmy. Jimmy points to the cloudy skies up above. JIMMY You might want to hurry up, though. That rain is going to come eventually and once it does, you and your family might be the only ones left here at my house. WALT I'm sure it won't rain for awhile. JIMMY I don't know. Sometimes, the Gods make it rain at just the right time and sometimes at just the wrong time. WALT I think that depends on the person. JIMMY (smiles) Very good, kid. Now, go talk to that girl. WALT But-- JIMMY (interrupts Walt) Trust me. Just talk to her. WALT I can't. JIMMY Please? Do it for your uncle Jimmy. C'mon, kid, I don't want to see you bummed around here. Just talk to her. WALT I don't know. I just-- JIMMY (interrupts Walt) Just talk to her. Nothing more. Trust me, it'll be good for you. Look, you won't even move. I'll get her to come over here. WALT That's a little embarrassing, but... JIMMY But what? WALT (gives in) Yeah, sure. Okay, do it. JIMMY Great choice, kid. (yelling) Hey, Angela! Come over here for a second. Jimmy leaves the table and Angela sits down after Jimmy says a few words to her. ANGELA Hi. WALT Hey. ANGELA So...you're Jane's cousin? WALT Yeah. ANGELA And your name's Walt, right? WALT Yeah. ANGELA Mine's Angela. Nice to meet you. WALT Nice to meet you. They shake hands. ANGELA So, you staying here for awhile? WALT Oh, uh yeah. Just for the night. ANGELA Cool. Jane invited me over. I've been to so many of her family's parties and barbecue's that I feel like a veteran. WALT Oh, yeah? How long have you been here today? ANGELA Just a few hours. I kind of go back and forth. I leave the party for a little bit and then I come back. No one seems to mind, I'm practically family to everyone here. They all know me and I know all of them. WALT That's pretty cool. ANGELA You kind of look like you want to get out here. WALT I kind of want to get out of here. This place is driving me nuts. ANGELA Why? WALT All these people that I know, all they do is chat-chat. I really don't feel like I'm fitting in. ANGELA Maybe, you just haven't met the right people yet. She smiles and locks eyes with him. WALT Well, you seem nice. ANGELA So do you. (a beat) So do you wanna' get out of here for a few hours and, you know, talk some place else? He smiles for a second at her. WALT No, I don't think I can. ANGELA Come on, it'll be fun. You said it yourself, you want to get out of here. If it's a problem, than solve it, right? WALT It's very kind of you, but I'm sorry. I just can't. ANGELA Why? WALT I've been sitting here for a long time and I just don't think I can bare to move anywhere else. I'm really comfortable where I am. ANGELA Sounds more like a pretty crappy excuse. WALT (laughs) Maybe. He put his hand on the table that has the blood spot still on one of the fingers. ANGELA Hey, what is that? WALT What's what? ANGELA That red spot. WALT Oh, it's just blood...I killed an ant before. I guess I just never bothered to wash it off. ANGELA Oh. WALT Yeah. ANGELA Well, I'm leaving in a little bit, but just for awhile. I'll be back later. But, like I said, I'm leaving in a little bit and if you decide to change your mind, just catch up with me before I leave, okay? WALT Yeah. ANGELA Great. She gets up from the table. ANGELA (CONT'D) Oh, and Walt. If you do decide to come with me, I'd really prefer that you wash your hands. Girls don't like that kind of thing. WALT (smiles) Okay. ANGELA Bye bye. WALT Bye. She walks away. Walt thinks to himself for a brief moment. He's pondering something and he smiles slightly. Jimmy comes back and sits down at the table. JIMMY So? How'd it go? WALT (a little unenthusiastic) She's nice. JIMMY But? WALT I don't really know her. JIMMY Kid, that's why you have to talk to her. You can get to know her. WALT But she wants me to leave the party. JIMMY So do you. WALT But it's different. JIMMY Why? WALT I'm just...comfortable where I am. JIMMY Okay. Well, like I said earlier, if you want to leave, I'll just tell your parents you went on an errand for me. WALT I don't know. JIMMY You won't get in trouble, I promise. WALT I still don't know. JIMMY C'mon. It'll be fun for you. WALT (laughs) I'm not much of a risk taker. JIMMY Kid, trust me on this. You didn't want to talk to her either, and that wasn't so bad, was it? WALT No, it wasn't too bad. JIMMY So, c'mon, just go for a little bit. I don't mind. I've got plenty to worry about around here as it is. So, go with her. WALT Yeah, maybe. JIMMY Just give it a chance. I've met her before. She's real nice, kid. WALT Yeah, she's nice. It's just-- JIMMY She's not a looker to you? WALT (laughs) No, she is. JIMMY What's so funny? WALT That word. JIMMY What word? "Looker"? WALT Yeah. JIMMY What's wrong with that word? WALT It's just a bit old-fashioned, no? JIMMY Well, I guess I never stopped saying it since I started as a kid. WALT I don't mean to make fun of you, it's just a little funny. JIMMY I think I'd look more foolish trying to talk your generation's slang. WALT (laughs) Okay, but maybe you should hold back on some of those archaic terms you use. Some things really need to be let go. JIMMY See, you're already in a better mood. WALT Yeah, a little bit. JIMMY If it takes a step by a step, then that's just the way it has to be. Walt sees Angela walk out of the barbecue by herself. She's heading for her car. WALT Can you do me a favor? JIMMY Yeah? WALT Can you get me some water? JIMMY Sure think, kid. He reaches into the cooler next to the table, pulls out a water bottle, and gives it to Walt. WALT Thanks. Walt opens the bottle and pours water all over his hands. He washes the blood spot off his hand. JIMMY Freshening up for the big date? WALT (laughs) Sort of. We're just going to talk. JIMMY It's one step at a time, Walt. WALT Yeah, I know. The dark clouds open up to sunshine. JIMMY I guess it's your lucky day. WALT Maybe, it is. Now, where are my parents? They scope the backyard for them. JIMMY Oh, I see them. They're over at the pool. WALT They not really looking over here. JIMMY Not at all. They seem perfectly distracted. WALT That's just the way I'd put it. JIMMY (motioning to Angela) Go to her before it's too late. WALT Thanks, Uncle Jimmy. JIMMY Anytime, Walt. Walt gets up and walks to the driveway in the front of the house. EXT. TUNIT HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - CONTINUOUS Angela is rearranging some things in the trunk of her car. WALT Hey. ANGELA So, what made you change your mind? WALT You. ANGELA Me? WALT Among other things. ANGELA Why? WALT I guess I just didn't want to stay in the same spot any longer. ANGELA Good. Well, I'm glad you decided to come along. WALT (smiles) Me too. ANGELA Hop in. Angela gets in the driver's seat. Walt gets in the passenger's seat. WALT (V.O.) Where are we off to? ANGELA (V.O.) I don't know. Anywhere I guess. Do you have a favorite place you want to go to, like a fast food place or something? The car backs out of the driveway. WALT (V.O.) You know what, I think I'd like to just drive around. ANGELA (V.O.) Like a little adventure of our own, huh? WALT (V.O.) Yeah. Let's find something new. ANGELA (V.O.) I like that. WALT (V.O.) Me too. The car heads down the road. ANGELA (V.O.) Oh, by the way, Walt, thank you. WALT (V.O.) For what? ANGELA (V.O.) (laughs) For washing that silly blood off your hands! WALT (V.O.) Oh, no problem. It didn't really fit with my style now, anyway. They both laugh as they drive away into the sunset. FADE OUT.
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