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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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