9: A Screenplay

A long, long time ago, I co-wrote a screenplay with Mr. Patrick Paul. That screenplay never made it past paper and it was never published anywhere. This is that screenplay.

The story was his idea. A majority of its execution was mine. And speaking of the execution, this screenplay is filled to the brim with adult content. Adult language, adult situations, adult themes. All of that. But it's not all just fun and more fun. There's a moral at the end, too.

So consider the above disclaimer fair warning. If you're sensitive to R-rated material, skip this one. There's more family-friendly stuff below. If you don't mind a little sexin', though, read on.

(Oh, and one final note: this is a screenplay, so it's written in the appropriate format. That means lots of crazy indenting, weird margins, INT-EXT notation, and stuff like that. It's a spec screenplay, though, so there's also plenty of narration in there.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

9

 

by

 

Jason E Perkins

and

Patrick Paul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

FADE IN:

 

INT. SUV – MORNING

 

Our story begins inside a plush, brand new SUV--the kind yuppies use to drop off those young honor roll students companies write bumper stickers about. Fitting, since a pretty but unassuming high school sophomore named TIFFANY sits anxiously in the front passenger seat while her MOTHER, a well-kept woman of her forties, drives. Almost unnoticeable, TIFFANY's younger sister stares out the side window from her seat in the back.

 

TIFFANY

Can you pick it up today?

 

MOTHER

(eyes on the road)

I've got so much to do, sweetheart. You've been waiting for months. Another weekend won't hurt.

 

TIFFANY

I know, Mom, but I can't wait to see it. You sure you can't swing by this afternoon? It'll only take a few minutes.

 

MOTHER

I've got so much to do today. I need to pick up groceries and your sister's meds, then go all the way to the Grove and—

 

TIFFANY'S MOTHER shifts the sedan into park with a sigh. She finally looks into her daughter's sad eyes.

 

MOTHER

I remember my first prom. I couldn't wait to see my dress either. I'm sure your dad won't mind taking care of the groceries on his way home from the office.

 

TIFFANY

(overjoyed)

Really?

 

MOTHER

Well, you had such a great report card. You deserve a little extra, honey.

 

TIFFANY reaches over and hugs her mom tightly.

 

TIFFANY

I can't wait to see it.

 

TIFFANY gets out of the sedan and shuts the door.

 

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL – MORNING

 

A high school student quickly staples a COMPUTER PRINTOUT of a hi-res picture to a TREE and fleas the scene. The young man pictured is laid out on his back, legs spread, pants and boxers pulled down to one ankle. He is brazenly shooting a "thumbs up" to the camera. A girl, shirtless but wearing a bra, lies across him, with her head over his lap, dead center. Though her hair is blocking our view of her lower face, it's easy to assume she's giving him oral sex.

 

Three boys gather around the printout. By now, copies of the picture are posted everywhere: walls, doors, and trees. Several copies are adorned by onlookers.

 

INT. HIGH SCHOOL MAIN LOBBY – MORNING

 

TIFFANY enters the high school hall like a butterfly, happy to be one day closer to prom. Suddenly she stops, looks around, and becomes very uncomfortable. Everyone is snickering, hooting, and hollering at her. Finally, shocked, she runs to one of the pictures on the wall and snatches it.

 

Disgusted, she turns and realizes the pictures are everywhere: walls, doors, and in the hands of her peers. She hesitates, and then, in one motion, throws her book bag over her face and sprints away toward the girls' restroom.

 

A FEMALE

(O.S.)

You remember to breathe?

 

The crowd erupts in laughter as TIFFANY runs into the restroom.

    

INT. RESTROOM - MORNING

 

TIFFANY runs into a STALL and locks the STALL DOOR behind her. She kneels in front of the TOILET and vomits loudly. As TIFFANY gasps for air, two girls enter the restroom. GIRL ONE approaches the closed STALL DOOR while GIRL TWO heads straight to a RESTROOM MIRROR to appraise her own reflection.

 

GIRL ONE

You all right in there?

 

No response.

 

GIRL TWO

(applying makeup)

Maybe she killed herself.

 

GIRL ONE

(peering under the stall door)

What's your name?

 

TIFFANY

Tiffany. Tiffany Lowell.

 

GIRL ONE

Listen, Tiffany, you're not the first girl shit like this happened to. Next year it'll be another little sophomore and some other jerk-off senior, and they won't even remember your name. It happens every year. It's like a fucking tradition.

 

GIRL TWO

Sean's an asshole. Great fuck, though.

 

GIRL ONE shoots GIRL TWO a contemptuous look.

 

GIRL TWO

Whatever. Can we just get the fuck outta here? I'm gonna be late!

 

GIRL ONE and GIRL TWO start to leave.

 

GIRL ONE

You saw I was just trying to help the girl.

 

GIRL TWO

You shoulda told her to get off her fuckin' knees. That's how she got in this shit in the first place.

 

The restroom door slams shut. There is no more panting or vomiting, only an eerie silence.

 

TITLE OVER:

 

"Four Years Later"

 

The screen comes back to life with the OPENING CREDIT SEQUENCE: As credits roll, a narrated video shows campus life, complete with clean campus grounds and cheery students. The well-spoken narrator welcomes new students to the college and wishes them an enjoyable and educational four year term. The video runs out.

 

EXT. COLLEGE GROUNDS – MORNING

 

The camera follows two young females as they walk down a campus sidewalk. The focus, however, is on the swaying hips and rear of one of the girls. This girl, ANNIE, a young college girl in a very short skirt, carries a single text book down the campus sidewalk. SHELLY, another college girl, walks with her, but her dressed much more conservative and she carries more books.

 

SHELLY

I just think you're too loose with these guys!

 

ANNIE

Maybe you're just too uptight.

 

SHELLY

Yeah, well, I'm in a relationship. You should try it some time.

 

ANNIE

Shelly, the only guys on this campus who can spell commitment are the boys nobody wants.

    

SHELLY

And if you stopped running around with all these boys, you could find a real MAN like mine.

 

ANNIE

You mean TROY? Girl, he's good looking AND he plays basketball.

 

SHELLY

What's that supposed to mean?

 

ANNIE

Nothin. I'd just be careful if I was you. That's all.

 

SHELLY

You know something I don't?

 

They both stop. They've reached her destination.

 

ANNIE

Yeah, I do: men. You found a good one, Shell, but nobody's perfect.

 

ANNIE opens the door to the campus clinic and walks inside.

 

INT. FINANCIAL AID OFFICE – MORNING

 

We continue to follow SHELLY as she walks past a long line of several frustrated young students that almost stretches to the door. There are several students crammed into the main room. Some of the students are sitting on the floor but most are standing. The few that were smart enough to arrive early are squeezed for sitting space on couches.

 

We see SHELLY knock on the glass window of one of the tellers. TROY SIMPSON, who has been working with the student at the head of his line, looks up at her and buzzes her in. We follow SHELLY through the door.

 

SHELLY

(angrily)

I need to talk to you.

 

TROY

I got a line. The financial aid checks are late and--

 

SHELLY

(more angrily)

I need to talk to you NOW.

 

With one last angry glare at Troy, Shelly walks toward the back room. Troy looks up at the clock, then at her. Finally, he looks at the student.

 

TROY

Sorry about this. I'll be right back.                        

 

JIMMY JONES

Hey! That's fucked up, man!

 

TROY gets up and follows SHELLY into the back. When he gets into the room, she has her back to him. With worry, he locks the door behind him.

 

TROY

What'd I do?

 

SHELLY turns to him with a smile. She jumps on TROY and kisses him full on the lips.

 

TROY

Hold on, hold on! I thought you were pissed of at me.

 

SHELLY

I heard you were havin' a rough day. I came to cheer you up.

 

SHELLY lets go of her boyfriend and begins to unbutton his shirt, but TROY stops her.

 

TROY

(softly pushing her away)

You okay? This isn't like you.

 

SHELLY places one finger over his lips and TROY stops. She pulls him toward her.

 

SHELLY

I was just thinkin' that maybe we've BOTH been a little. . .uptight lately.

 

TROY

Both, huh?

 

SHELLY looks at him and smiles.

 

SHELLY

Well, you're always uptight.

 

TROY

(stopping her)

I'm on the clock.

 

SHELLY

Come on, Troy! We never have fun anymore. Remember when we used to come back here for lunch.

            

TROY

(less determined)

Shell--

 

SHELLY

SEAN brings girls back here all the time.

 

TROY

Yeah? Well, he's lucky. Mom and dad pay don't pay for my classes OR my books.

 

She kisses him again but the phone starts to ring. Without breaking their kiss, TROY reaches for the phone. Before his hand can make it, though, SHELLY breaks their kiss.

 

SHELLY

Don't answer that.

 

The phone stops and they resume kissing. After a moment, someone tries the door from the other side and finds it locked.

 

VOICE

TROY, line one's for you.

 

Now it's TROY'S turn to stop the kiss. He picks up the phone but SHELLY snatches it from his hand.

 

SHELLY

Financial Aid Office. Troy is busy right now.

 

INT. SEAN'S ROOM - DAY

 

SEAN is laying comfortably on his bed in his dimly lit bedroom wearing a plush robe.

 

SEAN

Put your man on the phone. Why you in my office anyway?

 

SHELLY

(smiling at TROY)

Oh, hello Sean. I'm just here visiting the sexiest man in the whole world.

 

SEAN

I took the day off. But I'm already in bed, so, you know, you can just stop on by.

 

SHELLY

You're funny.

 

TROY

What'd he just say about me?

 

SHELLY

Still haven't found yourself a girl who can stand your ass?

 

SEAN

Girls love my ass, but I haven't found one worth my time. You know, someone beautiful, intelligent, and sexy like you.

 

SHELLY

Always the charmer.

 

SEAN

Well, you ever get tired of what you got, you know where I live.

 

SHELLY

I never tire, SEAN. TROY shoulda told you that by now.

 

SEAN

You want me, don't you?

 

SHELLY hands Troy the phone, kisses him, and heads out the door.

 

TROY

Sorry 'bout this, SHELLY. Love you.

 

SHELLY walks back to TROY, a small amount of concern showing on her face.

 

SHELLY

Oh yeah? You really love me?

 

TROY

Yeah.

 

SHELLY

Deeply?

 

TROY

Very.

 

SHELLY

And nobody else?

 

Now there is a bit of concern on his face.

 

TROY

Nobody. You know that.

 

SHELLY smiles again.

 

SHELLY

Eleven o'clock lunch, TROY. Maybe you can show me how deep that love can go.

 

SHELLY walks out the door, and TROY, still looking concerned, puts the phone to his ear.

 

TROY

What was all that gigglin' about?

 

SEAN

You gonna hit that?

 

TROY

Sean.

 

SEAN

It's been a few weeks, man.

 

TROY

I don't know, bru. She's acting different. She was all over me.

 

SEAN

What's wrong with you, kid? Look, I'll bring my camera over, set it up—

 

TROY

I don't do that, Sean.

 

SEAN

You know I could hook you up. A tape or two and you could be callin' in sick too.

 

TROY

You should be here. The checks didn't come in. The line's at the door.

 

SEAN

Sorry to disappoint you, son, but I'm interviewing a new recruit today.

 

TROY

Another swim team girl?

 

SEAN

Cheerleader.

 

TROY

Number five?

 

SEAN

Seven. Try to keep up. Nice one, too. I might charge double.

 

TROY

What the hell do these women see in you?

 

SEAN

I give 'em what they need and that's all there is to it. And they all need it sooner or later. You'll learn that one day.

 

There's a knock at the door.

 

SEAN

Looks like my pussy's here a little early. Good luck with them checks.

 

SEAN hangs up and gets out of BED. He opens the FRONT DOOR and finds RACHEL is standing there in her CHEERLEADING OUTFIT. She has a bottle of medicine in her hand.

 

SEAN

(looking at his watch)

You're late.

 

RACHEL

What you mean late? You said ten o'clock.

 

SEAN

Whatever. You can make it up to me.

 

Sean steps aside as Rachel walks in. He takes a look at her rear then shuts the door.

 

RACHEL

I was up all night with Derek. I'm so tired. You gonna give me another before I go?

 

SEAN

Nope.

 

RACHEL

Whatever. I come to bring you the medicine you was cryin' about, and that's the thanks I get? Well, I gotta get to practice.

 

SEAN

So this is a fuck and run?

 

RACHEL

I already told you we never gonna fuck, SEAN.

 

SEAN

Oh yeah. I forgot, you scared o' dick.

 

RACHEL

Trust me, I ain't never been scared, but I got a real man with a real dick. A man with a job.

 

SEAN

Oh, so you a virgin.

 

SEAN walks up to her.

 

SEAN

I bet you still wear them grandma panties.

 

Sean grips her ass, but Rachel pulls his hand away.

 

RACHEL

Boy, what'd I just tell you? And didn't you say you was sick?

 

SEAN

I am. Check my head. I'm burning up.

 

She puts her hand on his forehead.

 

SEAN

Not that head.

 

RACHEL

Damn, SEAN! You don't play around, do you?

 

SEAN steps in even closer.

 

SEAN

I don't play when it comes to business, girl.

 

He kisses her passionately and she kisses back. He removes her panties and looks at them.

 

SEAN

Damn. Guess I woulda lost.

 

They both smile at that.

 

SEAN hits the bed with RACHEL on top. Her eyes close as they continue kissing, but his eyes remain open. One hand reaches to unsnap her bra, while the other reaches over to the nightstand and pulls open the top drawer. He quickly pulls out a small remote and points it at a small camera in the corner.

 

SCREEN FILLED WITH STATIC.

 

Suddenly, the scene resumes from the camera's POV. PAN OUT and we see that we're backing away from a television.

 

Legs walk in front of the television. They're SEAN's. He's fully dressed now, and smiling brightly. A large crowd of college males is huddled around the set, entranced by the images on the screen.

 

JIMMY JONES

(loud)

I told you she was a D-Cup. Look at them titties! God Damn!

 

Still smiling, Sean stops at the back corner of the room, next to TROY who doesn't seem amused. SEAN whispers something to TROY, but TROY nods. Suddenly, we hear MOANS from the television. This is followed by SHOUTS and HOLLERS from the crowd. SEAN appears so happy that he can barely contain himself.

 

GUY FROM CROWD

I knew she was a freak. I need me a mother fuckin' cheerleader.

 

SEAN clicks a TV REMOTE and stops the show, causing the crowd to explode with boo's. He begins to walk back to the front of the room.

 

SEAN stops next to the television. The television shows a paused image of RACHEL on top of SEAN. SEAN takes a moment to speak.

 

SEAN

You didn't expect to see the whole thing, did you?

 

Pleading noises.

 

SEAN (cont'd)

Now ya'll know the way shit go around here. This was a preview, but if you wanna copy ita cost ya. And it's gonna be twenty dollars this time.

 

JIMMY JONES

Twenty dollars? What the fuck happened to ten?

 

SEAN

Don't even bother cuz I know every single one of you motha fuckas got twenty dollars. This one's a cheerleader, and trust me, she's worth every penny.

 

JIMMY JONES

I'm sayin', though. My financial aid check ain't in yet, so I'm a little weak in the pockets this month. How about a IOU?

 

SEAN

(scoffs)

You mean to tell me you ain't got twenty dollars? (To crowd) Anyone here wanna spot Jimmy Boy?

 

Silence.

 

SEAN

Can't do it, kid.

 

JIMMY JONES looks angrily around the room then back at SEAN.

 

JIMMY JONES

That's fucked up, man!

 

A couple of the guys come up to SEAN with the money in their hands. As they buy the VHS one by one. As the COLLECTION JAR reaches half full, Sean looks over at TROY, who just nods disapprovingly.

 

SEAN

(with a smile)

The things I do for my fans.

 

INT FINANCIAL AID OFFICE – AFTERNOON

 

TROY AND SEAN are sitting in their seats at the front desk of a now very empty financial aid office. TROY is typing on the computer while SEAN reclines in his chair, the proverbial slacker.

 

TROY

(typing)

I don't think so.

 

SEAN

I'm tellin' ya, we could make a fortune.

 

TROY

I've got a girl, SEAN.

 

SEAN

Who you haven't fucked in weeks. There are way too many freaks out there to be puttin' up with that shit, kid. Look at that one, walking ova here, fine as fuck. I'm sayin', if you don't fuck this one, I will.

 

TROY

I'm gonna ask SHELLY to marry me.

 

SEAN

(laughing)

You're funny.

 

TROY

I'm serious. I've been working all these extra hours so I could afford the down payment on the ring.

 

SEAN stops laughing.

 

The girl, SAMANTHA, walks up to the counter and up to TROY'S DESK.

 

SAMANTHA

Excuse me.

 

SEAN

No.

 

SAMANTHA

(to SEAN)

What?

 

SEAN

Well, give me your number and I'll think about it.

 

SAMANTHA

Excuse me?

 

SEAN

(to TROY)

You serious?

 

TROY

(to SAMANTHA)

How can I help you?

 

SAMANTHA

I'm looking for—

 

SEAN

You really gonna ask her to marry you.

 

TROY

(angrily)

Yeah, SEAN, I am. I'm buying the ring this weekend.

 

Beat

 

SEAN

Damn.

 

SAMANTHA

(angry)

Excuse me, did a girl named ANNIE walk in here?

 

TROY

(turning back to SAMANTHA)

No one's been—

 

SEAN

Yeah, she did.

 

TROY

She did?

 

SEAN

Yeah, she did. You was in the back.

 

TROY

But I didn't—

 

SAMANTHA

I don't believe you. Where'd she go?

 

SEAN

I thought we went over this... Give me your number and I'll think about helpin' you.

 

SEAN slides open his drawer.

 

SAMANTHA

How 'bout I don't and we say I didn't?

 

SEAN

How long it took you to come up with that one?

 

SEAN offers SAMANTHA a pen and pad, but she doesn't take it.

 

SAMANTHA

You get girls like this?

        

SEAN

Women, but I'm making an exception.

 

SAMANTHA

So this is what you do: sit back here and hit on unsuspecting women?

        

SEAN

Well. . . Yeah, I do other things but you look kinda young.

 

SAMANTHA

How old are you?

        

SEAN

How much you weigh?

 

SAMANTHA looks angry, but ANNIE walks in.

 

ANNIE

Hey, girl, sorry I'm late.

 

SAMANTHA

It's all right. Gave me a chance to turn this fool down. You got that thing you promised me?

 

ANNIE

(patting her purse)

Right here. (To TROY) Hey, Troy.

 

TROY

Hey, Annie.

        

SAMANTHA

(To ANNIE)

Let's go.

 

SAMANTHA starts to leave.

 

ANNIE

Hey, TROY, SHELLY'S at the cafeteria. You should go and talk to her.

 

Now ANNIE starts to leave, but SAMANTHA turns back.

 

SAMANTHA

Bye, SEAN.

 

SEAN is already on the phone. Instead of looking at SAMANTHA, he points at the pad on his desk.

 

SAMANTHA and ANNIE walk out.

 

TROY and SEAN are alone in the office again. After some contemplation, TROY finally speaks.

 

TROY

Hey, I'm gonna go to the cafeteria for a bit. You think you can cover me?

 

SEAN

Nope.

 

TROY gets up and walks out. As he exits the office door, TROY holds it open for a girl to walk in.

 

TROY

Help her out, SEAN.

 

Still on the phone, SEAN waves him off. The girl walks up to SEAN'S desk.

 

GIRL

I need some help.

 

SEAN takes one look at the girl and hangs up the phone with a smile and no words.

 

TROY

Well, it never hurts to help.

 

INTERNAL SEAN'S LIVING ROOM.

 

The guys are watching a tape of the same girl, lying naked under SEAN as he grinds into her.

 

SEAN stands next to TROY in the same back corner as before.

 

SEAN

Fuckin' rich, man.

 

A MOAN is heard on the television and the crowd goes wild. Without taking his eyes off TROY, SEAN points the remote at the television and presses a button. The crowd BOO'S.

 

SEAN

Fuckin' rich.

 

INT. BOOKSTORE. MORNING

 

SEAN is in an aisle skimming through a book.

        

SAMANTHA

Coloring books are in that aisle, hun.

            

SEAN

Stalk much?

 

SAMANTHA

Don't flatter yourself.

 

SEAN

First you come to my job acting like you're looking for ANNIE, now you in the bookstore pretending like you know how to read. Come on now.

        

SAMANTHA

Fuck you, SEAN.

 

SEAN

Not here. You can come over to my place around seven for dinner, but I ain't promising shit.

 

SAMANTHA

Who wants to--?

 

SEAN

(walking away)

Don't act like you don't know where I live either.

 

INT. SEAN's APARTMENT – BEDROOM - NIGHT

 

The doorbell rings and SEAN comes out of the kitchen wearing a t-shirt and jeans. He opens the door and, moves to the side, and lets SAMANTHA in.

 

INT. SEAN'S BEDROOM – NIGHT

 

They lock in a passionate kiss.

 

SEAN and SAMANTHA stripping off each other's clothes and fall on the bed, where they continue kissing.

 

SEAN'S hand presses the button on his remote. When he does, the scene stops and rewinds, and in seconds, we're

 

INT. CAMPUS CAFETERIA – LATE MORNING

 

SHELLY AND ANNIE are seated across each other at a table. SHELLY is dressed less traditionally, now in tight jeans and a halter top.

 

ANNIE

And nothing happened?

 

SHELLY

Nothing. TROY was too worried about work. He's always worried about work and money. Sometimes I wish he was a little more like the other guys around here?

 

ANNIE

Trust me, you don't want that.

 

SHELLY

At least his friend Sean knows how to have fun.

 

ANNIE

Sean ain't nothin' but trouble, Shell.

 

SHELLY

I know that, I'm just sayin'—

 

ANNIE

I'm serious, Annie.

 

SHELLY

I thought you liked boys like him.

 

ANNIE

Well, all the good ones are taken.

 

SHELLY

I just wish Troy didn't have to work so much.

 

ANNIE

You sure it's just work?

 

Before SHELLY can protest.

 

ANNIE

I'm not sayin' he's definitely doin' something. I'm just sayin' that you let 'em go for too long, they start lookin', that's all.

 

SHELLY

I don't think so.

 

ANNIE

(giving up)

Well, just in case you ever even think he's up to somethin', you know I work in the clinic. I just got my hands on this list--

 

SHELLY

I don't need anything to tell me what my boyfriend's doin'.

 

ANNIE

That's not what I meant. Don't worry about it. I'm just saying you need to watch out. Anyway, I promised a friend I'd meet up at FINANCIAL AID. Is Troy there?

 

SHELLY

(angrily)

I'm sure he is.

 

ANNIE

Wanna go?

 

SHELLY

No thanks. I don't feel like seeing him right now.

 

ANNIE tries to make eye contact, but SHELLY is off in her own thoughts. ANNIE gets up, gathers her stuff, and walks out.

 

INT SEAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

 

The camera is on SEAN is in the kitchen cooking. The doorbell rings and he goes to answer. It's SHELLY in a flat belly-revealing top.

 

SHELLY

Is TROY here?

 

TROY

Nope.

 

SHELLY

But you're here.

 

SEAN turns back and looks around the apartment. He turns back to SHELLY.

 

SEAN

You know I live here, right?

            

SHELLY

It's just—it's Friday and I ain't heard from TROY. We were supposed to go out. He isn't answering his phone either. I thought maybe he might be here . . . with you. I kinda figured you'd be out on a date or somethin', but I wanted to be sure.

 

SHELLY stands outside, looking around uneasily. She's obviously cold in her new outfit.

 

SEAN

You wanna come in?

 

SEAN moves to the side, and after some hesitation, SHELLY walks in. They both walk back into the kitchen.

            

SAMANTHA

Smells good, what is it?

 

SEAN

My bad, Shelly, this is a Stove. Stove this is Shelly. She ain't never been in a kitchen before.

 

SHELLY laughs. SEAN is cutting some of the ingredients. SHELLY grabs a knife and starts helping. As they speak they maneuver around each other, becoming more comfortable in their limited space.

 

SHELLY

(laughing)

Why can't he be more like you, SEAN? TROY and I never have fun any more.

 

SEAN

I'm sure he's just busy.

 

SHELLY

He's always too busy for me, nowadays.

 

SEAN

Is that why you came over? To talk about TROY?

 

She doesn't answer.

 

SEAN

Taste this.

 

SEAN feeds SHELLY. They are now within kissing distance; she leans in and kisses him. SEAN kisses her back. He rips her blouse open; he's kissing and sucking on her chest. He lifts her on top of the counter and clothes come off.

 

INT. TROY'S CAR – EARLY MORNING

 

TROY

I'm telling you, SEAN, she was like a whole new woman.

 

SEAN

(smiling)

Yeah?

 

TROY

I think it's cuz we didn't see each other all weekend, you know? Maybe I need to pull back a little, let her miss me a bit.

 

SEAN

Yeah, I hear ya.

 

TROY

I was out all Friday gettin' her ring.

 

SEAN

Ring?

 

TROY

Yeah, man, the engagement ring. I told you I was gonna do it. She was calling all day and night but I didn't wanna lie about where I was. So yesterday, she came over my place, crying about how she missed me. How she was sorry.

 

SEAN

I'm just glad shit worked out for ya.

 

TROY

Yeah, man. We had some private time together.

 

SEAN

Oh shit! You hit it?

 

TROY

I made love to her, Sean. That's what you need, man, a good woman like Shelly. Just you and her, ya know?

 

TROY parks his car.

 

SEAN

You're a lucky kid, Troy. I'm just glad shit worked out for ya.

 

EXT. COLLEGE GROUNDS – MORNING

 

TROY and SEAN are walking on campus when ANNIE and SHELLY walk up. TROY hugs SHELLY, while ANNIE walks up to SEAN and takes him by the arm.

 

ANNIE

SEAN, can I talk to you over here for a sec?

 

SEAN walks a few yards with ANNIE. When they're far enough away that no one can hear, ANNIE speaks.

 

ANNIE

You seen SAMANTHA?

 

SEAN

Nope, not since we fucked at my crib. Why?

 

TROY

SEAN, everyone's seen the tape.

 

FLASHBACK to SEAN looking inside his VCR for the tape.

 

SEAN

(OF)

When? How?

 

ANNIE

Well, somebody emailed people this link to a website where they could download the tape. That shit's spread all over the net from what I heard.

 

SEAN

FUCK! I need that money!

 

ANNIE

I wouldn't worry 'bout that shit.

 

SEAN

Why?

 

ANNIE

The site also has a copy of a list.

 

SEAN

(confused)

What list?

 

ANNIE

A list of . . . people with diseases.

 

Another long pause with FLASHBACK of ANNIE patting her purse.

 

ANNIE

Sean, SAMANTHA'S got a STD.

 

SEAN

Naw, man. . . you got the wrong one.

 

ANNIE

SEAN. . . Samantha's HIV positive.

 

SHELLY

(O.S.)

Yes! Yes, I will.

 

SEAN starts to hyperventilate. He starts to walk away, but his steps are crooked. Back with TROY and SHELLY, SHELLY is hugging TROY. The engagement ring on her finger is prominent.

 

ANNIE

I didn't wanna worry SHELLY, but . . . what happened on Friday night? She won't tell me.

 

SEAN continues to walk a jagged path.

 

ANNIE

SEAN, you and SHELLY used a rubber, right? SEAN!

 

INT. RESTROOM – EARLY MORNING

 

Sean runs into the bathroom. He looks himself in the mirror. The door swings open behind him.

 

SAMANTHA

(walking in)

Hey, boy.

 

SEAN

SAM? What the fuck!

 

SAMANTHA

Payback's a bitch, ain't it?

            

SEAN

Payback, for what?

 

SAMANTHA

Tiffany.

 

SEAN

Who?

 

SAMANTHA

Tiffany Lowell, you fucking asshole!

 

EXT. RESTROOM – EARLY MORNING

 

SHELLY has her head to the door, listening in.

 

INT. RESTROOM – EARLY MORNING

 

SAMANTHA

Northern Pines Senior High! You don't remember, do you? You don't even fucking remember! Tiffany Suella Lowell!

 

FLASHBACK of TIFFANY getting out of her mom's car. PAN RIGHT until we see a younger SAMANTHA sitting in the back of the sedan, watching her older sister walk to school.

 

FLASHBACK of SEAN on a couch with TIFFANY'S head hovering over his uncovered crotch. He gives a thumbs up to a distant camera with one hand, and clicks a remote with the other.

 

SAMANTHA

Sh-She couldn't go on after what you did to her.

She dropped out of school and then one day we came home and she—she—she. . .

 

FOCUS ON SEAN hovered over the sink.

 

FLASHBACK of TIFFANY laying dead in a bathtub, the water running red.

 

SAMANTHA

(O.S.)

You took pictures of her and showed it to everyone!

 

SAMANTHA

She couldn't even fucking do groceries thanks to you. She was the only one there with me through everything. She used to sit and read to me. After what you did she just sat in her room and cried all day.

 

Her expression goes from sad to angry.

 

SAMANTHA

I used to curse GOD every day for giving me AIDS. . . but then I realized why I had it. It was to do to you what you did to her, you fucking prick!!

 

EXT. MEN'S RESTROOM – EARLY MORNING

 

SHELLY falls to the floor. TROY walks up to her.

 

TROY

What's wrong?

 

SHELLY looks up at him with tears in her eyes.

 

INT. MEN'S RESTROOM – EARLY MORNING

 

SAMANTHA

My skin crawled and my stomach turned every time you touched me. I only smiled because I knew it was coming.

 

INT. SEAN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

 

SEAN'S releases the button on his remote. He reaches for a condom but SAMANTHA'S hand reaches for his. This time the scene continues, and we see SAMANTHA'S hand grab SEAN'S and bring it back in.

 

INT. MEN'S RESTROOM – EARLY MORNING

 

SAMANTHA

You thought you were so fucking slick, didn't you? Well who's slick now, huh? Who got fucked?!

 

TROY vomits into the sink.

 

FADE TO BLACK.