BACK

FADE-IN:

Dr. Dreís ďThe WatcherĒ plays in the background.

TITLE CARD: ďHARDCORESĒ

EXT. INTERSTATE 5 HIGHWAY - EVENING - ESTABLISHING

With LITTLE TRAFFIC to slow it down, a bronze-colored 1998 TOYOTA COROLLA 
is CRUISING at a moderate speed down the I-5 South highway.  In the background, 
the LARGE EXPANSE of the Pacific Ocean can be seen despite the darkening sky.

INT. TOYOTA COROLLA - EVENING

THE RAP MUSIC BECOMES LOUDER as we find out it is coming from the carís radio.  The 
driver is a 21-year old FILIPINO-AMERICAN name RICK SORIANO.  He has a SHAVED HEAD 
and dark brown skin.  He has a thick mustache and beard, although it is NOT SHAPED 
INTO A GOATEE.  

Rick is wearing a black bomber jacket, a white T-shirt underneath, and baggy blue 
jeans.  Although he is not that heavily built, he is handsome.  Rick wears 
eyeglasses despite his HARDCORE LOOKS.  He is holding in one of his hands what 
appears to be a silver VOICE RECORDER.

						RICK
			Today is Saturday, December 30th.  
			The time? 5:30 P.M.  Me and a couple 
			of friends are heading towards a car 
			show in Del Mar, near San Diego.

EXT. INTERSTATE 5 HIGHWAY - EVENING 

The Corolla CONTINUES TO CRUISE down the highway.  The Pacific Ocean is now being 
blocked by the DARK MASS OF HILLS that surround the Interstate 5.

						RICK (OS)
			Although we have enough cash to get 
			in and buy some stuff here and there...

INT. TOYOTA COROLLA - EVENING

Rick continues to speak into the voice recorder-like object.  In the front 
passenger seat, DANDREN SHYAMALAN looks at Rick and SHAKES HIS HEAD at the driverís 
voice-over.  Dandren, a 21-year old INDIAN-AMERICAN, also has a shaved head and a 
small goatee.  He is wearing a dark blue short-sleeve shirt and baggy blue jeans 
as well.  Although he looks like Rick in terms of hairstyle, Dandren has a 
moderate build.

						RICK
			...the big question remains.  And 
			thatís whether the woman Iíve been waiting 
			to meet for so long, a model by the name of 
			Vanessa Lee, will be there.

In the back passenger seats, JOHAN DELACRUZ and STEPHEN CHANG also SHAKE THEIR HEADS 
as well as GRIN at their friendís remarks.  Johan is a 20-year old FILIPINO-AMERICAN 
who is MUCH SHORTER than Dandren and Rick.  His hair cut in the shape of a FLATTOP, 
Johan also wears glasses.  He is wearing a white buttoned-collar shirt with black 
pants.

Stephen Chang is a 20-year old CHINESE-AMERICAN who is wearing a blue-and-white 
jacket and jeans that are not as baggy as those worn by Dandren and Rick.  Stephen 
has hair that is SPIKY thanks to the hair gel put on it.

						RICK
			If indeed she is there, then itíll 
			be safe to say this car show, called 
			HOT IMPORT NITES, was worth it.  MY 
			MISSION...will be accomplished.

A BRIEF PAUSE as Dandren looks at Johan and Stephen and then back to Rick.  A 
DISGUSTED LOOK is on Shyamalanís face.

						RICK
			If Ms. Lee isnít there-
			(he looks at Dandren, faking a grim 
			facial expression)

Rick SIGHS in a non-serious manner.

						RICK
			...then may God help us all.
			
						STEPHEN
 			(frowns)
			Say what??

Johan laughs in response while Dandren again has a DISGRUNTLED LOOK on his face.

						DANDREN
			Dude, are you done yet?

						RICK
			Hey... Excuse me for commentating on our
			trip, man.

						DANDREN
			HUH?!

Dandren QUICKLY SNATCHES the voice recorder-like object from Sorianoís hand.
 
						DANDREN
			Youíre talking to your freakiní 
			camera, dawg!

Johan and Stephen LAUGH at the same time.  

						DANDREN
			The hellís wrong with you??

Rick has a SLIGHTLY-EMBARRASSED look on his face.

						RICK
			Dude, I needed something to keep me busy-
			Plus, I didnít want to go to this show 
			anyway.  I had other plans.

						DANDREN
			Yea?  Well maybe next time youíll buy Laker
			tickets in advance, INSTEAD of trying to get 
			them on the day of the actual game.

						RICK
			How would I know the game against the 
			Clippers would be sold out?  Geez...

						JOHAN
			They ARE pretty good this year, Rick.

EXT. INTERSTATE 5 HIGHWAY / VIA DE LA VALLE EXIT - EVENING 

The Corolla exits off the I-5 and drives onto the street Via De La Valle.	

INT. TOYOTA COROLLA - EVENING

Dandren lowers the sunshade in front of him.  He CHECKS HIMSELF OUT in the shadeís 
mirror.  He then looks at Rick.

						DANDREN
			All I know is, bud, there better 
			be a lot of breezies at this show.

						JOHAN
			There usually is, man... Trust me.

						DANDREN
			Good.  Itís bad enough I have to go back 
			north this Wednesday, where there is 
			ABSOLUTELY no fine chick, whatsoever.

						STEPHEN
			Not even one?

						DANDREN
			NOPE, not even one.

						JOHAN
			Damn.

						RICK
			Well, I sure as hell didnít go to this show 
			just	to see a bunch of fixed-up MR2s.  
			(briefly turns his head to look at the 
			people in the backseat)
			You better be right about this, Johan.

A pause.
						
						STEPHEN
			What? I came here for the cars.

						RICK
			Shut up??

Another brief pause.

						STEPHEN
			Just kidding.

Rick shakes his head while Johan laughs in response.

EXT. DEL MAR - VIA DE LA VALLE / JIMMY DURANTE BLVD. - EVENING 

The Corolla makes a right turn onto Jimmy Durante Boulevard.  IN THE DISTANCE, a line 
of cars can be seen as they prepare to enter the parking lot at the Del Mar Fairgrounds.

CUT TO:

EXT. DEL MAR FAIRGROUNDS - TICKET BOOTH - NIGHT

Rick, Stephen, Dandren and Johan are surrounded by SCORES of other 20-SOMETHINGíS 
as they walk up to the ticket booth.  All around them are mostly beautiful ASIAN GIRLS 
and their hardcore BOYFRIENDS.  There are also some AFRICAN-AMERICANS and 
CAUCASIAN-AMERICANS in the crowd.  Most of the guys are dressed in GANGMEMBER-LIKE 
apparel while the girls look as if they were visiting a NIGHTCLUB.

Stephen is the FIRST ONE to go up to the box office window.

Dandren is TOO BUSY checking out all the people around him...
and then TURNS TO LOOK at Johan.

						DANDREN
			Man- You were right!

						JOHAN
			I told you thereíd be a lot of girls here.

						RICK
			Yea...
			(in a low, corrective tone of voice to Johan)
			GIRLS-slash-HOOCHIES!

						DANDREN
			(continuing to check out all the girls around him)
			Shit, who cares dawg?  Iíd tap most of these 				
			chicks any day!  UNLIKE the girls in Davidson.

						JOHAN
			Okay...Is there ONE thing you like 
			about your school?

						DANDREN
			Yea, I get to smoke weed up there 
			without my folks knowing.
 
						JOHAN
			Forget I asked.

Stephen gets his ticket and Rick is the next one to go up.  

						STEPHEN
			Your turn, Parman.

						RICK
			Dude, that nickname SUCKS!  Why 
			do you keep calling me that?
		
						STEPHEN
			(pats Rick on the back)
			Because youíre the best golfer 
			there is, man.  Thatís why.

Rick ponders about his nickname for a few seconds.

EXT. DRIVING RANGE - DAY - FLASHBACK

SUBTITLE: ďSENIOR YEAR IN HIGH SCHOOL.Ē

Dandren, Johan, Stephen, MARK AYTONA and JON ALBA-who, along with Rick, appear 
THREE YEARS YOUNGER than they do now-look bored as Soriano TAKES HIS TIME putting 
his golf ball on the tee and preparing to swing the club.  

(Mark Aytona and Jon Alba are also FILIPINO-AMERICANS.)

After a few practice strokes, he extends his left arm upward, golf club in his right 
hand...and POINTS A FINGER AT THE SKY in an OVERCONFIDENT manner. 

						DANDREN
			Ricardo, can you hurry up??

						RICK
			(still pointing up at the sky)
			Well excuse me for paying homage 
			to the great Tiger Woods...

						JON
			Tiger Woods?  Youíre posing like 
			Babe Ruth...you LOP!

After lowering his arm, Rick turns to look at Alba and RAISES A HAND UP as if to 
calm him down.  Rick then prepares to swing his club.

						RICK
			Fore!

Rick SWINGS at the ball.  He then LEANS on his club and looks at the sky to see 
where the ball is.  A COCKY SMILE EMERGES on his face.

						RICK
			Now watch that thing fly!!!

Mark walks up to Rick and LOOKS AT HIS EYEGLASSES.

						MARK
			Uh Rick?  You have something 
			on your lens, man.

Rick frowns as he takes off his eyeglasses and LOOKS AT THE LENS 
(which are MUCH THICKER than the ones he wears in the PRESENT DAY).  
He then REMOVES a LARGE SPECK OF DIRT that was on it.  A few seconds 
later, he turns to look at the grass-and sees his golf ball STILL on 
the tee.  Dandren and the other guys canít help but SMIRK.  

A LOOK OF FRUSTRATION emerges on Rickís face.

						RICK
			Son-of-a-BIITTCH!!!

He raises his golf club and attempts to BREAK IT OVER HIS RIGHT LEG.  
Rick ends up CURSING AND YELLING as the club fails to separate into two 
pieces...but instead generates A LOT of pain in his leg UPON IMPACT. Rick 
hurls his club into the air in FRUSTRATION.  Now, the other guys CANíT 
HELP but LAUGH.

A few seconds later, Stephen walks up to Soriano.

						STEPHEN
			Rick- From now on weíre gonna 
			call you PARMAN.

						RICK
			(still grimacing)
			What??  Why?

						STEPHEN
			Because youíre not under par, youíre
			not over par.  From that performance youíve
			gave, youíre just...par! 

Rick is still holding his right leg IN PAIN.  

						RICK
			Thatís a DUMB reason to call me Parman...

						STEPHEN
			Well, what would you want? The BOGEYMAN??

						JON
			CHEESY- But heís got a point there.

A pause.

						RICK
			Parman it is.

Stephen and the other guys STILL canít stop from laughing.

BACK TO PRESENT DAY

Soriano shakes his head.  

						RICK
			I still remember that day.

He then takes out a flyer from his pocket.

						DANDREN
			The hell?... You had a flyer all this time?

						RICK
			(an arrogant look on his face)
			Never leave home without it.

Rick FLAUNTS the flyer once more before finally handing it to the CASHIER 
behind the box office window.  Now instead of paying $18, he needs to ONLY 
pay $15.  Stephen looks at Dandren and then back to Rick.

						STEPHEN
			Bastard.

CUT TO:

INT. DEL MAR FAIRGROUNDS - MAIN BUILDING - NIGHT

The Main Building is filled with HUNDREDS OF SPECTATORS, information booths 
and SOUPED-UP foreign automobiles.

More rap music is BLARING in the background.

SERIES OF SHOTS

A) A young ASIAN GIRL is laughing with her BOYFRIEND while walking down 
an aisle surrounded by parked import cars.

B) A beautiful IMPORT CARSHOW MODEL is posing on top of a fixed up 
Honda Accord...A GROUP OF PHOTOGRAPHERS lining up to gawk and take 
pictures of her.

C) A COUPLE OF ASIAN GUYS are having a discussion about a souped up 
Mitsubishi Eclipse parked next to them.   

BACK TO SCENE

Dandren, Stephen, Rick and Johan walk side-by-side as they enter 
the Main Building.  They look at all the WOMEN who walk past them, with an 
OCCASIONAL GLIMPSE at the nice cars that are SUPPOSE to be the center of 
attention.  Dandren is the one most MESMERIZED by the action.

						DANDREN
			DAMN, it doesnít get any better than this!

						STEPHEN
			You can say that again.

						RICK
			(nods as he looks around)
			I guess I didnít waste my time 
			driving here, after all.

Dandren eyes MORE BEAUTIFUL WOMEN walking past him.  At the same time, he 
listens to the music playing in the background.

						DANDREN
			They COULD play some better music, though.

Rick is too busy looking at all the IMPORT MODELS in the surrounding area.

He and his friends then turn around as they hear A LOT OF PEOPLE CHEERING.  
Behind them, they see a COUPLE OF ASIAN GIRLS dancing in the middle of a 
crowd that gathered around them.  The girls, wearing REALLY-TIGHT CLOTHING, 
are dancing to the FAST PACED music that just came on.  Everyone looks on as 
the girls continue to dance in a SCANDALOUS WAY...essentially FREAKING 
each other.

						DANDREN
			(to no one in particular)
			DAMN.

Rick hears someone call to him from the side.

						PERSON
			(in a joking manner)
			Hey Soriano- What the hell are 
			you doing here?

Rick turns to see who the person is and finds out it is NIEMA MIHRAN, 
a 24-year old ARMENIAN-AMERICAN.  Heavily built with his hair dyed blonde, 
Niema is at the show with FOUR OF HIS FRIENDS.  Two of them are 
CAUCASIAN-AMERICANS, one is an AFRICAN-AMERICAN and the other, a female, 
is MEXICAN-AMERICAN.

						RICK
			Ohhh shit!...itís Niema.
			(he and Niema exchange a high five)
			Iím just kicking back, man.  Whatís 
			a drunk like you doing at this show? 

						NIEMA
			Same thing as you Rick, just chilliní.  
			So why are you here?  Trying to get 
			PFR?

						RICK
			(frowns)
			PFR?

						NIEMA
			Dude, remember?  When I tried to 
			hook you up with that dorm chick 
			3 years ago...

						RICK
			(after pondering for a few seconds, he smiles)
			OH YEA...

						NIEMA
			Yep, pussy for Ricardo!

						STEPHEN
			(to Dandren and Johan)
			Say what??

Everybody in Niema and Rickís group laughs.  Rick grins.

						RICK
			Naw, man!  Iím just here to meet some 						
			model I heard about long time ago.

						NIEMA
			Right on, right on.  Youíre trying 
			to get PFR from her or what?

						RICK
			I WISH...I just wanna meet her 
			and take a picture, thatís all.

						NIEMA
			And then what?  Jerk off to that
			photo when you get home?

						RICK
			Does it look like?

						NIEMA
			Um, YEA.

Everybody LAUGHS again while Rick smiles.

						RICK
			FOO... Shut the hell up!!

Niema turns to look at a GROUP OF GUYS who SUDDENLY GATHERED around a BEAUTIFUL 
ASIAN WOMAN who has just entered the building.  He looks at the woman and nods 
his head.

						NIEMA
			Now that chick is HOT.

Soriano and his friends turn to look at the woman.  It is VANESSA LEE.  She looks 
GORGEOUS in the tight outfit she is wearing.  Part FILIPINO/CHINESE-AMERICAN...
Vanessa is 22-years old.

						RICK
			Man, thatís her!

						DANDREN
			(frowns)
			Who?

						RICK
			Who do you think?  Vanessa Lee!

Rick QUICKLY walks away.  He briefly turns to look at Niema, Dandren, and the other people.

						RICK
			Time to meet my destiny!

Rick, with Dandren and the gang following behind him, WALKS UP TO THE CROWD that 
gathered around Vanessa Lee.  While everyone else is just standing around and 
GAWKING at the beautiful model, Rick makes his way through the THRONG OF 
ONLOOKERS to stand in front of the table where Vanessa is sitting.  

Vanessa is talking to ONE OF THE BODYGUARDS surrounding her, but she turns 
to look at Rick when he stands RIGHT IN FRONT of her table.  Vanessa SMILES.

						VANESSA
			Hi.

						RICK
			Hi...
			(a pause as he has a very enthusiastic 
			look on his face)
			Uhhh, can I take a picture with you?

						VANESSA
			Sure- Thatíll be 5 dollars.

Stephen abruptly turns to look at Dandren and Johan and FROWNS.  Rick begins 
DISHING OUT cash from his wallet.  Chang speaks in a LOW VOICE to his 
two other friends.

						STEPHEN
			5 dollars??  What a HUGE rip-off!

						RICK
			Here you go!

Rick is OBLIVIOUS to what Chang has just said as he hands a 5 DOLLAR BILL to a 
MAN sitting next to Vanessa Lee.  He is the one in charge of gathering payments 
from spectators wanting to take photos with the ASIAN-SENSATION.

						VANESSA
			(smiles)
			Okay, thanks.

She stands up from her chair and begins walking around the table.

Rick smiles as he turns to look at Dandren, Niema, Johan and Stephen.

						RICK
			So which one of you wants to 
			take the picture?

						NIEMA
			I will...as long as you donít whack to 
			it later on.

						RICK
			(hands the camera to Niema)
			Punkass. 

Soriano then approaches Vanessa and stands next to her. He then puts his arm 
around the WAIST of Vanessa, while she rests one arm ON HIS CHEST and the other 
AROUND HIS SHOULDER.

						NIEMA
			Ready?

						RICK
			Yup.

						NIEMA
			All right.  1...2...3!  

Niema presses the SHUTTER BUTTON on Sorianoís camera and takes a PHOTOGRAPH.  
Soriano smiles and says ĎThanksí to Vanessa as he walks away from her after 
the picture is taken.

Mihran then hands Sorianoís camera back to him.  Afterwards, Mihran takes out 
HIS OWN camera and hands it to Rick as well.  Rick frowns as he does so.

						NIEMA
			Dude, itís my turn!

Rick NODS his head IN UNDERSTANDING.

Niema then walks toward Vanessa.  He first hands a $5 bill to the man at the 
table.  Before they both get into a pose, Niema WHISPERS something into Vanessaí 
ear.  Rick turns to look at Dandren, Stephen and Johan.

						RICK
			(grins)
			Are you losers gonna take a picture?

						JOHAN
			(shakes his head)
			Nope, not worthy.

						STEPHEN
			Too good-looking.

						DANDREN
			Too horny.

Soriano GRIMACES at that last comment.  He then turns to look back at Vanessa and Niema.  

Stephen, Johan and Dandrenís eyes are FIXATED on the beautiful woman.

						STEPHEN
			Come to think of it, she IS pretty hot.	

While Rick is setting up his camera, Vanessa kneels next to Mihran, puts her 
arms around ONE of his legs, and rests her head on one side of his HIPS.  
After Rick is done setting up the camera, he looks up at the two people and a 
WIDE-EYED expression emerges on his face.  

						RICK
			WHOOAA.

Stephen, Dandren, Johan, and Niemaís friends look surprised as well.

Niema looks at Vanessa kneeling next to him and then back to Rick.  Mihran has 
an ARROGANT SMILE on his face while giving a THUMB-UP SIGN.  Soriano shakes 
his head in astonishment.

RICK THEN TAKES THE PICTURE.  Niema smiles at Vanessa as she begins standing 
up again.  He COCKILY nods to her.

						NIEMA
			Thank you very much.

Rick hands the camera back to him.

						RICK
			You are ONE crazy bastard, Niema.
			(he then turns to look at his 3 friends)
			All right guys, letís go.

Rick looks at Dandren, Johan and Stephen.  They are still TOO BUSY GAWKING 
at Vanessa as she walks back to her table.

						RICK
			(frowns)
			Guys?

After a few seconds, Dandren walks up to Soriano to open the LENS COVER 
on his camera.

						DANDREN
			(points a finger at Rick as he walks away)	
			Looks like youíre gonna be taking another 					
			picture, dawg!

Rick AND Niemaís friendís SIMULTANEOUSLY walk up to the table to pay $5.  
They then get into poses next to Vanessa.  Niema stands alongside Rick, who 
along with Niemaís female friend, prepare to take a picture of Vanessa and 
her NEW ADMIRERS.

Rick SIGHS while shaking his head.  He is AMAZED at what Vanessa can do to men 
around her.

						RICK
			Dayamn.

He and Mihranís female friend take pictures of Vanessa Lee and her groupies 
at the SAME MOMENT.

MATCH CUT:

A group of photographers take pictures of a model, who is sitting on the hood 
of an import car, at the SAME MOMENT.

SERIES OF SHOTS

A) An ASIAN RACER is sitting in the driverís seat of his car while talking to 
a GROUP OF PEOPLE curious about his ride.

B) A YOUNG LATINO attracts a large crowd around him as he BREAK DANCES to 
the music being played.

C) An ASIAN GIRL and her BOYFRIEND are having a DEEP CONVERSATION while 
sitting ALONE at a table in the food court.

BACK TO SCENE

Another WIDE GLIMPSE of the activity taking place inside the Main Building 
of the Del Mar Fairgrounds. 

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. SORIANO HOUSE - NOON

It is quiet on the CUL-DE-SAC where the Sorianosí TWO-STORY home is located.  
Rickís Corolla is parked on the houseís driveway.

A green HONDA ACCORD is parked on the curb next to the house.

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - RICKíS ROOM - NOON

SUBTITLE: ďTUESDAY, JANUARY 2.Ē

Rick is still asleep in his bed.  On the walls in his room are several 
LAKER, JAPANIME, SCI-FI and IMPORT MODEL POSTERS.  He even has some sci-fi 
and anime model kits on his bookshelf.  His room is TIDIED UP.  

Rick is still sleeping when the ALARM CLOCK next to him GOES OFF at 
12:30 P.M.  Lying in bed for a few more seconds, he occasionally hears 
the VOICES of a MALE and FEMALE downstairs.

After a while, Rick finally gets up and then leaves his room.

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - FAMILY ROOM / KITCHEN - NOON

Rick goes DIRECTLY to the kitchen after walking downstairs.  He sees a 
box FULL OF DOUGHNUTS on the table, and takes a chocolate doughnut out 
of it.  He then goes to the family room and turns on the TV.  
He sits on the couch...and on the coffee table in front of him lies a 
LOS ANGELES TIMES newspaper dated DECEMBER 31 on it.

Rick sorts out the newspaper and takes out the SPORTS SECTION.

INSERT - SPORTS SECTION OF NEWSPAPER

			On the front-page, the headline reads ĎTHE CLIP 				
			SHOW UPENDS THE LAKERS.í  

BACK TO SCENE

He shakes his head as he continues to SKIM the newspaper.

						RICK
			I still canít believe they 
			lost to the Clippers.

Rick puts the newspaper down and changes the channel to ESPN on TV.

He then turns his head around to see PHIL MENDOZA, a 27-year old 
FILIPINO-AMERICAN, walk out of the bedroom next to the family room.  
He is holding TWO LARGE PIECES OF LUGGAGE in both of his hands.  
Phil is the BOYFRIEND of Rickís SISTER.

						RICK
			Whatís up, man.

						PHIL
			(sets the two pieces of luggage onto the floor)
			Sup Rick.  Whatíd you do for New Yearís?

						RICK
			(shakes his head)
			Nothing.  The same thing Iím doing right now.

						PHIL
			Oh.  So how was that car show on Saturday?

						RICK
			(gives a thumb-up sign)
			I met the girl of my dreams...

						PHIL
			Thatís cool.
			(smiles and nods; there is pause afterwards)
			Can you believe your sisterís living 
			in Germany for the next four months?  
			Thatís pretty dope, man...

						RICK
			I know, huh?

						PHIL
			Yup, thatís the advantage of being 
			in a traveling theater group.

						RICK
			(jokingly)
			Donít rub it in.

Rick continues watching television.  A few seconds later, his sister LISA comes 
out of her room...which is the only bedroom downstairs.  Lisa, who is dressed up 
for DISTANT TRAVEL, is 25-YEARS OLD.  Lisa BRIEFLY LAYS A HAND on Philís shoulder 
as she walks past him to get something to eat at the kitchen.

						LISA
			You ready, babe?

						PHIL
			Ready when you are.

						LISA
			(looks at Rick as she gets a doughnut)
			You woke up late.

						RICK
			(a nonchalant tone in his voice)
			I know.

						LISA
			So when do you go back to school?

						RICK
			January 29...cuz my school is dope 
			like that.

						LISA
			(observes Rick as he continues watching TV)
			Youíre going to be doing that for the next 
			three weeks?

						RICK
			(still eating the chocolate doughnut)
			Yup... Whatís wrong with this?

						LISA
			Oh nothing- except the fact youíre 
			wasting your life away.

Rick SHRUGS in response.
			
						LISA
			Thatís kind of sad, Rick.  Iím staying in
			Europe for a quarter of a year, and all
			youíre doing is watching sports highlights.
			(a pause)
			Why donít you do something creative?  Like 					
			write a movie script or something.

						RICK
			Because- 
			(puts the last piece of doughnut in his mouth)
			I donít wanna do any of that stuff 						
			till I enter my major in Long Beach.

						LISA
			Well, why donít you write a script 
			anyway?  Youíll have good practice 
			when you finally get into film.

						RICK
			Iíll think about it.

						PHIL
			Donít you want to be the next 
			George Lucas?

						RICK
			(smiles)
			Only if it means Iíll make 
			$300 million on my first film.

						PHIL
			Lucas never made $300 million on 
			his first film.
	
						RICK
			(a contemplative look on his face)
			I knew that.

						LISA
			Iíll tell you what... If you begin writing
			a script now, and actually finish it, Iíll 
			pay you something when I get back.
			
						RICK
			(eyes widen)
			What, to motivate me or something?

						LISA
			(nods)
			Yea.

						RICK
			Um, shouldnít I being doing this 
			because I want to- NOT because
			someoneís bribing me?

						LISA
			Hey... Whatever it takes for you
			to do something meaningful instead 
			of watching those replays.

Lisa GESTURES to the television screen.

						RICK
			How much are you willing to give me?

						LISA
			(after pondering about it for a second)
			Ten dollars.

						RICK
			Make it twenty.

						LISA
			Fifteen.

						RICK
			Twenty-five.

						LISA
			SIXTEEN DOLLARS.

						RICK
			Make it thirty- 
			(points a finger at his sister)
			I need the extra motivation,
			you know.

						LISA
			(hesitates for a while)
			I guess.

						PHIL
			(smiles)
			You better make sure itís 
			a DAMN good script, Rick.

						RICK
			Are you kidding?  Iím gonna write
			the next Citizen Kane!  Minus
			the clever screenplay.

						LISA
			(smiles)
			Anyways, me and Phil are heading to 
			the airport now.  Tell mom and dad 
			I love them when they get home. 

						RICK
			I will.

						LISA
			(smiles)
			And work on that script.

						RICK
			I guess.

						LISA
			Later!

Rick is still watching TV when Lisa and Phil leave through the front door.

EXT. SORIANO HOUSE - NOON

After locking the front door, Lisa and Phil walk to his car, which is the 
green Honda Accord parked next to the house.  Phil puts the two pieces of 
luggage in the back of the trunk while Lisa enters the car.  After Phil is 
done packing, he enters the car and turns on the engine, and a few seconds 
later, DRIVES OFF.

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - FAMILY ROOM - NOON

Rick is still on the couch watching TV.  After a while, he once again gets a 
contemplative look on his face.  

						RICK
			30 dollars...

He ponders for a few more seconds before finally turning off the television set 
and goes upstairs to his room.  

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - RICKíS ROOM - NOON

Inside a drawer in his table, Rick pulls out a STAPLED PACKET.
He holds it in his hands.

INSERT - STAPLED PACKET

		The cover on the packet is BLANK except for the words 			
		SCRIPT FORMATS written on it.  They are capitalized in 		
		a HUGE BLACK (TIMES NEW ROMAN) FONT.

BACK TO SCENE

Rick looks at the packet for a while longer before finally turning on the 
computer that is situated on his table.

						RICK
			EH, might as well...

He clicks on MICROSOFT WORD on his computer and then looks back at the 
packet.  Rick then BEGINS THINKING about what he should write his 
script about.

CUT TO:
EXT. AYTONA HOUSE - NOON

It is also quiet outside the one-story house of Mark Aytonaís family.  
The garage door of the house is raised up, and we see the 20-YEAR OLD 
working on his nice dark olive-colored HONDA CIVIC parked in the garage.

Mark Aytona is now 5í11Ē, with a BULKY PHYSIQUE.  Much like Stephen Chang, 
his hair is also spiky because of the ADDITION of hair spray and gel.

INT. AYTONA HOUSE - GARAGE - NOON

Mark is in the garage working on his Honda Civic when he hears his cell 
phone RING.  With rap music PLAYING on the radio next to him, Mark picks 
his phone up while continuing to POLISH the CHROME RIMS he bought for his 
car.

It is Johan, who is in his room chatting on AMERICA ONLINE on his computer.

INTERCUT - AYTONAíS GARAGE / JOHANíS ROOM

						MARK
			Yyyooo.

						JOHAN
			Sup Big Papa, whatíre you doing?

						MARK
			Nothing, man... just the same 
			old stuff I usually do.

						JOHAN
			Polish your ride?
				
						MARK
			DAYAMN straight.  So whyíd you call?

						JOHAN
			Same reason as usual.

						MARK
			Donít tell me... You wanna toke.

						JOHAN
			Yup.  Howíd you guess?

						MARK
			Dude, was there one time you called me 						
			up WITHOUT having the urge to get high?

A pause.

						JOHAN
			Not really. 

						MARK
			See?

						JOHAN
			(smiles)
			Well, this time it wasnít my idea.	

						MARK
			(a surprised look on his face)
			Shut up? Whose idea was it?

						JOHAN
			Dandrenís.

						MARK
			Oh... Figures.  Wait- 
			(a pause)		
			Isnít he going back to Davidson tomorrow?
			
						JOHAN
			Yup, he starts school on Thursday.
			
						MARK	
			And he wants to get fucked up before 
			he leaves, huh?  Thatís coo...

Another pause.

						JOHAN
			So, um... Do you have the MATERIAL?

						MARK		
			Was there one time I didnít?

						JOHAN
			Iíll take that as a yes, then.

						MARK
			So when do you wanna meet up?

						JOHAN
			Let me call up Dandren and ask him.  He said 
			he wanted to chill at Starbucks first.

						MARK
			Yea, aíight.  But Iím warning you... 
			the shit I have right now 
			is hella gonna make you HIGH.

						JOHAN
			(laughs)
			At least you ainít being shady on us, Mark.

CUT TO:

EXT. SORIANO HOUSE - EVENING

A black 1999 HONDA PRELUDE drives up the curb next to Rickís house.  It 
belongs to Dandren, who ONCE AGAIN looks hardcore because of the black leather 
jacket he has on.

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - RICKíS ROOM - EVENING

Sitting in front of his computer, Rick is laid pack in his chair...WHISTLING 
as he has WRITERíS BLOCK while working on his script.  Thinking of something 
to write about, Rick hears the doorbell ring downstairs.  He GETS UP from his chair.

						RICK
			The hell with this...

Rick leaves his room.

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - EVENING

The doorbell rings again.

						RICK
			Iíll get it.

He walks downstairs, and first looks through the SIDE WINDOW before opening the front door.

						RICK
			Wassup, thug.

						DANDREN
			(enters the house)
			Sup man, what are you doing?

						RICK
			Nothing productive, thatís for sure.

						DANDREN
			Serious?

						RICK
			Yea... So whatís up?

Rickís MOM emerges from the kitchen to see who it is.

						RICKíS MOM
			Who is it?

						RICK
			Itís for me, mom.

						RICKíS MOM
			Oh.

						DANDREN
			(waves a hand)
			Hi Mrs. Soriano.

						RICKíS MOM
			Hello Dandren.  Do you want something
			to eat?

						DANDREN
			No thanks, I already ate.

						RICKíS MOM
			Okay.  If youíre hungry just let
			my son know and heíll get you 
			something.

						DANDREN
			Iíll take a note of that.

Rickís mom smiles as she heads back into the kitchen.

						RICK
			No you wonít.  So whatís up?

						DANDREN
			(gestures toward the front door)
			Letís chill outside.
			
						RICK
			(frowns)
			Ohhh-kay, sure.

EXT. SORIANO HOUSE - EVENING

Rick and his friend go outside the house.  Soriano SHRUGS.

						RICK
			Now what?

						DANDREN
			What are you doing tonight?

						RICK
			I dunno...
			(jokingly in a low voice)
			Watch a couple of pornos, smoke some 						
			weed, get wasted- Why do you ask?

Dandren grins.

						DANDREN
			Tonight, Iím gonna do that second 
			thing you	mentioned.

						RICK
			(frowns yet again)
			With WHO?

						DANDREN
			Big Papa, Johan...and Stephen.  Wanna join?

						RICK
			(looks behind his shoulder to see 
			if his mom is listening)
			I donít even get drunk...what 
			makes you	think Iím gonna toke?

						DANDREN
			If you go, you can consider this 
			a new experience.
			
						RICK
			The only experience I want is me getting 
			laid by some fine-ass honey, dawg.
			
A pause.
 
						RICK
			Come to think of it... Youíre not inviting 
			me just so you can hotbox my car, are you?
			
						DANDREN
			(a surprised look on his face)
			Naw, man... Why do you ask that?

						RICK
			Because my car has more space 
			than yours, thatís why.

						DANDREN
			(shakes his head)
			Youíre pretty sharp.

						RICK
			Hell, yea!

Another pause.

						DANDREN
			Okay- So CAN we hotbox your car?

						RICK
			(laughs sarcastically)
			Youíre a funny guy.

						DANDREN
			Okay, then donít tell me we need 
			permission to park on your street 
			tonight... Itís the best location!

						RICK
			Nooo, you can do that.  My dad 
			comes home late, so make sure he 
			doesnít catch you guys.

						DANDREN
			Right on, right on.
			(a pause)
			You know, if you joined us...instead of 
			Parman, youíd be called the TOKING Parman.

						RICK
			The toking Parman... 
			(another pause)
			Let me think about this.

Rick ponders for a few seconds.

						RICK
			That would, like- boost my 
			reputation...would it?

						DANDREN
			Maybe.

Rick ponders for a few more seconds.  He then walks back to the house.  
Rick stands UNDERNEATH the doorframe.

						RICK
			Hey mom, Iím going out tonight.

						RICKíS MOM
			(walks out of the kitchen)
			Where are you going?

						RICK
			Just out with my friends.
			(turns to Dandren, talks in a low voice)
			Where are you meeting those guys?

						DANDREN
			Starbucks...at 10:30.    

						RICK
			That late?
			(to his mom)
			Weíre going to Starbucks.

Dandren smiles in response to Sorianoís APPARENT decision.

						RICKíS MOM
			Okay, donít be out late.

						RICK
			Donít worry, I wonít.
			(turns to look at Dandren)
			Count me in.

						DANDREN
			Thatís what Iím saying...
			(exchanges high fives with Rick)

						RICK
			By the way, Iíll just get buzzed
			off the fumes.

						DANDREN
			What?!...

						RICK
			Better than nothing, man.

						DANDREN
			I guess.

						RICK
			(he goes back into the house)
			Iím gonna get dressed.
			
He turns around to head upstairs. 

CUT TO:

EXT. STARBUCKS CAFE - NIGHT

SUBTITLE: ď10:45 P.M...15 MINUTES LATE.Ē

There are a lot of people sitting at the tables outside the STARBUCKS CAFE.  Exiting 
from the cafe are ALBERT and MELVIN.  Both Albert and Melvin are 20-year old 
FILIPINO-AMERICANS.  The only difference is Albert is 5í10Ē and Melvin is 5í7Ē.  
Albert TAKES A SIP from his cup.

						ALBERT
			Yo...this Caffe Mocha is pretty 
			good, man.  Whatíd you order?

						MELVIN
			Caramel Frappuccino.
			(takes a sip and then frowns in response)
			Itís pretty damn hot, though.

						ALBERT
			(after taking another sip from his drink, 
			he turns and frowns at Melvin)
			Frappuccinos arenít suppose to be hot.
			(he looks closer at Melvinís cup)
			Dude, you got the WRONG order!

						MELVIN
			I did??

						ALBERT
			This is hot cappuccino, genius!

						MELVIN
			Oh CRAP...

Albert LAUGHS as Melvin RUSHES BACK to the cafe.  Albert then walks back to his 
table, where his other friends BEN, JOE and DEREK are sitting.  Ben sees Melvin 
RUNNING BACK into the store and then turns to look at Albert.

						BEN
			What happened?

						ALBERT
			That blockhead got the wrong drink.

Albertís friends laugh in response.  He takes another sip from his drink 
when Ben spots Stephen, Mark and Johan in the parking lot next to the cafe.

						BEN
			(to Albert)
			Look whoís here.

Albert turns around and sees the three new ARRIVALS.

						ALBERT
			WELL happy days...

Stephen, Mark and Johan see Ben and Albert at the table.  They approach them in response.

						ALBERT
			Hey, whatís up fellas.

						BEN
			Sup guys.

Albert and Ben exchange high fives with the new arrivals.  They then introduce 
the new arrivals to Joe and Derek.  The six men exchange high fives.

						ALBERT
			Man...I havenít talked to any of 
			you since, what, senior year?

						STEPHEN
			I know, hah?

						BEN
			Whatíve you guys been up to?

						JOHAN
			Nothing much, just getting Bís 
			and Cís in school...thatís all.

						BEN
			Mostly Cís for me.  UCI is actually
			pretty HARD...

						MARK
			(raises an arm)
			I get Cís too.  Damn junior college...
			
						JOE
			Dude, I donít even want to 
			talk about school right now...
			
						DEREK
			Because youíre doing shitty, thatís why!

						JOE
			(smiles)
			Dayamn right, I am!...
			
Joe sees Melvin, with TWO CUPS in his hands, exiting the cafe and approaching their table.

						JOE
			Yo Melvin- how much did 
			you pay for that order?

						MELVIN
			No comments.

						JOE
			Címon...

						MELVIN
			(shakes his head)
			I had to pay for the frappuccino AND 
			the cappuccino.  Bastards.

						DEREK
			Hey- If you donít want the 
			frappuccino, Iíll take it!

						MELVIN
			Pay me 4 bucks FIRST.

A pause.

						DEREK
			Nevermind.

						MELVIN
			(turns to look at the new arrivals)
			Sup guys...long time, no see.
	
He EXCHANGES HIGH FIVES with Stephen, Johan, and Mark.  Melvin then finds a chair 
to sit in.  He sets the two drinks onto a table.

						MELVIN
			We have a little high school 
			gathering going here...

						STEPHEN
			YUP.  The only difference is there
			arenít any deans around to bitch about 
			our shirts being tucked out.
			
EXT. DAMIEN TECH CAMPUS - DAY - FLASHBACK

IT IS LUNCH BREAK at DAMIEN TECH HIGH SCHOOL.  With OTHER STUDENTS either 
CHATTING, studying for a TEST, or eating food that they bought from the visiting 
LUNCH TRUCK, Stephen is too busy PUTTING HIS MOVES on REBECCA-who is a 
BEAUTIFUL CAUCASIAN GIRL.  

BOTH ARE WEARING UNIFORMS, with Stephen wearing a dark-blue, buttoned-collar 
(short-sleeve) shirt and khaki pants, and Rebecca wearing a white, buttoned 
long-sleeve shirt and a medium-length dark-blue skirt.

AFTER having a brief conversation, Stephen is about to KISS Rebecca when a 
PLUMP, WHITE-HAIRED FEMALE DEAN walks past them.

						DEAN
			(while eating a chocolate doughnut)
			TUCK IN YOUR SHIRT!!

Stephen briefly looks at the Dean before ROLLING HIS EYES and then tucking his shirt.  

						STEPHEN
			GEEZ...

Rebecca smiles in response.

BACK TO PRESENT DAY

						MELVIN
			Youíre talking about Ms. Growitz,
			arenít you?

						STEPHEN
			(nods his head, a bitter look
			on his face)
			Iíd like to get that chocolate 
			doughnut and shove it up her ass!

						BEN
			(laughs)
			Donít be TOO bitter, man.  Remember
			Jason Bondy?

EXT. DAMIEN TECH CAMPUS - BASKETBALL COURT - DAY - FLASHBACK

SUBTITLE: ďFRESHMAN YEAR IN HIGH SCHOOL.Ē

Wearing their GREEN T-SHIRTS and BLACK SHORT PANTS, a GROUP OF FRESHMEN watch 
as JASON BONDY, a CAUCASIAN who at a height of 6í LOOKS LIKE he could easily 
DUNK a basketball, prepares to make such a SHOT.

A SCRAWNY FRESHMAN SPECTATOR looks on as Bondy first continues to DRIBBLE the ball.

						SPECTATOR
			Are you sure you can do this?

						BONDY
			(an arrogant tone in his voice)
			HEY...Unlike you, I have the hops AND
			skills to dunk this ball.  So what do 
			you guys wanna see...a windmill dunk,
			a tomahawk dunk, or my patented reverse 
			dunk?

						SPECTATOR #2
			Patented???

Stephen, Johan and Ben, who are AMONG the spectators, look at each other and shake their heads.

						SPECTATOR #3
			How Ďbout an ambulance for yoí crazy ass??

						BONDY
			Whatever.  Now watch me in ACTION...

Everybody WATCHES as Bondy CHARGES TOWARD the basket.  He PREPARES TO JUMP onto 
a WOODEN BENCH that he put near the rim...

						BONDY
			Yea, baby!

Bondy then LEAPS OFF the bench and INTO THE AIR...

BACK TO PRESENT DAY

						JOHAN
			Dude, that was the funniest shit I ever saw!

						STEPHEN
			He MUSTíVE been pretty embarrassed.

						DEREK
			(frowns)
			What happened?

EXT. DAMIEN TECH CAMPUS - BASKETBALL COURT - DAY - FLASHBACK

In the parking lot near the court, SEVERAL PARAMEDICS exit out of an AMBULANCE 
with a STRETCHER IN HAND.  Underneath a basketball rim, Bondy-a CALM LOOK on 
his face-LIES ON THE PAVEMENT with his head resting CASUALLY on one arm.  

As Stephen and Johan look on, Ben WALKS UP to the OTHER STUDENT.

						BEN
			Yo, how could you be calm when youíve
			just broken a leg?
			
						BONDY
			Maybe itís because Iím TOUGH like that...

TWO PARAMEDICS prepare to load Bondy onto the stretcher.

						BONDY
			(as the paramedics lift up his leg
			while putting him on the 
			stretcher)
			Ow!  OW!  Watch that leg!!...

SPECTATOR #2 watches as the paramedics carry Bondy past him.

						SPECTATOR #2
			You NEVER DID dunk that ball, man.

						BONDY
			(points a finger)
			Up yours, Wallrath!.

Ben, Johan and Stephen watch as Bondy is taken to the ambulance.
			
						STEPHEN
			And I thought high school was GONNA be dull.

BACK TO PRESENT DAY

Johan, Stephen and Ben can ONLY exchange LAUGHTER.

						JOHAN
			That DEFINITELY was some funny shit!

						DEREK
			(still confused)
			What happened??

Albert spots Dandren and Rick approach from the parking lot.

						ALBERT
			(frowns)
			And now it looks like we have MORE company...

Shyamalan and Soriano approach the group and greet Albert, Ben, Melvin, their 
friends and the three guys they were ORIGINALLY SUPPOSE to meet up with.  

						BEN
			Is this, like, an unofficial Lancer reunion 
			or what?

						MELVIN
			Looks like.

						ALBERT
			So Dandren, are you still in that 
			little Bombay posse of yours?

						DANDREN
			(smiles)
			Nope.  Not anymore.

						ALBERT
			Too bad.  So why is it all of the Asian 
			hardcores suddenly decided to meet up at some
			coffee shop?

						RICK
			Donít know... 
			(shrugs)
			To exchange a couple of amusingly perverted 
			jokes?

						ALBERT
			Probably...

						MELVIN
			Speaking of Ďamusingly pervertedí jokes, I got 
			a couple of nasty-ass questions for you guys.

						JOE
			(grins; he shakes his head)
			Dick, not again.

						JOHAN
			What are they?

						MELVIN
			Iím glad you asked.

Albert and Ben shake their heads IN UNISON.

						MELVIN
			Now the first question is... What would you 
			rather do, take it up the rear-or give head?

						MARK
			(was too busy looking around the area, 
			he quickly turns his head around in 
			response to the question)
			HUH?!

						RICK
			(at Stephen)
			Iíve heard ENOUGH.

Everybody laughs while Dandren frowns at the question.  He is apparently NOT AMUSED.

						JOHAN
			Um, I would have to say- none of the above.

						MELVIN
			Naw, man... Thereís no third option!  
			You have to pick one of the two.

						JOHAN
			What?  Thatís messed up!

						MELVIN
			Címon Johan...one of the two.

						STEPHEN
			Just thinking of that makes me sick.

						MARK
			Ditto.

						JOHAN
			Forget I asked...

						BEN
			Dude, you have to answer!

						ALBERT
			Iíd pick getting it up the rear.

						STEPHEN
			What, why??

						DANDREN
			Thatís some gross shit, dawg.

						ALBERT
			Okay, do you want me to give a 
			rationale behind my answer?

						JOHAN
			Ummm, YEA!

						MARK
			(jokingly)
			Before we beat your ass, man.

						ALBERT
			All right, check this out... In prison, 
			someone can force you to take it up the 
			rear.  But you can never be forced to 
			give head.  You have to be WILLING...

						DEREK
			Which means if you picked the second choice- 

						JOE
			Then you ainít STRAIGHT!

Stephen, Mark, and Rick laugh at Johanís PREDICAMENT.  Dandren is still quiet 
as he listens to the conversation.

						MELVIN
			So whatís your choice?

						JOHAN
			DAMN- I guess...
			(hesitantly)
			Taking it up the rear.

						RICK
			Iíd shoot myself instead.

						BEN
			Rick, thereís NO third choice!

						RICK
			Well...Iím glad you didnít ask 
			ME that question, then!

As laughter ENSUES, Dandren speaks to Mark in a low voice.

						DANDREN
			I think itís time to jet.

Mark NODS in response.  Melvin looks at Johan.

						MELVIN
As a reward for proving youíre straight-  

						ALBERT
			Sort of...

						MELVIN
			-Hereís a caramel frappuccino.

						DEREK
			Hey?!!

Derek frowns as Melvin hands Johan one of the cups on the table.

						JOHAN
			Yea...  Thanks, man.

						ALBERT
			Do you guys want to know what 
			Melvinís second question is?

Dandren is the FIRST ONE to get up.

						DANDREN
			NAW- Itís cool.
			(he gestures to Rick, Stephen, 
			Johan and Mark)
			We have to leave now.

						MELVIN
			You sure?  The next question is about 
			Ďtossing saladí...

It is after this that Rick, Stephen, Johan and Mark IMMEDIATELY STAND UP from 
their chairs.  Johan takes a sip of the frappuccino as he does so.

						JOHAN
			No thanks.  Iím already traumatized 
			by the first question.  

						MELVIN
			I guess.  Weakling!

						ALBERT
			Aíight then, later foos.

						BEN
			See ya.

Albert, Ben, Melvin and their friends exchange high fives with Johan and 
his friends.  Johan and his friends then walk away.

Derek turns to look at Melvin.

						DEREK
			Damn.  Whereíd you get those questions,
			anyway??

						MELVIN
			(raises a thumb up)
			Chris Rockís DA MAN.

Johan and company reach Mark and Dandrenís cars in the parking lot.

						STEPHEN
			(sarcastically to Mark)
			That was enlightening.

						MARK
			It SURE was.

A pause.

						RICK
			Hey, so whose ride are we gonna hotbox?

						MARK
			(shrugs)
			I guess mine.
			(looks at Johan taking a sip from his drink)
			Donít spill that in my car!

CUT TO:

EXT. MAIN STREET - NIGHT

SUBTITLE: ď11:30 P.M.Ē

Markís Honda Civic is following Dandrenís Honda Prelude up a street to Rickís house.

EXT. STREET CUL-DE-SAC - NIGHT

The two cars turn left onto the cul-de-sac that Rickís house is located on.  
Dandren parks his Prelude at the very tip of the cul-de-sac while Mark parks 
his Civic behind Dandrenís car.  Dandren and Rick then exit from Dandrenís car 
and walk over to Markís car.

INT. MARKíS HONDA CIVIC - NIGHT

Johan, who sat in the front passenger seat EARLIER, is now sitting in the 
rear passenger seat along with Stephen and Rick.  Dandren is sitting in 
the front passenger seat while Mark is OBVIOUSLY in the driverís seat.  

Before taking out the BONG, Mark turns on his high tech-looking CD 
player-a PIONEER DEH-P9200R MODEL-after everyone is in the car.

						DANDREN
			All right dawg, whereís the bong?

						MARK
			Itís right here, man- Check this out.

Mark shows a bong that he was CONCEALING in his lap.  He gives it to Dandren 
so he can take a look at it.  Dandren looks at ALL of the weed inside the bong.

						DANDREN
			Dayamn, thereís a lot in here!

(NOTE: When possible, the smoking of the bong should take place OFF-SCREEN.)

Dandren inhales from the bong before giving it to Mark, Stephen and Johan.  
Rick is just watching the action take place.

						STEPHEN
			(looks at Rick)
			Are you gonna smoke?

						RICK
			Naw, Iím cool.

						DANDREN
			Heís just gonna inhale the 
			fumes...Isnít that right, Rick?

						RICK
			Yup.

						JOHAN
			(watching Stephen as he inhales from the bong)
			Dude, hurry up man!

						STEPHEN
			(after a few seconds)
			OKAY, here.

						MARK
			Iím next, people.

Stephen hands Mark the bong a few seconds later.  Rick is looking out the window 
the whole time.  There is a BRIGHT LIGHT behind him, and Rick turns to see what 
it is.  He notices that it is heading towards his house.

						RICK
			Shit, itís my dad!

Everyone turns around to see the SUV of Rickís dad heading THEIR WAY. 

						MARK
			Duck!!

Everyone IMMEDIATELY drops into his seat.  Mark then turns off his CD player.

EXT. SORIANO HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - NIGHT

The FORD EXPLORER of RICKíS DAD rolls up the driveway of their house.  A few seconds 
later, the dad exits the car...and FOCUSES HIS GAZE upon the parked Honda Civic 
for a couple of seconds.  He continues to look at Markís car as he walks toward 
the house.
 
INT. MARKíS HONDA CIVIC - NIGHT

Rick slowly raises his head above the seat to see if his dad has already gone 
inside the house.  He did.

						RICK
			(sighs)
			The coast is clear.

Everyone SLOWLY gets back onto their seat.

						DANDREN
			Damn, that was CLOSE.

						STEPHEN
			Whereís the bong?

						MARK
			Itís right here.

Mark hands the bong to Stephen.

						JOHAN
			Dude, I guess you could care 
			less if we get caught...

						STEPHEN
			Damn right!
			(sighs after inhaling from the bong)
			Thatís some gooood shit.

EXT. STREET CUL-DE-SAC - NIGHT

SUBTITLE: ď1:00 A.M.Ē

It is DEAD-QUIET outside Markís Honda Civic.

INT. MARKíS HONDA CIVIC - NIGHT

Mark, Dandren, Johan and Stephen are still busy smoking from Markís bong 
while Rick is just kicking back and GETTING HIGH off the fumes.  Music is 
BLARING from speakers all around the inside of Markís car.

						STEPHEN
			Thatís so cool...

						JOHAN
			Yup yup.

Johan and Stephen are distracted by the NEAT GRAPHIC PATTERNS being shown in 
the digital screen on Markís CD player.  Dandren takes a SNIFF from the bong.

						DANDREN
			Dude- Weíve been toking for how many hours, 
			and Iím still NOT tired of this shit. 

						MARK
			(feeling high)
			I feel ya, man...I feel ya.

						JOHAN
			(looking down at his watch and pressing 
			the button for the INDIGLO light)
			Uh guys, weíve only been in here for, 
			like, an hour and thirty minutes.

						MARK
			Serious?  It felt longer than THAT!

						DANDREN
			(oblivious of Markís comment, he
			lowers the bong while inhaling the 
			smoke)
			Fuuuck...									
			(Dandrenís eyes are closed as he focuses 		
			on how high he feels)

Mark looks at his BROADWAY rear-view mirror to make eye contact with Rick.  He is 
looking out the side window.

						MARK
			Yo Rick, why donít you try some 
			of this stuff too?

						STEPHEN
			Itís good for your health, man.

			Soriano grins in response.

						RICK
			Nah, itís coo.  Like I said, Iím 
			already getting high off the fumes.

						DANDREN
			(sounding like he is out of it)
			Man, to tell you the truth?  Thatís SO gay...

						RICK
			So are five guys bunched up in a 
			car, whatíre you trying to get at?
					
						STEPHEN
			Heís got a point there.

Dandren hands the bong to Stephen.  By this time, EVERYONE is starting to FEEL HIGH.

						MARK
			So have you guys seen any good films?

						DANDREN
			Yuuup.  The movie I watched 
			deserves a shiiitload of Ocars!

						JOHAN
			Which film was it?

						DANDREN
			(slowly emphasizing each word)
			Debbie...DOESSS...Dallas. 

Stephen laughs in response.

						MARK
			Iíve seen that film too.  Out of 
			4 stars...I give it, a 16.

						RICK
			Duuude, you canít give it 16 out 
			of 4 stars-thatís impossible!!

						DANDREN
			Okay, what would YOU give it?

The Long Beach student is BUZZED.

						RICK
			What was that question again?

						JOHAN
			I dunno about you guys but my 
			favorite film is DIRTY Debutantes.

						MARK
			Oh, that one had a lot of breastesses!

						JOHAN
			Yup- Lots of boobies.

						STEPHEN
			Dude...Theyíre not called boobies, 
			man.  Theyíre called tig olí bitties.

						JOHAN
			Thatís what I said.

						RICK
			No you didnít, you said doobies!

						JOHAN
			I said BOOBIES, choida!

						STEPHEN
			What the hellís a choida??

						JOHAN
			I dunno, Iím making stuff up as I go.  

						DANDREN
			No, youíre not.  Youíre just trying to 
			piss us off man.

						JOHAN
			Well- You, AT LEAST.  BENCHOYD choida.

A pause as Mark and Rick exchange PUZZLED glances. 

						DANDREN
			Do you know who has some REALLY 
			NICE boobies, though?  Rebecca...

Mark, Johan and Rick then laugh in response while Stephen leans over to shove 
Dandren in his seat.

						DANDREN
			Now THAT chick is HOT!!

						STEPHEN
			Thatís why Iím with her.  HELLO??

						JOHAN
			I bet you guys get A LOT of action, huh?

						STEPHEN
			Yea, the same amount of action that Bill got 
			from Hillary after the Lewinsky scandal.	
	
						MARK
			WHOA, hey wait a minute... Donít bring up 
			politics while Iím smoking weed, okay?

						STEPHEN
			(raises his palms up)
			My bad, my bad.
		
Another pause.

						RICK
			Do you know what I really like to do?

						DANDREN
			WHAT, weíre afraid to ask...

						RICK
			Drive up to a girlís house, ring her door- 
			bell, and then get the HELL out of there!

EVERYONE turns to look at Rick.
	
						MARK
			Okay, Parman must REALLLY be high right now.

						RICK
			Uh yea, HIGH...

Everyone laughs without noticing Rick hiding a GUILTY LOOK on his face.  
His expression is almost COMICAL.

EXT. GIRLíS HOUSE - NIGHT - FLASHBACK

SUBTITLE: ďSOMETIME DURING SENIOR YEARĒ

Rickís Corolla drives up to the curb outside the home of a beautiful PINAY.  He 
SLOWLY gets out of his car, and TIPPY-TOES to the front door of the house.  

Looking around for a few seconds to see if no one is WATCHING, Rick QUICKLY 
RINGS the doorbell, and immediately runs back to his car.  He then DRIVES OFF.  
A few seconds later, the Pinay-who is DROP-DEAD GORGEOUS-opens the door.  
She frowns.

						PINAY
			Hello?

BACK TO PRESENT DAY

Rick is still trying to HIDE that embarrassed look he has on his face. 

						RICK
			Whatever you say, Big Papa.
	
						DANDREN
			(after a brief pause)
			Do you know who really pisses me off, though?  				
			Albert and Melvin.  Those lops havenít 						
			changed since high school, havenít they?

						JOHAN
			Apparently not.
			(a pause)
			Of course, their goal after high school
			wasnít gettiní a COMPLETE makeover.

						DANDREN
			(indignantly)
			They didnít look like COMPLETE DWEEBS in 
			high	school, now DIDNíT they?? 

						STEPHEN
			(raises an index finger up to make
			a point)
			MY goalís to be an aerospace engineer.

						JOHAN
			Hey-  I wasnít inferring that YOU looked like 
			a dweeb, man.  Even though you did, with that 
			starboard haircut and 4-inch THICK glasses...

						DANDREN
			Man, FUCK YOU-

						MARK
			(quickly)
			WHOA, calm down kids- It sounds like you two
			have weed stuck in your ass.	
			(Dandren and Johan look at him)
			Thereís only one thing you need to know, and 
			thatís Ben needing a haircut.  GOD...  
			(he shakes his head)
			DOES he need a haircut!!  Just like you, 
			Parman.

Soriano frowns as he looks upward, thinking about how much his head is shaved.  
He then shrugs.

						RICK
			If you say so.  And I didnít EVEN know you
			could get weed stuck in your ass!

Soriano chuckles, although there is SILENCE in the car.

						DANDREN
			Damn, I do NOT want to go back to Davidson...

						STEPHEN
			You belong here, man...with the rest of us
			Lancers.

						DANDREN
			I know, dawg- I know.  Davidson was the 
			only UC school that accepted me, though.

						MARK
			Thatís pretty messed up.

						DANDREN
			And if I went to a Cal State school, 
			I wouldíve been in Long Beach with 
			Soriano...ALL 98 ounces of him.

						RICK
			Up yours, man.

Johan laughs in response.

						DANDREN
			And I still have to pack my stuff 
			up when I	go home...God, I hate school.

Dandren continues to sound high.

						MARK
			I guess weíll call it a night, then.

						JOHAN
			(to Dandren)
			Are you sure you can drive?

						DANDREN
			Nigga, I got ten times as fucked 
			up in Davidson than I did now-and I 
			STILL drove!  Peace of cake, trust me.

Dandren opens his side passenger door.

						DANDREN
			Iíll see you guys a few months from now.

Dandren exchanges high fives with Johan, Mark and Stephen.

EXT. STREET CUL-DE-SAC - NIGHT

Rick and Dandren are the only ones who exit from Markís car.
They both exchange a high five.

						DANDREN
			Later dawg, good luck with school.

						RICK
			Wow... Thatís the first time Iíve
			heard YOU sound really polite.

						DANDREN
			Must be the weed.

						RICK
			Must be.
			(points a finger at Dandren as he walks away)
			Donít get too messed up in Davis.

Dandren walks to his Prelude and gets inside.  Turning the engine on and driving 
off a few seconds later, Soriano and his three friends watch as the Prelude 
disappears down the street.

Rick walks back to Markís car to exchange high fives with him, Johan and Stephen.  
With Mark driving off moments later, Rick heads back into his house.

CUT TO:

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - RICKíS ROOM

Rick walks into his room and turns on the light.  Looking at his table, he picks up 
from it the packet that says SCRIPT FORMATS on the cover.  He then ponders for a second.

INT. SORIANO HOUSE - FAMILY ROOM - FLASHBACK

Lisa and Phil are about to leave the house.

						LISA
			(smiles)
			...anyways, me and Phil are heading 
			to the airport now.  Tell mom and 
			dad I love them when they get home. 

						RICK
			I will.

						LISA
			(smiles)
			And work on that script.

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