FADE IN:
INT. AN EMPTY WHITE ROOM
NASH appears in front of a white screen in a flannel shirt
and beat up jeans.
NASH
(into camera)
Hey kids, I know this is when
Duncan is supposed to tell you all
a mind numbing story about our
childhood that somehow pertains to
the week's plot in an ironic way,
but not this week.
(beat)
You see, last week, some serious
shit went down. Here's a little
recap.
A bubble forms on his right with MARIA's face in it.
NASH (cont'd)
First, I have a chance meeting with
an absolutely stunning girl. No big
deal at first, I figured that would
be our only meeting.
A bubble forms on his left with FRIZZO's face in it.
NASH (cont'd)
Next, Frizzo loses all out rent
money. I decide that the only way
to make the money back in a
reasonable amount of time is by
throwing a rave.
A bubble forms over his head with MAMA's face in it.
NASH (cont'd)
Perfect timing, Mom is going out of
town so the store is fair game for
the location of the fiesta.
MAMA and FRIZZO's bubbles burst and MARIA's takes over half
the screen.
NASH (cont'd)
I bump into Maria again. Now I
don't know what to do. Take a
chance and grow up? Or continue the
legacy of slackerdom that I've made
famous?
He tries popping MARIA's bubble but it won't burst. He shrugs
his shoulders and gets a running start into the bubble.
EXT. SIDEWALK
NASH stands face to face with MARIA, exactly where we left
off, last week.
MARIA
I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name
at the picnic.
NASH
Umm...Nash...Nash Gold.
MARIA
Gold, as in the infamous Gold
Family?
NASH
Hehe, yeah. I kind of help my
brother take care of the store.
MARIA
Ahh, responsible and cute. I like
that.
NASH blushes.
NASH
We're throwing a party there
tomorrow night.
MARIA
(rolls her eyes)
So much for the responsible part.
NASH
(frantic)
No, it's not like that. I'm trying
to help a friend who lost his rent
money on a bet to a ten year old
kid. I'll even tell them to let you
in for free.
MARIA
Gee, how romantic.
NASH drops his head in failure.
NASH
I'm sorry for wasting your time. I
hope to see you at the party, but
if I don't. I completely
understand.
NASH walks away defeated. MARIA feels bad for making him so
upset.
MARIA
Nash...
NASH turns around as if MARIA is about ready to put the final
bullet in.
MARIA (cont'd)
If I can find a babysitter, I'll be
there.
NASH fights a smile out.
NASH
Don't get my hopes up.
CUT TO:
INT. THE GOLD MINE - THE NEXT NIGHT
"The Zookeeper's Boy" by Mew plays in the background. FRIZZO
and NASH sit by the door checking people's IDs and letting
them in. FRIZZO wears a security hat. NASH sits in solemn
silence.
FRIZZO
Oh man, this party idea was
definitely the balls. We've made
enough to cover rent already.
NASH
(barely paying attention)
Yeah, neat.
FRIZZO
What's wrong big guy?
NASH
Haven't you ever wanted more in
life?
FRIZZO
Dude, you're right. We should get a
swimming pool with the extra
money...or a trampoline.
NASH
Nevermind.
(beat)
Take over, I need air.
NASH walks away from FRIZZO. On his way out, he notices
FRANCHILLA trying to score with much younger women, DUNCAN
running around frantically trying to make sure nothing is
broken or stolen, and ANDREW in the middle of the dance
floor, waving glow sticks.
He bumps into CIARA.
NASH (cont'd)
Oh, sorry.
CIARA
Hey partyboy, having fun?
NASH
(dry)
Nope. I'm heading to the roof for
some air, if anybody needs me.
NASH heads for the roof door.
CIARA
(to herself)
I hope he doesn't jump off.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE ROOF
NASH sits in a lawn chair, on the roof, with a joint between
his fingers. He takes a hit every so often.
He walks to the ledge and looks over the city.
ROBERT (O.S.)
What's the matter, crybaby?
NASH falls to the ground in shock at the sight of his dead
father.
ROBERT (cont'd)
Oh get up, Duncan didn't throw a
dramatic fit.
NASH stands up.
ROBERT (cont'd)
Now sit down.
NASH walks back to his lawn chair and has a seat.
ROBERT (cont'd)
Let me guess, you're at a
crossroad. Don't know if you're
living right. Blah blah blah.
NASH
Yeah...
(beat)
Well, except for the blah blah blah
part.
ROBERT
Yeah, I added that one in.
NASH
Touche' old man.
ROBERT
So, what's the problem? Let me
guess...it's a girl.
NASH
Good guess.
ROBERT
Jesus H. Christ! When did my two
sons become such pussies?
(beat)
I'm going to tell you the same
thing I told Duncan with his
girlfriend. If you really like this
girl, you have to grow up.
"Mr. November" by The National plays in the background.
This is nothing like it was in my room
In my best clothes, trying to think of you.
ROBERT (cont'd)
Time to man up. You want to wonder
in your little world of
disappointment forever?
NASH shakes his head.
ROBERT (cont'd)
Then, be a man. Take some fucking
responsibility!
I'm the new blue blood. I'm the great white hope.
ROBERT (cont'd)
That girl is down there right now.
Looking for you. God knows why. I
sure as hell don't know why she'd
waste her fucking time with you.
NASH
Because I'm a good guy.
ROBERT
You're fucking pathetic.
NASH
You never believed in me.
ROBERT
I always believed in you son. You
always let me down.
NASH
Not this time.
I won't fuck us over. I'm Mr. November.
I'm Mr. November. I won't fuck us over.
NASH sprints down the store's staircase. The music continues
to pick up, until he is finally in the party. He arrives just
in time to see MARIA's car drive off.
FADE OUT.