A New Hope
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               INT. SCHOOL AUDITORIUM


               Parents fill the bleachers of a rather large school
               auditorium. The stage is empty except for a woman in her mid
               40's with far too much make up and very bright red hair. She
               is wearing a dress covered in flowers.


                                   DUNCAN (V.O.)
                         Ever since I was seven years old,
                         I've had a massive case of stage
                         fright.


               The woman steps up to the only microphone on the stage.


                                   WOMAN
                         Ladies and Gentlemen, performing
                         his rendition of Silent
                         Night...Duncan Gold!


               She applauds and walks off the stage. The camera shows
               DUNCAN's mom and the younger version of NASH in the crowd
               applauding too.


                                   DUNCAN (V.O.)
                         Not just a normal case of stage
                         fright, I mean a piss-your-pants
                         anytime-a-crowd-looks-at-you case.


               A young DUNCAN walks up to the microphone. He's wearing a
               nice pair of Levi's, a sweater vest, and a bow tie.


               The woman from before sits at a piano and waits for a signal,
               when she gets it, she starts to play.


               The camera cuts to a grown up version of DUNCAN standing near
               the stage watching. We hear the sound of a young DUNCAN
               vomiting. The older version of DUNCAN shakes his head in
               embarrassment.


                                   DUNCAN (V.O.) (cont'd)
                         My life in a nutshell.


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               INT. DUNCAN'S CAR


               "The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song" by The Flaming Lips plays as DUNCAN
               drives his beat up car to work. He's trying to balance a cup
               of coffee with his jelly donut.


               He tries making a turn with his knees and spills his coffee
               all over his dress shirt.


                                   DUNCAN
                         God dammit.


               He grabs a towel and cleans his shirt off. A large stain is
               still visible so he begins digging through his backseat with
               his eyes on the road the entire time.


               He pulls up a black t-shirt.


                                   DUNCAN (cont'd)
                         It'll have to do.


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               INT. GOLD MINE RECORD STORE


               DUNCAN walks in abruptly by swinging the door as hard as it
               could possibly swing.


               His black t-shirt is that of a 1992 Iron Maiden concert tour.


               FRIZZO pops out to talk to DUNCAN.


                                   FRIZZO
                         Glad to see you here bro.


               FRIZZO notices the t-shirt.


                                   FRIZZO (cont'd)
                         Nice shirt. I went to that show, it
                         was the balls!


               FRIZZO tries to high five DUNCAN but DUNCAN just stares at
               FRIZZO's hand.


                                   FRIZZO (cont'd)
                         Not in the high five mood, that's
                         cool, but you owe me one.


               FRIZZO walks off and DUNCAN continues to the cash register.
               NASH stands there with T-W-A-T written in a red sharpie
               across his forehead.


                                   DUNCAN
                         Hey Nash, how's living with Frizzo?


                                   NASH
                         It's cool I guess. Except I always
                         wake up with him staring at me.


                                   DUNCAN
                         You sleep on the couch or
                         something?


                                   NASH
                         No, we're sharing a bed. If you'd
                         excuse me I have to mark some
                         prices.


               NASH walks off. DUNCAN stands at the cash register alone.


                                   DUNCAN (V.O.)
                         The place wasn't in as bad of shape
                         as I imagined it'd be. Thank God
                         for Ciara. Speaking of which...


                                   ASHLEY (O.C.)
                         Ciara isn't here.


               DUNCAN looks at ASHLEY frightened.


                                   ASHLEY (cont'd)
                         I can read minds, big deal.


                                   DUNCAN
                         Any idea where she is, Demonspawn.


               ASHLEY shrugs her shoulders.


                                   ASHLEY
                         She hasn't been here since you
                         left.


                                   DUNCAN
                         Then who's been running...?


               FRANCHILA barges into the store with a cheap suit and even
               cheaper sunglasses.


                                   FRANCHILA
                             (sniffs the air)
                         I love the smell of commerce. Right
                         after my blueberry bagel.


               FRIZZO runs over and shoves FRANCHILA's face in his armpits.
               FRANCHILA fights it off and pushes FRIZZO away.


                                   FRANCHILA (cont'd)
                         Get off me!


               FRANCHILA's hair is now unkempt and his sunglasses are
               knocked off.


                                   FRIZZO
                         How do you like the smell of that?


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               INT. FRANCHILA'S OFFICE


               FRANCHILA sits at his desk with his feet kicked up onto the
               table. DUNCAN walks in angrily.


                                   DUNCAN
                         What the hell is going on?


                                   FRANCHILA
                         Are you in my office? Because I
                         could've sworn I didn't hear a
                         knock.


               DUNCAN exits the office. We then hear a knock.


                                   FRANCHILA (cont'd)
                         Who is it?


                                   DUNCAN (O.C.)
                         It's me, Duncan.


                                   FRANCHILA
                         I'm busy. Come back later.




               INT. MAIN ROOM OF THE STORE


               DUNCAN kicks a table next to the door of the office.


                                   DUNCAN
                         F this S!!


               He storms out of the building in a fury of rage. NASH follows
               him.


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               EXT. OUTISIDE THE GOLD MINE RECORD STORE


               DUNCAN is walking at a very fast pace to his car with NASH
               with TWAT still written on his forehead trying to catch him.


                                   NASH
                         Wait! Wait!


               DUNCAN ignores him.


                                   NASH (cont'd)
                         Dude! Hold On!


               DUNCAN finally stops and turns around.


                                   DUNCAN
                         What is it?


               NASH is out of breath. He puts up a finger telling DUNCAN to
               hold on. He then puts his hands on his knees and doubles
               over. He takes two of his fingers and checks his heart rate.
               When he's okay to talk he does.


                                   NASH
                         What are you doing?


                                   DUNCAN
                         This isn't the store I inherited.
                         I'm going to find Ciara, finally
                         tell her how I feel.


                                   NASH
                         How are you going to do that?


                                   DUNCAN
                         I'm going to go to her house right
                         now.


                                   NASH
                         Didn't you hear man? Ciara moved
                         back home.


                                   DUNCAN
                         What?!


                                   NASH
                         Yeah, she's in Seattle.


               DUNCAN shows the look of a man who's just been punched in the
               stomach.


                                   NASH (cont'd)
                         I'm sorry, man.


                                   DUNCAN
                         Only one thing to do then.


                                   NASH
                         Yeah, let's just go back inside. We
                         can fuck around with Franchila.


                                   DUNCAN
                             (shakes his head)
                         No Nash, I'm going to Seattle.


               DUNCAN gets in his car, NASH runs around and jumps in the
               passenger side.


                                   NASH
                         You ain't going anywhere without
                         me.


               DUNCAN puts the car into reverse.


                                   DUNCAN
                         Then, WE'RE going to Seattle.


               DUNCAN peels off.


                                                              FADE OUT.




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