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Lesson 5
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INT. HOTEL BALLROOM – NIGHT
Formal attire. Waiters, in tuxedos, bustle about with champagne glasses on trays. Delivering the goods to the decked-out patrons at this event.
Robert, a big smile on his face, is at one end of the room whispering into GUEST 1’S ear.
Trent, his eyes glued upon Robert, is at the other end of the room.
Robert makes his charming way to another guest. Whispers into GUEST 2’s ear.
Trent takes this in. Trent barely pays attention to the blonde trying to chat into his ear.
Guest 1 makes his way to Patron 1, whispers into her ear.
GUEST 1
(soto voce)
Word is, the mayor is going to be a no-show. Not happy about some of the funding sources.
Trent, almost as if he’s on guard, stands next to a platform guarded by curtains. A SHOT FROM BEHIND THE CURTAINS reveals an architectural model’s mock-up of NEW CITY CENTER SQUARE.
Trent motions to a body guard type. Russian, anyone can tell.
Steps away. Whispers into the guards ear.
TRENT
Get out there, find out what the gossip is about.
The guard looks quizzically at Trent, as if he doesn’t understand.
TRENT
They’re gossiping. Robert is spreading trash. He whispers, they look at me. I can feel it. And get word to Robert – I want to speak with him before the mayor gets here.
Guest 2 talks to a group of attendees.
GUEST 2
Well, if that’s true, the mayor will kill this deal in its tracks.
He won’t want dirty money like that, so close to city hall.
Robert, in his smiling way, keeps getting closer to Trent. The guard whispers into Robert’s ear.
Trent continues to put on a good show. Big smiles. Confident. And he continues to proudly guard the platform which holds the architectural mock up. Trent is just itching for the unveiling.
Robert makes his way to Trent.
ROBERT
The big moment! You’ll be so proud.
TRENT
Where is the mayor, Robert? He’s late. That was your task.
ROBERT
He is late. I can’t figure out why.
TRENT
I promised I’d wait until he was here, before I unveiled this beautiful project. And I’m getting inpatient. And when I get inpatient, I get anxious. Needy. Like I need something.
ROBERT
What do you need, Trent? Tell me.
TRENT
I need the mayor, like you promised.
ROBERT
You want the mayor? Good, because he’d like to talk to you. Follow me.
Robert walks a few steps toward a back exit.
Trent won’t leave his post. Robert returns. Puts his arm around Trent.
ROBERT
Trent, the mayor wants to talk to you. He’s in the back office.
Robert’s eye engages one of the Russian guards.
ROBERT
(to the guard)
Please, for Trent – keep an eye on his little model here. We’ll be right back.
Trent, hesitant. But senses he’s got little choice.
Robert leads Trent out of the main ballroom, down a hallway, and to an EXIT sign.
EXT. TRASH DOCK – NIGHT
It’s a narrow drive, the kind where a trash truck backs in to pick up the goods. A trash truck blocks the view to the street.
While it’s outside, there is still the feeling of tight quarters.
The MAYOR stands next to another 60-ish man. Another man, also in his 60s, close by, but this one is pure Russian mob.
MAYOR
Trent, you stupid fuck. You stiff my good friend, the best architect in town, over a $135,000 mock-up fee?
TRENT
Well, I was going to pay him when …
MAYOR
(interrupts)
Shut up. You use people. What I’m really pissed about is my good friend Gregov, here. I’d give you a chance to explain, but Trent – you get no second chance for mistakes like that.
Trent looks around. To Robert. To the big guards flanking him.
MAYOR
Robert, we done here? Because I got another event to get to.
ROBERT
Yes, Mayor. We can handle it from here.
The mayor and his guard get into a limo and drive off. When the vehicle is out of view…
…the Russian guards start applying big, big fists, into Trent’s abdomen.
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INT. ROBERT’S HOUSE-LIVING AREA – DAY
A ‘Happy 10th Birthday Robert’ banner hangs from the ceiling, along with a bunch of helium balloons. Party food and soft drinks cover the table. Gifts adorn a small side table.
A variety of 10 YEAR OLD KIDS hang about chatting, eating and drinking.
ROBERT, small for his age, looks through a gap in the curtains. Behind him is JACK, a big bruiser of a kid.
ROBERT
He’s coming.
He turns to Jack.
ROBERT (CONT’D)
Go get ready.
Jack smiles. Rubbing a fist into the other hand as he heads off.
The doorbell rings.
Robert runs to the door, pulling it open.
ROBERT (CONT’D)
Trent! Hey, I’m so glad you could come.
TRENT, well-groomed with perfect hair, holds out a wrapped gift.
TRENT
This isn’t your whole present. I’m going to get you something more.
ROBERT
(takes gift)
Hey, you don’t need to do that. This is great. Thanks. Come in.
TRENT
I wanted to see what else you got first, you know.
ROBERT
Sure. But you don’t need to. I heard about your dad.
Trent stops.
TRENT
What?
Robert drops his voice as he closes the door behind Trent.
ROBERT
I heard about your dad losing all that money.
TRENT
Who told you that?
ROBERT
Um, I don’t know, it was, um…
TRENT
Well it’s not true. Someone’s spreading rumors.
ROBERT
Oh. Well, that’s good then. I mean about your dad.
Trent’s eyes move from person to person in the room.
TRENT
Yeah. I’d still like to know who’s the jerk lying about me. We got plenty of money.
ROBERT
Yeah, well, maybe you best leave it alone, huh?
TRENT
Why? You covering for someone? One of them?
Robert bites his lip.
ROBERT
Look…
He grabs Trent’s arm and drags him over to the table, pouring a soft drink into a paper cup for Trent.
Trent straightens the shirt sleeve that Robert crumpled.
ROBERT (CONT’D)
Jack told me he’s gonna beat you up.
TRENT
(looking around for Jack)
Let him try.
Robert pulls Trent back around. Trent again straightens his sleeve.
ROBERT
Trent. He’s a monster. If he gets you alone he could really hurt you.
TRENT
Is he here?
Robert looks away.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Is – he – here?
ROBERT
I don’t want you to get hurt.
Trent waits, ready to wring it out of Robert.
ROBERT (CONT’D)
He’s in my room. But don’t go there.
TRENT
Does everybody else know about this?
Robert tries to shake his head, then give up and nods.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Then if I don’t, they’re going to call me a coward.
ROBERT
Well, if you do, you better go in swinging. If you don’t get the first punch in, he’ll kill you.
TRENT
(nods)
Thanks.
ROBERT
What you gonna do?
TRENT
I’m going do what you said. Thanks for inviting me to your party.
ROBERT
Hey, I didn’t mean for this to happen.
TRENT
No that’s okay. It’s not your fault.
Trent gulps down the cup of soft drink. He slams the cup down on the table and stalks away in the direction of the bedrooms.
Robert watches him go.
As soon as Trent has disappeared into the interior of the house, Robert signals urgently to the rest of the kids to follow him to the TV screen.
ROBERT
(quietly)
Come. Come on. It’s going to be a great show.
The Kids all follow and gather in front of the TV.
Robert flicks it on.
The scene is of a boy’s room – Robert’s – a high angle from a camera in the corner of the room, the door in view.
ROBERT (CONT’D)
Trent’s about to go in.
They wait.
KID ONE
Where’s Jack?
ROBERT
He should be… he should be there.
A couple of kids snigger and cough – it’s not happening.
ROBERT (CONT’D)
Something’s wrong – just wait.
Robert runs out in the direction of the bedrooms.
INT. ROBERT’S HOUSE-BEDROOM CORRIDOR – DAY
Robert runs down the corridor, slowing to a cautious walk as he approaches his closed bedroom door.
Suddenly, Robert is hit from behind, smashing into his bedroom door.
As he turns to face his attacker, a fist collects him on the nose. Blood spouts.
The door opens and Robert crashes to the floor in his room.
INT. ROBERT’S HOUSE-LIVING AREA – DAY
The kids gasp as on the screen they see Jack laying into Robert who is curled on the floor, trying to protect himself.
TRENT (O.S.)
You getting all this?
KID ONE
Sure am.
Kid One films the scene on the TV screen with a cell phone.
Trent stands next to him.
KID ONE (CONT’D)
What you going to do with it?
TRENT
(shrugs)
It might be useful one day.
Jack gives Robert a final kick and leaves the room.
Kid One stops filming and hands the cell phone to Trent.
KID ONE
Time to go everyone.
The kids clear out, heading for the front door.
Trent looks at the screen.
TRENT
Happy birthday, Robbie. That’s for telling lies about me.
He pockets his phone, straightens his shirt sleeves, and turns off the TV screen.
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INT. NOBLE HOTEL, LOBBY – NIGHT
ROBERT (33) dressed to the nines in a tuxedo looks around nervously. He approaches the front desk in an overly self-assertive manner.
ROBERT
I’m here for the birthday gala… where…
RECEPTION LADY
Good evening, sir. How are you doing?
(pause)
How can I help you?
ROBERT
Ah… good evening… hmm, I’m looking for the… Mr. Byron Birthday Gala… Mr. Trent Byron.
The Reception lady smiles and shakes her head.
RECEPTION LADY
I’m sorry Sir… Mr. Byron? But are you sure?
Robert reaches into his pocket and takes out an amazing looking invitation.
ROBERT
Yes… here is the invitation…
He hands the invitation over to the reception lady, who looks at it.
A clerk behind the desk nudges his colleague. They try to stay serious. Robert notices it and tries to look relaxed.
ROBERT
I’m probably a bit early.
(pause)
I could wait and have a drink at the bar…
RECEPTION LADY
Sir… I’m really sorry, but we don’t have a birthday gala tonight…
Robert takes the invitation back and looks around.
RECEPTION LADY
I’m really sorry.
(pause)
Why don’t you call Mr. Byron and find out?
Robert looks for his phone.
NINA (25) enters the lobby. She is nicely dressed but not too elegantly. She glances around and sees Robert.
NINA
Robert?
She approaches Robert and can hardly believe it’s him.
NINA
What are you doing here? I mean, look at you?
Robert is relieved to see somebody he knows, but also embarrassed because he realizes he’s overdressed.
ROBERT
Are you also here for Trent’s birthday gala?
NINA
Wow, birthday gala? This sound pretty fancy. Trent just invited me and told me that it’s the three of us.
Robert hands her over the invitation.
Nina laughs, Robert puts up a fake smile.
NINA
You should know him… he’s always a bit exaggerating…
ROBERT
Where is Trent actually? Why is he not with you?
(pause)
Are you still together?
Nina laughs.
NINA
Of course, I was just working till before, so we thought it’s better to meet here… but I don’t know why he wrote you such an invitation…
ROBERT
Let’s go to the bar and have a drink till our birthday kid arrives.
Nina and Robert go to the bar.
ROBERT
You look great… I mean, we have not seen each other for a while.
NINA
Yes, what are you up to?
Robert looks quietly at Nina.
NINA
What’s wrong?
Robert clears his throat.
ROBERT
You’re such a great looking woman…
(pause)
I really don’t know what Trent’s problem is.
Nina looks critically at Robert.
ROBERT
I don’t know if I should tell you, but lately Trent always mentioned a “Simona”…
NINA
Simona?
ROBERT
Yes, every time I wanted to see him, he was busy or mentioned this Simona.
Nina looks rattled.
ROBERT
I did not want to worry you… maybe it’s just work related.
(pause)
Are you actually still kickboxing?
NINA
Now, when you say this… he was a bit strange lately…
Trent (30) casually dressed arrives at the bar. He has a big smile on his face.
TRENT
Nina… Robert… so, nice you’re here. Uh… Robert, nicely dressed.
Nina kisses Trent hesitantly. Robert gives Trent a big hug and squeezes him excessively. Trent pushes Robert away.
TRENT
Hey man…
Trent steps back and scrutinizes Robert with a smile. Then he takes off a hair of Robert’s shoulder.
TRENT
Nicely dressed, man.
Robert waves the invitation.
ROBERT
What about this?
Trent leans over to Robert.
TRENT
Hey man… listen… I got a problem… I left my credit card and everything at home…
ROBERT
So, I guess you want me to take the bill, right? After renting this tuxedo? I mean, are you ok?
TRENT
Sorry man… but I will pay you back later.
ROBERT
Why don’t you ask Nina?
(pause)
I just forgot something at the desk… I’m right back.
Robert leaves the bar quickly.
NINA
What’s the matter with you? You’re late… you do an number on Robert…
TRENT
That was funny… I asked at the front desk and they told me that he looked pretty lost…
NINA
… and what’s with this Simona… Robert mentioned you lately mentioned a Simona…
Trent shrugs.
The reception lady enters the bar. When she spots Trent, she walks straight toward him and hands him a nice rose together with a little envelope.
Trent looks puzzled.
Robert comes back nonchalantly.
ROBERT
Nina, Trent? What about some dinner? I mean… let’s celebrate Trent’s big birthday…
(pause)
It’s just the three of us, no?
Trent looks still puzzled. He opens the envelope and reads the card.
TRENT
Happy birthday… and love… Simona…
(pause)
Simona? Who?
Nina has tears in her eyes. She turns away.
NINA
I… I just quickly go to the restroom…
Robert hands her a handkerchief.
ROBERT
I’m so sorry Nina… I’ll go to the restroom with Trent as well and find out what’s up.
Nina nods and stumbles away.
Robert puts his arm around Trent’s shoulder.
ROBERT
Let’s go for a quick talk.
Trent looks terribly confused.
TRENT
Yeah man… I don’t know what’s happening here.
Robert and Trent leave the bar and walk towards the restroom.
INT. NOBLE HOTEL, MEN’S RESTROOM – NIGHT
Robert opens the door to the restroom and let’s Trent enter first.
TRENT
Oh man, somebody sets me up… I don’t know what to tell Nina…
Nina appears from behind the door and deals him a heavy blow. Trent sinks to the floor.
NINA
Happy birthday, Trent! -
AUDREY
LESSON 5 QE CYCLE #1
EXT. LONG ISLAND BACKYARD – DAY
Pool. Cabana, Outside Bar, CLOWNS, KIDS running everywhere. Pink balloons. ADULTS socializing. It’s a kid’s Birthday Bash.
TRENT sees an OLD LADY, slowly making her way to a seat. JOE, standing close-by…
TRENT
Hey!… Joe! Take the nice lady to sit. Get her something to eat… Drink. Whatever she wants.
Joe takes the Old Lady’s arm….
EXT. LONG ISLAND FRONTYARD – SAME
Car idling, as ROBERT jumps out on the passenger side. Pokes his head in the window. To THE DRIVER, a massive man…
ROBERT
I won’t be long!…
EXT. LONG ISLAND BACKYARD – MOMENTS LATER
ROBERT enters with an OVER-STUFFED TEDDY BEAR the size of a 5 year-old. The Kids all see it and come running, giggling.
ACROSS THE YARD
Trent, seeing Robert, jaws tightens, his glare could slice a man in two.
BACK TO ROBERT
THE BIRTHDAY GIRL, all in pink, runs to Robert and hugs The Bear. Instantly, in love with it… And they’re the same size!
THE BIRTHDAY GIRL
Thank you, Mr. Robert! It’s Perfect!
She’s off with the Over-stuffed Teddy Bear.
SUZANNE, The Birthday Girl’s mother, smiling, approaches… Gives a light touch to Robert’s arm…
SUZANNE
Robert, so good to see you! Fix yourself a drink! Stay awhile!
She scurries back to the party.
Trent approaches, mustering a smile…
ROBERT
Hey Trent!
TRENT
Where you been?
Robert rubs his hands together, indicating, he’s made some money.
ROBERT
Been tied up. Had a game going…
TRENT
Yeah?
ROBERT
Yeah!… I’m feeling lucky. Any action here?
Trent, takes a Nano second, lying.
TRENT
Yeah! Yeah… We’re in the Hole!
Robert, knows The Hole well, played there many times. He heads in that direction… Trent follows.
ALCOVE OF THE HOUSE
As soon as they turn the corner, Trent grabs Robert, hurls him against the wall, elbow to the chest…
TRENT
What the fuck are you doing here?
Robert stumbles, gasping, grabs his chest. Coughs. Can’t talk.
ROBERT
(winded)
Come-on’ Trent! You still believe that shit… I had nothing to do with any of it.
TRENT
You like money. Do anything to get it. Lie. Cheat–
ROBERT
— I’ve never killed nobody.
TRENT
I don’t want you around me!
One day Chris is alive. The next he’s dead. And what’s missing on the dead man? A Rolex! And by coincidence, one week later…
Snatching up Robert’s wrist, exposing a Rolex.
TRENT
You got the same watch!
Robert wrestles his wrist free. Shoves Trent back, hard.
ROBERT
Yeah! You’d like it to be me. Rumor has it… you might’ve been the last one to see Chris. We all know you’ve always wanted everything he has.
Trent hauls a punch… SMACK on Robert’s jaw. He hits the ground. Out of nowhere, The Driver, grabs Trent, lands a crushing blow to the abdomen, upper cut to the jaw, another on the nape of his neck. The Driver comes at Trent again when…
Trent, drops to his knees, doubled over, wheezing, can’t catch his breath.
A BEAT as Robert gathers himself.
ROBERT
My apologies to Suzanne. Sorry, I couldn’t stay.
Robert and The Driver walk away.
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EXT. CARNIVAL TRAILER, DUST BOWL ERA, NEBRASKA – NIGHT
Shabby furnishings, but there’s a faded glory to the purple velvet couch, leather chairs and carved oak desk.
TRENT, carnival empresario, goes over the books. Shakes his head in disgust. He unlocks a money box, takes out a meager roll of cash and counts it into piles.
A KNOCK. Trent quickly puts the money back, puts the box in a drawer and locks it.
TRENT
Come in!
ROBERT, a newly hired circus clown, enters, wearing longies and a tutu.
TRENT
Just the man I want to see.
ROBERT
I’m ready to go on, sir. Did I do something wrong?
TRENT
Not at all. Sit, sit.
Trent pours 2 glasses of whisky and offers Robert a cigar. Lights it for him.
ROBERT
It’s not my birthday. To what do I owe the honor?
TRENT
It’s your first night. I wanted to show how glad I am ya joined our little big top. Ticket sales are improving. I’m in a good mood so why not show it? Ya ready to go on?
ROBERT
Yes, sir.
TRENT
Good, so all rehearsed and ready with the rest of the guys?
ROBERT
No, Tom says I should to take my cue from them.
TRENT
He did, did he. I told him to welcome ya with open arms. And you don’t feel welcome I take it?
ROBERT
Times are tough. He’s the troupe leader. They have their own way of doing the act and I don’t want to be seen as taking over or trying to show them up. Tom’s got a right to be leery of me. We’ll get on fine soon as he sees I mean no harm.
TRENT
I’ll remind him.
ROBERT
You’re the boss.
TRENT
Meaning he’ll do what I tell him and like it, by God. But you could’ve set him straight. I heard tell you held your own at one time, bare knuckles, and then went on to fight with the gloves. You could’ve show ’em what’s what, if you’d had a mind.
ROBERT
I don’t do that anymore. I try to keep to myself and not ruffle any feathers.
TRENT
Ruffle ’em I say! What was your record in the ring?
ROBERT
I don’t recall.
TRENT
Come on now. Don’t be modest. If what I heard is true —
ROBERT
Sure, I could tell you a few tales, over glass or two, but those days are behind me. When I take a punch now it’s for pretend, to keep the parents and kids happy.
TRENT
The crowd likes a clown act, prat falls, big shoes, silly stunts, but I’m looking for more.
ROBERT
From me?
TRENT
I asked myself what would get ’em on the edge of their seats and keep ’em there? Give ’em a spectacle they wouldn’t soon forget? Something marquee?
ROBERT
You obviously have something in mind. If you want to change the act…
TRENT
I do. And I got myself a new backer already reeled in, who’ll shell out, soon as I tell ’em all the pieces are together.
ROBERT
What’s missing? Props?
Trent pulls out his pocket watch.
TRENT
Look at the time. Walk with me, my good man. You’ll see for yourself.
The men leave the wagon.
EXT. CARNIVAL TENT – NIGHT
A big tent, crowds filing in. Above the entrance, a painted sheet flaps, a clown in a boxing ring with his dukes up against a kangaroo.
ROBERT
Oh! I didn’t know you had a new act. The guys didn’t mention it.
TRENT
Didn’t want to spoil their fun.
ROBERT
Why not?
TRENT
Tis better to keep things spontaneous. Stay fresh that way. ‘Roos name is John L. After the great fighter. Now don’t hurt him, son. He’s gotta feel like he’s in charge. Make it look real though.
ROBERT
Wait a minute. You want me to fight him?
TRENT
It’ll be fine. You know your stuff. Just use your footwork and dance around the ring until he’s tired. Let him get in a few punches, if you know what I mean. Make it look real. The crowd loves a good ass kickin’ but stay light on your feet!
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Patty Wilson’s Scene / Robert and Trent
INT. UPSCALE RESTURANT – NIGHT
A grinning Trent motions to Robert to follow him. Robert, slightly drunk, sways, the Scotch in his glass sloshes over the edge. Only a few drops.
Robert
Where are we going? Hey Trent, you throw a nice party man.
Trent laughs, slaps Robert on the back.
Trent
Anything for you! You deserve it!
Robert smiles as the two men walk down the hall, deep plush carpet, dark oak paneling. The sound of muted laughter, glasses, tinkle of silverware fades.
RESTURANT – PRIVATE DEN
Trent opens a door and ushers Robert in. A gentleman’s lounge decked in maroon leather with dark paneled walls. Two easy chairs flank a fireplace complete with fire. A flat screen over the fireplace.
A bar on one side of the room, two leather couches face each other in the center.
Robert stops. Impressed.
Robert
Wow! I didn’t know this was here! And I though I knew everything about this place. Did you rent this with the rest of party? Hey, how about the boss? Isn’t he hammered? And did you see his old lady? What a looker – even at her age. I think she wants me,
Trent
Tell me, how did you nail her?
Robert
I never said I slept with the boss’s wife, but, well –
Robert winks. Trent nods. Adjusts his tie and coat. He’s wearing an upscale suit as befitting the occasion.
Robert
She flirts with all the young executives. Phil, Tom. But with me – (spreads his hands out) — you know how it is. I can satisfy them all.
Trent sits in one of the chairs by the fire. On the end table between the chair are two glasses of Cognac, two Cuban cigars.
As he lights a cigar, Trent offers one to Robert. Carefully smooths his suit and adjusts the glasses.
Trent
Have a cigar! A glass of Cognac.
Robert puts his scotch on the bar, steps over to Trent. Grabs the Cognac and downs it in one gulp.
Robert
Don’t mind if I do.
Trent (whispers)
You can tell me, is that how you got the promotion? The boss’s wife?
He sits. Leans in towards Trent, his voice low.
Robert
Not exactly.
Trent
Not exactly. Hard work, right?
Robert nods. Grins.
Robert
Hey – thanks for throwing me this party! I thought you’d be pissed because I was promoted.
Trent (smiles)
Can’t say I’m not disappointed. But you’re a good friend and it pays to have friends in high places, right?
Trent stares at the fire, his smile fades. Robert looks around, as if he expects —
Robert
I thought we’d be joined by – you know – the hot number in accounting, maybe some others –.
Trent
I have some friends coming –
Robert (chuckles)
You have friends?
Trent (ominous)
Sure – don’t we all need friends? Right Trent? With your social network, the promotion —
Robert
Trent, buddy, haven’t you ridden on my success? I mean Shelly, she’s into you, after me of course –
Trent pulls his phone, leans across to Robert, shows him the screen.
Trent
I own you. This is my celebration tonight.
A confused Robert stands.
Robert
I need another cognac. Is the bottle over there? And I have no idea what you’re talking about. Sure, you’re on my team.
Trent hands Robert the Cognac bottle from beside his chair. He then punches buttons on his phone. Picks up a controller, snaps on the TV.
ON THE TV SCREEN
Robert and the boss’s wife making love. A TEENAGE GIRL is at the bedroom door with her iphone. Recording.
Trent
You’ve been played!
Robert freezes in horror. Blood drains from his face.
Trent smiles like the cat that caught the canary.
Trent
Good thing I’m friends with the boss’s daughter’s nanny. From now on in, Robert, you will ensure that I’m your vice-president. (pause) with the appropriate salary.
As Robert meets Trent’s gaze he raises an arm with the bottle of cognac. Robert swings the bottle catching Trent’s head as he lunges forward.
The heavy bottle cracks, but no liquor is spilled. Robert SCREAMS and pounces over Trent, bringing the heavy bottle down on his head. Again.
Trent covers his head with his arms.
TRENT
Stop! Stop!
Robert pants. He stops swinging the bottle. Looks down at the crumbled Trent. Gives him a savage kick.
He leans down, snatches Trent’s phone out of his hand. Throws the phone in the fire.
The video on the TV screen vanishes.
Robert kicks Trent again. Storms out.
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Jennifer’s Q+E Scene – Draft 1
INT. CHURCH – DAY
ROBERT, early 30’s is the best man for TRENT, also in his early 30’s who is about to get married. They have been friends since they were dorm mates at college. Robert and Trent are in the bathroom getting themselves ready for the wedding ceremony. Robert is casually struggling with his bow tie.
ROBERT
So, did you get a look at the bridesmaids? Guess they had quite the partaaaye on that little dinner cruise they went on huh ….
TRENT
You don’t know how to tie that do ya?
ROBERT
Did I say I couldn’t tie a flippiin’ bow tie? Huh? C’mon, I’m the man!
TRENT
Clearly you can’t dude.
Trent yanks the bow tie off of Robert’s neck and reaches into his faux leather Lois Vuitton men’s shoulder bag.
TRENT (CONT’D)
Here. This will work.
He presents Robert with a “clip-on” version.
ROBERT
You’re kidding me, right? What do you think this is dude, kindergarten?! Jesus Christ!
TRENT
I know you and I know you’re a buffoon ok? Today of all days man, you gotta pull this off and so I snagged this “Dior” clip on.
Robert checks it out and is duly impressed.
ROBERT
Sweet. This is class.
TRENT
Ya gotta pull this off for me today bud. You gotta look like a “class” act cuz I’m marrying a classy lady.
ROBERT
Yeah. Right. That’s not what I heard she was on the girls night out “cruise with booze”.
TRENT
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
The sound of wedding party guests are heard outside the door. Both men freeze. They glare at one another. Trent grabs Robert by the back of his blazer jacket and drags him into a small cloak room connected to the bathroom.
ROBERT
What bullshit are you spouting about now? Just before I’m about to have the biggest moment of my entire life? The moment I’ve been dreaming of my entire life?
TRENT
Hey, it’s me, ya know, like I don’t know why you’re marrying Kristina.
Robert winces and begins to breath loudly and deeply. His hands in tight fists.
ROBERT
What’s that supposed to mean?
TRENT
That she’s about to have your baby and she’s marrying you cuz she and her parents think you’re rich as shit.
Robert pops him one right on the nose. Trent bends over dripping blood all over his suit. Robert straightens his bow tie, sniffs and brushes back his hair.
ROBERT
You are so full of absolute shit ya know that? I needed a best man today and it looks like I picked the wrong guy. I should’ve known you’d pull this crap. There’s a suit jacket in the trunk. Snap to it – we got 5 minutes til show time.
Robert tosses Trent his car keys and exits.
End of Scene
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INT. CONFERENCE ROOM – DAY
The celebration is winding down. Lawyers and secretaries file out. Cake plates and champagne flutes lie scattered about. Someone comes in to clean up as Robert and Trent remain.
One of the cleaning crew catches Trent’s eye. Trent nods.
Robert has just bought Trent’s ball bearing distribution company.
TRENT
I gotta hand it to you, Bob. You’re a hell of a negotiator.
ROBERT
Coming from a shark like you, I take that as a compliment.
TRENT
That clause you insisted on in the contract turned out pretty good for you.
ROBERT
My lawyers thought it was prudent to include it.
TRENT
Who would have thought? “If net revenue decreases by five percent in the quarter prior to closing, the purchase price shall automatically drop by two million dollars”.
ROBERT
It came in handy for sure.
TRENT
I agreed to let it stay in because we’ve never had that kind of drop in sales in one quarter in the forty five year history of the company.
ROBERT
Yeah, that was too bad, I guess.
TRENT
We never expected it to kick in.
ROBERT
You never know.
TRENT
That story in the WSJ about defective parts coming in from China and being re-labeled as our product, made in the U.S., really knocked sales in the head. And that ended up costing me two million dollars.
ROBERT
That’s business, Trent.
TRENT
I’m just curious where that rumor came from.
ROBERT
You know how rumors are, Trent. You never know where one comes from, or who started it.
TRENT
I’ve looked under every mousepad and desk chair and laptop in the company, and there was nothing there. So it had to come from outside the company.
ROBERT
If you’re sure you made a thorough search.
TRENT
I’m pretty sure, Bob.
ROBERT
Well, have a glass and just enjoy your big payday and don’t worry about it.
TRENT
You don’t have any idea where it might have come from do you?
ROBERT
Like I said, those things just spring from the earth sometimes, like mushrooms after a rain.
TRENT
Robert, I could buy and sell you from my pocket change. We didn’t need the company anymore with our change in direction, and that’s why I agreed to sell it to you. But that two million is kinda stuck in my craw.
ROBERT
Maybe a little champagne will dislodge it.
TRENT
Something will.
ROBERT
Well, it’s a great day!
Robert raises his glass.
ROBERT
Cheers! And congratulations!
An assistant enters.
ASSISTANT
Trent, the bank is on the line. They would like to speak with Robert. Something about holding up funding.
TRENT
That’s ominous. Robert you better talk to them.
ROBERT
Can you put the call through?
TRENT
Why don’t you take it in the visitors’ office? You can have some privacy in there. The walls are soundproof.
The assistant shows Robert to the visitors’ office and closes the door behind him. Robert does not see the two masked men until they start beating him. They continue until the two million has been beat out of his flesh.
END SCENE
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Shelley Darling, QE Cycle #1
INT. NEW ENGLAND BAR-DUSK
Happy Hour is now over. Robert and Trent continue drinking while telling stories and celebrating Trent’s return to town. Old resentments are rising.
ROBERT
(Country music blasting. Holding his beer glass up over the booth, looking for the Bartender to order more beers)
BARTENDER
Good to see you boys back together. How long has it been?
ROBERT
Years. Well, he’s back alright. Now working as the big boss man.
BARTENDER
You boys have always been at it, competitors since prep school, right? Two more pale ales?
TRENT
(laughing-boasting) Good to see you, too.
Do you remember that touchdown I racked up? Shattered the high school record! A performance that still reigns supreme in rushing history! What do you say, serve us up another?
ROBERT
There you go again, always acting as though it was a solo act.
TRENT
…the tracks of a legacy that many still can’t comprehend as being athletically possible!
ROBERT
Stop! You know, you wouldn’t have gotten there without me and the others. You never ever mention it was us guys that got you there.
TRENT
Where are you going with this? You were hiding behind the others.
ROBERT
Just saying. I can see you haven’t changed a bit. (Changing the subject) Rumor has it you’re broke.
TRENT
Who? What rumor-still the town gossip, I’m surmising.
ROBERT
Cat got your tongue? Mr. high and mighty.
TRENT
How did you hear about this? Wait a minute…wait, I can see by your face you’ve seen Angel. When?
ROBERT
She showed up at the site-water bottling company last night before I closed down. Heard you’re actually bankrupt.
TRENT
Can’t seem to stay out of anyone’s business, ever. Never going to get over her, are you? Got to stick your nose in.
ROBERT
She came over to me, man. We were swinging partners, you’re always needing to one-up everyone. If you hadn’t gotten her pregnant…
TRENT
Why you…still a dirty, drunk bastard.
ROBERT
That’s it- I’m gone.
Trent pushes Robert. Scuffling, they knock into the bartender.
BARTENDER
(Saving the drinks in hand, he backs into the shelf, knocking off the antique green bottle. A woman, upset, leaves cash and runs out the front door)
Hey boys, enough, take it outside! I’ll just put it on your tab, like always-
ROBERT
Out the back door-
The men are tussling, and the fight is escalating. Robert sees the back of the woman enter her car and drive off through the misty rain.
ROBERT
(Punches Trent in the face) One for the road and taking Angel.
TRENT
(Trent punches Robert in the stomach, then continues to kick Robert’s butt) You were nothing and still nothing. If it weren’t that you were close to the family-I’d…(They hear a car crash and stop abruptly)
ROBERT
Shit, what was that?
TRENT
Worse than the lightning bolt that hit the tavern years ago-
ROBERT
(Leaving the parking lot, heads back into the tavern)
Enough, for now, loser. See you tomorrow, I’m going back in to call the cops-
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Screenwriting U. – Lesson 5 – scene – J.K. Landers
INT. ARMY BASE – NCO CLUB – NIGHT
The club hums with the voices of the pre-dinner crowd of non-commissioned soldiers, some in fatigues, some in dress uniforms, and some in civilian attire. TRENT (23, buck sergeant, wiry, military haircut, starched fatigues) enters and works his way through the crowd, his eyes searching for…ROBERT (23, Spec 5, heavy set, cocky) sits at a table near the far wall. Trent makes his way to the table.
ROBERT
Well, hey-hey, Jose. How are they hanging today?
TRENT
They’re hanging. You?
ROBERT
Never better, my man. What can I get you?
TRENT
The 25 bucks you owe me would be nice.
ROBERT
Sure. Let’s have a beer first.
Robert motions a waitress over.
ROBERT
A Bud for my best bud, if you please.
(to Trent)
Look at the ass on her! There oughta’ be a law.
TRENT
You said you were good for it on payday.
ROBERT
Remind me. What’s this?
TRENT
You had the eighth race solved, you said. The trifecta. You’d lost all your money but that was your bailout.
ROBERT
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I can’t believe how that came out.
TRENT
I looked for you at your barracks on payday.
ROBERT
Yeah, I don’t hang around the Boy’s Club much.
TRENT
How come you didn’t get back to me?
ROBERT
Never got the message.
TRENT
Got the 25?
ROBERT
Not just this moment. I had to pay some bills, know what I mean? Don’t worry, I’ll get you your 25.
TRENT
I’m counting on you.
ROBERT
Sure, dude. Got you covered.
TRENT
Hey, before I go. I scored some great hash. You want a sample? On the house, for my best bud.
ROBERT
Sure.
TRENT
(standing)
Step into my office.
They walk through the NCO club to the latrine, Trent leading, Robert slapping hands with people he sees on the way.
INT. NCO CLUB LATRINE – NIGHT
Trent glances around. The place is empty. He leads Robert to the furthest stall, opens the door, and gestures for Robert to enter first. Robert does. Trent fishes one hand into his pocket.
TRENT
Have I got a surprise for you, Best Bud.
Trent’s hand comes out of his pocket in a fist, and he sucker-punches Robert with a wicked uppercut. Robert stumbles back and falls on the toilet. Trent slugs him several more times as he speaks.
TRENT
Best bud, huh.
(slugs Robert)
You told your barracks buddies what a sucker I was.
(slugs him again)
That I’m a stupid sap.
(slugs him again)
Well hotshot, this bud’s on you.
Trent finishes him with a final roundhouse hook and leaves Robert bloody, limp, semiconscious on the toilet.
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Lesson 5: Re-write after reading scenes from there writers
Bill Southwell 1st rewrite
Annual Awards Banquet. Round tables set up. Robert comes in and finds an empty table and sits. Soon Trent comes into the hall, sees Robert, and sits at the same table.
INT. DINING HALL – EVENING
Robert
Sit here Trent, we can chat.
Trent sits down but across the table from Robert
Trent
I usually don’t attend these events. But this year is different.
If I get the Outstanding Achievement Award it will mean
I’ll get into MIT graduate school.
Robert
That would be great for you.
TRENT
What do you plan to do after graduation?
ROBERT
Like you. Graduate school somewhere. But not MIT,
I could never afford that.
TRENT
That is where my father got his PhD.
ROBERT
Also, I do not have the mathematical skills that you have.
TRENT
Well, it takes more than that to get ahead these days.
It is who you know more than what you know.
ROBERT
Oh, but you do have a great background, you get A’s
In all your classes.
TRENT
Yeh, but so will all the other applicants to MIT.
ROBERT
Probably. It’s sad. My transcript is riddled with B’s
TRENT
That’s why one must overcome weak spots,
grease the skids, so to speak.
ROBERT
You know, Trent, my best learning experience in college
has been working with you on our senior project.
TRENT
That was a lot of fun. And we did really well. We did
show that our solar cell coating did increase
Photovoltaic Efficiency.
ROBERT
Absolutely! And it is quite a timely achievement
with all the emphasis on solar energy these days.
TRENT
But you know, that aside, in my essay that we had to
submit for this award, I did not say anything about
that. I submitted the accomplishments of my pedigree.
ROBERT
You mean your father?
TRENT
Yes, and his father also. My grandfather was issued
a patent for a high pressure shut-off valve used in
hydraulic brake systems.
I wanted to show them that creativity is in my genes.
ROBERT
Well, good luck. I know you will do well in your career.
Dinner plates were served. The Dean, at the Speakers table, stands up to announce the awards.
THE DEAN
And now we come to the final recognition. The
Outstanding Achievement Award. Each year, the
College of Engineering honors the individual whose
accomplishments far exceed the normal and will
have the most benefit to society. This year the
competition was so great that the judges required
written essays from each candidate to assist them
in finding the real winner.
He pauses while he opens the envelope.
THE DEAN
And the winner is: Robert Anderson, for his discovery
of an optical coating that has been shown to
increase the efficiency of solar cells.
TRENT
At the table Trent bursts out to Robert.
WHAT? That was my invention!
THE DEAN
Will Robert come forward to accept this Certificate
And Plaque?
Robert, quickly gets up and moves to the speaker’s table amid loud applause.
THE DEAN
Robert, this is a well-deserved recognition. Even
A small increase in solar cell efficiency will result in
Megawatts more energy worldwide. Your essay on
how you designed and developed that coating was
truly inspiring.
Congratulations.
Robert moves back to the table where Trent is sitting.
People are standing and applauding.
TRENT
I also want to congratulate you but in my
own way. Let’s go back to the Lab where it is quiet.
The DEAN dismisses the meeting and Trent and Robert go to the Lab.
INT. Engineering Lab – EVENING
TRENT
(Enraged) You liar! You knew this was my
Invention. You just worked on the project
to demonstrate the proof of concept. Your
essay must have been quite a tail—a total
lie!
Trent beats up on Robert.
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