I Am Sam Page #4

BRAD:

Did you get "Blade Runner" for tonight?

ROBERT:

Now it's all my fault?!

BRUCE:

Don't tell me you forgot again. I broke

a date with a daydream to come here.

There's a knock at the door. Ifty goes to get it. Brad

moans when he sees his 65 YEAR OLD MOTHER, ESTELLE, standing

in the doorway.

BRAD:

Mom! I told you Video Night's over at

nine! It's only six-thirty!

ESTELLE:

(unaware of the baby)

Sorry. I'll wait in the lobby.

She exits. Lucy begins to CRY. Brad takes her - like a hot

potato, Robert takes her - now Ifty runs around in circles.

IFTY:

She needs motion. My father drove my

sisters in his taxi to get them to go to

sleep. Two-fifty surcharge on all

taxi's from the airport...

ROBERT:

I got hit by a taxi on Tuesday.

And it all starts again and we --

CUT TO:

EXT. BUS - NIGHT

An empty bus makes its way through the city at night.

INT. BUS - NIGHT

BUS DRIVER:

Main and Temple...again. She out yet?

The camera moves along and stops on the long seat at the

back. Sam lies with Lucy spooned into the crook of his arm,

almost asleep.

SAM:

Almost there, almost there. One more

round and she'll be down for the night.

We hear the song "Golden Slumbers". In a SERIES OF

DISSOLVES, we see Lucy and Sam in DIFFERENT SLEEPING

POSITIONS on the bus seat. Gradually, she GROWS in HIS

PROTECTIVE EMBRACE --

ONE MONTH, THEN TWO. NOW FIVE. She's BIG AND ROUND at SIX

MONTHS. And on and on into the night...

INT. WALMART'S PHOTO BOOTH - DAY

We see Sam and Lucy CRAMMED into the booth, wearing birthday

hats, taking HER FIRST BIRTHDAY picture. We see the PHOTO

STRIP as it comes out of the slot. Sam's shoulder with

Lucy's ear - Lucy's nose with Sam's elbow, their faces never

made it into the picture.

INT. STARBUCKS - 8:30 A.M.

The place is packed. Sam moves from table to table,

cleaning.

SAM:

Double macciatto, low foam, low-fat.

Good choice, very good choice.

Sam turns and WE SEE LUCY attached to him in a handmade

snugly, crocheted by Annie. She faces outward, all hands,

all 16 MONTHS of her; too big for the snugly. She grabs a

croissant from a customer. George looks confused. Then

makes a SWIPE for a customer's coffee, knocking it to the

ground. It SPLATTERS all over an anorexic, on-her-fourth

double-latte WOMAN in a designer exercise outfit. She begins

shrieking. George looks at Sam, this can't go on.

INT. APARTMENT HALLWAY - MORNING

Sam, Lucy by his side, has his foot in Annie's door.

SAM:

Please, Annie! She's too big to take to

work.

ANNIE:

I'm not a baby-sitter. I'm too busy.

LUCY:

Annie, Annie, Annie...

ANNIE:

(suspicious)

Did you teach her that?

SAM:

It was her first word. Very first word.

Annie opens the door, takes Lucy's hand, and pulls her in.

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