Pleasantville Page #2

CLOSE UP. DAVID.

He grabs another handful of Doritos staring at the T.V ...

CUT TO:

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL. (SERIES OF SHOTS) DAY.

A cacophony of modem life. Beepers and nose rings--blue hair

and tattoos. Dissonant boom boxes compete with one another.

The hormones are running crazy.

SCHOOL COURTYARD.

lt is a large open area, alive at lunchtime. Groups of kids

hang out together, divided by their various cliques. The

music pounds in the background.

CLOSE UP. DAVID.

He stands at one end of the courtyard beside a chain link

fence. Beads of sweat form on David's forehead as he speaks

to someone in front of him.

DAVID:

Hi. I mean ...

(pause)

... Hi.

REVERSE ANGLE.

A very pretty blonde girl smiles back at him. It's a warm,

welcoming smile.

CLOSE UP. DAVID.

DAVID:

Look. You probably don't think I should

be asking you this. I mean--not knowing

you well and all ...

REVERSE ANGLE. GIRL.

She smiles wider at him, inviting him to continue.

CLOSE UP. DAVID.

DAVID:

(pause ...)

I mean I know you--everybody knows you

... I just don't know you ...

technically.

REVERSE ANGLE. GIRL.

She nods at him ...

CLOSE UP. DAVID.

DAVID:

Well--I was just wondering--'cause I see

you all the time in Algebra and I heard

you humming that Van Halen song and I

really like that song too ...

(pause)

Anyhow, I don't know what you're doing

this weekend but my Mom's leaving town

and she said I could use her car so ...

REVERSE ANGLE. GIRL.

She positively beams. The girl flicks her blonde hair and

stares back at him adoringly.

CLOSE UP. DAVID.

Instead of smiling back, David just stares, then looks at the

ground.

WIDE ANGLE. SCHOOLYARD.

For the first time WE SEE THAT SHE WASN'T TALKING TO HIM.

David stands a good hundred yards across the schoolyard,

rehearsing this speech while the young woman stands face to

face with a much cooler boy. He has a cell phone and a very

hip haircut.

ANGLE. DAVID.

David watches as the girl throws her arm around the boy's

waist and heads out of the playground ...

CUT TO:

EXT. "LUNCHEON COURT". DAY.

David and his friends are all gathered around the plastic

picnic tables and vending machines that form the luncheon

court. The chess club meets at one end and there are some

teachers at the other. All the cool kids are on the other

side of the fence but David and his friends eat lunch at the

same table every day.

HOWARD:

Okay, whose window did Bud break when he

was playing with his father's golf

clubs?

DAVID:

Easy. Mr. Jenkins. What JOB did Mr.

Jenkins have?

Howard looks at him, puzzled.

DAVID (CONT)

Salesman. What did Bud and Mary Sue name

the cat they found in the gutter?

HOWARD:

Scout?

DAVID:

Marmalade.

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