Then; an irregular glitch to this setting. A man, JEFF SHAW,
is running as furiously as his jelly-bowl paunch will allow.
In his arms, a large brown shopping bag. Barely avoiding a
collision with the paper boy, he cuts across the lawn,
jiggling the lettering. He crashes into the front door,
finding it locked. He turns and runs around back, just as
Steve opens the front door.
11 INT. FREELING KITCHEN - DAY 11
Shaw blasts past Dana, dressed in a terrycloth robe. She is
eating potato salad right out of the bowl in front of the
Jesus H. Christ!
12 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY 12
Shaw almost loses his footing turning into this room. His
breath exploding in wheezing puffs. He falls into a chair
next to Steve Freeling and FIVE OTHER MALE NEIGHBORS who tear
into the brown shopping bag, surfacing with Michelob Lites.
What’d I miss!?
Oakland’s bringing out Bahr.
Three more! Jesus! I was ahead on
points, now I’m pushing.
13 INT. CHILDREN’S BEDROOM - DAY 13
Diane is straightening things in here when she notices
something that causes her to sadly catch her breath. She
walks forward to the bird cage slowly letting it out. Carol
Anne’s yellow canary is feet up on the bottom of the cage.
Oh Tweety, couldn’t you wait for a
14 EXT. FREELING’S BACK YARD - DAY 14
Robbie is next to a tall, misshapen oak tree that has grown
bent forward, a little too close to the house. Robbie is
marching in circles around the tree, acting brave. He starts
15 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY 15
The Sunday FOOTBALL CROWD is on its feet. Haden has the ball
again and the pass is a “bomb”.
Look at that fuckin’ Dennard run.