Ride Along Page #4

Kevin:

So why do they call chicken nuggets

chicken nuggets? What is a nugget

anyway?

Chloe:

It’s like a piece of gold.

Kevin:

Huh. I guess that’s smart marketing.

Combine two of man’s favorite things:

money and food. These things on my tray

though are like chickens nugget’s third

cousin had a mutated baby that had a

lovechild with a pile of sh*t.

Chloe:

You’ve been going to this school three

years. How have you not realized by

now?

Kevin:

I just really like chicken nuggets. I

just get so hopeful every time.

Kevin sulks his head as he says that. Chloe puts her hand on

Kevin’s shoulder:

Chloe:

It’s going to be alright.

Kevin:

Thanks.

Chloe:

Anyway, you’re driving me to the park

on Saturday. I need to get in shape of

track.

Kevin:

Do I have a say in the matter?

Chloe:

No. I’m not going to be stuck in my

house all day while my brothers blast

college football on the surround sound

for twelve hours. So pick me up at

around noon.

Kevin:

Fine.

11. EXT. A PARK- DAY.

Kevin and Chloe just finished up a run around the PARK. It was

pretty empty for mid-day on a Saturday. Kevin has his headphones

in. Chloe says something but Kevin does not hear it. Chloe pulls

out his headphones.

Chloe:

I said, do you want any water?

Kevin grabs the WATER BOTTLE and takes a sip. Chloe grabs his

IPOD, and starts scrolling through it.

Chloe:

Holy sh*t, you actually have a playlist

titled “EMT motivation?”

Kevin:

Yes. It’s filled with songs that all

have to do with loss, and helplessness,

and some classic pump up songs.

Chloe:

Jesus Christ, you couldn’t sound any

nerdier right now. Plus you are

tempting fate with that playlist.

Kevin:

What’s the worst that will happen?

A bloodcurdling scream ripples through the park.

Girl:

Please, somebody help! Please help! My

dad. . . somebody help!

Chloe:

Call 911, Kevin!

Chloe sprints towards the hysterical screams to help.

Chloe:

What happened?

Girl:

I-I don’t know. One minute we were

jogging together. . . and the next he

collapsed. He won’t wake up.

Chloe:

Alright, my friend over there is

calling 911, I just need you to step

back and give your dad some room.

Chloe stares at the man’s face. She checks the man’s pulse.

After that she does nothing. You see fear start to emerge on her

face. She looks up towards Kevin, terror in her eyes.

11. Ext. Park-20 minutes later. Day

Cut to twenty minutes later. There is no evidence that anything

out of the ordinary occurred, other than a cop car near the

scene. Chloe is sitting on a bench staring into space.

Kevin:

You did great Chloe.

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