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NICK DRAKE -- Greg's best friend and future computer pioneer. He's

attractive and he's got an edge. A bit of a hot-shot. Genius in the

making.

BENZ AND STILTS -- Inseparable. Benz is flunking out of school and would

like nothing better than to spend the rest of his life reading comic

books. He's tall, perpetually unkempt, awkward, and nervous. Stilts,

contrary to his nickname, is quite short and never without his skateboard.

Stilts is constantly hitting on...

LAURIE -- The sixth member of the group. A teen Theda Bara and as cynical

as you can get. She's what's affectionately known as an "art chick".

The boys in the group, particularly Nick and Stilts, are avid

skateboarders and are frequently seen with their boards. Stilts is always

leafing through an issue of THRASHER magazine.

Right now the group is in the midst of an argument. Nick has a pocket

video game in his hands which he casually plays. He can get through these

games in his sleep. It BEEPS and WHIRS.

NICK:

(to Benz)

You're an idiot, you know that? What're you

going to do when you get out of here?

BENZ:

I was thinking about writing for one of

those Filipino mail order brides...

Stilts and Greg burst into laughter.

STILTS:

I think I saw that on the Home Shopping

Network. The Girlfriend Hour, right after

Auto Accessories.

BENZ:

(giggling)

Exactly.

LAURIE:

You guys are sick.

Alex flops down in a chair and everyone turns.

GREG:

So how'd it go?

Alex shrugs, trying to make light of it.

ALEX:

He thinks I'm "sublimating".

STILTS:

What the hell does that mean?

LAURIE:

It means she's screwed up.

STILTS:

F***ed up. That's what they said I was.

BENZ:

You are f***ed up.

STILTS:

Yeah, but only because I want to be.

GREG:

Would you guys knock it off?

Greg turns back to Alex and looks her in the eye.

GREG:

(continuing)

Listen to me, Alex. These counselor's

don't know anything. They're full of sh*t.

If you don't fit the pattern of the perfect

kid, they freak.

ALEX:

(nodding)

I know.

GREG:

So tell me you're okay, then.

ALEX:

I'm okay.

GREG:

(smiles)

Good. Cause I'd freak if you weren't.

Greg leans over and kisses Alex. The rest of the group launches into

exaggerated GROANS, with Benz and Stilts fluttering their eyes and making

"smooching faces" at each other. The kiss is over and everyone LAUGHS.

Things are okay now.

GREG:

(to Alex)

Hey...watch this...

Greg pulls an old Polaroid camera from his backpack. He leans in close to

her and holds the camera at arm's length, aiming it back at them. FLASH!

And the moment's captured forever.

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