I Am Sam Page #2
SAM:
Didn't you just fall asleep, little
girl?
(Lucy cries harder)
Okay, if you say it's time to get up,
then it's time to get up, time to get
up.
(Sam sniffs the air)
Oh my, oh my, oh my. Quite a bit of
business.
He rushes over to the kitchen counter and unsnaps the baby's
pajamas, revealing a cloth diaper held together with
promotional buttons: one says "Hertz, #1 for Car Rentals",
the other a picture of Magic Johnson and reads "Go, Lakers,
Go!" Sam undoes it.
SAM (CONT'D)
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. Let me
see let me see let me see.
Sam attempts to clean and diaper her. He finally manages to
pin the buttons so that it at least stays on.
SAM (CONT'D)
You look very beautiful this morning,
very beautiful.
He holds her up, and the diaper falls down around her ankles.
CUT TO:
We pan across a row of diapers on a supermarket shelf:
HUGGIES, PAMPERS, EXTRA ABSORBENT PAMPERS, LUVS...
INT. WALMART - DAY
Sam stares at the "Great Wall of Diapers", awed. He reaches
for the Pampers, balancing Lucy, then the Luvs, no, the
Huggies. Sam stops moving, Lucy starts CRYING, so he jogs in
place. Sam decides on one of each. He heads to the FORMULA
AISLE. Gerber, Carnation, Carnation Iron Fortified. He
stops. Lucy WAILS. WE HEAR THE SONG "HELP, I NEED SOMEBODY"
INT. SAM'S APARTMENT - 9 P.M.
Sam paces, carrying Lucy who screams at the top of her lungs.
INT. SAM'S APARTMENT - 11:25 P.M.
Sam rocks the CRYING BABY in the hammock. He's exhausted,
but she's just getting started. He puts another blanket on
her.
INT. SAM'S APARTMENT - 1:30 A.M.
Peace. A punch-drunk Sam lays the sleeping baby into the
cradle as if she were a bomb that might detonate.
He tiptoes, his FIST raised victoriously - "YES!" He doesn't
get two steps before Lucy wakes screaming. Defeated, he
picks her up. HELP. The PHONE RINGS. HE PRESSES speaker.
RASPY WOMAN (O.S.)
What the hell are you doing to that
baby?!
He looks out his window and sees ANNIE CASSELL, his neighbor
on the phone, watching him through her window. She is a
strange creature with very thick glasses. We sense a
uniquely profound intelligence behind all that armor.
SAM:
Everything's so tiny, tiny. Tiny.
Everything. Won't you please come over?
Help. I need somebody. Won't you
please please help me.
ANNIE:
You know I can't do that. What does her
mother say?
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