Prisoners Page #2
That old RV is parked up ahead on the side of the road,
the girls are racing each other to it. Joy leaves Anna
in the dust -- SLAPS the RV's bumper victoriously.
Ralph and Eliza pick up the pace and catch up to them.
The RV is parked in front of a house with a FOR SALE
sign.
RALPH (CONT’D)
Come on, let's go.
Eliza walks along the RV peering up at opaque windows
smeared with filth.
ELIZA:
Gross.
Anna starts to climb a little ladder on the back of the
RV, when Ralph pulls her off --
RALPH:
Let’s go --
Eliza grabs Joy’s hand and shooshes Ralph.
ELIZA:
Do you hear that?
They all stop and listen. A radio just came on inside
the RV:
some 1970s Christian folk song.6 CONTINUED:
6RALPH (CONT'D)
(CONTINUED)
ELIZA (CONT’D)
Somebody’s in there.
Anna chucks a piece of ice and it SMASHES LOUD on the
side of the RV. Ralph grabs her hand.
RALPH:
Cut the sh*t, I don’t feel like
getting yelled at. Let’s go.
Eliza takes Joy’s hand and the four of them continue on
around the block...
The rear windshield of the RV. A shadow appears behind
the filthy glass, watching them go...
7 INT. DINING ROOM - THE BIRCHES' HOUSE - LATER 7
The post-dinner table. Dirty dishes piled, half empty
wine glasses. The sound of laughter from the next
room...
8 INT. LIVING ROOM - THE BIRCHES' HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 8
Keller and Grace sit beside one another. Grace is
drinking wine. Keller drinks milk. Nancy shakes her
head as Franklin enters with his trumpet, obviously
drunk.
FRANKLIN:
I’m taking requests.
Anna and Joy run in behind him.
ANNA:
Mom, can I take Joy to our house?
GRACE:
Why?
ANNA:
My red whistle. She’s going to
help me look for it.
Grace shakes her head.
GRACE:
Sweetie, I think that whistle is
long gone.
Anna just stares back, waiting for another answer until:
6 CONTINUED:
(2) 6(CONTINUED)
GRACE (CONT’D)
Fine, but get Ralph and Eliza to
go with you please.
NANCY:
What whistle?
ANNA:
The emergency whistle Daddy gave
me. I lost it...
(thinking)
Hundred and thirty-three days ago.
GRACE:
She’s just like her father.
FRANKLIN:
(to Anna and Joy)
If you want to find a whistle, you
have to whistle for it.
Franklin whistles a little something. Keller rolls his
eyes. Anna and Joy fire back with a tuneless sampling of
Jingle Bells. Everybody laughs. The girls take a bow,
and exit.
FRANKLIN (CONT’D)
OK, Keller, what do you want to
hear?
GRACE:
(giggling, a little
drunk)
He used to love Springsteen in
high school.
FRANKLIN:
Got too much respect for the Boss -
- can’t cover him drunk.
KELLER:
Thank you.
GRACE:
Oh, he likes the Star Spangled
Banner.
Franklin starts to play the Banner. Nancy throws a couch
pillow at him, laughing.
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