sixteen, with dark, intense eyes.
I need a father who's a role model,
not some horny geek-boy who's gonna
girlfriend home from school.
put him out of his misery.
Her mind wanders for a beat.
Want me to kill him for you?
Jane looks at us and sits up.
Yeah, would you?
FADE TO BLACK:
a tree-lined street.
My name is Lester Burnham. This is
my neighborhood. This is my street.
This... is my life. I'm forty-two
years old. In less than a year, I'll
Of course, I don't know that yet.
thrilled at the prospect of a new day.
And in a way, I'm dead already.
He sits up and puts on his slippers.
apparent he is masturbating.
Look at me, jerking off in the shower.
This will be the high point of my
day. It's all downhill from here.
peeping out through the drapes.
That's my wife Carolyn. See the way
matches her gardening clogs? That's
not an accident.
EXT. JIMS' HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
the barking dog.
Hush, Bitsy. You hush. What is wrong?
That's our next-door neighbor Jim.
And that's his lover, Jim.
She had a walk this morning.
And a jerky treat.
You spoil her.
Bitsy. No bark. Come inside. Now.
Lester watches all this from the window.
Good morning, Jim!
I just love your tie! That color!
I just love your roses. How do you
get them to flourish like this?
Well, I'll tell you. Egg shells and
Man. I get exhausted just watching
Lester's POV: We can't hear what Jim and Carolyn are saying,
She wasn't always like this. She
used to be happy. We used to be happy.
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