Being There Page #5

HAYES:

(stops by the door)

What about medical records? Could

you gives us the name of your

doctor? Or your dentist?

CHANCE:

I have no need for a doctor or

dentist. I have never been ill.

HAYES:

(a smile to Chance)

I see...Well, good day, Mr. Chance.

CHANCE:

(returns smile)

Good day, Sally.

Chance watches as they leave, then puts Franklin's card

on a desk without ever looking at it and turns to stare

at television.

20.INT. TOWNHOUSE - ATTIC - AFTERNOON

A large attic filled with the Old Man's possessions of

the past. Chance enters, turns on an old black-and white

TV with a magnifying lens attached to the front. As it

plays, he selects a fine leather suitcase from several,

takes a hand-made suit from a long rack.

21INT. CHANCE'S ROOM - AFTERNOON

The TV is on as Chance packs his belongings. He tries

to fit in his umbrella, but it is too long for the suitcase.

22EXT. GARDEN - AFTERNOON

Chance, very nicely dressed, with his suitcase and umbrella,

stands in the middle of the garden looking around.

23INT. TOWNHOUSE - FRONT HALLWAY - AFTERNOON

Chance is reluctant to open the front door. After some

hesitation, he gathers up his courage, opens it and steps

outside, closing the door behind him.

24EXT. FRONT OF TOWNHOUSE - WASHINGTON, D.C. - AFTERNOON

Chance stops short on the steps; the front of the townhouse

is run down and the yard filled with trash. He tries

to return to the safety of inside, but the door is locked.

Chance stays on the steps for a moment, ponders which way

to go. Making a decision, he steps to the sidewalk and

walks down the street to reveal a decaying ghetto.

Windows are shattered or boarded up, walls are smeared

with grafitti. Chance passes a group of black people

huddled together in threadbare stuffed furniture on the

sidewalk, a fire burning between them for warmth. Chance

nods politely to the the people; they stare back, no sign of

friendship in their faces.

25EXT. GHETTO STREET - WASHINGTON, D.C. - AFTERNOON

Chance walks along a ghetto sidewalk. He notices some-

thing, moves across the street toward a gang of eight

to ten hard-core ghetto youths.

26EXT. GHETTO STREET - WASHINGTON, D.C. - AFTERNOON

Chance approaches the gang.

CHANCE:

(friendly)

...Excuse me, would you please

tell em where I could find a

garden to work in?

They turn to him as one, silent. After a moment, LOLO, one

of the gang, speaks.

LOLO:

What you growin', man?

CHANCE:

There is much to be done during

the winter, I must start the

seeds for the spring, I must

work the soil...

The leader of the gang, ABBAZ, moves forward and interrupts.

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