Chozen Page #5

Chozen can’t really hear him, but he pumps his fist inexcitement.

EXT. CAFETERIA - NIGHT

Chozen weaves through tables, tray piled with food. He spiesTROY (19, thin, geeky) at a table alone with a LAPTOP. Chozenplops down next to him, a little too close.

CHOZEN:

Mmm Mmm, these fries is on point.

What’s crackin’?

Troy ignores. Chozen points at the laptop with a french fry.

CHOZEN (CONT’D)

I need to use that. I’ll give you aSalisbury steak.

TROY:

Thanks, but, I have a paper due inthe morning.

Chozen looks left and right and leans in close, intimidating.

CHOZEN:

I’d hate to see your computersmashed up on the ground withmacaronis and Salisbury juices allover it. That’d be a waste of food,

nah mean?

Troy is scared. Chozen slides over his old MARKED UPPUBLICITY SHOT OF PHRESH PHRIENDS, he circles Crisco and

Ricky.

14.

CHOZEN (CONT’D)

Find these men.

TROY:

This is just a picture.

CHOZEN:

Indeed it is. Analyze this withyour technology. Their facialpatterns, iris constructions.

TROY:

I can’t do that.

CHOZEN:

I don’t believe you.

TROY:

Can I just have their names?

Chozen perks up.

CHOZEN:

Oh snap, that’s all you need?

Chozen starts writing the names on the photo. Looks up.

CHOZEN (CONT’D)

Can you make musics with thatthing?

TROY:

(sarcastic)

Uh, yeah.

2 JOCK BULLIES walk up to the table. Troy cowers.

BULLY #1

Well looky here, a little p*ssy anda big d*ckhead. How perfect.

Bully #2 knocks Troy’s drink to the ground. Chozen casuallygets up and in one fluid motion smashes the guys headstogether and pins them to the ground. He leans in to theirfaces.

CHOZEN:

I saw this fish first, don’t y’allbe violating the code now.

The jocks run away scared as hell. Chozen wipes himself offand sits back down next to Troy.

15.

TROY:

Wow, thanks man. Those guys messwith me every day. I’m Troy.

CHOZEN:

I’m Chozen. And yo, you ain’t gottaworry about them fools no more. Youwith ME now.

Troy smiles, looks at the photo and begins furiously typing.

CHOZEN (CONT’D)

The way this works is, I save yourass from steak-dick jocks, and youdo pretty much whatever I say. Youfeel me?

TROY:

Absolutely. Totes feeling you rightnow. Anything you need I got.

Chozen giggles.

CHOZEN:

Don’t count on it little man.

Troy turns the computer screen to Chozen.

TROY:

Boom.

Chozen looks at the screen, cracks a smile.

CHOZEN:

You gotta be shittin me.

EXT. SUBURBAN BACKYARD - DAY

A BANNER:
HAPPY BDAY BRANDON hangs from a tree. A GROUP OFKIDS sit on the grass in front of a stage with a SIGN: KOOLKIDZ. MUSIC STARTS, CRISCO (29, Still athletic, shaved head)

and Ricky (29, still looks exactly the same) run onto stagewearing LEATHER BASEBALL JERSEYS AND CAPS with the KOOL KIDZLOGO. Ricky jumps behind the turntables.

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