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Concussion Page #7
WEBSTER:
(announcer voice)
--was so ugly when he was born his
momma carried him around upside
down for a week, thought he only
had one eye!
CHERRY PAGES 1.21.15 14.
Laugh line. But no one laughs.
STRZELCZYK:
(squeezes Webster’s hands)
Mike. My knees are shot. I retired.
I’m done. I just wanted you to
know.
(then; afraid)
What happens when Mike Webster
falls asleep?
WEBSTER:
He remembers.
STRZELCZYK:
I’m starting to forget things,
Webby. I’m hearing myself say this
stupid crap to my kids. I almost
pushed Keana into a wall, man. I
never touched a girl like that.
Webster looks at him. Then getting back into the truck-
WEBSTER:
Don’t give up, son!
(Strzelczyk leaves a roll
of hundreds, walks)
Finish the game and we’ll all be
winners!
(Strzelczyk gets on his
bike and--)
A28 EXT. STRZELCZYK HOME - PITTSBURGH SUBURBS - DUSK
Big rangy house of a pro athlete. Strzelczyk playing guitar
on his porch, some mournful melody. Soft voice incongruous
with his giantness. Flanked by his SON, 9, DAUGHTER, 6.
Car pulls up. Wife, KEANA -- 30, thin, angular face, the
opposite of Strzelczyk -- crosses to him with groceries.
KEANA STRZELCZYK
He really sell his rings?
(he stops playing--)
STRZELCZYK:
That wasn’t Webby. Webby’s gone. I
don’t know who that was.
(and back to--)
CHERRY PAGES 1.21.15 15.
INT. CHEVY PICK-UP TRUCK - DAY
The plastic bags taped to the windows breathing in and out
like a bellows.
Webster failing at sleep. Stretches across the trash. Then
fetal. Now sits up. Everything hurts. The mosquitoes rage.
Can’t find stillness. He grips his head. Searing hot pain.
He reaches for a Taser. Charges it. The prongs jack up. A
loud crack, like a gunshot. Primed and ready.
He’s sweaty. Desperate for sleep now. Pushes down his pants.
Thigh flesh already burnt. Charred in places.
Brings the Taser to his own meat -- doesn’t even flinch --
triggers -- CRACK! -- blue flash. And Webster’s bulk is rag-
dolled onto the floor of the truck, and we cut to black-
OVER BLACK, in PRE-LAP -- RAP RAP RAP -- the crack of metal
on window glass, then-
30 INT./EXT. CHEVY PICK-UP/PARKING LOT - HOSPITAL - MORNING
Webster - hideously unclean, mouth a cesspool - wakes in an
entirely different location. Forehead-down into the steering
wheel. Security Guard, 60, knocking at his window. He opens-
SECURITY GUARD:
Mike Webster, right? Iron Mike?
Webster isn’t entirely sure. Of that, or how he got here.
Looks up to see he’s parked in front of medical offices.
The guard thrusts his electric bill at him.
SECURITY GUARD (CONT’D)
Can you sign this? My wife’s gonna.
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