Heathers Page #5

A stunned tableau; until Country Club Kid KEITH speaks.

KEITH:

That's easy. I'd just slide that wad

over to my father. He's like one of

the top brokers in the state.

VERONICA:

Wake up. In two days, Earth's going

up like a Roman Candle. Crab Nebula City.

KEITH:

Man, in two days, my dad could

double my money. Triple it.

COURTNEY:

If I got that money, I'd give it

all to the Homeless. Every cent.

VERONICA:

You're beautiful.

THE FOODLESS FUND STAND

PETER reaches into the Foodless Fund Box and takes some bills.

PETER:

Dennis, my man, run over to Mickey

D.'s and get me a Big Mac and some fries.

DENNIS:

But that's the Foodless Fund money.

PETER:

Hey, even Bob Geldof's got to eat.

If it makes you feel better, bag the

fries, and nab yourself an Apple Pie.

CAFETERIA THOROUGHFARE

HEATHER CHANDLER drags VERONICA down a cafeteria lane.

HEATHER CHANDLER

If you're going to openly be a b*tch....

VERONICA:

(submissive)

I'm sorry, it's just why can't we

talk to different kinds of people?

HEATHER CHANDLER

F*** me gently with a chainsaw. Do I

look like Mother Theresa? If I did,

I probably wouldn't mind talking to

the Geek Squad.

She points to a table of unfashionably dressed and coiffed

students. Some wear glasses, some wear braces, some wear

both.

THE GEEKS' TABLE

The GEEKS react to being pointed at. Their boney leader RODNEY

splatters milk over himself.

RODNEY:

Did you see that? Heather Number

One looked right at us.

BIG CYNIC:

It must be love.

CAFETERIA THOROUGHFARE

VERONICA confronts HEATHER CHANDLER.

VERONICA:

Doesn't it bother you that everyone in

the school thinks you're a piranha?

HEATHER CHANDLER

Like I give a sh*t. They all want me,

as a friend or a f***. I'm worshipped

at Westerburg and I'm only a Junior.

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