EXT. CENTENNIAL LANE - DUSK
JUNO MacGUFF stands on a placid street in a nondescript
subdivision, facing the curb. It's FALL. Juno is sixteen
years old, an artfully bedraggled burnout kid. She winces
and shields her eyes from the glare of the sun. The object
of her rapt attention is a battered living room set, abandoned
curbside by its former owners. There is a fetid-looking
leather recliner, a chrome-edged coffee table, and a tasteless
latchhooked rug featuring a roaring tiger.
It started with a chair.
INT. BLEEKER HOUSE - MOLD-O'-RIFFIC BASEMENT - NIGHT
FLASHBACK - Juno approaches a boy hidden by shadow. He's
sitting in an overstuffed chair. She slowly, clumsily lowers
herself onto his lap.
A 60's Brazilian track plays from a vintage record player.
Do you know how long I've wanted
EXT. CENTENNIAL LANE - CONTINUED
A DOG barks, jarring Juno back to reality.
Quiet, Banana. Hey, shut your gob
for a second, okay?
We see a teacup poodle tethered in the yard a few feet away
from the abandoned living room set. The dog yaps again.
This is the most magnificent discarded
living room set I've ever seen.
She swigs from an absurdly oversized carton of juice and
wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
BEGIN ANIMATED TITLE SEQUENCE:
Juno marching down various street, pumping her arms like a
jogger and chugging intermittently from the huge carton of
juice. We watch her breathlessly navigate suburbia, clearly
on a mission.
EXT. DRUGSTORE - DAY
Finally, a panting Juno arrives at DANCING ELK DRUG on the
main drag of her small Minnesota suburb, Dancing Elk.
The automatic doors of the store part to reveal Juno's flushed
serious face. She carelessly flings the empty juice container
over her shoulder and onto the curb. A group of DROPOUTS
with skateboards near the entrance glare at her.
She enters the DRUGSTORE.
INT. DRUGSTORE - CONTINUOUS
ROLLO, the eccentric drugstore clerk, sneers at Juno from
behind the counter. He wears a polyester uniform vest.
Well, well. If it isn't MacGuff the
Crime Dog! Back for another test?
I think the last one was defective.
The plus sign looked more like a
Rollo regards her with intense skepticism.
I remain unconvinced.