INT. HIGH SCHOOL AUDITORIUM. DAY.
A college counselor stands at the Podium lecturing the high
school seniors about their future.
... For those of you going on to college
next year, the chance of finding a good
job will actually decrease by the time
you graduate. Entry level jobs will drop
from thirty-one to twenty-six percent,
and the median income for those jobs
will go down as well ...
There is some rustling in the audience.
COLLEGE COUNSELOR (CONT)
Obviously, my friends, it's a
competitive world and good grades are
your only ticket through. By the year
Two Thousand ...
INT. HIGH SCHOOL. HEALTH CLASS.
A different teacher lectures a different class of students.
... The chance of contracting HIV from a
promiscuous lifestyle will climb to one
in one hundred and fifty. The odds of
dying in an auto accident are only one
in twenty-five hundred.
Now this marks a drastic increase ...
INT. HIGH SCHOOL. SCIENCE CLASS.
Same angle. Different teacher.
... From just four years ago when ozone
depletion was at ten percent of its
current level. By the time you are
twenty years old, average global
temperature will have risen two and a
half degrees. Even a shift of one
degree can cause such catastrophic
consequences as typhoons, floods,
widespread drought and famine.
REVERSE ANGLE. STUDENTS.
They stare back in stunned silence. One of them, DAVID
WAGNER, sits in the front row with a pencil in his mouth.
Nobody moves ...
(chipper classroom tone)
Okay. Who can tell me what famine is?
Birds are chirping. The sun is shining. All the hedges are
neatly pruned and the lawns are perfectly manicured. A sweet
stillness hangs over the SUBURBAN STREET, which is bathed in
beautiful BLACK AND WHITE.
MAN'S VOICE (OS)
Honey, I'm home.
GEORGE PARKER enters the front door and hangs his hat on the
coatrack. He sets his briefcase down and moves into the foyer
with a huge smile on his face. It's a frozen smile that
doesn't seem to be affected by too much in particular--like a
tour guide at Disneyland.
WOMAN'S VOICE (OS)
MRS. GEORGE PARKER (BETTY) enters, untying the back of her
apron. She is a vision of '50s beauty with a thin figure and
concrete hair. Betty crosses to her husband and hands him a
fresh martini. She kisses him on the cheek.
How was your day?
Oh, swell. You know, Mr. Connel said
that if things keep going the way they
are, I might be seeing that promotion
sooner than I thought.
Oh darling that's wonderful!
(an adoring gaze)
I always knew you could do it.
WAGNER LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.
1996 -- (LIVING COLOR)
DAVID WAGNER sits on his couch watching this entire action on
a sleek new Sony T.V. He stares riveted at the set with a big
smile on his face. David wears black shoes, black pants,
black t-shirt and a black baseball cap, not a nerd exactly
... He reaches next to him into a huge bag of Doritos, never
taking his eyes off the show.
Hey, Pumpkin! What's that smell?
Is that your meat loaf?
"It might be ..."
It might be.
He leans over and kisses her--again on the cheek.
Oh Pumpkin! You sure know the way to
this man's heart.
There is a loud and inappropriate LAUGH TRACK. David smiles
wider and is just about to reach for more corn chips, when
his real MOTHER'S VOICE rings out from the other room.
DAVID'S MOM (OS)
... Bullshit Barry, that wasn't the
David's mom paces the room with the phone in her hand.
Between the plastic surgery and the make-up it's hard to fix