Wild Hogs Page #4

FADE TO BLACK:

FADE BACK IN ON:

INT. MODERN HOUSE - MORNING

We see the pristine living room of an expensive,

architectural house.

MALE VOICE (O.C.)

Woody.

(GETTING ANGRY)

Woody Stevens!

We see WOODY STEVENS, 40s, handsome, but with shifty eyes

and a Michael Keaton hairline, walk through the stylish

house speaking into a cordless headset.

WOODY:

.No, you listen to me. You're not

going to push me around. We agreed on a

price, and that's the price I'll pay. If

you don't like it, walk away... but you

can kiss your business good bye, because

that's what happens when you screw with

Woody Stevens. You go down. Hard.

As Woody talks, he passes by framed magazine covers of a

beautiful model, (CLAUDIA) as well as some pictures of

his wedding day with her, their exotic vacations, and one

blownup glamour shot of Woody, shirtless, oiled and

holding a greasy wrench.

WOODY (CONT'D)

.No, money's not the problem (LAUGHS)

Money's never a problem. You just need

to honor the correct price. Got it?

Woody gets his answer, and angrily throws the headset

down on a stack of moving boxes. He marches to the front

door and throws it open.

"Wild Hogs" writers first draft 7/06/05 8.

EXT. WOODY'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

Woody yells out the front door.

WOODY:

.Then go home, Toby! You make me sick!

ANGLE ON:
The front yard. A ten-year-old boy is

standing with a rake, surrounded by leaves. He clicks

off his cellphone and shrugs.

TOBY:

I can't do this many leaves for ten

bucks! It'll take two hours!

WOODY:

Well, you should have thought of that

before you put the "any yard for ten

bucks" flyer on the telephone pole.

You're done on this block, now. And that

goes for your band fund-raisers, too.

I'm not buying any candy bars no matter

what parade you dorks have to get to!

Woody slams the door closed. Toby kicks at a pile of

leaves, then starts home.

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