Wild Things Page #5

KELLY:

So who's washing your car this weekend,

Mr. Lombardo?

(off Sam's blank look)

The senior car wash, remember?

(beat)

Tamara's making a schedule. She said

you bought a coupon but you're not on

anybody's list.

Sam smiles, remembering.

SAM:

Well, you know. Figured I'd buy a

Washing ticket, support the effort.

That old Jeep of mine's kind of a waste

of time, don't you think?

Sam places the coiled hose on top of a locker then starts up the

dock, Jimmy at his side. Kelly falls in with then.

KELLY:

Not at all. How about if Nicole and I

do it? We're working as a team.

Sam just looks at her. She looks back -- big, pleading eyes.

SAM:

Okay, try me on Sunday. I'm going out

to the Everglades on Saturday. You guys

can wash the mud off.

KELLY:

Deal.

(beat)

You know, I just looked out front. My

ride wasn't there. You suppose you

could give me one?

Sam doesn't answer right away. He looks toward the school.

KELLY (CONT'D)

You wouldn't want me to walk, would you?

I mean like, something bad might happen.

Sam hesitates, momentarily at a loss, then turns to Jimmy, who

seems to regard Kelly with something akin to physical pain.

SAM:

What about you, Jimbo, you need a ride?

JIMMY:

(still looking at Kelly)

What?

SAM:

A ride. You want one?

JIMMY:

Yeah. But I got my bike.

EXT. BLUE BAY SCHOOL - DAY

Sam's Jeep rolls out of the drive, Jimmy's bike in back, meaning

that Jimmy and Kelly are squeezed into the passenger seat, which

is fine with Jimmy. Kelly's thigh is pressed against his. His

arm pushes against her breast. Kelly is not so happy.

As they near the school's entrance, they come upon a beat-to-sh*t

VW bug -- stalled at a stop sign.

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