Zerophilia Page #5
INSIDE THE CAR:
A glimpse of what might be an ORGY of BODIES intertwined.
The FEMALE DRIVER - GRINS MANIACALLY UP at Luke as the CAR
HORN SCREAMS by.
Luke CAREENS to one side, glancing at the truck's
15.
The car recedes in the distance, but the Female Driver
appears CLOSE in the mirror's reflection, LEERING. She LICKS
THE MIRROR from the inside, and disappears.
The decrepit old garage looks as if it may collapse any
second. Barbells on the floor. Luke dodges and weaves,
slugging a makeshift punching bag.
Keenan appears, wiping sleep from his eyes.
KEENAN:
We takin' up boxing?
LUKE:
I don't know. I am.
KEENAN:
What's goin' on? You competin' for
Mr. Universe this week?
LUKE:
Everyone should just mind their own
f***ing business!
Keenan recoils at the attitude.
KEENAN:
Didn't go so great, huh?
Luke punches the bag, harder and faster, a near SEIZURE: ROAD
RAGE.
He collapses in a heap.
KEENAN (CONT'D)
Dude.
LUKE:
It was goin' great. She's amazing.
Funny. And really smart. And the
way she eats ravioli, like 'aah.'
KEENAN:
Cool.
16.
LUKE:
Then I started feelin' all weird
again, and,... oh, man, you'll
think I'm nuts... Keen, I had
breasts. I felt 'em.
KEENAN:
Whoa, first date. Definitely the
'new Luke!'
LUKE:
No! On me.
KEENAN:
You're startin' to creep me out.
Listen, I think I know what's goin'
on, okay? "Acute Adolescent
Anxiety." It's from the stress of
college, girls, grades. It's
really common.
LUKE:
I'm not an adolescent. Where'd you
get this crap?!
KEENAN:
The Net. I found all the symptoms
right off:
panic attacks,"Localized Alopecia" -that's hair
loss. This doctor wrote back, "Any
chance your friend, Luke, just lost
his virginity?"
LUKE:
You told, -you gave him my name?!
KEENAN:
He's a doctor, back East. He's
sending this information pack.
Look, I started thinkin' you're
goin' bipolar on me or somethin'.
Come on, man, BREASTS?!
Luke considers.
Luke hops down from the truck cab, fixes his shirt and hair,
trying to look nonchalant as he rings the doorbell.
Hearing something behind him, he turns as Max PUNCHES him in
the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
17.
MAX:
You son-of-a-b*tch, stay the hell
away from my sister!
Luke GASPS for air.
MAX (CONT'D)
You don't say a word?! You just
leave her sittin' there?!
LUKE:
I came to apologize.
Max shoves him across the yard.
MAX:
Get out a' here! She's not home,
anyway.
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