1 INT. CORVAIR -- NIGHT 1
Our camera is MOUNTED to a CAR WINDOW. Driving through a
small town at night. Passing white picket fences. Kids'
discarded big wheels. American flags flutter.
July 4th, 1969 - Summer of Love. Vallejo, California
FIREWORKS streak into the sky. Cookouts winding down. The
car slows. Stops in front of a house on Beechwood Avenue.
The driver HONKS. MIKE MAGEAU races out. Skinny at 19.
Runs up to the window. To the camera:
Where have you been?
waiting since seven.
At the wheel is DARLENE FERRIN, 22, clad in a WHITE AND BLUE
JUMPSUIT. Fake eyelashes and braces make her look like 17.
Get in, I'm starving. I haven't
eaten in like twenty four hours.
Let me drive, then.
No way, Jose. I have to pick upfireworks for the party tonight.
Food first though.
Mike doesn't move - he wants to drive.
You coming or not?
2 EXT. MR. ED'S -- NIGHT 2
BOOM DOWN to see a local Vallejo teen hangout. Although the60's are almost over, Vallejo didn't get the memo. Darlene
(still driving) and Mike, cruising through the crowded lot.
She sees something offscreen. Frowning, unnerved:
Screw this place.
I thought you needed to eat.
FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPT 2.
We have time before the party.
could just go talk.
Mike blinks at this. An opportunity...
3 EXT. BLUE ROCK SPRINGS -- PARKING LOT -- NIGHT 3
Minutes later. The Corvair pulls into the lot of the local
golf course. Make out point. The car on the road behind
them, passing, continuing on.
4 INT. DARLENE'S CAR -- NIGHT 4
Darlene, parking, checking the rearview to watch the car
pass. Tense, but relaxing as it goes. Mike, noticing.
Are you okay?
You seem a little funny.
She touches his chest, playfully.
It's July and how many shirts are
You're cold in July?
BANG-BANG-BANG! Mike and Darlene JUMP and Mike gives out a
scream! Looking around to see KIDS. A group of them in
three cars. Laughing, they toss another lit string of
fireworks towards the Corvair. BANG-BANG-BANG!
Fuck off and die!
The kids PEEL OUT. Leaving Mike and Darlene alone.
moment, Darlene begins giggling. RELAXING.
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"Fuck off and die!"
She keeps laughing.
But he's smiling. Soon he succumbs to the laughter as well.
He shifts closer. Then, through the windshield - HEADLIGHTS.
Signaling to turn into the lot. The car pulls to a halt
eight feet behind them on their left side. Turning out the
lights. But not the engine. Mike stares at the car. Onlyone person in it. Odd for a make out spot.
Is that the car that was behind us
Darlene doesn't respond.
It is, I think he's been with us
since my house- Shit, is that your
But she can't take her eyes off the car. The driver makes no
move to get out...
I can to tell him to leave-
She puts her hand over his. Looks at him. Don't move. Theywait for what seems an eternity. Then...
The other car PULLS FORWARD. Headlights click BACK ON.
Passing the Corvair. They watch it go, finally disappearing
over the horizon.
Who was that, Darlene?
Don't worry about it.
Mike studies her face. Unnerved.
So... do you want to
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