BR2 ORIGINAL MOVIE SCRIPTS

SCENE OPENS ON BLAKE LAWELTON AS HE HUFFED AND PUFFED, FIGHTING HIS WAY THROUGH THE SNOWY STREETS OF LITTLE BURGUNDY, HIS THOUGHTS REVOLVING AROUND HIS FORMER GIRLFRIEND BRENDA. WHEN HE REACHES HIS DOOR HE FUMBLES FOR THE KEY. SOMEWHERE AT THE BOTTOM OF HIS BAG HE COMES UP WITH IT AND ENTERS THE FIRST DOOR TO HIS HOME. HE RUNS UP THE STAIRS TWO AT A TIME AND SWINGS OPEN THE SECOND DOOR. A SHAGGY, TAN-COLOUR MUTT GREETS HIM.... 

BLAKE

Hey boy! (ruffles his head) Watz' happnin' (the house is quiet) Any body home? (he waits, no reply) EEEEEOOOOOWWWWW!!! (he turns the radio up high and removes his coat and boots. His mother's loud nagging voice put a a halt to his good mood.)

MOTHER

TURN THAT DAM THING DOWN! I'M ON THE PHONE!!!

BLAKE

(TURNS the volume down) Sorry 'bout that....You gonna be long? (no reply he heads up to his room and closed the door behind him, settled hiself comfortably on his unmade bed and thought of Brenda once again. mumbling to himself) Six years together and she wants to throw it all away! Why?...'Cause I ain't workin! (sits up quickly with renewed enthusiam) After my interview on Monday things will be diffrent! (bends to grab the reciver from the phone and dialed as much as three digits of Brenda's number before his mother's voice stopped him dead in his tracks)

MOTHER

BLAKE!! I'm still on the phone down here! (he hung up and made his way to the railing where he leaned over)

BLAKE

How much longer are you going to be?

(Downstairs Shirley put her hand over the mouthpiece and called back at her son)

MOTHER

Just a coupla minutes ......Ya wanna bring me a pack a' cigarettes from my dresser?

BLAKE

(UNDER HIS BREATH) Yeah alright..... (dragging his body along, Blake entered his mother's room and switched the light on. Her cigarettes were kept in her top drawer, he took out a large pack of DuMurier unrapped it and roled it in a tight little ball aimed for the basket a few feet away. It landed beside. He left it there and went downstairs. His mother sat at the kitchen table, smoking. She is an obese woman in her late forties wearing a torn and faded blue house coat and plastic orange slippers. She coughs as she stubbs out her cigarette in the dirty astray and ended her conversation. You bin' smokin' too much latley...

MOTHER

(ignores the comment and hangs up the phone) Don't stay on too long I tol' Lucy I'd call her back.

(Blake picked it up quickly and placed his call to the Vaughn's residence)

MRS. VAUGHN

Hello?

BLAKE

Hi Mrs. Vaughn can I speak to Brenda please?

MRS. VAUGHN

She is not home as yet Blake. Shall I ask her to call you when she gets home?

BLAKE

Yes please...

MRS. VAUGHN

Fine, I'll do that...good by.

(Feeling depressed he sat with his head in his hands, mumbling)

BLAKE

It's after five and she ain't home. (the phone in his lap rang loudly, startling him; thinking it's Brenda he poised himself before answering) Hello? ..(mood drops) Oh Yeah,,,,,hang on Lucy.........MA! THE PHONE!

(AT THE VAUGHN RESIDENCE BRENDA CATCHES A GLIMPSE OF HERSELF IN THE HALLWAY MIRROR, SATISFIED SHE STILL LOOK AS GOOD NOW AS SHE DID AT THE START OF THE DAY)

BRENDA

Mom! I'm home! (she went sraight to her room and closed the door)

 VAUGHN

Blake called......

(In the privacy of her room Brenda undreses she let her clothes drops to the floor. She then left her tired body flop on the bed. She stares at the wall in front of her. It was plastered with pictures of her and Blake taken from the time they were children until now. As she is about to driftinto the past her mother poked her head in the door.)

MRS. VAUGHN

I said Blake called earlier....didn't you here me? (she looks around the room. it was in the same mess as yesterday) Tsk, tsk!!   This room! When are you going to clean it up? 

BRENDA

I didn't hear you.... I can't hear anything when the door's closed! When did he call?

MRS. VAUGHN

(glancing at her watch) About twenty minutes ago. (sees her daughter bounce up) But before you go making plans for the evening, make sure this place is tidy!

BRENDA

Yeah, yeah....Don't worry.

(drops a light kiss on her mother's cheek as she passes and heads for the phone..After several attempts, she gave up because of the busy signal)

(Shirley Lawelton continued to chat on the phone desite her son's efforts to show his displeasure by pacing relentlessly up and down the hall)

Blake

(lifts his arms up in the air) C'MON MA!! Ya bin on the blower for a half an hour!! Can't ya see I'm waiting for a call?

Mother

(with her hand over the mouthpiece) LOOK! I'm payin for this dam thing.....I'll stay on as long as I dam well please. (reaches for a cigarette and resumes her conversation) Nothing Lucy, I'm listening...

(Frustrated and fed up, Blake grabbed his jacket from the coatstand and stormed out the front door, slamming it behind him. He moved hastily along St. Cathering street and turned into an amusement center near bishop. ?He nodded to Still, an elderly , homeless negro who frequently hung around begging for money.

Still

Say Blake...yer buddies 'er in the back...They was lookin' fer' ya....

Blake

(pats Still on the back) Thanks Still....I'll catchya....(he looked up to see one of his pals drop his last quarter into a machine..) Hey Nathan! Nathe! What's happenin'

Nathan

Nothin' much my man! What's goin' down with you?

 

Blake

A bit a' shit...a little good but allota bad! (reaches for his cigarettes and hands one to nathan.)

 

Nathan

I ain't seen ya in a while...where ya bin'?

 

Blake

I finished my courses last week...

 

Nathan So you graduated to hair dresser now? Alright! You be messin' in the roots of some rich bitches soon...

 

Blake

I ain't a hairdresser yet.....I gotta' getta' job first! But I got an interview at Madame Mimi's on Monday!

 

Nathan

Dig it! You ain't doin' so bad for a brother, who said alott' bad was comin' down on him...

 

Blake

It's my mother! She always on my fucken back! I gotta' get a place of my own!

 

Nathan

Tell me about ol' dolls...Mine...

 

Blake

YOU GOTTA HELP ME MAN! I GOTTA GET OUTTA THERE!

 

Nathan

No sweat man, I got your problem licked! Barry is movin' outta his pad and he's sublettin' for cheap...if you're serious 'bout gettin' your own place, we could go check him out now!

 

Blake

What's he askin'?

 

Nathan

A yard a month! Heated an all!

 

Blake

Yeah! That's sounds pretty good man!

Nathan

C'mon! Lets go peep him out!

 

(On their way there they run into another member of their gang...

 

Nathan

JIMMY!

 

Jimmy

(approaches a little cautiously keeping the tone of his voice low..) Hey Brothers..(they slap each others hands) I got me some mean" Sinsie" anybody want to cop?

 

Blake

Whatchya' holdin' bro?

 

Jimmy

Only the bes' shit in town, dude! Sincimil!

 

Blake

We were just breaking for Barry's. C'mon! We'll all go over and get high! (they give each other's five)

 

(In Brenda's room she picked up the last piece of clothing off the floor she looked at her watch and it was almost seven and she had not returned Blake's call)

 

Brenda

Is the phone free, Ma?

 

Mrs. Vaughn

Yes it is, Brenda....Is your room clean?

 

Brenda Yeah yeah! (walks over to the phone and dials) Hi Shirley! How are ya .......Oh yeah? Did he say where he was going? ......Okay, then.....bye-bye.

 

(BARRY'S APARTMENT WAS HALF EMPTY; THE MUSIC BLARED. THE FOUR GUYS SAT AROUND ON THE FLOOR, TALKING, LAUGHING AND ROLLING JOINTS.

 

Jimmy

That broad Louise....MMMMM MMMMMM11 She's bbad!

 

Nathan

Ya ever spred her thighs?

 

Barry

(to Blake) This place is alright! Ain't far from the grocery....Ya got the metro right across the street... 'cept for them Frenchmen next door.....You'll be laughin'

 

Blake

Is he a ball and chain?

 

Barry

They ain't in my space or nothin' but they upset me! The kids are stupid...the guy goes out in the freezing cold with just a T shirt on....tries to act cool...Know what I mean? Typical Frenchmen..

 

Jimmy

You say he tries to ACT cool?.....Don't take no academy performance....it's 20 below!

 

Barry

(springs to his feet) Anybody for a brew?

Jimmy

For sure!

 

Nathan

I'll have one, too!

 

Barry

You, Blake?

 

Blake

Yeah, i'll have one...

 

Jimmy

(lights a joint and takes two quick tokes) Try some a 'dis shit....it's gonna rumble your sences with one toke! (passes to Blake)

 

Blake

(takes three tokes then hands it to Nathan) HEY MAN!! This is powerful! I'm buzzing!!

 

Nathan

Can i get me an ounce?

 

Jimmy

(points to himself) I'm your man. Bar. Try some of this wicked weed!

 

Barry

..Be there in a second! ..You guys don't need glasses all my wares are packed away! (enters, setting traw on coffee table. Everyone reaches for a beer, Barry takes the joint from Nathan.) So whatdya' think Blake? How do ya like the place?

 

Blake It's decent, man, real decent! If I get the job on Monday.....I'll take it! When exactly do you plan on moving out?

 

Barry

I'll be out by next friday....But this month is already paid up...so if you want to move in before, it's okay with me!

 

Jimmy

(to nathan) So you wanna' cop some a 'dis or what?

 

Nathan

How 'bout it Blake > Wanna' put up and get an ounce?

 

Blake

How much?

 

Jimmy

Eighty five an ounce...

 

Nathan

EIGHTY FIVE!! FUCK! INFLATION DON'T MISS NOTHIN' THESE DAYS!

 

Jimmy

You gots ta' pay the man for takin' the chances! We're talkin' 'bout a prouduct that's BLACK MARKET here!

 

Blake

Wouldn't be black market if the stupid government would legalize the shit!

 

Barry

Stop dremin', bro! Ain't no way the government gonna' legalize this joy weed when they are makin' so much profit off it.

(The phone rings in the ajoinning room and Barry gets up and answers it)

 

Jimmy

Yup' What we need are a few skirts to liven up the scene! You still seeing Brenda, Blake?

 

Blake

(reaching for a cigarette0 Yeah, sometimes...

 

Barry

(re-enters) That was Martha! She's comin' over with a couple a' friends!

 

Jimmy

You can thank the man upstairs. i was just making Blake hip to my thoughts!

 

Nathan

Who are the chicks she is bringing? Do you know them?

 

Barry

I know two of 'em....(puts his hand infront of his chest) two a' these that is!!

 

TIME ELASPED......

 

(At the sound of the bell, Jimmy jumped uto his feet and dashed over to answer the door. He buzzed and waited for the girls to make their way to the top of the stairs)

 

Jimmy

Come right this way ladies! (checks them out from behind as they enter)

Barry

Martha! You know these guys,..introduce us to yur friends!

 

Martha

This is my cousin Jenifer Brell...(a shy, petite dark haired girl smiles) ..And these are the Show sisters...Barbra and Lynn (they are fair-haired good looking, well dressed, and quite tall)

 

Jimmy

The Show sisters!!! ..Gonna give us a little show or something?.. (the guys laugh, but the sisters are not amused)

 

Barry

I'm Barry, this is Jimmy, Blake...and that's Nathan....on the couch! Why don't we step into the parlor and blow a joint?

 

Martha

ALRIGHT!

 

Jimmy

It's Senci! One toke and you're set for the evening!

 

Barbra

This i gotta try!

 

(Blake closes his eyes outstrecthed on the sofa, he listens to the music. The joint circulates witout his participation...)

 

Jimmy

Hey Blake! Get with it man! It's only grass! (lights another joint and passes it to Jenny)

 

Nathan

Whatsa' matter, Blake? Can't handle it?

Jimmy

Yeah! Look! Even the girls are doin' better than you!

 

Martha

What kinda' remark is that/ Are guys suppose to be better smokers than girls or somethin'?

 

Barry

OOOOOHH! There she goes again with her woman's libber in the room!

 

Martha

A FEMINST!

 

Nathan

(aniouxs to change the subject) martha, didn't you go to Westmount high/

 

Martha

Yea'....graduated last year! Pourquoi?

 

Barry

And she is billingual, too!

 

Jimmy