EXT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT
There is a sign draped across the front
of the building stating,"Just Opened!"
INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Jay and Jen sit at a booth and neither one is talking. They have
neither water nor menus and Jay is looking around in annoyance.
the Goddamn deal here? They opened the
and forgot to hire waiters.
calm down, they'll get here.
really hate to be told to calm down. Don't tell
Jay, it's not working.
should we do?
could try throwing the silverware, that might
that, Goddamnit! I'm talking about our situation.
right, I'm sorry, go ahead.
. . . A relationship is based on a lot of diff-
things: attraction, trust, respect, shared
Other than screwing when we're drunk,
not sure that we have anything in common . . .
Jay's eyes have gone glassy like a dead fish.
INSIDE JAY'S HEAD . . .
EXT. THE NUREMBURG RALLY (STOCK SHOT)
Six hundred thousand Nazis raise their hands in salute to Der Fuhrer.
Adolf Hitler stands at the podium smirking smugly from beneath the visor
of his cap. Heinrich Himmler, Joseph Goebbels, and Hermann Goering
all lurk nearby. The crowd's roar is deafening.
However, through the din we can begin
to hear Jen's voice.
. . And even though, theoretically, I'd actually kind
like it to work, I just don't think that it is . . .
INT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT
Jen is talking to a dazed-out Jay who isn't paying the slightest bit
. . Do you?
Jay snaps out of his reverie and focuses in on Jen.
mean, no. It isn't. Look, the only time you
up enough to have a good time is when
drunk. I mean, you can't actually expect
to fall in love with someone who has to get
shitfaced before she'll have sex with me,
it louder, there might be someone in the back
A WAITER walks past and Jay grabs his sleeve.
you our waiter?
sir. I'm not.
get the Goddamn manager because I'm
The waiter scurries away.
what do you think you're going to accom-
a new restaurant, this is the time to make sug-
The MANAGER, with short hair, glasses, a suit and tie, looking
down at a clipboard comes walking up to the table. He looks
up and it's Pete! His hair is cut off and he's clean shaven.
His expression is completely deadpan.
I help you?
Jay and Jen are dumbstruck.
happened to you?
cut off your hair.
made a change. It was time. What's the problem?
we can't get any service.
understaffed at the moment. We're in the
of hiring more people. I apologize for the
I'll get your waiter for you right
Enjoy your meal.
Pete walks away, his face expressionless, his eyes burning.
Jen and Jay look at each other in amazement.
can't believe it. He's like a whole nuther person.
would he do that?
can be a good thing sometimes.
Jen looks straight at Jay.
EXT. JAY'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Jay's car sits in the driveway in front of the house.
INT. JAY'S CAR - NIGHT
Jay and Jen sit in the car facing straight ahead not talking.
Finally . . .
see, I'm right. The end is very clear.
in this case.
will you go?
stay with a friend for a while, then I'll get my
was bound to be.
you never wanted it to work. This was just
stop-over on your way from one place to another.
about you? Did you want it to work?
. . I don't know. I'm pretty used to being alone. I
of like it. I'm not sure it's possible for me to
my life with anyone else anymore.
don't seem to have any friends anymore, either.
sorry about you and Pete. He didn't seem very
to see us.
looks like he did when he was ten.
They both drop into silence, then they speak simultaneously.
. . .
They both shrug, then laugh. They reach over and hug, then kiss.
The kiss goes on for an extended moment, then their lips part.
about a margarita?
tell you what, I'll just make them and if
want one you can have it, O.K.?
they're there I'll drink them.
They get out of the car and go inside.
INT. JAY'S KITCHEN - DAY
Jay takes a ream of three-hole punched paper out of a plastic bag.
He then takes a black, cardboard report cover, puts the metal binder
through the holes of the paper, attaches the front cover, bends the
metal bands and there it is: a book. He opens the front cover
revealing the title page -- "This Gun For Himmler"
by Jay Bennett. Jay shuts the cover and slides the book into a
manila envelope addressed to "Bantam Doubleday Dell Publishing
Group, Inc., 666 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10103."
better be right.
EXT. JAY'S HOUSE - DAY
Jay drives down the driveway and stops at the mailbox. He puts
the manila envelope into the mailbox, raises the red flag, looks up
to God, puts his hands together and says a quick prayer in Hebrew.
atah adonai eluhaynu melech haolom . . .
SUPERIMPOSED SUBTITLE: "Our father who art in heaven, hallowed
be they name, please get my book published and have it become a best-seller."
. . Amen.
Jay gets back in his car and drives away.
EXT. WOODED COURT - DAY
The sun shines through the trees dappling the wooded court with radiant
beams. Jay's car drives around the circle and parks. He
shuts off his engine and all is quiet save the wind and the chirping
Jay sits there smoking a cigarette and thinking, the window open, the
smoke floating up into the sky. After a moment he takes out his
Best Buy cigarette pack and shakes out a joint. Jay looks north,
south, east and west, satisfies his paranoia, and lights the joint.
As he holds in the first big hit, Jay turns and looks at the empty passenger
seat. He takes another big hit and fantastically, Pete materializes
beside him and takes the joint.
. . You came and got me at my cabin and you led
up Voyager hill to another cabin, maybe your own,
don't know, and everyone inside was playing Monopoly
the floor. You had tons of firecrackers . . .
. . Yeah, I did. I always did . . .
. . And we lit the firecrackers and dropped them
a hole in the screen right onto the Monopoly
where they blew up and blew all the pieces and
money to hell! Remember?
. . No. I don't remember that.
do you mean? How could you not remember?
don't. I remember being at camp that summer, I kinda
remember you, but not really.
was a memorable and exciting day for me. It
out. What do you mean, you don't remember
We were friends.
come on. You were a little kid. We older kids
hang around with you younger kids. It wouldn't
hung around with me.
I didn't. We didn't become friends until a couple
years later, when I was in high school and you were
no, no. Totally wrong. We became friends . . .
Pete's voice and body fade away and disappear. The passenger
seat is empty.
Jay is left by himself smiling. After a while his smile fades.
He goes to hit the joint and it's out. Jay brings the lighter
up to the end of the roach and . . .
Pete has popped up out of nowhere.
Jay screams like he's going to die. Pete, with his short hair
and no beard, starts to laugh, but backs away from the window just in
case. Pete and Jay look at each other without saying a word, assessing
each other motives. Finally, Pete reaches into his pocket, takes
out a five dollar bill and hands it to Jay.
I owe you this.
Jay takes the money.
They look right at each other for a
second, then Pete shrugs and walks away.
Jay sadly looks down at the five dollar bill in his hand. He sighs
and puts it in his pocket.
The passenger door opens and Pete gets in. Jay smiles and hands
him the roach. Pete waves it away.
got another one.
Which Pete does. He takes a hit and passes it. Jay takes
a big hit and they both sit there in the smoky car holding it in.
They both exhale.
another thing . . . Women don't like the Three
they don't. They think they're stupid.
they are, but that's the point.
where Jen is?
for the government?
she moved to Australia with her old boyfriend,
it's true. They moved to Melbourne.
know, I really liked her. She was terrific.
her. She didn't know what she wanted.
she did. Phil McElwee.
Just remember, all three of us are good
he just has an accent.
brings us to another thing . . .
are suckers for accents. You could have the
guy in the world over here, and the biggest asshole
the world with a British accent over there and women
always go for the guy with the accent.
And another thing . . .
They keep right on talking as we . . .