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(2017)
EXT. MEGA OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
ALAN
(phone)
Hi?
ALAN (CONTD)
(phone)
Is... Is Jeffrey Carmichael there?
Alan looks over his shoulder, and gets back on the phone.
ALAN (CONTD)
(phone)
Come on. I havent seen you in,
what, 30, 32 years?
(MORE)
2.
ALAN (CONTD)
I think nows the time.
(listens, replies)
I dont get it. Whyre you scared?
About what? Look. You made a
mistake in the past. You said you
were going out for a pack of
cigarettes, and you never came back
-- but Im okay with that. No. Im
not okay with that, but I forgive
you, alright. Ive buried the
hatchet.
Alan listens.
ALAN (CONTD)
(phone)
Im not going to take no for an
answer. You owe me this. So, pay it
forward. Or pay it back. Whatever
the hell they say.
(listening, getting angry)
Well, fine.
ALAN (CONTD)
(phone)
I dont need you either! Who wants
to know you?! No one! Thats who!
Alan slams down his phone to hang it up. The workers around
him turn their heads, and look.
Alan, arms on his desk, puts his head down. Then theres a
thud.
Alan lifts his head up, and sees his supervisor Maurice.
Maurice is looking down, with his arms folded.
3.
MAURICE
Slacking off?
ALAN
Its my lunch break.
Maurice puts his hand on the back of Alans neck, and gives
it a little squeeze.
MAURICE
Get back to work.
Maurice leaves.
He puts down the toilet seat, takes out a small, clear bag
with drugs, and spreads out a white powdery substance.
He lowers his nose, and snorts it all up. He shakes his head,
and gets up.
He tries it again, and this time turns it. He comes out the
bathroom stall.
Alan comes into the break room, which is filled with his
coworkers. He marches right over to the vending machine.
He stares at all the snacks, and then feeds the machine a ton
of change.
And then Maurice comes into the break room. Maurice steps in
Alans way.
MAURICE
Carmichael.
ALAN
Maurice?
MAURICE
What were you doing in the
bathroom?
ALAN
You know, the usual. Just, uh,
stinkin up the place.
MAURICE
No, I think you were in there doing
drugs!
ALAN
Hey, Maurice, man. I dont know
what rumors your heard, but Im not
doing drugs. Drugs are bad for you,
even though I hear they are pretty
fun, and frankly a good way to
lighten the mood.
MAURICE
Drugs are not a good way to lighten
the mood.
5.
ALAN
Maybe theyre not for everyone, but
they do have their place in the
world. Because the world is a
depressing place, and sometimes
people need to escape. So we
shouldnt be asking: Why are you
doing drugs? We should say: Why
arent you doing drugs?
MAURICE
Youre on drugs right now, arent
you?
ALAN
Man, you need to relax. Stop
supervising so hard. Let your hair
down once in a while.
MAURICE
Alan, open your big ears. I dont
like you, and you dont like me.
But Im gonna give you a second
chance. Whatever youre doing,
whatever youre putting in your
body, stop it. Otherwise, Ill have
to do something.
ALAN
Youll do nothing.
ALAN (CONTD)
You know why?
MAURICE
Why?
ALAN
Because I quit! Fuck this rat race!
I dont need this shit!
MAURICE
Dont you do it, Alan.
6.
Alan pulls the pin off the fire extinguisher, and he sprays
Maurice with it, letting out a stream of white smoke.
ALAN
Ohn, my head.
ALAN (CONTD)
What time is it?
ALAN (CONTD)
Aw, Jesus. Its four in the morning
-- I think.
Alan calmly gets up, and then starts running off. His arms
are pumping.
Alan climbs up the ladder, and slips through the open window.
Its dim inside the bedroom. Alan takes off his shirt, and
pants, so hes just wearing an undershirt, and boxers.
He slips into bed beside who he think is his wife. But the
person next to him is covered up. We cant see.
7.
ALAN
Okay, Alan. If Cheryl asks you what
happened, just lie through your
teeth, and pretend you were here
the whole time. As long as you
believe the lie, she will too. Yup.
Thats a perfect plan. Cannot fail.
Now, the person next to Alan, a man, turns around, and puts
his very large arm on Alans chest.
ALAN (CONTD)
Oh, crap.
Still half naked, Alan exits the backyard, holding his shirt,
and pants. He runs away with a panicked look on his face.
Alan, and his wife Cheryl are standing in the main foyer,
arguing.
CHERYL
What in the hell is wrong with
you?!
ALAN
What, what do you mean by that?
CHERYL
Your supervisor e-mailed me -- I
dunno how he got my e-mail address -
- and then he left a message on our
answering machine.
ALAN
What did he say?
8.
MAURICE (O.S.)
(answering machine)
Alan Carmichael, you junkie jerk
off! Youre fired! If you ever come
back around here again, Ill
personally kick your ass myself!
Im 42 years young, and Ive never
lost a fight!
ALAN
Hes never lost a fight? I dont
believe that. And also what type of
person says young instead of
old to describe their age? Who
does he think hes kidding? You
cant go back in time.
CHERYL
Alan, dont joke around. This is
serious.
ALAN
Whos joking around?
Cheryl grabs Alan by his shirt, and shakes him.
CHERYL
Goddamn it! Are you on drugs, or
not?!
ALAN
Not right now.
CHERYL
So, its true? Youre a drug
addict? Youre doing drugs?
ALAN
(calm)
Yah...
(MORE)
9.
ALAN (CONT'D)
(angry)
YAH! Yah, I am doing drugs! But so
what?! Its my body, and I can do
whatever I want with it! Its
nobodys business what I put up my
nose!
Cheryl sighs.
CHERYL
(sad)
Why, Alan? Why take illegal drugs?
ALAN
You wont understand.
CHERYL
Try me.
ALAN
It... It feels good. Thats all.
CHERYL
Thats some goddamned foolishness.
You really need drugs to make you
feel good?
ALAN
Is that a problem?
CHERYL
Yeah, its a problem! You shouldnt
need drugs to feel good!
ALAN
Well, thats how it happens to be!
ALAN (CONTD)
Do you expect this to make me
happy?
CHERYL
Whats wrong with THIS?
ALAN
Goddamn it, Cheryl. I didnt wanna
be an accountant. I used to have
dreams, real dreams, you know.
(MORE)
10.
ALAN (CONT'D)
I mean, I couldve been something.
Now what the fuck am I?
CHERYL
If you want to be something, you
can still be something.
ALAN
I tried, and I failed. OK? I failed
a thousand times, and now here I
am, chained down to a family, and a
home I dont even like.
ALAN (CONTD)
Cheryl, I didnt mean to --
ALAN (CONTD)
Abbey. How long have you been
standing there?
ABBEY
Are you guys arguing...again?
CHERYL
No. Noooo. Were...debating.
ABBEY
It doesnt sound like debating.
CHERYL
Youre a kid, what do you know?
CHERYL (CONTD)
Cmon. We have to get you to
school.
Cheryl takes Abbey to the door, which she opens up. Abbey
stalls a moment.
ABBEY
Wait. What about dad? How come hes
not at work?
11.
CHERYL
Hes staying home today, because he
has some things to think about.
ABBEY
Whats he gonna think about?
CHERYL
I dont know.
Alan sighs.
ALAN
Oh, sh-shit!
Alan enters the master bedroom. He shuts the door, and goes
to his bed. He sucks in his gut, and crawls under the bed.
POLICE OFFICER
If youre in here, I just wanna
talk to you!
The Police Officer takes out his handgun, and then twirls it,
and pretends to shoot it.
Alan is hiding under his bed. We can see, and hear him
breathing heavily.
Then he goes into the kitchen. Hes looking at all the food
left behind by Alan.
POLICE OFFICER
Jesus, what a mess.
The Police Officer comes out the kitchen, and enters the Main
Foyer, where the stairs are.
13.
He goes upstairs.
We see Alan still hiding under his bed, and then the Police
Officer comes into the Master Bedroom.
POLICE OFFICER
Is anyone in here? Like I said
before, I just wanna talk.
The Police Officer suddenly gets down, and looks under the
bed. No ones there. He stands back up.
INSIDE CLOSET
Alan is hiding in the closet. His eyes are wide with fear. He
knows hes gonna be caught. He can see it.
OUTSIDE CLOSET
RADIO (V.O.)
10-15. 10-15. I repeat we have a 10-
15 on 59 Walnut Drive. Baby bear,
are you there? Over.
POLICE OFFICER
I have no idea what you just said.
RADIO (V.O.)
10-15!
14.
POLICE OFFICER
In Engrish, please.
RADIO (V.O.)
10-15! Dont you know what that is?
POLICE OFFICER
No.
RADIO (V.O.)
Its a civil disturbance!
POLICE OFFICER
What type of civil disturbance?
RADIO (V.O.)
Just get your ass over here!
POLICE OFFICER
(to self)
Damn it.
Now we see Alan in the closet. He wipes the sweat off his
forehead.
But then the Police Officer hastily comes back into the room.
He grabs the lamp on the night stand, and inexplicably throws
it on the floor.
ALAN (O.S.)
(in closet)
HEY! THATS MY GOOD LAMP!
ALAN
Hey, you left my front door wide
open!
15.
POLICE OFFICER
Dont worry. Ill send someone to
deal with that.
JUDGE
Mr Carmichael. You seem like a good
person. And in my type of career
you dont really meet a lot of good
people to be honest. Thats why,
Im going to throw you a bone.
ALAN
Your honor, I --
JUDGE
Shut up, Im talking.
JUDGE (CONTD)
Since Im such a generous person,
Ill give you two options: A) You
spend some time in prison. Or B)
You successfully complete drug
rehabilitation. Now, I know the
answer is insanely obviously, but
for the sake of politeness, Ill
ask you, anyway: What do you
choose?
Alan is behind the wheel of his car. The windows open, hes
talking to his wife, and daughter, Cheryl, and Abbey.
CHERYL
I know you dont wanna go to rehab,
but trust me this is good for you.
Youll see.
Alan frowns.
CHERYL (CONTD)
Dont make me feel bad about this.
This isnt on me. Its on you.
ALAN
Yeah, Im an idiot.
CHERYL
But youre my idiot.
Alan sighs.
ABBEY
Dad, how long are you gonna be
gone?
ALAN
Three months. Three goddamn months!
Alan hits his steering wheel with the palm of his hand,
sounding the horn.
CHERYL
Please. Youre acting like we want
you gone. We dont. We want you
here. But its either this, or
prison. Or dying.
ABBEY
Dying?
CHERYL
Yeah, honey, when people take
illegal drugs they die. Thats why
theyre illegal.
ALAN
Oh, shit. Can you not mention me
dying around our daughter?
17.
CHERYL
But its true. Drugs kill you. Look
at Amy Winehouse. And Heath Ledger.
And...pretty much every celebrity
thats died young.
ALAN
I dont care about celebrities,
theyre all very stupid.
CHERYL
Yeah. Probably.
Alan leans back in his seat, and lets out a deep breath. He
grips his steering wheel, and makes an angry face. Like hes
stewing.
CHERYL (CONTD)
Cmon, Alan. Stop acting like a
victim, like the worlds against
you.
CHERYL (CONTD)
No ones against you. Well, at
least not us. Were on your side,
cant you see that?
ALAN
I should get going now.
CHERYL
Yeah, I think its about time.
ABBEY
Wait... I have something for you.
ABBEY (CONTD)
Its a present.
ALAN
Its a flashlight?
18.
ABBEY
When I used to be afraid of the
dark, I used that flashlight to
comfort myself. Maybe it can do the
same for you, too?
ALAN
Thanks, Abbey. I appreciate it.
ALAN (CONTD)
Whatre you doing?
ABBEY
Can I hug you before you leave?
ALAN
Im sorry. I cant do that.
ABBEY
Why not?
ALAN
(sad)
Ill miss you too much.
He parks, and gets out, and goes into his trunk. He takes out
a suitcase, with wheels, and pulls it along.
19.
Alan heads for the entrance. He gets to the door, and tries
pulling it open.
ALAN
Damn. Its locked. Is this even the
rehab center?
NICOLE (O.S.)
(on speaker)
Hello, Mr Alan Carmichael.
We hear a click. Alan pulls the door handle, and this time
the door opens. He goes through with his suitcase.
Alan comes into the rehab center, and enters the lobby. The
lobby is a large, airy space. But it seems deserted.
It goes DING!
She gets behind the counter, and stares at Alan dead in his
eyes.
NICOLE
You must be Mr Carmichael. Im
Nicole. I manage this facility.
ALAN
Yes, um, I have a question.
20.
NICOLE
What is it?
ALAN
Where is everyone?
NICOLE
They are being rehabilitated.
ALAN
Oh.
NICOLE
You will be rehabilitated too, Mr
Carmichael.
ALAN
I hope.
NICOLE
Dont hope. Hope does nothing.
Believe... Believe. Achieve.
Receive.
ALAN
Duly noted.
NICOLE
Now, if you would, please put your
suitcase onto the counter.
ALAN
Why?
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, do you want to get
better? Do you want to be healed?
Do you want to be cured of your
disease?
ALAN
What disease? I dont have a
disease.
NICOLE
Drug addiction is a disease. Its
like AIDS. Do you know about AIDS?
ALAN
Uh, no. Not really.
21.
NICOLE
Then obey my command, and do as I
say. Put your suitcase onto the
counter.
NICOLE (CONTD)
You must lay it flat.
ALAN
I dont have any drugs in there, if
thats what youre thinking.
NICOLE
You are an addict. Im afraid I
cannot trust you.
ALAN
Thats not very polite.
NICOLE
Shhhh!
ALAN
Hey, easy now!
NICOLE
Dont tell me how to do my job.
Nicole takes the suitcase, and dumps out the rest of the
contents. After, she puts down the suitcase. She rests her
arms on the counter in a neat, folded manner.
NICOLE (CONTD)
Alright, Mr Carmichael it appears
you are not carrying any drugs with
you. Or weapons.
ALAN
Drugs? Weapons? Why would I have
any of those? Im just here to get
better. Right?
22.
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, I dont know what
your expectations are for our
facility, but we have a zero
tolerance policy. Weve found it is
what works.
ALAN
Im having some doubts.
NICOLE
Come. Let me show you to your room.
NICOLE (CONTD)
Mr Carmichael, are you coming?
ALAN
What about all my stuff?
NICOLE
Leave it behind. You dont need it.
We provide everything you require.
ALAN
But --
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, why dont you trust
me?
ALAN
I hardly know you. And the people I
do know, I dont trust.
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, please. This is for
your own good. We only wish to help
you. Dont you want us to help?
NICOLE
Okay. Here we are.
23.
ALAN
Where are we?
Nicole uses a key, and opens the door for room #101.
NICOLE
Go on in.
The room is rather plain. The walls are all white. The bed is
white. The wall clock is white. The dresser is white, the
sink and toilet are white, everything is white.
ALAN
A little too white in here, dont
you think?
NICOLE
The whiteness represents
cleanliness. Purity. If you are to
get better you must put yourself in
the right environment, one that
speaks to your subconscious.
ALAN
I dont like it.
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, if you have no more
complaints would you please change
into your uniform? Youll find it
in the dresser.
Alan goes over to the dresser, and pulls open the top drawer.
He takes out a set of white clothes.
ALAN
Do I really have to wear this?
NICOLE
Its a requirement. We will be
taking away your normal clothes,
and placing them in storage.
ALAN
Ill change. But not in front of
you.
24.
Nicole turns around. Alan changes his clothes, and gets into
his white uniform.
NICOLE
Well done, Mr Carmichael.
NICOLE (CONTD)
(nods)
OK, Mr Carmichael. Ill leave you
to it.
ALAN
Leave me to what?
NICOLE
Withdrawal. Its the first thing
that happens to people when they
come here.
Nicole steps out of the room, and we hear her lock the door.
NICOLE (CONTD)
Enjoy your stay, Mr Carmichael. The
first 72 hours are the hardest.
The panel slides back, closing off the slot.
Alan goes over to the door, and tries opening it. It doesnt
open, so he bangs his fist on it.
ALAN
You cant lock me up in here! Ill
find a way out!
NICOLE (O.S.)
Im sure you will.
ALAN
(to self)
Cmon, Alan. You can do this. Its
not that hard. Hundreds of millions
of people before you have done it.
Alan stands up, and runs to the door, and bangs on the door.
ALAN (CONTD)
Let me out! Let me out! Let me out,
goddamn it! Im not supposed to be
here!
Alan turns away from the door, and starts pacing up, and
down. Hes sweating, and breathing heavy. His fists are
clenched.
The clock on the wall seems extra loud, going: TICK TOCK
TICK TOCK.
ALAN (CONTD)
Will you be quiet?!
Alan coughs, and wakes up. He sits up, and spits. He shakes
his head, and rubs his eyes.
26.
ALAN
(sighs)
Another day in paradise.
Alan starts walking down the street. He goes into his ragged
jacket, and takes out a flask. He takes a swig of something,
then puts it away.
A few people pass by. None of them pay any mind -- except the
STRANGER, who sneers, and yells.
STRANGER
(to Alan)
GET A JOB.
Alan glares as the Stranger goes on his way.
ALAN
Yeah! You know anyone hiring
homeless people?! Contrary to the
mainstream media we are not very
popular with employers!
STRANGER (O.S.)
Ah, shut the hell up, you junkie
jerk-off!
A few more people walk past him, and then we see Cheryl, and
Abbey.
CHERYL
There you go. Take care of
yourself.
Cheryl and Abbey start walking off. Alan grabs Cheryls wrist
to stop her from leaving.
ALAN
Cheryl, dont you recognize me?
CHERYL
Huh?
ALAN
(to Abbey)
Abbey, its me. Your father...
Daddy.
ABBEY
No. I, I already have a dad.
ALAN
That cant be.
CHERYL
Please -- get away from us.
Cheryl pulls away from Alan, and taking Abbeys hand, the two
hastily leave.
ALAN
Abbey!
Abbey glances back. But soon she, and Cheryl are out of
sight.
JON
Alan.
ALAN
Jon?
JON
What did I tell you about coming
here? This is my spot.
28.
ALAN
Its not your spot. This is public
property.
JON
Im telling you this for the last
time, boy: STEP OFF.
ALAN
No. Im not going to let you bully
me. Im not a child that can be
pushed around. Im an adult.
JON
So, thats how its gonna be, huh?
ALAN
Yeah. Thats how its gonna be.
Jon then runs off, and Alan collapses to the ground, and lays
in a pool of his own blood.
ALAN
You bloody bastards! What the hell
was that for?!
NICOLE
Alan.
NICOLE (CONTD)
You are here to get better. We are
only showing you the future.
ALAN
Thats not my future.
NICOLE
It could be. Lots of drug addicts
lose their jobs, and their loved
ones, and become homeless. You
wouldnt be the first.
ALAN
Isnt there a better way to do
this?
NICOLE
Our program is 99% effective. We
dont have any reason to change.
ALAN
99%. That means it isnt perfect.
NICOLE
No one can be perfect.
The clock on the wall wakes him up with its usual loud bell
sound.
30.
Alan is startled, and he rolls off his bed, and falls to the
floor.
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael.
NICOLE (CONTD)
Its time to start your day.
CHRIS
Cmon, cmon, cmon! I want more
energy! Lift up those arms! Jump
like you mean it!
ALAN
I cant.
Chris goes over to Alan.
CHRIS
YOU WOT?
ALAN
I have to go to the bathroom.
CHRIS
Theres no stopping. You only have
15 minutes to go. Hold it in.
ALAN
I cant.
CHRIS
Well, youre not allowed to leave.
31.
ALAN
Please, weve been doing this for
an hour, I --
CHRIS
KEEP JUMPING, MR CARMICHAEL!
ALAN
Whats wrong with this door?
CHRIS
No one leaves, until I say so.
ALAN
But I have to --
Alan squeezes his legs together like hes in pain, and then
he pisses himself. The warm yellowy liquid runs down his leg,
and makes a puddle on the floor.
CHUCK
When you gotta go, you gotta go.
ALAN
Hi --
CAFETERIA LADY
Whaddaya want?
ALAN
Uh, do you have pizza?
32.
CAFETERIA LADY
Stop bein such a smartass.
ALAN
No, I really want pizza.
CAFETERIA LADY
We have oatmeal, or sunflower
butter sandwiches. Take your pick.
ALAN
Ummm... Ill have the oatmeal,
please.
CAFETERIA LADY
NEXT!
MARK
Nope. Youre not sitting here,
pissy pants.
ALAN
What is this high school?
ALAN (CONTD)
(low voice)
Asshole.
ALAN (CONTD)
Hey... You gonna make fun of me,
too?
CHUCK
Have a seat.
CHUCK (CONTD)
So, youre new here, huh?
ALAN
Yeah...
CHUCK
Youre the new kid.
ALAN
If you think being 40 years old
makes me a new kid, alright then.
CHUCK
Boy, youve got a lot to learn.
ALAN
About what?
CHUCK
This place... Its not normal.
ALAN
I noticed.
CHUCK
Did Nicole already tell you that
this place has a 99% success rate?
ALAN
Nicole? That crazy blonde lady, who
manages everything? Yeah. Pretty
unbelievable, right?
CHUCK
Not really.
ALAN
Whats that mean?
34.
CHUCK
Do you know the reason for the 99%
success rate?
ALAN
Im all ears.
CHUCK
You dont get to leave here, until
you kick your addiction... Or die.
ALAN
Wait, what? No. The programs only
90 days long.
CHUCK
Did you read the fine print of your
agrement? Its not 90 days. 90 days
is just the minimum. If need be
youll stay here longer. Theres a
guy whos been here for five years.
ALAN
Five years? Who is this joker?
CHUCK
I forget his name... Mark? Yeah, I
think thats it. Mark. Mark
something. Youll know him when you
see him. The guys one big bastard.
I recommend avoiding him.
ALAN
Ill try my best.
Alan, and Chuck take a moment to eat, then continue talking.
CHUCK
So! Whats your deal?
ALAN
My deal?
CHUCK
Yeah, dont leave me hangin. Tell
me about yourself.
ALAN
Why?
CHUCK
This is what people do. They
exchange information to learn about
each other. Right?
35.
ALAN
Correct. But I dont wanna talk
about myself.
CHUCK
Youre a real private person, huh?
ALAN
I know. I have an idea. Why dont
you tell me about you?
CHUCK
Me? No. Im a boring person.
ALAN
Let me be the judge of that.
CHUCK
(thinking)
Well, um, lets see... I grew up in
a family of five. I had an older
brother, and sister. My dad was an
alcoholic, and he would beat my mom
when he got angry. But my mom stuck
it out because she was this crazy
religious woman. To be honest, it
seemed like she was only married to
Jesus.
ALAN
Whoa. Thats some heavy stuff, man.
CHUCK
Nah, its more common than you
think. Im not the only one. Lots
of people grow up like that, and
then they run away from home, and
work on a cruise ship.
ALAN
You worked on a cruise ship? Fancy.
CHUCK
Yeah, its where I met Jennifer.
ALAN
Let me guess. Shes your
shweetheart?
CHUCK
Not exactly.
ALAN
Hows that?
36.
CHUCK
Im... Dont make fun of me, but
shes just someone that I really,
really, really love. But its kind
of, uh, unrequited.
ALAN
Oh, no. Thats bad. How long have
you been in love?
CHUCK
Ummm, 7 years?
ALAN
Fuck. 7 years?
CHUCK
I know. But I cant do anything
about it.
ALAN
Man, you gotta move on.
CHUCK
I want to. I try, but I keep going
back to her. Theres just something
about her. Shes got a stranglehold
on me. I havent even...
(struggling to get words
out)
I havent even been with a lady
before. Thats how much I love her.
SHIT. I made so many sacrifices.
(getting angry)
And she doesnt even appreciate it.
Im in here because of her.
ALAN
Oh, she introduced you to drugs,
huh?
CHUCK
No. No... I got the idea to sell
drugs on my own. Because I wanted
to buy her things. You know, shower
her with gifts, and make her feel
like a princess. Then I became my
own best customer. I was like
Scarface. But a PG version.
ALAN
I dont know what to say. Im so
disappointed in you.
CHUCK
Hey. You said you wouldnt judge
me.
ALAN
What? That doesnt sound like
something Id say.
Alan now spoons himself some oatmeal. And Chuck bites into
his sunflower butter sandwich.
Alan, and Chuck turn their heads, and look at Mark, who has a
big grin on his face.
ALAN (CONTD)
Hey! What the hell was that for?
ALAN (CONTD)
(to Mark)
Dude. Did no one tell you there are
starving children in Africa?
MARK
Then dont let it go to waste. Lick
it up.
ALAN
Are you crazy?
Mark steps over to Alan, grabs his face, and takes out a
switchblade knife. He puts tip of the blade under Alans
nose.
MARK
Do it, darky.
MARK (CONTD)
Lets go! I dont have all day!
MARK (CONTD)
Mmm, doesnt it look delicious?
MARK (CONTD)
Wait, hold on. I want everyone to
see this.
(waves to the cafeteria)
Hey, everyone! We got a show goin
on down here! Come one, come all!
Gather around!
MARK (CONTD)
Alright, now where were we? Ah,
yes, you were going to lick up your
oatmeal, like a lil dog.
CHUCK
Dont do it, Alan.
Mark grabs Chucks hand, and puts it down flat on the table.
Chuck looks in shock. He pulls his hand back, and holds it,
and trembles.
Mark takes his knife out the table, and stares down Alan.
MARK (CONTD)
Get to it, boy...!
39.
We see some familiar faces. Theres Alan, and Chuck who are
next to each other, and across from them is Mark.
Then PREACHER PAUL comes into the room, and enters the
circle. Holding a bible in his hand, he swivels his head, and
looks at everyone.
PREACHER PAUL
I know, I know. You dont wanna
hear it. You think that Im just
some sort of religious nut here to
lecture you. But I know all about
struggle. Because after all my hero
was nailed to a cross.
ALAN
(low voice)
Whos he calling a fool?
PREACHER PAUL
YOU CRUMBLED. You gave in to an
addiction. But I tell you to free
yourself of this addiction. Free
yourself of all addictions!
Whatever you are addicted to --
drugs, sex, food, booze, cigarettes
-- all addictions are evil! They
are a tool of the devil! They put
you in chains! They enslave you!
But its easy to fall into this
slavery, because all the bad guys,
and bad girls that you think are
your pals are telling you its
something amazing. They say its
progressive, and freeing, and
pleasurable! Is it?! For how long?
NO! Its a lie! They want to own
you! They want you to be hooked!
And theyre all benefiting from
your misery! Everyone is happy,
except you! But do not let them
take advantage of you! Get rid of
the pests, and surround yourself
with good people, who will help you
be better! Refuse the darkness!
Strive to be pure, and righteous!
Break off these shackles, and open
your heart to Christ! Let in the
light of God!
Preacher Paul goes over to Alan, and looks at him with wide
eyes.
ALAN
Look. I dont believe in this God
stuff. If Gods real whys the
world so shitty?
PREACHER PAUL
Because you do not have enough
faith.
ALAN
Bull shit.
PREACHER PAUL
My son, salvation is here, but only
if you want it.
ALAN
(tired)
What is the point of this?
CHUCK
They say when you do something
really hard everything else seems
easier.
ALAN
Nah, I dont buy into that.
At this moment, Chris gets up from his seat, and barks at the
men.
42.
CHRIS
Alright, ladies! I gotta bleed the
lizard -- do not stop breaking
these rocks!
Except Mark. He leaves his spot, and walks over to Alan, and
Chuck. They look up at him.
MARK
(to Alan)
HEY. I didnt appreciate how you
disrespected the preacher at the
meetin today. I think you all owe
us an apology, darky.
ALAN
Mark. Im getting pretty sick of
this. Now I dont care if you
harass me, and annoy me all day
long -- but call me darky one more
time, and Im gonna put your lights
out.
MARK (CONTD)
Are you coming?
CUT TO:
Chuck, and the rest of the men are surrounding Mark, and
Alan, who are circling around each other, with their hands up
like boxers.
43.
MARK (CONTD)
(to Alan)
Cmon, darky! Hit me!
It cracks Alan good, and Alan loses control of his legs, and
falls to the ground on his back.
The next moment, as Alan tries to get up, Mark steps on his
chest, and presses him down.
MARK (CONTD)
You got some balls, darky, but that
aint gonna save yah!
CHUCK
Mark, youre gonna kill him!
MARK
I dont care! Im having fun!
Chuck picks up a rock on the ground, and throws it at Mark.
It hits him in the face, and the crowd of men go silent --
but this attack is ineffective.
MARK (CONTD)
(to Chuck)
You little bastard.
Mark gets his foot off Alans chest, and takes a step
forward. Chuck looks scared.
SECRETARY
#89!
Alan lifts his hand, and looks at his ticket that says #89.
ALAN
Oh, thats me.
(to Secretary)
Coming!
ALAN (CONTD)
(moving through people)
Excuse me... Sorry, sorry. I just
gotta get through here. Sorry.
Alan reaches the door that has the name NICOLE stamped on
it.
ALAN
Whoa. Fancy.
NICOLE
Hello, Mr Carmichael.
ALAN
Hello, Nicole.
45.
NICOLE
What can I do for you?
ALAN
I --
NICOLE
Have a seat.
NICOLE (CONTD)
You were saying?
ALAN
I have a complaint.
NICOLE
Oh?
ALAN
Do you know Mark?
NICOLE
We all know Mark.
ALAN
Well, hes been, uhhh, bullying me.
Not just me, Chuck too. We both got
beat up by him. Real good, yknow.
NICOLE
Hrm. How unfortunate.
ALAN
And how will he be punished?
NICOLE
He wont be punished.
ALAN
What? Why not?
NICOLE
His father happens to be the owner
of this business.
ALAN
Are you kidding me?
46.
NICOLE
No. I never kid anyone. NOW, Mr
Carmichael, if you would care to
leave, I shall get back to my bird
watching.
Nicole spins her chair around to face the large window. She
picks up a pair of binoculars to look at the birds outside.
ALAN
But what am I gonna do about Mark?
NICOLE
Youre a grown man. With muscles.
Have you ever considered sticking
up for yourself instead of relying
on others? Or might it be that you
are too cowardly to do that?
ALAN
(irritated)
I am not a coward.
NICOLE
Thats good to know. Then you can
tell Mark to leave you alone.
ALAN
I dont think its as easy as you
make it sound.
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, if you dont stick
up for yourself, everyone will
treat you like a doormat. Is that
what you want?
ALAN
Of course not.
NICOLE
So, get to it.
ALAN
But youre supposed to --
NICOLE
MR CARMICHAEL. Cant you see Im
busy? Please. Dont overstay your
welcome here.
Alan glares.
47.
ALAN
Fine. Im going.
His door is open. His mom, MYRTLE, comes by seeing that her
son is still up at this time.
MYRTLE
ALAN!
MYRTLE (CONTD)
Youre supposed to be asleep. What
are you doing?
ALAN
Waiting for daddy to come home.
MYRTLE
How many times have I told you? He
He aint comin back. Your daddy is
gone -- forever.
ALAN
Why?
MYRTLE
...He doesnt love you.
Alan frowns.
48.
MYRTLE (CONTD)
To be honest, I dont love you
either. You were an accident.
Youre not even supposed to exist.
But lucky you here you are. Alive,
and well.
ALAN
Okay. I think Im ready to go to
bed now.
MYRTLE
Good, because I got some things to
do early in the morning.
Alan goes to his bed, and covers himself with his blanket.
ALAN
Whatre you doing in the morning?
MYRTLE
I have to see the witch doctor
about my spontaneous melting.
ALAN
Spontaneous melting?
Disturbed, he sits on the edge of his bed, and puts his face
into his hands.
Alan hears this, and slowly turns his head, and looks at it.
Chris, and Mark are in the background, at one end, while Alan
is nearer to the front, seated on a chair with his letter.
ALAN
(reading)
Dear dad, how are you doing? I hope
youre doing OK. The kids at school
keep saying youre bad because you
take drugs.
Alan frowns.
ALAN (CONTD)
(reading)
But I know deep inside youre a
good person, and no matter what
youll always be my father, and
Ill always love. Please get
better. Love, Abbey.
Alan folds his letter up, and puts it into his pocket. He
leans back, and has a little smile on his face.
He is absolutely beaming.
CHUCK
Alan! Alan! Youll never guess
what!
ALAN
What is it?
CHUCK
You remember Jennifer?
ALAN
I think so. Shes the girl you
like.
CHUCK
The girl I like? No! Shes the girl
I love with all my heart! Shes the
woman of my dreams!
50.
ALAN
Aw, how quaint.
CHUCK
She wrote me!
CHUCK (CONTD)
Finally, after all this time! Oh my
goodness!
CHUCK (CONTD)
I think I know what it is.
ALAN
What is it?
CHUCK
Its a love letter. Im like 99%
sure its a love letter. I mean, it
feels like a greeting card, or
something, but, well, you know the
message inside will be, uh, love
lettery.
Alan nods.
CHUCK (CONTD)
Yeah, shes confessing her love for
me. After all this hard work, of
sobering up, shes seeing me for
what I really I am. I got one week
left in this place, and then we get
to be together! How amazing is
that?
ALAN
Pretty damn amazing.
CHUCK
I cant believe it. But this is the
day...this is the day my life
finally changes. For the better. I
have Jennifer, and she has me, and
we have each other -- Im the
luckiest man in the world.
51.
ALAN
Congratulations.
CHUCK
Here.
ALAN
Whats this?
CHUCK
You open it for me. I want you to
be a part of this special occasion.
ALAN
Really? No, I cant.
CHUCK
Youre my best friend. Youre the
perfect person to do it.
ALAN
I didnt know I was your best
friend.
CHUCK
Oh, Alan. Dont be so humble.
ALAN
Alright then.
ALAN (CONTD)
Lets see what we got here.
Alan opens the envelope, and finds something that looks like
a greeting card.
CHUCK
Ooh, a greeting card.
CHUCK (CONTD)
Whats it say?
ALAN
(reading)
To Charles A. Smith: Felicitations,
you are cordially invited to the
wedding of Jennifer White & Robert
Carlson. We hope that you will be
there, and can share in our moment
of joy. Please RSV --
CHUCK
(interrupts)
Hold on! Is this a wedding
invitation?
ALAN
Yup. It seems you are invited to a
wedding.
CHUCK
That cant be. Youre joking,
right? Ha-ha! Very funny!
ALAN
Im sorry, Chuck. I know you had
your heart set on this Jennifer
girl, and youre upset but --
CHUCK
Im not upset!
CHUCK (CONTD)
Actually, Im... Im relieved! It
feels like a weight has been lifted
off my shoulders!
ALAN
Chuck, you dont have --
CHUCK
No, no! Im really serious!
Finally, Im free. I dont have to
think about her anymore. I dont
have to do things like CRY when I
see her kissing another guy.
(MORE)
53.
CHUCK (CONT'D)
I can finally move on with my
life, and, and, and I can be a
bachelor. You know, play the field,
be promiscuous. Sleep with lots of
women instead of just saving myself
for one person! Ill be real man
now, wont I?! Wont I, Alan?
ALAN
Yeah... You will.
CHUCK
Okay then! Im off! I gotta start
makin plans to slay those ladies,
huh!
ALAN
Wait!
ALAN (CONTD)
Take care of yourself, Chuck.
CHUCK
Dont you worry about me. Ill be
fine.
The door to Room #101 opens up. Alan comes out. He stretches,
and yawns.
ALAN
Rise, and sunshine, sweetheart. We
got another day to get through.
54.
ALAN (CONTD)
Yo! Chuck? You awake?
ALAN (CONTD)
If youre doin something gross in
there, just be ready, Im comin
in.
But then his eyes move to the bed, and he spots Chuck covered
from head to toe in blanket.
ALAN
(to Chuck)
Oh, there you are.
ALAN (CONTD)
Trying to hide from me, huh?
Chuck doesnt respond.
ALAN (CONTD)
Hey, I know youve been feeling
down lately, so I got something for
you.
Alan goes into his back pocket, and takes out a chocolate
bar.
ALAN (CONTD)
I got you some chocolate. I know
they banned us from eating junk
food, buuut, I managed to sneak it
in. Do you wanna eat it now, or
later?
ALAN (CONTD)
Chuck?
ALAN (CONTD)
(whispering)
Chuck?
ALAN (CONTD)
Are you okay?
Alan touches Chuck. When Chuck doesnt respond, Alan puts his
fingers on his neck to check his pulse. Theres not
heartbeat.
ALAN (CONTD)
Oh, shit.
ALAN (CONTD)
HEYYYY! HEYYYY !IS ANYONE THERE?!
SOMEONE CALL 911! FOR THE LOVE OF
GOD! I NEED HELP!
ALAN
Im not supposed to be here, but I
wanted to give you some flowers.
ALAN (CONTD)
They smell pretty good... Hey, I
never told you this before, because
I didnt think youd wanna hear
it... But I think youre too damned
good for that Jennifer girl! She
didnt deserve you, man.
(MORE)
56.
ALAN (CONTD)
You were, you were the A-side. You
were something else.
ALAN (CONTD)
Rest in peace, Chuck. Or I dunno,
be a wild man, and party. If you
see Marilyn Monroe, tell her I
said, Hi.
Alan grins, but kind of a sad grin. He sighs, and sits down
on the ground. You can see the pain in the face. You can hear
his labored breathing.
Alan comes up to the rehab center. His head is kept down like
hes trying to hide. He uses a key, and opens the front door,
and quietly goes inside.
Chaos.
ALAN
Ohhh, crap.
ALAN (CONTD)
Dont do this. Youll regret it.
MARK
Get out of my way, darky.
MARK (CONTD)
Im going to kill you!
ALAN
(angry)
I dont care! Why dont you try!?
Alan then pushes Mark back, and sends him to the floor.
Now, Alan tends to Chris, and taps him on his shoulder. Chris
looks up.
ALAN (CONTD)
Come on, Chris. We gotta get out of
here.
Alan helps Chris up, and the two hastily head out the front
entry as the melee in the lobby continues.
And then we hear Nicoles voice over the speaker system. Her
voice is loud enough that its heard by everyone.
NICOLE (O.S.)
(speaker)
Hello, friends. I hope youre all
doing well. Due to recent
complaints about a fracas in the
lobby, we shall be releasing a
sleeping gas to calm everyone down.
Reportedly it has a taste of
strawberries -- or was that acid?
The rehab patients causing trouble stop, and look at the loud
speaker.
The mens eyes go wide, and SLEEPING GAS pours out from the
ceilings, and engulfs them.
In the jury box theres Mark, and the rest whore rehab
workers. The workers also fill in the audience area.
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, you are hereby
formally charged, in this room of
justice, for the grievances, and
transgression of being the
mastermind of this rehabilitation
centers most recent calamity, a
riot, in which hundreds of
thousands of dollars worth of
property was damaged in this
buildings very fine lobby. How do
you plead?
ALAN
Not guilty.
NICOLE
Im afraid that is an unacceptable
answer.
ALAN
Then why did you ask me that
question?
NICOLE
Mr Carmichael, it is clear that you
are guilty.
(MORE)
59.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
You were the only individual who
left the rehabilitation center,
before the occurrence of the riot,
and therefore you have self-
incriminated yourself on the basis
of your absence. Furthermore, Chris
has made testimonials of your wrong
doing.
(to Chris)
Christopher, isnt that right? Did
you not say that Alan was the
mastermind of this infraction?
CHRIS
Yes. Alan is a very suspicious
character. Ive always had my eye
on him from day one. You never know
what he could be up to. He
certainly isnt a good character. I
know for a fact he inappropriately
touches himself at night.
ALAN
No, I dont.
CHRIS
Yes, you do. We have video of what
youve been doing.
ALAN
How, how do you have video of what
Ive been doing?
CHRIS
Theres a hidden camera in your
room.
ALAN
(angry)
Theres a hidden camera in my
room?!?
NICOLE
Quiet, Mr Carmichael! You will only
speak when spoken to!
ALAN
But --
NICOLE
ORDER! ORDER IN THE ROOM OF
JUSTICE!
60.
NICOLE (CONTD)
Mr Carmichael! I am very
disappointed with your most awful
behavior. How do you expect to
recover from your insidious
addiction, if you do not follow the
rules?
ALAN
Your rules are confusing. And, and
I try my best. Doesnt that count
for anything?
NICOLE
I do not want your best -- I want
perfection! And that means being
obedient, and disciplined. In the
future, I highly suggest you avoid
behaving like some sort of filthy
animal without any self-control.
ALAN
Im not a filthy animal... Im a
human-being!
NICOLE
So far that is not evident.
ALAN
This is ridiculous.
NICOLE
Did you say what I think you said?
ALAN
This is ridiculous, Nicole! Youre
going to punish me, even when Im
not guilty! And I can get at least
a dozen witnesses to testify my
innocence!
NICOLE
Yes, but Chris thinks youre
guilty.
ALAN
And his word is worth the words of
a dozen people?
61.
NICOLE
Well, those dozen people you speak
of are addicts.
ALAN
So?
NICOLE
So their words are not worth as
much. I trust an addict as much as
I can throw him -- or her.
ALAN
See!
NICOLE
See what?
ALAN
This is the problem with this
business! You treat us like were
just criminals, and nothing more.
Like we're bad people that deserve
to be punished. Yeah, okay, maybe
some of us are bad -- but most of
us aren't.
ALAN (CONTD)
I mean, do you think we want to be
addicted, that we want to be this
way? We know were broken! But we
want to be fixed! We want to be
normal! We want to be productive
members of society! The only reason
we do drugs is because were in
pain. Were just trying to be
happy. Sure, there are other ways
to be happy, but sometimes the
chemical shortcut to happiness is
the easiest way. Can we be blamed
for wanting that? We're not much
different than anyone else, are we?
What about the rest of society?
People drink alcohol, and coffee,
and smoke cigarettes... Aren't
those drugs? Morally, what makes
them so much better? They're
altering their mood with chemicals
too. So, before you judge me, look
at yourself. Look at other people.
(MORE)
62.
ALAN (CONTD)
We're all just trying to escape
this malaise.... This hurt... This
torture.
ALAN (CONTD)
You know my friend Chuck? He got
his heart broken by someone he
loved for 7 years. Julien's going
through one hell of a divorce.
Baxter lost his sister to a drunk
driver. And Liams got anxiety, and
depression from being abused as a
kid. Even Mark that piece of crap,
hes living under the shadow of his
father, never able to please
him. You see. We all got something
going on. Or theres something
that's happened to us. Were not
maniacs, alright? We didn't jump to
drugs to be transgressive, and
break the law. We did it out of
desperation, so we could feel some
type of joy -- even though we know
it's artificial, and manufactured.
But that doesn't make us the bad
guys. That makes us human. Are we
not human?
ALAN (CONTD)
And, anyway, what's so wrong about
me harming myself? It's my body.
Can't I do what I want with it?
NICOLE
But the thing is you're not just
harming yourself. Your behavior is
harming those around you, those who
care for you. You are not an
island, Mr Carmichael.
ALAN
But Im not a bad person either.
So, stop treating me like one!
NICOLE
Either way, Mr Carmichael, you have
to be punished. If you aren't, you
won't learn. You must be
conditioned to behave right.
(MORE)
63.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
Whether your believe it or not, the
law, in here, and outside, is made
with good intentions, and
reasoning.
ALAN
No, its not.
NICOLE
THIS IS NOT UP FOR DEBATE.
ALAN
Well, I dont give a shit.
Nicole gets her gavel. She angrily bangs it down, and uses it
to point.
NICOLE
Take him away to floor five!
ALAN
Floor five?
The two large men behind Alan grab him, and start dragging
him away.
ALAN (CONTD)
Hey, man!
NICOLE
Enjoy your punishment, Mr
Carmichael! I know I will!
ALAN
Ergh! You cant do this to me! This
isnt fair!
NICOLE
Didnt your mama ever tell you?
Life isnt fair!
Accompanied by the two large men from the justice room, Alan
gets into an elevator.
The doors close behind, and everyone turns about, and faces
the panel used for selecting floors.
The elevator doors open up on floor five. Alan, and the two
large men come out.
ALAN
What is this?
LARGE MAN #1, one of the two large men, presses the button on
top, and the metal box opens at the front.
LARGE MAN #1
(to Alan)
Get inside.
ALAN
Im not getting in there.
CUT TO:
Hes sat on his bottom, with barely enough room to move. His
knees are to his chest.
ALAN (CONTD)
HEY!
ALAN (CONTD)
LET ME OUT OF HERE! YOU CANT KEEP
ME IN HERE!
(MORE)
65.
ALAN (CONTD)
(trying to keep it
together)
Come on, you guys! This isnt
funny!
OUTSIDE
Large Man #1, and Large Man #2 are tending to Alans metal
box.
Large Man #1 attaches the hose to the inlet on the top of the
box.
LARGE MAN #1
Alright -- let er rip!
Large Man #2 goes over to the water valve, and turns the
handle.
Alan feels the cold water, which is rapidly flowing into what
little space he has. He screams, and desperately tries
breaking out.
The two large men, with their hands folded, are standing by,
waiting in silence.
Alan falls out onto the floor, like a baby animal coming out
of its mothers womb. He coughs, and wheezes, and gasps to
breathe.
He goes over to his dresser, and grabs it, and with a scream,
pulls it down, making it crash to the ground.
ALAN
(points to self)
Who the hell do they think I am?! I
wont let them treat me like this!
Im own man! Im my own man, you
hear me?! I can do whatever the
hell I want!
Alan goes over to his bed, and kicks it with his foot.
ALAN (CONTD)
Ill show those bastards!
ALAN (CONTD)
Fuck them, and fuck this place!
ALAN
(on phone)
Hello? Yeah... Uh-huh... Okay. See
yah there. Bye.
Alan waves back, and stands up, and walks down to go meet
him.
ALAN
Troy.
TROY
Alan.
ALAN
(annoyed)
Youre late.
TROY
Ah, so what? I got your stuff,
didnt I?
TROY (CONTD)
Everything look alright?
Alan nods.
TROY (CONTD)
Good. Ill collect my money when
you come back in town. Nice doing
business with yeh.
Alan hastily walks back to the rehab center, and goes inside.
Alan goes through the lobby, and heads into the dorm hallway.
Alan comes into his room. He closes the door, and takes his
brown bag to his bed, and eagerly sits down. He looks down at
the bag.
68.
ALAN
(to self)
Alright, Alan. Whatre you gonna do
now?
ALAN (CONTD)
No, I shouldnt do it. Im here to
get better. This is a rehab center.
Im here to get rehabilitated.
Okay, Alan. Just put it away. Its
not that hard.
Alan leaves his bag on his bed, and stands up. He goes over
to his fallen dresser. He picks it up, putting it back in
place.
ALAN (CONTD)
Calm yourself, Alan. Drugs arent
good for you. You know that. They
kill you. Eventually.
Alan puts his hands on top of the dresser like hes bracing
himself.
ALAN (CONTD)
Fight your inner demons. Dont let
them get a hold of you. Youre
better than this. Prove the world
wrong. Show em youre more than
your addiction.
Alan goes back to his bed, and he picks up the brown bag.
ALAN (CONTD)
Just put it away.
He takes the brown bag, and places it atop his dresser, then
he sits on his bed again, and stares at it from a distance.
ALAN (CONTD)
This isnt too bad. Right? Yeah...
Yeah! I dont need drugs!
CUT TO:
He then drops to the floor, on his hands, and knees, and runs
his nose through the white powder, and sucks it up.
ALAN (CONTD)
Ohhhh, thats good!
Alan rolls onto his back, and lays down. He starts motioning
his arms, and legs, like hes making a snow angel.
ALAN (CONTD)
Huh? Whos there? Whatever you
think Im doing in here, Im not
doing it!
The door to Room #101 slowly opens (outward), and a red ball
bounces inside. But no ones thrown it, or so it seems.
Alan gets angry, and throws the ball toward the doorway. But
the ball doesnt go into the hall, and instead bounces back
into the room.
ALAN (CONTD)
What the hell?
The needles come flying out the dresser drawer, like darts.
Alan ducks, and the needles get stuck in the wall behind.
70.
It goes THUD!
ALAN (CONTD)
(points to dresser)
I never trusted you!
ALAN (CONTD)
Jesus!
To avoid getting his legs soaked, Alan stands on his bed, and
watches as blood pours out from the toilet.
ALAN (CONTD)
Oooh, yuck!
Suddenly, the bed Alans on pops up, and makes him fall down.
But Alan falls onto the bed, which closes as a Venus fly trap
does.
While doing so, the toilet blood continues rising. Alan lifts
his face trying to avoid the blood, but it does no good as
the blood soon engulfs him entirely.
Is he done for?
Now, the bed releases Alan, and Alan gets to his feet. He
coughs out blood, and wipes his mouth.
He goes over to the open manhole, that has taken away all the
blood, and looks down at it.
ALAN (CONTD)
Howd that get there?
VOICE (V.O.)
Alan.
ALAN
Who, whos there?
VOICE (V.O.)
Do you need help?
ALAN
Yes! Yes, I do need help! Help me!
VOICE (V.O.)
The only person that can help you
now...is you.
ALAN
What kinda bullshit is that? At
least gimme some useful advice!
VOICE (V.O.)
Keep moving forward.
ALAN
Thats it?! Thats your advice?!
VOICE (V.O.)
Goodbye, Alan.
Alan comes down a ladder, and enters the sewer. The sewer is
a large, dank, stinky place, but its illuminated with
floating candles.
ALAN
Aw, Come on...!
Alan sighs.
ALAN (CONTD)
Maybe I have to pull it.
Alan grabs the gate, and pulls on it. One of the rails
dislodges, and this puts him off balance, and sends him
falling to his bottom.
Alan throws the rail to the floor. In that instance the rail
magically transforms into a cobra. The cobra hisses at Alan.
Suddenly all the rails on the gate turns into cobras as well.
They all face Alan, and glare his way.
Alan turns around to run. He gets a few feet, but bumps into
an invisible barrier.
ALAN (CONTD)
What the -- ?
73.
ALAN (CONTD)
Stay away from me!
ALAN
Where am I?
ALAN (CONTD)
Hmm, follow the light...
ALAN
You gotta be kidding me.
Alan moves back from the spike pit, and then runs ahead, and
jumps over it. He barely clears the gap. He stumbles, and
falls, but clambers back to standing.
There are tiki torches all around for illumination, and big,
fat men in top hats, and suits, backs facing us, at a long,
wooden table.
ALAN
(shyly)
Excuse me.
No one responds.
ALAN (CONTD)
EXCUSE ME. Sorry to bother, you
gentlemen, but Im a little lost,
and I need some directions.
(points to mountain)
I have to go up that mountain -- I
think.
All the fat men in their top hats, and suits turn around.
They arent men, so much as they are literally pigs, with
pink skin, and big, flat noses.
ALAN (CONTD)
Oh! Whoa! Sorry, I think Ive made
a mistake here.
Alan turns around, and a GIANT PIG comes out of the shadows,
and blocks his way.
ALAN (CONTD)
Is that a giant pig?
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GIANT PIG
REVENGE!
The Giant Pig opens its jaws, and snatches up Alan, and
swallows him whole.
It sucks him up. He gets taken in, and twisted around, like a
plastic bag caught in the wind.
76.
ALAN
Augh!
Alan shakes the Diminutive Man off, and tries getting up. But
he cant. He turns his eyes, and figures out that hes tied
up in rope.
And all these tiny, little people are standing around him,
staring.
ALAN (CONTD)
What do you want from me?!
DIMINUTIVE MAN
Monster!
ALAN
Im not a monster --
DIMINUTIVE MAN
MONSTER!
The Diminutive Man, and the tiny, little people all around
charge. They run onto Alan, and they get on his face, and go
into his ears, nostrils, and eyes.
They get under his skin, and make their way to the top of his
head. Under his skin they all start stomping like theyre
trying to put out fires.
ALAN
Aaaaagh!
Alan breaks the ropes holding him down. He stands up, and
with his fists hits his own head, wherever the tiny, little
people might be.
ALAN (CONTD)
I guess theyre all dead.
He gets off his hands, and knees, and finds a large, flat
rock. He sits down on it to rest.
He tilts his head back, and looks up. There are vultures,
with glowing yellow eyes, circling above.
ALAN (CONTD)
Are those vultures?
Alan makes haste, and gets off his rock, and runs. The
oversized vulture is far too fast.
Using its talons it picks up Alan, and takes him away into
the sky.
The piranhas strip the shark of his flesh, and leave behind
but a skeleton.
ALAN
(to self)
I guess thats where I have to go.
Alan makes his way up the mountain slope. The slope is just
barely walkable, having non-flat surfaces, dips, holes, loose
rocks, and debris on the ground.
Alan and the Doppelganger reach the summit, where just ahead
there is the freestanding door from before.
DOPPELGANGER
Hello, Alan...
ALAN
Who, who are you?
DOPPELGANGER
Alan, my boy! Dont you recognize
me? Im you!
ALAN
YOU ARE NOT ME!
The front door to the rehab center bursts open, with Alan
coming out of it. He tumbles to the ground, and rolls.
81.
Alan breathes out a big cloud from his mouth, and he rubs
himself trying to warm up. His head then turns, and he spots
his car in the near distance.
He brings his keys to the ignition switch, but finds his keys
are not really keys anymore. They are plastic baby keys.
ALAN
What the hell?
Alan angrily throws the plastic baby keys, and they land at
the corner of the dash pad, under the windshield.
Alan now tries opening his door to get out. It wont budge.
And then all of sudden the car all on its own turns itself
on. We hear the sound of the motor going.
The car speeds around the PARKING LOT, and heads for the
frozen lake which is off to the side of the rehab center.
The car plows through a pile of snow, and gets onto the
FROZEN lake, where it loses control, and spins out.
But soon the spinning stops, and the cars rests in the middle
of the ice.
Then he feels a quake. The weight of his car has broken the
ice beneath, and it starts sinking nose-up into the freezing
water.
Alan tries opening his door to escape, and then his window,
but both do not work.
Alan climbs through the hole, and gets out of his car just at
the last second. He lands on his hands, and knees.
He stands up, turns around, and steps back, and watches his
vehicle disappear into the depths of the lake.
DOPPELGANGER
Alan... Alan! ALAAAAAN! Why are
ignoring me?!? Dont you see?!? We
belong together!
83.
ALAN
No, no -- nooooooooooooo!
DOPPELGANGER
YOU WILL BLEED!
Alan covers his head, and starts running for his life.
Narrowly dodging the assault of fire, he makes it to the end
of the lake, where the exit in the wall of ice is.
He cries in pain.
The Doppelganger drags Alan through the snow, and takes him
to the back of the rehab center.
DOPPELGANGER
Look!
ALAN
What, what is this?!
DOPPELGANGER
It is your destiny!
The Doppelganger takes Alan, and throws him into the shallow
grave.
Alan tries getting up, but the Doppelganger hits him with the
shovel, striking his forehead.
The Doppelganger now uses the shovel in his hand, and begins
digging up dirt, which he throws onto Alan, and the shallow
grave. He is burying him alive.
Alan puts his arms in front of his face, trying to block the
dirt.
DOPPELGANGER (CONTD)
(singing)
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing
in the sheaves... Bringing in, oh
bringing in, bring in the sheaves!
As Alan seems done for, being up to his neck in dirt, he
hears the voice of Chuck.
CHUCK (O.S.)
Alan! Dont give up!
Alan comes into the lobby of the rehab center. He closes the
door, then takes a chair, and places it in front to keep it
shut.
He dials 911.
ALAN
(phone)
Hello! 911?! I need your help!
Theres someone trying to kill me!
ALAN
God damn it!
The letters slowly turn Alans way, and then rush towards him
by some means of locomotion.
Alan goes rolling into a wall. Alan braces against the wall,
and gets up.
ALAN
Come on, not again.
He step left, and right, and left; the letters mimic him,
pointing each time in his direction.
The letters head for Alan again, and Alan tries running as
best he can. The letters follow, and crash into his back.
Alan goes flying, and he flips, and lands on the ground with
a thud.
As they look nearly about to hit Alan, Alan jumps up, and
grabs the pipe above him. He hangs off this pipe, and tucks
in his legs.
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The letters of LIFE go past him, and crash into the cement
wall, and it shatters into what seems a million pieces.
ALAN (CONTD)
(extremely anxious)
How the hell am I gonna get out of
here?
DOPPELGANGER
ALAAAAAAAN!
Alan tries to run, but the Doppelganger opens his mouth, and
inhaling sucks him up.
Alan keeps on going, with his head forward, but then the
Doppelganger leaps on him, and bowls him over.
Together they fall off the path, and float in the void.
Now, the beating sound of his dying heart can be heard, even
louder than his labored breathing.
ALAN
Finally. Its over.
Its like looking into the night sky. There is a quiet beauty
to it.
He stands up, and walks over to it. He picks it up, and gives
it a long stare. He shakes his head.
NICOLE
Good morning! Congratulations to
you!
ALAN
Thanks.
Nicole smiles.
NICOLE
Well, you take care of yourself
now. Dont get caught up in any
shenanigans, huh?
ALAN
I promise. I wont.
NICOLE
Goodbye then, Alan, and good luck.
ALAN
So long, Nicole.
Nicole now looks down. She picks up a pen, and starts writing
onto some paper.
MARK
Alan.
ALAN
Mark.
ALAN (CONTD)
What is this? Whatre you doing?
MARK
I just wanna apologize for
my...terrible behavior. I was
wrong, and Im sorry. I just hope
you dont hold a grudge against me.
ALAN
Nope. Im letting go of the past,
and moving on. I wont let people
live in my head rent-free.
Mark looks confused. Alan takes his hand, and shakes it.
Our eyes are on Alan. He drives away from the rehab center,
and gets off the parking lot, headed to the bridge.
But he lifts his head up, and balancing himself, takes out
his brown bag.
Alans car zooms past us, and knocks away an empty can on the
asphalt.
Footsteps are heard, and then the door slowly opens. Abbey,
and Cheryl greet Alan.
ABBEY
Welcome home, dad.
FADE TO BLACK.