Stephen Metcalfe - Writer & Director

MEGS
A homerun in the ninth.
DAVID
What?
MEGS
You liked them Dodgers. Bad liked his Cubbies. Bad won on a homerun in the ninth.
DAVID
That’s right.
MEGS
Fifty bucks you bet.
DAVE
And lost.
MEGS
Loved those Cubbies, huh? Ol’ Bad? Crazy for’m. Wanted us all to go to Wrigley. Beer and hot dogs. Scream till we’re horse. Oughta do that sometime, dawg.
DAVID
Forget it.
MEGS
Be the bomb.
DAVID
Hold out your hands.
MEGS
(covering them)
Hey, man.
DAVE
C’mon.
MEGS
Davie, I ain’t put my hands through glass a long time.
DAVID
I heard that before.
MEGS
C’mon, look at me, man. Look at me now. I bet you never seen me lookin’ so good.
DAVID
You look the same as always, “man”.
MEGS
(an edge)
Fuck, yeah. And you. You lookin’ real good too.
(then:)
Fate’s a funny thing.
(then:)
So come on, brother, talk to me.
DAVID
Talk. About what.
David rises, moves to a cabinet, gets a bottle of whiskey. He takes a sip; shudders. Offers it to Megs
MEGS
Never never touch it no more.
(The beer)
Not that much a this either.
Dave takes another drink and moves back to the couch. Megs picks up a framed photo.
MEGS
These your folks, man?
DAVID
Yeah.
Megs
Nice looking’ Mom.
DAVID
She moves to Jacksonville about a six months ago. She didn’t like the cold and my uncle’s there. She calls once a week and she and Martha gang up on me.
MEGS
Maybe too many memories of your Dad around here too, huh?
DAVID
Maybe.
MEGS
Musta been a bitch, man, musta been real tough. You in that hospital bed - Germany - they lay that on ya.
DAVID
I was pissed. It was my Dad’s gotta protect America bullshit that got me to enlist in the first place. I’d been fantasizing for months how the first thing I was gonna do was deck the son of a bitch. I mean, he was a vet, man - Viet Nam. He shoulda known better.
Another photo
MEGS
Yo, this Martha?
Dave looks, laughs.
MEGS
She’s changed, huh? Blossomed.
DAVE
Blossomed. Yeah, right.
A plaque
MEGS
And look at this. Captain America, baby.
DAVID
Future millionaire’s club.
MEGS
You gonna be a millionaire, man? Me too.
DAVID
I was gonna be everything, man. You name it, I thought I was I was gonna be it.
MEGS
This is all good memories, dawg. Stuff to show your kids.
DAVID
You kidding me? It’s a bad fuckin’ joke.
(then)
Hey, Martha, let’s go if we’re gonna go!
MEGS
Dress warm, girl! We want you to catch rainbows, not your death a’ cold!
(then)
You know, I think she likes me?
DAVID
You?
(Laughing)
Come off it, man. You two are from different planets. Only reason she’s coming along is to bust my ass.
MEGS
Yeah. Yeah, guess you’re right.
(moving to the window; a low whistle)
Sun’s coming up. Gonna be pretty, baby.
(Then:)
Hey, you remember sunsets over there? Beauties, man. Oh, yeah. Remember what ol’ Bad’d say? All we need is mai-tai’s and a fuckin’ ocean, we pretend we all in Hawaii. I never been to Hawaii but I remember him sayin’ that. Sure do.
(then:)
Know what I hated, man? The nights.
DAVE
...yeah.
MEGS
Hittin’ it knowing you had to go out again, do the same thing in the morning. Never got used to it. Get psyched, get numb, get a little bad ass goin’. One for the money, two for the show, baby. Three to get ready, now go.
DAVID
Are you listening to yourself.
MEGS
Huh? What’s that.
DAVID
What you’re talkin’ about.
MEGS
Just talk.
DAVE
We’re not there, man, we’re here.
MEGS
Yes, we are. We are home. We are here and now and that’s what counts.
(Then:)
Talkin’ don’t hurt, dawg. Maybe you don’t do it often enough.
DAVID
Other people do it enough for me. Talk, talk, that’s all they do. And they don’t know shit and they don’t know shit about me and they should shut the fuck up.
(The hat)
Jesus, why don’t you burn that fuckin’ thing.
MEGS
It was Bad’s.
DAVID
Bury it with him.
He grabs the hat and throws it across the room. Silence. Then:
DAVID
Yeah... this trout fishing is a great time.