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FADE IN
EXT-STUYVESANT HIGH SCHOOL-DAY
The front of the high school is empty with no sign of life in sight. The parking lot
is filled with different types of cars ranging from Bmws, and Audis to 1985
Hondas and Chevrolets. Grey clouds hover over Stuyvesant high school like it’s
about to rain. There’s an awkward silence within the air, and the only sounds you
can hear are footsteps dragging against the pavement of the sidewalk and the
mumbling of heavy metal music playing from a distance. BLAKE is slowly
walking down the sidewalk towards Stuyvesant high school with his earphones
plugged into his ears. Blake looks to be about eighteen, and you can tell that he
has numerous tattoos on his body.
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INT- HIGH SCHOOL CLASSROOM-DAY
The classroom is filled with about twenty students spread throughout the room.
The students stare at the teacher looking like they’re bored. Some students in the
back of the room are struggling to stay awake; others are gazing out the window.
RILEY is sitting three seats away from the door in the front row. The sound of
the locked classroom door starts to jiggle abruptly. MR. SMITH walks over to
the door, gazes out the window and then opens the door. Blake walks into the
room with the same slow pace like when he was outside. Riley stares at Blake
confused as if he knows that something is wrong with Blake. Mr. Smith walks
away from Blake.
MR.SMITH
Late once again Mr. Richards. By any chance,
are you going to make it to one class on time
before the year is over?
Blake stands by the door while he listens to Mr. Smith criticizing him. Blake looks scared. His
eyes keep moving back and forth from Mr. Smith to Riley. Riley stares at Blake and knows that
something is wrong. Blake takes a quick glance over his shoulders and then over the classroom.
Riley starts to open his mouth to say something to Blake, when Blake suddenly pulls up the back
of his shirt and pulls a .45 automatic colt pistol and waves it back and forth across the classroom
and at Mr. Smith. The classroom screams in terror, some students hide under their desk, others sit
in their chairs stunned. Mr. Smith puts his hands up in the air, Riley sits in his chair with his
hands gripping the sides of the desk, and his eyes are bulging as he stares at Blake. Blake firmly
grips the pistol and cocks the gun. He continues to move the gun across the room pointing at
every student he hears making a sound. His arms are shaking, his eyes begin to water, every
breathe that he takes gets deeper, and his voice sounds shaky.
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BLAKE
Everybody…everybody just shut the fuck up and
calm down, I don’t wanna have to hurt anyone.
RILEY
Blake what..what the hell are you doing man?
BLAKE
(To Riley)
I don’t know…I just thought...
MR. SMITH
Blake. Blake you don’t have to do this. You’re better
than this Blake. Just put the gun down.
Blake points the gun at Mr. Smith.
BLAKE
Just sit down Smitty. All year you’ve been riding
my fuckin back. Just give me one good reason why
I shouldn’t blow your fuckin brains out right now.
RILEY
Blake! Why are you doing this?
BLAKE
I’m giving you what you want.
Blake turns and points the gun at Riley.
BLAKE
(Continues)
You said you always wanted to be remembered. Right?
RILEY
What…what are you talking about?
Blake looks over his shoulder to see if Mr. Smith moved. His eyes glance over
the classroom and he can see the fear on everyone’s face. He realizes that he
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made a horrible mistake, but it’s too late for him to stop now. Blake begins to cry
while still pointing the gun at Riley.
BLAKE
I’m doing this for you Riley! I’m making your
dream come true. I’m giving you the one thing
that you always wanted.
RILEY
I...I...I don’t understand.
BLAKE
Success, I’m giving you success.
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Off screen the sound of a gunshot is fired. The sounds of students screaming in
terror and crying can be heard.
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“Credit Sequence”
Sinful Success
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INT-RILEY’S GRANDPARENT’S HOUSE-DAY
Riley is four years old. He’s sitting on his grandparents’ living room floor in
front of the television. Both grandparents are sitting in the living room in their
rocking chairs. GRANDMA is knitting a little sweater for her dog. Her glasses
are at the tip of her nose as she concentrates on her knitting. GRANDPA is sitting
in his rocking chair, with a cigar that’s not lit in his mouth while he reads the
newspaper. On the television the movie Top Gun is playing. Riley stares at the
television. He is captivated by the movie and can’t look away.
V.O. RILEY
I was four when I first saw the movie Top Gun.
I was so intrigued by Tom Cruise’s character
Maverick; I just thought he was coolest guy ever.
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The way he faced danger and how he wasn’t afraid
of Iceman, I never saw anyone like him. I knew right
then I had to be Maverick. I had to be Tom Cruise...
I had to be an actor.
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INT-RILEY’S BEDROOM-NIGHT
Riley is seven, he’s gluing pictures of Tom Cruise, Adam Sandler, James Dean
and other celebrities onto a white poster board. There’s cut out magazine
lettering, spelling out famous and actor on the poster board. His room is covered
with movie posters of Star Wars, Batman, Top Gun, E.T., Jaws and other movies.
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INT-RILEY’S LIVINGROOM-NIGHT
Riley’s parents DAVID TREVON and NICOLE TREVON are sitting in the
living room. Mr. Trevon is watching television and Mrs. Trevon is reading a
Women’s health magazine. Riley runs into the living room with the white poster
board in his hands.
RILEY
Mommy, Mommy look I finished my project.
MRS. TREVON
Aww, that’s great honey. Let’s see what you got there.
Mrs. Trevon takes the poster board, looks over all the pictures and writing and
gets a concerned look on her face.
MRS. TREVON
(Continues)
Ohh…This is nice Riley. You did a great job.
MR. TREVON
Well let’s hear what you’re going to say Riley.
RILEY
Okay.
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Riley takes the poster board off his mom. He clears his throat and raises the
poster board in front of his face and begins to read the back of the poster.
RILEY
Hi my name is Riley Trevon and what I want to be
when I grow up is an actor. I want to be like Tom Cruise,
he’s my favorite actor. My favorite movie is Top Gun.
I know if I become an actor like Tom Cruise then I can
make one my teachers fall in love with me. And that’s why
I want to be an actor when I grow up.
Riley pulls the poster board from in front of his face and he has a big smile on his
face. Mrs. Trevon slowly claps her hands and smiles at Riley. Mr. Trevon sits on
the couch with his armed crossed against his chess; he stares at Riley with a
serious look on his face.
MRS. TREVON
You’re going to give a great presentation Riley.
RILEY
Thanks mom.
MR. TREVON
I don’t like it.
MRS. TREVON
David...Why would you say that?
MR. TREVON
It’s unrealistic. Let me tell you something Riley.
You’re never going to become an actor, so you might as
well let that dream go.
MRS. TREVON
David!
MR. TREVON
What? I’m telling our son the truth. You’re not going
to be an actor. The only thing you’re going to grow up
to be is either a doctor or a lawyer. Take those foolish
dreams out of your head. You’re going to graduate high
school, go to Columbia University, and study medicine
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or law. Yah got it kid?
Riley starts to cry and runs out of the room
MRS. TREVON
David I can’t believe you would tell our son that.
MR. TREVON
Oh give me a break Nicole. You know you wanted
to say the same thing.
MRS. TREVON
Even if I did, I’m not going to say anything. He’s
seven years old for God sakes.
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EXT-BLAKE’S BEDROOM-NIGHT
Blake is five years old, and he’s sitting on the floor in his room. The room is a
mess and clothes are everywhere. He’s watching Jaws on television. In the
background you can see and hear his parents arguing.
V.O. RILEY
This is my best friend Blake. We’ve been best friends
since we were both five. Everyone always asked me why
we’re friends, since we both come from such different
backgrounds. The truth is I had more things in common
with Blake then any of those stuck up kids in my town.
Blake’s father walks into Blake’s room, starts yelling at Blake and then slaps him
hard across the face.
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EXT-PLAYGROUND-DAY
Kids are running and laughing all around the playground. A five year old Blake
is getting picked on by a bunch of kids who are pushing him around in a circle.
Riley walks over to the group of kids and sees Blake being held with his arms
behind his back by RICK, the lead bully.
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RILEY
Hey! Let him go.
RICK
Or what chicken little?
RILEY
Or I’ll go tell on you, vomit breathe.
RICK
You won’t if I smash your face in.
RILEY
Listen, I bet you I can jump over that fence from the
swing. If I win you let him go, if you win you can beat
him up and have my lunch for a week.
BLAKE
I don’t like that deal.
RICK
Deal. You can’t do it. The last kid that tried it landed
face first into the fence, and died
BLAKE
Don’t do it, it’s too dangerous.
RILEY
You’re right Iceman, I am dangerous.
BLAKE
…What?
Riley gets onto the swing and starts kicking his feet back and forth to get higher.
Rick and the group of kids watch him with smiles on their faces thinking that
Riley’s about to kill himself. Riley swings as high as he could get, then jumps
from the swing and goes flying through the air. The group of kids watch Riley
amazed at how high he was. Riley flies over the fence, with his feet inches away
from touching the top of the fence. Riley lands on his feet and falls to the ground.
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BLAKE
He did it.
RICK
Whatever.
Rick punches Blake in the stomach, lets him go, and walks away with his friends
following him.
BLAKE
(To Riley)
That was awesome.
RILEY
Thanks. I’ve been landing that jump all week.
BLAKE
I’m Blake Richards.
RILEY
I’m Riley Trevon.
BLAKE
We’ll Riley, I think you just became my new best friend.
RILEY
Okay.
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INT-HIGH SCOOL HALLWAY-DAY
The hallways are filled with teenagers all round. Class just let out and students
everywhere are hanging out in their cliques, rushing to their next class, and
fooling around. Blake and Riley are at their lockers that are next to each other,
getting their books for their next class.
RILEY
Dude I can’t believe you didn’t like Transformers.
That movie was fucking awesome.
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BLAKE
It’s not that I didn’t like it. I just didn’t think it was
as great as everyone made it seem. Movies today just
aren’t as great as they use to be, with all these special
effects, and horrible storylines. What Hollywood needs
to do is watch the three original Star Wars movies and
remember what great movies looks like.
RILEY
You and your filmmaker critiques can kiss my ass.
Transformers was the shit and for one reason only. Megan.Fox.
BLAKE
How did I know you were going to say that?
RILEY
WHAT? You did think she was hot as hell in that movie?
BLAKE
Yeah...I thought she was hot, but... I prefer Angelina
Jolie over her.
RILEY
Aww, you’re crazy. I went home last night and whacked
off four times after seeing Megan Fox. Angelina has never
done that for me.
BLAKE
Angelina is way better then Megan Fox. Megan
is like…the whore version of Angelina.
RILEY
That’s even better.
BLAKE
Yeah, I guess you’re right.
RILEY
I know I’m right. That’s why when I’m famous
I’ll be fucking both of them while you’ll still be
at home whacking off to your Star Wars movies.
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INT-MR. SMITH’S CLASSROOM-DAY
The classroom is filled with about twenty students spread throughout the room.
The students stare at Mr. Smith with a blank look of their face. Some students in
the back of the room are struggling to stay awake; others are gazing out the
window. Riley is sitting three seats over from the door in the front row. Blake is
sitting in a desk along the wall sleeping, with his mouth wide open.
MR. SMITH
Shakespeare is one of my absolute favorite authors
of all time, and for this whole quarter he’s going to
be your favorite too.
Mr. Smith stands in front of Blake’s desk and slams a yard stick against his desk
to wake up Blake. Blake wakes up startled and looks at Mr. Smith
MR. SMITH
Mr. Richards, who is my favorite author of all time?
BLAKE
Umm…..
Blake looks over at Riley who is mouthing Shakespeare to Blake.
BLAKE
Umm…Sha…Shakira?
The room burst out laughing at Blake.
MR. SMITH
No. It’s Shakespeare. Maybe if you weren’t drooling
all over yourself you would have heard me. I hope your
incompetence gets better soon Mr. Richards or it’s going
to be a long year.
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EXT-HIGH SCHOOL COURTYARD-DAY
Riley and Blake get their lunch from inside the cafeteria and go outside. They
find a table to sit down and eat their lunch.
BLAKE
I swear if I had the opportunity I would seriously kill
Mr. Smith.
RILEY
No you wouldn’t. You don’t have the balls to do that.
BLAKE
I know, but I would at least punch him a few times if
I could.
RILEY
More like bitch slap the way you hit.
BLAKE
Ha.Ha.Ha
A bunch of Riley’s football team mates, JOE,STEVE,VINCE,ERIC, and PAUL
sit down at the table with Blake and Riley.
PAUL
What up Ri?
RILEY
Nothing just chillin man.
STEVE
You ready for our first game next week?
RILEY
Mos Def. Those North Hill pussy ain’t got shit on us.
STEVE
Yeah.That’s what I’m talking bout.
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BLAKE
What’s up guys?
PAUL
(To Riley)
You coming to my kegger this Friday?
RILEY
For sure.
PAUL
I guess you can come to Richards, but there’s no
passing out after two beer bongs this time.
BLAKE
You know I hate those .
PAUL
Yeah, whatever fag. Ight Ri I’ll see you at practice.
RILEY
Later.
STEVE
(To Blake)
See ya fag.
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EXT-HIGH SCHOOL PARKING LOT-DAY
The parking lot is filled with students walking to their cars and through the
parking lot.
RILEY
Thank God that day is over. How many more days
until graduation?
BLAKE
Way too many. Don’t you have drama rehearsal?
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RILEY
Yeah. But I wanna see if Ashley left yet.
BLAKE
Why do you even bother man? That girl won’t give
any guy the time of day. She’s got her mind set on
Harvard, and will cut anyone’s throat to get there.
RILEY
That’s exactly why I’m trying to hit. Just think about it,
a crazy, hot, smart bitch would equal amazing sex.
BLAKE
Yeah it probably would, but it still ain’t gunna happen.
RILEY
I’m very optimistic. Trust me, it will happen.
Look there’s her car.
Riley points at ASHLEY who is walking towards her 2006 red Pontiac sunfire
car. On the licenses plate it says HARVARD. She is carrying a stack of school
books in her hand and talking on her cell phone in the other hand.
RILEY
I’m going to talk to her.
BLAKE
Good Luck.
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EXT-ASHLEY’S DRIVER SIDE WINDOW-DAY
Ashley is sitting in the driver seat talking on the phone.
RILEY
Hey Ashley!
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ASHLEY
Holy shit Riley, you scared me.
Ashley hangs up her phone
RILEY
My bad beautiful.
ASHLEY
So what’s up?
RILEY
Nothin. I was just wondering when are going to
let me take you out?
ASHLEY
Um….never.
RILEY
Aww why you gotta be like that?
ASHLEY
Like what?
RILEY
Like you’re trying to deny that we shouldn’t be together.
ASHLEY
Your cute little mind games may work on some of these
other loose girl, but they’re not going to work on me Riley.
RILEY
So you think I’m cute?
ASHLEY
Bye Riley.
Ashley pulls her car back and drives away
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INT-HIGH SCHOOL AUDITORIUM-DAY
Riley is on stage acting out a scene with MIKE, KATE, JEN, EMILY from the
play Bang, Bang you’re Dead, while MISS FAITH watches.
RILEY
Why not? World’s Overpopulated. I wanted to do my part.
EMILY
You liked me.
RILEY
Once upon a time.
JEN
Why’d you have to kill me?
RILEY
Felt like it, okay? Happy now?
KATE
Why me?
RILEY
What is this?
KATE
Why me? You don’t even know me.
RILEY
You were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
When you have a gun people talk nice.
MIKE
When you have a gun.
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RILEY
People look at you like V.I.P.
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INT-HIGH SCHOOL HALLWAY-DAY
Riley is walking towards the front doors of the high school in his number seven
Stuyvesant high school warriors practice football uniform.
MISS FAITH
Hey Riley! Wait a minute.
Riley stops and turns around to see Miss Faith walking towards him.
RILEY
What’s up Miss Faith?
MISS FAITH
You were really great at practice today.
RILEY
Thanks Miss Faith. As disturbing as it may be I really
feel a connection with Josh. I’ve been trying to embody
his character and personality so that when I act it out it
feels natural and real.
MISS FAITH
I can tell that you’ve been focusing on who Josh is and
how he truly felt after killing those students. It’s great.
RILEY
Yeah.Thanks.
MISS FAITH
Have you gone to anymore auditions since the commercial?
RILEY
Ah…No, my parents found out about it and they flipped
out on me.
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MISS FAITH
Aww. That’s too bad. If only they knew how great of an
actor you are.
RILEY
Yeah…I don’t think I’m that great, or good. I just love to do it.
MISS FAITH
You are great Riley and don’t let anyone tell you different.
RILEY
Thanks Miss Faith, I appreciate it. Well I got to go, I’m
already late for night practice.
MISS FAITH
Alright Riley, I’ll see you tomorrow.
RILEY
See ya.
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EXT-HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL FIELD-NIGHT
Riley runs onto the field trying to blend in with the players while the Stuyvesant
football team is practicing drills on the field. The football coach, MR.O’DELL
yells out plays and blows his whistle at the players while they practice.
MR. O’DELL
Riley! Get your ass over here.
RILEY
Yes coach?
MR. O’DELL
You’re late... Again.
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RILEY
I know but…
MR. O’DELL
I don’t want to hear your excuse boy. If you’re late
one more time then I’m benching you for the first game.
RILEY
But coach…
MR. O’DELL
But nothin. Now get back in line.
Riley runs back over were all his teammates are standing. MR.O’DELL blows
his whistle and signals the assistant coaches to gather up all the players
MR.O’DELL
Boys! Because Mr. Trevon has a problem with keeping
time, everybody is going to run the hills until seven-thirty.
Not seven-fifteen or seven-twenty nine, but seven thirty.
And you can thank Mr. Trevon for that.
The team starts walking towards the beginning of the hill. Paul shoves Riley from
behind
PAUL
Thanks a lot Riley. Because of you and your fucking
drama club, now we have to run hills.
RILEY
Shut up Paul.
PAUL
No, I’m tired of this shit. Since freshman year you’ve
been getting the team in trouble because you have to do
you’re little acting thing.
RILEY
Shut the fuck up Paul!
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Riley pushes Paul, then Paul pushes Riley back and then they begin fighting each
other. The team pulls Paul and Riley away from each other. MR. O’Dell blows
his whistle to break everything up.
MR O’DELL
What the hell is going on here? If you guys fight like
pussies with each other, then you’re going to play like
pussies together. Now that you guys have given me
even a worst headache, make that another thirty minutes of hills.
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INT-RILEY’S HOUSE-NIGHT
Riley walks into his house with mud and sweat all over his face and clothes. He’s
carrying a gym bag and looks exhausted. From the inside of the house you can
tell that it’s big. A chandler hangs in the middle of the hallway and there’s a
grand stair way. Pictures of Riley and the family are hanging against the walls.
RILEY
Mom! I’m home!
MRS.TREVON
I’m in the kitchen honey!
Riley walks through the house and into the kitchen, he passes the living room
were his father was sitting watching television, but Riley ignores him.
RILEY
Hey mom. What did you cook for dinner?
MRS. TREVON
Grilled fish, and there’s some salad and vegetables in
the refrigerator.
RILEY
Yum.
MRS. TREVON
How was your day? I thought football practice was over
at seven-thirty?
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RILEY
Yeah it was suppose to be, but coach made us run hills
for an extra thirty minutes.
MRS.TREVON
Oh gosh.Why?
RILEY
Paul and I were arguing, and then we started fighting
each other.
MRS. TREVON
Riley! You know I don’t approve of you fighting, especially
your friends. Why were you and Paul fighting?
RILEY
It was nothing mom. He was just getting on my
nerves.
MRS. TREVON
Why? Was it over a girl? What’s her name?
RILEY
No mom it wasn’t over a girl.
MRS. TREVON
…a boy?
RILEY
A boy? Mom I’m not gay.
MRS. TREVON
Well I was just making sure.
Riley takes a piece of the cold grilled fish that’s sitting on the top of the stove
and eats it.
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RILEY
I’m going to go take a shower.
MRS. TREVON
Okay honey.
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INT-RILEY’S ROOM-NIGHT
Riley walks into his bedroom. His room is big; he has the same posters that he
had as a kid on his wall along with posters of half naked girls, Michael Jordan,
and beer paraphernalia. Riley throws his gym bag onto the floor and flops onto
his bed to lie down. He sits up in his bed and looks over at his computer, to see a
folder sitting at the edge of his computer desk. He walks over, picks up the folder
and on the front of the folder it says Columbia University.
RILEY
What is this? Columbia University?
Riley shuffles through the papers, reading a little from each page.
RILEY
Admission papers? What the fuck?
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INT-RILEY’S KITCHEN-NIGHT
Mr. and Mrs. Trevon are in the kitchen talking to each other. Mrs. Trevon is
washing dishes while Mr. Trevon is sitting down at the kitchen table doing paper
work. Riley storms into the kitchen. He’s wearing a change of clothes and looks
like he just got out of the shower. He has the Columbia University folder and
slams it onto the counter in front of his parents.
RILEY
What’s this?
MR. TREVON
What does it look like?
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RILEY
It looks like a bunch of useless admission papers to
a school that I’m not going to.
MRS. TREVON
Now Riley, before you get angry can we
talk about this?
RILEY
There’s nothing to talk about mom. I’m not
going to fucking Columbia University.
Mr. Trevon stands up and points at Riley
MR. TREVON
Who the hell do you think you are raising your
voice at your mother?
RILEY
No dad! Who the hell do you think you are trying
to control my life? Don’t I get to decide what I want
to do with my life?
MR. TREVON
You don’t know what’s good for your life. You think
that you can live the rest of your life doing your little
acting hobby.
RILEY
It’s not a hobby dad! It’s my dream.
MRS. TREVON
Riley, honey, your father and I are just trying to do
what’s best for you.
RILEY
No mom! Your trying to do what’s best for you and
dad. I don’t want to be a fourth generation Trevon
that goes to Columbia University. I don’t want to be
a lawyer or a doctor. I have my own dreams and goals.
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MR.TREVON
Your dreams and goals are unrealistic.
RILEY
Your dreams and goals for me are unrealistic, dad…
You know what? Fuck both of you, I’m out.
Riley walks out of the kitchen and towards the front door. Mr. Trevon follows
Riley.
MR.TREVON
RILEY! Get your ass back in here or don’t come back!
Riley walks out the house and slams the front door.
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EXT-BY A LAKE-NIGHT
Riley and Blake are sitting on a bench underneath a tree, and looking out at the
lake.
RILEY
What’s this called?
Blake is rolling two Philly blunts with weed.
BLAKE
It’s that bubble gum kush. I got it off Skee low.
He said its way better then that fire we had last
time.
RILEY
Oh yeah? Let me spark that shit then.
Blake lights up the blunt and takes a big hit and begins to cough.
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BLAKE
What you think?
RILEY
I don’t know if I can think. Damn that shits good.
BLAKE
Yeah…I knew Skee low wouldn’t lie. So what
happened between you and the rents?
RILEY
Man…I don’t even know? They just get on my
nerves so much. I hate them. No, I don’t hate both
of them just my dad. Wait, no I lied I hate my mom
too. But only sometimes. They just think they can
control my life and shit. I don’t want to go to Columbia
University or be anything like them.
Riley takes another hit of the blunt then passes it to Blake.
BLAKE
Columbia University?
RILEY
I’ve told you before, all the men in my family
have gone to Columbia University to study law
or medicine, and now it’s my turn.
BLAKE
Oh yeah that’s right. That sucks man. So what you
do, just tell them that you’re not going?
RILEY
Basically, and then I said fuck you to both of them
and left.
Blake and Riley both start to laugh.
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BLAKE
Your dad is going to kill you when you go home.
RILEY
I know, but at least I’ll be high when he does it.
Blake passes the blunt back to Riley
RILEY
You wanna know why I really want to be a famous
actor?
BLAKE
Why?
RILEY
So that when I die people will remember my name.
Think of all the actors and actresses that are dead, but
yet people still know who they are. Marilyn Monroe,
James Dean, Chris Farley, Bruce Lee…
BLAKE
TUPAC!
RILEY
Yeah!...Wait, no he was a rapper you idiot.
BLAKE
What about the movie Poetic Justice with Janet Jackson?
RILEY
Oh yeah, Tupac. See man, all these actors are still
remembered even though they’re dead, and that’s what
I want for me. When my parents die no one’s gunna
care.
BLAKE
Not even you?
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RILEY
Of course I’m gunna care. I’m talkin bout people in
other states, in other countries who aren’t relatives.
People would forget their names and their existence
would disappear forever. But for me, when I did
my name will be remembered throughout the world.
My existence would never disappear. That’s why I want
to be an actor.
BLAKE
Wow man that’s some deep shit.
RILEY
I know, I always talk deep shit when I’m high.
BLAKE
Yeah you do. Well you know I always got your back.
RILEY
Yeah I know.
BLAKE
And if you want, I can kill you so that you’ll always be
remembered.
Blake and Riley both start laughing.
RILEY
You’re such an asshole.
BLAKE
Yeah I know, but real talk I really think that you can
make it. You’ve always had that passion and drive for
acting, and you inspired me to become more passionate
and believe in my filmmaking. That passion that you
have is what’s going to make you famous. And I don’t
know man…you’re like a role model to me.
RILEY
Wow Blake…that means a lot to me.
Blake and Riley both start laughing.
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RILEY
(Continues)
I’m high as hell.
BLAKE
Me too.
RILEY
Let’s go man, we can do a blunt ride home.
Blake and Riley start walking towards Riley’s 1967 Fastback Mustang car.
RILEY
(Continues)
Let’s not get any more of this bubble gum kush.
We get to deep with each other when we smoke it.
CUT TO:
INT-RILEY’S HOUSE-NIGHT
It’s late at night. Riley tries to sneak into the house and past his parents who are
sitting in the living room waiting for him. Riley is still high and his eyes are
bloodshot red.
MRS. TREVON
Riley come here.
RILEY
I’m tired mom. Can we finish this some other
time.
MR. TREVON
We’re going to finish it right now.
RILEY
Fine. What is it?
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MRS. TREVON
Riley…Are you high?
RILEY
Yes mom I am. So what do you guys want?
MRS. TREVON
Riley, I tolerate a lot of things but drugs aren’t one of
them. Your father and I have decided that if you don’t
go to Columbia University then we’re going to have to
kick you out.
RILEY
So you’re saying that you’re going to abandon me if I
don’t go to Columbia University.
MRS. TREVON
No, that’s not what…
MR. TREVON
That’s exactly what we’re saying. Come next fall you
either go to Columbia or get out.
RILEY
So that’s it, I don’t get a say in any of this?
MR. TREVON
That’s right.
RILEY
And what if I don’t get accepted?
MR. TREVON
Don’t worry about that, I have great friends at Columbia
that I’m sure can help you.
RILEY
You know what, I’m not even going to wait next fall I’ll
get out right now.
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Riley starts to walk out the living room. Mrs. Trevon grabs onto Riley’s shoulder
to stop him.
MRS. TREVON
Riley don’t do this.
Riley pulls his shoulder away from Mrs. Trevon
RILEY
Mom this is fucking bullshit, and you know it! I don’t
want to live in house where my own parents won’t
accept who I am!
Mr. Trevon walks over to Riley and grips up Riley with his hands from Riley’s
shirt and slams Riley against the wall.
MR. TREVON
What did I say about yelling at your mother? Huh?
Riley puts his hands into Mr. Trevon’s face and tries pushing him away.
MRS. TREVON
STOP! STOP!
Mr. Trevon takes Riley’s head and slams it against the wall.
MRS TREVON
(Continues)
STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!
Riley punches Mr. Trevon hard in the stomach, and then Mr. Trevon punches
Riley in the face. Riley puts his hand over his left eye
RILEY
FUCK!
Mrs. Trevon tries to help Riley and take a look at Riley’s eye but Riley moves his
body away from her.
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RILEY
(Continues)
Just leave me alone… You don’t really care, so why
bother pretending.
Riley walks out the living room with his left hand covering his left eye.
CUT TO:
INT-BLAKE’S BEDROOM-DAY
Blake’s in his bedroom on the computer. His computer is an old early 2000
desktop. His room is small, and it’s a mess with clothes everywhere. On the
computer screen Blake is looking up New York Film School Scholarships.
Blake’s cell phone rings.
BLAKE
Hello.
O.S. RILEY
I’m out front.
BLAKE
I’ll be out in a second.
Blake hangs up the phone and puts it in his pocket. He starts searching
throughout his room for his school books. While looking through a pile of clothes
on the floor Blake comes across a picture of Riley and him. The picture looks
like it was taken at a beach. Blake stops and looks at the picture for a minute,
then slowly glides his thumb down the side of the picture with Riley on it. Blake
puts the picture down and finds his books on his bed. Blake leaves his room and
yells into the living room at his GRANDMA JUNE.
BLAKE
Grandma I’m leaving!
GRANDMA JUNE
Okay Blake. Be home by dinner.
Blake walks out the front door.
FADE OUT
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