Hedonism
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INT. VIDEO SANCTUARY-MORNING
Jonathan, Thalia, and Trixy walk into the
store. They are greeted by the same Video
Clerk, reading another Anne Rice novel.
ADRIA
Back for some more voluntary
loss of brain cells?
Thalia leans on the counter, and Jonathan
and Trixy go look for movies.
THALIA
I don't think movies kill
brain cells...
ADRIA
(turning a page)
They just confuse them.
THALIA
Do I know you from somewhere?
ADRIA
Your party- our Junior year
in high school.
THALIA
You were at my party?
Adria doesn't look up from her book.
ADRIA
You fucked me. Very well,
might I add.
THALIA
I remember you...
ADRIA
I should hope so.
THALIA
I never knew your name.
ADRIA
(looking up and
extending her hand)
Adria.
THALIA
(shaking her hand)
Thalia.
(beat)
Listen, are you busy Friday?
ADRIA
I think I'm doing something
with you.
THALIA
Well, I'm having a 70's party
at my house, if you'd like to
come.
ADRIA
I'm working until 11, but I
can stop by afterwards.
THALIA
Great.
Jonathan and Trixy come up to the counter
and set down some movies.
JONATHAN
They didn't have "Heat", so
we got "Nowhere".
THALIA
I love that movie.
TRIXY
Me too.
ADRIA checks them out.
ADRIA
Sid and Nancy, Can't Hardly
Wait, Nowhere, and Dune. They
are all due back Tuesday.
THALIA
(walking out of the
video store)
I'll see you Friday?
ADRIA
(smiles)
Yeah.
THALIA
Have a good night.
Adria sits back down to read.
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The Library
Snippit
EXT. A DARK CITY STREET LITTERED WITH
RAIN- NIGHT
We see a man walking in the distance. To
our right, a bar. A blue NEON sign sits
over the door- it reads "EVOLUTION". To
our left, a STREET SIGN. "BURROUGHS BLVD."
The man, RAPHAEL, is in his early
twenties, with spiky bleached-blonde hair
and black roots. A goatee and a "Sketch
Freaks Are My Only Friends " T-shirt with
faded levis and old loafers.
INT. EVOLUTION- SAME
Raphael's POV: he walks into the bar.
Green and Blue lights line the huge
lounge, and something like "great big
white world" by marilyn manson plays. The
wall is made up of bookshelves, filled
with thousands of books.
SHOT: Raphael, standing in the entrance.
He starts to walk towards the bar. A
black-haired twenty-something woman clad
in black goth attire, ANDRA hurries by,
and pushes him aside, cigarette in hand.
He glances at her. She turns around,
looking at him.
ANDRA
(talking loudly, to be
heard over the music)
You want a fucking apology or
something?
Raphael looks at her still, his gaze
penetrating...
ANDRA
(beat, and she says,
sarcastically)
Well, I'm gonna go powder my
face, asshole!
Shot of Raphael and the bar. He walks up
and is greeted by SIMON, the violet-haired
punk bartender from Britain.
SIMON
(as he is making a blue
martini)
She can be quite aloof...
(he shakes the martini,
and pours it)
You look lost.
Raphael sits down and lights a cigarette.
RAPHAEL
Nah. I'm pretty aware of
where I am... Never been in
this bar.
Simon slides the martini in front of
Raphael.
SIMON
I don't mean "lost"
physically, I mean lost in
your own conscious... not
having direction, in that
sense.
RAPHAEL
(sliding the martini
back towards Simon)
I'm kinda low on money...
have any beer?
SIMON
It's on me. Everyone gets a
free Fuck their first time in
here... So where are you
from?
RAPHAEL
(confused yet humorously
shocked)
A free what?
Simon taps the side of the martini glass.
SIMON
Fuck. The drink- a blue
martini. It's all we serve
here.
RAPHAEL
(taking a sip)
Ah... tasty. I'm from
arizona.
(beat)
I got sick of the naivete of
the place- so I moved here...
I've managed to make a career
out of being unemployed,
although it gives me time to
paint-- so fuck it, right?
Andra walks up, and sits next to Raphael,
lighting up a huge cigar.
ANDRA
hello again, asshole.
She blows smoke in his face.
ANDRA
You know, it's like,
mandatory when you are an
artist to be unemployed
fucking 80 percent of the
time.
Shot of Raphael's face, looking
interested...
RAPHAEL
Really
(beat)
and you are...
Pull back to show both of them and the
bar.
ANDRA
Andra-- poet, slave to the
corporate fucks. You?
RAPHAEL
Raphael... painter--
Simon interrupts.
SIMON
(to raphael)
Drinks are on me all night...
you are welcome to stay.
(he leans in to Raphael)
Come see me at last call.
Simon walks away, and Andra stands up.
RAPHAEL
You're leaving so soon...?
She holds up a book, and cutely scowls at
him.
ANDRA
I'm leaving you for Rimbaud.
Raphael smiles, and she walks over to a
seat, sits down, and starts to read.
Raphael shrugs and gets up.
JUMP CUT TO:
A WALL OF THE LIBRARY
Raphael walks along the huge bookshelf,
perusing the compilation of paper souls
for a temporary escape of inner thought.
He stops. Focus on the book, Ulysses.He
slips it out of its spot.
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Beauty
Snippits
FLASHBACK-1992
EXT. A HIGH SCHOOL, BLEACHERS- DAY
Lauren and two friends, AMY(A tall
blonde), and SABRINA, are sitting on the
bleachers, watching the boys practice
football.
Lauren takes a gulp of Diet Coke, and
reaches into her backpack to pull out some
pills. She quickly takes one.
AMY
Damn, are you taking another
freakin' diet pill?
LAUREN
(giggles)
Maybe...
SABRINA
Maybe you should just like,
EAT.
AMY
I know. You can't like,
starve yourself forever.
LAUREN
Why don't we like, change the
subject?
Amy sits up quickly, and notices one of
the football players.
AMY
OH MY GOD!! Kevin is like, SO
hot!
LAUREN
Is he like, still with hoe
girl?
SABRINA
Laura, the famous Head
Cleaner? Unfortunately.
A few students from the YEARBOOK STAFF
walk up to the girls with notebooks and a
camera.
YEARBOOK GIRL #1
Hi, Amy, Lauren, Sabrina...
They look up.
SABRINA
Hey Sarah.
Lauren takes another gulp of Diet Coke.
LAUREN
Hi.
AMY
Hello.
YEARBOOK GIRL #2
We're doing this page in the
yearbook called "The Healthy
Choice", and we wanted it to
like, focus on you guys and
how you keep in shape.
AMY
Cool!
LAUREN
Awesome.
SABRINA
So, what do you want to know?
Yearbook girl #1 starts writing.
YEARBOOK GIRL #2
Okay. Like, what do you do to
keep in shape?
AMY
Um... I jog, and eat healthy,
and do weight training.
YEARBOOK GIRL #2
Okay... and Lauren, what do
you do?
LAUREN
I like, do 200 thighmasters a
day, 200 situps, run 3 miles,
do weight training, ride my
bike, and play basketball for
an hour.
YEARBOOK GIRL #1
Wow.
SABRINA
Don't forget to mention not
eating!
YEARBOOK GIRL #2
What?
LAUREN
She's just kidding.
YEARBOOK GIRL #2
What do you do, Sabrina?
SABRINA
I jog, weight train, and eat
healthy things.
YEARBOOK GIRL #1
(finishes writing)
Okay, thanks guys. Can we
take a picture?
SABRINA
Sure!
They all pose like Valley Girls as
Yearbook Girl #1 takes their picture.
QUICK CLOSE ON CAMERA FLASH
DISSOLVE TO:
PRESENT SCENE- Bright sunlight coming
through the window.
INT. DR. STEIN'S OFFICE- DAY
DR. STEIN
Lauren, are you listening to
me?
She looks back at him.
LAUREN
Oh, yeah. Sorry.
DR. STEIN
So, How much do you drink
now?
LAUREN
A few drinks on the weekend.
DR. STEIN
That doesn't seem that bad.
LAUREN
It isn't
(beat)
now.
DR. STEIN
In your file, it mentioned a
lot of times in your life...
where you were very
depressed, and suicidal. You
were actually hospitalized
twice. Do you think you might
need to go back on Prozac?
LAUREN
I'm not depressed. I'm just
living. People aren't happy
all the time. If they say
they are, they're wearing a
mask.
DR. STEIN
Do you think you're wearing a
mask?
LAUREN
I'm not trying to hide
anything. I never have.
Dr. Stein flips through her file more.
DR. STEIN
It looks like your Junior
year in High School was
rather turbulent for you.
Can you tell me about that?
LAUREN
I was changing... trying to
find myself. So, I attempted
suicide a few times. I
learned from it.
DR. STEIN
I see... do you
(beat)
have any regrets from that
time?
LAUREN
No... No regrets.
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