Play+Final+Draft


 * ACT I**
 * SCENE I**

//Enter young teen dirty blue jeans with different color stains, holes ripped in the knees and the back pocket. He has long dirty blonde hair, not the color dirty blonde, but literally blonde hair that is dirty and nappy. This young boy is in a sleeveless black shirt and has a blue jean jacket, which is a completely acceptable look for the time. The year was 1996 he was lying in a park basking in the sunlight of Cali. He smiled slightly remembering what had happened to him and how he got here.//

//A Flashback occurs, and the camera spins around getting closer and closer to his face until the camera eventually zooms in on his open smile and gets swallowed by his gaping laughing mouth.//

//The next thing we see is a small boy sitting in his room on his bed obviously the teen from earlier, but a few years younger. When you enter the room you see his bed pushed up against the left corner of the rooms white wall. Next to the bed on the opposite side of the room from the door is a window. The window has a white set of blinds that are open. Next to the window in the right corner of the room is a bureau with a fish tank on top of it within the fish tank is a large rock with a turtle on top of it. On the wall next to the entrance is a closet door. The door is strangely out of place. It’s a light wood color and long metal bars across it it’s reminiscent of a door from the 1800’s.//

//Laurence looks at the white wall opposite his bed, and has a vacant stare on his face.//

Poor Laurence. (slight laugh) he’s so utterly lost, no structure whatsoever. Not sure where to go. What to do. Not sure how to control situations far beyond his maturity level. All he does is stare off into nothingness being absorbed by it. Lost in his mind, but never truly finding anything inside himself.
 * Narrator**

//Laurence heard clanging as his fathers old broken down pickup truck came screeching to a halt out front of his house. He made no indication of turning his head towards the window just continued to stare. The screen door boomed open and could hear his father stumble through the entrance//

That’s when Laurence’s luck took a turn for the worst.
 * Narrator**

//Yelling filled the house and undoubtedly crossed the street so all of the children outside could here his parents searing insults.//

The children that already unmercifully tormented him. The children that insulted. The children that hated. The children that he despised so much that he could almost channel his rage into a bawled fist and pummel anyone that so dared cross his path, but that never happened. Instead he choose to die inside and let the white walls of his room engulf him in there quintessential blandness erasing every memory that he ever knew. Leaving him with nothing but his body and a young impressionable sponge for a mind.

//Feet start slamming up the steps and Laurence’s bedroom door flings open and his mother runs in slamming the door behind her. She jumps into the closet, closes the door behind her, and hides. Laurence didn’t move his body to even pay attention to his strung-out mother. Then his door started bending toward him slightly. Then the door completely broke down and his father staggered in.//

Where’s that slut mother of yours you dumb little Fuck. (grabbing Lars by his hair.)
 * Laurence’s Father Tim**:

(Lars winches but quickly washes the winch from his face and pulls out of his fathers grasp. He turns his head to the closet and the looks back at his father)

(Pushing his child backwards so that his head would hit the wall behind him) Maybe you’re not as dumb as ya look kid, but don’t think I like ya anymore then I did. You’re still notin but a stupid little sonovabitch crack baby.
 * Tim**

(Tim marches over to the closet door and begins a tug of war with Lars’s mother to open the door.)

Open up you filthy whore.
 * Tim** (screams)

//Tim pries the door open and pulls Lars’s mother out by her hair. Clumps of flesh and blonde hair comes out. Tim throws Becky (Lars’s mother) into the empty white wall that Lars had been staring at earlier. Tim slams Becky’s head in to the wall leaving behind a blotch of red on the wall. Then Tim punches Becky in the face, with every strike of his fist blood files into the air splattering the white wall in different directions. Somehow Becky breaks out of Tim’s grasp and lunges towards Laurence. Laurence gets splattered in his mother blood as she franticly grabs onto him. His white-T now has streaks of blood that made it look like it was tie-dyed that way. Tim is quick to get hold of Becky again and rips her off of Laurence by her hair flinging her across the room. Tim grabs Becky’s hair and drags her out of Laurence’s room leaving her bruised and broken at the top of he steps. Laurence stares at the once white wall again. Anger starts to accumulate with in him and he begins to tremble. He grabs his shirt and rips it off. Letting the blood soaked shirt fly across the room it makes contact with wall emitting a faint squish sound. And Laurence runs out of his room.//

//Laurence is next seen jumping over his mother body and down the steps he flings open the white trash screen door and lets it slam into the wall of the outside house. Tim runs to the door to see what was happening.//

Boy, where do you think your going. Get your ass back in the house before I make you.
 * Tim**

(Laurence’s flips off his dad and runs down the street)

What an awful gesture for such a young boy. I wonder where he could have learned something like that. (Sarcastically) O that’s right his father. The man that has mentally raped his mind since he was a child that man that fucked him up to the point that he couldn’t even live his life. Fucked him so much that he was shocked into silence and seclusion. Never feeling the freedoms that our grandfathers fought for.
 * Narrator**

That’s right you better run. You best not show your ugly, bitch face in my house again unless you want an ass whooping.
 * Tim** (calls out)


 * ACT I**
 * SCENE II**

//Kids in the front yard of one house in Laurence’s white trash neighborhood.//

O, look its Tommy and his crew of assholes. Tommy was a fat ass. Daniel was a freakishly tall kid in desperate need of a good dental plan. And Laurence’s favorite Ken. Truth is that Laurence and Ken where friends, but then they grew up. Laurence lost himself and Ken just moved on. Ken knew Laurence had a shit life, so he never really made fun of him. These were the children that plagued Laurence with insult, bullying and pranks. The assholes that Laurence couldn’t find the courage to stand up to. The shitheads that Laurence had to deal with on a daily basis.
 * Narrator**

What happened to you? [Trailing off]
 * Daniel (**to Ken in response to his black eye)

Shut up dumbass
 * Tommy (**nudging Daniel in the gut)

Ouch! Fuck… I forgot stop.
 * Daniel**

Would you stop. I know what happens to me and so do you so you don’t have to pretend not to notice when I come over and I got this black eye [pointing to his eye]
 * Ken**

Sorry man, I just … Sorry.
 * Daniel**

It’s fine.
 * Ken**

So your Dad hit you last night.
 * Tommy**

Yeah.
 * Ken**

What happened? Did you do something to piss him off?
 * Daniel**

No, he was just, just drunk. Really drunk.
 * Ken**

Let’s just stop talking about this.
 * Tommy**

[Awkward silence]

Look here comes Laurence let’s fuck with him.
 * Tommy**

//Laurence starts running down the sidewalk. His face has slashed of blood across it and he doesn’t have a shirt on. Laurence run by in front of the house.//

YO! Laurence. You suck balls.
 * Tommy**

Yeah, and so does your Mom.
 * Daniel**

[Tommy starts laughing and Laurence flips of Tommy and Daniel. He looks at Ken and then turns away and continues to run]

You fuckin bitch.
 * Tommy**

[Tommy starts to run after him followed by Daniel and then Ken]

Ohh … Looks like you’re fucked now Laurence. Good luck getting away from this one with out shedding a little of your own blood. HAHAHA
 * Narrator**


 * ACT I**
 * SCENE III**

//Opens with Laurence at train tracks surrounded by the nothingness of his home town. Plain white grain stretches from horizon to horizon. Laurence hunches over catching his breath and looks back and forth on the train track to see if a train is coming. To his relief nothing is coming, and he goes back to catching his breath.//

I seem to be wrong. It looks like Laurence got away unharmed, but quite out of breath. Take a minute relax breath in the intoxicating aroma of hillbilly hick county. Let yourself become relaxed think… think remember what happened how’d you got here. Wait. What’s that [Rustling] do you hear something. [Rustling] it sounds like something’s behind those tall strand of grain, but what a pity you can’t hear it over your huffed breathing. Look Laurence, who’s that. Wait you can’t see then because you’re exhausted. Weak and out of strength you’ll easily be conquered. You’re too feeble minded and scrawny to fend for yourself now.
 * Narrator**

//Tommy emerges from the field of grain followed by Daniel and Ken.//

You’d be surprised that Tommy was the first one there seeing as how he’s so fat, but never the less he is quite the strong runner, especially when angry. Tommy doesn’t even show any signs of fatigue. Well Laurence, it looks like you’re fucked now.
 * Narrator**

You piece of shit, you think you have the right to flip me off and then just run away.
 * Tommy**

Yeah…
 * Daniel** (Firmly)

I’m gonna beat the shit out of you worst then you drunken father beats you’re whore mom.
 * Tommy**

ENOUGH. Just shut up Tommy.
 * Ken**

Yeah, let’s get him
 * Tommy**

//The group of boys surround Laurence and proceed to start pushing him back and forth. Tommy pushes with the most force while Ken still pushes, his pushes are more to keep Laurence from falling and getting hurt. Laurence starts to lose his balance and then when he least expects it Tommy punches Laurence in the face. Laurence falls to the ground and his eyes begin to water he cuts off the tears before any can escape and he rolls onto his stomach to try and become less vulnerable.//

Look at the little bitch he’s already crying. All I had to do was punch him in the face. The little bitch can’t take a hit. His mother can take a hit better then him, seeing that she just got her ass knocked out.
 * Tommy**

Ouch! What happened Laurence can’t take a hit. Don’t you hear him Laurence. He’s making fun of you. Insulting you. Get up Laurence! Get Up Laurence! Show that motherfucker what you’re made of. Fight him. Make him bleed. Make him Pay. BLEEDBLEEDBLEED.
 * Narrator**

//Laurence starts to tremble not from pain, but anger. Everything that’s happened today is building within him. Flashes of his mother getting the shit beat out of her flash. Then Laurence feels around on the ground he grabs two big rocks in each fist he looks at his hand covered in blood. Not sure if it’s his or his mothers. Tommy turns his back on Laurence and starts to walk away talking to Daniel and Ken who are in front of him. Laurence runs forward toward Tommy emitting a primal screech and then wallops him in the face. He collapses to the ground. Blood spews from his nose and mouth into Laurence’s eye’s and mouth, but Laurence continues to pulverize his face with a rock in each hand. He hits him so hard that one of his eyeballs burst open secreting yellow ooze down the side of his face. Laurence stands up over the mangled body of Tommy and howls for the others to try and hit him, but all they do is run. Ken slightly smiled and ran off following Daniel. When they left Laurence bent over and whispered into the corpse ear//

Who’s the bitch now?
 * Laurence**

[Licks a concoction of eye goo and blood from his cheek]

Wonderful. Good show Laurence. Show him who the bitch is now.
 * Narrator**

[Laurence licks more of the blood and eye from Tommy and run off toward the train station]


 * ACT I**
 * SCENE IV**

//Daniel and Ken running through the tall grain there is a lot of the grain and they approach an opening in the field where Ken grabs hold of Daniel trying to stop them so they can talk for a minute. Ken grabs Daniel by the back of his arm and they come to a stop.//

What the fuck, Ken. [pushing him away] We got to get the fuck out of here and tell the police what tat freak did.
 * Daniel**

Wait… wait. Let’s just calm down.
 * Ken**

CALM DOWN. What the fucks wrong with you he just killed Tommy. We got to do something.
 * Daniel**

Don’t… don’t you think-
 * Ken**

Think what, goddamnit, hurry up we gotta move. He’s probably after us.
 * Daniel**

Don’t you think, Tommy deserved it
 * Ken**

What the Fucks wrong with you. I’m getting out of here you crazy fuck.
 * Daniel**

[Daniel starts to run away back threw the maze of wheat. Ken reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small Swiss Army knife. And runs after Daniel]


 * ACT I**
 * SCENE V**

//Laurence has made it to the train station. The train station is made up of two platforms separated by a single track in the middle. The platforms have green iron benches and a small house on each side that sells tickets and food. From the platforms to the ground it’s about a five foot drop. When you’re on the track you can walk right under the platforms it’s dark, wet, and rocky. It’s about eight that night and Laurence has been hiding under the tracks for about three hours now. Laurence is curled up with his knees at his chest with his head resting on the top of his knees. He rocks back and forth slowly crying, but not making a sound//

Why… what did I do? I… I can’t…no... ohshitohshit [Crying]
 * Laurence**

//Ken emerges above the track on the platform across from Laurence. He starts to look around.//

Laurence [he whispers] Yo buddy, where you at? Its dark out here, I can’t see a thing.
 * Ken**

(Silence)

It’s just me no one else. Daniel is…gone.
 * Ken**

I’m...here.
 * Laurence**

//Ken looks down and sees Laurence and jumps down and goes over to him. Ken has a large duffle bag that seems to be too big for him.//

Hey buddy. It’s okay. It’s just me and you. Nobody else is out here.
 * Ken**

[Ken looks over Laurence inspecting him for wounds all he finds is blood. Ken opens the duffle bag and takes out a white towel and a navy blue shirt.

Here clean yourself up. [Handing Laurence a towel]
 * Ken**

//Laurence starts to wipe the blood off of his face and body then he puts on the shirt that Ken had given him. The shirt is to big for him, but he puts it on anyway.//

Wh …What happened to Dan? Why didn’t you guys say anything?
 * Laurence**

Don’t worry. We just got to make sure that we get out of this place.
 * Ken**

I killed Tommy
 * Laurence**

I know just don’t worry about it. Let’s wait for the train and we can get out of here. [Getting up and starting to walk]
 * Ken**

I can’t leave I killed Tommy.
 * Laurence** [Grabbing Ken]

Listen Laurence, I don’t care if you come with me or not, but I’m getting out of here. I killed Dan. He’s dead. You killed Tommy. He’s dead too. Going back to town won’t change that all it’ll do is get you me and you into more trouble. So I suggest you get your shit together or come with me. If not just stay here with the rats.
 * Ken** [Pulling away from Laurence]

You… You killed Dan? Why?
 * Laurence**

Look, Dan he had it coming. I hate to say it, but he did.
 * Ken**

But why? You didn’t have to kill him
 * Laurence**

I did. I had to help you. Guys like us we got to stick together.
 * Ken**

What do you mean ‘Guys like us’
 * Laurence**

Never mind
 * Ken**

[Awkward silence]

Are you coming with me or not?
 * Ken**

I don’t have any money
 * Laurence**

It’s cool, [going through his pockets pulling out a huge wad of cash] I can pay for you.
 * Ken**

Where’d you get that? There’s got to be over a thousand dollars.
 * Laurence**

I took it from my dad.
 * Ken**

That’s stealing
 * Laurence**

No shit, but I need it more then him.
 * Ken**

You can’t take money from your Dad
 * Laurence**

Why not? He hasn’t given me shit my entire life; I think it’s time I finally took something for myself.
 * Ken**

Okay let’s go.
 * Laurence**

//Ken and Laurence get on the train platform, half and hour later the train pulls up. They get on and the scene ends.//


 * ACT I**
 * SCENE VI**

//The train barrels down the track with steam blowing from the top. Zoom in on a window on the side of the train. Ken is in that car sleeping Laurence is there as well, but he’s not asleep. Instead he looks out the window watching the rising sun. During all of this the Narrator begins to talk.//

So you decided to leave. Good for you. Now you can get away from that shitty family of yours. It’s a new day Laurence. You are whoever you want to be, don’t forget that. You can start over as a new person. Gain a new identity, but what about Ken. What have you done to him? You’ve corrupted him. Just as you’re father has done to you. His life ends here this train is his last stop. And you’ll make sure of that because that’s just how it is for guys like you.
 * Narrator**

[Lars stands up and grabs a large flashlight he lifts it up bring it down we don’t see the connection of he flashlight into Kens head but we do see the spray of blood as across the window as he hits Ken for a second time. He drops the flashlight and stares out the blood covered window once again]

Start over as Lars that’s who you truly embody.
 * Narrator** [as he specks the screen fades to the teen from earlier laying in the sun talking.]

Extra (I got rid of scene VI put in this extra stuff. So for clarity Ken is still alive)