25th Hour Bits
25th Hour Bits
25th Hour Bits
JAKOB (CONT'D) ; One of the guys at school, this biology i teacher, Terry did you ever meet Terry? j SLATTERY | (still watching tush) No. (CONTINUED) . 61 CONTINUED:
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JAKOB A student, yeah. A junior. What's weird is, I mean this girl is sixteen. Maybe seventeen, I don't know. She's not really pretty not in the usual way, but she's I don't know, she's got something. SLATTERY Uh-huh. JAKOB I told him I told Terry he ought to just forget about it, put her out of his mind, but he's he's kind of obsessing. It's a little scary, the way he talks about it. He's like, ^Five years from now, she'll be almost out of college. And I'll be thirty-one. Nothing wrong with that.' r~\ Slattery sips from his whiskey. He still hasn't looked at Jakob. SLATTERY You haven't fucked her yet, have you? Jakob's eyes go wide. _ See, wait a second. If you were listening to me you'd know I was talking about Terry. The biology teacher? Terry? Slattery turns and appraises Jakob. SLATTERY You haven't fucked her, right? Jakob starts to protest and Slattery raises his eyebrows. JAKOB No. SLATTERY Good. That would be a mistake. fv \
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CONTINUED: (2) Jakob angrily picks at the label of his beer bottle. JAKOB I'm not a pervert or anything. Slattery drains his whiskey. He tries to catch Jody's eye, but she's staring at someone who just walked into the bar. Slattery and Jakob see Monty in the mirror. For a moment neither of them moves. Then both of them force cheerful expressions onto their faces. They rise and each embraces Monty in turn. MONTY You been here long? JAKOB Oh, we got here early. MONTY Uncle Blue's throwing me a party at VelVet. We ought to head over there. JAKOB Whose Uncle is he? MONTY Huh? Nah, it's a nickname. His real name's like Ankaybusim or something, but no one can pronounce it. Monty surveys the sawdust-covered floor, the country rtiusicpiaying--j-u-keboxythe-glass jars of bugs_,_.._ _. . MONTY (CONT'D) What is this place? JAKOB Frank wants to be a redneck. He comes here and whistles Dixie while he's peeing. Jody lines up three shot-glasses of whiskey. JODY It's nasty outside. You fellas gotta warm up before you head out. SLATTERY Thanks, Jody. Jody smiles at Monty. (CONTINUED) 63 CONTINUED: (3) ~~~ . JODY Y'all ought to come by on Sunday for the Super Bowl. We're setting up a big screen. I have a second cousin playing for the Packers. Slattery rubs the calluses on his palm and Jakob stares at the floor. Jody laughs at their morose reaction. JODY (CONT'D) You don't have to come! I was just saying. Monty raises his glass and Slattery and Jakob grab their glasses and raise them too. MONTY Fuck Sunday.
He drinks. Slattery and Jakob hesitate and then follow suit. EXT. VELVET NIGHT Monty steps out of a taxi, followed by Slattery and Jakob. A roiling MOB occupies half the block, crowding in front of the entrance to the dance club. Most are teenagers. They clot together in groups of fours and fives, smoking cigarettes and stomping their feet to keep warm. Almost none are dressed for the snow. MONTY The whole city came out to say goodbye. SLATTERY Jto-u'^vejgot a lot of yojxng _f an.s. I- think- we're the oldest ones here. MONTY Wait a second. Monty slips through the maze of boys and girls. The kids look at him as he walks by. Monty makes his way to the velvet ropes. KHARI GREENE, a pillar of a man wearing the exact same camel's hair coat as Monty, stands by the door, checking names off a clipboard. Two pale scars run in parallel lines down Khari's left cheek. MONTY (CONT'D) Nice coat, you bastard. ( ; (CONTINUED) 64. CONTINUED: Khari looks up from his clipboard and smiles. He offers his hand and they shake. KHARI It's the man. The man has arrived. Wearing my coat. MONTY I gotta tell you, buddy, it looks better on me. Khari skeptically fingers the sleeve of Monty's coat. KHARI Yeah, well, I hope you got some sevenyear mothballs for that coat. Monty hesitates and then laughs. Khari puts his arm around Monty's shoulders. KHARI (CONT'D) You doing all right? MONTY Just trying not to think, you know? (gesturing at the crowd) What's with all the kids? KHARI The legendary DJ Dusk is spinning wax tonight. My homeboy from Hollis. Boy's seventeen years old. Seventeen! But damn, he gets the girlies moving. Don't worry about -the -crowds ?- They- -got-.thgL-.YIP setjup for y'all. MONTY I've got my people waiting. You want me
to bring them through here? KHARI Take ^em to the avenue entrance. I'll get the door opened. MONTY Thanks, man. KHARI You got it. When you going in? MONTY Bus leaves at nine a.m. <