<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:05:18.019-08:00</updated><category term='screenplay'/><title type='text'>The Guy Movie Guide to Business Success</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-7641497935785585597</id><published>2009-01-28T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:47:23.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenplay'/><title type='text'>Part 8 - Steve McQueen Loves Barbeque</title><content type='html'>(Please read the previous episodes before reading this posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html"&gt;Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2.html"&gt;Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-3-danielles-ultimatum.html"&gt;Part 3 - Danielle's Ultimatum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/10/part-4-mr-bonds-great-escape.html"&gt;Part 4 - Mr. Bond's Great Escape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-5.html"&gt;Part 5 - Stanely Discovers a Half Naked Livingston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-6-houston-we-have-problem.html"&gt;Part 6 - Houston, We Have a Problem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/12/part-7-drama-at-cafe.html"&gt;Part 7 - Drama at the Cafe &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jack is late to Danielle's family BBQ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. GROCERY STORE FRONT - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see Jack enter into a busy grocery store. He approaches the cart rack and digs through his pockets but cannot find a quarter. He has a fist full of dimes, nickels and pennies. Frustrated, he&lt;br /&gt;walks into the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. GROCERY STORE – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack is walking up and down the aisles putting food in his buggy. He looks around the store and realizes he’s the only person under sixty in the whole store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMERA PAN AROUND THE AISLES.&lt;br /&gt;We see a plethora of folks going about their shopping: one white haired lady with a small cart is squinting at the label of a box of granola, one couple wearing matching terry cloth sweat suits&lt;br /&gt;is arguing over which type of peanut butter is cheaper, one elderly man is picking up one orange after another but cannot select any. He needs to avoid seniors in the aisles engaged in similar shopping activities already described.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jack finishes his shopping, he returns to the front of the store to find there are no manned check out counters, just the stations where you self-scan the items. Ahead of him is an old lady who is scanning the same item over and over because she cannot hear each time the item beeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CLOSE UP OF JACK&lt;br /&gt;Jack’s shoulders are hunched and his head is bowed. He is resigned to be here all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S CAR – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;The trip to the grocery store has taken much longer than anticipated. Jack really needs to make up time if he is not going to be late. The streets are busy, but navigable. Jack’s cell phone RINGS. He pushes the button on his hands free set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack, where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m on my way Babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You were supposed to be here fifteen&lt;br /&gt;minutes ago. Everyone's waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry. I’m in the car now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look, if you don’t want to come just say&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is stressed talking and driving at the same time. He peers ahead desperately for a spot to pull over but cannot find one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No I want to come. I went to the store and&lt;br /&gt;got everything you wanted. Besides, I what&lt;br /&gt;am I going to do with three bags of hot&lt;br /&gt;dogs and buns otherwise? Warren can only&lt;br /&gt;eat so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. SUBURBANR KITCHEN – DAY&lt;br /&gt;Danielle is on the phone in her brother’s kitchen. Behind her we see activity in the kitchen as bowls of potato salad and coleslaw are being carried out to the patio. THROUGH THE WINDOW, kids running around the lawn, men with beers hanging around a smoking grill. At the grill, we see STEEL wearing an apron that reads: GOLFERS DO IT IN THE RUFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK. I know Steel is really looking forward&lt;br /&gt;to seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF JACK&lt;br /&gt;(muttering)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S CAR – DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I said “you bet”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is looking over both shoulders, frantically trying to find a way to find an opening in the traffic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good news. Things are easing up. I’ll see&lt;br /&gt;you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. SUBURBANR KITCHEN – DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fine, but Jack, come or not, we need to&lt;br /&gt;talk. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle hangs up. Her sister-in-law MARCIE hands her a margarita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S CAR – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We hear the DIAL TONE in Jack’s car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Crap. That’s never good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT./EXT. JACK’S CAR – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Jack’s lane starts to move. Seeing an opportunity to get onto the freeway, Jack pulls onto the on-ramp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. FREEWAY ENTRANCE RAMP – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;At the top he comes to a screeching halt: It is an absolute logjam. We hear HONKING above the general throb of idling engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT./EXT. THROUGH WINDSHEILD – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Ahead, the occasional driver can be seen standing looking off into the distance as the MIASMA OF HEAT RISES over the collective cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S CAR – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;There is no way Jack can make it before the barbeque is over. Panic sets in as he knows Danielle doesn’t need any more excuses to break up with him. His ears POUND, sweat RUNS down his face as his eyes SCAN the horizon for a way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To go back down the on ramp would be against the law. The risk is too big to take. Jack’s hands slip on the wheel. He wipes his sweaty palms on his shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BULLITT - CLIP&lt;br /&gt;We see Bullitt (Steve McQueen) pulling a U-turn on the highway in his green 1967 Mustang. He speeds off in pursuit of the black Lincoln.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. FREEWAY ENTRANCE RAMP – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack’s Pacer backs up, spins and drives down the on-ramp dodging two other cars on their way up. He hits the bottom of the on ramp and heads back through the street traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BULLITT - CLIP&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE UP of McQueen behind the wheel looking focused but cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S CAR – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE UP of Jack looking nowhere near as cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BULLITT - CLIP&lt;br /&gt;We see McQueen speeding along the road weaving through traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. CITY STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack is driving through traffic weaving easily around the other cars, rapidly making his way into the suburbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BULLITT - CLIP&lt;br /&gt;McQueen leaves the road to avoid something, driving on the shoulder and grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. SUBURB STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack is driving in Steel’s neighbourhood. Although the street sare empty, he’s constantly pulling up on the grassy boulevards knocking over the occasional garbage can or mailbox. Suddenly he crosses the road over the grass median, and spin-skids to a stop up against the curb in front of Steel’s house. Watching, mouth opened from the sidewalk, is a three-year-old girl on a Big Wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S CAR – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see Jack sitting behind the wheel, hands gripping with white knuckles. He blinks twice as he comes out of his trance. As he becomes aware he is at his brother-in-law’s with no idea of&lt;br /&gt;how he got here, he begins to HYPERVENTILATE. Still in a panic, JACK opens the door and gets out bringing the bags of groceries with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. SUBURB STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack walks past the front of his Pacer and we see chunks of grass stuck in the grill and fender. Shaking his head, Jack walks up the front steps of the house and knocks on the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. SUBURBAN KITCHEN – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Danielle and Marcie are standing at the kitchen counter drinking margaritas looking out the kitchen window at Jack and Steel. Even through the window, JACK appears disheveled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARCIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don’t know D. Jack always did look kind of weird to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not like this. His behavior is completely&lt;br /&gt;odd. Unexplained disappearing, fighting. I&lt;br /&gt;don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARCIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sound’s like he’s screwing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, not Jack. -- That’s not like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARCIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, you said it yourself: his behavior is&lt;br /&gt;odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARCIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;True. A thirty two year old man with no&lt;br /&gt;visible defects who’s never been married&lt;br /&gt;must already have a fear of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That’s Jack all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARCIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bet subconsciously he’s sabotaging your&lt;br /&gt;relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never thought about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARCIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sure. He’s rebelling. Look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Both women turn and look at Jack standing next to Steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARCIE (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He’s probably trying to figure out how to&lt;br /&gt;escape right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PUSH OUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. PATIO – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Steel is flipping hamburgers and hot dogs on the BBQ. On the lawn are at least a dozen kids chasing each other with water guns and dashing in and out of a small paddling pool. Jack has a beer in his hand and is struggling to pay attention to Steel’s conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, then the on the 13th, I decided to tee&lt;br /&gt;off with a three iron. I know it’s a par&lt;br /&gt;four but with the way the bunker lines up&lt;br /&gt;on the right of the fairway, you know,&lt;br /&gt;before the dogleg? I figured this time I’d&lt;br /&gt;try and lay up safe. This way I’m just a&lt;br /&gt;seven shot from the green instead of a&lt;br /&gt;nine, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A stray round of water ammunition hits Jack on the side of the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEEL (CONT'D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tyler! What have I said about shooting&lt;br /&gt;those things around the patio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TYLER is long gone before Steel finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEELE (CONT'D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So here I am in a position to lay it up on&lt;br /&gt;the green with a nine after all. -- I ended&lt;br /&gt;up birdying the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steel chuckles to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS BILL MURRAY IN CADDYSHACK)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cinderella story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEELE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know “Cinderella Story, this&lt;br /&gt;former greens keeper about to become...”&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;It's from 'Caddyshack'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steel clearly does not get the reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With one final flip of the last burger patty, the food is cooked. Steel turns off the gas with a flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Supper’s ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FADE OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-7641497935785585597?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/7641497935785585597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=7641497935785585597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/7641497935785585597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/7641497935785585597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2009/01/part-8-steve-mcqueen-loves-barbeque.html' title='Part 8 - Steve McQueen Loves Barbeque'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-5362321286113311870</id><published>2008-12-22T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:46:51.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 7 - Drama at the Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Please read the previous episodes before reading this posting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html"&gt;Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2.html"&gt;Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-3-danielles-ultimatum.html"&gt;Part 3 - Danielle's Ultimatum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/10/part-4-mr-bonds-great-escape.html"&gt;Part 4 - Mr. Bond's Great Escape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-5.html"&gt;Part 5 - Stanely Discovers a Half Naked Livingston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-6-houston-we-have-problem.html"&gt;Part 6 - Houston, We Have a Problem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danielle receives an offer she can't refuse, but will Jack recover his memory enough to function when she tells him?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. BOARDROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;Danielle enters the boardroom of her law firm. It is as ritzy as her office, only amplified. At the end of a long oak table sit BARRY GOLD and HERB WINSTON, the firm’s two most senior partners. Seated along the wall is Doug Crane. He gives her a little smile as she enters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Miss Morgan, please come in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle closes the door behind her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a seat. Not to worry. This is a good&lt;br /&gt;news meeting, I assure you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle pulls out a chair not too close to the older men and on the opposite side from Doug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We at Winston, Gold, Sanchez, Stevens,&lt;br /&gt;Crane and Hull have been very impressed&lt;br /&gt;with the quality,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And quantity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of your work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Sir, -- Sirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We know that there are plenty of&lt;br /&gt;opportunities for a person of your&lt;br /&gt;dedication,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And ambition,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That we can offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You do know we have branch offices in&lt;br /&gt;Chicago, New York and Atlanta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, young Crane here will be leaving us&lt;br /&gt;in a week to head up an expansion of our&lt;br /&gt;acquisitions group there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;br /&gt;(politely)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Congratulations Doug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And he has asked you to accompany him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(shocked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re kidding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Doug gives her a somewhat creepy smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why? Doug doesn’t need any help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because we want you to see how it’s done,&lt;br /&gt;and then, in six months, he’ll go to&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta to do it again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you’ll take over the group in Chicago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle says nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Crane said you’d be surprised. You know&lt;br /&gt;they call Chicago The Windy City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes. Yes I did know that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I told them you were the only one for the&lt;br /&gt;job, Danielle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can I have some time to think about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;br /&gt;(he checks his watch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s two thirty now, why don’t you let my&lt;br /&gt;secretary know by the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Um...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Splendid. We’re having a reception tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;night at the Hilton where I hope to include&lt;br /&gt;you in the announcement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope we can have you there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;br /&gt;(getting more excited)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you sirs. I’ll, I’ll give you my&lt;br /&gt;answer this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle rises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’ll walk out with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They leave the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. LAW OFFICE HALLWAY – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see Doug hustling after Danielle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle! Hang on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’ve got a lot to do Doug. Let’s talk&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s a big decision, lots to consider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Doug stops and calls after her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There’s nothing to consider. You don’t say&lt;br /&gt;"No" to the opportunity of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;It’s an offer you can’t refuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;br /&gt;(muttering)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stupid "Godfather".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. COFFEE SHOP – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Warren are in a small coffee shop similar to Starbucks.It is mid-afternoon and people are getting their java fix to push on through until quitting time. The two men have just received their orders and walk from the counter to a table. Jack sits but Warren puts his cup down on the&lt;br /&gt;table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’ve got to go see a man about a horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack nods in understanding and we follow Warren back to the washroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. COFFEE SHOP BACK HALL – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Warren finds the door marked “MENS” and proceeds to OPEN it. Unlike the standard public washroom with stalls and urinals, however, it is a single toilet with a MAN sitting with his pants&lt;br /&gt;around his ankles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOILET MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, sorry guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren hurriedly shuts the door and is about to make his way back to the table, but turns and RE-OPENS the bathroom door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need to ask. Are you some sort of&lt;br /&gt;exhibitionist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOILET MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What the fuck are you doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why else would you leave the door unlocked,&lt;br /&gt;unless you wanted someone to see you? Or&lt;br /&gt;maybe you grew up in a cave or are you just&lt;br /&gt;careless? Cause nobody wants to see your&lt;br /&gt;spotty ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Toilet Man is hurriedly trying to pulls his pants up without rising from the seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOILET MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Get the hell out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here’s a tip; either lock the door, or take&lt;br /&gt;a dump at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren shuts the door and comes back to the table. Jack is oblivious to the event. However, everyone else in the café heard it and they stare as Warren walks by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why don’t people lock the door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In a public toilet, when there’s only room&lt;br /&gt;for one, why don’t people lock the door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Didn’t you knock?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, I expected it to be a big room, with&lt;br /&gt;stalls and urinals, not a one-holer. The&lt;br /&gt;guy on the inside knows the truth. If my&lt;br /&gt;pants are around my ankles, I go the extra&lt;br /&gt;mile for privacy and lock the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren is making no effort to lower his voice. People around him squirm at this uncomfortable line of public conversation. Behind them, we see the Toilet Man emerge from the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;Warren catches sight of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey Buddy! I hope you washed your hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Toilet Man blushes as he has obviously not washed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT'D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn’t hear the water running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The woman at his table emits a NOISE OF DISGUST and gets up. The Toilet Man follows her pleading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOILET MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lesley wait. I washed my hands! Don’t&lt;br /&gt;listen to that jerk! Lesley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The pair leaves the café.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That whole “Do you feel lucky punk?” thing&lt;br /&gt;was awesome. Wish I had the guts to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don’t know what you’re talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don’t think Pearson knew what was going&lt;br /&gt;on at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Neither do I. I didn’t watch “Dirty Harry”&lt;br /&gt;today and I’m pretty sure I didn’t try to&lt;br /&gt;bug you quoting it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quoting? It was a re-enactment so accurate&lt;br /&gt;I thought Pearson was going to piss&lt;br /&gt;himself. Or at least you confused him&lt;br /&gt;enough he figured it was better to get back&lt;br /&gt;to work. I could have sold tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack stares blankly at his friend. Warren raises his cup to make a toast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here’s to the new Jack Collins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There’s no new “Jack Collins”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right. Because the old Jack made a habit of&lt;br /&gt;striking health care professionals, running&lt;br /&gt;around half dressed and challenging coworkers&lt;br /&gt;to duels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(shaking his head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s like you are speaking a different&lt;br /&gt;language.&lt;br /&gt;(stares at the ground, scratches his&lt;br /&gt;head)&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I don’t remember attending any&lt;br /&gt;meetings today. Something weird is going&lt;br /&gt;on. Nothing makes any sense since dinner&lt;br /&gt;with Danielle. Oh shit, what time is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just after three. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(panicked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m supposed to pick up stuff for dinner at&lt;br /&gt;Danielle’s brother’s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bet her mom is disappointed your last&lt;br /&gt;name isn’t Steel, then Danielle would be --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, I get it. You really think Danielle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;would take someone else’s name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suppose not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you cover for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sure. I’ll get your laptop too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack gets up, grabs his coat and exits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-5362321286113311870?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/5362321286113311870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=5362321286113311870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/5362321286113311870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/5362321286113311870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/12/part-7-drama-at-cafe.html' title='Part 7 - Drama at the Cafe'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-4274175474244843219</id><published>2008-11-17T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:37:06.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenplay'/><title type='text'>Part 6 - Houston, We Have a Problem</title><content type='html'>(Please read the previous episodes before reading this posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html"&gt;Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2.html"&gt;Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-3-danielles-ultimatum.html"&gt;Part 3 - Danielle's Ultimatum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/10/part-4-mr-bonds-great-escape.html"&gt;Part 4 - Mr. Bond's Great Escape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-5.html"&gt;Part 5 - Stanely Discovers a Half Naked Livingston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jack returns to work but can he manage his stress with all the changes around him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. GENUINE LOGIC OFFICE - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Warren walk through the front doors. It is early so there are not many employees in yet. However, Bryan is waiting in the bullpen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice of you to make it in, Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m sorry, I was in hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan takes step back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You don’t look very sick to me. What’s&lt;br /&gt;wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;False alarm. Thought it was bird flu, but&lt;br /&gt;since Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hasn&lt;/span&gt;’t been having sex with&lt;br /&gt;birds for a while, it’s likely just fatigue&lt;br /&gt;from overwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack and Warren move past him to their desks. Bryan hurries along behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re really sick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Osky&lt;/span&gt;, you know that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Possibly, but I still came into work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t&lt;br /&gt;I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look Jack. We got the go ahead for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FuBaste&lt;/span&gt; but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me guess -- with you as project&lt;br /&gt;manager?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though you had nothing to do with the&lt;br /&gt;concept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack drops his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;attaché&lt;/span&gt; on his desk in disgust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BRYAN&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but... the Committee wants a full&lt;br /&gt;development projection by Friday. That’s&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Give me a break. The Steering Committee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;are all the same people we presented to two &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just with different titles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What can i tell you? That's the way it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are too many other projects waiting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;If you want this project to happen Jack,&lt;br /&gt;this is the only way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have the milestones, but there are too&lt;br /&gt;many other dependencies to give an accurate&lt;br /&gt;forecast. It’ll take a couple of weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plus some of the resources are tied up in&lt;br /&gt;existing projects...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I said there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t time. Look, I know you&lt;br /&gt;wanted to run this, but unless we do it&lt;br /&gt;this way, my way, and now, it’s done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay...I’ll get the team together this&lt;br /&gt;morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan heads off to bother someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don’t let him push you around like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But what choice do I have? At least this&lt;br /&gt;way I’ll get some of the credit. Otherwise&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get stuck working on someone else’s&lt;br /&gt;crummy project, fixing their screw-ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack sits and boots his computer. Warren shakes his head and walks to his desk. Jack’s phone RINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack Collins -- Hi Dee. Yeah, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;You? Good.&lt;br /&gt;(whispers into the phone)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I had to leave before you got up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan appears behind him, impatiently taps his watch and walks off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Listen I’m swamped, can I call you later?&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;Is that tonight? -- No, I do want to go to&lt;br /&gt;your brother’s for dinner, I like him. --&lt;br /&gt;Sure I do, we have plenty in common.&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I’ll pick up some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;barbeque&lt;/span&gt; stuff&lt;br /&gt;after work and meet you there. – Okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack hangs up. Warren pops his head over the cubicle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going to Steel’s tonight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(unenthusiastically)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We see Jack is booking people for a meeting through his computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Better brush up on your golfing trivia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don’t remind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack and Warren walk off towards a meeting room where four other employees from different parts of the office are converging. They all enter the darkened room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. DANIELLE’S OFFICE – DAY&lt;br /&gt;Danielle is having coffee with Susan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mowat&lt;/span&gt;, another lawyer in her firm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just don’t know what’s gotten into him.&lt;br /&gt;He’s never behaved anything like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do you mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s just classic male underachiever&lt;br /&gt;behavior, reacting to a successful woman&lt;br /&gt;taking control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don’t think it’s like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Face it Danielle. He has no power at work,&lt;br /&gt;and now you’re calling the shots at home.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; never understood your&lt;br /&gt;relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suppose you’re going to tell me whether I&lt;br /&gt;ask why or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look at you. You’re beautiful, he’s kind&lt;br /&gt;of, oh I don’t know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was thinking 'shrubby'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You could do better. You’re the youngest&lt;br /&gt;women to make partner in the firm’s&lt;br /&gt;history...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second youngest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever. Jack’s the oldest programmer at&lt;br /&gt;his company and most of his managers are&lt;br /&gt;younger that him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His professional life and our personal&lt;br /&gt;lives are two separate things. -- Besides&lt;br /&gt;you can’t measure success by position or&lt;br /&gt;income alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just then, a handsome man in his mid thirties pops his head in the door. He is wearing a $2000 Armani suit and his hair is freshly cut. This is DOUG CRANE, partner and head of the Acquisitions division of the firm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle? Herb and Barry would like to see&lt;br /&gt;you in the boardroom in a few. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOUG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fabulous. Hi Susan. Great shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With a wink and a grin, Doug is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUSAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good thing you can’t measure success by&lt;br /&gt;income and position. Otherwise poor Doug&lt;br /&gt;would never have a chance against Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh shut up. Now get out. I have to see what&lt;br /&gt;the senior partners want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle packs up her portfolio and heads down the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. MEETING ROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;Five &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GL&lt;/span&gt; employees, including Warren, are sitting around a long table. Jack is standing. The meeting has been going on for some time. The table is littered with coffee cups, notepaper, much of it crumpled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the wall are POST-IT NOTES with scribbling and the WHITE BOARD is covered with boxes, arrows and labels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, we can’t keep the development time that&lt;br /&gt;long. Something has to be cut. This has to&lt;br /&gt;be an early launch to the market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Without the requirements better defined…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They’re as well defined as anything else&lt;br /&gt;this company has done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not for something this size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;RAJIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You can’t just expect this type of project&lt;br /&gt;to happen without better direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is that a dig at me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is frustrated and the conflict potential is increasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;RAJIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, Jack. But any analysis of the business&lt;br /&gt;objects will take three iterations with the&lt;br /&gt;requirements we have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t time for three iterations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARGARET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then there’s the database platform&lt;br /&gt;review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They’re right Jack. It can’t be done to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bettman&lt;/span&gt;’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;timelines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack throws down his fistful of notes. His mouth is dry from anxiety, but all the water bottles are empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARGARET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look. It’s not your project anymore. Why do&lt;br /&gt;you care so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because -- I want to be on a winning team.&lt;br /&gt;Success is good for all of us on this, no&lt;br /&gt;matter who’s in charge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is sweating; he loosens his tie. Heads are being shaken around the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m not in this for the glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARGARET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me neither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is losing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s not about glory...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack braces against the table top to catch his breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;RAJIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It just can’t be done Jack. Not the way the&lt;br /&gt;system was designed.&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;Jack? -- Are you all right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;APOLLO 13 – CLIP&lt;br /&gt;Gene &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kranz&lt;/span&gt; (Ed Harris) compelling Houston Mission Control to bring back the astronauts safely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't care what anything was designed to&lt;br /&gt;do. I care about what it can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. MEETING ROOM – DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't care what anything was designed to&lt;br /&gt;do. I care about what it can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The group looks around at each other in confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You don’t look so good. Maybe you should&lt;br /&gt;sit down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So let's get to work. Let's lay it out,&lt;br /&gt;okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is grudging assent as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;RAJIV&lt;/span&gt; and MARGARET return to their notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We might trim some time if we use the old&lt;br /&gt;query tool code.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No. That’s like putting a putting a square&lt;br /&gt;peg in a round hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;APOLLO 13 - CLIP&lt;br /&gt;The flight engineers are trying to figure out how to fix the CO2 scrubbers with just duct tape and hoses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What about the scrubbers on the command&lt;br /&gt;module?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENGINEER 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They take square cartridges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENGINEER 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the ones on the LEM are round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I suggest you gentlemen invent a way&lt;br /&gt;to put a square peg in a round hole.&lt;br /&gt;Rapidly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. MEETING ROOM – DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I suggest you gentlemen invent a way&lt;br /&gt;to put a square peg in a round hole.&lt;br /&gt;Rapidly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Rajiv&lt;/span&gt;, Margaret and Warren stop their renewed work effort to watch the confrontation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The people upstairs have handed us this&lt;br /&gt;one, and we gotta come through -- we gotta&lt;br /&gt;find a way to make this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack mimes he is holding the square air filter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fit into the hole for this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack mimes he is holding the round air filter. The team members look at each other in embarrassed confusion, not understanding why Jack is pointing and gesturing at thin air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Usin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt;' but that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack points to the imaginary mound of equipment on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;KRANZ&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So make it happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack CLAPS his hands once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve gets up and starts to walk to the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You must be out of your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack clenches his fists at his side and steps between Steve and the door. The insubordination is too much for his fragile psyche. Warren can only watch in stunned silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DIRTY HARRY - CLIP&lt;br /&gt;Harry Callahan (Clint Eastwood) is engaged in a standoff with a gunman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CALLAHAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know what you're thinking. Did he fire&lt;br /&gt;six shots or only five? Well, to tell you&lt;br /&gt;the truth, in all this excitement, I've&lt;br /&gt;kinda lost track myself. But being as&lt;br /&gt;this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful&lt;br /&gt;handgun in the world, and would blow your&lt;br /&gt;head clean off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. MEETING ROOM – DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS HARRY CALLAHAN)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You've got to ask yourself a question: Do I&lt;br /&gt;feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The door OPENS and Bryan enters enthusiastically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How’s my team coming along? Got some&lt;br /&gt;estimates on the delivery?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan’s entrance has ended the standoff. Steve backs down while Jack remains standing in a daze. Warren jumps up and puts an arm around Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is keeping us focused. He’s a pro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;br /&gt;(claps and rubs his hands)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Super. So we’ll have those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;timelines&lt;/span&gt; this&lt;br /&gt;afternoon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack does not answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, I guess we can give you something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve turns and begins to erase the whiteboard while sketching out something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think me and the Big Guy are just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going to grab some air. You know, with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all this high octane thinking going on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren leads the zombie-like Jack from the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-4274175474244843219?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/4274175474244843219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=4274175474244843219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/4274175474244843219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/4274175474244843219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-6-houston-we-have-problem.html' title='Part 6 - Houston, We Have a Problem'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-2284507784307219538</id><published>2008-11-14T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:46:09.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenplay'/><title type='text'>Part 5 - Stanley Discovers a Half Naked Livingston</title><content type='html'>(Please read the previous episodes before reading this posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html"&gt;Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2.html"&gt;Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-3-danielles-ultimatum.html"&gt;Part 3 - Danielle's Ultimatum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/10/part-4-mr-bonds-great-escape.html"&gt;Part 4 - Mr. Bond's Great Escape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warren finds Jack safe in his apartment but jack remembers nothing of his bold escape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. JACK’S APARTMENT - NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;The setting sun can just be seen through the blinds. The apartment is quiet, except for the TICKING of a clock. We can see Jack lying face down on the floor, still in his hospital gown. His BACK is slowly rising and falling, so we know he is still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;The phone RINGS three times and the machine picks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DIRTY HARRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go ahead, make my day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and leave me a message. BEEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE&lt;br /&gt;(she is frantic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack? Jack? Are you there? Please pick up.&lt;br /&gt;We’re all looking for you, Warren, his mom.&lt;br /&gt;-- We’re all worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle is on the edge of tears as her VOICE CHOKES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Call me, please. -- Make my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her SLIGHT SOBS can be heard as she hangs up.The phone call has woken Jack. He starts to stir, slowly pushing himself up on his elbows, then on all fours. Sitting back on his heels, he holds his head and groans. Jack looks down and sees he is wearing a hospital gown. He looks around the apartment completely stunned at what could have happened to him, or worse, what had he done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is POUNDING at the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;br /&gt;(through the door)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack!? Buddy? You home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He POUNDS three more times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;br /&gt;(through the door)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s Warren. Can you open the door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We can hear someone else has come into the hallway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;br /&gt;(through the door)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, hey, hey Ma’am? Excuse me. Do you know&lt;br /&gt;if Jack Collins is home? -- The man who&lt;br /&gt;lives here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pause. There are INAUDIBLE MURMURINGS from in the hallway. Jack has not moved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;br /&gt;(through the door)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then what the hell good are you? Stop&lt;br /&gt;wasting my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We hear HIGH-PITCHED INDIGNATION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;br /&gt;(through the door)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh nice, very ladylike. You touch your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; with that finger?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren bangs on the door again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;br /&gt;(through the door)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack? Jack?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack struggles to his feet and walks to the door. It is unlocked. Jack has not left his apartment door unlocked in years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(quizzically)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What the...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He opens the door. Warren is standing there, arm raised about to pound on the door again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren lunges forward and grabs Jack around the shoulders. He then bear hugs him lifting him off the ground, but in doing so has to drop his hands down Jack’s back. Warren &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hasn&lt;/span&gt;’t realized that Jack is wearing a hospital gown and in his eagerness at seeing his friend is now in direct and&lt;br /&gt;unwelcome contact with Jack’s bare buttocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;(with shock and disgust)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whoa, man. What are you doing hanging&lt;br /&gt;around without your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gaunch&lt;/span&gt; on? That’s just&lt;br /&gt;rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(with great confusion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I -- I just woke up. On the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been there, done that and I have&lt;br /&gt;the t-shirt to prove it. Sounds like good&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren pushes past Jack into the apartment. He plops down on the couch as though he is on the edge of exhaustion, taking up twice the space a person needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t get hammered -- at least I&lt;br /&gt;don’t think so. I can’t remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, I can’t blame you Buddy. You got any&lt;br /&gt;crude stitching on your bod? Still have&lt;br /&gt;both kidneys? Being in the hospital can be&lt;br /&gt;traumatic. I would’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been tempted to tie&lt;br /&gt;one too. Speaking of which... you got any &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cold one’s in the fridge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren pushes himself off the couch and walks to the kitchen. Warren rummages around in the refrigerator looking for beer. Jack follows him into the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When was I in the hospital?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today. Well, last night actually. You&lt;br /&gt;checked yourself out this morning. That’s&lt;br /&gt;why we’re out looking for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren emerges &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;beerless&lt;/span&gt; from the refrigerator and closes the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don’t remember any of that at all. The&lt;br /&gt;last thing I remember was boxing up all my&lt;br /&gt;movie stuff -- then waking up here in this&lt;br /&gt;stupid gown. -- Where are my clothes? And&lt;br /&gt;why are my feet all dirty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;br /&gt;(laughing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, that’s the best part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren walks past Jack back into the living room. He starts to dial the phone on the table beside the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I said you ‘checked yourself out’,&lt;br /&gt;apparently it was more like you ‘busted&lt;br /&gt;out’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack just stands in the kitchen doorway unable to grasp what he’s being told.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You smoked the doctor over the head with&lt;br /&gt;the meal tray and hustled out a back&lt;br /&gt;stairway. Not even a goodbye to your&lt;br /&gt;roommate. Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Steinburg&lt;/span&gt; says hello by the&lt;br /&gt;way. We’re still trying to piece together&lt;br /&gt;what happened after that, but there are&lt;br /&gt;unconfirmed reports of a man on a stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Vespa&lt;/span&gt; wearing only a hospital gown riding&lt;br /&gt;erratically through the downtown. Now I’m&lt;br /&gt;no detective, but I do know two and two&lt;br /&gt;make five. Any chance we’ll find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Vespa&lt;/span&gt; in&lt;br /&gt;the apartment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the other end of the phone Danielle’s MACHINE picks up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;(into the phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi, Danielle. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; found him safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;at home. But it looks like he’s lost his&lt;br /&gt;sense of modesty. I’ll hang out here until&lt;br /&gt;you come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren hangs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously Dude. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been here five minutes&lt;br /&gt;already and you’re still hanging your moon.&lt;br /&gt;Put on some pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren takes Jack’s shoulders and points him toward his bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don’t apologize. Just -- do something with&lt;br /&gt;-- all that. Sanitize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack turns. We follow him as he walks down the hall to his bedroom. He passes the den and stops. The room is bare of the movie paraphernalia, except for one remaining box he did not yet take down to the street. Jack shakes his head and goes into the bathroom and shuts the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. DANIELLE’S CAR – NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Danielle has been driving around looking for Jack. She dials into her cell phone and we hear WARREN’S MESSAGE over the speaker. Her eyes begin to tear up and immediately turns the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S APARTMENT - NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Jack emerges from his bedroom dressed and comes into the kitchen to find Warren cooking. He has been gone for no more that 10 minutes, but in this time Warren has managed to turn the kitchen into a war zone. He has used nearly every pot and pan. Steam is rising from a pot on the stove that has spaghetti noodles escaping over the top, sauce is spattered on the cupboards and for some reason there are scrambled eggs on the counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, there he is. Feel better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is horrified at the sight of his kitchen. Warren’s demolition is another is a series of events that have recently robbed him of any control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What are you doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Supper. You gotta be hungry. I understand&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t even get your pudding at the&lt;br /&gt;hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, but did you have to cook &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; I&lt;br /&gt;have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, don’t tell me about how to eat.&lt;br /&gt;(rubs his prodigious stomach)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t tell you how to be crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren hands Jack a heaping plate of spaghetti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; never seen so much food on one plate&lt;br /&gt;before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack pulls up a forkful of spaghetti that contains olives, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hotdog bits&lt;/span&gt;, pickles and other unrecognizable accessories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or has contained so many ill suited&lt;br /&gt;ingredients. -- Are you pregnant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The door bursts open and Danielle rushes in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle rushes to Jack and grabs him, causing the pile of spaghetti to slip to the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Great. All that work wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She continues to kiss him oblivious of the mess, or Warren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh thank God, you’re all right. I was so&lt;br /&gt;worried. Everyone was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She continues to pepper his face with kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why did you leave the hospital?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don’t know. I don’t remember even being&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You don’t remember hitting the doctor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or running off in your gown?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, but I do remember having my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabbed in it by Warren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that’s my cue to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren grabs his jacket from the counter and heads to the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for all your...help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don’t mention it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m sure just burning down the kitchen will&lt;br /&gt;be the best way to clean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ungrateful friend. I don’t know why I&lt;br /&gt;bother carpooling with you as a favor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren closes the door behind him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(sarcastically)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't understand why you don’t &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It escapes me, but I’m sure it will come&lt;br /&gt;back. Now what do you say we check you out&lt;br /&gt;and make sure there are no broken bones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle takes Jack by the hand and leads him down the hall to the bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, you can never be too careful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes. It’s the mature thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They close the bedroom door behind them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FADE OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-2284507784307219538?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/2284507784307219538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=2284507784307219538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/2284507784307219538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/2284507784307219538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/11/part-5.html' title='Part 5 - Stanley Discovers a Half Naked Livingston'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-4358508411443011058</id><published>2008-10-15T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:39:40.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4 - Mr. Bond's Great Escape</title><content type='html'>(Please read the previous episodes before reading this posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html"&gt;Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2.html"&gt;Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-3-danielles-ultimatum.html"&gt;Part 3 - Danielle's Ultimatum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jack decides to get rid of his movie stuff as Danieele asked, but saying goodbye is never easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. JACK’S APARTMENT – NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;We see Jack packing up all his guy movie stuff: videos, DVD’s, posters etc. He has not changed clothes from the restaurant. Once he has made up his mind, he’s afraid he’ll chicken out if he&lt;br /&gt;stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The camera FOLLOWS HIM CLOSELY to show his frantic pace. Jack packs with no organization, moving from one box to another, barely looking at what he is getting rid of. Like an exorcism, it’s better if it’s over quickly. Ultimately, there are five boxes overflowing with stuff sitting on the floor of the now bare TV room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. STAIRWAY – NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Jack carries a box down the two flights of stairs to the street below.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. SIDEWALK – NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;Jack pushes through the building’s heavy doors and walks down the front steps. Under a street lamp, by the trashcans, Jack drops the box. With each load he is building a small pile of cinematic&lt;br /&gt;debris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MONTAGE OF CARRYING BOXES OUT TO THE STREET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. SIDEWALK – NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Jack bursts through the doors, covered in sweat, barely under control. Midway down the front steps he stumbles and two VHS tapes fall out of the box and tumble down the steps. Jack does&lt;br /&gt;not stop to retrieve them. After he carries the last box down, Jack straightens up, his back&lt;br /&gt;sore from the effort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CLOSEUP SHOT of Jack catching his breath while he looks up at the stars. He wipes the sweat from his face with his sleeve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PULL BACK as Jack bends forward with his hands above his knees, then looks up at the lights on in his apartment, two stories above. Standing erect again, Jack turns and walks back for the two tapes he dropped. We see they are Scarface and The Magnificent Seven. Jack returns to the boxes and drops the two tapes on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. SIDEWALK – NIGHT. JACK’S POV&lt;br /&gt;We see across the road and down a block to a woman. Jack believes this to be Danielle walking toward him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. SIDEWALK – NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Jack waves and points to the stack of boxes. She does not respond, so he begins to walk towards her. She stops under a lamppost on the other side of the street and waves to another man&lt;br /&gt;approaching her. Jack starts to cross the road and calls out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Again, she does not respond, but embraces the stranger warmly. They kiss intimately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack stops in the middle of the road staring at the scene in disbelief. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PULL IN as suddenly his heart is racing, he pulls at his collar, sweat pours into his eyes and blood pounds in his ears. He starts to unbutton his shirt to get some air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack tries to shout “Danielle” again but his voice is just a croak. We see the light from a car’s headlights rapidly grow brighter on Jack. He ignores the oncoming car as his vision grows narrower. Finally his knees buckle just before the driver hits the HORN. We hear the SQUEAL OF TIRES as JACK collapses to the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the sound of the car, the kissing couple breaks their embrace. The woman is not Danielle. The couple rush toward Jack lying in the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOMAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tom, call 911!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAN&lt;br /&gt;(kneeling beside Jack)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey Buddy. Are you all right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The driver of the car gets out and approaches Jack. The camera PULLS BACK from the scene as people attempt to help Jack who is still passed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FADE OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. STREET CORNER – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Warren is standing in front of his house where JACK usually picks him up. He looks at his watch; Jack is very late. Warren paces, stares far down the empty street for Jack’s Pacer. He looks at&lt;br /&gt;his watch again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. DANIELLE’S OFFICE – DAY&lt;br /&gt;We see Danielle at her desk. Her private office is well appointed with nice furniture, tasteful art and certificates of achievement. Her success is a stark contrast to Jack’s cluttered cubicle. Danielle has some flies open in front of her, but is staring into the distance, tapping her desk with a pen. She BUZZES her assistant on the intercom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cindy? Are there any messages?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF CINDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry, still no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns back to her work, but only for a moment. She BUZZES the intercom again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. OFFICE – DAY&lt;br /&gt;We see CINDY at her desk just outside Danielle’s door. Cindy picks up her phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CINDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. Would it make you feel better if I&lt;br /&gt;called some hospitals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. GENUINE LOGIC OFFICE – DAY&lt;br /&gt;Warren has just arrived. He is sweaty, hair disheveled, tie undone and shirt open to fourth button. At the far end of the office, Bryan Bettman sees Warren across the top of the cubicles and makes a beeline to him. Warren hustles to get to his desk before Bryan can make it through the maze of cubicles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bettman intercepts him just before his desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keeping bankers’ hours Osky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;br /&gt;(panting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And where’s Collins? He’s supposed to brief&lt;br /&gt;me on the development schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;br /&gt;(still out of breath)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He’s...not...here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No. -- He’s probably pissed about screwing&lt;br /&gt;up the presentation yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan looks around the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN (CONT'D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He better not be trying to move it over to&lt;br /&gt;another department.&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;Be a good guy and let me know when he comes&lt;br /&gt;in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan pats Warren on the shoulder and walks away. Bryan makes a sour face seeing the sweat on his hand and wipes it on his pant leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yeah, you’ll be the first... (under his&lt;br /&gt;breath) Dick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDS of general hospital hubbub can be heard as the scene opens on Jack’s semi-private room. Jack is unconscious, lying on his back in a hospital bed, with a heart rate monitor PINGING beside him. An IV of clear liquid hangs beside his head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack looks fine other than a gauze bandage wrapped once around his forehead, covering what may be stitches from where he fell. In the next bed, a man in his seventies is sleeping. Around his bed are flowers, a “Get Well” balloon and several cards taped to the wall. It is a contrast to Jack’s plain side of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As we watch, Jack’s eyes open for the first time since the incident. He blinks and raises his hands to rub his eyes. His left hand is stopped from rising because of a wrist restraint to prevent him from dislodging the IV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack sits up (as much as he can) and looks around in panic. At this moment a NURSE passes by his door and sees the patient has arisen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NURSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well look who’s up. How’re we feeling today&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Collins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Nurse enters the room and prepares to check his vitals. Jack, however, has heard only MUFFLED SOUNDS from her, not discernible words. He flinches as she reaches out to touch his&lt;br /&gt;head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NURSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s okay Mr. Collins. You’ve had a bit of&lt;br /&gt;a fall, but nothing to get upset about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The telltale signs of panic Jack has exhibited before begin to arise again: sweating, agitated movements, blood pounding in the ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NURSE&lt;br /&gt;(looking a little concerned)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe I’ll just get Dr. Ollenberger to take&lt;br /&gt;a look at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She dials the phone at Jack’s bedside. Jack has heard her this time, but the doctor’s name is garbled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY. JACK’S POV&lt;br /&gt;In a slow motion close up, we see and hear the nurse speak as Jack hears:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NURSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goldfinger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NURSE&lt;br /&gt;(into phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes Doctor, the patient in 315 is awake but&lt;br /&gt;distressed and somewhat disoriented.&lt;br /&gt;(Beat)&lt;br /&gt;Yes sir, right away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The nurse hangs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NURSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The doctor will be here right away to&lt;br /&gt;explain everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Nurse exits. Panic continues to rise in Jack. He is at the point where he has blacked out in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A man in his late fifties enters. This is DR. OLLENBERGER. He is heavy set and bald and speaks with a very mild German accent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DR. OLLENBERGER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah, Mr. Collins. You have decided to come&lt;br /&gt;back to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He takes Jack’s wrist in an attempt to check his pulse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DR. OLLENBERGER (CONT'D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let’s have a look a look at you then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Ollenberger takes a small flashlight from his breast pocket, pulls Jack’s right bottom eyelid down and shines the light into his pupil. This is too much for Jack. He is at the point of collapse when suddenly:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. GOLDFINGER’s LAIR – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see Jack is no longer in the hospital room, but dressed in a tuxedo and strapped to a metal table. Above him is an enormous laser slowly cutting a line up between his legs to his crotch.&lt;br /&gt;Beside him we see Dr. Ollenberger, but he is dressed in the same suit as Goldfinger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(as James Bond)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you expect me to talk Goldfinger?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DR. OLLENBENGER&lt;br /&gt;(as Goldfinger)\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No Mr. Bond. I expect you to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Ollenberger is concentrating on taking Jack’s pulse. Jack grabs a metal lunch tray with a bowl of uneaten pudding on it at his right and smacks the doctor over the head with a loud CLANG. Dr. Ollenberger falls to the floor, his head covered in pudding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The patient in the next bed wakes at the sound of the commotion. Immediately, he sits up as the doctor is knocked unconscious. Jack rips the IV from his arm, undoes the wrist restraint and&lt;br /&gt;hops out of bed. At the door he stops and looks left and right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. HOSPITAL HALLWAY - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;The hallway is crowded in both directions, but to the left Jack can see an exit sign over a door. Still in his hospital gown, he runs down the hallway, dodging gurneys and patients. Jack reaches&lt;br /&gt;the door and CRASHES through it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The camera PULLS BACK to show Danielle just getting off of the elevator carrying a small bouquet of flowers and a Mylar balloon which reads “Go Ahead, Make My Day!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. HOSPITAL STAIRWELL – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack leaps down the stairs three at a time. His actions are those of a man fleeing for his life. However, we see there is no one behind him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Ollenberger is rising from the floor. He reaches up to feel the pudding sliding down the back of his head. He stares in horror at the gooey mess in his hands fearing it is something oozing from a head wound. After a moment his eyes narrow. Dr. Ollenberger sniffs the mystery substance, then tastes it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DR. OLLENBENGER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ugh. I hate butterscotch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. ALLEY BEHIND THE HOSPITAL – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack EXPLODES through the service door to find himself beside a dumpster in the alley. To his right are two orderlies and an ambulance attendant having a smoke on a break. They see a man in a hospital gown with a bandaged head and immediately move towards him, putting out their cigarettes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ORDERLY 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey. Mister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ORDERLY 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You shouldn’t be down here Sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ATTENDANT&lt;br /&gt;(to the orderlies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’ll call Security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. ALLEY BEHIND THE HOSPITAL – DAY. JACK’S POV&lt;br /&gt;To Jack, the three men are not what they appear, but two SS officers and a Nazi soldier with a rifle slung over his shoulder. Jack is now dressed as Steve McQueen from The Great Escape: Khaki trousers, and brown leather jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. ALLEY BEHIND THE HOSPITAL – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;At the opposite end of the alley we can see a coffee shop where a female college student has just pulled up on her Vespa. It is tricked-out with numerous rear-view mirrors and a “Hello Kitty”&lt;br /&gt;saddlebag. Jack races towards her and hops on before she can turn off the ignition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack spins two doughnuts as the girl SCREAMS for him to get off. The three men from the alley come running towards him SHOUTING. JACK straightens the scooter and REVS the engine. He heads right towards the three men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JACK makes no attempt to avoid them and they are forced to jump to the side at the last second as he flies past, gown flapping out like a cape behind him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE GREAT ESCAPE – CLIP.&lt;br /&gt;MCQUEEN escaping on his motorcycle, trying to find a way to jump the barriers at the Swiss border.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. CITY STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see Jack zipping through traffic, avoiding pedestrians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE GREAT ESCAPE – CLIP.&lt;br /&gt;McQueen successfully jumps over the first line of barbed-wire fencing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. CITY STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack jumps the curb and is now on the sidewalk, avoiding pedestrians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE GREAT ESCAPE – CLIP.&lt;br /&gt;McQueen sees a jeep loaded with German soldiers ahead, stops and drives in the opposite direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. CITY STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack comes to an intersection blocked by a delivery truck bearing the label “Authentic Bavarian Sausage”. He stops, and like McQueen, zips off in the opposite direction, then down an ally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE GREAT ESCAPE – CLIP.&lt;br /&gt;McQueen is airborne, landing smoothly on the lush, alpine fields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. CITY STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Airborne, Jack emerges from the alley, clears the sidewalk and lands in the street He turns hard to his right. We see him disappear into the vast traffic, becoming just a hospital gown flapping in the distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE GREAT ESCAPE – CLIP.&lt;br /&gt;McQueen makes his final, desperate jump and crashes into the last barrier from the Swiss side of the fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. CITY STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack emerges from behind a delivery van and is unable to avoid three girls playing with a skipping rope at the side of the road. He CRASHES the Vespa into the curb and sails into a pile of&lt;br /&gt;garbage bags at the edge of the sidewalk. Beside the bags we see the five boxes of movies JACK put at the curb the night before. Jack staggers up, stumbles up the front steps and into his&lt;br /&gt;building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. APARTMENT STAIRWAY – DAY. JACK’S POV.&lt;br /&gt;We see the stairway winding up several floors, stretching into distance, looking quite formidable.&lt;br /&gt;We see a CLOSE UP of Jack’s eyes filled with fatigue and fear below his sweaty, grimy forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DIE HARD – CLIP.&lt;br /&gt;JOHN MCLAIN in Die Hard struggling up the stair way of the office building. McLain is bloody and his cloths are torn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. APARTMENT STAIRWAY – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack slowly climbs the stairs to his apartment, pulling himself up with the handrail. He passes an ELDERLY WOMAN on her way down. She stops and watches speechless as Jack toils past her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the door to Jack’s floor, he stops and turns back to the elderly woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (AS MCLAIN)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yippee-o kiyah, motherfucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack opens the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. JACK’S APARTMENT – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack bursts through the door, out of breath, dirty and with a few cuts to his exposed legs. He SLAMS the door behind him, takes three steps and collapses on the floor. His bum is clearly&lt;br /&gt;visible as the hospital gown falls beneath him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FADE OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-4358508411443011058?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/4358508411443011058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=4358508411443011058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/4358508411443011058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/4358508411443011058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/10/part-4-mr-bonds-great-escape.html' title='Part 4 - Mr. Bond&apos;s Great Escape'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-8789871062257003968</id><published>2008-09-25T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:53:57.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenplay'/><title type='text'>Part 3 - Danielle's Ultimatum</title><content type='html'>(Please read the previous episodes before reading this posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html"&gt;Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2.html"&gt;Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warren and Jack unwind after work, then Jack meets his girlfriend Danielle for a non-celebratory dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. SKATEBOARD PARK – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;The scene opens on a busy outdoor skateboard park. We see Jack and Warren’s backs as they overlook the edge of a concrete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;halfpipe&lt;/span&gt;. All around them are skater-kids performing aerial stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUD RAP MUSIC THROBS from an unseen boom box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;QUICK PAN OF:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JACK AND WARREN’S FACES.&lt;br /&gt;We see Warren first. Below a helmet perched on his large head like Jackie Kennedy’s pillbox hat, Warren’s eyes are full of wonder and excitement as he takes in the spectacle. Jack’s eyes are full of dread and his face is white as he watches kids half his age defy gravity without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. SKATEBOARD PARK – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack keeps ducking for fear he is about to be struck by a runaway board. Warren is oblivious as he tightens the helmet under his several chins. The knee and elbow pads strain to keep his flesh&lt;br /&gt;in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All I’m saying is I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; seen worse&lt;br /&gt;presentations. Now, I’ll take a couple of&lt;br /&gt;runs and then you can have a turn. Okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I’ll pass. I’d rather not meet&lt;br /&gt;Danielle for dinner in a body cast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He looks again in awed appreciation the spectacle of youthful skill and daring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider,&lt;br /&gt;or at least start with something&lt;br /&gt;less...concrete? Maybe a mattress? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nah. Where’s the fun in that? I may be big,&lt;br /&gt;but I’m agile. Like a cat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren shoves off from the edge. The camera FOLLOWS his decent into the half pipe. He gathers great speed and the momentum carries him up the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The camera PULLS BACK LEVEL with the top of the half pipe at Jack’s feet. We see Warren SHOOT over the top of the wall. He is airborne, rising higher. All the other skaters watch as he passes overhead. Warren’s accent peaks, and he plummets back to earth outside the pipe. He DISAPPEARS behind the grassy knoll on the other side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before Jack can call out to him, Warren pops back up over the edge of the knoll. His helmet is askew and there are clumps of grass in his elbow and knee pads. He waves the skateboard over&lt;br /&gt;his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m all right. I’m okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(to himself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think you’d find those who would disagree&lt;br /&gt;with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BUSY RESTAURANT – NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;The camera moves through the room past the diners. We see an attractive woman in her early thirties talking as she cuts her food. This is DANIELLE MORGAN, Jack’s girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The camera SWINGS AROUND to show Jack. His hands are in his lap, shoulders hunched. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hasn&lt;/span&gt;’t touched his food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really, Jack how bad could it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ordered medium and this is rare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So send it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nah, that’s all right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack pokes half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heartedly&lt;/span&gt; at his meat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I was talking about the&lt;br /&gt;presentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I mean... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle stifles a laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You really sat down after only the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;second screen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apparently. I really don’t really remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And nobody said anything? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A WAITER steps to their table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAITER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And how is everything? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mine is good, but his steak is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;undercooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAITER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m so sorry Sir. I will have it fixed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, that’s okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack moves to protect his plate with his body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAITER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please Sir, I insist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The waiter dodges left, then right. Jack tries to wrap his arms around the plate, but the waiter goes over the top. The waiter is quicker than Jack and he snatches away the plate. A couple of&lt;br /&gt;roasted potatoes fall on the place mat. Jack spears one with his fork and eats it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle continues to eat vigorously while chuckling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So Bryan did your presentation. The&lt;br /&gt;presentation you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been working on for...&lt;br /&gt;what, six weeks? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She takes a big bite of steak. Danielle is a great girl, beautiful, feminine, and confident enough to enjoy life without worrying what people think about her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;br /&gt;(talking through a mouthful of food)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m sorry, I really am Jack. But you have&lt;br /&gt;to see the humor in this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack looks down and begins to cut his remaining potato with sadistic fervor, slicing it into ever smaller pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Humor? What, like burying Grandma humor?&lt;br /&gt;Funny like re-breaking a leg that was set&lt;br /&gt;wrong? Or how about if you married my best&lt;br /&gt;friend? That would be a scream. Fucking&lt;br /&gt;hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;br /&gt;(playfully)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you be upset if I married Warren? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why? Do you want to marry me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes. Yes I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle has just asked Jack to marry her. They both pause to let the significance of what just happened sink in. Jack is not exactly sure how he just became engaged. Finally Danielle breaks the silence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. I’ll be serious. Will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FuBaste&lt;/span&gt; go&lt;br /&gt;ahead? And hopefully get a better name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe, but I won’t get to lead any of it.&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;Of course in The Great Escape, most of the&lt;br /&gt;prisoners &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t make it out of the camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We can’t have success if everyone is a&lt;br /&gt;glory hog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack, there’s a difference between grabbing&lt;br /&gt;the spotlight and collapsing from stage&lt;br /&gt;fright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t hear her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan actually did a pretty good job. He&lt;br /&gt;may not know much but he sure can fake it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The waiter returns with his plate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAITER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here you are Sir. I hope this is more&lt;br /&gt;satisfactory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack ignores him as he is engrossed in his movie thoughts. He starts to eat his meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He’s like Chevy Chase in Fletch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh Jack, please don’t start with that. No&lt;br /&gt;movies tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because Fletch was able to talk his way&lt;br /&gt;into anything. It’s the same kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;self-confidence&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle looks bored. She chews disinterestedly as he becomes more animated. He may really be onto something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Except that Fletch really did know what he&lt;br /&gt;was doing. Bryan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t know anything&lt;br /&gt;about software, or business -- or anything&lt;br /&gt;I can see. Maybe he’s more like one of The&lt;br /&gt;Three Amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle puts down her silverware. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. This needs to stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(startled from his movie talk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What? Is there something wrong with the&lt;br /&gt;food? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No. It’s you and your Macho Man movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They run your whole life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No they don’t. They -- they liberate me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They cripple you Jack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re wrong Danielle. Guy movies deal with&lt;br /&gt;all the elements that cause stress and show&lt;br /&gt;how you can solve them so you can walk off&lt;br /&gt;into the sunset while the villagers pray&lt;br /&gt;for your return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh please. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; heard the speech before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A guy movie exists on the basic premise&lt;br /&gt;that action is better than talk, that honor&lt;br /&gt;is better than compromise and sometimes all&lt;br /&gt;a guy needs is the right line to get out of&lt;br /&gt;any situation. “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hasta&lt;/span&gt; la vista, Baby.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But Jack, they keep you from taking any&lt;br /&gt;risk. That’s your problem. I don’t&lt;br /&gt;understand why, maybe you’re afraid to act&lt;br /&gt;in case it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t turn out like you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s not unusual to hate public speaking&lt;br /&gt;Danielle. Lots of people do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it’s more than that. You’re the&lt;br /&gt;smartest guy at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;GL&lt;/span&gt; but you can’t step out&lt;br /&gt;to get noticed. In twenty years, you’ll&lt;br /&gt;still be writing code and helping new&lt;br /&gt;college grads become your boss. We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been&lt;br /&gt;dating for over three years, and in case&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t notice tonight, we’re now&lt;br /&gt;engaged only because I asked you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah. -- I did notice that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you. But that’s not how I want a&lt;br /&gt;proposal. I want to be romanced by a man&lt;br /&gt;who is willing to do whatever it takes to&lt;br /&gt;win me. I think I deserve it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You do. I -- I love you too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you don’t know how to do that Jack&lt;br /&gt;because you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; never seen it in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Not the Dirty Dozen, not Dirty Harry or any&lt;br /&gt;other unwashed action hero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There’s James Bond. He does okay with the&lt;br /&gt;ladies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That’s not love and those &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;’t&lt;/em&gt; women.&lt;br /&gt;They’re some old man’s martini masturbation&lt;br /&gt;fantasy come to life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is said loudly enough that people at the surrounding tables stop eating. The word “masturbation” will do that in a restaurant. Danielle turns to speak to one particularly outraged man in his sixties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh come on. Pussy Galore? Honey Ryder? What&lt;br /&gt;kind of names are those? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(impressed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can’t believe you know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course I do. It’s hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;anything so juvenile and embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;Those ridiculous names, and the shallow,&lt;br /&gt;unprotected sex that go along with them,&lt;br /&gt;ruin what are some decent films. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Neither Jack nor Danielle has touched their food for some time. The waiter continues to circle the table but does not dare break into the conversation to ask if everything is all right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you want me to try harder at work... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack, it’s not your position at work that’s&lt;br /&gt;the problem; it’s just a symptom. If I&lt;br /&gt;believed you were happy, then that would be&lt;br /&gt;great. I don’t care if you’re the president&lt;br /&gt;or the janitor, as long as it’s what you&lt;br /&gt;want to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it’s just a job. I can ignore all that&lt;br /&gt;because you are what’s important to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it’s not enough. I don’t want to be in&lt;br /&gt;a relationship where you relate to the&lt;br /&gt;world only through what happened in some&lt;br /&gt;movie. You need to want to be with me more&lt;br /&gt;than your need to stay up late to watch&lt;br /&gt;Sonny Corleone get gunned down for the&lt;br /&gt;hundredth time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack is about to say something to object but Danielle raises her hand to stop him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know The Godfather is an Oscar winner,&lt;br /&gt;and believe it or not, I do enjoy watching&lt;br /&gt;it, but maybe once every five years, not&lt;br /&gt;once a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So what are you saying? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m going to make this real easy for you:&lt;br /&gt;me or the movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dee -- I don’t see that they are two things&lt;br /&gt;I need to choose between. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They are when your obsession with them puts&lt;br /&gt;them ahead of our life together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle pushes her chair back and wipes her hands as she stands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Either you give up the films Jack, or me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Danielle kisses Jack on the top of his head and walks out of the restaurant. Jack makes no move to follow her. He knows this is a critical moment when a grand gesture could save him. However, another anxiety attack, like earlier in the day, keeps him glued to the chair, rubbing his sweaty palms against his sides as he tries to control his breathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The waiter approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAITER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is everything all right Sir? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAITER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is everything all right Sir? Can I get you&lt;br /&gt;something else? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No. I’m fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack adopts a southern drawl a la the sadistic sheriff in Cool Hand Luke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What we’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got here is a failure to&lt;br /&gt;communicate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The waiter just stares at him blankly, not knowing the reference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-8789871062257003968?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/8789871062257003968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=8789871062257003968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/8789871062257003968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/8789871062257003968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-3-danielles-ultimatum.html' title='Part 3 - Danielle&apos;s Ultimatum'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-4508425036176253228</id><published>2008-09-17T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:53:09.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy</title><content type='html'>(Please read the previous episodes before reading this posting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html"&gt;Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jack has an opportunity to really show off his leadership skills but old doubts begin to plague him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. GENUINE LOGIC OFFICES – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack walks to his cubicle nodding or saying “Morning” to coworkers. He sits at his cubicle and busies himself with paperwork, booting his computer etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls of the cubicle have pictures, buttons and other movie memorabilia similar to his apartment (from opening credits). The red message light in his phone is flashing. Jack sits and stares at it. The red light rarely means good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stack of files sit in his “In” basket. He picks them up, shuffles through them, and moves the pile to the “Out” basket. A second later, someone walks by and deposits an equally large pile&lt;br /&gt;of new files in the “In” basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack can no longer avoid the red message light. He groans, PUSHES THE SPEAKER BUTTON and follows the instructions to access his voice mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE MAIL LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You have one new message. Message one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE, JACK’S GIRLFRIEND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Morning Jack. How’d you sleep without me? I&lt;br /&gt;couldn’t sleep well without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACK lunges for the receiver to get to voice off speaker, and knocks over an old cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE&lt;br /&gt;(now only heard in the earpiece)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m sorry I didn’t want to stay over last&lt;br /&gt;night, but you had to prep for the meeting,&lt;br /&gt;I had work to do and, to be honest, I’ve&lt;br /&gt;seen The Right Stuff as many times as I&lt;br /&gt;want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(under his breath)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s an Oscar winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know it’s an Oscar winner, but I don’t&lt;br /&gt;always want to watch movies. Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;well... sometimes I just want your&lt;br /&gt;undivided attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is a long pause in her message. Jack wipes up the spilled&lt;br /&gt;coffee with some napkins while he waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VOICE OF DANIELLE (CONT'D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to say good luck this&lt;br /&gt;morning. Don’t forget about dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Call me later. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A man in his late twenties comes up behind Jack. He is wearing a suit that is a little too dressy for this office. This is BRYAN BETTMAN, the Project Manager on Jack’s project. He thinks he’s&lt;br /&gt;charming, but to everyone else, he’s an under qualified suck up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN BETTMAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey Jack. You getting ready to phone in&lt;br /&gt;that presentation or will you do it in&lt;br /&gt;person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan laughs at his own joke even though no one else is around to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(pretending someone is on the&lt;br /&gt;other end of the phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for calling Hon. Gotta go. I’ll call&lt;br /&gt;you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack hangs up and turns to Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope. I’m all set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Super. I hear it’s all the Executive can&lt;br /&gt;talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We hear the BLOOD START POUNDING in Jack’s ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(hesitantly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good stuff there Collins. Let’s show the&lt;br /&gt;Exec what this team’s made of! Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan laughs as he POUNDS out a little drum roll on Jack’s back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(voice pulsating through the&lt;br /&gt;pounding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks. I gotta go get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack turns his back busying himself with papers on his desk. Bryan gives Jack the old ‘double thumbs up’ before turning on his heels. Around Jack, the programmers pop out of their cubicles and mimic Bettman’s thumbs up to Jack. We hear MUFFLED LAUGHTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(unenthusiastically)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A SENIOR CORPORATE EXECUTIVE walks by and Bryan hustles off after him to the conference room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some final round at Pebble Beach yesterday&lt;br /&gt;huh Mr. Gavin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack slowly rises from his desk, grabs a file folder and the CD. He gulps down a glass of water and follows Bryan. He walks as though to the gallows. Just before he reaches the conference room&lt;br /&gt;he quickly ducks into the washroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. GENUINE LOGIC WASHROOM – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Jack is alone standing over the sink. He is breathing heavily, bracing himself with both arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (TO HIMSELF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re a lean, mean fighting machine. A&lt;br /&gt;lean, mean fighting machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Splashes water in his face. Jack violently shakes his head from side to side as though he has just swallowed a rotten egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (TO HIMSELF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cinderella story. This former greens&lt;br /&gt;keeper, about to become Master’s Champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack straightens his tie and clenches his teeth into a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (TO HIMSELF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go ahead. Make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack exits the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;The room is dark, crowded and hot. The meeting has been going on for some time and Jack’s presentation is one of the last. In the light of the projector we see people struggling to pay&lt;br /&gt;attention as the time drags. Heads nod, people check their PDA’s, pencils are tapped and fall on the floor. On the screen is a projection of a graph and pie chart with trending arrows. All the text is too small for anyone to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRESENTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And in conclusion, the return on investment&lt;br /&gt;for Phase Three of the Endowment Management&lt;br /&gt;Unit… which we call what everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ASSEMBLED CROWD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The response lacks energy as the group has been asked to repeat this less-than-brilliant nickname numerous times so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRESENTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That’s right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He clicks a remote and the screen image changes to a cartoon emu staring stupidly at the audience. We then recognize an uncanny resemblance between the mascot emu and the presenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRESENTER (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is a smattering of APPLAUSE as he collects his material&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEETING CHAIR&lt;br /&gt;(she reads from the agenda)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. Next item on the agenda -- these&lt;br /&gt;lights are so low, I can’t see. Jack&lt;br /&gt;Collins of the -- Mean Machine Team? Is&lt;br /&gt;that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack rises from the group and moves to the front of the room. The sounds of COUGHING, PAPER RUSTLING show the general fatigue of a meeting that has run over two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(awkwardly into microphone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, Mean Machine. It’s from The Longest&lt;br /&gt;Yard, the original, the, uh -- the one with&lt;br /&gt;Burt Reynolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is a MURMUR of assent from the floor, but stony silence from the Executive Panel. Jack starts to sweat at the realization that this is a very tough room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He clicks the keyboard for the first screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANONYMOUS VOICE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not anymore it’s not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;br /&gt;(laughs uncomfortably)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’ll, uh, try not to take too much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Behind him the images on the screen come to life showing various business, education and lifestyle scenes swirling around the words: Fund Based Secure Transaction Encryption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For your consideration, I would like to&lt;br /&gt;present our proposal for the development of&lt;br /&gt;a Fund Based Secure Transaction Encryption&lt;br /&gt;System.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack COUGHS, and pulls at his collar. His palms are growing sweaty as the struggles to keep a grip on the remote control. The words on the screen contract to spell “FuBaSTE”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Genuine Logic has set itself up as the&lt;br /&gt;leader in data management solutions for --&lt;br /&gt;small to medium sized financial&lt;br /&gt;institutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JACK’S voice begins to break as the nerves start to get to him. His mouth is dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He wipes sweat from his brow with his forearm and drops the projector remote control loudly on the table. An anonymous hand emerges from the darkness and gives it back to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uh, where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN&lt;br /&gt;(from the side of the room)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Data management solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right. Thanks Bryan. While we have&lt;br /&gt;performed well with organizations willing&lt;br /&gt;to live on the cutting edge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack pauses as the blood pounding in his ears becomes too loud to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uh, we haven’t had stable AR/AP security to&lt;br /&gt;satisfy the needs of big institutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His stage fright is become too great as the room starts to SPIN. He presses several keys at once and the screen goes dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oops. Sorry, I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack fumbles for a second and the presentation re-emerges on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;br /&gt;(hoarsely)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, um, we have performed well with, um --&lt;br /&gt;the, uh -- the applications needed for the&lt;br /&gt;institutions, that is, uh -- the enterprise&lt;br /&gt;solution I was talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He clicks the remote and a new screen shows “FuBaSTE - Goals of Project”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uhh...paradigm shift...aligning&lt;br /&gt;priorities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Long pause before Jack CLICKS the remote to proceed. Jack doesn’t bother looking at the screen. There is an uncomfortable silence in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ED HARRIS in “Apollo 13” repeating “Failure is not an option!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CLOSEUP of Jack’s eyes. The camera PULLS BACK from Jack in his trance. He suddenly snaps back to the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I think you’ll agree this project will&lt;br /&gt;be critical to Genuine Logic’s next steps.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is a puzzled silence, followed by random APPLAUSE. We see heads turning as people whisper about what’s going on. Chairs are being shifted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEETING CHAIR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is that it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan jumps to the front of the room applauding with energy. He slaps Jack on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for that overview Jack. I’m sure&lt;br /&gt;everyone is as excited about our plan for&lt;br /&gt;“Fubaste”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bryan starts to lead Jack out of the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRYAN (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If it’s all right with you Jack, I think&lt;br /&gt;maybe I’ll just go over the highlights of&lt;br /&gt;the proposal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JACK nods absently as he DISAPPEARS into the darkness. Bryan begins to do the presentation that Jack abandoned. We see JACK sink back into his chair beside WARREN. He is ashen&lt;br /&gt;and grey. His face is sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;br /&gt;(with kindness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought that went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sound of BRYAN proceeding to give his presentation fades as the camera CLOSES IN on Jack’s downcast eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FADE OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-4508425036176253228?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/4508425036176253228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=4508425036176253228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/4508425036176253228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/4508425036176253228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2.html' title='Part 2 - Jack Would Rather Be in the Coffin Than Giving the Eulogy'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694104804461035188.post-1830743437738808850</id><published>2008-09-10T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:19:13.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Our story begins...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. SUBURBAN DRIVEWAY – DUSK. (Period)&lt;br /&gt;A quiet suburban street in 1978. As the sun is setting we see the silhouette of all the identical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roof lines&lt;/span&gt; against the indigo sky. We see two headlights approach in the gathering darkness. The passenger headlight flickers twice, then goes out altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car slows and pulls into the driveway of a non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;descript&lt;/span&gt; split level home. The 1971 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Parisienne&lt;/span&gt; stops and the engine is turned off. The engine knocks and rattles for a few more seconds.&lt;br /&gt;We see the driver, a man in his early forties, lean forward and rest his head on the steering wheel. This is Mike Collins: an entrepreneur with nothing but a string of failed business and bad credit on his resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment, Mike gets out of the car and slams the door. He takes a step, then stops, shoulders slumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (VOICE OVER)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That’s my Dad, back in ’78.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mike turns, walks back to the car, opens the door and pulls out his briefcase. He shuts the door again, but we hear the unmistakable sound of an uncaught latch. We see the interior light is on, guaranteeing a dead battery in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (V.O.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was seven and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t have a clue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what he did for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the front window, we see the curtains pulled aside and a seven year old boy looking out. This is young JACK COLLINS, our story’s narrator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (V.O.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That’s me in the window. Pretty cute &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mike walks to the front door, and waves to Jack. He is distracted and trips over a bike with a banana seat and baseball cards in the spokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (V.O.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad was kind of a goof too, even for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the seventies. But when I was a kid, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t wait for him to come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. COLLINS FAMILY HOME – NIGHT. (Period)&lt;br /&gt;The front door opens. Mike enters, puts down his briefcase and hangs his coat in the closet. It falls off the hanger in a heap. He walks heavily to the kitchen, looking ten years older than his 42 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Young Jack EXPLODES into the front hall and rushes to grab Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOUNG JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad! Dad! Can you play catch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MIKE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey Little Buddy. Give Dad a few &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;minutes. Go watch some TV huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Jack walks slowly back to stand in the living room doorway, crestfallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Through the kitchen door we see Allison Collins preparing supper. Mike kisses her neck, but she does not stop mashing potatoes to greet him. We see them talking but cannot hear the words. Their conversation is animated and tense, with Mike using his hands rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (V.O.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was usually like that. Dad had big &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plans of getting rich, moving me and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom into a big house. Mom just wanted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;him to take a job with her father’s &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mattress business “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sleepeeze&lt;/span&gt;” – the third &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;largest mattress chain in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt;-state area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INTERSTITIAL - STILL PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;We see a newspaper add for “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sleepeeze&lt;/span&gt;” showing a graying man in a nightshirt standing next to a bed in a field surrounded by sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. COLLINS FAMILY HOME – NIGHT. (Period)&lt;br /&gt;Young Jack is still standing in the doorway watching his parents fight in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (V.O.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But no matter how hard Dad tried, he &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;could never get anything to turn a profit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All he ever got from going out on a limb &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was crashing to earth again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mike leaves the kitchen and walks toward Young Jack. He puts his arm around the boy and leads him into the living room. Young Jack turns on the set and starts turning the knob. Mike has opened the liquor cabinet and is pouring bourbon over ice. He sits on the couch as the channels FLASH by: &lt;em&gt;All in the Family, M*A*S*H, Happy Days&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next CLICK of the dial shows the opening of &lt;em&gt;Dr. No&lt;/em&gt; where the three blind men gun down Agent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Strangway&lt;/span&gt; in a Jamaican street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MIKE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The glow of the TV washes over the two figures as the 007 theme MUSIC begins to play. Slowly, Young Jack backs up the couch and sits next to his father. Mike puts his arm around his son.&lt;br /&gt;The camera pulls around and we see on the TV the first time Bond introduces himself at the casino table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOND (ON TV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bond. James Bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The camera pulls back over the shoulders of father and son engaged in a common pursuit. In the background, we see Allison throwing clothes into a suitcase, suggesting she is moving out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FADE OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OPENING CREDITS - Black screen.&lt;br /&gt;We hear the voice-overs of best known lines from some of cinema’s classic Guy Movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JAMES BOND (V.O.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“That's a Smith and Wesson. You've had your six." (Dr. No)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reveal Title on Screen:&lt;br /&gt;THE GUY MOVIE GUIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MICHAEL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;COREONE&lt;/span&gt; (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;"Never take sides against the family." (The Godfather)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reveal Title on Screen:&lt;br /&gt;TO BUSINESS SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TUCO&lt;/span&gt; (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;"When you have to shoot, shoot. Don't talk." (The Good, the Bad and the Ugly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reveal Title on Screen:&lt;br /&gt;"How I Learned to Get Ahead at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cineplex&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE TERMINATOR (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hasta&lt;/span&gt; La Vista Baby” (Terminator)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;CUT TO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. CLUTTERED TV ROOM – NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Multiple 360 degree rotation around room as production credits roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We see movie posters on the wall (The Great Escape, One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest, Die Hard, Animal House). Stacks of VHS and DVD cases line the walls, cover the coffee table etc. This is the den of JACK COLLINS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Each time the camera passes across the TV screen we see a clip of a different film: James Bond introducing himself, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Duval&lt;/span&gt;’s napalm speech and finally Rocky calling “Adrian!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As the credits end, the TV goes SNOWY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FADE TO BLACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. BUSY STREET - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see present day Jack Collins driving a beat up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;AMC&lt;/span&gt; Pacer. He has grown to be an average looking man in his early thirties wearing a short sleeve dress shirt and tie. He is trying to drive fast but has to hit the breaks frequently as the car in front slows. Each time he checks over his shoulder, but stays in the curb lane even though there is plenty of room to change lanes. An elderly woman on a bicycle passes him on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cautiously, Jack moves to the left lane and prepares to turn left onto a side street. He stops and signals left, but is unable to find a gap in the oncoming cars large enough for him to turn. Behind him, a line of cars begins to build. It is only when an absurdly long gap appears that Jack turns left, leaving behind a line of honking commuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET - DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see Jack drive down a residential street of comfortable 1930’s houses with neat gardens; these are homes where your grandparents might live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He pulls up to the curb in where a similarly dressed, stout man is standing. This is WARREN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;OSKY&lt;/span&gt;, Jack’s best friend. He still lives with his mother. Behind him the house has a wide porch and a flower garden full of geraniums, irises and gardenias. Warren opens the car door and struggles to get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. CAR – DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice of you to show up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry. Traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah. It sucks when you’re &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not the only car on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren removes his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;attaché&lt;/span&gt; from his shoulder and reveals a skateboard he had slung over his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check it out. Guess what we’re &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;doing after work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where’d you get that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Garage sale. It was a good deal too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The kid will be in a cast for the rest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of the summer. His mom even threw &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the helmet and pads too. Never &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over Warren’s shoulder we see a woman in her seventies, wearing a house coat coming down the steps of the house. This is MRS. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;OSKY&lt;/span&gt;. She is holding a very wrinkled brown bag. She waves at the car frantically as she approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren rolls down the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MRS. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OSKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren, you forgot the lunch I packed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice to see you Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Osky&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(beat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your flowers look nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MRS. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;OSKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Jack. I do what I can, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but somebody is supposed to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;weeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She pokes Warren in the shoulder with a bony finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MRS. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;OSKY&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I can only ask so many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren takes the bag through the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me know when you reach that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;point Mom. Thanks for the lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren rolls the window up and stares straight ahead expecting to drive off. Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Osky&lt;/span&gt; just stands at the curb. Jack has his hands on the wheel at 10 and 2, signals, shoulder checks but does not move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are we not going to work today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Seatbelt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack points to Warren’s empty seat belt buckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren struggles to pull it across his rather large frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know I could have put this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on while we drove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack repeats his methodical approach for entering traffic and pulls out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t. I’d get all the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;way to the office without you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;strapping yourself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren grabs the wheel and gives it a little jiggle. Jack tightens his death grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quit it! Do you want to kill us both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warren struggles against the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;seatbelt&lt;/span&gt; for a moment then, he opens the bag to examine what his mother packed. He pulls out a carrot and three loose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Triscuit&lt;/span&gt; crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For this she thinks she needs a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whole bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Isn&lt;/span&gt;’t that the same lunch bag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had for four years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Longer. I think it might have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been my Dad’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They drive in silence for a few moments. Warren fiddles with the radio but settles on the station they were originally listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So why were you late? Danielle not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let you out of the handcuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(shocked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What? No, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t -- I mean, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we don’t...&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;No, Funny Guy. She stayed at her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;own place last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So that’s why you’re cranky. Just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as well. Big day today. Please tell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me you were directing all that sexual &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tension into preparing for the meeting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not answering that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you get to head this development, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bring this project in on time and you'll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;get your own department. We all benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who says I want to run my own department?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello? Remember our five year plan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First we get the chicks who dig &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;programmers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh sure. The Financial Software Groupies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then our noble pursuit of money and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;power. What happened to those goals &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Impetuous youth. That’s what we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You got scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every time there was a risk to take &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;where the payoff might be a promotion, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or a raise, or even some crappy plaque &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with your name on it, you backed off.&lt;br /&gt;(beat)&lt;br /&gt;But this time is it. This is the big payoff, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and I’m not going to let you blow it, if I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have to drag your unconscious body &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;across the finish line myself. You deserve &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this one Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For a moment, Jack allows himself to imagine something good happening, something he might deserve, until the possibility of failure shakes him back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN (CONT’D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Were you watching something go get &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pumped up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Right Stuff. I find it very inspiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All Yeager needed to break the sound &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;barrier with a broken shoulder was an &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;old broom handle and a stick of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Beeman&lt;/span&gt;’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(nodding) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Great American hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You said it. Who better to present the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;project proposal to Mr. Ryan and the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Investment Review Committee today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Except it’s &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; that has to do it, not Yeager. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And that’s Movie Yeager you’re talking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;about, Sam Sheppard with all the right editing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and lighting. Where’s your script? Where’s your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;crane shot and slow motion entry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;We see Jack's Pacer driving downtown. The traffic is moderate between rows of glass s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;kyscrapers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INT. CAR – DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You need to start making the distinction &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;between the movies and real life Jack. You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did the work on this project, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Bettman&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only thing you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; needed to do was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stand up, take a chance. Just like your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;movie heroes: Bond, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Bullitt&lt;/span&gt;, Die Hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those guys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;weren&lt;/span&gt;’t afraid to risk something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know. -- They all just make it look so -- easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They pull into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;parkade&lt;/span&gt; of a generic office tower in the heart of the city’s downtown.&lt;br /&gt;This is the office of Genuine Logic, the software development firm where Jack has worked for 8 years since getting his degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;CONT'D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything works out in the end, without &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;any downside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EXT. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;PARKADE&lt;/span&gt; – DAY.&lt;br /&gt;They exit the car, pull on their jackets and each man slings his laptop case over his shoulder. The two men walk across the parking lot to the elevator doors. Warren puts his hand on Jack’s shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don’t be afraid of the downside Jack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s not as bad as you think. -- Many &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of us even enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don’t you mean the Dark Side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARREN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(covering his mouth and breathing like Darth Vader)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m not your father Luke. I only &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dated your mother in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They enter the elevator and the doors close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694104804461035188-1830743437738808850?l=guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/feeds/1830743437738808850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7694104804461035188&amp;postID=1830743437738808850' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/1830743437738808850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694104804461035188/posts/default/1830743437738808850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guymovieguidetobusinesssuccess.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-meet-jack-collins.html' title='Part 1 - Meet Jack Collins'/><author><name>Trooper Thorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TrGVtSsyoHg/So2XmRsGnQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/OcoNJWsLPlY/S220/July%25202009%2520028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
