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The Following is an excerpt from the screenplay "Pathos Bill" by Mark W. Gray. Any unauthorized duplication or distribution is strictly prohibited. ©1998 Mark W. Gray WGA Registered #686823

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27     INT/EXT RURAL GAS STATION - LATE AFTERNOON                   27

       Bill peruses rack after rack of JERKY.  As he selects an 
       assortment, we see Cosmo at the car parked at the pumps.  He 
       takes something from the glove box and heads off toward and 
       empty field.  Bill puts his purchases on the counter.   The 
       greasy JED rings him up.

                           JED
                 That's some good local jerky, you got 
                 there.  Lessee, with the gas, that's 
                 forty-two, fifty-one.
                     (off Bill's look of surprise)
                 That ain't no Geo out there.  Them ol' 
                 Cadillacs, they use a little bit o' gas.

       Bill pays and Jed bags his jerky.

                           JED (cont'd)
                 I had me one like that I got all fixed 
                 up.  'Cept it wasn't a '61, it was a '62.  
                 But I got it all fixed up and was drivin' 
                 it one time and that som'bitch -- uh, 
                 whaddaya call that, -- Suspiciously 
                 Combusted.

                           BILL
                 Spontaneously combusted?

                           JED
                 Yeah!  Well, it caught fire, anyway.  It 
                 was a magnificent conflagration.  
                 Somethin' like that'll put the fear o' 
                 God in ya..

                           BILL
                 Hmm.

       They stare and nod at one another for a long moment.  
       Suddenly a SHOT rings out.  Bill, startled, looks outside in 
       a panic.  Jed rolls his eyes as if to say "Here we go again."

28     EXT RURAL GAS STATION / FIELD - LATE AFTERNOON               28

       Bill comes out from the Gas station to find Cosmo in the 
       adjacent field, shooting at old cans and bottles with a hand 
       gun.  The area is littered with shot up stuff; stop signs, 
       TVs, etc.  Bill approaches cautiously.

                           COSMO
                 Pretty loud, huh?

                           BILL
                 Where the hell did you get that?!

                           COSMO
                 I had it in the glove compartment.

       Cosmo aims and shoots another can.  Bill flinches and tries 
       to cover his ears.

                           BILL
                 Jesus, it's like a fucking cannon!

                           COSMO
                 It's a forty-five revolver which is very 
                 rare.  
                 My granddad brought it back from World 
                 War II.  They swapped him for a Luger he 
                 had.  They needed it for a German 
                 defector they were planting back as a 
                 double agent.  No shit.

                           BILL
                 Isn't it illegal to carry a loaded gun in 
                 the car?

                           COSMO
                 Probably.  It depends on the state.  You 
                 want to try it?

                           BILL
                 I don't know.  I believe in gun control.

                           COSMO
                 So do I. 
                     (recounting an old argument)
                 Look, no one should have hand guns.  
                 They're only good for killing people and 
                 you shouldn't kill people; that's all 
                 there is to it.  But... they're still 
                 pretty cool.  I've wanted to shoot it 
                 ever since I was a little kid.  So, do 
                 you want to try it or not? 

                           BILL
                 Okay, what the hell.

       Bill carefully takes the gun and aims at one of the bottles.

                           COSMO
                 Now use both hands, take a deep breath, 
                 and slowly squeeze the trigger.  Be ready 
                 for a little kick.

       Bill shoots, evaporating the bottle.  He's knocked back 
       significantly.

                           BILL
                 Holy Shit!  

                           COSMO
                 Forty-five, Big-ass bullet.

                           BILL
                 Indeed.

       Bill levels the gun and shoots again, hitting a can.  He 
       looks to Cosmo and smiles, getting into it.  

                           COSMO
                 Nice shootin', Tex!  You know, nothin 
                 turns a woman on more than a man who can 
                 shoot straight.

       Bill grins and successfully shoots another bottle.  He blows 
       on the gun barrel like a cowboy and turns in a mock swagger.  
       With a smirk, he mimes putting the gun into an imaginary 
       holster on his hip.  

       A SHOT rings out.

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29     INT EMERGENCY ROOM - NIGHT                                   29

       Bill sits on a gurney with his right shoe on his lap.  A 
       small bandage is on the pinkie toe of his outstretched foot, 
       and a very annoyed look is on his face.  With a finger, he 
       holds a cotton ball on his upper arm.  Cosmo sits in a nearby 
       chair reading GUNS & AMMO magazine.  

                           COSMO
                 That tetanus shot looked really painful.

       Annoyed, Bill snatches the GUNS & AMMO Magazine and tosses it 
       aside.  He glares at Cosmo.

                           COSMO (cont'd)
                 I found it in the waiting room, I swear.

       The portly SHERIFF GLEASON approaches carrying Cosmo's gun in 
       a ziploc bag and filling in a report on a clipboard.

                           SHERIFF GLEASON 
                 Okay, who's Thelma and who's Louise?

30     EXT SONIC DRIVE-IN - NIGHT                                   30

       Cosmo steers the great Cadillac into a parking space 
       alongside one of the old menu-board speakers.  Various 
       American cars full of TEENAGERS cruise through.  Cosmo turns 
       off the ignition and looks at Bill.  He's clearly both 
       exhausted and irritated.

                           COSMO
                 C'mon. Wouldn't a nice Chili Dog hit the 
                 spot?  Then we'll get some beers and find 
                 a nice crappy motel to stay in.

                           BILL
                 I was really hungry two hours ago.  Now I 
                 think I've come out the other side of it.

                           COSMO
                 Well I could eat my own head.
                     (to menu-board speakers)
                 Hello! Anybody there?

                           BILL
                 I think you have to go up to the window.

                           COSMO
                 Shit.  I was really looking forward to 
                 waitresses on roller-skates.  C'mon.

       Bill winces in pain as they get out of the car.

                           COSMO
                 Oh, sorry.  Hey, why don't you wait in 
                 the car;  I'll get the food.

                           BILL
                 No no, I don't want to miss any of life's 
                 rich pageantry.  Besides, it doesn't hurt 
                 that much.

       He winces as he puts weight on his gun-shot foot, then winces 
       again as he closes his door with his Tetanus shot-sore arm.  
       He limps toward the window with Cosmo

                           BILL
                 Fucking Tetanus shot.  

                           COSMO
                 I'm sorry, man.

                           BILL
                 Ah, it's not your fault.  I can't believe 
                 you gave your gun to that sheriff.  

                           COSMO
                 He let us go, didn't he?  Besides, he's a 
                 collector; He'll take good care of it. 

                           BILL
                 I guess.  But, your grandfather carried 
                 it home from World War Two.

                           COSMO
                 I don't know what I was going to do with 
                 it in LA.  I'd be afraid to keep it in 
                 the house.  

                           BILL
                 Yeah...  "When guns are outlawed, only 
                 outlaws will shoot their kids 
                 accidentally".

                           COSMO
                 Exactly.  Hey, that's a good line.

31     AT WINDOW                                                    31

       Cosmo and Bill survey the menu.  A PETULANT YOUTH (ROY) leans 
       against a pole nearby.  A PIMPLED TEEN mans the counter.

                           PIMPLED TEEN
                 Welcome to Sonic.  May I take your order?

                           COSMO
                 Yeah, Hi, Howya doing.  What's good here?

                           PIMPLED TEEN
                 I'm sorry, sir, I'm not allowed to 
                 express opinions about the food.

                           COSMO
                 In that case, I'll have a double chili-
                 cheese burger, an order of chili fries, 
                 and a large Diet Coke.  With chili on 
                 it... just kidding.

                           PIMPLED TEEN
                 Is Diet Pepsi okay?

                           COSMO
                 Fantastic.  Bill?

                           BILL
                 Number 4, with a coke.

                           PIMPLED TEEN
                 That'll be $7.49, please.

       Cosmo pays and they step back to wait.

                           COSMO
                     (to ROY)
                 Hi.  How's it goin'?

                            ROY 
                 Is that your car?

                           COSMO
                 Yep. Pretty sweet, huh?

                           ROY
                 Yeah, it's alright.
                     (to a CARLOAD OF CRUISERS)
                 Hey, Rudy!!

       The car cruises by.  Rudy makes a "You da man" gesture.

                           ROY
                 Idiots.  Where y'all from?

                           COSMO
                 Well, we're driving from Indianapolis 
                 where he lives to Los Angeles, where I 
                 live.

                           ROY
                     (to Bill)
                 What happened to your foot?

                           BILL
                 I shot myself.

                           ROY
                 No shit?  You're supposed to aim for the 
                 head.
                     (to a CARLOAD OF CRUISERS)
                 Yo, Dale!  Fix yer muffler!!

       The car peels out, its PASSENGERS waving.

                           ROY
                     (disgusted, to self)
                 Yeah, you better hurry, you moron.

                           BILL
                 You're pretty popular around here.

                           ROY
                 Yeah I know every one of these fuckers.
                     (waves at another car)
                 This is the entertainment in this town.  
                 Everybody drives from the Tastee Freeze, 
                 up Lincoln Avenue, checks out what's 
                 happening at the Sonic, then races back 
                 down to the Tastee Freeze like it ain't 
                 gonna be there when they get back.  So, 
                 what're you goin' to LA for?  

                           COSMO
                 Well I live there.  And he's going to 
                 meet women.
                     (off Bills look of annoyance:)
                 And, you know, vacation.

                           ROY
                     (to Bill)
                 Yeah, good luck with that.  This time 
                 tomorrow I'm gonna be out there; in San 
                 Diego.  I just joined the Navy yesterday.
                     (waves at another honking, 
                      passing car.  To self:)
                 See ya 'round, ya lowlifes.

                           BILL
                 You don't like it here much, huh?

                           ROY
                 Not particularly.

                           COSMO
                 Still, a small town like this, it's a 
                 pretty good place to be from, isn't it?

                           ROY
                 Yeah.  Far from.
                     (indicating a girl getting out 
                      of a car)
                 That's my sister.  Hey, Sherry!

                           SHERRY
                 Hey, Roy!

       SHERRY, an attractive girl in her early twenties, gets into a 
       car parked next to the Cadillac.  After it makes a DEAD 
       BATTERY SOUND, she gets out and approaches Roy.

                           SHERRY
                 It's dead again. Can you gimme a jump?

                           ROY
                 No, my car ain't here.  I sold it to 
                 Horvat this afternoon.

                           SHERRY
                 Good for you.  Who's your friends?

                           ROY 
                 I dunno.  They're drivin' to California.

                           COSMO
                 This is Bill, and I'm Cosmo.  

                           ROY
                 Cosmo?  What kinda name is that?

                           BILL
                 Um, we have jumper cables, don't we.

                           SHERRY
                 Really?  That would be so great.  Would 
                 you gimme a jump, Bill?

                           BILL
                 Okay.

32     EXT SONIC DRIVE-IN - LATER                                   32

       SPARKS jump as Bill attaches the cables to the Cadillac's 
       battery.  Cosmo is at the wheel and Sherry is in her car.  
       Bill makes a "rev the motor" gesture to Cosmo.  The massive 
       engine roars.

                           BILL
                     (shouting to Sherry)
                 Try it now!

       She does, and her engine is instantly resuscitated.

                           ROY
                 Not bad.

       Roy and Bill unhook the cables and close the hoods.  Cosmo 
       turns off the Cadillac and gets out.  Sherry gets out of her 
       car smiling, and approaches Bill.

                           SHERRY
                 Wow, that was quick.  You're really good 
                 at this.  Thank you so much.

                           BILL
                 Well, the Cadillac is a really big car.  
                 It's got a lot of power... Lot of 
                 voltage...

                           SHERRY
                 You really saved me.  Bill, right?

                           BILL
                 Yep.  And you're Sherry.

                           SHERRY
                 That's right.  Oh, look at that.  My 
                 lights were on.  What a ditz.  Just a 
                 sec.

       She goes to switch her lights off.

                           COSMO
                     (conspiratorially to Bill)
                 Dude, she likes you.

                           BILL
                 Oh, please.

                           COSMO
                 C'mon!  Ask her to come have some beers 
                 with us.

                           BILL
                 I dunno.  I'm really tired.

                           COSMO
                 Hey, don't forget why you're on this 
                 trip.

                           BILL
                 Shut up. She's coming back.

                           SHERRY
                 What're you guys talking about?

                           BILL
                 Well...

       Cosmo eggs him on.

                           BILL (cont'd)
                 We're just passing through... on our way 
                 to California and... I got shot today; or 
                 rather, I shot myself... in the foot.  
                 Anyway we were going to go get some beers 
                 and... you know, just hang out, relax, 
                 really low key.  And we were thinking... 
                 I don't know.  Do you want to come and 
                 have...

       A VAN CONVERSION pulls up and HONKS.  Sherry turns as it's 
       side door slides open revealing half a dozen young women 
       holding beer bottles and having a big time.

                           BECKY SUE
                 Hey Sherry!  Who's your friends?

33     EXT CADILLAC CRUISING THROUGH TOWN - NIGHT                   33

       Cosmo drives with JULEEN and CRYSTAL in the front seat.  Bill 
       is in the back seat with BECKY SUE, SHERRY, and PAULINA.  The 
       radio is booming.  Cosmo is smiling, wearing sunglasses.  
       Bill seems nervously optimistic.  The girls hoot and wave at 
       other cars.  

                           COSMO
                 So where's this party?

                           JULEEN
                 Oh, it ain't far.  Just keep goin'.  This 
                 is a nice car.

                           COSMO
                 You know, it used to belong to Elvis.

                           JULEEN
                 What!?

                           SHERRY
                 It did not!

                           COSMO
                 It surly did!  It was actually pink back 
                 when he gave it to his momma.

                           JULEEN
                 Wow!

                           SHERRY
                     (to Bill)
                 He's kidding, right.

                           BILL
                 I don't know.  It all adds up.

       Crystal opens the glove compartment and pulls out the BOX OF 
       DONUTS.  She holds one up triumphantly.

                           CRYSTAL
                 It's all true!!

       They all laugh and hoot. Crystal leans over JULEEN and stuffs 
       the donut into Cosmo's mouth.  Paulina climbs forward and 
       grabs a donut and chucks it at another car.

                           PAULINA
                 Long live the King!!

       They all get into this hilarity as the car drives off into 
       the night.  

34     EXT RESERVOIR NIGHT                                          34

       A bunch of large men stand around a barbecue near the water.  
       They all look up from their beers as the Cadillac approaches.  
       When it stops, Bill, Cosmo and the girls pile out, gathering 
       their six-packs, etc..  Bill and Cosmo lag behind as the 
       girls rush up to the men at the barbecue. 

                           COSMO
                     (to Bill)
                 This is gonna be great.

                           BILL
                     (Burping)
                 Maybe I shouldn't have eaten that chili 
                 burger.

                           COSMO
                 Nonsense, food of the gods.
                     (calling out)
                 Can I get a beer for my young friend 
                 here?

       CLEM, one of the burly, sweaty locals, sizes up Bill and 
       Cosmo.  He walks over with three cans of beer and hands them 
       each one.  Without breaking eye contact with them, he opens 
       his SCARY POCKET KNIFE and pokes a small hole near the bottom 
       of his can.  The crowd takes notice.

                           CROWD
                     (Ad lib)
                 Go Clem!  Whooo!  Shot-Gun!  Shot-Gun! 

       He raises it to his mouth and pops the tab, sucking out all 
       the beer in a few seconds to the delight of his compatriots.  
       He wipes his mouth and stares challengingly at Bill.

                           BILL
                 Oh, you know, I just had all this chili 
                 and...

                           SHERRY
                     (rushing up)
                 Go Bill!  You can do it!

       Cosmo pokes a hole in his beer with a pen and deftly shotguns 
       it.  He laughs and coughs as he finishes.  The crowd is 
       impressed.

                           COSMO
                 C'mon dude.  Didn't you learn anything in 
                 college?

       Bill reluctantly takes Cosmo's pen, pokes his can and raises 
       it to his mouth.  He closes his eyes, pops the tab, and 
       chokes down the beer.  When he finally finishes it, he 
       crushes the can triumphantly to the whoops and hollers of the 
       crowd.

                           COSMO (cont'd)
                 La Chiam!

                           SHERRY
                 Yaaay!

       Bill accepts the praise smiling and sways slightly.

                           CLEM
                     (approvingly)
                 You're all right.

       Clem slaps Bill on the back, agitating is stomach.  His chili 
       burger begins to rise.

                           CLEM (cont'd)
                 What'sa matter?  You want another beer?

       Bill answers by doubling over and VOMITING on the ground.  
       Everyone stares for a long moment, then erupts in another 
       cheer.

                           CROWD
                     (Ad lib)
                 Whooo!!  Yaaaay!!  All Right!!! 

35     EXT  MOTEL - NIGHT (ESTABLISHING)                            35

       The Cadillac sits under the HALF BURNED OUT NEON SIGN bearing 
       the legend "HEATED POO "  Carrying a bucket of ice, Cosmo 
       walks to an open door and goes in.

36     INT  MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT                                      36

       Bill, exhausted, sits on one of the beds fiddling with his 
       Powerbook.  Cosmo enters with the ice, puts some into a 
       baggie, and some into a pair of hotel tumblers.  He crosses 
       to Bill where he puts the ice bag on his foot and fills the 
       glasses with Scotch from a paper-bag-sheathed bottle.  He 
       offers one to Bill who recoils and puts it on the table.

                           BILL
                 Maybe later.

                           COSMO
                 Are you still on the phone?

                           BILL
                 I'll just be a minute. I wanna check my e-
                 mail.

                           COSMO
                 Take your time.

       Cosmo roots his cell phone out of a bag and dials.

                           COSMO (cont'd)
                     (into phone)
                 Hey honey! --  Oh, yeah.  We're having a 
                 great time.

       Bill looks up incredulous.

                           COSMO (cont'd)
                 Bill says "hi". -- How's the boy? -- 
                 Awww.  How about the one on the inside? -- 
                 Honey, we'll be there in, like, three 
                 days --  Honey, Don't Worry -- I know...

       Bill watches Cosmo wander out the door, out of earshot.  He 
       looks back to the computer as it finishes logging on.

                           COMPUTER (OS)
                 You've got mail.

       He clicks through a list of e-mails

                           BILL[]
                     (re: each note)
                 Bullshit (click)  Bullshit (click)
                 Bullshit (click) Work (reads)  Bullshit 
                 (click) PetMinders. (reads)

       Bill sips his Scotch and winces as we hear Maja's e-mail.

                           MAJA (VO)
                 Dear Bill,  All pets are holding up just 
                 fine without you. 

37     INT BILL'S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY                             37

       Maja takes apart the kitchen faucet, inspecting the various 
       seals and washers.  The parts are old and worn.  She is 
       distracted by the MEOW of HITLER THE CAT, walking across the 
       counter.

                           MAJA
                 Oooh.  Are you supposed to be up here?

                           MAJA (VO)
                 Even Hitler took his hairball medicine 
                 without complaint.  He's so sweet, have 
                 you considered calling him Charlie 
                 Chaplin or something instead?  

       She picks up a piece of string and dangles it, motivating 
       Hitler to bat it with his paw in a kitty Sieg Heil gesture.

                           MAJA 
                     (laughing)
                 You know, a lot of people might take that 
                 the wrong way.  Now get down, sweetie.

       She puts down the string and Hitler hops off the counter, 
       revealing a glossy SATELLITE CABLE GUIDE.  Curious, she picks 
       up the guide and peruses it, becoming increasingly surprised 
       and intrigued in the various channels.

                           MAJA (cont'd)
                     (reading)
                 House and Garden Channel...  Home 
                 Improvement Network...  The Carpentry 
                 Channel...  Lifetime Home, the home 
                 improvement channel for women...
                     (gasp)
                 It's Martha Stewart Monday.

       She looks up at Bill's big screen TV.

                           MAJA (VO)
                     (resuming e-mail to Bill)
                 Your faucet took a little longer than I 
                 expected.  Don't worry, I'm happy to 
                 spend the time.

38     INT BILL'S BEDROOM - DUSK                                    38

       Maja enters Bill's bedroom wiping her hands.  She sits down 
       at the computer.  On the keyboard, she finds a post-it note 
       reading "Press to E-mail Bill" and indicating a button.  She 
       presses it, causing various windows to open, ending in a 
       blank e-mail for her to fill in. Amused, she begins typing.

                           MAJA (VO)(CONTINUOUS)
                 I guess that's all.  I'll be back 
                 tomorrow to feed the cats; they really do 
                 miss you, I'm sure.

39     INT  MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT                                      39

       Bill continues reading. 

                           MAJA (VO)
                     (continuous)
                 I hope you're having a fun trip.  Maja.

                           BILL
                 Yep, fun trip.

                           COMPUTER (OS)
                 You've got mail.

       Bill hits a button opening a new window on the screen.  

                           BILL
                     (surprised)
                 Linda.

       He reads.

                           LINDA (OS)
                 It's me, Linda again.  Is this the right 
                 Bill Hedges?  Please let me know even if 
                 it's not.  I'd really love to hear from 
                 you....

       Bill reaches to put his drink on the table and winces 
       slightly in pain.  Cosmo comes back in hanging up his phone.

                           COSMO
                 Man, the cell service out here is 
                 incredibly clear.

40     GRAPHIC - MAP OF UNITED STATES                               40

       A line moves from Missouri, into Kansas.

41     EXT CADILLAC, MOVING ON LONESOME HIGHWAY - DAY               41

       Cosmo drives as Bill fiddles with the radio.  We hear the 
       last strains of a classical piece as the signal fades away.

                           BILL
                 Well, there goes NPR.

                           COSMO
                 Aw, shoot,  I was hoping we could get 
                 "All Things Considered" out here.

       They ride in silence for a moment.

                           BILL
                 Hey, let me know when you want me to 
                 drive.

                           COSMO
                 I'm fine for now.  How's your foot?

                           BILL
                 Eh, not too bad.  I'm trying not to think 
                 about it.  How long until we get to Las 
                 Vegas?

                           COSMO
                 A couple days.  What's your hurry?

                           BILL
                 No hurry; I was just thinking about 
                 trying to find Linda.  She e-mailed me 
                 again.

                           COSMO
                 Ah, the plot thickens.  What did she say?

                           BILL
                 Nothing, really.  But she did seem pretty 
                 keen on reaching me.  She's some kind of 
                 cocktail waitress at Treasure Island.  

                           COSMO
                 Sexy.  Did you tell her we're coming?

                           BILL
                 Nah, I think it might be better to 
                 surprise her.  

                           COSMO
                 Leave open your option to chicken out.

                           BILL
                 Exactly.  

                           COSMO
                 I don't know; she clearly wants you bad.

                           BILL
                 Yeah, right.  A girl who want's you bad 
                 doesn't just run off with no explanation.

                           COSMO
                 Maybe she's matured in the last... eight 
                 months?

                           BILL
                 More like ten.  

                           COSMO
                 You said she's settled down in Las Vegas.

                           BILL
                 Yeah, there's an oxymoron.  

                           COSMO
                 So what do you want to go see her for?

                           BILL
                 I dunno.  Talk to her...  Hear her side 
                 of it...

                           COSMO
                 Get laid.

                           BILL
                     (smiles)
                 Not to change the subject, but look at 
                 that.

       They pass a billboard that says: "Stucky's 39 miles -  
       Breakfast All Day - Pecan Nut Logs - Busses Welcome".

                           COSMO
                     (fondly)
                 Stucky's.

                           BILL
                 Man, I used to love Stucky's when I was a 
                 little kid.  I didn't think there were 
                 any left.

                           COSMO
                 Apparently there are.

                           BILL
                 We would drive to my grandmothers house 
                 in Muncie on weekends; a whole hour in 
                 the car.  We would beg my dad to stop at 
                 Stucky's, but he hardly ever would.  It 
                 was like forbidden fruit.  You'd get 
                 candy, and cheesy little toys...

                           COSMO
                 I always went for the "Mad Libs".

                           BILL
                 Man, I haven't been to a Stucky's in... 
                 21 years!  At least I don't think I have.

                           COSMO
                 Well... I guess it counts as adventure.  
                 You hungry?

                           BILL
                 I could indulge in a Pecan Nut Log.  
                     (indicates another sign)
                 Thirty eight miles.  Onward to Stucky's!

                           COSMO
                 Stucky's!

                           BILL
                 STUCKY'S!!

       The car roars off down the highway.

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