10 Things I Hate About You Page #6

a proper introduction ---

CAMERON:

Cameron.

BIANCA:

The thing is, Cameron -- I'm at the

mercy of a particularly hideous breed of

loser. My sister. I can't date until

she does.

CAMERON:

Seems like she could get a date easy

enough...

She fingers a lock of her hair. He looks on, dazzled.

BIANCA:

The problem is, she's completely anti-social.

CAMERON:

Why?

BIANCA:

Unsolved mystery. She used to be

really popular when she started high

school, then it was just like she got

sick of it or something.

CAMERON:

That's a shame.

She reaches out and touches his arm

BIANCA:

Gosh, if only we could find Kat a

boyfriend...

CAMERON:

Let me see what I can do.

Cameron smiles, having no idea how stupid he is

INT. BIOLOGY CLASS

A frog is being torn asunder by several prongs and picks.

Michael and Cameron go for the spleen.

MICHAEL:

You're in school for one day and you

ask out the most beautiful girl? Do you

have no concept of the high school

social code?

Cameron grins away

CAMERON:

I teach her French, get to know her,

dazzle her with charm and she falls in

love with me.

MICHAEL:

Unlikely, but even so, she still can't

go out with you. So what's the

point?

Cameron motions with his head toward Patrick, a few lab

tables away. He's wearing biker glasses instead of goggles

as he tries to revive his frog.

CAMERON:

What about him?

MICHAEL:

(confused)

You wanna go out with him?

The others at the lab table raise their eyebrows

CAMERON:

(impatient)

No - he could wrangle with the sister.

Michael smiles. Liking the intrigue.

MICHAEL:

What makes you think he'll do it?

CAMERON:

He seems like he thrives on danger

MICHAEL:

No kidding. He's a criminal. I heard

he lit a state trooper on fire. He just

got out of Alcatraz...

CAMERON:

They always let felons sit in on Honors

Biology?

MICHAEL:

I'm serious, man, he's whacked. He

sold his own liver on the black market

so he could buy new speakers.

CAMERON:

Forget his reputation. Do you think

we've got a plan or not?

MICHAEL:

Did she actually say she'd go out with

you?

CAMERON:

That's what I just said

Michael processes this.

MICHAEL:

You know, if you do go out with Bianca,

you'd be set. You'd outrank everyone.

Strictly A-list. With me by your side.

CAMERON:

I thought you hated those people.

MICHAEL:

Hey -- I've gotta have a few clients

when I get to Wall Street.

A cowboy flicks the frog's heart into one of the Coffee

Kid's latte. Cameron presses on, over the melee.

CAMERON:

So now all we gotta do is talk to him.

He points to Patrick, who now makes his frog hump another

frog, with full-on sound effects.

MICHAEL:

I'll let you handle that.

INT. WOODSHOP - DAY

Boys and a few stray girls nail their pieces of wood

Michael sits next to PEPE, a Coffee Kid, who holds out his

jacket like the men who sell watches in the subway. Inside

several bags of coffee hang from hooks.

PEPE:

Some people like the Colombian, but it

all depends on your acidity preference.

Me? I prefer East African and

Indonesian. You start the day with a

Sumatra Boengie or maybe and Ethiopian

Sidamo in your cup, you're that much

farther ahead than someone drinkin'

Cosia Rican or Kona -- you know what I

mean?

Michael nods solemnly.

ACROSS THE ROOM:

Patrick sits at a table with Scurvy, making something that

looks like a machete out of a two-by-four.

Cameron approaches, full of good-natured farm boy cheer

CAMERON:

Hey, there

In response, Patrick brandishes a loud POWER TOOL in his

direction.

Cameron slinks away.

CAMERON:

(continuing)

Later, then.

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