American History X Page #12

CHRIS:

Yo! What's up, Fat Seth!?

Seth throws Chris against the wall.

SETH:

I'm not fat, cockwart! I'm husky!

CMRIS:

Okay! I'm sorry, bro!

DANNY:

Take it easy, dude!

Seth then grabs Danny hard by the shirt. Chris and Jason

stare at him like he's gonna hurt him.

DANNY:

What're you doin'?!

DEREK:

Your brother's a piece of sh*t!

Seth sees Derek enter and he releases Danny. Seth mixes

into the party and SLAM DANCES into ten other skins.

Danny follows Seth towards the keg.

DEREK'S POV. He analyzes the crowd. Quickly, Chris

recognizes him.

CHRIS:

Holy sh*t. Father Vinyard!?

JASON:

Son of a b*tch.

Derek looks at the two kids.

JASON:

I'm Jason and that's Chris! We're

friends with your brother!

They stick out their hands but Derek prefers to check the

scene.

CHRIS:

You're a f***in' god, man!

JASON:

No sh*t!

DEREK:

Do me a favor. Grab Danny and get

outta here!

The two boys look at each other and LAUGH.

CHRIS:

We just got here, man!

DEREK:

You what!?

Chris looks at Derek like he's dead.

DEREK:

You don't have any homework?!

JASON:

School doesn't exist anymore, Father.

Derek stares at him, not really knowing what to do.

CHRIS:

I wrote you. Two letters while you

were in there! Did you get them?!

Derek ignores them and weaves his way through the crowd,

causing many an individual to double-take. Chris and

Jason look on in wonderment.

EXT. LARGE, OPEN SHED AREA - A CROWD

TIGHT ON CAMMERON ALEXANDEr. The older, white trash skin

furiously bangs his sticks on the drums to the song.

Cam's hair is still long but now he's got a swastika

between his eyebrows like CHARLES MANSON. He wears TROY

AIKMAN'S DALLAS JERSEY and a BLACK COWBOY HAT.

DEREK'S POV. He pans right to check out the crowd. A

man pisses out the window. Then to a distinct woman.

IT'S STACEY. Her head is now completely SHAVED but she's

still gorgeous as ever. Derek indulges her for a few

moments until he turns and walks away. He bumps into a

girl and knocks her drink.

CASSANDRA:

Excuse f***in' me!

DEREK:

Sorry.

She smiles at Derek as the SONG comes to a close.

CASSANDRA:

Derek?

DEREK:

Cassandra.

CASSANDRA:

Oh my God! They said you might be

here but I didn't f***ing believe 'em!

CURTIS, the M-16 on the side of his head perfectly

intact, walks by Derek. He walks past Derek with his

young son on his shoulders.

CURTIS:

I hope what I heard ain't true, man.

You better hightail it the f*** outta

here if it is.

After a moment, Derek looks away and Curtis heads off.

CASSANDRA:

You gotta chop that mop, Der!

Cassandra lights a brown menthol cigarette.

CASSANDRA:

(exhaling)

Stacey's meandering around here

somewhere! Have you seen the b*tch?!

Derek shakes his head.

DEREK:

The only person I've seen is Seth.

CASSANDRA:

Oh God. I'm sorry.

DEREK'S POV. He sees Cameron puts his arm around her

and kiss her. Cameron sticks his hand down the back of

her pants, smiles, pulls it out, and licks his finger.

Derek watches as Danny delivers a beer to Cammeron. Ca

puts his arm around Dan and they go into the bedroom.

Stacey looks at Derek and follows them.

LIZZY (0. S. )

Are you going in there?

Derek looks down to see Lizzy and Kammi.

LIZZY:

Can you tell Danny that Lizzy's

looking for him?

Derek can only stare at the girl's youth.

INT. LARGE BEDROOM/OFFICE - A SHRINE TO HITLER

DEREM'S PoV. He stands in the doorwell and listens.

White Power paraphernalia cover the walls. Articles,

posters, everything. The room has a bed, a couch, a

glass coffee table and a desk with a computer on it.

Organized stacks of papers, pamphlets and magazines are

strewn throughout the floor. Cameron sips a beer and

talks with Dan. Stacey listens in the background.

CAMMERON:

He won't do anything'drastic I hope.

DANNY:

I gotta do that paper though.

CAMMERON:

I thought you already turned that

f***er in?

DANNY:

My teacher cried to Sweeney, man.

have to do another one.

Cammeron laughs.

CAMMERON:

Oh man. F***ing Sweeney.

STACEY:

(chiming in)

Meanwhile, n*ggers and spics do their

reports on Malcolm X and f***ing Fidel

Castro.

Cameron laughs again but then becomes quickly serious.

CAMMERON:

Sweeney's got an agenda, Danny. And

it's all a load of crap. You hear me?

He's all about brainwashing. Don't

get f***ing fooled by it.

DEREK (O.S.)

What the hell are you doing here, Dan?

They all look over.

CAMMERON:

(smiling)

Hey. I was wondering when he was

going to show his face.

Derek doesn't lift his eyes from Danny.

DEREK:

What did I tell you, Dan?

DANNY:

I had to check it out, Der. Come on.

CAMMERON:

He'll be all right, Derek.

Derek shoots Cameron a look and tries another way.

DEREK:

There's a redhead out there looking

for you. Go talk to her.

Danny gets up and walks out. Cam looks to Stacey.

CAMMERON:

You go with.

Derek seizes his brother with the eyes as he exits. Then

Stacey.

STACEY:

Welcome back.

He just closes the door on her. Cammeron looks for his

cigarettes.

CAMMERON:

You made it, man. When I heard they

threw you in General Population I

thought it was curtains.

DEREK:

It wasn't too bad.

CAMMERON:

So what's all this self-righteous,

born-again sh*t I'm hearing then?

Derek doesn't blink. Cameron smiles and points to a

chair.

CAMMERON:

Have a seat, Derek. Relax.

TIGHT ON CAMMERON. He sparks up a cigi to break Derek's

uncomfortable stare.

CAMMERON:

How was it in there with all those

f***in' monkeys, man? You're lucky

they didn't kill you.

DEREK:

I agree.

CAMMERON:

Who runs the place? The monkeys or

the wetbacks?

DEREK:

The Mexicans.

CAMMERON:

It's a f***in' vacation for them in

there, hunh?

DEREK:

They were really organized. I'll tell

ya...it was impressive. They--

INT. HOUSE BATHROOM - DANNY AND LIZZY

CUT TO:

The two make out. She sits on the sink and wraps her

legs around him. They stop and smile at each other.

LIZZY:

I like you.

DANNY:

I like you, too.

CUT TO:

INT. CAMMERON BEDROOM - SAME

Derek and Cam converse over the coffee table.

CAMMERON:

They're f***in' peasants, Derek. All

of them.

(then)

So what's up, man? I'm hearing a lot

of sh*t about you.

DEREK:

Be careful with me, Cam. You don't

know what's going on with me.

CAMMERON:

F***in' talk to me then. We're family

here. Let's work it out whatever it

is.

DEREK:

I'm family, Cam? Is that why you came

to see me all the time up there?

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