American History X Page #13

Cameron smiles but doesn't know what to say.

CAMMERON:

I had to distance myself from you

after that.

DEREK:

F*** you, Cameron. You're a f***ing

chicken hawk...praying on kids.

CAMMERON:

I don't pray on f***ing anyone.

DEREK:

No. You f***ing use them. To filter

your insanity.

Cameron smiles in disbelief.

CAMMERON:

You and Danny are like brothers to me,

Derek. Come on, man.

DEREK:

He's not your brother, Cameron. All

right? He's my brother.

(after a beat)

You hear me, Cam?

CAMMERON:

(exploding)

F*** you, Derek! F*** you! Don't

think you can threaten me with this

sh*t for a f***in' second! I'm more

important to him now then you ever

were.

Derek EXPLODES. With his feet, he pushes the GLASS

COFFEE TABLE hard into Cammeron's knees. Cam screams in

agony. Derek SLUGS him in the face and Cam RETALIATES

with two of his own. They wrestle around the room and

push their way into the BATHROOM.

INT. TINY BATHROOM - DEREK AND CAM

Derek takes Cam by his long hair and SMASHES his face

into the mirror. IT SHATTERS. Derek follows with a

solid punch to the kidney.

DEREK:

You gonna listen?!

CAMMERON:

I'm gonna f***in' kill you.

Derek bangs Cam's face against the mirror ONCE MORE.

DEREK:

Shut the f*** up! You're gonna stay

away! That's what you're gonna do!

Derek rinses Cam's bloody face off by PLUNGING it into

the toilet. He pulls him back up and they face the

mirror.

DEREK:

It's over.

Derek stares at him in silence. CAMMERON RETALIATES. He

forcefully backs Derek into the wall behind him. He

throws two punches at Derek -- one in the stomach and one

to the face that opens his lip. He misses on his third

and Derek gets the upper hand.

BACK TO THE MIRROR. Derek prepares to crash Cam's face

into the shards of glass one last time. The final blow.

As Cam screams, Derek launches him forward then pulls

back at the very last moment. Derek, noticing Cam's

condition, throws him into the tub.

Derek throws him a towel, grabs one for his lip, and

exits.

EXT. SHED AREA - A GROUP OF 20 NAZI'S

They SALUTE the band and chant as they tune up for

another set. The singer inquires about his DRUMMER.

Derek pushes his way through and spills a few beers cn

the way. Cassandra smokes a cigarette with a few random

skins as Derek passes by.

RANDOM SKIN:

Hey Derek!?

DEREK:

What?!

CASSANDRA:

(exhaling)

Jesus, Der. What happened?

CURTIS:

(psychotically)

Where's Cammeron, man?!

DEREK:

I haven't seen him.

Cassandra looks at him curiously and then focuses her

attention to the bedroom.

STACEY (O/S)

Hey!

Derek turns around and faces her.

DEREK:

(pointing his finger)

Stay away from me.

STACEY:

Don't point your f***ing finger at me.

DEREK:

I'm serious, Stacey! Stay away!

She grabs and pulls on his shirt.

STACEY:

What are you gonna do?! Hunh?! Hit

me?! Kick me as I roll on the f***in'

ground screaming?!

(then)

That bullshit with Cammeron is

nothing, Derek!

DEREK:

I don't care.

Stacey looks deep into his eyes and can feel it.

STACEY:

Goddamn you, Derek! Those two n*ggers

deserved what they got. They deserved

to die! And just like Cameron and

Seth and a million others out

there...I'll believe that 'til the day

I f***ing die. I will. Nothing will

ever change that either.

Derek breaks from her grasp and walks away.

EXT. PATIO - DEREM'E POV

He looks over to the kegs. Through the sliding glass

window, he sees Seth taking a "tap hit" off the keg. All

the guys in the b.g., INCLUDING DANNY, count and cheer.

Seth sucks the tap while skins count in the background.

Derek walks out and watches Dan pump the keg.

ET AL:

Forty-five! Forty-six! Forty-

seven...!

Seth removes his mouth from the tap and belches like a

pig. All the guys laugh.

SETH:

(grabbing Danny)

Why the f*** did you pump it?! I

coulda gone for a minute at least!

Danny looks over and meets eyes with a bloody Derek. He

FREEZES while everyone turns to look Derek over.

DEREK:

Let him go, Seth.

Seth sees blood on Derek's face and shirt and takes a

moment to identify the source. He draws his 9mm Baretta

and points it at Derek's head from four feet away.

SETH:

Where's Cameron?

Derek stares directly into the BARREL.

DANNY:

(frightened)

Seth, man!? Come on!

Seth puts the gun directly to Derek's cool head.

SETH:

I'd be doing America a great f***ing

favor, let me tell you.

STACEY:

Do it, Seth.

Seth glances at her and Derek quickly GRABS the pistol.

A shot goes off and people hit the deck. Derek wrestles

the pistol away and punches Seth in the STOMACH. Falling

to the ground in pain, Derek cracks him in the face once

more and it's over.

INT. CAM'S BATHROOM - CASSANDRA AND CURTIS

They walk in and look at Cammeron, bleeding in the tub.

Curtis pulls the METAL TOWEL HOLDER off the wall and

storms after Derek. Cassandra laughs.

CASSANDRA:

You got f***in' guests out there, Cam.

EXT. PATIO - SAME

Derek tosses the gun over the fence and looks to Danny.

DEREK:

Come with me right now.

He looks at his brother. He then sees Curtis and three

other skins come through the house. Derek stares at Dan

and hauls ass down the back alley.

DANNY'S POV. Curtis arrives and tends to Seth rather

than go after Derek. Confused and mildly embarrassed,

Danny bolts back into the house to get his board.

CUT TO:

EXT. VENICE BLVD. - SLEEPING HOMELESS

Danny passes them on his board as he conguers the cracks

in the street at an incredible rate. He turns the tight

corner and cuts off a turning car. The man yells.

Danny spots his brother walking twenty yards up on the

left-hand side of the street and crosses. Approaching

quickly, he skates faster and faster as Derek nears a BUS

STOP BENCH. Hearing the board, Derek turns to face the

clickity clack behind him.

DANNY LUNGES FROM HIS BOARD AND TACKLES DEREE. The two

crash into the street as a car henks from the inside

lane, barely missing the duo. Danny punches his brozher

in the face.

DANNY:

F***ing a**hole!

Derek gets on top of his brother, spots a speeding car

heading right for him, and pulls his brother to the

sidewalk. Just in time.

DEREK:

What the luck are you thinking!?

DANNY:

What are you thinking!? Friends don't

fight friends, Der! They stick

together!

DEREK:

They're not friends, Dan!

DANNY:

What the hell are they then?!

Derek picks his brother up and sits him on a BUS STOP

BENCH.

DEREK:

Just sit there and relax for a second.

DANNY:

I don't wanna relax! You looked like

an idiot back there!

Derek stares and sits next to him. Cars and homeless

randomly pass in the b.g. Danny looks at his brother,

transfixed in thought.

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