American History X Page #5

INT. TINY, MESSY BEDROOM - SAME

JASON and CHRIS, two 17-year-old skinheads with shaved

heads, prepare to hit the surf. Chris sings to

INSTITUTIONALIZED BY SUICIDAL TENDENCIES on the stereo

while Jason throws on a ZOG T-SHIRT, the tops of their

fullsuits hang down.

DANNY (O.S)

There's dick for waves.

CHRIS:

I don't care. I just wanna get wet.

TIGHT ON DANNY. He flips through a book titled TURNER

DIARIES. On the nightstand to his left is a digital

clock that reads 4:47 p.m.

DANNY:

I've been trying to buy this. You

can't find it anywhere.

The two look at Dan.

JASON:

Cammeron dropped us off a copy. Dope

f***ing sh*t, man. It's all about

reclaiming the country. I'll let you

read it when I'm done.

DANNY:

F*** that. I just read Mein Kampf.

JASON:

There you go.

CHRIS:

Hey? What was this Daryl sh*t you

were talking about?

DANNY:

Henry Hastings almost kicked Daryl

Dawson's ass. He would're too if--

CHRIS:

Little Henry the negroid?

Danny nods.

DANNY:

Everyday there's something over there,

man.

CHRIS:

Why do you think we f***in' quit?

DANNY:

I hear you.

JASON:

Daryl Dawson's a p*ssy f*ggot.

CUT TO:

EXT. BOARDWALK - DANNY, JASON AND CMRIS - LATER

The three skateboard down the strand, Jason and Chris

with their surfboardS and suits. Chris looks at Jason's

shirt.

CHRIS:

What's ZOG again?

JASON:

Zionist somethin'.

DANNY:

Zionist-Occupational-Government.

Ahead an OLD ASIAN WOMAN tows a succession of SHOPPING

CARTS. As Jason passes, he smacks her with his surfboard

and knocks her to the ground. They all laugh and Danny

breaks off and heads east on Rose.

CUT TO:

INT. DUMPY APARTMENT - TIGHT ON TEARY EYES

DAVINA VINYARD, in a UCLA T-SHIRT and panties, cries on

the couch as she hugs a LONG HAIRED Derek. DORIS sobs as

she lays under a pink blanket, burdened by the flu.

Shirtless Derek grabs Doris' hand and leans over to kiss

her.

DEREK:

It's gonna be fine.

EXT. DUMPY APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

Danny skates up to his residence and looks at a car

across the street. Two plainclothes cops from the

earlier meeting sit in their car and stare from afar.

Danny goes through the gate.

iNT. HOUSE- SAME

Danny walks in on the tearful family conclave. He stands

there, wishing the day would just end.

DANNY:

Oh man--! Come on! What are you

crying about now?

THE PHONE RINGS and Derek rushes down the hall to get it.

DEREK:

I got it.

Danny looks to his mother.

DANNY:

Are you feeling better at all?

DORIS:

I need a kiss.

Danny wipes away her tears, kisses her, and moves away

quickly so he won't get sick.

INT. BEDROOM - DEREK ON THE PHONE

He listens to the man on the other line.

DEREK:

Unhuh. Unhuh. Did you expel him?

INT. LIVING ROOM - SAME

There's a knock on the front door and Davina answers.

She opens the door and tries to shut it immediately.

SKINHEAD FAT SETH, from the game earlier, wears a GOOD

GUYS STEREO UNIFORM. He pushes the door back open.

DAVINA:

What do you want!?

SETH:

Open up, b*tch!

Davina relents and Seth enters.

DAVINA:

(examining him)

Jesus! Are you sure you can fit

through the door?

SETH:

F*** off.

(excited)

Where is he?

DAVINA:

Back in his bedroom.

Seth pushes Danny to the side, passes Doris and yells.

SETH:

(smiling)

Where are you, you free motherf***er?

Seth moves down the hall and bangs on Derek's door.

SETH:

Vinyard!

DAVINA:

He's on the phone, a**hole!

SETH:

F*** off.

DEREK (O.S.)

I'll be out in a minute!

Without pushing it, Seth undoes his pants and moves into

the bathroom. Danny walks down the hall.

INT. BATHROOM - THE CAN

Seth sits on the toilet. Danny pushes the door slightly

and stares at Seth's GUN on the bathroom counter. Danny

looks at him. After a few seconds--

SETH:

What are you lookin' at?

DANNY:

I'm still trying to figure it out.

SETH:

Come in here and I'll show you,

maggot.

DANNY:

F*** off. When'd you start carryin'?

SETH:

I'm dropping the kids off at the pool,

junior. Shut the f***in' door!

Danny grabs his nose and turns to the door behind him.

DANNY:

Jesus! Chew your food, dude!

INT. BEDROOM - DEREK

He continues into the phone receiver.

DEREK:

All right. Thanks. I'll take care of

it. Yeah.

DANNY'S POV. He opens the door and sees Derek on the

phone with his back to him. Above Derek is Danny's

surfboard, hanging on ropes hooked to the ceiling.

Blue jeans, black boots and slicked back hair, Derek

holds his hand up and motions for Dan to be quiet. The

sleeves of tats covering his arms, shoulders and back

(D.O.C.) define the hatred that has engulfed his past.

DEREK:

(into the receiver)

Okay. Okay. I'm what? What channel?

He covers the receiver, turns on a ten inch TV, and flips

to the correct channel.

DEREK:

(without turning)

What is it, Danny?

DANNY:

You got pigs outside.

DEREK:

I know.

Derek leans over the computer to check it out.

INT./EXT. BEDROOM - DEREM'S POV

He looks through the blinds and stares at the UNMARKED

CAR. Danny throws his backpack on the bed and exits.

TIGHT ON DEREK. He listens to the television.

TV ANCROR (O.S.)

Saturday's prison release of a former

skinhead gang leader has many

community leaders up in arms tonight.

INT. BATHROOM - TIGHT ON SETH

He points his Glock 9mm at the mirror.

SETH:

Drop the t.v., n*gger.

He laughs to himself and exits.

INT. HALLWAY - SETH CONTINUED

He bangs on Derek's door once more, pissed that Derek

didn't open it earlier. He heads for the living room.

INT. LIVING ROOM - CONTINUE TV ACTION

Danny, Davina, and Doris are glued to the news story on

the same station. Doris, once beautiful, is now aged and

graying. NYQUIL, PEPTO BISMOL, two PRESCRIPTION

CONTAINERS, and a spoon rest on the coffee table.

TIGHT ON THE TELEVISION. A WELL-DRESSED BLACK WOMAN

speaks angrily to the reporter covering the story.

Random black protestors nod and comment in the

background.

BLACK WOMAN:

Maybe now whites will understand the

motives behind people like Malcolm X

and the Black Panthers. Just put the

shoe on the other foot.

FLASH TO:

EXT. CHINO PRISON - THE VINYARDS ON NEWS FOOTAGE

Danny walks' towards Derek and they smile and hug. Davina

and Doris soon join in.

Davina

BLACK WOMAN (V/O)

Derek Vinyard deserved the death

penalty for what he did to that young

man! And now he walks the street as

free as you and I.

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