Blast from the Past Page #10

HELEN:

Mutants?!

CALVIN:

It's not a pretty sight. Some eat out

of garbage cans. Others are...cover

your ears, Son, and hum. I mean that

literally and I mean right now!

ADAM covers his ears and hums.

CALVIN:

Others are...multi-sexual. It

seems...they can be both masculine and

feminine...simultaneously.

HELEN:

No.

CALVIN:

Yes.

HELEN:

I don't believe it!

Helen copes by moving around the kitchen doing things

that don't need to be done.

CALVIN:

Believe it. He tried to sell me his

body, Helen.

(beat)

They offer lawn furniture as a come

on!

She slumps, then resumes her needless activity. Calvin

takes Adam's arm and the son drops his hands and stops

humming.

CALVIN:

They've done a lot of re-building but

society, at least as we knew it, has

utterly collapsed. People throw up in

the streets. Others point guns.

There's something terribly wrong with

the automobiles and...and I...I can't

tell you the rest. I just can't.

HELEN:

Oh my. Oh,my, oh my, oh, my. So,

what do we do now?

CALVIN:

We stay down here.

HELEN:

We do?

CALVIN:

Yes.

HELEN:

Excuse me.

She hurries into the living room.

INT. LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS

Helen let's out a silent scream, then hurries back into

the kitchen.

INT. KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

HELEN:

For how long? We've just about run

out of everything!

CALVIN:

We'll make do. I'm of the opinion

that these mutants will eventually

kill each other off and then--

HELEN:

(rising)

No, Calvin. We're not going to make

do. Not me! Not Adam. We're going

up no matter what! We deserve it.

Even if it's terrible!

CALVIN:

Well, I am the head of this household--

HELEN:

I want him to at least see the sky!

CALVIN:

--and we will--

HELEN:

And the ocean! A mountain range!

CALVIN:

--do as I say!

Breathing heavily, Calvin suddenly clutches at his chest

in great pain and collapses.

ADAM:

Dad!

HELEN:

Oh, no! Oh, my goodness! Let's get

him into the bedroom.

INT. HALLWAY - HOURS LATER

Adam paces. Then Helen comes out. Behind her, we can

see Calvin sleeping in his bed. She heads for the living

room. He follows.

HELEN:

He seems to be doing all right now. I

don't know if he's had a heart attack

or just... a horrifying experience.

But we need supplies and I've got to

stay with him.

ADAM:

I'll go up.

They go through the living room and cross to the patio.

HELEN:

I'm afraid you've got to.

ADAM:

I'll be all right.

HELEN:

(patting his cheek)

You're my brave boy.

Helen hands him a pencil and pad. Adam follows her to the

fish farm.

HELEN:

Just act normal. If anybody asks,

simply say you're from out-of-town,

and that you're in town on business.

Write that down.

He does.

HELEN (cont'd)

I'm going to give you a shopping list

and some money. We need just enough

things to get us through the next year

or two. And you'll find most of these

items at what used to be called a

grocery store or a hardware store.

Write that down.

ADAM:

Yes, ma'am.

At the fish tank, Helen pulls up a slim chain that is

attached to a water-tight aluminum box which she quickly

opens. The box contains $6,000 in wrapped one hundred

dollar bills. Helen takes half of it.

HELEN:

I don't know how far you'll have to

travel to find supplies, but if you

can't get home by nightfall, I want

you to look for something called a

Holiday Inn. Write that down. It's a

hotel. There might still be one

standing.

ADAM:

Yes, ma'am.

HELEN:

Let's get you packed.

She heads back for the house. He follows.

ADAM:

Right.

HELEN:

(indicating money)

I just hope this is still good up

there.

ADAM:

Mom?

HELEN:

Yes?

ADAM:

I was thinking that, uh...you know,

while I was up there and all...that

maybe I could, you know...try to meet

a girl. I've, been thinking about

that a little...just these

last...fifteen years or so.

They have stopped by the garden.

HELEN:

Oh, Adam,that would be wonderful if

you could find a girl. One who's not a

mutant...and hopefully comes from

Pasadena. Nothing against Valley

girls,

but in my day anyhow, the girls from

Pasadena, I don't know...always just

seemed a little nicer.

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