Dave Page #2

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EXT. DURENBURGER'S CHRYSLER PLYMOUTH - DAY

Red, white and blue flags fly above the used

cars to announce Durenberger's grand opening. A SCRATCHY

RENDITION of "HAIL TO THE CHIEF" PLAYS from a makeshift P.A.

SYSTEM and a little stage has been erected in front of the

cars. DURENBURGER himself stands alone at the mike.

DURENBURGER:

This is a real special moment here at

Durenburger's Chrysler Plymouth...

Ladies an' gentlemen, I wantcha to

give a real warm welcome to...

(pause)

The President of the United

WIDER:

A dead-ringer for the President appears,

perched on the back of a four hundred

pound pig. He is DAVE KOVIC, our

hero. Dave enters from "stage right"

wearing an Uncle Sam hat and waving

triumphantly to the crowd. A teenage

*boy pulls the pig forward by a rope.

DIFFERENT ANGLE:

He makes the victory sign with both hands and dismounts the

PIG who lets out a SNORT. Dave bounds up to the small

platform where he is greeted warmly by Durenburger. Dave

hands him a small stack of 3x5 filing cards while "HAIL TO

THE CHIEF" CONCLUDES its final strains. Dave salutes the

crowd.

DAVE:

(doing a decent Bill

Mitchell)

Thank you, Don. Thank you for that

warm introduction.

(pause)

You know it's wonderful to be here

today amongst so many smiling faces.

REVERSE ANGLE - CROWD

Eight to ten people stand stonefaced amongst the Plymouth

Horizons.

ON DAVE:

DAVE:

And, Don, let me assure you from one

chief executive to another, that there

fl no Chrysler Plymouth like

Durenburger's Chrysler Plymouth.

A few employees applaud. Dave nudges Durenburger who takes

out one of the cards.

DURENBURGER:

(reading/monotone)

Thank you, Mr. President. It certainly

is nice of you to be with us here today

considering your busy schedule and

all.

DAVE:

Well, Don -- it's true that I have a

busy schedule. But I've got a feeling

that when folks find out about your

five hundred dollar cash rebate on all

`93 LeBaron and LeBaron convertibles

you're gonna be even busier than I am.

Dave looks toward the crowd for another reaction but nothing

comes back. An eight-year-old GIRL tugs at the bottom of

ther MOTHER's dress.

GIRL:

Mommy, is that the President?

MOTHER:

(shaking her head)

I sure hope not.

ANGLE - DAVE

He leans closer to Durenburger

continuing with the routine.

DAVE:

You know, Don, it's not easy being

President. Why just the other day, I

was riding on Air Force One...

The PIG lets out a HUGE SNORT causing everyone to jump with a

start. A six-year-old KID starts to CRY while Dave glances

down toward the front row.

ANGLE-DAVE

He stops the routine and squints out

toward the crowd while the WAILING

CONTINUES. His parents try to comfort

the BOY but it doesn't do any good.

DAVE:

Hey, hey... What's the matter...

DIFFERENT ANGLE - DAVE

He dismounts the stage and stumbles on one of the steps.

Dave puts on the glasses that he normally wears and squats

face to face with the six-year-old.

DAVE:

(gently)

Hi...

(beat)

What's your name?

The child doesn't respond at first. Dave moves a little

closer to the boy.

DAVE:

Don't you have a name?

CHILD (KID)

(sniffling)

... Sam.

DAVE:

(soothingly)

Hi, Sam... You want a riddle?

The Kid thinks for a second then nods. He wipes some stuff

off his nose.

DAVE:

Okay. What can run all day without

getting tired?

The Kid ponders it for a moment.

DAVE:

(leaning closer)

Well come on, Sam. It's not your

jar...

Dave touches the Kid's ear as his eyes suddenly light up.

SAM (KID)

My nose?

DAVE:

Right. !!!

Dave reaches up and "magically" produces a quarter from the

side of the child's nose. He beams with delight as Dave hands

him the coin.

CUT TO:

EXT. BALTINORE STREET - DAY

Dave hurries down the busy sidewalk clutching a beat-un

briefcase and his Uncle Sam hat. In civilian clothes, with

his tousled hair, no one even notices that he looks like the

President. Dave ducks into a small storefront office with a

simple sign above it:

"KOVIC TEMPS"

"Like we've been there forever"

INT. DAVE'S OFFICE

The place is small and cluttered and very well lived in.

Dave's secretary and ex-wife, ALICE, is kissing her boyfriend

JERRY goodbye.

JERRY:

Six-thirty?

ALICE:

Perfect.

JERRY:

Great, I'll see you then.

He blows her another kiss and turns to the door just as Dave

bounds into the room.

JERRY:

Hi, Dave.

DAVE:

(buoyant)

Hi, .....

He hangs up his coat and turns to Alice as Jerry leaves the

room.

DAVE:

(hanging up his coat)

It went great, Alice. I killed em

down there.

ALICE:

Yeah? Why don't you see what you *)

can do in here.

DIFFERENT ANGLE:

Dave turns around to see three women

stacked up in his waiting area.

DAVE:

(renewed energy)

No problem. What `ve we got?

ALICE:

(rattling it off)

Mabel says it's too far on the bus.

Jennifer's boss tried to hit on her

again and Lola's been crying in your

office for an hour.

Dave sticks his head inside his office where a Hispanic WOMAN

of about fifty is crying into a tiny lace handkerchief.

INT. DAVE'S OFFICE

DAVE:

(entering)

Lola. What happened?

LOLA (WOMAN)

(turning)

Oh, Meester Kobic... Is no my fault...

I learn on de I.B.M okay? Then they

make me work on de Wang...

(crying again)

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