Fast Times at Ridgemont High Page #15

MR. VARGAS

As you know, all the bodies in this

room are recently deceased human

bio-structures.

A student raises his hand.

MR. VARGAS

Yes, Randy?

RANDY:

Who are these guys?

MR. VARGAS

Most of them were derelicts, Randy.

They sold the right for medical

examination of their bodies for

money. Something like thirty

dollars, I believe. Isn't that

right, Doctor Miller?

DR. MILLER

Twenty-five dollars.

ANGLE ON JEFF SPICOLI

who turns to Stacy.

SPICOLI:

Twenty-five bucks is pretty good.

MR. VARGAS

Now this gentleman here is named

Arthur. Arthur died from heart

failure last week and we are

fortunate enough to view his body

in its pristine state.

Mr. Vargas suddenly pulls the white sheet aside and

we see the body of Arthur. The students' eyes

widen. Some gasp. Others cover their mouths. Others

begin furious notes. Nobody speaks. The body of

Arthur is smallish and withered. It is orange,

flaky, and not quite real looking. A deep cut has

been made in Arthur's chest.

Mr. Vargas bends Arthur upright for a better

student view. He gestures to the deep cut made in

Arthur's chest.

The tension mounts.

MR. VARGAS (CONT'D)

This incision allows us to pull

aside the skin covering of the

chest cavity and really observe the

human organs as they exist in their

natural state.

ANGLE ON ARTHUR:

and his shrunken face, which seems to say please

don't.

MR. VARGAS (CONT'D)

I want all of you to take a look at

the chest cavity for just a moment.

Mr. Vargas grabs the two sides of Arthur's chest

cavity covering, and rips it open.

MR. VARGAS (CONT'D)

Here we have the human lungs and

heart, which you can see is

actually located in the center of

your chest.

With a squish, Mr. Vargas reaches inside Arthur and

pulls out the human heart for display. The class

stands in silent shock. Only one comment escapes

from any of them.

SPICOLI:

Bitchin'.

ANGLE ON STACY HAMILTON

who goes running out of the "Cold Room", holding

her mouth. The Rat runs after her.

INT. BOTTOM FLOOR HALL

Rat and Stacy sit side-by-side on some orange

plastic chairs, by a nurse's desk. Stacy is shook

up.

STACY:

I made a fool of myself.

THE RAT:

Nobody noticed. Don't worry about

it. We'll just stay out here until

everyone comes out, we'll blend

back in.

STACY:

What about the notes?

THE RAT:

I'll get you the notes.

She squeezes his arm.

EXT. HOSPITAL - AFTERNOON

The students file out of the hospital, looking like

they've just been through a war.

INT. LINDA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

It is night, and Linda and Stacy are watching

Fantasy Island.

MONTALBAN:

You see, Tatoo, what this man

doesn't realize is that he must one

day leave Fantasy Island. And he

must continue his life as an

incurable leper.

Stacy is fighting back tears. Linda looks angry.

Telephone rings. Linda jumps to get it.

LINDA:

Hello.

Linda obviously is disappointed when she hears a

female voice.

LINDA (CONT'D)

Yeah... you're kidding... What did

he say... What did you say... How

much did it cost? Look, tell him he

can have a relationship with you or

a 'more open' relationship with

someone else... Listen, Debbie, can

I call you later. I'm waiting for

Doug to call.

She plops back on the couch with Stacy.

LINDA (CONT'D)

I'll bet he forgets to call again.

She notices that Stacy is crying over the TV show.

LINDA (CONT'D)

God, Stacy, it's not that sad. It's

just David Soul and Ricardo

Montalban.

STACY:

I don't know, I'm just so

depressed. Everything is just so...

depressing.

Linda shuts off the television.

LINDA:

You have been acting very strange

the last few weeks.

STACY:

I don't know... I just don't feel

right.

Linda sits down next to Stacy on the bed.

LINDA:

What do you think it is?

STACY:

What do you think it is?

LINDA:

It couldn't be.

STACY:

It could be. I had a pregnancy test

at the clinic. I'll find out

Monday. I guess it was Damone.

LINDA:

Of course it was Damone. If it was

Ron Johnson, you'd be out to here!

STACY:

I'm not going to tell him. He's an

a**hole. I hate him.

LINDA:

But it costs money to have an

abortion. Even at the Free Clinic.

You tell Damone to pay for it. It's

the least he can do. It's the guy's

responsibility too.

She puts the TV back on and they watch.

STACY:

You know, there's one thing you

didn't tell me about guys.

LINDA:

What?

STACY:

You didn't tell me that they can be

so nice, so great... but then you

sleep with them and they start

acting like they're five years old.

LINDA:

You're right. I didn't tell you

that.

EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD - TWO DAYS LATER

Stacy Hamilton is walking towards Mike Damone on

the football field. We see him from a distance,

timing track runners.

DAMONE:

What's going on?

STACY:

Mike, there's something that's been

on my mind and I have to tell you

about it.

DAMONE:

What? Now?

He clicks off the time on a runner, and then turns

to face her.

DAMONE (CONT'D)

Why don't you call me up tonight?

STACY:

Mike. I want you to know that I'm

pregnant.

ANGLE ON STACY:

as she looks down. They are words she never thought

she would be speaking.

DAMONE:

How do you know it's mine? We only

did it once.

STACY:

I know it's yours.

ANGLE ON DAMONE:

as he realizes she is sincere, and he truly begins

to panic.

DAMONE:

You made me do it! You locked the

door. You made me do it! You wanted

it more than me!

ANGLE ON STACY:

She does not flinch.

STACY:

Take that back.

DAMONE:

All right, I take it back.

ANGLE ON DAMONE:

He hugs his arms tighter across his chest, and

decides to try a more mature tact.

DAMONE (CONT'D)

There's only one thing we can do.

We've got to get rid of it. We've

got to get an abortion.

STACY:

We've got to get an abortion?

DAMONE:

Yeah. My brother Art got his

girlfriend one once.

STACY:

It's already planned, Mike. It's

going to cost $150 at the Free

Clinic.

DAMONE:

Doesn't sound free to me.

(pause)

So you want me to pay for it?

STACY:

Half. Okay?

(bites back tears)

Seventy-five dollars. And a ride to

the clinic.

DAMONE:

Seventy-five dollars, and a ride.

Okay.

Stacy stands there, hands folded, nodding.

DISSOLVE:

TO:

INT. DAMONE'S ROOM - AFTERNOON

He is working at his desk, counting through a wad

of money.

ANGLE ON THE LIST

in front of him, which has a split line down the

middle. People Who Owe Me -- fifteen dollars Rick.

People I Owe -seventy-five dollars REO Speedwagon

tickets, seventy-five dollars abortion. Damone

counts fifteen dollars into his stack, crosses out

Rick. Then he counts through the money. Seventy

five dollars exactly. He crosses out REO Speedwagon

tickets. This leaves him no money for the abortion.

EXT. STREET CORNER - AFTERNOON

Here, at the same corner where she once waited for

Ron Johnson, Stacy waits for Damone. Cars pass, no

Damone.

INT. HAMILTON HOUSE - AFTERNOON

Stacy is on the phone, calling Damone. We see the

phone messages sheet that lists two calls for

Stacy, and none for Brad. The line rings four

times, then it's answered.

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