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He takes the coffee tray and pulls her inside. They kiss.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - LIVING ROOM - MORNING

Rose and Chris have coffee and sweets by the window. The smallmound of pastries sits on the coffee table. SID lays on herlap. She strokes him. It’s a perfect morning.

ROSE:

Poor thing. Do you even pet him?

CHRIS:

Are you kidding me? When you’renot here that dog gets the bestfuckin’ pets of his life.

7.

ROSE:

So, how come whenever I come over,

he acts like he’s been totallyneglected.

CHRIS:

‘Cause he know he’s got youwrapped around his little paw.

ROSE:

oh, really?

CHRIS:

Yeah.

Chris picks up her foot sweetly and massages it. She melts.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - CHRIS’ BEDROOM - DAY

Chris packs a small bag of luggage. Rose lays on the bed.

ROSE:

Toothbrush... Deodorant...

CHRIS:

Check... Check....

Chris puts a cigarette in his mouth. Rose pops up and grabsthe cigarette from his mouth and breaks it. Chris tries tofeign incredulousness but is amused.

CHRIS (CONT’D)

I’m not gonna have one the wholeweekend.

ROSE:

You quit, remember?

CHRIS:

I’m nervous.

ROSE:

Why? They’re going to love you.

CHRIS:

Yeah? How do you know?

ROSE:

Let’s see, you’re smart, sweet,

handsome, creative... You’re you.

CHRIS:

Good answer.

8.

Chris packs in silence for a moment.

CHRIS (CONT’D)

Do they know I’m black?

Rose is taken aback by the question.

ROSE:

I don’t think so. Why? Shouldthey?

CHRIS:

Seems like you might give them aheads up.

ROSE:

Really? Like “Mom, Dad, my blackboyfriend is coming up for theweekend”?

CHRIS:

You said, I’m the first black guyyou’d ever dated.

ROSE:

Yeah...?

CHRIS:

So this is uncharted territory forthem.

Rose embraces him.

ROSE:

Baby, it’s fine. My dad wouldlegit vote for Obama a third timehe could. Yes, he will want to

talk to you about it, and thatwill be embarrassing, but they’regonna love you. I promise.

Chris nods. She kisses his neck and pulls him to the bed.

INT. BROOKLYN LOFT - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Chris turns on the TV for Sid. He and Rose stand by the frontdoor about to leave.

CHRIS:

Bye.

ROSE:

See you soon.

9.

Rose blows Sid a kiss and they leave.

EXT. BROOKLYN NEIGHBORHOOD STREET - DAY

Chris puts his luggage in the trunk and enters the passenger’sside of a shiny white BMW X5.

INT. BROOKLYN NIEGHBORHOOD STREET - PARKED CAR - CONTINUOUS

Rose sits in the driver’s seat. Chris gets in the passengerseat. Her car is a mess.

CHRIS:

How do they even let you in ahospital?

ROSE:

Shut up. I’m very sanitary atwork.

She moves some fast food wrappers to the back seat.

ROSE (CONT’D)

You ready?

CHRIS:

Yeah. You?

ROSE:

Oh, wait.

She raises her phone and takes a selfie of the two of them.

ROSE (CONT’D)

Ready.

Chris puts his hand on her leg, and they drive off.

EXT. NEW YORK - CITY - CONTINUOUS

The car leaves the city.

EXT. RURAL ROAD - BIRD’S-EYE VIEW - DAY

We soar over the car as it drives through the beautifulcountryside; a road flanked by woods.

10.

INT. ROSE’S CAR - DAY

Rose hums. Chris, in the passengers seat, looks through hiscamera at the passing trees. He snaps a test shot.

CHRIS:

How long has it been?

ROSE:

10 months, so a year basically;

longest I’ve ever been away.

Chris takes out another cigarette. Rose promptly grabs it andopens the window.

CHRIS:

Whoa... whoa!! Come on! I’m a

grown man. If a man says he wantsa cigarette, a man should be able

too-

She throws it out the window.

CHRIS (CONT’D)

Okay, so that’s like a dollar. Youbasically just throwin’ dollarsout the window.

ROSE:

You shouldn’t have bought them.

CHRIS:

I didn’t buy them. Rod... Sh*t.

ROSE:

What?

CHRIS:

I almost forgot Rod.

EXT. LAGUARDIA AIRPORT - OUTSIDE THE TERMINAL - DAY

ROD WILLIAMS, 26, African American, a stocky TSA agent smokesa cigarette. His cell phone rings.

ROD:

‘Sup?

INTERCUT WITH:

11.

INT. ROSE’S CAR - DAY

Chris sits in the passenger seat and talks on the cell phone.

CHRIS:

Hey. You at work?

ROD:

Yeah. How I’m gonna get in troublefor following standard procedure?

F***in’ Gary out here thinkin’just because a b*tch old, shecan’t hijack an airplane.

Chris laughs.

ROD (CONT’D)

Like you can’t hide a bomb in awheelchair? Watch, Chris, the next

9/11 is gonna be on some geriatricshit.

CHRIS:

Look, man, real quick. You good towatch Sid this weekend right?

ROD:

What? You think I forgot? Damn‘C’, give your boy a littlecredit. I don’t forget sh*t; youdo.

CHRIS:

You’re right. My bad.

ROD:

Apology accepted. How’s ‘Lil MissRosie?

CHRIS:

She’s good.-

Rose takes the phone.

ROSE:

Hi, Rod.

ROD:

Whattup babygirl? You better bringmy boy back in one piece.

12.

ROSE:

I don’t even know what that means

but yes I promise.

ROD:

You know you picked the wrong guythough right?

ROSE:

It’s not too late for us is it?

Chris takes the phone back.

CHRIS:

Okay, get your own girl.

ROD:

Damn, I never seen you like this.

Meeting the family and everything?

What does she do lick your ass?

CHRIS:

No! What the f*** is wrong withyou?

ROD:

That’s it! First girl licks yourass and you done. Just...

Rod makes a WHIPPING SOUND.

CHRIS:

You need help.

ROD:

Yeah I do. I need your girl tointroduce me to one of her freakydeaky boarding school friends.

CHRIS:

(laughing)

I’ll see what I can do. Oh, and

I’ll kick you some cash forwatching Sid.

ROD:

Come on, son! I don’t need yourmoney. I got you!

CHRIS:

Thanks, man.

ROD:

You better not come back all

bougie on me tho-

13.

Chris hangs up. He gives Rose a look.

ROSE:

What..? Settle down. You know I’m

yours.

After a beat he puts another cigarette in his mouth.

ROSE (CONT’D)

No!

CHRIS:

Last one!

She goes for it. He dodges playfully and tickles her causingher to cackle.

A shadow darts across the road in front of the hood of the

car. It’s hind legs SMACK the hood of the car with a loudTHWAT-THWAT. It’s propelled into the woods at an awkwardangle. The CAR SCREECHES to a halt.

Chris and Rose breathe hard for a few moments of shock.

ROSE:

F***!

CHRIS:

You okay?

ROSE:

Yeah. You?

CHRIS:

Yeah. That scared the sh*t out of

me.

EXT. RURAL ROAD - CONTINUOUS

Rose gets out of her car and inspects the damage. Chris getsout as well. There’s a small bloody dent in the hood.

ROSE:

F***!!!

Chris looks back in the direction of the collision.

CHRIS:

Stay here.

ROSE:

What are you doing?

14.

CHRIS:

I don’t know... See if it’s okay?

Chris walks a few more steps then stops. He rethinks.

CHRIS (CONT’D)

Maybe it’s gone-

A guttural, almost human, MOAN OF PAIN comes from in the woodsbehind them. They watch the woods in horror.

Chris walks back towards the haunting wail. It stops.

ROSE:

Chris...?

Chris motions for Rose the stay. He keeps walking towards thethicket about 60 ft behind the car.

ROSE (CONT’D)

Be careful!

Chris gathers his courage and takes a step toward the thicket.

The Moan starts again, but much loader and closer than Chrisrealized. He’s startled.

Chris peers through the bushes. The deer lays there gaspingfor breaths and watching him with a black wet eye. Chris istransfixed.

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