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competition among all the theater

design students to do the sets.

And -- anyway -- I'm the one

whose design got picked.

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PAMELA:

What scene is it for? What play?

DOUG:

(a tad embarrassed)

Umm... Romeo and Juliet. It's

something different, I thinkthat's why they picked it.

Everybody else was doing castlesand stuff. Rooftop Romeo andJuliet by Douglas L. Holt.

PAMELA:

You're really good at this.

DOUG:

It's like building models when Iwas a kid. It's fun. It's...

make-believe.

PAMELA:

You know, they tore that oldfarmhouse down?

DOUG:

Oh, no. Did they?

PAMELA:

Yeah.

DOUG:

They always tear down the wrongstuff.

PAMELA:

Oh, Jesus, I missed you -- somuch.

DOUG:

Missed you, too.

They kiss -- then Pamela pulls away. Doug studies her,

then:

DOUG:

You have a boyfriend, right?

PAMELA:

No.

DOUG:

Well, what? You worried what yourold man would think?

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PAMELA:

He doesn't care what I do, as longas I don't do it in Haley.

DOUG:

Then what's the problem?

PAMELA:

I can't... do this.

DOUG:

Why not? I mean... okay. We

don't have to go so fast. Sh*t,

I'm sorry. I blew it again, huh?

PAMELA:

No, I did.

DOUG:

How?

Pam climbs down off the stage and starts up the aisle.

PAMELA:

I'm on probation. They pulled abed-check the night I was here. I

have to be back in the dorm by

ten. Gotta go.

DOUG:

What about tomorrow? I could come

up in the afternoon and...

PAMELA:

No! It's just too late. It's all

messed up. I can't seem to make

things all right. The more I trythe worse everything gets. I'm

sorry.

Pam walks up the aisle and disappears through a door tothe lobby.

DOUG:

Pam! It's not too late!

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A148 INT. BRYN MAWR DORMITORY - LOBBY - LATER THAT NIGHT A148

Pam enters the lobby. A female student CLERK (#1)

displays a message as Pam passes by the front desk.

CLERK #1

Pam -- some guy named Doug keeps

calling for you.

Pam ignores the Clerk and the message and goes upstairs.

148 EXT. BRYN MAWR DORMITORY - DAY 148

Pamela approaches her dorm. She stops as she sees Dougwaiting beside the entrance. She turns and walks away.

A149 EXT. BRYN MAWR DORMITORY - NIGHT A149

Doug still waiting beside the entrance for some sign ofPam. He's tired, cold, and hungry. He grinds out hiscigarette with his heel and walks away.

B149 EXT. JACEY'S APT. (PHILADELPHIA STREET) - DAY (SUNDAY) B149

149 INT. JACEY'S APARTMENT 149

Jacey sits in his favorite armchair reading the Sunday

newspaper. Doug sits in the middle of the sofa. Jaceyscrutinizes his brooding younger brother.

JACEY:

What's wrong with you?

DOUG:

Nothing.

A boiling water KETTLE starts to WHISTLE (O.S.) -- Jaceygoes into the kitchen to tend to it. There is a soft

KNOCK on the front door. Doug goes to answer it. He

opens the door and finds Pamela standing there with hercoat in her hand. He is pleasantly surprised; Pam isdistant, slightly off-balance.

DOUG:

Hi.

PAMELA:

Hi.

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DOUG:

How did you know I was here?

JACEY (O.S.)

You want another cup of...

Jacey steps out of the kitchen and frowns when he seesPam.

JACEY:

I told you not to come by onSundays.

I forgot.

PAMELA:

The breath goes out of Doug as if he'd been struck in thestomach.

JACEY:

Dammit, why didn't you call first?

PAMELA:

Didn't have any nickels.

JACEY:

Well, I didn't expect to see youagain. You want to f***? I mean,

that's why you came over, right?

Sure.

PAMELA:

(slight beat)

JACEY:

Then take off your clothes.

Pamela drops her coat on the floor. She pulls hersweater off over her head. Doug's anguish is as greatas Pamela's humiliation. He cannot bear any more ifthis -- he walks out the door.

150 EXT. JACEY'S APARTMENT (PHILADELPHIA) - SIDEWALK - DAY 150

Doug comes out of the apartment house and walks up thesidewalk. Tears begins to stream down his face. He

begins to run and run as fast as he can.

151 INT. REED HALL (PHILADELPHIA) - LOBBY AND STAIRS -151

THAT NIGHT:

Doug enters the dormitory and starts up the stairs.

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JACEY (O.S.)

Doug...

Doug turns and finds Jacey at the foot of the stairs.

DOUG:

F*** you.

Doug continues up the stairs -- Jacey pursues him.

JACEY:

I didn't know.

DOUG:

You didn't know what?!

JACEY:

How you felt about Pam.

DOUG:

F*** you.

JACEY:

I'm sorry.

DOUG:

Apologize to her, you a**hole!

JACEY:

I did.

(slight beat)

I ran into her a few weeks ago at

a party. She was drinking and

I... it was easy. She felt guilty

about telling her father about

Alice and me. Actually, I made

her feel guilty, I made her feel

like she had betrayed Alice.

DOUG:

She didn't betray Alice! She was

just trying to get rid of you so

Alice wouldn't try to kill herself

again. Jesus Christ, you sh*t

head, Alice couldn't marry you!

JACEY:

I know. I mean, I do now.

DOUG:

Then what the hell did Pam ever do

to deserve your revenge?

JACEY:

Nothing.

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DOUG:

Just your way of evening the score

with Lloyd Abbott, right?

JACEY:

Right.

Doug spins and delivers a wild, roundhouse punch thatlands brutally on the side of Jacey's face -- the impactknocks him down onto the steps. Jacey's eyebrow hassplit open, he is blinded by blood.

DOUG:

I don't know you! I don't know

who the f*** you are! You f***

everything. You f*** everything

up! Why did you have to f*** Pam,

too?!

Doug walks away, leaving Jacey sitting on the steps,

clutching a banister for support. He presses his palm tohis eyebrow to squelch the flow of blood.

152 EXT. BRYN MAWR DORMITORY - DAY 152

Doug approaches Pam's dormitory.

153 INT. BRYN MAWR DORMITORY - LOBBY - DAY 153

Doug steps up to the female student CLERK (#2) at thefront desk.

DOUG:

Pamela Abbott, please. Tell her

Doug is here.

CLERK #2

She's not here.

DOUG:

I'll wait.

CLERK #2

But she left.

DOUG:

What do you mean?

CLERK #2

She left... last night.

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DOUG:

Where did she go?

CLERK #2

I don't know.

DOUG:

Well, did she go home?

CLERK #2

No one seems to know. She just

took some clothes and left.

DOUG:

(lost)

Oh, God... no...

His pain is so clear that it spurs the Clerk's sympathy.

CLERK #2

Look, I'm not supposed to do this,

but... well, I can give you her

home address.

DOUG:

(explodes with irony)

Sh*t! Yeah, right...

(slight beat)

I mean... thanks. Thanks anyway.

I know her home address.

154 EXT. ABBOTT HOME - STREET - DAY (DECEMBER, 1959) 154

The Abbott house is decked with snow. Doug sits behindthe wheel of the Plymouth. He's parked down the street.

He smokes a cigarette and stares at the house -- thepavement outside the driver's window is littered withbutts.

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