Juno Page #5

INT. BLEEKER'S HOUSE - MOLD-O'-RIFIC BASEMENT - NIGHT

(FLASHBACK)

We see Paulie's face at the moment of his deflowering: he's

comically wide-eyed with shock.

INT. MACGUFF HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

Juno, her father MAC, her stepmother BREN, and LIBERTY BELL

sit at a very typical kitchen table, eating dinner. MAC

shovels food while chatting about his day.

MAC:

You should have seen this octopus

furnace. I had to get out my Hazmat

suit just to get up in there...

JUNO (V.O.)

My dad used to be in the Army, but

now he's just your average HVAC

specialist. He and my mom got divorced

when I was five. She lives on a Havasu

reservation in Arizona...

PHOTO:
ARIZONA TRAILER PARK

JUNO (V.O.)

...with her new husband and three

replacement kids. Oh, and she

inexplicably mails me a cactus every

Valentine's Day.

INT. MACGUFF HOUSE - JUNO'S BEDROOM - DAY

PILE OF NEGLECTED CACTI festering in a corner of Juno's room.

JUNO (V.O.)

And I'm like, "Thanks a heap, Coyote

Ugly. This cactus-gram stings even

worse than your abandonment."

INT. MACGUFF HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

BREN is cutting up LIBERTY'S food diligently. Her nails are

brilliant, holding the silverware.

JUNO (V.O.)

That's my stepmom, Bren...

INT. BREN'S WORKROOM - DAY

Bren stitches a needlepoint pillow of a dog.

JUNO (V.O.)

She's obsessed with dogs...

EXT. BREN'S TENS - DAY

Bren's nail salon in all its glory.

JUNO (V.O.)

...owns a nail salon called Bren's

Tens...

INT. BREN'S TENS - DAY

Bren chats up a customer as she applies a fresh coat.

JUNO (V.O.)

...and she always smells like

methylmethacrylate.

INT. MACGUFF HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

Liberty Bell coughs pitifully as Bren leans over her plate.

MAC:

So Juno, how did your maneuver go

last night?

JUNO:

Which maneuver, sir? The one in which

I moved an entire living room set

from one lawn to another, or the one

in which I cleared a sixty-four ounce

blue slushie in ten minutes?

Bren speaks in her strong city accent.

BREN:

Juno? Did you happen to barf in my

urn? Mac, you know that nice urn by

the front door, the one I got up in

Stillwater? I found some weird blue

sh*t, I mean stuff, gunk, in there

this morning.

JUNO:

I would never barf in your urn,

Brenda. Maybe L.B. did it.

We see Liberty Bell blithely pouring bacon bits onto her

dinner.

MAC:

Liberty Bell, if I see one more Baco

on that potato, I'm gonna kick your

monkey ass.

EXT. WOMEN'S CHOICE CLINIC - DAY

Juno trudges toward the front entrance of the clinic. There

is a lone ABORTION PROTESTER, a teenager of Asian descent

holding a hugely oversized sign that reads "NO BABIES LIKE

MURDERING."

LONE PROTESTER:

(chanting in extremely

shy, accented voice)

All babies want to get borned! All

babies want to get borned!

Juno recognizes the PROTESTER as a classmate of hers.

JUNO:

Uh, hi Su-Chin.

SU-CHIN

Oh, hi Juno. How are you?

JUNO:

Good. I'm good.

(pause)

Did you finish that paper for Worth's

class yet?

SU-CHIN

No, not yet. I tried to work on it a

little last night, but I'm having

trouble concentrating.

JUNO:

You should try Adderall.

SU-CHIN

No thanks. I'm off pills.

JUNO:

Wise move. I know this girl who had

a huge crazy freakout because she

took too many behavioral meds at

once. She took off her clothes and

jumped into the fountain at Ridgedale

Mall and she was like, "Blaaaaah!

I'm a kraken from the sea!"

SU-CHIN

I heard that was you.

JUNO:

Well, it was nice seeing you.

She continues on toward the clinic entrance.

SU-CHIN

(calling out)

Juno! Your baby probably has a beating

heart, you know. It can feel pain.

And it has fingernails.

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