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George opens the drawers of a small desk and a chest, not
paying attention to Alyssa as she raises her leg and runs her
hands down the stubby skin.
ALYSSA (CONT'D)
Paula Cole isn't a vertical kisser.
George dabs his keys from the floor beside the chest.
GEORGE:
Make the bed for me, would you? I gotta
run.
George turns around to Alyssa's leg up and a great view of
her underwear.
COLLEEN (O.S.)
What are you, forty?
George whirls around to face Colleen as Alyssa lowers her
leg.
GEORGE:
COLLEEN:
And you thought they might be under her
dress?
ALYSSA:
I was just showing him my hair.
Alyssa miffed as she stands.
ALYSSA (CONT'D)
I think you need to rethink what you
think of me.
Alyssa walks around her mother and out of the garage.
Colleen stares at George.
GEORGE:
Her leg hair.
INT. GEORGE'S TRUCK - LATE MORNING
George drives the four miles North to Robin's house listening
to Paula Cole. He turns into Emerald Bay, a guard-gated
community and a Guard waves him in.
EXT. WEBBER'S HOME - LATE MORNING
George rushes from his car and tries the front door, but it's
locked. He rings the bell and LOIS, the maid, answers.
LOIS:
Mrs. Webber is in the backyard.
GEORGE:
And Sam?
LOIS:
In his room, packing.
GEORGE:
Oh...Good.
INT. SAM'S ROOM - LATE MORNING
Sam has a CD by MARYLIN MANSON on loud as he packs a suitcase
on his bed. The KNOCK on the door is barely heard. ANOTHER
KNOCK draws his disapproval.
GEORGE (O.S.)
Sam!
Sam's face turns sour as he yanks the door open.
GEORGE (CONT'D)
Ready?
Sam shrugs and returns to finish his packing.
GEORGE (CONT'D)
I think you'll have fun this summer.
It's nearly impossible to hear George over the music.
GEORGE (CONT'D)
Don't forget your headphones.
The music is quickly driving George crazy.
GEORGE (CONT'D)
Would you mind turning it down?
This doesn't register with Sam.
GEORGE (CONT'D)
It won't all be work, you know?
George is once again, seemingly unheard. He walks to within
inches of Sam and grabs his head and yells into Sam's ear.
GEORGE (CONT'D)
It won't be all work, you know!
Sam pulls away from the touch and turns the music off.
SAM:
I heard you already!
George walks to the sliding glass door and stares down at the
boys and Robin in the pool.
GEORGE:
Your mom and the boys can drop by
anytime.
SAM:
To check up on me?
GEORGE:
I'll be around to check up on you.
SAM:
Why would you be there?
GEORGE:
Because I live there.
SAM:
You live in Cory's parents' cabin?
EXT. WEBBER'S BACKYARD - LATE MORNING
Ryan and Adam are on their backs on rafts as Robin swims laps
between them. Suddenly, like a UFO crashing to Earth, Sam's
suitcase spirals downward straight into the pool, barely
missing both Adam and Ryan.
SAM:
No f***ing way!!!
The boys are knocked off their rafts as Robin takes off her
goggles and focuses on Sam up on his balcony.
SAM (CONT'D)
You liar! You stupid liar! I hate you!
George bursts out of the kitchen, onto the patio.
GEORGE:
Did you tell him he's spending the summer
with me?
SAM (O.S.)
No I'm not!
Sam storms off the balcony, back into his room.
ROBIN:
What was I supposed to do? When you
didn't show up Saturday, I tried to call.
Your phone isn't working.
GEORGE:
I don't have a phone.
ROBIN:
I drove over and you were gone.
GEORGE:
I can't leave the house?
ROBIN:
Last time you were gone for a week!
GEORGE:
Did you tell him he was spending the
summer with me?
ROBIN:
No. I was going to let you do that.
GEORGE:
He's not spending the summer in Tahoe.
Sam walks out of the kitchen to confront his father.
SAM:
Who are you, anyway? I don't even know
you.
GEORGE:
You'll know me by the time we're through.
SAM:
I'm not going!
GEORGE:
I'll get your bag.
George walks to the edge of the pool and scoops up the
suitcase, holding it out as it drains.
SAM:
Mom, tell him I'm not going. You already
promised me!
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